>>39235060
be a faggot

>>39235060
Back up and try to get out of the darkness.

Then pick up a rock(or piece of wood,brick or whatever we can fin), and trow at her, to knock her out.

Also we must get some fungi up in here, when we can. Goggles and breathing masks for all, and we have blinded enemies with mushrooms coming from their nose.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PUcdzl5xK1s

>>39235194
this

but mushrooms don't photosynthesize, so our power probably doesnt work on them

You try and take a few steps backwards, figuring your sight might return with distance. You have to back up probably about sixty feet before colour returns to the world, you can see Rai and Angie floundering about, the air between you and them a wavy wall, as if staring through a bubble.

And running at a significant pace, the lanky girl is quickly making an escape. Casting about, you spot a hunk of loose brick, which you heft up, curling your arm back, you shut one eye, taking aim, trying to remember your baseball lessons.

>Roll D100

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>39235274
Should have gotten our stand to throw it, but oh well.

Rolled 77 (1d100)

>>39235274

Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>39235274

You rear back, hurling the brick. It flies true, straight through the air, it slams into the girls back, knocking all the air out of her if her wheeze of pain is anything to go by.

She goes sprawling to the floor, gasping for air, as her her stand re-materialises, flying towards you, fists cocked, only for 『Kiss From a Rose』 to knock it down with one punch. It disappears with a shattering noise, slamming into the ground, as the girl cries out in pain again.

Rai and Angie straighten, gasping in surprise, as the air in front of you loses its bubble like texture, back to normal now.

"What the hell was that?" Angie demands, her stand floating behind her, as she starts to march towards the downed girl, now groaning with pain and clutching her back and stomach, her faded old army jacket she wears over her shirt having done nothing to protect her from your brick and stand combo.

>Go over and....
>Keep your distance and....

>>39235426
>Keep your distance and....
Grab another stone/trowable heawy object, and question her.

>>39235221
How about Giant Hogweed,Nettle Tree or Gympie plant?(or local equivalent off, I am not too familiar with in universe plants)

We need some botany up in here.

>>39235460
we're in Texas, only one of those thats even in the states is hogweed

first post

>>39235487
Bull Nettle maybe?

Also pose/dance with bricks in intimidating manner
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0VzSjkPzWa0

>>39235426
>>Go over and....
>Hoist her up by her jacket
We are big. We do big things. We do not pansy around a seemingly unconscious opponent whose stand's powers seemed grounded in dimming the senses.

>>39235558
this

You quickly hurry towards the downed girl, before Angie can get to her. You quickly hoist her up by her jackets collar, shaking her. "Alright, time to answer some questions. Who the hell are you and why did you give Rai that knife?"

Her eyes are screwed tight shut from the pain, "Knife? Rai? What the hell are you talking about lady, I don't even know how I got here!"

You shake her back and forth a little more, as Angie catches up, Rai is examining the melted voice modifier the girl had been using. "And what if I think you're lying to me? What if I think you know exactly what I'm talking about?" You demand.

She opens her eyes finally, green orbs peering down at you, "Listen dude, I'm just a philosophy major, hell I'm a pacifist! Why would I wander around giving kids knives? Now why the hell can't you just let me go? Please? I... I don't wanna die. And I have a paper due in like.... four hours man."

>Write in

>>39235656
Ask her what the last thing she remembers is, I guess.

>>39235656
>"Pacifist hunh? So what was with that thing you had that attacked us?"

>>39235656
You just attacked us. Stop lying, or I am breaking your knees.

You shake her again, "Some pacifist! You just attacked me!"

She raises a finger, "Technically I didn't. 『Midnight Runner』 was only trying to pin you to the ground. Not hurt you." You glare at her, and she gives a brief smile through her pained grimace, "Like I said. Philosophy major."

You rear a fist back and sock her in the stomach, she curls her body up again, as her breath whooshes out in your face, reeking of instant ramen. "Stop lying, or I'll break your dan kneecaps!" You tell her, shaking her one last time.

She shakes her head, "I really don't know anything!"

"That's it!" You drop her to the floor, Angie covering her eyes and looking away, already wincing, as you raise a foot, preparing to stomp her kneecaps out.

"WAIT!" Rai calls out, tugging on your arm, "Look at this thing!" He holds something small and pink between his fingers, gesturing to you. "It's all charred up, just like her modifier."

You take it between your fingers, about the size of an apple seed, but fleshy and with little tendrils coming off it, covered in blood.

"The hell's this?" You ask the girl on the ground, lowering your foot.

She shakes her head, looking just as baffled as you, quickly curling her legs up under her.

"Look." Rai insists, pointing at the girls neck, where you can barely make at three small red spots. "That thing has three tendrils... she has three holes in her neck... maybe it was... controlling her?"

>Write in

>>39235869
>"Alright, forget that essay you have, you're coming home with us."
>Pick her up and carry her off over your shoulder

>>39235869
See >>39235712

>>39235869
Well let us go buy or make some collars so this thing does not get in our brains.

Anyone has peaces of leather, or tin cans?

>>39235924
this

You stare down at her, "Alright then. Tell me what the last thing you can remember is."

She rubs her temple with one hand, still grimacing with pain. "I... it was... there was this dorm party. Like a dress up thing. And there was this really cute guy dressed in a cloak and.... he was tall as fuck, ripped too, and I kissed him.... and then... nothing."

"Maybe he stuck her with this thing?" Rai suggests, plucking the fleshy bud from your hands, "Can you tell us what he looked like?" Rai asks, squatting down next to her.

She strains to think back, "I.. uhh... I mean I was really drunk." She says apologetically, "And I couldn't see his hair or anything. But he had these eyebrows like...." She draws a dramatic tick mark above each eye, "And I think he bleached them. They were like... super duper white-y blonde."

"Bleached blonde?" Rai asks, "Did he have blue eyes too?" She nods slowly, causing Rai to lapse into silence.

"Umm... I'm Abby by the way? Abby Rhodes?" You and Angie exchange a silent look.

>Tell her to forget everything she's seen
>Write in

Also watch that fucking orb, so it wont crawl up someone, or smash it. Don't just forget about it.

Paranoia is healthy, when it comes to mind control. Also check each other and families, when meeting.

>>39236111
Tell her to hide out, so she won't get brain controlled again, and ask if she wants to hang out, and make/get collars to prevent this from happening gain.

>>39236111
>"Well Abby, today's your lucky day because you get to hang out with US now! By which I mean you have a stand - that was the thingy you used to defend yourself - and THAT means that you're now embroiled with this whole affair, like it or not. Come on, let's head back to my place to get you up to speed on all this."

"Well Abby, it's your lucky day, because you get to hang out with US now! You having a stand makes you one of us now, like it or not."

Her eyes shoot open at that, "You guys just showed up and beat the hell out of me, after I wake up in a parking lot. Why the hell would I want to hang out with you kids?"

You smile down at her, "See... I don't think you understand what like it or not means."

Angie gets between you and Abby, "Don't you want to know more about what happened to you? Why you were being mind controlled? Someone USED you to get what they wanted. Doesn't that piss you off?"

Abby's eyes drop for a second. "It... wouldn't be very zen to seek revenge on someone..."

Angie drops down in front of her with Rai. "You know what is Zen? Catching people who hire kids to stab others for them. Doncha think that would fit in with all your hippy dippy ying yang crap?"

Abby frowns at the last part, chewing the inside of her lip. "Fine! I guess I can help out... Just... you can't make me hurt anyone. That's on you. 『Midnight Runner』 isn't much of a fighter in the first place."

>Write in

>>39236392
>"Legit. Let's roll."

>>39236392
Okay. You are stupid, and enjoy to be slave, so you wont have to take responsibility for your actions.

Get some collars, against mind control? Or should I stop pushing for it? No one else seems to want not to be mind controlled with a single touch, and have our allies attack us.

>>39236414
this, so we can move on

You shrug, "Legit. Come on, let's roll."

Abby stands, clutching her gut still, she takes a few limping steps, slapping at her pockets. "Hang on, my keys are in hear... some... whe- AHa!" She clicks them, a shitty looking sedan unlocking. "Pile in." She grunts, easing her door open and gasping in relief as she sits.

The engine wheezes as it turns over and over, Abby nearly floods the engine before it finally turns over, barely managing to kick itself to life. Angie gives you a worried glance, but slips into the front seat, leaving you and Rai to climb in the back.

One of the back seats is just physically missing, leaving Rai to take the middle seat, as you turf a bunch of notebooks and burger wrappers to the floor.

"Alright.. just gimme a minute." Abby wheezes, slamming down some painkillers. "Right, where we going?"

>XioXio's place
>Write in

>>39236717
>XioXio's place

>>39236717
Dunno, scrapyard, or her place maybe?
We are not 100% if she was mind controlled, she might be just lying, and might get mind controlled again. We should not show her where we live. That's just begging to be ambushed.

>>39236765
this head to her place

>>39236765
>>39236717
backing.

"Take us back to your place, we can fill you in on everything that's happened to us at least." She nods, drowning her pills with a water bottle, which Rai proceeds to use to house the fleshy bud thing in, just in case.

"Right. Just gotta kick my room mate out first then." She peels out, heading towards SCU, the city's only university. Pulling up near a dorm building, she grunts heavily as she gets out of her chair, leading the way in.

She quickly peers inside her room, but finds it empty, letting everyone in. It's dark, dank and smells of rotting food. Basically what you'd expect a college dorm to smell like. Abby quickly moves about the room, trashing pizza boxes, used joints and old condoms, before telling everyone to take a seat. "Uhh, most of this mess is my room mates.... just bee tee dubs." She tells everyone, crawling onto her bed. "So what the hell are you three dragging me into?"

Rai sits at a desk, while you and Angie share the spare bed, trying to avoid the stains on the blankets.

"Well... Rai here said you employed him, cash in hand to go around stabbing people with a magical knife. One that gives them stands." You begin, Rai nodding in agreement. "And Angie here was another stand user I met, but she wants to help us out. We figure if someones ordering attacks that give random people magic powers, then they must be up to something. We wanna find out who's behind them and put a stop to it, before the city get ruined."

Abby sucks her teeth noisily, "Huh." She scratches the back of her neck."God, why does Jodie never clean in here?" She leans over, turning a fan on, "But yeah, I don't know anything about this stuff. I've had 『Midnight Runner』 since I was a kid, just like Mom did before she fucked off. But this whole mystery thing? I just...." She shakes her head. "Well now what?" She sniffs at the air again, nose wrinkling.

Rai taps the water bottle housing the flesh bud against his finger, lips pursed.

>We should look for that guy
>Write in

>>39237073
>"Tell us more about Jodie anyway"
So at a guess the place is a dump because whilst she's been MCed for however long she hasn't done any cleaning.

But what about her roommate? Why hasn't SHE done anything about it? Or just generally noticed her behaving weirdly?

So I'm guessing her roommate might be involved with the whole MCing her thing. That or a figment of her imagination.

>>39237073
We should check your roommate, if she has not been mind controlled like you, or if you haven't killed her or something.

What date is it today, and what is the last date Abby remembers?
She could have missed weeks of life, and not yet noticed.

>>39237073
Tell us about your roommate and check timestamps.

You lean forward resting on your knees. "Tell us more about Jodie. How come she didn't sense anything off about you if you were being mind controlled?"

Abby snorts in her throat. "Jodie doesn't notice much if it isn't carrying a bag of pills or packing a ten incher. She barely paid attention to me as it was. She was all.... " Abby flails her arms overhead, shaking her chest about, "WOOOO! If you take my meaning."

"A slut." Angie comments.

"That's a label I don't believe in using." Abby retorts.

"Even though it's what you called her in all but name?" Angie asks, raising her eyebrows. "Lemme guess you're one of those new wave fe-

"Guys!" You interrupt their arguement. "Not the time. Abby. Can you tell us what date you think it is?"

She scratches her neck again. "Uhhhh. The last I remember is..... the sixteenth. Of June that is."

You wince, that was nearly three weeks ago, and you inform her as such. Abby shivers, glancing at her phone screen to confirm. "Oh shit! Man fuck everything about this."

"Even if she was self centred, wouldn't Jodie have noticed anything? Or at least clean the place up?" You ask, shifting your weight, the bedsprings creaking loudly underneath.

Rai gasps loudly, the water bottle he'd been holding jerking violently out of his grip, clattering to the floor, the bud inside ramming itself against the walls, rolling itself out of sight.

>Angie, torch it!
>Write in

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>>39237446
>>Angie, torch it!

The Yeerk's are coming!

They can crawl up our asses confirmed.

Can we please get some protection collars, or something?

>>39237490
How do we know the neck is the only place it can attach to?

>>39237446
>Angie, torch it!

>>39237537
We don't. I assume that they need to have tendrils near brain, and neck is best place for it, otherwise it wouldn't be on exposed place as neck.

You got better ideas?

And roll me a d100 for torching

>>39237567
Don't get grabbed to begin with?

Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>39237601

Rolled 24 (1d100)

>>39237601

Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>39237601

>>39237604
They might crawl on us while we sleep, or get tosed at us from behind.
+There are NPC's to worry about.

"Angie, quick! Torch it!" You yell, pointing at the water bottle, trying to escape under your bed.

"『Girl In the Fire 』 " Angie cries, clenching her fist as her stand materialises, a flame leaping up on the water bottle melting the water bottle instantly, releasing a thick acrid smoke, as the water evaporates.

Coughing and wheezing, you swat teh smoke and steam away, peering over the side of the bed, you see that the clump of flesh has been reduced to ash finally, just a pile of soot left on Abby's carpet.

"Phew." Rai breathes. "I thought it was dead by now."

"Guess I should clean that up..." Abby groans, casting about, she pulls a dustpan out of her wardrobe, climbing off her bed. "Someone's gotta clean this place uUUUAHHHHH!" She devolves into a scream midsentence, dropping the dustpan and flailing backwards, pointing under the bed you're on. "J-Jodie?"

You, Angie and Rai all clamber around to get a look. A redheaded girl is lying under the bed, deep, dark red stain left in the carpet around her, eyes unmoving and staring fowards. Flies are crawling over her open lips.

"Oh god." Angie retches, covering her mouth, Rai looks away, looking about ready to cry.

>What do?

>>39237785
>"Everyone out into the corridor for now. I think I have an idea about what happened."
Lel, roommate got killed by MCed Abby.

>>39237785
Use a stand to get the body out from under the bed and check for cause of death.

>>39237785
Be careful the dead body might be incubating mind control bug eggs or some shit like that.

Also discuss what to do.
Ask Abby what she wants to do, if up to us just burn the body. Unless Abby wants to do something stupid. Then argue with her.

You carefully send 『Kiss From a Rose』 forward to drag the body out from under the bed. It sticks obscenely to the carpet blood having dried them together, like and old lollypop, caked in spit.

With a tearing sound, the body comes loose, and your stand pulls it out, the smell of mould and rot growing stronger than before. Angie retches again, vomiting in her mouth.

"We have to see what did her in." You mumble, quelling your disgust. No obvious wounds on her front side, no blood or anything. You have 『Kiss From a Rose』 flip the corpse, and your disgust ratches up a notch, as you see the huge dent in her skull, a fist sized hole in the back of her head, maggots crawling about the entrance, pecking at the girls bashed in brains.

"Jesus. I-I killed her." Abby groans, having gone green. Rai turns away, unable to look. "That's the size of 『Midnight Runner』's fist. What the hell do we do about this?"

>>39238113
Pacifist my ass, you did this...
Well we can eather go to the corrupt ass police we have, and you can turn yourself in, or we can burn the body, and pretend this never happened.

Problem is that you are dumb bitch that probably rat us out, because you "feel guilty", and put us all in prison for conspiracy to hide body.

I dunno what to do Abby. You decide.
I better not regret helping you.

>>39238202
what the hell is your problem with her? she was being mind controlled

>>39238202
...not sure if you realise that Abby was under the MC influence when murdering her roomie and being unecessarily dumb IC or if you're just retarded yourself.

>>39238113
Well I know the police are crooked in this town first hand, One of them tried to kill me with a stand. So we can either leave her here or give her a cremation. Sorry Abby.

>>39238222
>>39238224
We don't fucking know about mind control. Only proof we have is getto kid supporting the person, who he is working for (stabbing people with knife working), and a weird bug.

Also IMO Abby is a stupid cunt, who attacked us, and has corpses under her bed. Just saying.

>>39238396
>who attacked us
>and has corpses under her bed

Because of MIND CONTROL, again, not her fault.

>>39238113
Cremate her, no way we trust the cops on this.

You suppress the urge to throw up as well, rolling the body onto its back again. "Look Abby, you have two choices here. You can leave for the police to find, raising a whole bunch of questions for crooked cops to ask you. Or we can cremate her, pretend she just went missing, and you know nothing."

Angie stumbles over to Abby's bin, vomiting into it, as Abby deliberates, hyperventilating rapidly. "I didn't like her.... but she didn't deserve this." She mumbles to herself.

You can see Rai's shoulders shaking now, as he wipes at his face, back still facing you.

"I guess... we'll have to get rid of her." Abby finally sighs. "But we can't do it here. That'll only raise more questions."

Angie wipes her mouth, pointedly looking away from the body. "I... think I know a place. Down by Lake Corrizo, there's an abandoned sewer pipe I stayed in for a while. Water department shut it off, no one in there but rats and homeless these days."

"Sounds like a plan." You grunt, "Alright. We need a way to cover her while we move her." Still looking anywhere but at the body, Angie grabs at Jodie's blanket, tossing it over the corpse, sighing in relief.

You wrap the body properly, before hiking it over your shoulder, sending Angie and Rai ahead to make sure the path is clear, the boy still sniffing as Abby grabs her keys up.

You make it to Abby's car unmolested, putting Jodie in the trunk, Rai and Angie having already taken the back seat, you quickly climb into the passengers'.

Abby takes off towards the lake, her car wheezing down the highway, before taking the off ramp, weaving down side streets towards, every on edge.

You jump as you hear a cop siren blare to life behind you, signalling Abby to pull over. She starts hyperventilating again, knuckles going white on the wheel, as she slowly pulls over to the side of the road.

(cont)

"Ohshitohfuckohshitohfuckohshitohfuck." She repeats to herself, as the cop gets out of their car, heading towards Abby's window.

He knocks on Abby's window, telling her to wind it down. She glances at you, before slowly unrolling it.

"Can I help you!?" She asks, voice tight.

The cop raises an eyebrow, "Ma'am, do you have any idea why I pulled you over?"

Abby freezes completely, at a loss for words, staring dead ahead, her foot coming off the brake, hovering over the gas.

"Ma'am?" The cop repeats, eyes wandering over the car, peering in at Angie and Rai.

>"Floor it!"
>Write in

>>39238542
Cop has our license plate.
Might as well talk it out, but if he goes for his radio, we are killing him.

We got bounty on our head, and cops seem to be hunting heads for mafia.

Its probably just busted headlight or some shit.

>>39238542
Sorry Sir, Abby sometimes gets panic attacks. What's the problem?

>>39238575
>Its probably just busted headlight or some shit.
Abby was probably speeding.

"Sorry sir." You speak up. "Abby doesn't usually get panic attacks like this. She's just never been pulled over before."

The cop nods, leaning down next to her. "Oh I'm sorry sweetheart. I didn't mean ta scare ya none. I'm sorry about all this, I just had to pull you over. You were going fifteen miles over the limit on this road."

Abby glances at him, nodding rapidly. "Yes sir, sorry sir."

The cop nods, "Well... you don't seem the type to cause much trouble. If you promise me ya won't do it again, I'll let ya off without a ticket. Can ya do that?"

Abby nods again. "Yes sir. Sorry sir." She intonates.

He smiles, "Good girl." He reaches in and pats her on the shoudler. "See, ain't all us cops bad guys. You kids go awn n' have a good night." He pats the roof of the car twice and starts to walk back towards his car, as Abby visibly deflates in her seat.

"I think I peed a little then." She whispers, putting the car back into drive. You make it to lake, following Angie's directions, Abby drives off road, heading for a pipe among the scrub.

"There!" Angie points, as Abby pulls over. You climb out, hauling Jodie's body over your shoulder, telling Angie to make sure the way is clear.

"Damn it!" She whispers, peering in. "There's some guys camped out in here. Friends of friends." You peer in as well, a bunch of homeless dudes are all huddled around a bin fire, similar to how you met Angie, rotating a rat on a stick.

>Angie, try and talk to them, get them outside
>Send your stand to deal with them
>Write in

>>39238967
Do we have any money? if so give them some cash to step out for a while.

Also we should try to comfort Abby a bit. Today she was attacked by some thugs, hit in the back by a brick, learned she's been missing for a few weeks, and learned she killed someone. That can mess someone up.

>>39238967
Just go somewhere else. Drive like 3 miles down the road, go off road for a bit(till not seen fro road), put her in a pit, and burn her.

>>39239023
Its not like there is fucking lack of places to bury bodies. Anywhere out of town will do, and we don't need no witnesses.

Could we use our stand to use the girl as fertilizer and grow something out of her? Life out of death and all that symbolic jazz? It'd also be harder to find the body...

>>39238967
>Angie, try and talk to them, get them outside
Hand her some dosh to grease wheels if need be.

>>39239094
Why the fuck are we paying homeless people, when we can literally go anywhere else for same results?

This increases amount of witnesses,who sell us out for a can of beer.

Alrighty, we got some suggestions

>Pay em out
>Drive down the road, put her in a pit

>>39239170
>>Drive down the road, put her in a pit

Why the fuck would we want witnesses, and loss of money? Its not like we have money, from our Madam's pepper empire.

>>39239202
Pepperfag butthurt he couldn't sit on a log and be boring.

>>39239170
>>Drive down the road, put her in a pit

>>39239170
>Drive down the road, put her in a pit

"Well, we can't risk any more witnesses then we already have. Let's just find somewhere else to put her." You grunt, heading back for the car.

"But.... no one ever goes deeper into that tunnel. Like, sixty feet at most." Angie insists, but you just shake your head, telling Abby to get moving as Angie piles back in.

Abby heads down the road a couple more miles, heading out of town now, the last of the suburbs giving way to desert. "Right. Pull over anywhere." You instruct.

Abby drives off the road going west for about five minutes, until you decide its been long enough. Everyone clambers out, as you collectively dig a grave with everyone's stands, shovelling dirt aside. When you've got it about four feet deep, you grab the body from the car once again, jumping in and lowering Jodie to the ground, before heaving yourself back out.

Abby stares down into the grave, tears running down her cheeks, voice choked. "Jodie... we might not have got along. You stole my stuff, you fucked boys I liked and never cleaned... but you didn't deserve what I did to you."

Rai tries to make the cross over his chest, but does it backwards, clearly unfamiliar with the action.

"Um. Sorry I called you a slut?" Angie offers, still looking kinda sickly.

Everyone tips the sand back in, flattening the the mound down as much as you can, before climbing back into the car.

"Okay. I've seen way to many dead people today." Angie comments, leaning her head forward against Abby's headrest. "First the cop, now this."

Abby stares straightforward in the drivers seat, "Three weeks of my life are gone, and I killed someone. I... what do I even say?"

She sighs, turning the engine over and pulls back onto the road. "So are we done tonight then?" She asks. "Can I be done?"

>Yeah, drop us at my place
>Write in

>>39239559
"Are you gonna be alright? This isn't the kinda thing you just brush off. You want someone to like look after you or something?"

>>39239559
"I know you probably don't want to be involved, but whoever the person who controlled you is, they aren't going to stop now. We need to find them before more people get killed."

>>39239559
Wait, we didn't burn the body? Errrr...

>>39239559
>Yeah, drop us at my place
I figure we send Rai on his way, put Angie on cooking duty and then go try console Abby in private.

Do we have the space for another person to stay the night? 'Cus Abby's heading back to her filthy corpse infested hellhole otherwise.

>>39239559
Did we burn the body?

Because we don't need it dug up by coyotes or something.

>Drop us in town. Tell her to be careful, because the person that mind controlled her might do it again, or kill her to get rid of evidence. Also house cleanup. there is corpse juice everywhere.

>>39239615
Don't show a likely mind control victim our house.

>>39239559
Stay with me for the night, not healthy being at your place right now.

The person who did this to you won't stop, I hope you realize that.

You lay a hand on her shoulder, "Listen, the person who's behind this isn't going to stop, just because we cleaned up a body. Whoever it is, they're still out there."

Abby nods slowly, "Yeah.... I just... can't. Not any more tonight."

You nod. "Listen. If you want, you can stay the night at my place too. So you don't have to go back to your dorm? You don't want to be sleeping next to that."

Abby smiles softly at that. "I- thanks. For someone who beat the living shit out of me... you're a good person."

She turns the car just before you reach the road, and Angie lets her stand loose, clicking its fingers and aiming at the grave. "Done." Angie grunts, "She's bur- cremated down there."

Abby nods, before taking off down the road, as you guide her back to town. You drop Rai off first.

He hops out of the backseat, turning to face you on the sidewalk. You apologe for all the stuff he had to see, rolling your window down.

He bites his lip, staring at the ground. "I- I'm glad I was there. If it wasn't for me, you might've killed Abby too."

>Good hussle today kid.
>Write in

>>39239784
>"Yeah... Thanks for stopping me..."
>Muse on how we almost totally killed Abby

>>39239784
Yeah thanks for stopping me. Good hustle.

>>39239784
Umm what are we gonna do about mum?

We keep on inviting creepy people over. We should call her ahead and ask. Also get some shampoo for that corpse juice, and singed clothing smell washed off.

Also can we discuss ways to avoid us,or our allies, getting mind controlled?

Also Abby's phone might be tracked or her parents/relatives/friends be attacked or whatever.

You nod slowly. "Yeah... thanks for stopping me." You take a moment to reflect in your instinctive jump to violence. "Well listen, thanks Rai. Good hussle."

Rai smiles a little, "If there's anything you can expect from a Stroheim, it's a level head." He promises, before turning back towards his house.

Abby drives to your house in silence. Thankfully, Mom's car is gone, she's probably over at Ed's again tonight, not that you can blame her. Anniversary week and all. You let the two girls in, kicking the rug a little to the left, covering a patch of the mismatched wood that fixed the hole in the floor.

"Welcome to casa Xiong." You gesture about, "Angie does the cooking, I do the cleaning and the gardening." You realise you never gave her your name. "Oh yeah, call me Xioxio."

Abby nods, looking around, a frown slowly breaking out across her face. "Thanks. I think I'm going to bed now. Am I crashing on the couch then?"

You chew your lip, the house only good places to crash in the house are your bed, Mom's and the couch, which Angie already took last night.

Angie mutters something about making dinner, showing you a note from Mom that was on the fridge. She says she'll be home sometime in the next few days, her and Ed are going to a B&B.

"Thanks for the warning Mom." You mutter.

>Write in

>>39240229
We should read those biology books, and do some gardening.

>>39240229
>"Want a shower first? "
>Offer her mum's bed

>>39240229
You can crash on Mom's bed as long as you don't mess it up too much. Show her the showers.

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"You can crash on my Mom's bed. Just try not to mess it up too much, okay?" Abby nods running her dirty hands through her hair. "And the showers are upstairs, second on the left, just outside my room. You wanna get cleaned up?"

"God yes!" Abby gasps, heading for the steps, "Nothing I need more than a hot shower right now."

"She might be kind of a hypocrite.. but I still feel bad for her." Angie mutters, walking up beside you, stirring a bowl of eggs. "I mean... what happened to her, that's gotta fuck you up in the head, right?" You think back to how despondent Angie had been just over seeing the cop eat her gun earlier, as you hear the bathroom door shut overhead.

"I hope she toughs it out." You reply, "We should help clean up her carpet some time. "We have plenty of that blood cleaner stuff for my clothes lying around here somewhere...."

Angie nods, "I'm just surprised your mom hasn't figured out what's happening yet. I mean the whole police thing, and the interrogations and everything..."

You shrug, "I covered my tracks well."

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Tdu4uKSZ3M

Angie wanders back to the kitchen, frying the eggs up. "Yeah well... let's hope that Jodie stays covered well too. Don't want that coming back to bite us in the ass. Didn't you say Crakehall already has it out for you? And if he comes looking for you, he'll probably catch me around here." She shakes the pan over the cooker, spreading the heat

"We burnt the body." You shrug, "We should be fine."

Angie nods, smiling with your reassurance. "Right."Boobada bappi!" She laughs, turning back to the frying pan, turfing the omelette onto a plate, flecks of salt and rosemary run through it. "Here, grandpa's old recipe, eat up! Frittata della stile Zeppelli!" She says in a caricature Italian accent, wild hand gesture included.

>End of Episode 5

>>39240754
Thanks for running Chuckles.

>>39240754
Oh shit, she's a Zeppelli, we're going to need some damned good rolls to keep her alive through the rest of the quest.

Thanks for running.
Cleaning her place up is gonna suck ass.

>>39240754
Thanks for the tread Chuckles!

Also we should go loot a mattress, in case we need more sleeping space?

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>>39240992
>mattressfag cant shut up about his mattress fetish, even outside of bgq

>>39241067
At least I am not the cowhands guy.

>>39241088
i thought you two were the same person, or at least he brought up mattresses too
either way fuck off you arent funny