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>>39849138
Previously - We got to relive one of Elijah Brinwell's more troubling memories. We then discovered the reason for our strange behavior, we carefully considered whether our 'grandfather' was insane and realized we are not 100% human. We then went on a lunch date with Jessie, which was interrupted by the drama that has sparked off between Anna and Toby. Unfortunately, it seems resolving that drama will have to wait until we defeat Jose, who appears to want us dead.

Archive - http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Sins+of+the+father

>>39849243
So basically grandpa Eli screwing his long time friend once got his brother Samuel after him and started a war?

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Jose has always been an alright guy. Polite, generous and with a certain genuine charm that drew people towards him. He's always been something like the opposite of his brother. Whereas his brother was boisterous and belligerent, Jose always seemed subdued and accommodating. Even twelve years since you first met him, you can't help but imagine the curly haired boy who once gave you half of his lunch because you dropped yours.

That's what makes it so hard to believe that Jose seems to want you dead. Covered from the neck down in an extensive array of geometric tattoos, Jose's current appearance seems to clash with the image you've always maintained of him. But that's not quite as important as the threat he now seems to pose. Though he stands almost eight meters away, he seems to be bellowing something and thrust his tattoo covered arm at you and Toby. In response, a number of his tattoos flash.


And with that, the world slows to a crawl. Jose, Toby, even that ladybug buzzing near Jose's ear seem to slow down as if you've thrown all of them into slow-motion somehow. But that is not quite as important as the lance of scorching fire that seems to be hurtling towards you and Toby. For a brief, BRIEF moment you consider just what that's going to do to the front of Anna's house; they only just finished painting.

Well, better decide how you're getting out of this one.

A) Dive out of the way; YOU'LL probably be fine...not too sure about Toby
B) Push Toby out of the way; you might get blasted but at least he'll be fine
C) Slam the front door closed and hope it holds; at least that way, you're banking both of your lives on the same thing
D) Push Toby in front of the fire; he'd make an alright meat shield.
E) Write In

>>39849540
>B) Push Toby out of the way; you might get blasted but at least he'll be fine

>>39849540
>B) Push Toby out of the way; you might get blasted but at least he'll be fine

>>39849540
>B) Push Toby out of the way; you might get blasted but at least he'll be fine

>>39849540
>B) Push Toby out of the way; you might get blasted but at least he'll be fine

>>39849540
>D) Push Toby in front of the fire; he'd make an alright meat shield.

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>>39849540
Well, you've always made a habit of helping your friends in need and it seems this time will be no different. Slamming Toby into Toby with your shoulder, you attempt to force him off of his feet and into the corner of the entrance way. Unfortunately, surprised, Toby grabs hold of your backpack strap, twirling you around so the blast of fire meets you with your back turned.

Immediately, the world spins into a dizzying tumble of pain. Skidding to a halt, you attempt to stand and fail, your legs buckling underneath you. You are in some serious pain right now and your hearing seems to be shot in one ear.

Well shit, thank god Toby is such a screw-up or you might've died. It seems your backpack acted as a shield from most of that blast because you can see it's smoldering remains lying on Anna's upturned couch and your back, doesn't feel too bad, beyond what feels like extensive bruising.

All in all, you're not too bad off for having just taken a blast of fire.

Unfortunately, it seems Jose has no intent on giving you time to rest as he barrels right past the scorched doorway, the cowering Toby and seems to be gunning right for you.

Crap! Time to get up and...

A) Tackle Jose at the waist; keep this up close and personal to avoid taking another of those blasts
B) Grab something and try to hit him with it; with your dominant hand still hurt from earlier, no way you can handle him unarmed
C) Run away; the stairway to the second floor is closer to you than him, but you will have to run towards him to make it there
D) Try and make peace; maybe he's not as homicidal as he seems
E) Write In

>>39849979
>A

>>39849979
>B) Grab something and try to hit him with it; with your dominant hand still hurt from earlier, no way you can handle him unarmed

>>39849979
E) Pick up something and throw it at him then escape to the stairway.

>>39849979
>A) Tackle Jose at the waist; keep this up close and personal to avoid taking another of those blasts

>>39849979
>A) Tackle Jose at the waist; keep this up close and personal to avoid taking another of those blasts

Also so we can hit him with our non-injured hand. Or our forehead. Or our teeth.

>>39849979
B) Grab something and try to hit him with it; with your dominant hand still hurt from earlier, no way you can handle him unarmed

>>39849979
>B) Grab something and try to hit him with it; with your dominant hand still hurt from earlier, no way you can handle him unarmed


I knew I was right to put points into ambidexrous.

>>39849979
B) Grab something and try to hit him with it; with your dominant hand still hurt from earlier, no way you can handle him unarmed

>>39849979
Scrambling to your feet, you lunge towards Jose just as he seems about ready to let loose another blast of fire. Slamming into his stomach with your shoulder, you force him backwards a step or two until he slips on the bunched up carpet and tumbles backwards....right through the Lee's glass coffee table.

Grunting, Jose attempt to arch his back, perhaps to throw you off or something, but in either case, you show no concern as you grab onto his throat with your injured right hand. As you rear back to drive a punch into his face, Jose stops squirming just long enough to give you a perfect shot.

The blow lands with a satisfying sound, and you know you've made solid contact with his jaw. Unfortunately, your elation is short lived; you weren't trained to throw a punch with your left hand, so your wind-up is taking longer than usual.

As such, Jose has just enough time to shout something and strike you with a blow to your stomach. For a moment, you think you might throw up, the blow is so heavy. Despite the fact that he could not have possibly put more force than what could be generated through the simple extension of his arm, Jose has hit you harder than anyone has in recent memory.

Eyes bulging, you see Jose is winding back for another blow, split lip be damned. Interestingly, you can see the carpet has been discolored a dull red around where Jose is arching his back

A) Throw a punch; he might hit with the force of a car crash but you've got the advantage considering he's lying in broken glass on his arched back
B) Press down as hard as you can; force Jose to stop arching his back and then hit him with a headbutt
C) Lift him out of the glass and then slam him back down; he might not expect that and it might give you a chance to consider your next move
D) Grab a chunk of broken glass and try to stab him with it; better make use of your surroundings

>>39850439
>D) Grab a chunk of broken glass and try to stab him with it; better make use of your surroundings

>>39850439
>C) Lift him out of the glass and then slam him back down; he might not expect that and it might give you a chance to consider your next move
JOHN CENA MODE ACTIVATE

>>39850439
>D) Grab a chunk of broken glass and try to stab him with it; better make use of your surroundings

>>39850439
>D) Grab a chunk of broken glass and try to stab him with it; better make use of your surroundings

>>39850439
>D) Grab a chunk of broken glass and try to stab him with it; better make use of your surroundings

>>39850439
D) Grab a chunk of broken glass and try to stab him with it; better make use of your surroundings
and bite him

>>39850439
C) Lift him out of the glass and then slam him back down; he might not expect that and it might give you a chance to consider your next move

>>39850439
>D) Grab a chunk of broken glass and try to stab him with it; better make use of your surroundings

>>39850439
Abandoning the idea of trading blows with him, you instead begin searching the pile around you for a chunk of glass. Just as you find one, Jose nails you with another blow, this time, he's aimed a bit higher and to the left. A loud crack can be heard and you nearly fall face first onto him; it seems he's at least cracked one of your ribs.

However, instead of falling, you tighten your grip on the chunk of glass you've found and bring it up and then down. The stab is blocked, as Jose uses the hand he hasn't been using to pummel you to grab hold of your descending wrist. Desperate, you take your weight off of his throat and grab hold of his arm, only for him to do the same.

Now you too are in something of a contest of strength. He is attempting to keep the chunk of glass from punching into his solar plexus and you are attempting to drive it in with all of your strength and weight. Grunting and straining the two of you remain locked, Jose somehow strong enough to hold you at bay as he arches upwards with all he has.

Damn it! He got lucky with that last shot; you're having trouble placing all of your weight down without putting yourself in agonizing pain.

In fact, you are so distracted with the ache in your ribs and the struggle that you don't notice the pounding of feet coming from below you and towards the front door. Finally, a sharp scream pierces the air and causes both you and Jose to glance to your right.

It's Anna. She appears to have finally ascended to the ground floor and is kneeling beside her mother, staring at Jose and you. Toby is still cowering

A) Say "Get over here and help me!"
B) Forget Anna; chomp down on Jose's fingers and try to get him to stop holding you off
C) Drop the chunk of glass and get the hell out of here with Anna and Toby; Jose is on his back, no way he can get up to catch you....right?
D) Spit in Jose's face and hope that distracts him; worst case scenario, at least you got to spit in his face
E) Write In

>>39850902
B) Forget Anna; chomp down on Jose's fingers and try to get him to stop holding you off

>>39850902
>B) Forget Anna; chomp down on Jose's fingers and try to get him to stop holding you off

>>39850902
>A) Say "Get over here and help me!"

>>39850902
As much as I'd love to spit in his face,
>B) Forget Anna; chomp down on Jose's fingers and try to get him to stop holding you off

>>39850902
>E) Write In
"Get help!"

>>39850902
>B) Forget Anna; chomp down on Jose's fingers and try to get him to stop holding you off

>>39850902
>D) Spit in Jose's face and hope that distracts him; worst case scenario, at least you got to spit in his face

B
Never split your attention when someone is trying to kill you

>>39850920
>>39850958
>>39850986
>>39851020
I dunno, gents, it seems Eli gets a bit too "enthusiastic" when he tastes human, i don't think biting some guys fingers in public is a good idea if Eli ends up eating them, soo

>D) Spit in Jose's face and hope that distracts him; worst case scenario, at least you got to spit in his face

>>39850902
Turning back suddenly, you latch onto Jose's fingers with your teeth and bite down as hard as you can. Blood fills your mouth and.....and.....

Finally, managed to get this prey. For a moment, you consider continuing to bite, maybe getting down to the bone with your fangs and hearing the prey squeal. That would be fun. But priorities always come first, especially for a predator. So, leaning back you get back into position, though, this time, you are no longer pressing down with all of your weight; just a fraction of it and the strength of your upper body.

Establishing eye contact with Jose, you can see the fear in his eyes. That's good. Prey should know when it's going to die; it makes the struggling more fun. Pushing with all the force in your body, the chunk of glass creeps closer and closer to Jose's flesh. As it does so, you continue to hold his gaze, a toothy grin spreading across your face just as the glass begins to bite into flesh.

"I want you to know" you whisper as Jose's eyes widen, fear and pain overwhelming conscious thought "I will put your flesh to good use". As the chunk of glass slides home, finally too far into his flesh to push any deeper with the hold you have on it, you lunge forwards.

Blood fills your mouth as you chomp down on Jose's throat. Snarling as he begins to gasp, you rip and tear with your fangs. Odd, they shouldn't be this dull, should they? Whatever. The food's good. So good. The best. For a moment, you mentally applaud yourself for choosing to wait before getting something to eat; food always tasted better when you were hungry.

The prey has finally stopped moving, but that's alright; the meat is warm and you're very hungry. Rearing up, you turn to look at the other two prey. They appear to be huddled in the corner, only a few meters away. You could probably get to them before they bolt, should you choose to, but you're still hungry....plus this meat has something to it....something special.


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>>39851321
We cannot escape our hunger, anon.

>>39851321
What this guy said, going Wendio in front of our friends sure is a good way to scare them off.

>>39851321
>>39851365
>>39851367
>>39851371
Welp, I guess I was too late

>>39851380
(ex)-friends = witnesses
Do we leave them alive?

>>39851365
Rearing up to your full height you, which is really quite small for one of your kind, odd, make your way over to the 'door' of the prey's 'domicile'. Ignoring the whimpers and the pleas of the prey, you use the remains of the other prey to slam the door shut, swinging it about with one arm. Odd, you should have swung it much harder than that. Whatever.

Taking a seat beside the prey living prey, you establish eye contact with the more dominant of the two; the female.

A) Say "Where am I, Kine? And why am I so small and weak?"
B) Brush the tears from her face and ask "Would you prefer to watch me eat before I kill you, or would you prefer for me to kill you and then eat at my leisure?"
C) Simply stare at them as you eat; you're still pretty hungry and you don't want the meat to get cold
D) Get a grip! You are not a Wendigo......right?
E) Write In

>>39851521
>B) Brush the tears from her face and ask "Would you prefer to watch me eat before I kill you, or would you prefer for me to kill you and then eat at my leisure?"

>>39851521
>A) Say "Where am I, Kine? And why am I so small and weak?"
Followed by
>D) Get a grip! You are not a Wendigo......right?

>>39851521
>A) Say "Where am I, Kine? And why am I so small and weak?"

>>39851521
>D) Get a grip! You are not a Wendigo......right?
GOTTA GET A GRIP

>>39851521
A) Say "Where am I, Kine? And why am I so small and weak?"

>>39851521
> B) Brush the tears from her face and ask "Would you prefer to watch me eat before I kill you, or would you prefer for me to kill you and then eat at my leisure?"

My play to win side says D, but this makes for a better story so

>>39851521
A and D

>>39851543
Seconded

>>39851521
A) Say "Where am I, Kine? And why am I so small and weak?"

>>39851521
>A) Say "Where am I, Kine? And why am I so small and weak?"
and
>D) Get a grip! You are not a Wendigo......right?

>>39851521
>A) Say "Where am I, Kine? And why am I so small and weak?"
then
>D) Get a grip! You are not a Wendigo......right?

>>39851521
>A) Say "Where am I, Kine? And why am I so small and weak?"

>>39851521
>D) Get a grip! You are not a Wendigo......right?
Never go full monster.

>>39851619
Our lunch disagrees.

>>39851628
Our friends are not lunch.

>>39851521
>D) Get a grip! You are not a Wendigo......right?

>>39851652
I'm talking about the guy we're eating.

https://youtu.be/LHJbE_kfybs?t=15s until 0:28

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>>39851619

I'm not advocating killing them, just to show the monster a little bit.

> B)
> D)

>>39851521
A then D.

>>39851680
I'm getting more of a Tokyo Ghoul vibe, honestly.

>>39851746
>I'm different from you monsters!
Sounds right

>>39851746
With the reluctant/eager cannibal and being at war with yourself and you dual natures? yeah,

>>39851521
>A) Say "Where am I, Kine? And why am I so small and weak?"
and
>D) Get a grip! You are not a Wendigo......right?

>>39851521
"Where am I Kine? And why am I so small and weak?" you ask. It's a valid question; most of your kind are about half a again as tall as you are currently, so being this small could be an actual threat to your health.

The prey stares at you, obviously terrified, but you can see confusion blossoming on it's immutable features. Seriously, how did prey survive so long with features so immobile?

"I, y-y-you're at my house" the prey squeaks out, gesturing at the messy domicile around you. Sighing, you consider taking one of her fingers off for that, but remember that Anna likes to eat cheese snacks in her room and probably has a bunch of dried cheese dust on her hands.

Wait, what's an Anna? Wait, no, Anna is your best friend....Who are you? How did you get so much blood in your mouth? How did you survive that fight with Jose? How are you still upright when you're so tired and dizzy?

"How the hell do I keep getting dragged into this crap?" you whisper as you fall backwards, eyelids too heavy to keep up.


http://vocaroo.com/i/s0c6XW0Bpvtl
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>>39852335
"-e call the police!?" someone yells, waking you from your much needed nap. Groaning, you struggle to undo the sheets that are keeping you trapped. That happens every now and then, you tend to toss and turn in your sleep, so your sheets sometimes get all tangled and leave you unable to move when you want to.

Wow, the sheets are really tangled up, huh?

Cracking open your eyes, you blink rapidly at the irritatingly bright light streaming through the window. Odd. You never get up early enough to see the sunrise. Even weirder, you don't seem to be in your bed...or have any sheets. Instead, it looks kind of like you're in Anna's living room, tied to a chair facing the window.

For a moment, you remain confused... but then the haze of sleep lifts from your mind and you recall all of what happened. All of it. Including your impromptu 'lunch with Jose'. Groaning, you hear the hushed conversation coming from behind you stop. You can't quite make out the voices, but you recognize the one who yelled earlier to be Toby's voice.

...How are you gonna explain any of this?

A) "Uh, guys...it'd be easier to explain all of this to you if I could just see you"
B) "I know what happened was crazy, but you have to listen to me. I'm not a threat anymore, I swear."
C) "Where did either of you even learn to tie knots?"
D) Say nothing; test to see how secure the knots are before saying or doing anything else
E) Write in

>>39852568
>C) "Where did either of you even learn to tie knots?"
>A) "Uh, guys...it'd be easier to explain all of this to you if I could just see you"

>>39852568
>B) "I know what happened was crazy, but you have to listen to me. I'm not a threat anymore, I swear."
I did save you asses from getting blasted to ash. Remember me pushing you out of the way of whatever the fuck Jose' did Toby?

>>39852599
+1

>>39852568
B) "I know what happened was crazy, but you have to listen to me. I'm not a threat anymore, I swear."

>>39852568
>D) Say nothing; test to see how secure the knots are before saying or doing anything else

>>39852568
>D) Say nothing; test to see how secure the knots are before saying or doing anything else

>>39852599
This.

>>39852599
This

>>39852568
>C) "Where did either of you even learn to tie knots?"
>A) "Uh, guys...it'd be easier to explain all of this to you if I could just see you"

>>39852568
For a moment you consider testing the security of these knots, but you quickly put that idea aside; even if you did get out, there's no telling how your friends would react and you're probably far too battered to even consider straining against your binds. "Where did either of you even learn to tie knots?" you ask. For a moment, there's no answer and then you hear Toby, only a few feet behind you responding "I-I was in the boy scouts before I moved to Toronto". For some reason, the idea of Toby, subdued, insecure Toby as a boy scout draws a chuckle from you.

"Well, look, guys. I can't promise it'll make any sense, but it'd be easier to explain all of this to you if you'd just step where I can see you". Immediately, Anna appears on the edge of your vision, holding what appears to be a steak knife in her hands. She's visibly shaking and you can see that she's still frightened of you....jeez. Even tied to a chair, beaten up and with one working hand, you frighten her.

Just how scary are you when you go Wendigo?

"Okay, so, I suggest you guys grab a seat; this may take a while" you say as you jerk your chin at the couch across from you. It's the only thing in Anna's living room, that you can see, anyways, that came out undamaged from your confrontation with Jose. Though he looks tentative, you see Toby walk to the couch and sit, a baseball draped across his lap. Anna soon takes a seat beside him, no longer shaking quite so bad, but still frightened.

A) "I'm involved in some serious shit; Madoka magica level shit"
B) "My 'grandpa' is actually an inhuman ancestor of mine who has dragged my family and I into his blood feud"
C) "Now this is a story all about how.."
D) "I'm sorry about all of this; I thought I could protect you from it...but I don't think I can"
E) Write In

>>39853192
>A) "I'm involved in some serious shit; Madoka magica level shit"

>>39853192
>A) "I'm involved in some serious shit; Madoka magica level shit"
Anna at least should get it.

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>>39853192
>C) "Now this is a story all about how.."

>>39853192
>A) "I'm involved in some serious shit; Madoka magica level shit"

>>39853192
>B) "My 'grandpa' is actually an inhuman ancestor of mine who has dragged my family and I into his blood feud"

>>39853192
>B) "My 'grandpa' is actually an inhuman ancestor of mine who has dragged my family and I into his blood feud"

"Madoka Magica level shit" I actually find pretty interesting, though. I'm pretty sure Urobuchi only ended up writing Madoka the way he did because of some realizations he made about himself as a writer while working on Fate/Zero. At the very least, he shared these thoughts in the afterword of one of the Fate/Zero volumes.

>>39853192
> "You know that trope in anime? Ordinary high school boy discovers one day that he has magical powers and it turns his world up side down? Well..."

>>39853253
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hBe0VCso0qs

>>39853192
>B) "My 'grandpa' is actually an inhuman ancestor of mine who has dragged my family and I into his blood feud"

Additionally the people he's at war with? They believe in scorched earth, killing the family, the family of the family ,and all their friends too.

>>39853192
>A) "I'm involved in some serious shit; Madoka magica level shit"

>>39853311
I like this one. Be sure to say you are half-demon/youkai

>>39853302
>I'm pretty sure Urobuchi only ended up writing Madoka the way he did because of some realizations he made about himself as a writer while working on Fate/Zero
The butcher was always like that, see Saya no Uta which came out a full 3 years prior.

>>39853192
>A) "I'm involved in some serious shit; Madoka magica level shit"

>>39853378
Saya no Uta ends either the MC in an insane asylum, damn near every major character dead, or the EXTINCTION OF THE GODDAMN HUMAN RACE.

Meanwhile Madoka, at least the TV series, ends with one girl becoming a goddess to make the world a better place.

That's a pretty huge difference. Sure, Madoka still drags you through hell to get there, but it's a largely happy ending. And for Urobuchi, that's rare.

Seriously though, read through his afterword from the first volume of Fate Zero. It's practically Gen formulating a prototype for Madoka while bitching about only being able to write tragedies.
https://baka-tsuki.org/project/index.php?title=Fate/Zero:Volume_1_Postface_1

>>39853192
"I'm involved in some serious shit" you say, prompting Anna to giggle. She seems less amused by what you said and far more hysterical, from the sound of her laughter. "Madoka magica level shit" you finish, glancing at Toby before snapping your eyes back to Anna. Amazingly she has gone even paler. Smiling apologetically at her, you nod ever so slightly. "Yeah....I know".

"I'm sorry. You know what?" Toby asks. Right. Toby has always been more of a romantic-comedy anime fan. He focused more on series like Toradora or Fruits Basket. "Uhhh, think Sailor Moon written by Stephen King and G.R.R. Martin" you say, prompting Toby to nod as if he understood. He's probably just being accomadating, but he'll get the general gist, at least.

"Look, the point is, this may be the first, but it certainly won't be the last time this stuff gets dragged onto our doorsteps. I hate to admit it, but as far as I know, there's only one way to stop people from coming to kill us. Unfortunately, it requires you guys to trust me again.....so, tell me, is that a possibility?"

The question hangs in the air, heavy and awkward. Toby and Anna keep glancing at each other, but neither seems willing to speak.

And then your phone begins to buzz in your pocket. "Would either of you mind getting that; it's probably my mom or something" you mutter. Just because your friends saw you kill and eat a person doesn't mean they can't be civil, right? So Toby gingerly approaches you and takes your phone out of your pocket accepting the call and putting it on speaker.

"So, hey" Jessie's voice greets you.

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>>39853860
>>"So, hey" Jessie's voice greets you.
We better make some "tied up at the moment" joke.

>>39853860
Instantly, you snap your gaze to Anna, who is staring back at you, just as wide-eyed and obviously out of her depth. Toby looks downright green with nerves. Welp! Looks like you're going to have to take the initiative on this one.

However, before you can say anything Jessie says, so quickly you have trouble understanding her for a moment

"I was wonderingifyou wanna go out tomorrownight?"


A) "...Like, on a date?"
B) Whisper "Hang up the phone, Toby" and hope she doesn't hear
C) "Yes. Yes I would like to go out tomorrow night Jessie, but can I call you back to talk about the details; I'm a little tied up at the moment"
D) "Jessie, there isn't a thing I can think of that I'd rather do"
E) Write In

>>39854132
>C) "Yes. Yes I would like to go out tomorrow night Jessie, but can I call you back to talk about the details; I'm a little tied up at the moment"

>>39854132
>A) "...Like, on a date?"
D) "Jessie, there isn't a thing I can think of that I'd rather do"

>>39854132
>C) "Yes. Yes I would like to go out tomorrow night Jessie, but can I call you back to talk about the details; I'm a little tied up at the moment"

>>39854132
>C) "Yes. Yes I would like to go out tomorrow night Jessie, but can I call you back to talk about the details; I'm a little tied up at the moment"

>>39854132
>C) "Yes. Yes I would like to go out tomorrow night Jessie, but can I call you back to talk about the details; I'm a little tied up at the moment"

>>39854132
>C) "Yes. Yes I would like to go out tomorrow night Jessie, but can I call you back to talk about the details; I'm a little tied up at the moment"
I can't resist puns

>>39854132
>C) "Yes. Yes I would like to go out tomorrow night Jessie, but can I call you back to talk about the details; I'm a little tied up at the moment"

>>39854132
>C) "Yes. Yes I would like to go out tomorrow night Jessie, but can I call you back to talk about the details; I'm a little tied up at the moment"
Though, I do have my reservations with this option. Anna's already having pretty major self-esteem issues if her call earlier was anything to go by, and despite everything that just happened there's no way this option isn't going to make it worse.

Granted, not as worse as D would probably make it.

>>39854132
>C) "Yes. Yes I would like to go out tomorrow night Jessie, but can I call you back to talk about the details; I'm a little tied up at the moment"

>>39854132
>C) "Yes. Yes I would like to go out tomorrow night Jessie, but can I call you back to talk about the details; I'm a little tied up at the moment"

>>39854304
It's worth the pun.

>>39854400
We could write the pun into a different option.

>>39854415
Write and I'll vote on it then.

>>39854132
E) Can you call back later? I'm a bit tied up at the moment.

>>39854463
Good enough

>tfw childhood friend always loses

>>39854168
"Yes. Yes, I would like to go out tomorrow night, Jessie." you say, oddly chipper considering you're currently tied to a chair, against your will. Toby seems to be oddly excited and even flashes you a thumbs up. His color has gone back to normal and he looks ridiculously pleased with himself. He's been 'shipping', as he calls it, you and Jessie together since the start of your junior year. Hell, he even got you into Dante's party, where you two finally kissed. Anna, on the other hand, looks downright ill. She's staring at you and even from this distance, you can see her eyes getting watery again.

Giving her a slight smile you continue "But can I call you back to talk about the details; I'm a bit tied up at the moment". Immediately, Toby seems to go weak in the knees as he stifles his laughter. On the couch, Anna smiles sadly and shakes her head, as if exasperated by your antics. Well, at least she doesn't look like she's going to cry right at you anymore.

"Oh. Wow, uh, yeah....talk to you later" Jessie says, she sounds both surprised and elated as she hangs up. Following the phone call, Toby breaks out laughing and holds his hand up for a high-five. It remains there as you stare in wonder at him. Finally, it dawns on him that he was the one who tied your hands behind you and he lowers the hand and takes a seat on the couch once more.

"So super-stud" Anna mutters. She seems to be trying to sound sarcastic but is coming off as angry. At least she isn't crying, right? "Besides you actually landing a girlfriend, what other high fantasy gibberish can we expect to be brought into our lives?"

A) Say "Hey! I'll have you know lots of girls like me....they're just very subtle about it"
B) Ignore the insult and say "My grandpa Eli can explain it all a lot better; use my phone to call him"
C) Shake your head and say "...All the flavors in the world and you choose to be salty. Just call my grandpa Eli
D) Ask "Can you guys just untie me yet?"

>>39854611
It's an unfortunate situation. I want her to win, or at least have a damn good run at the Elibowl, but we did start to get into Jessie because she was taken (even though we knew her relationship wouldn't last), and just dumping Jessie when all we've really done is tease her with our interest is NOT cool.

>>39854674
>B) Ignore the insult and say "My grandpa Eli can explain it all a lot better; use my phone to call him"
As much as I want C, B is better.

>>39854674
>A) Say "Hey! I'll have you know lots of girls like me....they're just very subtle about it"
>D) Ask "Can you guys just untie me yet?"

>>39854674
>B) Ignore the insult and say "My grandpa Eli can explain it all a lot better; use my phone to call him"

>E) But basically since, I'm related to him and you're my friends you've got a target on your backs.

>>39854674
>D) Ask "Can you guys just untie me yet?"

>>39854611
It can't be helped

>>39854674
>A) Say "Hey! I'll have you know lots of girls like me....they're just very subtle about it"

>>39854674
>E) Write-In

I want Eli to explain this shit himself, not just dump it on his asshole grandfather. Even if his explanation isn't perfect. Hit all the main points: that we and the rest of our immediate family are part Wendigo, that our grandfather has some long-standing feud with his family, and that our only option is to fight against them with our asshole grandfather. And that they're probably going to be in danger just by virtue of being our friends.

>>39854611
I want her to win too but used goods are very unpopular.

>>39854967
>used goods
I HIGHLY doubt our gaybro had sex with her.

>>39854994
They kissed, she's already soiled.

>>39854674
> A) Say "Hey! I'll have you know lots of girls like me....they're just very subtle about it"

Yes, for the oblivious MC angle.

>>39854994
She was all over us in the first part when she was in a relationship at the time, she's a slut and no one likes loli .

>>39854876
this

>>39854876
indeed

>>39855126
>and no one likes loli .
>4chan

>>39855126

>That spoiler

Please, Anon. Take such poor taste and remove it from your system.

>>39855126
>no one likes loli .
How does it feel to live with such shit taste Anon?

>>39854674
"Hey! I'll have you know lots of girls like me....they're just very subtle about it" you mutter, actually kind of smarting from that insult....it was pretty damn good.

"Look, if I'm giving you the cliffnotes version? My grandpa Eli is a sociopathic, potentially immortal asshole who decided to take eugenics to a whole new level. Apparently, my siblings and I are the hybrid offspring of a Wendigo and a human. If he's to be believe, he's been manipulating his own descendants for decades, hoping to make a small army for himself capable of fighting the blood feud he started in the 20th century. The blood feud you and I are now a part of. Apparently, he's been doing so much questionable stuff whatever allies he managed to get have abandoned him and now it's just him and whoever else he's got against who he claims to be his own, original family."

Pausing for a second to let it all sink you, you make sure to maintain eye contact with Anna. She may be hurt, but you need her calm and capable at the moment, not emotional.

"And that's what happened here today; Jose was probably an agent of the Brinwell Family, the other side in this battle. As far as they're concerned, everyone connected to my grandpa Eli, regardless of how far their degree of separation, is on the hit list. THAT'S why I need you to untie me and call him over here. I don't know what to do with any of this and we need his help....we're out of league here guys.

(1/2)

>>39855126
>and no one likes loli
Hey buddy I think you got the wrong door, neogaf is two blocks down.

>>39855366
For a moment, it looks as if Anna might not relent, but then she glances from you to Toby and she crosses her arms, shaking her head as she does so. "This has to be the craziest thing that's ever happened to me; including Anime-North last year!" he mutters, obviously exasperated. "Come on Toby, help me with these stupid knots you tied" she says before she gets to her feet and begins to fuss at the knots in question. Soon, Toby is helping her, tugging away and, finally, you are free.

Grunting, you attempt to raise your arms to stretch and find yourself on your knees, clutching desperately at your side. Oh right. Your rib might be broken. Groaning, you gesture for your phone, ignoring the sounds of surprise and concern from Anna and Toby. When the phone is finally in your hand and you dial the appropriate number, and find the call answered on the first ring.

"Speak" comes the gruff and immediate greeting. Well, no wonder your Grandpa Eli avoids so many telemarketers. "It's me. I'm at Anna's house and....I need your help" you whisper the last four words, shame bringing a blush to your cheeks. You expect to hear laughter, but instead you hear only "I'm on my way; do nothing and get some ice on whatever or wherever hurts" before the call is over.

Groaning again, you drop the phone and curl into a ball on the floor.

Eventually, you find yourself joined by Anna, who is sitting beside you, holding an ice pack and what appears to be a first-aid kit.

"Come on, show me where it hurts already" she whispers.

A) Say nothing but relent; you're in way too much pay to play tough
B) Say "Just go away; I'll get over it" and ignore her
C) Say "Thanks for this...all of this" before presenting her with the worst of your injuries
D) Say "Actually, could you just leave the kit? I can probably take care of this myself"
E) Write In

>>39855735
A) Say nothing but relent; you're in way too much pay to play tough

>>39855735
>C) Say "Thanks for this...all of this" before presenting her with the worst of your injuries

>>39855735
C) Say "Thanks for this...all of this" before presenting her with the worst of your injuries

>>39855735

C) Say "Thanks for this...all of this" before presenting her with the worst of your injuries

>>39855735
>C) Say "Thanks for this...all of this" before presenting her with the worst of your injuries

>>39855735
>A) Say nothing but relent; you're in way too much pay to play tough

>>39855735
>A) Say nothing but relent; you're in way too much pay to play tough

>>39855735

>C) Say "Thanks for this...all of this" before presenting her with the worst of your injuries

>>39855735
C

>>39855735
>C) Say "Thanks for this...all of this" before presenting her with the worst of your injuries

>>39855735
>A) Say nothing but relent; you're in way too much pay to play tough

>>39855735
>C) Say "Thanks for this...all of this" before presenting her with the worst of your injuries

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>>39855735
>including Anime-North last year
Pic related.
>C) Say "Thanks for this...all of this" before presenting her with the worst of your injuries

>>39855735
"Thank you for this...all of this" you whisper as you lift your right arm as high as you can without straining yourself. Together, you and Anna struggle to lift your shirt high enough for her to actually do something about your injuries. When it's finally done for a second, Anna holds your gaze and you her's. But the moment shatters as she slides an ice pack onto your ribs, causing you to shut your eyes as you shudder. Groaning, you keep your arm raised as Anna begins to bandage your torso, the best she can with you lying on your uninjured side. When she finally seems done, she begins working on your hand, neither of you saying a word until the silence is broken by the sound of something frying in a pan and Toby humming, while he cooks in the kitchen.

"I think I knew" she whispers as she tightens the bandages around your right hand. It hurts, but nowhere near as bad as your ribs. Glancing at her, you raise an eyebrow quizzically, but say nothing. "About Toby. I....I think I knew. He was always so...scared, you know. He never made eye contact for very long and when he did his eyes always seemed sad, like he was disappointed. I think I always knew he was gay, even before we dated"

"Then why did you do it?" you ask, as she finishes with your hand and steps over you to get to work on your back.

"Because I was afraid" she continues after a moment of silence. "I was afraid that if I told you I liked you, you'd say no and then we wouldn't be friends anymore" she concludes as she continues to work on your back.

Well...this has gotten awkward, hasn't it?

A) "I guess I can understand that...but you realize we can't ever be more than what we are now, right?"
B) "I liked you too Anna"
C) Say nothing; let her finish working on your injuries before you even TRY to tackle this
D) "You know, all things considered, including what you've just told me, today has turned out to be a good day to me, romantically, anyhow; physically, It's been awful"
E) Write In

>>39856481
>B) "I liked you too Anna"
Begun, the Waifu Wars have.

>>39856481
>A) "I guess I can understand that...but you realize we can't ever be more than what we are now, right?"

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>>39856481
>B) "I liked you too Anna"
But lets be dense about it.

>>39856481
>E) "How do you feel about a threesome?"

>>39856481
>B) "I liked you too Anna"

>>39856481
B feels like a trap with the "liked".
>D) "You know, all things considered, including what you've just told me, today has turned out to be a good day to me, romantically, anyhow; physically, It's been awful"

>>39856598
No fuck that, dense protagonists are shit.

>>39856619
I doubt that'll work out here.

>>39856481
>C) Say nothing; let her finish working on your injuries before you even TRY to tackle this

>>39856683
Not with that attitude.

>>39856481
I think the best thing we can do is be completely and utterly open with Anna. We like her, and always have, but we also kinda like Jessie, and we've kinda been putting the moves on Jessie as of late. And just kinda dropping Jessie out of nowhere after doing that just doesn't feel right.

>>39856481
>B) "I liked you too Anna"

>>39856672
Sometimes being dense is better.

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>>39856481
"I need you to sit up for this last bit" she whispers and you do, though it's a struggle. Finally, she seems to be finished with your back and she circles back around so that now she's in front of you and working on the cut to your forehead that you didn't even notice till now.

As she works, you catch her eye for a moment and blurt out "I liked you too, Anna". Suddenly, the tension has once more skyrocketed. Anna's leaning in towards you, her eyes are closing and there's only a few inches until her face will basically be on top of yours.

A) Lean forwards and close the distance yourself; screw it, if there's one thing you've learned from today, its that life is far too short to waste it NOT kissing

B) Stay still and let Anna kiss you; she did it, not you so it's totally not your fault

C) Tell her to stop; you're friends. Nothing more. You didn't tell her how you USED to feel because you wanted this to turn into a rom-com

D) Write In

>>39857089
>A) Lean forwards and close the distance yourself; screw it, if there's one thing you've learned from today, its that life is far too short to waste it NOT kissing

>>39857089
D). Anna I'd love to kiss you, but you're on the rebound and not thinking straight, between the fight, the revelation and Toby. Give yourself a few days to get you head on right first, ok?

>>39857089
>B) Stay still and let Anna kiss you; she did it, not you so it's totally not your fault

>>39857089
>C) Tell her to stop; you're friends. Nothing more. You didn't tell her how you USED to feel because you wanted this to turn into a rom-com

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>>39857089
>D) Push her down right then and there and rape her. A kiss isn't enough.

>>39857089
>>39857117
>D). Anna I'd love to kiss you, but you're on the rebound and not thinking straight, between the fight, the revelation and Toby. Give yourself a few days to get you head on right first, ok?

>>39857089
>D) Invert

>>39857089
>A) Lean forwards and close the distance yourself; screw it, if there's one thing you've learned from today, its that life is far too short to waste it NOT kissing
Then Invert.

>>39857089
>D) Write In
>>39857117 works. I was going to go somewhere a little different, but this is fine.

>>39857089
>C) Tell her to stop; you're friends. Nothing more. You didn't tell her how you USED to feel because you wanted this to turn into a rom-com

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>>39857151
The Shiki way is always the best way.

>>39857089
D) Devour her.
or B

>>39857089
>A) Lean forwards and close the distance yourself; screw it, if there's one thing you've learned from today, its that life is far too short to waste it NOT kissing
Followed by
>>39857175
and
>>39857151

>>39857089
>>39857117
This. Ignore the edgefags.

>>39857089
Closing voting now. Typing reply.

>>39857089
>>39857585

"Anna, I'd love to kiss you" you ramble, equally eager for her to continue and stop. It's hard not to be slightly interested in a reasonably attractive girl trying to kiss you, but Anna is your friend. "Bu-" Anna cuts you off by pressing her lips to yours. Immediately, you lean away from the contact causing Anna to freeze and stare at you, seemingly shocked. Neither of you move, staring at one another. "You're on the rebound Anna...you're hurt and you're not thinking straight. Hell, between the fight, the info dump I just hit you and Toby with..." You gulp throat suddenly dry "Just, just give yourself a few days to get your head on straight and we'll...revisit this then" you finish feebly.

For a second, it looks like Anna might cry, but then, she swallows, nods and gets to her feet. "I'll, uh, I'll just check up on Toby" she says before turning and walking away towards the kitchen.

Well, that turned out better than expected....though she did KIND OF kiss you. Seriously, what is with girls wanting you today? And why aren't you mad about it?

You find your thoughts interrupted by the sound of the doorbell ringing. When someone finally goes to answer it you can hear the easily recognized voice of your Grandpa Eli shouting

"Why is there so much blood on the ground!?"


END OF #3

>>39857993
Grandpa is the best

>>39857993
I love Granpa, when will he go senile from Soul Alzheimer's?

>>39858085
>Implying he isn't already

>>39857993
And that will be all for Nasuverse Quest #3: Sins of the Father.

Please join me on Wednesday, May the 13th at 1:00 PM MDT as we begin Nasuverse Quest #4.

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What is your unpopular Type-Moon opinion?

>>39858208
KnK is mediocre outside of the information it gives.

>>39858199
Which saber a best?

>>39858199
Who's your favorite character from each TM Franchise?

>>39858208
Ciel is best Tsuki girl

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>>39858208
I think Gilgamesh is overused and one of the least interesting servants of the Fate Zero bunch.

>>39858254
Fate Extra Saber a best

>>39858557
Red Saber is a Panty Shot Slut tho.

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>>39858557
Whore of Babylon please.

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>>39858557

>>39858557
WHORE OF BABYLON