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>A. Pray that King took your advice and stocked up on good tequila, because you don't know what's going to happen if she didn't...

>B. Order some beers and get back to Angel on what she sees in her "Teammates", because she didn't really answer you when you asked her that earlier.

>C. Let her ask some more questions after getting a drink or two in you; You need to "Loosen up" a little bit before you can be honest with yourself and your answers.

>D. Something Else...? (Write-In Vote)

>E. Can you smell what "The Angel's cooking?

>>39953943

>C. Let her ask some more questions after getting a drink or two in you; You need to "Loosen up" a little bit before you can be honest with yourself and your answers.

Tonight, we'll eat, drink and be merry. Fuck the haters.

>>39953943
>B. Order some beers and get back to Angel on what she sees in her "Teammates", because she didn't really answer you when you asked her that earlier

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>>39953943

>B.

Just to get it out of the way, I suppose.

>>39953943

>B. Order some beers and get back to Angel on what she sees in her "Teammates", because she didn't really answer you when you asked her that earlier.

>>39953943
>B. Order some beers and get back to Angel on what she sees in her "Teammates", because she didn't really answer you when you asked her that earlier.

Out in town at some place that's having issues. Sorry for the delay.

>>39954045
>>39954151
>>39954210
>>39954677

>Date: Thursday, June 10th
>Days until your next fight: 6
>Time of Day: Early Evening?

King gives you a look from across the bar as you lead Angel into "La Illusion", a good-sized crowd inside for a Thursday night and those twin waitresses she's employed for ages dancing in and around the patrons with full drink trays.

You find a seat near the stage in the back, a good-sized booth and ask for a good'ole glass of Foster's. Angel gets kind of grossed-out sneer on her face for about a second, then asks if they've got any tequila.

"I... I don't know. Let me check with bartender" she tells her (It could be Sally, it might be the other one, what's her name? Elizabeth, that's it) before quickly heading up the

"How can you stand to drink that stuff?"

You shrug and admit "It's all we had back home. Well, aside from little local places that brewed their own beer and charged bloody murder for it."

"Huh... Never did anything for me."

, "I was wonderin' though, what led y'to accept the offer?"

"What offer?"

"The one from those two jokers that met up with you."

She takes a moment to think about it and you take a sip from the mug that one of the waitresses puts in front of you. It tastes great, but you take it slow as Angel starts to speak up over the din of the crowd.

"... Well, the money's good."

"That was it?"

"... At first, yeah. But being around them just for two weeks off and on kind of gave me an idea" she starts to explain."Take Drake, for example."

You snort a little at that; What good could be said about a guy that tried to kill you out in the back of the Pao Pao Cafe 2 parking lot?

She seems to get your disdain and explains "Well, he doesn't say much, and he's an intense guy a lot of the time, but it's because he's a gangster that wants to go straight, leave his past behind him...But it's like he can't."

>>39954692

"What'd you mean?"

"Well, we were just back in Southtown, out at the hotel waiting around for Kazzy-boy doing some errand before the last fight we did and had a moment together. I don't remember what started it, but he starts talking about what how it's like he's scared when he fights somebody, when even spars with me or Kaz."

You raise an eyebrow at that and ask "Because he'll hurt ya?"

"Because he'll start to enjoy it too much", is what he said."

Huh. That's... Not what you were expecting, really. Either something in him changed since your little altercation, or there's more to it than that... Not that you'd care, really; You want nothing to do with him. But it is nice to know that there's probably a person underneath the surface...

You take a shot in the dark and say "Hit a little close, huh?"

She nods as one of the waitresses comes back and explains that they just got a bottle in today. She orders the whole damn thing, pulling out a $100 bill and telling Sally (Or Elisabeth?) to "Keep the change" before turning back to you. "It was something I could understand, yeah. Now, I don't really like him all that much, I'm not going to call up and say "He~ey, what's up?" out of the blue... But I feel like I understand where he comes from. Shit, just seeing his eyes light up when he started going on about his team and his plans with money from the tournament was enough for me.."

"What about the other guy? Kazahaya?"

"A~h jeez, now that's hard" she grins. "It's weird with him, because half of the time I think he's a cocksucker and a cheat and a snake-oil salesman, but then he spouts something that sounds almost profound."

>A. "How so?"

>B. Leave it at that and ask another question after she gets a shot of tequila or two in her.

>C. Let her ask you something; You feel like you're grilling her on shit when the mood should be more social than this.

>D. Something Else...? (Write-In Vote)

>E. Can you smell what "The Angel's cooking?

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>>39955104

>A.

>>39955104
>C. Let her ask you something; You feel like you're grilling her on shit when the mood should be more social than this.

>>39955104
>C. Let her ask you something; You feel like you're grilling her on shit when the mood should be more social than this.

>>39955104

>E. Can you smell what "The Angel's cooking?

>>39955104

>C. Let her ask you something; You feel like you're grilling her on shit when the mood should be more social than this.

Anymore about her team and we might get in trouble for fraternizing with "The Enemy" IMO.

>>39955104
>>A. "How so?"
>>E. Can you smell what "The Angel's cooking?

>>39955196
>>39955225
>>39955324

You nurse your beer under King's watchful eye, Angel's explanations feeling genuine enough that you probably wouldn't want to know anymore... well, until you can get face-to-face with either of them outside of a KOF ring, but that's the last thing you'd want right about now.

She "Hey, I can ask you something?"

You shrug your shoulders in a "Shoot." kind of gesture.

"Were you the guy that Kazzy was talking about? That won like 20 grand in a hand of poker?"

You smile at that and nod, admitting "If I hadn't got that cash, I'd prolly be on somebody's couch right 'bout now."

"No place to go?"

"Well... Nah, I still have my apartment, but I haven't been back there since some wanker tried to trash and rob the place."

"Not even to check up on it?" she asks.

You shake you head. "I've got a friend that works with South Town Police Department and she told me it would've been best to lock the place up and stay away until I got an OK signal."

"Rough..."

"Yeah... And y'know, I heard that they got a bomb threat on the building just yesterday."

"Wha~at?" she asks, sounding oddly like a cat to your ears as her bottle of tequila finally arrives, a couple of glasses next to it. Her eyes get as large as saucers as she starts to grab more cash out of a pocket hidden inside of her jacket, but the waitress waives her off and says "It's on King".

"Good shit eh?" you ask, reading the label and not recognizing the brand at all.

'One of the best" Angel says, almost scared of opening the bloody thing. Well, it IS quite an ornate bottle. And that Amber color looks good in the light... She leaves it on the table for a second, then asks "Your old place was that bad huh?"

"Yeah... They found a bleedin' pipe bomb on the corner of where it was" you tell her. "So I've been hangin' 'round, couch surfin', meetin' new people. I'm glad the tournament started up early fer'me and my friends though, because I was worried I'd run outta'cash before a fight."

>>39955735

"When did it start?"

"I guess the end'o'April, but I'dunno, I don't think about it much anymore" you admit. "I'm kinda' surprised the fact I'm practically homeless hasn't come up at all in tournament interviews'n'junk... I mean christ on a bike, I had a guy askin'me " when did you finally decide to come out as a Woman?" today..."

Angel tries to choke back laughter at that, sounding like an odd chortle to your ears. "You deck him?"

"Nah... But I wanted to" you tell her, your hands feeling small amounts of electricity going through them just at how insensitive that whole thing was to you...

>A. Calm down, count to 10, then ask Angel if she's ever had something go down that makes her blood boil thinking about it.

>B. Pound the rest of your beer; You need to get that guy's smug face out of your head before you start to "See Red" (White maybe?) or ask if Angel wants to "Blow off some Steam" with you somewhere...

>C. Ask Angel if she's going to just stare at that bottle of "Casa Herradua Seleccion Suprema" all night or what?

>D. Something Else...? (Write-In Vote)

>E. Can you smell what "The Angel's" cooking?

>>39955903
>A. Calm down, count to 10, then ask Angel if she's ever had something go down that makes her blood boil thinking about it.
>E. Can you smell what "The Angel's" cooking?

>>39955903

>A. Calm down, count to 10, then ask Angel if she's ever had something go down that makes her blood boil thinking about it.

Then

>E. Can you smell what "The Angel's" cooking?

>>39955903
>>A. Calm down, count to 10, then ask Angel if she's ever had something go down that makes her blood boil thinking about it.
>>E. Can you smell what "The Angel's" cooking?

>>39955903
>C. Ask Angel if she's going to just stare at that bottle of "Casa Herradua Seleccion Suprema" all night or what?

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>D. Something Else...? (Write-In Vote)

A, then E.

>>39955903
>A. Calm down, count to 10, then ask Angel if she's ever had something go down that makes her blood boil thinking about it.

>>39955987
>>39956015
>>39956033
>>39956393

You can tell Angel's a little worried as you sit and stew in silence, slowly counting back fto 10 to keep from freaking out and punching the next person that lays a hand on you.

"... You OK?"

You nod, take a big swig from your glass of beer, then "You ever had something happen that made you go completely bonkers whenever you thought about it? Like, see red and just..."

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>You are now assume Direct Control of Angel
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Uh-Oh. If Kathy was something to go by, whenever she'd get that look somebody was going to end up a statistic pretty damn fast... But then again, you don't really want to get into how you left your past at the door, not here anyway...

Maybe if your vague about it? Yeah, that's it. "Well... Yeah, there was this one time. I was working as a bodyguard to this guy, real hot-head with a... What's the name of that one guy, really short, thought he owned the world?"

"Napoleon?"

"Yeah, him. He acted like that all the time." You finally pop the cork on that bottle of tequila and pour yourself a shot. "It got on my nerves after a while, and I couldn't get away from it because he insisted that I live-in with him."

"Wot?"

"Well, he paid for it. And I didn't really have a place to stay at the time, so I said fuck it and went along for the "24-hour, 7-day-a-week" package because he was paranoid and convinced some guy was going to come after him."

"... Who was he?"

You take the shot and slam it down in one go, an odd creamy taste going down the back of your throat. "Some wannabe drug dealer that was a property developer for his cover... When I found out, I made up my mind that I was going to quit on him the first chance I could."

You've got her reeled in now with this whale of a lie... Better make a quick wrap-up and smile too.."Turns out I didn't have to. That night, the guy shows up at his house and blows the damn thing up. I hide in the rubble, played dead... Did a pretty good job of that I guess."

>>39956971

"That's when you left "Work?" she asks you.

Fu~uck... Well, yeah, of course you let that slip out of there somewhere talking. It was only a matter of time she'd catch on to what "Work" meant... "Yeah..."

"Hell of a way t'leave a job... I just threw my apron at a guy'n'flipped'em the bird."

See, THAT'S what you need tonight. That's why you're hear with her instead of trying drown out one stupid, pointless argument after another with music loud enough that you've already gotten complaints back at the hotel. You pour a couple of shots and offer one up to Katsha (Kat-Yah? Kat-JAH? You should really ask her how it's pronounced a little later). "Toast to overcoming bad jobs?"

She eyes your drink suspiciously, like it's poisoned. If she had somebody plant a bomb on her block and ransack her home, you would too. She grabs it, eyes it, then raises it towards your own. "To all o'that 'n'more."

You toast, take another shot and let it get to you as much as your inhuman regenerative skills can allow. One of the biggest problems with trying to get drunk is that you never could get a "Buzz" going; Your body would just block it out... Hell, you started taking really risky gigs back at NESTS because it meant that you'd use some of that super-human strength and push your levels of endurance to the point where you COULD actually, factually get drunk...

That's just water under the bridge now. Just another little thing to keep, but let go.

>A. Ask her what her parents were like; If it's too heavy of a topic of conversation, then try to switch it up to something... "Lighter".

>B. Ask Katsha what her teammates are like. After all, you talked about yours and you merely tolerate them; Hers are the type to drop $350 on you without a word...

>C. Ask her if she want to do shots with you for a little bit

>D. Something Else...? (Write-In Vote)

>E. That's the bottom line, because Snow-chilled Katja said so.

>>39957647
>C. Ask her if she want to do shots with you for a little bit

>>39957647
>A. Ask her what her parents were like; If it's too heavy of a topic of conversation, then try to switch it up to something... "Lighter".
Barring that, do some shots.

>>39957647
>B. Ask Katsha what her teammates are like. After all, you talked about yours and you merely tolerate them; Hers are the type to drop $350 on you without a word...

>>39957647

>B.

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>B. Ask Katsha what her teammates are like. After all, you talked about yours and you merely tolerate them; Hers are the type to drop $350 on you without a word...

>>39957753
>>39957793
>>39957898

She seems to not be used to this kind of stuff, but she drinks it well as you catch a glimpse of the bartender eyeing the two of you like a hawk... A girlfriend? Something more maybe? Or is she one of the types that like to hit on people while her hubby gives you a "Get down or lay down" stare?

"What, you can't handle some tequila?"

"I'm just a beer kinda gal, really. Maybe some whiskey once in a great while, but nothin' too much."

"Huh... How many could you put back?" you ask. Again, frame for reference, because Kathy could keep pounding her glass down until last call, wake up and beat somebody's brains out the next day if she had to (Literally on one occasion... Damn, that's a fucked-up way to go. At least you'd just do a quick crick of the neck and get on with it).

"What' are your friends like?"

"Well, I'd be a much more boring person without'em, that's fer'sure" she tells you, her speech slurring a little but not in a "Totally Wasted" way. "I met Yuri when I started coming t'the dojo in town. She was my sensei."

"... Que?"

"Yeah, I'know... I'dunno how she looks younger'n'me. I guess ya' eat enough soba noodles, you get god-tier genes'r'somethin."

"So~bah?" What's that?" you ask, feigning interest.

"A type of noodle. The dojo would make ya' eat buckwheat soba 'till you couldn't stand it, then made ya'do drills 'till yah pass out. Then ya' went home, got up early'n'did it all over again. "I almost kinda' miss it really..."

"So, she strict? Or what?"

"Nah, she's just great. Kind of a goof'n'a slacker sometimes next t'her folks'n'brotha, but a great teacher. Problem is, I started gettin' good enough t'drop her'n'sparrin' matches."

"Yeah?"

She nods, a hint of pride in her voice as she explains "Bein'round her was part'a'what got me outta'my lil' shell I made 'round myself. She pushed me hard'nough that I started showin'up at parties t'egg'er on, things like that... I prolly wouldn't be fightin' without'er."

>>39958642

You nod at that, do another shot. You savor this one though, let it hit you a bit more, then lean in and whisper "The bartender know you? Because she's really keeping an eye us, you know?"

"Ah, that's King. She's who I wish I was sometimes" Katsha tells you, then turns to wave at her.

You can see King out of the corner of your eye better than most people can see period, quite a strikingly attractive woman. Well, she';s a tad bit like some talk-show host you've seen on TV here and there, but pretty enough. "Yeah?"

"Yeah mate. Went through the same shit I've had, got through it better'n'me... Owns this place too" she explains, her voice a little lower than usual. "I just wish I got t'know her when I got 'ere, y'know? Because hell, I'didn't know 'bout this place'n'the whole "Fight Culture" shit 'till this year."

... What?

Seriously, what? You don't live in fucking Southtown if you can't fight... Or want to learn how to fight. Or prove your better than every damn fighter in town, including the crazy guys and girls that try to take over the underworld that's like an open sore on the city. "No shit?"

She shakes her head at you. "Like I said, I gottalil' cocoon goin'fer'a LONG time. Didn't fight in clubs, didn't beat people up fer'cash, no Pao Pao Cafe stops... I just sparred with errybody that the dojo had."

"That must've got old fast though, right?"

"Nah, not really. The biggest problem with Kyokugen's'that ya'need t'be fuckin' superman to bloody pass the course, let'lone get a black belt."

"They're not open to people buying belts like every other "School" out there?" you ask, thinking back to that one time you got privately hired to "Bust up" a couple of Dojos in Japan and one in Brazil.

"Hell no" she says, sounding offended at the thought. "The founder'o'the whole bloody art kicked a guy out'n'his arse fer'tryin' that."

"Heh... Really?"

"Katsha" nods again. "Uppercut him through the roof and into the next county, I think."

>>39958971

>A. Ask her how crazy the training regiment was; "Kee-Oh-Coo-Gan" sound like the guys that deflected the first blast from that NESTS-built laser cannon back in the day...

>B. Ask her if she wants to help polish this bottle off with a few rounds of shots.

>C. Drop the subject and ask her about something else. (Write-in questions encouraged, but if you post something lewd and it wins, you have to live with it for the rest of your natural born days)

>D. Ask her if she's good to ride back to the hotel; You can tell she's getting a little too tipsy and there's no way she could "Match" the amount of alcohol you imbibe.

>E. Something Else...? (Write-In Vote) (If you pick something lewd and it wins, you have to live with it for the rest of your natural born days)

>F. That's the bottom line, because Snow-Chilled Katja said so.

>>39959119
>B. Ask her if she wants to help polish this bottle off with a few rounds of shots.

>>39959119
>A. Ask her how crazy the training regiment was; "Kee-Oh-Coo-Gan" sound like the guys that deflected the first blast from that NESTS-built laser cannon back in the day...

>>39959119

>B. Ask her if she wants to help polish this bottle off with a few rounds of shots.

>>39959119

>A.

Kyokugen STRONGK.

>>39959119
E. So was it you in a model shoot? Or am I going crazy?

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>A. Ask her how crazy the training regiment was; "Kee-Oh-Coo-Gan" sound like the guys that deflected the first blast from that NESTS-built laser cannon back in the day...

>>39959345

The STRONGKEST.

>>39959582
>>39959345
>>39959196

That name sounds familiar. Didn't the first Laser shot against Southtow fail because some crazy "Karate Hobo" fire off a big-ass projectile and cancel the damn thing out?

"So I'd have like, 10-15 people t'beat up on in the fall, or more if there was a tournament and the best guys did well in it. O'course, they'd get their arses handed to'em when the training started."

"How bad was it? Like, 100 Push-Ups, 100 Sit-Ups, 100 Squats and 10 Ks of running every day?"

"For your first class? Sounds'bout right. Once ya'got a belt'n'started really goin'for it, they'd up the physical side'n'drop the running a lil'."

"I probably could go in and get a black belt easy" you think out loud.

"You'd run into a glass ceilin' though" she tells you. "They got this kinda' teired system of fightin', like styles within the style kinda'. Branches on a tree. They'd put ya' in "Sparrow" and unless y'could blow off each'n'every guy you sparred with'n'out-do errybody in katas'n'drills, y'd stay there."

"Seriously?"

"It's why I'm kinda OK I didn't go back, or appeal gettin' kicked out" she admits. "I'd prolly'ave a chip on'my shoulder'n'then I'd really be in trouble."

Now that you think about, NESTS was sort of like that. You'd have to be exceptional to get anywhere and even then, there were places on any given base you couldn't access, even if you were strong enough to rip the doors off of them with your bare hands...

>A. Ask her if she posed some bikini magazine or not.

>B. Ask her if she's ever thought about being an actress, because there's this movie that stars a chick that looks JUST like her...

>C. Shots. Now. This bottle isn't going to drink itself and you want to cap an early night before your "Accident" tomorrow.

>D. Something Else...? (Write-In Vote) (If you pick something lewd and it wins, you have to live with it for the rest of your natural born days)

>E. That's the bottom line, because Snow-Chilled Katja said so.

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>>39959955

Quest will be put on hold for 1 hour because the weather's getting weird where I'm at, so I want to head home ASAP.

>>39959119
>A. Ask her how crazy the training regiment was; "Kee-Oh-Coo-Gan" sound like the guys that deflected the first blast from that NESTS-built laser cannon back in the day...
For real. In one of the endings in 2000, King gets fired upon by one of NESTS' killsats, but Takuma fucking Sakazaki saves her life by deflecting the beam with a single Haoh Shi Gou Ken.

>>39959955
>A. Ask her if she posed some bikini magazine or not.
A magazine that Angel just so happens to have a copy of right now...?

>>39959955
>A. Ask her if she posed some bikini magazine or not.

>>39959955

>A. Ask her if she posed some bikini magazine or not.

>>39960111

I'm pretty sure that in this quest's time line that actually happened.

>>39959955
>>A. Ask her if she posed some bikini magazine or not.
B&E tempts me.

>>39959955
>B. Ask her if she's ever thought about being an actress, because there's this movie that stars a chick that looks JUST like her...
>E. That's the bottom line, because Snow-Chilled Katja said so.

Did Katja watch that movie the whole way through at the hotel in Tokyo? Or just the start with the shower scene?

>>39960589
She only showed off the intro with the shower scene to King and Yuri so they could look at the Hartkern clone. To Katja, both that and the clone in that arcade game are just a happy coincidence, but Angel knows way more than she lets on, despite however many of the dots Katja was somehow able to connect.

At this point, there are three known "Hartkern clones" (four if you count the arcade game): Katja, Katherine and the unnamed actress.

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Sincere apologies Anons. I got stuck in traffic behind a bunch of rubberneckers (The accident itself was pretty grizzly), then had to take the "Long Way" home (About an hour out of my way, thanks to ridiculous "Initial D" roads) in monsoon rain.

>>39960111
>>39960167
>>39960200
>>39960358

Option A wins this vote; Updates will arrive shortly.

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>>39960167
Imagine a mildly-buzzed Angel publicly drooling over her copy of the hyped catalog and the pictures of Katja in a black high-V one-piece (among other things) right in front of a bashful Katja. That's one way to get girls to bond: oogling over flattering pictures of each other and how cute/sexy they look.

>>39962545

[hnnnng'ing Intensifies]

>>39962182
>>39959955

"That's some grade-A bullshit mang" you tell her. "How do they even stay open?"

"One of the top guys bankrolls a portion of the rent, but th'rest is from prize money'n'tough'guys tryin' t'be like Ryo, or Robbie, or old man Takuma. And they've got ike, 4 dojos 'round the world 'well, sooo....?"

It figures that somebody that's NESTS-bred would end up in a place like that. "Was it a physical thing?"

"Wot, the sexism?" she asks in-turn. "... Kinda. I'dunno, I just know that before me, only woman good enough t'be a "Grandmaster"' was Yuri'n'even then, she's still only Brown Belt. That'n'even with the whole branchin' paths, if you want t'learn one of the others y;gotta warm-up with Sparrow Style's max... 500 Sit-ups? Thousand of the same damn punches per arm?"

Yeah, she'd fit right in. That's about what you'd do to keep your figure trim and your muscles strong without constant injections and fuck-awful "Healthy" NESTS food (One time, you swore that some collard greens croaked back you like a toad)... Speaking of which...

"You try any kind of modelling?"

"Yeah... It's kinda'funny story" she starts to explain, then goes through how she walked into some boutique shop down near the beach, had a nervous break-down over wearing something larger than a burlap bag over her body, then had Fiona, Tsuyako and the shop owner help her break out of it... Pretty fucking crazy shit, now that you stop to think about it. Not Fiona & Sue helping her, they're good people; But getting a gig from that?

"I was wondering because, well, Fi~oh & Sue were in this catalog and I saw somebody that looked just like you in this crazy thong" you explain.

"Yep, that was me all right" she grins. "That's the one-piece, right?"

She nods and tells you "That's the suit I bought from ole'Shermie actually. Well, a couple of others too, but that one was somethin' I wore hen I trained sometimes. Still have it somewhere too."

>>39962998

"That's pretty cool."

"I'm gonna be doin' her fall collection too" she whispers, getting close enough to you that it felt like she was trying a come on... Which is unexpected, actually. Kathy was straight as an arrow and you haven't tried it with a lady yet. Well, as far as you can remember at least; The "Actually drunk" days you had lead to all kinds of gossip at NESTS that drove you up a wall.

"Yeah?"

She nods, then covers her mouth like a naughty child and asks "Just don't tell anybody, 'kay?"

You nod, smiling before take one last shot and ask "You want any? Not much left."

She motions to take a shot and you pour her one, then asks "So how'd I look?" before taking it the whole thing one slow, steady gulp.

>A. "Glorious."

>B. "Scary/Sexy. Like an action movie star. or a "Mercenary Girls" model".

>C. "Good". A little trashy, but good" and explain why you don't get why the thing had "French- Cuts" on every page (Also, should you get the catalog you had on you out? Y/N?)

>D. Get the catalog you conned some guy to have Sue & Fiona sign and see if she'll go for it... Or if there's a pen you could use...

>E. Something Else...? (Write-In Vote)

>F. That's the bottom line, because "Big Black Thundah" said so!

>>39963465
>B. "Scary/Sexy. Like an action movie star. or a "Mercenary Girls" model".

>>39963465
>B. "Scary/Sexy. Like an action movie star. or a "Mercenary Girls" model".

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>>39963465

>B. "Scary/Sexy. Like an action movie star. or a "Mercenary Girls" model".

>>39963465
>A. "Glorious."
>D. Get the catalog you conned some guy to have Sue & Fiona sign and see if she'll go for it... Or if there's a pen you could use...
Like a fuckin' marble statue in the parthenon. The way you stand uprightright and express yourself, you're like an amazon goddess.

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>>39963465

>A. "Glorious."
>D. Get the catalog you conned some guy to have Sue & Fiona sign and see if she'll go for it... Or if there's a pen you could use...

Really, if Angel went to the trouble of getting somebody to stand in line during that crazy gig, we owe it to get Katja to sign it.

>>39963465

>B.

>>39963465
>>B. "Scary/Sexy. Like an action movie star. or a "Mercenary Girls" model".
>>D. Get the catalog you conned some guy to have Sue & Fiona sign and see if she'll go for it... Or if there's a pen you could use...

>>39963768

That was the one where Chris and Yamazaki tried to beat up Katja, but Tsuyako, Tsuyko's Mom & Fiona helped kick their asses?

>>39963570
http://i.imgur.com/iEFhQhu.jpg

>>39963768
I mean, Katja IS right in front of her.

>>39963876
Sounds likely. Then again, the catalog was a smash hit overall, so there were likely multiple runs of it.

>>39963511
>>39963519
>>39963570
>>39963816
>>39963826

"Scary/Sexy" you tell her. "Like an action movie star, or a "Mercenary Girls" model".

"Really? Y'mean that?"

You take a look at her, a sly grin forming on your face as you pull out the catalog she posed for faster than most people could follow, neatly placing down in the center of the table. The sort-of glassy look in her eyes fades away in an instant as she really seems to be studying it intently, sharply focusing on the pages.

Then she looks up at you and says "Ah... I never had a chance t'get one for myself."

"Really?"

She nods and explains "I lost my giveaway copy when a coupla'thugs tried t'kick my arse just before the tournament" she explains. "Been too busy since t'head down'n'beg fer'a copy."

"What's a "Mercenary Girl"?"

"It's a website that shoots models like they were in a Z-Grade action flick. I think it used to be called "Babes'n'Ammo" until the owner's son took over and gave it a new look."

She looks almost forlorn at your words, like she might've missed something important long ago. "Man, they did a good job hidin' how awkward it felt."

"What? You look like a natural to me. Like a fuckin' marble statue in the parthenon."

She looks at you, halfway curious at your choice of words, half wondering if you were trying to get her to beg for a compliment. "Mate, I was bloody scarred shitless during that whole thing. I only loosened up by the time they shot the back cover."

"Come on mang, look at that pose there" you say, pointing to a particularly impressive shot of "Katsha" in a Floral-Print Bikini. "The way you stand upright and express yourself, you're like an amazon goddess here."

There's a long pause after that, "Katsha" looking like she's gonna well up and... Well damn, she IS crying. Shit, what the fuck happened to her? Krizalid/Master NEST/Igniz touch her in a "Bad" place as a kid?

"... Thank you" is all she says before wiping her eyes with a couple of napkins.

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>>39964487
When you've got THIS saying you're hot as fuck, then you're hot as FUCK.

>>39964487
>>39964547
For that matter, is Angel still wearing her fight getup, or is she in something more casual?

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>>39964562

Weasel hasn't said anything, but I'd bust a gut if it were something like Pic Related.

>>39964648
How about denim short shorts and a t-shirt, like Mai wore in the OVA?

>>39964487

You give her a moment to clear the air, get her bearings back in order."Funny you say the "Action Movie Star" thing, because when I was in Japan they kept askin' me if I was in this cheesy cult flick 'bout fighter pilots in space."

"Yeah?"

She nods, then starts to explain how she was bored one night, spotted a movie on the pay-per-view that was free-to-buy, then found a near-exact double of herself (Without scars, of course) doing a full-on shower scene "Before you learned the character's bloody name, mate" and pause to consider who it could've been while she signs your catalog. You know there was a guy in charge of the "Propaganda Division" at NESTS, but there wasn't anything that got released into the mainstream since before you were born... Unless it got leaked recently?

"No, I've never heard of it. Did it have, like, subtitles?" you ask, genuinely curious.

"Nah, my double was speakin' fluent Japanese. She had'n'odd accent though... Like somethin' you'd get from a language course."

It was probably just another "Sister" that escaped then, because Kathy spoke... What was it, "Kansai-Ben"? Japanese never made much sense to you as a language, especially with all of the regional accents and shit. Wonder what might've happened to all of them though? You know a few were lost when the colony that had Igniz on it went AWOL...

"How much of it did you watch?" you ask, trying not to look too lost in thought.

"Just the intro... Why? Y'wanna laugh at how bad the thing was with me?"

>A. Tell her "Yes" and see if you can find one down in China Town; If you have to, you could use Kazahaya's pull to get it for him or something.

>B. Laugh it off and tell her that it's getting late and you should be heading back to the hotel; You've got to fight tomorrow.

>C. Shrug your shoulders and ask "What could hurt? It's just a movie" and roll out.

>D. Something Else...? (Write-In Vote)

>E. That's the bottom line, because "Big Black Thundah" said so!

Ya know I'm kinda expecting King to walk over and ask Katja why she's crying giving Angel the stink eye.

>>39964967
>C. Shrug your shoulders and ask "What could hurt? It's just a movie" and roll out.

>>39964967
>A. Tell her "Yes" and see if you can find one down in China Town; If you have to, you could use Kazahaya's pull to get it for him or something.

>>39964967
>A. Tell her "Yes" and see if you can find one down in China Town; If you have to, you could use Kazahaya's pull to get it for him or something.

>>39964967
>>C. Shrug your shoulders and ask "What could hurt? It's just a movie" and roll out.

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>>39964879

>Pic Related

>>39964967

>C. Shrug your shoulders and ask "What could hurt? It's just a movie" and roll out.

If Kayja says yes, then:

>A. Tell her "Yes" and see if you can find one down in China Town; If you have to, you could use Kazahaya's pull to get it for him or something.

>>39965174

Damn, Krueger would fit right in at NESTS.

>>39964967

>C.

"There are things best watched at night, wrapped in a warm glow of drunkeness... Deadly Skies 3 sounds like one of them."

>>39965285

*Krieger*

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Op died. Using a summon butt.

>>39965647

[OP Summoned]
Seriously though, crazy weather at my house slowing my interwebs down.

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>>39965174
>>39965285

You shrug your shoulders and ask "What could hurt? It's just a movie."

Before Katja could chip in, King walks over herself to hand the bill for tonight personally, giving you a harsh glare as Katja wipes at her eyes again.

"It's awright mate, just didn't get a chance t'see this's'all" "Katsha" tells her, pointing to the picture in the catalog you complimented her on.

"I remember wearing a suit like that" the person you assume is "King" says, thinking out loud while giving it a glance. Then she turns to you and asks "Everything alright?"

How she asked that question reminds you a little of your "Superiors" at NESTS asking you if "Anything was wrong?" when the two of you both knew you (The Field Agent) fucked up somewhere... Not a good memory at all. "Yeah, it's fine. Kat~sha was just really taken with how I said she looked in this."

A little awkward silence is broken when you thank her on the tequila and slip another $100 you got for "Whatever" (As Kazahaya put it), telling her "I haven't had a good drink like that in long time."

"Thanks. I aim to please" she says, offering her hand out for a shake. "I'm King, the owner of this place. I'm also on "The Women's Team"."

OK, that explains the "Mother Hen" looks you've gotten from her all night."Ahn~hell" you tell her while giving her a slap on the hand. "You know of any good spots that serve tequila shots all the time?"

"Pao Pao Cafe 2 sometimes has stuff in stock, but not everyday" she tells you, a quizzical expression on her face. "Why?"

"Eh, nothing... Thanks for the bottle anyway."

"No problem... If you don't mind me asking, how would you two get back to the Hilton?"

"Mate, I'm good't'go" Katsha tells the two of you. "Hell, I was drunker when I was hung-over ridin' that bike back t'the dojo..."

>>39966090
Man that sucks. Oh well your posts are worth it just hope ha got laugh from the "summon" ya know?

>>39966090
>"Hell, I was drunker when I was hung-over ridin' that bike back t'the dojo..."
Damn. Wasn't that thread 1?
And didn't we end up leading a police chase right into the dojo?

>>39966172
Yep. And got some good ole police brutality too.

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>>39966129

No problem. I live in California during a record drought, so I'm not really minding the rainfall my little area's getting.

>>39966172
>>39966227

And Mr. Karate handing Katja a new ass on a platter too.

>>39966090

"... I can get a ride pretty quick" you tell her, wanting to get away from this chick as the alcohol finally starting to set in a little.

King looks to Katja annd explains how she'll have Sally & Elisabeth look after her motorcycle (A Manx Norton? Something old-school like that at least) and she agrees to it after trying to get up and seeing her legs turn to rubber. You grab Katja up by her shoulder and walk her out of the bar and out to the back parking lot, plopping her but on the back of your Vespa as you hand her a helmet.

"Hang on tight. I like to ride fast" you tell her before firing up the engine.

"Hey, this lil'bugger's got some bite" you hear her say.

Oh, if only she and the United Nations knew what kind of alien technology was in this thing...

You grin at her words and ride out into the night with reckless abandon, the dull dark streets leading towards the neon-lit China Town in almost no time at all. Curiously, Katsha didn't seem to mind, over even hurl after you stopped out in front of some arcade that no one in their right mind would try to vandalize.

"Again! AGAIN!" she yelled, giddy as a shcoolgirl getting off a roller-coaster as you quickly explained that you were going to scour the back alleys and shady video stores for a copy of "Deadly Skies 3". She nodded and got up to stretch while you did just that, searching high and low but only seeing official releases of the first 2 films (That were MUCH more grounded in reality). Sooner or later you finally found it, though on a bootleg DVD with a jewel case and some generic "Tough Girl" fighting aliens on the back (Probably not even the same movie). The guy said it was "Region-Free" though, so you could probably watch it up in her room.

>>39966405

DVD in hand, you tell her to slip it in a pocket of her jumpsuit (Or are they just motorcycle leathers?) before riding off back to the hotel outside of town. She's a little winded from riding on your demonic hellspawn of a Vespa (An experimental engine some guy at NESTS made in the basement can do that)

>A. Get commentary on the DVD from Katja & Angel, Mystery Science Theater 3000-style.

>B. Get a synopsis of it, then continue the last little bit of your "Date" as Angel.

>C. As fun as it was running around China Town and "Haggling" with that guy over it, it's getting late and you kind of lost the mood to watch it now.

>D. Something Else...? (Write-In Vote)

>E. That's the bottom line, because "Big Black Thundah" said so!

Last round of voting for the night. Some real-life thunder's telling me to try and wrap this up ASAP.

>>39966506
>A. Get commentary on the DVD from Katja & Angel, Mystery Science Theater 3000-style.
No way in hell in picking any other option! MST3K! Date style!

>>39966506
>A. Get commentary on the DVD from Katja & Angel, Mystery Science Theater 3000-style.
I expect plenty of comparisons between Katja and the clone actress.

>>39966506
>>A. Get commentary on the DVD from Katja & Angel, Mystery Science Theater 3000-style.
And appropriate soundtrack https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D5xhfCGcAYw

>>39966506

>A. Get commentary on the DVD from Katja & Angel, Mystery Science Theater 3000-style.

This is the only answer worth doing IMO.

>>39966506
>A. Get commentary on the DVD from Katja & Angel, Mystery Science Theater 3000-style.

Will that wannabe-Rambo chick show up?

>>39966506

>E.

Fighting to stay awake for the last few updates of today. Sorry for the wait anons!

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>>39966539

You park your Franken-Vespa next to Andrew Draco's prized ride (Some long, low, black car with flared fenders and air scoops all over) and prop Katja up before the two of you walk up to the front entrance, some lonely doorman helping you get inside. You ask the guy behind the desk what floor your friend's room is on and promptly kick yourself when you realize that Katsha has got Kazhaya's old penthouse to herself (You shudder to think about all of the ungodly shit he could've done up there and pray that at least the sheets got changed)...

"Katsha" plops down on the couch as you head over to the near-hidden "Entertainment Center" and slide open a hidden control panel that reveals a big-ass flat-screen TV & "Bluray" player behind a large, gaudy painting.

"Right, let's get on with this shit" you hear Katja say as you pop the movie in and hop on the couch next to her. The screen goes black for a little bit before some cheesy-ass rock'n'roll starts playing (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FjLavMXiP8U) and already Katja's laughing.

"Christ, they didn't even care that they stole the title theme from somethin' else huh?" she hollers as the cast get introduced: The "Regular Guy" hero, the "Token Black Guy", some cute perky mechanic chick... And a "Pretty-Boy" blonde dude with hair that fully covers his right eye nd makes Katja's jaw drop.

"Holy shit, I think I dated that guy once."

"Get the fuck out, really?"

"Yeah, he like got us into some high-tone seafood place out in th'middle o'nowhere. I even wore a damn dress for it."

"You own a dress?"

"Well, I didn't wear leathers'n'a tank-top to the party did I?" she fires back just before the infamous "Shower Scene", where Katja's "Double"parades around a steamy bathroom.

"I'm just gonna say fer'the record that I wish my arse looked that good."

>>39967463

"You can practically see the surgery scar on her bum mang" you point out. "And the chest too."

"Nah, they probably just put some make-up on it or touched it up in post-production with some horny lad's lap-top, because I've been 'round girls with bods like that."

You had a "Yeah, me too" quip ready, but drop it and try to get a grip on the plot... And the thousands of sub-plots going on as "TotallyNot F14 Tomcats" dog-fight with some black-pointed toy spaceships on a green screen while having smash-cuts back-and-forth between pilots, captains, the grounds crew, admirals, generals, majors...

"This shit's bloody crazy."

"Too frantic for the amount of time you get on each part and character crammed in" you say out loud. "Pretty pictures though."

Then the film takes a twist as one pilot (The "Regular Guy") gets shot down (By the blonde "Pretty Boy"), ejects and lands in the middle of a jungle... Where he takes off the flight suit, picks up a monster of an assault rifle that was just sort of lying around and find out that the "Guy" was in fact a girl all along.

"Well fuck me, she's hot."

"Yeah?"

"Fuck yeah mate. I could see her at the dojo makin' some tugger cry fer'his'mum'n'dad."

"Cambodia my arse. Where they film this, my dad's backyard? Look see, there's the tree I used to hop into my next door neighbor's watterin' hole.

A couple of pretty sick "Stealth Kills" go down (Including shooting a guy right between his eyes while back somersaulting OVER his head) were pretty good, but then a hail of gunfire pins her down and she dies...

"Well that bloody sucked. What a waste o'a'character."

"More like a waste of body right?"

More exposition, except now your "Double" gets called in to do a "Stealth Ops" mission involving what the movie calls a "YOLO" jump... FROM SPACE.

"Fuckin' really?"

"I don't even know mang, shit's hetting retarded."

A pretty slick action sequence involving dodging gun-fire and missiles later, she arrives in a Cambodian Jungle.

I like how Weasel has to come up with these setpieces for a fictional D-grade sci-fi action flick.

But he's pulling them off pretty well I think. Almost like he's taking it from a movie he's seen! The rat fink! XP

>>39967723

"Kay, we get it, yer' arse looks awesome and yer' clothes show it off."

"Are there any guys in this flick? I keep seeing buff babes everywhere" you joke, but eat your words when the next scene is in a shower back at "The Base in Space".

"Cute buts everywhere."

"Eh, blonde one's the best."

"What, the greasy fat guy with a beard and chest hair not your type?"

The movie kind of hovers on the blonde guy for a bit, some melodrama about "The price of war" and "The guilt of loss" swirling around in this guy's head... Then we find out his name.

"SHIN? You've got a blonde-haired, blue-eyed white boy'n'his name is bloody Shin Van Der Zandt?"

"It's like they know most people think "Normal" Japanese guys can't be fighter pilots, so they find some way to cram them in anyhow. Like with that one baseball player who's dad is Iranian."

"He a good looker?"

You shrug your shoulders as he scene returns back to where the "NotRegular Girl" ("Jun", her name was) was left to drown in a pool of blood... Except it wasn't?!

"What. The. FUCK?"

"She LIVED? Though that?!"

Some exposition and a couple of really bad-looking CG'ed graphics try to explain her suit's godlike defense, but they only seem to make both of your heads hurt.

"That's just bullshit. "Synthetic oil"? Shit's fucking red as artery blood!"

"NANOMACHINES, mate!"

You chuckle at that as Jun has to strip off her futuristic digs and try to crawl around in the nearby swamp "As god made her".

"Oh look, my high-tech bulletproof swimsuit got damaged! I know, I'll steal some guy's flak jacket and make a bikini bottom out of his pants!" you jest as Jun snaps some mook's neck and steals his clothes.

"And there goes the top... God, I've seen pornos with better excuses for nudity'n'this shit."

You don't argue as the story back-tracks to the "Good Guy base" ("On Earth", it tells you) as a bunch of old guys are arguing about what the hell is going on.

"It's like they put a camera on the audience!" you smirk.

>>39967967

Some more dogfights up in the outer-reaches of the atmosphere, the "Token Black Guy" is somehow still alive ("That's gotta be a new record" Katsha quips), but trouble's brewing on the bad-guy's space station-airforce base.

"Evil giant hivemind on Mars? Evil, giant hivemind on Mars."

"The fuck am I lookin' at?"

"A conspiracy" you think out loud, wondering if that NESTS station on Mars is still operable and full of people that don't know what happened.. Which is when we see "Not-Katja" back in the jungle, trekking through the underbrush while Jun does the same (Though now sporting an assault rifle and an actual pair of panties).

"Looks like they said "Fuck it, lose the homemade look" and went with somethin' from Shermie's catalog."

There are a couple of moments where things get "Still" and tense as the Jun character feels something in the water while "Not-Katja" hears something in the brush moving towards her...

"Christ that's a big snake. Like fuck me I'd hve t'give it some good'ole lightnin' if Isaw that fucker wrppin' round my leg."

"Looks CGI to me."

"If it is it blows the holy crap outta Hollywood" she says as the Jun wrestles with an impossibly huge python ("Man-Eater" most likely) before grabbing a ludicrously large machete from a sheath. "OK, now THAT'S a fuckin' knife right there mate."

"Where does she find this stuff? Random pick-ups?"

A pretty decent fight between (wo)man and beast follows, with Jun hacking the bloody thin into pieces. "Not-Katja", meanwhile, is fighting a pack of commandos off with only a wooden stick and some rope.

"Y'think I could learn how t'do that?"

"If you were, like, able to manipulate molecules in the rope and wood, then yeah maybe" you tell her, thinking back to the experiments NESTS did with pieces of paper.

Soon enough, Jun & "Not-Katja" unite & embrace in a big, sweaty "GAR"-hug.

"Gertrude? OK then."

"Jah, real niggaz come from HA~AM BURG" you joke, throwing out some random hand gesture.

>>39968150

"Double-Agent Lovers? I'm OK with this."

Just as they were right about to kiss and walk back through the jungle like it were a sunset-strewn meadow, we get another shot of the alien hive-mind and some ominous-looking

"And the plot kicks to life in... Shit, how long IS this damn thing?"

You shrug and are starting to lose your patience as the two warring states seem to put differences aside and go after "The Mothership".

"What's with the logo the black ships have?"

"What about it?"

"I keep feelin' like I saw it somewhere..."

The logo in question is a big "X" on a white circle... As far as you know, no major army or crime syndicate uses something like that. However, just as you're about to reassure her of that the Black Guy for the "Good Guys" & The Pretty Boy Blonde decide to use their jet's "Ultra-Hidden Omega Blsters" to try and blast at the exposed core of "The Mothership"... And, it's just... Almost....!

"Right down to the cheesy explosion loud enough t'be heard through space."

"And the rain of space junk that never gets close enough to hit earth... At least it's over" you hear yourself say with a weary sigh. Fuck, it feels like it's late... But the credits start to roll and some black & white photos play over some cool piano-driven music https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CeRyt4c3C4g, one of them of "Gertrude" & "Jun" getting married.

"Aw, that's sweet" you hear Katsha say before the obligatory "Ticker-Tape Parade" for "Shin" and "Roger" through some metropolis.

In the end, while there were about a million plot holes, dropped subplots and way too many characters crammed into it (Seriously, were the generals THAT important early on when the Reverse-Trap pilot was cheating on his crush while "Shin" & "Roger" both belonged to some weird-ass "Society" that compelled them to save the planet?), "Deadly Skies 3" had some awesome fights and was too entertaining to be considered among the worst films ever made...

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You take a look up at the clock and see it's well past midnight and try to get up, but find that Katja fell asleep on your shoulder, her leathersuit top rolled down to a simple, rather-tight Red Tank-Top...

>A. Ask if you could crash on her couch. It's probably about as comfortable as the bed in your room and you're too tired to force yourself back to the other side of the hotel.

>B. Just lazily situate yourself so that you're fast asleep with Katja draped all over you.

>C. Drag yourself up, tuck Katja into bed and head down to your place before you start sleepwalking their.

>D. Wake up the next day as Katja Hartkern and try to get over the MASSIVE hang-over you've got.

>E. Something Else...? (Write-In Vote)

>F. Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" Vote to determine which character to gain control of for a possible "Side-Story")

===

>Pause Thread

Thanks to all that participated today!

I plan to resume this thread tomorrow at 10 AM PST/ 1 PM EST.

Until then, the voting for the next session starter shall be open and as always, you can follow what's happening with this quest using the Twitter link in the OP.

Have a good night's rest and/or a good day.

>>39968393
>B. Just lazily situate yourself so that you're fast asleep with Katja draped all over you.
We'll try not to ruin the moment.

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>>39968393

>B. Just lazily situate yourself so that you're fast asleep with Katja draped all over you.

So... All said and done, does Jean-Claude Gabriel look like the guy from Area 88 more than Black Lagoon's "The Wizard"? Or what?

>>39968393
>B. Just lazily situate yourself so that you're fast asleep with Katja draped all over you.

Damn hivemind stronk

>>39968393

>F. Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" Vote to determine which character to gain control of for a possible "Side-Story")

Fiona Graves.

>>39968393

>B.

>>39968393
>B. Just lazily situate yourself so that you're fast asleep with Katja draped all over you.
>D. Wake up the next day as Katja Hartkern and try to get over the MASSIVE hang-over you've got.

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>>39968393

>B. Just lazily situate yourself so that you're fast asleep with Katja draped all over you.

Then

>F. Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" Vote to determine which character to gain control of for a possible "Side-Story")

Fiona Graves? We haven't checked up on her in a while... Also, who wouldn't want to beat up Mr. Big?

>>39971999
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>Updates officially resume

>You are now in control of Angel

>Date: Friday, June 11th

>Hours before your next fight: ?

>Time of Day: 12:37 AM

You feel your eyelids sag, the clock on your phone flashing back at you while a certain somebody is nuzzling up to your shoulder. You yawn, then try to sprawl yourself out on the couch, your "Date" from tonight acting like a pretty good blanket as you drift off to sleep. All in all, it was a good little time. A couple more little dinner-dates like this and who knows, you might even get comfortable enough to let her in on all of the crazy shit you know from working with NESTS... Or at least her father.

Sitting her down and talking about all of her "Sisters" would be good too, because the girl that played "Jun" in that crazy-as-balls movie the two of you endured looked like an Asian one... Kind of like K9999 compared to all of the Kusanagi clones, actually. And that's an especially apt comparison because there actually is/was one that was "Different" from all of the others.

You could tell how nervous she was throughout the whole thing though. Hell, today was a big step for you too; You let on more about what you've seen and dealt with at NESTS than with anybody except K9999 and that... Well, THAT was something you never want to go through again. Besides, the guy was insane andd wouldn't have lasted in the "Real" world at all. Not to mention the "Manlet" complex and how you were older and stronger... But that came and went.

"Like tears in the rain", you think... Damn it, you really are a Roy Batty, huh?

>A. Assume the role of Fiona Graves and fight the "Second Southtown Team".

>B. Resume control of Katja Hartkern and try not to freak out when you wake up with a monster hangover on top of Angel.

>C. Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" Vote to determine which character to gain control of for a possible "Side-Story")

>D. Something Else...? (Write-In Vote)

>>39972727
>B. Resume control of Katja Hartkern and try not to freak out when you wake up with a monster hangover on top of Angel.

Shenanigans FTW.

>>39972727

>A.

>>39972727
>B. Resume control of Katja Hartkern and try not to freak out when you wake up with a monster hangover on top of Angel.

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>>39972727

>A. Assume the role of Fiona Graves and fight the "Second Southtown Team".

This can either go very well or very badly... I want to see what happens.

>>39972727

>B. Resume control of Katja Hartkern and try not to freak out when you wake up with a monster hangover on top of Angel.

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>>39972860

>Wanting to watch Grant or Kain BTFO 3 pretty girls

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>>39972855
>>39972885

>You now resume direct control of Katja Hartkern

>Days until your next fight in "The Infinite Match": 5

Your head pounds like the beat of a kick-drum as you slowly open your eyes, staring up at the ceiling. You can feel that you're not on your bed... The couch maybe? If it were it would explain why you don't have any covers over you and why you're still wearing you leathers from yesterday. Plus, you've got a couple of pillows in this weird spot on your back and...

Wait a minute... Those aren't pillows.

...

OH FUCK THOSE AREN'T PILLOWS!

Wide awake now, you stealthily get up and see your "Date" from last night resting softly, cramped up near the right side of the sofa snoring and sounding oddly like a cat to your ears... Almost a human example of that stupid "If it fits, I sits" thing that was popular online a while ago.

Well fuck... Here you had an actual, out-of-your-control dream that was clearly fueled by the ludicrous movie you watched with Angel the night before about smuggling some illegal body-pillows across some post-apocalyptic future, but found that you happened to actually...

No, fuck this. You're done. So fucking done.

You try to walk up to your bathroom as quietly as possible and take a long, hot shower, lost in thought over what the hell you're going to do. It's not like that party you don't remember the events of and woke up curled up on Terry Bogard's couch; You actually... You slept with a woman. Fucking'A you slept with a woman on the first night you bloody met her?

...

You shake your head at the thought and finish up, drying off and wrapping a towel around yourself before heading back out to see Angel stirring up. Hell, that pounding you felt was probably her heartbeat or something... And god, WHY did you let her into your room?

"Morning" she says with a cute little hand wave, her voice again having this odd, cat-like quality. "Have a good sleep?"

>>39973204

Your eyes widen, that whole "Floor falling out from underneath you" feeling creeping it's way back into your consciousness as you're almost paralyzed with fear... And shit, it's been almost forever since you've felt like this, huh? It makes you wonder how you even functioned when you had "Attacks" like this all the time... Well, not this bad, but fuck your legs are starting to really shake now.

>Wat Do?

>A. Try to smile, break out of this fear... You could've done a thousand times worse than Angel, right?

>B. Get dressed, get going, ride out to wherever and just be by yourself to collect your thoughts.

>C. Ask her very calmly WHAT HAPPENED last night and pray she answers with at least a kernel of truth.

>D. Something Else...? (Write-In Vote)

>E. FREAK OUT AND PUNCH PEOPLE.

>>39973204
Sleep-sleep, not fuck-sleep. Poor girl.

>>39973265
>C. Ask her very calmly WHAT HAPPENED last night and pray she answers with at least a kernel of truth.

Spaghetti before breakfast isn't good for you.

>>39973265
>C. Ask her very calmly WHAT HAPPENED last night and pray she answers with at least a kernel of truth.
Another Katja panic attack? Yeesh.

>>39973265
>C. Ask her very calmly WHAT HAPPENED last night and pray she answers with at least a kernel of truth.

>>39973265

>C.

This is like a watershed moment for her, huh? Like at Shermie's all over again.

>>39973265

>C. Ask her very calmly WHAT HAPPENED last night and pray she answers with at least a kernel of truth.

>>39973326
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>>39973357
>>39973366
>>39973437

No. Not now. Not today, not tomorrow, not ever... You fucking got past this once, you're not letting your own fears about yourself get to you again.

"G'mornin" you tell her, walking down towards the "Den"-like area where she's at. "Hate askin' this, but... What happened last night?"

"You fell asleep and pinned me on the couch after the movie was over" Angel tells you. Then a smirk creeps up on her face when she asks "What did you think when I said "Sleep"? Huh?"

You blush at the thought and explain "Er... Well, I was jus'wonderin' because I got hammered at a party once'n'I STILL don't remember what happened."

She nods, then says "Yeah, I hear you. I got to check in with the guys and get ready to go out and fight somebody today."

"Shit, you're fightin' today? I'm sorry fer'tryin't'drink you under the table'n'all."

"It's OK... I need to be like, REALLY tired to get drunk and have a hangover the next day."

You don't know what to make of that, but you ask "Is it too much t'ask t'do this again sometime?" just before Amgel gets to the door.

She stops, pauses for a little bit as it feels like time slowed to a crawl waiting for an answer... Then says "Yeah. I had fun."

"Y'gotta number? Or?"

"I'll text it to you in a little bit" she says, then shrugs and says "Well, see ya... Kat-Shaw?"

"Nah, it's pronounced "Cat-Jah" you clear up for her. "And good luck today mate!"

She smiles back at you, that toothy grin from yesterday staring back you for a moment frozen in time before she walks out.

Well that was a big relief. Maybe you should be less set in an idea, or need to break the habit of theorizing about shit before you fucking ASK a question and get an answer, because blacking out over whether you THOUGHT you had sex with somebody just... Defies belief. And common sense, now that you think about it. Maybe your brain did get a couple of loose wires crossed after too many hits, or both of the electrocutions?

>>39973770

>A. Get a light breakfast, then see if there'sa way you can sweat out all of the toxins your body got exposed to last night.

>B. Change into some work-out gear and get cracking; You probably over-slept and need to being tip-top shape for whenever your next fight is, tournament or not.

>C. Get some grub, then check out what's going on in the world today; You aren't in any shape or mind to train hard right now...

>D. Get one of your jackets, put on a swimsuit and take a ride out to Sound Beach; You need to relax a little bit today.

>E. Something Else...? (Write-In Vote)

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>>39973862

>A. Get a light breakfast, then see if there's a way you can sweat out all of the toxins your body got exposed to last night WITHOUT any hard exercise.

Fixed.

>>39973862
>>39973883

>A.

>>39973862
>C. Get some grub, then check out what's going on in the world today; You aren't in any shape or mind to train hard right now...

A tournament update would be good IMHO.

>>39973862
>C. Get some grub, then check out what's going on in the world today; You aren't in any shape or mind to train hard right now...

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>>39973862

>D. Get one of your jackets, put on a swimsuit and take a ride out to Sound Beach; You need to relax a little bit today.

Fun in the sun? Count me in.

>>39973862

>C. Get some grub, then check out what's going on in the world today; You aren't in any shape or mind to train hard right now...

>>39973862
>>E. Something Else...? (Write-In Vote)
Stretch
>>D. Get one of your jackets, put on a swimsuit and take a ride out to Sound Beach; You need to relax a little bit today.

>>39973862
>>39973976
>>39973999

At first you think it would be good to slip into some clothes and do your exercises for the day to get them out of the day, but your piss-poor balance scuppers that. That's when you consider blowing off your training for a bit, grabbing a bikini and riding down to Sound Beach for some R&R, but in truth you're in no condition to ride your 'bike either...

Finally, you sigh, grab a small breakfast to see if it'll stay in your stomach and fire up your lap-top; You want to check in on the tournament... Or, you WOULD if the internet connection wasn't a steaming pile of shit that forces you to get through about a thousand different menus and times you out...

You shake your head, then fish out your cellphone and turn it into a portable Wi-Fi router. You don' normally do this, as your plan is pretty awful and capped, but it's better than nothing. The "Infinite Match" page loads up quickly and the first image you see is of "Post-Fight Coverage" of the match between "The New Gorgeous Team" & "The Second Southtown Team", most of the latter looking like Gangsters you recall seeing somewhere before. You have a feeling that they got their faces stomped in because fuck, the mountain-man in the mask looks fucking terrifying but you never know, Tsuyako bleedin' dropped you in sparring once and Fiona's of strong will...

>A. Click on the link and hope that Fiona & Tsuyako didn't get maimed or something... Though, if they had somebody would've called you already...

>B. Read the preview of the "ACCIDENT" fight involving "The Wildcard Team" for laughs. Hell, what is an "ACCIDENT" in King of Fighters terms anyway?

>C. Save the "New Gorgeous Team Vs. Second Southtown Team" fight for last and check everything else out instead just in case it went badly for your friends...

>D. Get changed, head down to the lobby and see if you can get better signal down there; The gigs you pay for your phone aren't cheap.

>E. Something Else...? (Write-In Vote)

>>39974805

>C.

>>39973862
>D. Get one of your jackets, put on a swimsuit and take a ride out to Sound Beach; You need to relax a little bit today.
We'll detox for today, given the past couple days. A tightened bow string eventually snaps; it needs to loosen when not in use.

>>39974805
>>B. Read the preview of the "ACCIDENT" fight involving "The Wildcard Team" for laughs. Hell, what is an "ACCIDENT" in King of Fighters terms anyway?

>>39974805
>B. Read the preview of the "ACCIDENT" fight involving "The Wildcard Team" for laughs. Hell, what is an "ACCIDENT" in King of Fighters terms anyway?

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>>39974805

>B. Read the preview of the "ACCIDENT" fight involving "The Wildcard Team" for laughs. Hell, what is an "ACCIDENT" in King of Fighters terms anyway?

It would be worth it just to get to the speculation on who their opponent might be.

>>39974805
>C. Save the "New Gorgeous Team Vs. Second Southtown Team" fight for last and check everything else out instead just in case it went badly for your friends...

>>39974805
>B. Read the preview of the "ACCIDENT" fight involving "The Wildcard Team" for laughs. Hell, what is an "ACCIDENT" in King of Fighters terms anyway?

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>>39974968
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>>39974925
>>39974917

The article about those gang-bangers off in the next county is intriguing, especially when one of them looks like he could've been Jean-Claude Gabriel's older brother or something, but Angel's fight later today is what you go for. After all, the whole "ACCIDENT!" in all-caps and flashing on the page is distracting enough that you'd click the link just to get it to go away. Besides that, what the fuck is an "Accident Fight" anyway?

A few minutes later and you get a pretty comprehensive answer: In KOF Terms, an "ACCIDENT" (Note the all-caps) is when a Team has to fight only one opponent in order to advance. Sounds pretty much a "Showcase", as boxing would call it (IE "A chance to watch somebody get their shit kicked in"), but there's a couple of catches to the deal: The fighter is completely unknown until he/she/??? arrives and is usually pretty fucking strong.

Curiously, it seems that all but one person (The "???" called Jyazu) that had previously been "ACCIDENT" in King of Fighters tournaments are all fighting in the tournament proper this year, and their records all look kind of stout. Makes you wonder who they could drag out out of retirement or find for a gig like that...?

Shit, the "Comments" section is chock-full of hilarious suggestions, right up to "Adolf Hitler's ghost reborn in a Transexual Female". No wonder that an Administrator locked the section so no new comments could be posted... And you got to wonder what kind of fanbase KOF has if a joke like that could be made?

"Meh, it's just the Internet" you think out loud, then look for something else to occupy your time.

>A. "New Gorgeous Team Vs. Second Southtown Team"

>B. "Team Korea Vs. Team K' "

>C. "The Kenka Banchou Team Vs. Grapplers of the World Team"

>D. "Team Japan Vs. ACCIDENT"

>E. Get changed, head down to the lobby and see if you can get signal down there; The gigs you pay for your phone aren't cheap.

>F. Something Else...? (Write-In Vote)

>>39975221
Is it just me or does that monkey look like Eugene Levy?
I think it's the eyebrow thing.

>>39975248
>>A. "New Gorgeous Team Vs. Second Southtown Team"

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>>39975221

Welcome to Jean-Claude Gabriel's idea of what a King of Fighter's tournament is.

>>39975248

>A. "New Gorgeous Team Vs. Second Southtown Team"

>>39975350

Eh, better than Falcoon's IMO.

>>39975248

>B. "Team Korea Vs. Team K' "

I'm pretty sure that Katja's fighting the winner of this next.

>>39975248

>A.

>>39975248
>B. "Team Korea Vs. Team K' "
Not a lot of banter between quest followers in here huh?

>>39975464

Eh, there was early on, but most of it was speculation about what the world was going to be like and which OCs were inspired by/based off of who etc. etc. At this point, most of the unknowns left are tied to characters we don't get a chance to interact with or are outside of the MC's knowledge.

>>39975464

No, not really. It's kind of civil around here compared to other threads I've lurked.

>>39975248
>B. "Team Korea Vs. Team K' "
KOREA STRONK
SABOMNIM KIM IS YOUR FRIEND
HE FIGHTS FOR JUSTICE

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>>39975248

>B. "Team Korea Vs. Team K' "

>>39975536
Yeah I get that. Kinda dry though just waiting for weasel to push the update through the Internet while it screams in pain.
>>39975560
Yeah like I said above kinda dry with not a lot of talking just waiting for weasel. As long as everyone remains calm things stay civil. DBZ space alcoholic quest has a lot of talking and remains civil except for once or twice but there are always exceptions ya know?

>>39975677

A lot of /tg/ fucked off this quest a long time ago when dice rolled against Katja's favor and Weasel handled it badly. That and KOF & SNKP just aren't as popular, or come with a huge built-in base of fans.

>>39975677
Plus, there's little waifuing/husbandoing, mostly because Katja is so self-conscious and socially awkward as it is. If there IS waifuing, it's between Angel, Shermie and Avery (rookie Agent and Katja's first superfan/groupie).

>>39975737

Katja kind of suffers from "Worst girl surrounded by better, more interesting chracters" syndrome too.

>>39975764

Come on, she's gotten better...

4chan's getting goofy on me today Anons. Sorry for the delay.

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>>39975674

You take a brief look at the bracket listings after chuckling through the last of the closed comments section of the "Wildcard ACCIDENT" and see that you, Yuri & King are going to be going up against whoever's the winner of the "Team Korea Vs. Team K' " fight... And speaking of which, you haven;t seen Kim Kaphwan since you left the Kyokugen Dojo, huh? Wonder if he still wants that fight with one of his students... Hell, what if he wants to fight you one of these days?

You feel kind of a chill go around your shoulders, but then you look around and notice that the refrigerator in the open kitchen's slightly cracked open. Huh... That's odd. You walk up, close the sucker with a nice shoulder-tap, then head back to the couch to check in old Kim and his crew against a guy that looks like he could've been your brother.

"Power of Justice", huh?" you think out loud as Kim stands strong, that creepy, perfect smile and glint in his eye as the tagline "Team Korea Upset!"

You snort out loud in laughter at the looping video they have up of K' getting bodied by an enormous fat man with... Shit, what is that? Looks like the kind of ball & chain they'd only put on prisoners in old movies. Shit, he fucking flings that thing around like, wotsit, a "Ku-Sari-Gama"? And... Freddy Kreuger Midget? Freddy Kreuger Midget. Christ, you might have to get some new, cheap leathers to rip up against that guy. Or at least wear the least-liked of your outfit against him...

Damn, you kind of wanted to meet that guy and his friends. Sideburns dude looked handsome...

>A. "New Gorgeous Team Vs. Second Southtown Team"

>B. "The Kenka Banchou Team Vs. Grapplers of the World Team"

>C. "Team Japan Vs. ACCIDENT"

>D. Something Else...? (Write-In Vote)

>E. Get changed, head down to the lobby and see if you can get signal down there; The gigs you pay for your phone aren't cheap.

>>39976268

>A.

You running this quest on a toaster or what Weasel?

>>39976268

>B. "The Kenka Banchou Team Vs. Grapplers of the World Team"

Something different.

>>39976268
>A. "New Gorgeous Team Vs. Second Southtown Team"

>>39976268
>D. Something Else...? (Write-In Vote) Go bother Shermie at her store. Call King and let her know your fine-ish.

>>39976268

>A. "New Gorgeous Team Vs. Second Southtown Team"

Fiona a best.

>>39976268
>>A. "New Gorgeous Team Vs. Second Southtown Team"

>>39976292

Kind of...? My lap-tops old, but not really ancient.

>>39976389
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>>39976457

You're honestly starting to get a little bored lazing around, incessantly clicking on pages with the herky-jerky touch-pad on your lap-top. Maybe it's just because you don't do it all the time since you've started gearing up for the fights and stuff. The sun up and the blue sky becconing out of the windows are a tease too; You know you're not in it to start really training today, and a trip downto the beach sounds good... Maybe bug Shermie at her store? You DO want that catalog for a keepsake in case you have, like, some freak accident that destroys half of your face from Kim's legs, or the midget's claws, or the fat guy's... Well, everything really.

Not just yet though. There's one other result you want to know. You click the link to the fight you were dreading to read about and hope your friends got out of it OK. Winning against those guys might've been a tall order, but if they could hold their heads high about it, they could walk away some dignity, right?

You put that thought away when you almost feel like getting a nosebleed as the first picture pops up: Tsuyako Horikawa trying to keep her costume together with one arm while a referee holds up the other, a deep blush on her face...

Your eyes widen as you get through to the details: Mai Shiranui fought Mr. Big to a draw, but was awarded the win on... Points? The fuck did it say anything about bloody points in that pamphlet they blew up onto a big-ass projector? Who scores them? Where'the'bloody judges in your last two fights? You better call King and ask her about all of that sooner or later, because you can smell something fishy going on here...

Anyway, after getting blown out by "Grant" (The guy with the scary mask), Tsuyako stepped in and somehow survived up until the last few seconds, where she landed her "Finisher" ("The Eye of the Storm") hard enough it burst the seams right off her...

>>39976858

You're still looking at that just how small her outfit is, clearly wondering why the KOF-backed media has tried to ignore Shermie's "Work" in designing it and how much Tsuyako fills it out, espcially when girls her size are considered "Fashionable" nowadays. It's even stranger that you're analyzing it as much as you are, because she's not really a "Type" to you; A friend, nothing more. Also, it's not like the things about as much as Mai's "Traditional Ninja Garb", but it looks like that chick with the glasses at the press conference might've had a point after all...

Regardless, Tsuyako opted out of fighting the last guy ("Kain R. Heinlen", the caption says) so "Ultima" arrives and proceeded to "Clean Up", shouldering through a big-ass projectile for the KO less than halfway through the final round... And a sinking feeling sets in when you realize that they're on the other side of the bracket.

"They're contenders now" you think, then read at the bottom of the article. Not that they weren't in your mind, but the tone of the article mirrors the one that you read about fighting "Mr. Karate" and his old buddies in Tokyo and the gravity of having to fight them at the end of all this kicks in.

Still, you're happy that they survived. God knows you liked how Mai got BTFO but you know, maybe you'd just need to get to know her better; See if she really is as much of a bitch as Yuri & King made her out to be... Some other time maybe. For now, you want to...?

>A. Get dressed, grab a Bikini/Swimsuit and head down to "Sound Beach"; You want just relax today.

>B. Ride out to "Meadow's Park" and try to meditate a little. Maybe you could get your spiritual side back in balance (Or Something)

>C. Stay inside your room and find out what a "Kenka Banchou" is what a team of them would look like.

>D. Something Else...? (Write-In Vote)

>>39977438
>B. Ride out to "Meadow's Park" and try to meditate a little. Maybe you could get your spiritual side back in balance (Or Something)

>>39977438
>A. Get dressed, grab a Bikini/Swimsuit and head down to "Sound Beach"; You want just relax today.

>>39977438

>A. Get dressed, grab a Bikini/Swimsuit and head down to "Sound Beach"; You want just relax today.

So, is Tsuyako a total landwhale? Or just "Healthy"? Also, how small is her outfit supposed to be?

>>39977438

>A. Get dressed, grab a Bikini/Swimsuit and head down to "Sound Beach"; You want just relax today.

>>39977645

Somebody posted a posted a Pixiv artist's page a few threads ago and Weasel OK'd it, but there's no real art of what she looks like.

>>39977438
>>A. Get dressed, grab a Bikini/Swimsuit and head down to "Sound Beach"; You want just relax today.

>>39977743

OK, just was wondering.

>>39977438
>A. Get dressed, grab a Bikini/Swimsuit and head down to "Sound Beach"; You want just relax today.

>>39977645
We'll leave it at "notably healthy."

No mention towards Katja being hot for Maxima? Good taste.

>>39977965

That would end up with Katja in the hospital in a lower-body cast as Maxima trying not to look embarrassed...

>>39977645

She's bigger than an average person, but nothing too extreme. Tsuyako's body is noted in the story because her body type is rare for fighting games in general and no KOF chick comes close to her... "Size", I guess. The outfit is supposed to be a larger, covers-more-up version of a Dead or Alive outfit I used in tournaments until it got "Banned", but that's another story.

>>39977510
>>39977645
>>39977743
>>39977849

Get going and ride down to the beach... Yeah, that's it mate. That's exactly what you need today.

You shut your lap-top down, hang up your towel back where you found it and get dressed to go to the beach and just... Relax today. Hell, just thinking about the word seems alien to you: "Relax... Relax... Relax? Relax" you think over and over again as you pick out a Black Bikini and your trusty Black, "French-Cut" one-piece just in case you get a wild hair and want to train in the surf and sand.

You arrive at "Sound Beach" just past lunchtime and spend who knows how long there, the time melting away as you soak up sun and work on keeping your natural tan... And as much as you want to chastise yourself for slacking off like this, you can't deny how great it feels to have no pressure to do anything if you didn't want to today. No press to deal with, no training to worry about... Just an azure sea, yellow-white sand and the sun. Bliss.

Eventually, the winds pick up and try to spoil your afternoon, but your head's stopped pounding and you can feel your balance return when you stand up... Almost like you could train a little to fight the "Wind Chill"...?

>A. Slip on your one-piece, stretch and do a warm-up routine. Depending on how well it goes, you could try to finish it out so that the day would be a total lazy waste.

>B. Put on your one-piece for warmth and just... Be today. You need it.

>C. Get your Jacket & pants back on andgrab some lunch; You're hungry.

>D. Something Else...? (Write-In Vote)

>>39978544

>B.

We came here to relax. We can sweat our as off working out tomorrow.

>>39978544
>B. Put on your one-piece for warmth and just... Be today. You need it.

Who did you main btw? It's for... "Science".

>>39978544
>B. Put on your one-piece for warmth and just... Be today. You need it.
Between the dark energy, the pressure and everything else, Katja needs to detox more than ever. At the rate things are going, Katja was going to burn out.

Katja was designed the way she was for the exact same reason: because literally no one else in KOF looks like a tall, dark-skinned, muscular-androdgynous woman with a blonde crewcut and a couple scars. There is no one out there designed like Katja. Then Fiona and Tsuyako had to show up and try to look just as, if not more, unique as Katja.

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>>39978544

>B. Put on your one-piece for warmth and just... Be today. You need it.

Also,

>DOA

>>39978544
>>A. Slip on your one-piece, stretch and do a warm-up routine. Depending on how well it goes, you could try to finish it out so that the day would be a total lazy waste.

>>39978690

Makes you wonder what the impact would've been if Katja teamed up with them...?

>>39978544

>A. Slip on your one-piece, stretch and do a warm-up routine. Depending on how well it goes, you could try to finish it out so that the day would be a total lazy waste.

>>39978748

Lesbians. Lesbians everywhere.

>>39978690
On the plus side in Katja's defense, she has a couple claims to fame of her own, such as being the only woman ever - who isn't named Sakazaki, at least - who (almost) conquered Kyokugen-ryuu. This is on top of her considered-rare electrokinesis. Being a built-from-the-ground-up NESTS test tube baby/superhuman also has its perks and earns points.

>>39978544
>C. Get your Jacket & pants back on andgrab some lunch; You're hungry. Try that Jamaican place again.

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>>39978776

>Implying that's a bad thing

>>39978893
>Turning Katja into a homewrecker
It's already enough that Katja is more-or-less bisexual, not merely an outright lesbian.

>>39978700
>>39978690
>>39978640
>>39978594

You look around, peace and calm as you can hear some seagulls squawking out in the distance. Then you think about what goes through your body when you train hard, the smell of sweat under your nostrils thinking back to all of the hours at the Kyokugenryyu Dojo in Japan, then in Southtown... Yeah, nah, you're actually content to just laze around today. Not even force yourself to do nothing (Because really, what would that do except drive you insane?), but just... "Stop to smell the roses?" That was the expression right?

Huh... Wonder where you could find a florist to help you out on that. Shit, do people even have flower gardens in Southtown? All you can think of are photos of the neighborhood Robert Garcia has a house in, but even then you've never been out there.

All of today and last night seems to be telling you one thing: That there's more to life than punching & kicking people for money. For too long, you've told yourself the opposite and tried to convince yourself that turning your body into a weapon, ready and able to destroy anyone that learned your "Secret" was the only way to live. Yet... Your "Secret" (IE Your very, very feminine form) wasn't really a secret at all, now that you think about it. If it were, Takuma would've had Ryo or Robert train you first, not Yuri...

Bah, it's too much to think about crap like that today; You just slip on your one-piece for a little warmth and bask the rays of the ever-shifting sun, listening to your stomach rumble a little. Damn, you should've packed something for a mini-picnic...

>A. Hit up that Jamaican place up near Shermie's, then bug the redhead herself and see if they re-stocked on catalogs.

>B. Hit China Town and give old man Lee Pai Long a visit. Plus food from that place across the street's good too.

>C. Hit the Pao Pao Cafe 2 for some lunch and watch the "Unknowns" fight each other for whatever reason.

>D. Something Else...? (Write-In Vote)

>>39979320
>A. Hit up that Jamaican place up near Shermie's, then bug the redhead herself and see if they re-stocked on catalogs.

>>39979320
>A. Hit up that Jamaican place up near Shermie's, then bug the redhead herself and see if they re-stocked on catalogs.

>>39979320
>A. Hit up that Jamaican place up near Shermie's, then bug the redhead herself and see if they re-stocked on catalogs.

>>39979320
>>A. Hit up that Jamaican place up near Shermie's, then bug the redhead herself and see if they re-stocked on catalogs.

>>39979320

>A.

Had to head home after a fight broke out at the pub I was typing this all out. Thankfully, I wasn't harmed and the police let me go after a few questions, so let's resume shall we?

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>>39980072

Your stomach rumbles again and you figure that your afternoon at the beach could use a break. Where to go though... Well, there's that one place run by Jamaican "Rasta-Mon" guys. They're cool and you haven't given them a visit since you "Found" the place. Plus, Shermie's just down the way...

Sadly, those crazy-cool guys you met that ran the place weren't there today. The food was still good though and you couldn't help but crack a smile when you saw that somebody scanned and blew-up one of the photos from your catalog shoot and framed the bloody thing. You thought about asking to sign it, but you leave a generous tip and quietly head out instead. 15 minutes later you're at "Fantastique La Femme", a life-sized cardboard cut-out of Shermie herself in one of the the windows and a new, fresh set of... Oddly demure (But bright-colored) bikinis modeled in the others.

Huh... Wonder what's up with that? A preview for her next line or something?

You walk in and see a couple of girls browsing the racks, a guy with his girlfriend faux-trying one on over her clothes and Shermie's behind the counter, looking worried until you walk towards her.

"Why so glum?"

Her mood instantly brightens as she gives you a half-hug across the counter and a coulpe of "How-are-you?"s. "Oh, nothing... Just hard dealing with critics lately."

"Why? Y'said business was boomin', right?"

"It is, but" she starts to say, then pauses and sighs. "I don't know, it's just that when I went to design these, I had no agenda, no malice; I wanted women to feel confident in them. I want them to feel like they can own their bodies and showcase what they have..."

"Well, they're pretty daring than the stuff y'usually see... But what's up?"

>>39981702

She turns to grab a tablet and swipes the screen, revealing an article/blog, the group photo from the catalog shoot prominently sitting over a headline titled "Sexism Detox: Why swimsuits like these need to be outlawed and how to Make the perfect Bikini".

Considering how seriously Shermie talked about her "Art" and how important it is to see this business of hers succeed, the article title alone is a roundhouse kick to the head and a couple of stomps to the groin. The string of words and slang terms you don't get and understand were just icing on the shitstorm-cake.

"Bloody'ell, what's with the title? Y'can't leave any bloody room fer'intent huh?" you ask, trying to lighten such a heavy situation.

"It's an attack on my business, that's what this is" Shermie gravely. "Started by a bitch with a chip on her shoulder, looking to reel in a minnow while whales roam the seas."

You could see her mood darken when she said that, an odd aura surrounding her that's chilling to be around... The "Old" you would've tried to run without even attempting a conversation with someone like Shermie is now. So you ask to have her scroll down the tablet and see if there's a

It was written by the glasses chick from the press conference. Go figure.

"This girl... She slandered my business, blasted my catalog and got over 2,000 people to sign a petition to try and block sales, boycott my designs" Shermie explains. "Now, I know I can't please everyone, but I offer lower, more modern versions of over half of my designs... I made sure that there were low-cut & high-cut comparison photos for all of them in the catalog but does she focus on that? No. She only go after the extreme parts of my body of work."

>A. Try to calm Shermie down before she bursts a blood vessel... Or worse...

>B. Explain how the article was just a case of "Click-Bait" and tell her about what she asked you at the press conference.

>C. Slowly, carefully GTFO of here.

>D. Something Else...? (Write-In Vote)

>>39981894
>B. Explain how the article was just a case of "Click-Bait" and tell her about what she asked you at the press conference. With a hug. She needs a hug.

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>>39981894

>So you ask to have her scroll down the tablet and see if there's a photo of the author.

Fixed.

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>>39981894
>B. Explain how the article was just a case of "Click-Bait" and tell her about what she asked you at the press conference.
She's willing to sling shit at any woman associated with KOF, if not in general, and just wants people to hear her talk because it makes her feel important. Besides, in case Shermie hasn't noticed, business has exploded for her, what with sold-out catalogs and lines around the block at the debut. Clearly, there's more people who love her wardrobe more than there are those who listen to this bint. Keep at it, don't lose dignity, and remember that there's a difference between criticism and slander.

If all else fails, sue for libel.

>>39981894

>B.

If only the author knew what a force of nature she was dealing with...

>>39981894
>A. Try to calm Shermie down before she bursts a blood vessel... Or worse...

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>>39981894
>>B. Explain how the article was just a case of "Click-Bait" and tell her about what she asked you at the press conference.

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>>39981894

>B. Explain how the article was just a case of "Click-Bait" and tell her about what she asked you at the press conference.

>TFW Shermie's jimmies got rustled

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>>39982275
And the great follow up!

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>>39982275

"If it makes y'feel any better, the author'o'this garbage tried t'go after me too" you admit, hoping that saying that would calm Shermie down before she pops a blood vessel or something.

You can't tell where her eyes go, but there's another pause before simply asking "When?"

"Yesterday. I was at a press conference for the tournament because our team got into the Top 8, right? So my mates aren't there, I'm ready, so I tell the press I'll take some questions..."

"And she tried to bring this up to you?"

"Well no, not the catalog, but just sexism in general'n'how I was "In favor of women getting turned into commodities and parading around in next-to-nothing?" when I had told her "Look, I don't really care what the other fighters in this thing wear, or even what my opponent has on; I just want to win" you explain.

The dark, brooding menace that was starting to form around Shermie lifts a little. Not enough to think i's safe to leave her alone yet, but more than you thought. "Hustling controversy for profit, eh?"

"Hell yeah mate. This chick's willing to sling shit about whatever doesn't fit her view o'the world and wants people to read her blog because it makes her feel important. Shit, your business exploded because of your swimsuits ARE somethin' different, somethin' more niche then everythin' else. Y'think it's normal fer'a brand-new, boutique company t'have sold-out catalogs and lines around the block?" you ask, a stream of conscious coming from your mouth.

Another pause, and again her mood brightens. Your words have this kind of effect on people? Shit, maybe you could get big enough fighting to book gigs motivating people and selling self-help books... But you're getting ahead of yourself on that one. "There's more people who love your wild, crazy wardrobe than there are those who listen to this right cunt. Just keep goin', don't lose your face and remember, there's a big difference between criticism and slander."

>>39982787

Shermie finally looks up at you, then nods. "I know, I know... It just stings. And I would've thrown it out with the rest of the garbage, but..."

"But?"

She looks one way, then another before motioning to come closer. "... My store got vandalized. The day you showed up about the check, I came in early and the whole store was just trashed" she whispers.

>A. Quietly ask her if there's any evidence that the glasses girl was behind that, or if she's gone to the police about it.

>B. Offer to give her a hug and tell her she'll get some "Street Justice" for that soon enough...

>C. Shake your head at how fucked up the world can be, then "Conference Call" up Robert Garcia and see if he knows about it, or have any strings to pull .

>D. Something Else...? (Write-In Vote)

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>>39983425
>>A. Quietly ask her if there's any evidence that the glasses girl was behind that, or if she's gone to the police about it.
>>C. Shake your head at how fucked up the world can be, then "Conference Call" up Robert Garcia and see if he knows about it, or have any strings to pull .
Oh, glasses bitch.

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>>39983425
>A. Quietly ask her if there's any evidence that the glasses girl was behind that, or if she's gone to the police about it.
Calling them a cunt is one thing.
Smashing up their livelihood AND THEN calling them a cunt is a whole 'nother ball game.

>>39983425
>A. Quietly ask her if there's any evidence that the glasses girl was behind that, or if she's gone to the police about it.

>B. Offer to give her a hug and tell her she'll get some "Street Justice" for that soon enough...

>C. Shake your head at how fucked up the world can be, then "Conference Call" up Robert Garcia and see if he knows about it, or have any strings to pull .

>>39983425
>D. Something Else...? (Write-In Vote)

A, B & C.

>>39983731
>>39983494
>>39983598

You can't quite tell what to think about Shermie's plight. On one hand, this kind of behavior is par for the course for Southtown if all of the newspapers and history books on the city are bang-on. On the other, this is some fucked-up shit that targets someone you call a friend and if there is one thing you're not afraid of doing, it's sticking your neck out to help a friend in need. (Thanks Takuma.)

Still, you don'y know where to start, but you know that it's a pretty touchy subject to discuss with others around, so you ask "Mind if we talk'nbout this'n'private?"

Shermie nods, pulls out a "On a break, will be back shortly" placard and puts on the check-out counter before leading you back into her office.

"Anything stolen?" you ask as she closes the door behind her. Well, it's a cliched question, but it's a start.

She shakes her head. "Nothing. That's what's so strange about it: All of the stuff I had on display in the front windows, any copies I had on the racks and just about every catalog I had left got ripped up or shredded, then scattered all over the inside of the store."

"You're tellin'me none of the lower-cut stuff, or the more conservative clothes y'made got touched or tampered with?"

She nods, but adds "It's funny, because there was this one place between here and China Town that catered towards a more traditional look and they got vandalized too."

OK, that throws a monkey wrench in this. Or was it just a cover-up? "D'you really think that this girl that slandered you had a hand in all this?"

A long pause gets you another nod. "Yes... But I don't think the cops really care. When I went to them, at first they took it seriously. But when I told them that nothing was really stolen, just vandalized merchandise, they looked at me like I was a crazy person wasting their time."

You nod and head over to give Shermie a big old hug, compelled to say "Just another bump in the road mate. You'll get some justice soon enough."

>>39984318

A thought occurs to you as Shermie gives you a warm embrace: Ryo & Robert went after some guy back in the day when he tried to kidnap Yuri... Then you scratch the idea because (A) You're in the middle of a tournament and *B) Southtown doesn't work like that anymore.

Hell, does Robert know about all of this? You ask her that when she backs away from you and takes a seat on her desk.

"I've tried to get in touch with him, but's been busy" she admits.

"Yeah, he probably had a fight somewhere and had t'rush 'round" you offer, then get a wild hair and call his personal cellphone number to see if her picks up. To your dismay, you get his machine and leave him a message to urgently call her or Shermie back.

God, you hope he's alright. For your sake as well as Yuri's, let along the Redhead in the room with you...

"Well, like I said, ya' gotta keep yer'chin up and keep doin' what you're doin'. Some nutter tries to piss on your parade? Ces La Vie mate" you tell her.

Shermie nods and simply says "Merci...", then stops and asks "Where you stopping in for anything else dear?"

"Well, aside from a catalog for keeps, I was wonderin' if ya' ever got a chance t'work with a girl named "Angel" when you were in the Southtown Wrestling Federation?"

She puts a thumb up to the side of her mouth, then tells you "Once or twice, yes. Why?"

>A. Explain how the two of you met, give her a highlights package of your "Date" and ask if Angel could join you on the fall swimsuit catalog photoshoot or something...

>B. Tell her that you met and had a talk with her and, if possible, you want to learn the ins and outs of wrestling, if only for a fun new way to spar with people...

>C. Shrug your shoulders, then admit that you were just curious before walking out and wishing Shermie luck on solving her problems.

>D. Something Else...? (Write-In Vote)

>E. Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" Vote to determine which character to gain control of for a possible "Side-Story")

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>Pause/End? Updates

Thanks for playing today Anons!

If this thread stays alive long enough, I'll make an effort to conclude it tomorrow @ 10 AM PST/1 PM EST. If the thread 404's however, I won't be able to start a new one until Next Friday at the earliest...

As always, you can check my Twitter feed (Link in the OP) for quest related announcements and updates. Until next time...

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>>39984917
>A. Explain how the two of you met, give her a highlights package of your "Date" and ask if Angel could join you on the fall swimsuit catalog photoshoot or something...
I didn't know we were getting Angel into the modeling game. Not that I'm complaining, mind you.

>>39984917
>A. Explain how the two of you met, give her a highlights package of your "Date" and ask if Angel could join you on the fall swimsuit catalog photoshoot or something...

>>39984996
It's more like we're giving her an opportunity to model. It's up to her to accept or decline.

>>39984917
>A. Explain how the two of you met, give her a highlights package of your "Date" and ask if Angel could join you on the fall swimsuit catalog photoshoot or something...

>>39984917
>>A. Explain how the two of you met, give her a highlights package of your "Date"
If Shermie brings up the possibility, sure. Otherwise, don't ask.
B was really very tempting, but I don't think the world can take Katja in full HAM.

>>39984917

>B.

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>>39984917

>A. Explain how the two of you met, give her a highlights package of your "Date" and ask if Angel could join you on the fall swimsuit catalog photoshoot or something...

>>39989862
>>39985073
>>39985061
>>39985060
>>39984996

>Updates Officially Resume

>You're still in Direct Control of Katja Hartkern

>The Date hasn't changed from >>39972727 (Friday, June 11th)

>Time of Day: Afternoon

You try not to look needy when you start to explain "Well, I had a chance t'meet and talk to her, and she mentioned working with you."

Shermie looked generally surprised when you said that and it takes a few seconds to ask you "Oh? What did she say?"

"Well, I had a couple in me when we started talkin'bout her time there, but she regretted leaving when she did... Wanted t'get a few more matches in with ya, y'know?"

Shermie nods, arms crossed under her chest. "I never understood why they cut that feud off like they did... But i'm not interested in going back to that on a full-time basis, if that's what she wants."

"I could guess and she's kinda done with that too, but we got t'talkin', which lead t'some drinks'n'then at some point she whips out a catalog fer' me t'sign and, er, she expressed an interest in wanting to model for you."

Shermie tilts her head and looks like she miight've raised her eyebrows under that head of hair of hers. "Really... Was she serious? Or was the wine flowing a little too much?"

"Tequila, actually... But yeah, it sounded like she was really into doing it t'me. And she couldn't come in today because the guys she's in the tournament with are fightin' somebody, but she wanted me to tell you she was interested in getting something together when I told her I was headin' down here for some relaxation."

Shermie pauses, scratching her chin for a little bit while deep in thought. You can't really tell what her mood is because of her hair and how it completely covers her eyes like a pair of really blocky sunglasses, but part of you wonders if it was mistake bringing it up with her like this... Finally, she tells you "I could see her modelling in one of my suits... But I want to have a wide range of girls posing, you know?"

>>39992020

"Too big in the chest?"

"Not at all!" She says with a smile. "But she's got the "Va-va-voom" look and I only want one, maybe two girls to have that type in the next catalog."

"I keep tellin' ya', y'need to tell the trolls t'sod off and do what you want."

"I will, but... I want to present my company and my clothes in a way that shows they're for anyone bold enough to try them on, yes? And if every girl in the book looks "Perfect", I know I would get criticized for only appealing to one kind of girl."

You nod and understand where she's coming from on that, thinking back to when you were in your teens and how the "High Fashion" look was predominantly based around rail-thin, slightly androgynous girls that looked like they escaped from a drug & alcohol rehab center. Not to mention living in Japan and how EVERYTHING was based around how "Moe" or "Kawaii" a girl was and how you were pretty much treated like a guy until a particularly warm day at a pool... But you hold off on that and ponder aloud
"Well, y'got me'n'Fiona for the really buff, athletic types..."

"I need a petite and an average-looking girl, mostly" Shermies offers. "I can fill in for that gap between 5 & 10 with Tsuyako because her promotion firm want to do another one."

"What about Mai? Or that guy's wife?"

"Not interested... But you know, Angel really could fill that gap" Shermie muses. "Do you have her number?"

You were just about to say "No" when you feel your phone buzzing. You get it out and speak of the devil, it's Angel giving you her phone number...

>A. Text Angel back, tell her you're in a meeting with Shermie right now and ask her if she wants to model with you sometime soon?

>B. Call her back straight-up and get her in a "Conference" with Shermie about a modelling gig.

>C. Show Shermie the number and tell her to get in touch with her ASAP; You got Angel an opportunity for some extra cash and it's up to her to say "Yes" or "No".

>D. Something Else...? (Write-In Vote)

>>39992020

Worried this was going to 404 Weasel. Good to see that you made it in time.

>>39992360

>A.

>>39992360

>C. Show Shermie the number and tell her to get in touch with her ASAP; You got Angel an opportunity for some extra cash and it's up to her to say "Yes" or "No".

>>39992360
>C. Show Shermie the number and tell her to get in touch with her ASAP; You got Angel an opportunity for some extra cash and it's up to her to say "Yes" or "No".

Let Angel & Shermie hammer out the details by themselves.

>>39992360

>C. Show Shermie the number and tell her to get in touch with her ASAP; You got Angel an opportunity for some extra cash and it's up to her to say "Yes" or "No".

4chan's dumping me off the damn page and kicking me out of my own thread. Apologies for the delayed reply.

>>39992508
>>39992580
>>39992639

You let a "Cheeky" grin form on your face and hold your phone up to Shermie's face. She shrugs, then leads you out back into the store and heads back behind the counter, a pretty-good line forming behind it.

"Sorry, had to take care of some business" she tells them before making a couple of sales. You look around and see a small stack of catalogs that look newer than the ones you had signed before hiding in a corner underneath a sunglasses stand. Curious, you squat down and take a look at the back-page spread photo (The one that had all of you stand together sans bikini tops in a "SI pose", as the photographer put it) and can clearly see what Angel was talking about last night: All of the little dings, scrapes and bruises most of you had gotten after you blacked out had been "Airbrushed" away... And something kind of tugs at your heartstrings a little looking at it now, because they made the photo mean more to you than just "A bunch of beautiful posing for the 'lads".

You grab the catalog anyway and get in line behind that couple you saw earlier and smile when you notice that they've got a "French-Cut" version of one of the suits that's displayed in the window today. Shermie doesn't even charge you for the catalog and asks "So, is Angel expecting a call from me today? Or will she contact me instead?"

"I'd say call her in a little bit" you tell her. "Just in case she changes her mind or something, y'know?"

She nods and tells you to take care and you're back out in the sunshine, the winds dying back down and feeling like the world is your oyster today... So, what do you want to do? How do you want to spend the one day off you're probably going to get until "The Infinite Match" ends?

>>39993527

>A. Laze away on the beach across the street until the sun goes down; You could call up Angel and check in with her while it's on your mind too...

>B. Head across the street and do a basic "Warm-Up" stretching routine on the beach; You feel like shaking off the "Lazybones" kind of mood you've been in today.

>C. Ride out to "Meadow's Park" and try to meditate a little. Maybe you could get your spiritual side back in balance or something...?

>D. Hop on your 'bike and take a ride out to wherever you feel like today; You've got no problems to deal with, no responsibilities or press to deal with... Why not explore a little today? (Write-In locations encouraged)

>E. Something Else...? (Write-In Vote)

>F. Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" Vote to determine which character to gain control of for a possible "Side-Story")

>>39993551
>C. Ride out to "Meadow's Park" and try to meditate a little. Maybe you could get your spiritual side back in balance or something...?

>>39993551

>C.

No hard training today.

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>>39993551

>C. Ride out to "Meadow's Park" and try to meditate a little. Maybe you could get your spiritual side back in balance or something...?

>>39993551

>B. Head across the street and do a basic "Warm-Up" stretching routine on the beach; You feel like shaking off the "Lazybones" kind of mood you've been in today.

>>39993720
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>>39993919

As much as the long, wide, sandy beach across the street from "Fantastique La Femme" tempts you, something in your mind wants to try and make something of the day as far as training goes. Nothing physical though; You need to let your body actually recover stamina and all that, so you hop back on your Triumph Thruxton and, after a stop at a gas station to fill up, you arrive at "Meadow's Park", the view and the flowers just as beautiful as it was yesterday.

You stay on-guard unless anybody tries to start some shit with you, but eventually find the big Cherry Blossom try and figure that it's time to try and tame that raging, electric dragon inside of you through calm meditation. Part of your nervousness isn't just crazy schoolgirls trying to stab you or guys with weird hair failing at intimidating you either; You aren't quite sure what's going to happen in case your mind wanders off into "DreamTime" or whatever, especially after that last one.

You sit in the "Lotus Pose", relaxing your body and slowing your breathing down to a steady rate as you close your eyes. The wind picks up and soothes your nerves a little, but soon you can't even feel that at all as your world starts to "Grey" slightly, then return to color when you panic and open them up again.

"Ah come on, you can bloody do this" you mumble to yourself and get into the mood again, once more feeling like you've left this plane of existence and finding the source of your Ki... Well, slowly anyway. It's not like how Takuma or Ryo would lecture the students at the dojo how they could sometimes touch the deepest parts of their Ki.

>Roll 1d100 for how well this goes.

Rolled 72 (1d100)

>>39994416

And here we go.

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>>39994416

It's time.

Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>39994416

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>>39994416

>Rolling Dice
>In The King of Fighters Quest

Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>39994416

>>39994480
>>39994520
>>39994561
>>39994585
>>39995189

>DC Check: 50
>Highest Roll: 72
Roll Check confirmed to pass with ease.

>>39994416

... Well damn, you can really sense something there this time. You feel as though you can grasp your Ki and hold it in the palm of your hand right now, then "Watch" yourself in your mind's eye doing just that. Your body feels all tingly as you take a look at the ball of Ki you literally pulled out of yourself and frown. It's not the the usual Blue-ish hue you're used to seeing; More of a purplish color, but not nearly as saturated as when you fought those guys at the Pao Pao Cafe... Still not good with only 5 days until your next fight.

It almost feels like it's hurting you just trying to hold the damn thing and a tightness starts to spread through your chest, so you "See" yourself panic and punch it away from you like a volleyball spike. The Ki oddly "Skips" across the inky blackness like a stone on a pond as you catch your breath. Undeterred, you "Pull" out more of your Ki to the surface, again a purplish color but "Lighter" than the previous one by some degree. It still hurts trying to grasp it like you were doing a "Denjin Haoh Shokuo Ken" though, so you boot it away from you and once again and watch it skip a little less across the vast darkness.

"Third time's the charm" you hear a voice say as you slowly take your time and really try to channel your Ki, some sutra you heard somewhere (The dojo maybe? It's gruff-sounding enough that it could've been Takuma chanting it) filling your ears as you draw on your Ki and finally get something closer to your "Normal" color. You "Look" at it with a sense of awe, study how "Alive" it seems and slowly, carefully, move your hands around it. Rather than shoot or bat it away you calmly cradle it in your arms like a newborn child... And holy shit, you could've swore that there's a real-live dragon in there somewhere...

>>39995506

"You" fight the urge to panic again and coolly, calmly perform a "Denjin" motion, a satisfying crackle coming from your hands as you hold the end pose and watch it fly out through the vast darkness. Soon, then world around your "Mind's Eye" starts to brighten, color returning as you open your eyes... To find that you're standing up over a group of schoolgirls cussing and trying to roll down on the grassy ground.

Oh god damn it.

Your eyes widen and panic a little as your heart feels like it's beating outside of your chest, but you take a second to see that the little girl with the switchblade from yesterday is out cold quite a distance away from you and calm down a little.

Well damn, that was convenient huh? Little Ms. Stabby-Stab with the foul mouth and the pink switchblade from yesterday shows up with some friend to get you... Though the fact she was up to trying to fight you after Uppercutting her through the tree you're standing under is a testament to her strength and resilience.

You look down at your hands, your electricity "Sparking" through your fingerless gloves and hear one of the girls at your feet try to get up off the ground. And these girls are supposed to be one of the best organized gangs left in "Old" Southtown? What the shit happened?

>A. Grab the girl struggling to get up by the scuff of the neck and ask the "Second Southtown Imoutos" to leave you, your friends, Kyokugenryuu Karate and anyone who uses this park for it's intended purpose alone. (Roll 1d100 for Intimidation)

>B. Quietly grab your gear and roll out; It's getting late and you're hungry again... Maybe stop at the Pao Pao Cafe 2 for "Dinner and a Show'?

>C. Wait for one of them to get up; If she tries anything stupid, counter-hit & toss her like yesterday.

>D. Be a sport and call an ambulance for all three of them; They maybe wannabe gangster bitches, but they're hurt and it wouldn't sit right to leave them like this.

>E. Something Else...? (Write-In Vote)

Rolled 63 (1d100)

>>39995817
>A. Grab the girl struggling to get up by the scuff of the neck and ask the "Second Southtown Imoutos" to leave you, your friends, Kyokugenryuu Karate and anyone who uses this park for it's intended purpose alone. (Roll 1d100 for Intimidation)

Did our Denjin grow to the size of a Haoh Shoukou Ken while we were meditating, or was it just a lucky hit?

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>>39995817

>A. Grab the girl struggling to get up by the scuff of the neck and ask the "Second Southtown Imoutos" to leave you, your friends, Kyokugenryuu Karate and anyone who uses this park for it's intended purpose alone. (Roll 1d100 for Intimidation)

>>39995893

It feels like luck to me. But I wonder if that attack got stronger?

Rolled 66 (1d100)

>>39995987

>>39995817

>B.

As long as we just watch fights in the background and decline anybody challenging us, there's nothing wrong withe Cafe on a Friday night.

>>39995817
>>C. Wait for one of them to get up; If she tries anything stupid, counter-hit & toss her like yesterday.

Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>39995817

>A. Grab the girl struggling to get up by the scuff of the neck and ask the "Second Southtown Imoutos" to leave you, your friends, Kyokugenryuu Karate and anyone who uses this park for it's intended purpose alone. (Roll 1d100 for Intimidation)

>>39995893

Just a nice hit.

>>39995987
>>39996002

You'll have to do it again to see if it's gotten stronger.

>>39996107

>DC Check: 50
>Highest Roll: 66
Roll Check confirmed to pass.

>>39995817

While a part of you wants to just leave the three of these girls in peace, you feel that the better option is to play the part of a "Bad Girl" and tell this "Gang" off in case they target you or your friends in the future.

You let out an annoyed sigh, then grab the girl that's trying to get up off the ground (A tiny little thing with long, greasy black hair) by the scruff of her neck and lift her up.

"Who're you?"

"Y-Y-You're prom date, you s-sack of shit!"

You glare into her green eyes and tighten your grip. "Wrong answer. Now, who are you?"

"Kuroda..." she croaks

"Last name right?"

She tries to nod and you loosen your vice-like grip a little. "You in a gang outta Second South called 'The Imoutos"?"

"Kuroda" doesn't say anything. Better tighten your grip a little

"Lyin't'me the's worst thing you can do right now, sunshine."

"Yes..."

"Good. Those your friends there?" you ask. She nods again and you tell her "Alright... When they wake up, you tell'em that you'n'you're gang won't fuck with me, or my friends, or any Kyokugen Karate Dojo all across the world and leave anyone that enjoys this park THE FUCK ALONE!"

You raise her up by the collar of her shirt up on that last bit and she looks scared shitless. "You understand?"

She stutters out "Okay" and you let her drop onto the ground, then gasps out a "Fuck you!"

You glare at her and she scrambles behind the tree. You grab your gear and quietly walk off, not really proud of yourself for doing that but feeling as though your point was made. You ride out of there in no time at all, the sun starting to set behind you... And you idly wonder "Fuck, how long was I out under the tree?" while stopped at a construction site.

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>>39996935

Your stomach's rumbling as you get back on the road and give in, stopping at a gas station near the city limits and check your phone, a bunch of new messages from King, Yuri, Angel and an unlisted number.

You chill in the curiously-clean bathroom and wash your hands and face after a quick pee, then take a gander at King's first:

>"You OK? Hotel said you were out."

Followed by:

>"Robert, Ryo and some black guy named "Marco" are back in town... Yuri wants to meet up with them and wants you to catch up at my place. Y/N?"

You hold off on answering that one straight away and see Yuri message, which is pretty much the same thing. Angel, on the other hand, is over the moon about the modelling gig and accepted straight away... Well, that's you can make of it in between all of the "Text-Faces" and "Hearts" and shit in her message. Good for her.

The last message is from "Blue Mary" Ryan telling you that this is her new private phone number and that she'd like to hang out at one of the Pao Pao Cafe's with you when she gets back into Southtown; She, to paraphrase her words, "Feels like a truck ran over me right now."

>Wat Do?

>A. Answer King first and decide whether to meet up with "Team Kyokugen" and Yuri at "La Illusion" or not.

>B. Congratulate Angel on scoring the "Fantastique La Femme" gig and ask her how that "ACCIDENT Fight" went (Roll 1d100 and provide an image/description of the "Surprise" Opponent with this vote)

>C. Tell Blue Mary that you understand and would gladly take her up on that beer one of these days.

>D. Something Else...? (Write-In Vote)

>E. Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" Vote to determine which character to gain control of for a possible "Side-Story")

I'm going out on a lunch break. I'll be back within the hour while 4chan flings shit at me. The site itself and the menu navigation dropping pages and tabs, not any moderator, anon or name/trip user of course.

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Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>39997598

>B. Congratulate Angel on scoring the "Fantastique La Femme" gig and ask her how that "ACCIDENT Fight" went (Roll 1d100 and provide an image/description of the "Surprise" Opponent with this vote)

HOBO KAMEN!

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Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>39997598

>Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>39997598

>B.

Hobo Kamen, Karate bum of JUSTICE!

Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>39997598
>A. Answer King first and decide whether to meet up with "Team Kyokugen" and Yuri at "La Illusion" or not.

Meet up with the guys, Yuri & King. Then:

>B. Congratulate Angel on scoring the "Fantastique La Femme" gig and ask her how that "ACCIDENT Fight" went (Roll 1d100 and provide an image/description of the "Surprise" Opponent with this vote)

Ryuhaku Todoh.

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>>39997598
>>A. Answer King first and decide whether to meet up with "Team Kyokugen" and Yuri at "La Illusion" or not.
Sounds like fun
>>B. Congratulate Angel on scoring the "Fantastique La Femme" gig and ask her how that "ACCIDENT Fight" went (Roll 1d100 and provide an image/description of the "Surprise" Opponent with this vote)
What is that stench? Is it a dead rat? A burst sewer line? No, it's HomelessMan!
>>C. Tell Blue Mary that you understand and would gladly take her up on that beer one of these days.
I miss the agents.

Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>39998029
Forgot the roll.

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Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>39997598
>A. Answer King first and decide whether to meet up with "Team Kyokugen" and Yuri at "La Illusion" or not.
Sure, why not.
>B. Congratulate Angel on scoring the "Fantastique La Femme" gig and ask her how that "ACCIDENT Fight" went (Roll 1d100 and provide an image/description of the "Surprise" Opponent with this vote)
Goddess Athena
>C. Tell Blue Mary that you understand and would gladly take her up on that beer one of these days.
Don't see why not.

>>39997650
>>39998127
Welp.

>>39998211
For what it's worth, I'm not sure Jean-Claude would want a homeless man as one of the bigger fights in his tournament.

>>39998247

An Athena cosplayer then? Or the real deal ready to bring the rapture on Southtown?

>>39998359
I guess a channeling Athena, since the Psycho Soldiers may have been knocked out of the tournament. Essentially "full power Athena" becomes the awakened Goddess Athena, if you want to try that interpretation.

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>>39998398
Then again, there could be that Superman angle you can go for. "Is beloved Japanese idol Athena Asamiya and the Goddess Athena one and the same?! TMZ investigates!"

>>39998398

Aren't they two separate characters in SNK canon? Or is Weasel going to ignore that?

>>39998446

Oh god... It would be funny as hell if everybody else except Angel/Draco/Kazahaya treated her like a different person and FightChan's /jp/ section had a collective HNNNG'gasm.

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>>39998528
Common convention presumes that idol Athena is a reincarnation of Goddess Athena. For all intents and purposes, they're two different beings.