>>40235221
>Tell Nej to shut his god damn mouth
Look mate, lemme give you some advice. It's not only you that have have problems. I've got problems, Claire's got problems, everybody in class has problems. Wanna help not being a problem? Shut up.

>>40235221
>Tell Oniz, you can handle it alone

>>40235221
>Tell Nej to shut his god damn mouth

>>40235221

>Tell Nej to shut his god damn mouth

>>40235221
>Kill Nej, flight of stairs over there just ripe for the pushing down

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I wait til we're in the hall, following Marie out to the back of the school, before I nudge him in the side. "Look Nej, here's some free advice." He stares at me with his bland, bland eyes. They're fucking creepy.... "You're not the only person with problems around here, I've got problems, Claire's got problems, everybody has problems. And you not shutting up is one of my problems, so shut the fuck up every once in a while, alright?"

He tilts his head curiously. "I've been.... talking out loud? I hadn't noticed." He shrugs and picks up his pace, following Marie around the corner.

Resisting the urge to pop a blood vessel, I follow in silence, going to my old happy place for a few moments, where I beat Nej over the head with his own schoolbag filled with bricks.

We're lead into a storage cupboard, and Nej is asked to cart a bunch of new laptops to the science lab. Marie then wanders further into the room, waving me back between too shelves, "Daniel, over here, I just need a few things.


I follow her, the door blocking from sight, and she instantly grabs me, spinning and pushing me to the wall, pressing against me, fluttering her eyelashes. "Danny..." She pines, running a hand through my hair, "It's been so long... you're not.... avoiding me are you? We haven't talked properly since you... you know... about my age."

>Well I'm eighteen now, its kinda weird.
>It was just an accident, I promise.
>Write in

>>40235525

>It was just an accident, I promise.

>>40235525
>Write in
"Things have been busy Marie, I haven't been avoiding you, when we get some time where its safe for us to have some fun we can have some fun."

>>40235525
>It was just an accident, I promise.

>>40235525
>Sorrrrry. By the way, can we do it while I relay my murder fantasies? They turn me on, and I just got a backpack-load of them.

>>40235525
>It was just an accident, I promise.

>>40235555
That's just weird, let's not.

>>40235555
What the fuck are you smoking?

>>40235579
Sorry, sorry.

>and I just got a nice boat-load of them.*

>>40235525
>Well I'm eighteen now, its kinda weird.
Kinda thought that someone in school and not a student would be an adult, but we can work that out.

>>40235589
Still a completely stupid and in appropriate thing to say

>>40235593
>but we can work that out.
then why did you vote for the option that doesn't work that out...

>>40235525
>>40235549
This one. Marie needs love too.
Also, let's stop that dark future shit sometime soon?

>>40235525
>Write in
"Sorry, I didn't mean to avoid you. Things have been distracting, and we need a safe place where we can meet."

>>40235614
>dark future
That hentai with the guys 69ing each other while that lady jills herself?

>>40235643
Not that one, that "everyone dies" one.
But i think they are somewhat related.

"it was just an accident I promise." I grab her around the waist, "Thing'sve just been crazy busy lately that's all. I'm not avoiding you, promise... when we get sometime somewhere sage, we can have some fun, alright?"

She gives me a coy little smile at that, "I like the sound of that...." She walks two fingers up my chest, before stepping away. "Just remember... I still want my parent's to meet you, and they're coming to town tomorrow?"

I'm about to respond, when I hear Nej re-enter the room. "Mrs Gutla?" Fucking Nej.

She clears her throat and steps back out, ordering Nej to carry a TV to a first year class, "And Daniel, you.... ummm, take these papers to the staff room, they're desperately needed. That will be all boys."

She hands me a single pack of printer paper and walks out, pink in the cheeks

Sweet, easy workload for me. I take the papers and head towards the staff room, Nej grunting under the effort of carrying the old TV, thing must weigh at least forty kilos.

I dump the paper by the printer and watch as Nej struggles to carry it to the class, grunting with effort, redfaced and sweating. Boy is he not having fun. Which means I am having fun.

>Watch him struggle
>Screw it back to class
>Help him out
>Write in

>>40235693
>Help him out
Don't be an arse

>>40235693
>somewhere sage

DRINK!

>Help him out

>>40235693
>Screw it back to class
Nej isn't one of the useful Main Characters.
For all his wimpyness, at least Sheen had a giant robot, and so did his girlfriends (until they died).
None of Nej's girls are superpowered, and he's just a liability.

>>40235693
>Help him out
We have shit taste, but we're not total assholes like chad.

>>40235693
>Help him out

Eh, why not.

>>40235662
It may be too late to organize any of the other superpowered schmucks into becoming our cannon fodder.
We probably waited too long to do anything, and all of the useful ones are dead, and the only ones remaining have little combat utility or are non-powered like Nej.

>>40235777
but Danny is a cunt
http://pastebin.com/c8vf1WdV

>>40235789
past Danny is a cunt, present Danny is just an occasional asshole, we're slowly making it up to Claire

>>40235693
>Help him out

May as well be nice to the guy, we're both going to be in the same situation when the villains win after all.

Which is to say strapped to a chair watching our waifus get gangbanged by fat faceless old men.

>>40235693
>Help him out, if he starts monologuing, drop a corner on her toe, we'll Pavlov this shit

>>40235787
Mike made the warforged paladin. It's a start.
We can still try and talk to M.T for that sweet magical girl army, and prepare ourselves.

>>40235829
I think you mean his toe

>>40235693
>>40235829
>drop a corner on HIS toe*

>>40235839
Yes I did, unless my typo's true, in which case hoooot

>>40235835
>Mike made the warforged paladin. It's a start.
We don't know if he's finished the AI yet, and all production was going into construction bots.

>We can still try and talk to M.T
Since we told him to fuck off last time, there's a good chance he's been killed already.

Worst part of this quest is the grimderp plot getting in the way of the really awesome slice of life writing Chuckles does.

I take a good few moments more to watch him struggle, before finally stepping in and grabbing the back of the thing.

"Hey thanks man!" Nej beams. God, he's so sickeningly genuine.

As we carry it towards the english class, Nej starts monologuing again, "But if I go the party with Kelsey then I won't be able to go-"

"NEJ!" I cut him off, "Shut up, or I will drop this and blame it on you."

He blinks a few times, "Sorry Dillon, did you say something?"

I'm just about to drop the whole thing on him, when he reaches out one hand and opens a door, "TV for you." He announces.

We set it down by the teachers desk and Nej heads straight back for class, the English class mostly barren as well. Marie steps in, winking at me, apparently substituting for the class today.

The rest of the day passes in a blur, Oniz forgot that he was pissed off at me, phys ed has gotten easier now that I've actually started lifting and Chad is too scared to fuck with me for fear of Claire ripping his dick off.

During lunch, Eri texts me, a picture of her in a bathroom stall. Her shirt is off, but her body's see through from the neck down to her belly button. Tease. Still, I delete the message, not leaving that for someone to find.

The cafeteria is quiet, peaceful almost, until Claire starts shovelling down tacos at least.

The final bell rings, and I stretch out, for once managing to dodge Nej's backpack as he bolts out of class.

Avery and Mia say something about heading to see some shitty action flick, and Claire and Rosa are planning on shopping apparently. For clothes. Ech.

>Go see Marie
>Visit Eri at uni, its not far from here
>Head home, get some peace and quiet, make sure Mike's doing alright
>Movie sounds fun
>Shopping, I guess...

>>40236117
>Visit Eri at uni, its not far from here

>>40236117
>Go see Marie
We did promise.

>>40236117
>Go see Marie
We should really plan out how we're going to present ourselves to her parents.

>>40236117
>Visit Eri at uni, its not far from here
Onee-san time.

>>40236117
>Visit Eri at uni, its not far from here

>>40236127
>>40236196
>>40236231
>tell Marie we're not avoiding her
>immediately go and avoid her

>>40236117
>>Go see Marie

>>40236252
I don't recall us telling her that we were going to see her right that second. We'll be spending time with her tomorrow, then after we visit her parents, we can fuck like rabbits.

>>40236117
>Go see Marie
We did say we would.

>>40236117
>>Go see Marie

>>40236267
And you think going in blind to meeting her parents is in any way a good idea?

>>40236283
Why not, we're going to fuck it up either way.

I don't recall us spending much more time with eri than marie recently anyway.

I tell them all to have fun and head for Marie's office, knocking, I enter, Marie breaking out into a smile when she sees me. "Look!" She exclaims, pointing up at her ceiling light. "Since our talk earlier, I think I've gotten better control."

She blinks pointedly at her light and it turns on, another blink and it's off, on and off, on and off.

"Impressive." I tell her, but she holds up a finger, pointing at my pocket, focusing, "Wait, I can also do this!" She scrunches up her face, focusing intently, the light turns off suddenly when, my phone starts vibrating continuously. "The hell'd you do?" I ask, pulling it out.

She smiles sweetly, "Nothing bad, check out your phone though." I turn the screen on, "It's fully charged? But it was nearly dead?"

She nods, "Yeah... I think I'm getting better at this super power stuff, huh?"

I check that the doors locked and the blinds are drawn, before I move to kiss her, feeling a light electric tingle at the point of contact.

I jump back, rubbing the spot and wincing, but Marie just giggles and apologises. I've never heard her laugh like that before... it's the first time she's properly sounded her age.

"So, was there something you wanted to do?" She asks coyly.

>Wanna head back to yours?
>Write in

>>40236561
>Wanna head back to yours?
Gotta plan for your parents visit

>>40236586
this, and I hope its somewhat EMP hardened

>>40236561
>Write in
"Let's go to your place and plan for meeting your parents tomorrow."

>>40236561
>Wanna head back to yours?

"Wanna head back to yours? Plan out how the hell I'm supposed to act around your parents?"

She nods eagerly, "Yeah. I mean.... they aren't expecting much. They'll just be happy that you're not some creepy weirdo that's six years older than me." She pauses, hiding her smile behind her hand, "Only three." She adds.

I roll my eyes and offer her a hand as she stands. We walk a few meters apart from each other as we head for the front of the school, Marie lamenting that she can't afford a car on her salary. "Public service..." She sighs, "Rewarding mentally, not so much financially."

We walk together the rest of the way to her place, Marie holding my hand, but eyes constantly on the alert in case anyone sees her that knows her.

She locks the door behind her as we enter, drawing the blinds. The place is.... less cluttered with mess at least, but there are even more books and game cases littered all over the place.

I sit on the couch as Marie insists on bustling about her tiny kitchen nook, setting something on for dinner before she joins me, wearing a kiss the cook apron.

"So.... my parents." She begins, "Just... I don't want to sound rude... but.... maybe you could tell them you're getting better grades than you are?" She asks, wringing her hands. "That is- I mean- I don't care what grades your getting, I- I love you..." She leans into me, taking my hand and caressing it against her cheek, "It's just... my parents expect me to like honour students and people who are 'intellectual peers'." She says the last two in quote marks.

>I can manage that, I think
>I don't want to lie to them
>Screw them then!
>Write in

>>40236887
>I can manage that, I think

>>40236887
>Write in
"I can try to fake it if you want, but if they ask me any difficult questions you know I can't answer them, right?"

>>40236887
>>I don't want to lie to them

>>40236887
>I can manage that, I think

Also
>Honour
Wow chuckles you have lost some respect in my eyes. It's honor, color, aluminum, and neighbor.

>>40236911
Couldn't Marie just telepath us the right answers? Or can she only read minds?

>>40236887
>Write in
"I can try to fake it, but if they really push, I may not be able to keep up. What do they do for a living, anyway?"

>>40236927
>america is the only country in the world

>>40236927
Cram more burgers in, clapistani scum.

>>40236887
>>I don't want to lie to them

Can we not extrapolate too much? Danny is not smart enough to get away with this.

>>40236966
Stay mad glorified prison :^)

>>40236997
Stay mad setting sun :^)

Y ou know what really scares me? Nej might not be all that bad, and we've just been projecting hateful qualities on him just because at one point, we were envious of all those girls giving him attention.

>>40237126
Lets become friends with Neji?
Teach him the ways of harem.
???
Profit.

>>40237151
>???
Is that the step where we find out that Nej is actually a qt girl?

>>40237126
Daniel is a pretty flawed person who can't see what's in front of his face quite a lot of the time. Just look at the paste of young-Claire's birthday.

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>>40237151
I know where this is going.

>>40237126
I do recall him being a dick to us in the past and joining in on giving us shit in the cafeteria.

>>40236887
>Me is S-M-R-T!

I puse, uncertain, "I mean... I can try to fake it, but if they ask me anything to complicated, I'll get outed."

She shakes her head, "It's fine, if they ask something to hard, I'll know." She taps my forehead, "And I'll cut in and distract them.... Oh, and if they ask, you don't go to the school I work at. We met at the ice cream parlour."

I nod again, "Right... well what do they do?"

She rolls her highs, "My dad's an engineer on mech's, designs big ones, class Z models over east. Mum's a chemist, she was working under the guy that developed the Anti-super alloy."

I whistle lowly, "Damn. And I'm guessing they don't know about your..." I tap her forehead. She shakes her head. "Right, then I'll be keeping that under wraps." I glance around at the mess, "Are we... meeting here?"

She glances around, "Oh! Dear me no, they'd probably blow a gasket if they saw the place. It's technically in their name, but they... they know they don't want to come in here." She sighs, "They wanna get Chinese."

I shrug, "Works for me."

Marie leans into me, nuzzling against my hand, "I missed you.... your warm, and my office is so cold this time of year...."

I hug her in tight, "Sorry... like I said, just had stuff to deal with." I kiss her on the head, before she stands to fetch dinner.

She blinks the TV on, groaning in disgust as some sitcom blares laugh track at us. I've chosen well.

She blinks a few more times, apparently that lets her flick through channels as we eat, channel surfing the whole time.

The food finished, she insists on showing me one more trick she's figured out. She cuts all the lights in the room, before placing her hand against my head.

(cont)

There's a short, momentary spark, that runs through my whole brain. "Fuuuuughhckk." I groan, feeling an instantaneous release. Marie blinks the lights back on, grinning from ear to ear, as pleasure washes through my brain, giddy joy flowing through me. "What the hell.... wash dat?" I groan, Marie gasping and pressing her thighs together

Marie just leans in, kissing my neck. "I used electricity to stimulate your pleasure centre directly. I released all your endorphins at once, to give you the most powerful orgasm possible."

I think I've lost the ability to talk. leaning back, as I feel my cum staining the inside of my boxers, Marie fishing my cock out, and leaning in and panting. "And I felt it to, being inside your head." She offers her hand to me, fingers slick, she presses once against my tongue, her sweet flavour flooding my mind.

I gulp, getting my words back, as she scoops my spent seed up, tasting it curiously.

>Maybe we don't do that again?
>What were the odds that would kill me?
>Again!
>Write in

>>40237319
>I puse
DRINK!

>>40237332
>Write in
"That was fun, but I still think I prefer doing it the old fashioned way."

>>40237364
I ams da gr8 righter

>>40237332
>Write in
Why are we still in our clothes, then?
Get undressed before they get any more soiled.

>>40237332
>Again!
>"Here, give me some zappy fingers, I too wanna try something!"
>pinchy pinchy

>>40237332
>>Maybe we don't do that again?
>>What were the odds that would kill me?
and >>40237368 then >>40237380

>>40237332
Do other types of electric play, without brain shocking. Do electric current through prostate, to dick.

>>40237332
>>40237368
>>40237380
These.

Hey guys? What if someone else was supposed to have their harem get superpowers?

>>40237505
Then that'd make for a stupid quest.

>>40237511
No, see, because we didn't have girls who were all affectionate with us. This is a thing more meant for someone who already has all the women fawning over him, if you think about it.

>>40237505
That is an excellent idea, however M suggested that he did it for shits and giggles.

>>40237530
Please don't start thinking about it, you make everyone dumber.

>>40237332

>What were the odds that would kill me?
>Directly applying electricity to the brain without testing seems kinda dangerous

I swallow again, still coming down from the high, "Well.... that was fun... but I think I prefer it the old fashioned way still."

She laughs at that, leaning down and licking up the last of my mess, my cock oversenstive after that display, but utterly spent, it's not waking up any time soon.

I nudge her, "Maybe we should get out of these clothes? Before they get any messier."

She agrees, jumping up and scooting her pants down, treating me to a fine view of her ass, as she teases her underwear down for a few moments, before tossing her clothes in her huge laundry pile. I leave mine by the door, the boxers seperate, Marie insisting she'll clean them if I freeball it home.

Naked, we curl up on the couch again. "You reckon you can give me that zappy fingers thing?" I ask, pinching her on the ass lightly.

She jumps slightly, smirking through the pain, but shakes her head. "Don't think so." She apologises, "Besides.... I'm as spent as you are." She raps her knuckles against her head, "Like I said, ALL endorphins..." She curls up, laying her head across my lap, "Plus you're a really comfy chair."

She stretches out, her smooth body twisting... damnit not even a twitch yet. "It's just.... it sucks that I can't see you guys." She whines, "You're all hanging out at your house, but if you're m-mother..." She shivers, "If she sees me there.... I don't even want to imagine what would happen then."

>We could find a way to sneak you in... (Write in)
>Sorry, we'll try to visit here more.
>Write in

>>40237817
>>We could find a way to sneak you in... (Write in)
We could maybe schedule student counselling visits for Claire as an excuse?

>>40237817
>Sorry, we'll try to visit here more.
"And it's true that Claire and I could stand for some more tutoring."

>>40237817
>Sorry, we'll try to visit here more.

>>40237867
This, our grades are pretty shit.

>>40237817
>Sorry, we'll try to visit here more.

"Sorry." I shrug weakly. "We'll try to visit more." She pouts, lips puffing out, "But hey, maybe we can convince her you're coming over to tutor me and Claire some time? Her grades are dogshit, and mine aren't great."

Her eyes light up with that, she nods, leaning up and pulling me down to kiss her. "Oh!" She gasps, breaking the kiss, "I forgot to tell you, I'll be sixteen soon. So... you'll, you know..." She draws a circle on my chest, "Be less creepy?" She finishes with a smile.

"Anything you want for a present?" I ask, pulling her up to sit in my lap properly, hugging around her stomach.

She looks back, shaking her head, "I can't tell you! That would ruin the surprise! Geez Danie-Danny!" She swats playfully at my arm, stretching a little more.

Her movements brush me just right, and I can feel little Danny starting to get his wind back, as Marie blinks the TV on, flicking it to some movie about fighting alien scorpion monsters. Looks shit, but Marie seems to like it, squirming about in my lap.

>Go for lewd round two
>Cuddle and watch the movie, crash here
>Watch it, then head home
>Write in

>>40238157
>Go for lewd round two

>>40238157
>Go for lewd round two

>>40238157
>Cuddle and watch the movie, crash here

>>40238157
>>Cuddle and watch the movie, crash here

>>40238157
>>Go for lewd round two
>>Cuddle and watch the movie, crash here

>>40238157
>>Go for lewd round two
>>Cuddle and watch the movie, crash here

so... both?

>>40238412
Yes, both.

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I kiss her on the back of the neck, Marie giggling under her breath, "I know what you're going to ask." She murmurs, lifting her hips slightly. "Can we watch the movie at the same time?"

Well, I don't see why not.

we shift our hips just write, and I lower her down onto me, she's still wet from the super orgasm she stole off me earlier, easily taking me to base.

I hug her back against me, and Marie turns around, placing a kiss on my cheek, "I love you." She sighs, as she bounches up and down, with a little lifting from me.

She scoots her legs up on the couch, helping her bounce on my cock, as we both watch the movie, Marie gasping every so often, both at the movie, and as I roam her body with my hands. God, her skin is so soft, her pussy so tight....

I slip a hand up from her hips to her chest, kneading it under hand, I feel her cum around me, but I can keep going, thinking for her to pick up her speed.

"Over- the- table!" She pants, climbing off and bending over her cluttered mess of a table, her womanhood so wet that she's literally dripping onto the floor below. "Fill me Danny!" She whines, shaking her hips at me.

I slip off the couch and kneel behind her, grab her and slam her all the way back on me, her ass slapping against my hips, Marie's toes curling as she cums again, having lost track of the movie she just lays over her table, panting and staring over at her wall, bouncing back against me.

"Cum inside me..." She whines, "I wasted all of it earlier... now I want what's left."

I pull out and have her flip around, kissing her as I re-enter a final time, pushing into her until she gasps, deeper than I've ever gotten before.

I grab her dainty chin and lock her in a kiss, lashing our tongues together as we both cum one final time, Marie squeezing me tight as I finally cum inside her for tonight.

"You... wanna... watch the rest?" I ask, panting my breath back?

(cont)

She shakes her head, brushing her sex messed hair out of her eyes. "If I smoked, now would be the time to light up." She gasps. "Avery could get me some." She says, half joking.

"Not a very good thing for a counsellor to be doing." I snicker, but Marie just slaps me on the back, grabbing me by the ass with both hands.

"Yes, but you've been helping Rosa under age drink, naughty Danny." She sighs, "But.... I think it's bed time?"

'Bed time' actually ends up in us fucking twice more before we finally collapse, sweaty faced and reeking of sex.

Thankfully it's the weekend in the morning. Checking my phone, I've received a lovely picture from dear Claire. Eri with white gunk all over her face, 'luv frm Avy'. It's signed. "Christ, how did she even get into highschool?" I sigh, deleting the picture as well.

>Bring Marie back to the house.
>Spend the day with just her (write in)
>Head home
>Write in

>>40238829
>just write
man im having issues tonight

>>40238852

>Spend the day with just her (write in)
>See if she can do stuff with dreams or something.

>>40238852
>Write in
Go back home for a fresh changes of clothes and a shower. We have to meet Marie's parents today.

>>40238852
>Head home

>>40238852
>>Bring Marie back to the house.
we need some tutoring

>>40238852
>>Head home

>>40238852
>Bring Marie back to the house.

>>40238852
>>Bring Marie back to the house

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>head home 1 im counting >>40238906

>bring marie 2

>>40238852
>>Bring Marie back to the house

>>40239239
>>40239270
damn I was to late

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I kiss her on the lips, "I'll be back later." I promise her, "But I need a fresh change of clothes.... and you're place could probably use some airing out."

She agrees, sliding the doors and windows open, "Oh and say hi to your kitty for me, Shoe, right?"

I promise her I will and take off at a jog, quickly stopping once I realise that jogging while freeballing is a quick way to chafe.

Dad's gardening by the time I get back, picking weeds out of the currently regrowing lawn, still kinda messed up from that time the house took a laser pounding from that giant eyeball in the sky.

I wave and let myself in, thankful I didn't bring Marie along, as there'd be no way to sneak her past him really. In my room, I find a very sticky looking Eri and Avery in my bed, Claire and Mia cuddled on the couch. Everyone's still asleep, until I loudly clear my throat.

"You know, Eri, you have your own bedroom." I growl, my sister only shrugging, the blankets falling down around her bare torso.

"Yes, but your room already smells like an orgy pit all the time, why stink mine up?" She points out, Avery still hugging into her hip, trying to use her as a pillow.

Well, I do have a few hours to burn until dinner...

>Check in with Mike, ask about his extension
>Write in

>>40239429
Hang out with Eri and Avery.

>>40239429
>Check in with Mike, ask about his extension
And see if he got that new computer that we got Mrs. Mishone to agree to.

>>40239429
Seconding >>40239455
Lewdly.

>>40239429
>Check in with Mike, ask about his extension

>>40239429
>Check in with Mike, ask about his extension

>>40239429
How about
>Check in with Mike, ask about his extension

Then hanging out with Eri and Avery.

Which will probably mean sex.

I don't know why I even said "probably".

>>40239429
>Check in with Mike, ask about his extension

>>40239429
>>Check in with Mike, ask about his extension

I leave them to their own debauchery, for now, and head over to see if Mike's calmed down any after Mrs Mishone got his extension approved.

"Hmmm." The grunt comes, I assume as a approval for entry. I peer inside, for once he has the blinds open, sunlight peering into the room. Mike's no longer hunched over his keyboard, he spins around casually in his chair, his new PC rig quietly purring away. "What?"

Well, he still sounds annoyed, even if the bags are gone from under his eyes. "Just.... seeing how things are. You know..." I tell him.

He shrugs, non commitally, "New computers speeding things up, and the boss gave me a new deadline, pushed back my work for a whole extra year." His words are short, but he does sound relieved about that. "Dunno why they relented, but with that much time, I think I can really put some proper time into that side project. You know the defence model you asked about? Maybe get some more work done on the disability support ones as well."

>I asked Mrs Mishone for your extension, FYI
>How's stuff with your girlfriend?
>I'll leave you to it then (write in)

>>40239993
>>How's stuff with your girlfriend?
we can leave telling him about the extension as a parting gift

>>40239993
>I asked Mrs Mishone for your extension, FYI so no more yelling at me for a day please?
>How's stuff with your girlfriend?

>>40239993
>How's stuff with your girlfriend?

>>40239993
>>I asked Mrs Mishone for your extension, FYI

Try to push your main project taught first, if you can. If you get stuck again it probably be bad. Side projects come after that.

>>40239993
>I asked Mrs Mishone for your extension, FYI
>How's stuff with your girlfriend?

>>40239993
>How's stuff with your girlfriend?

>>40239993
>I'll leave you to it then
"You should probably finish the main project first; development for that can feed into your side projects, and you don't want to have to go through crunch time again, right?"

>>40239993
"Hey, man, just focus on the main project first. I told Mrs. Mishone that the computers and the deadline were making your hair go white. I'm glad this project is gonna get the proper care it deserves."

>>40239993
Don't tell him we got the extension. It probably irks him enough how much he owes his little brother for everything right now.

>>40240126
anon we want him to help with the defense and helper bots too, we kind of need them really badly

>>40240211
Yeah, I agree.
It'll probably annoy him to no end that he owes his disgusting incestuous brother another favor..

>>40240219
Yes, but he is working on the Ai. We don't want autistic fighting robots.
Like seriously.
No skimping on the main thing. Otherwise its Mega Man.

>>40240286
we kind of need defensive robots now and not in a years time when we're all dead

"So.... how's stuff with your girlfriend, Lily right?"

Mike shrugs, "It's going good. Normal, I guess." He rotates his jaw a few times, "Not that I'm making a point or anything.

I ignore that jab, "Going steady then?"

Mike nods, moving on, "Yeah, it's nice having someone to bounce ideas off. It's like she gets me, like no one else ever has."

I nod a few times, "I understand what you mean."

Mike takes a deep breath, "I.... just- thanks." He says flatly, "For nepotisming me into the job. I appreciate it. Even if I don't like some of the other stuff you do. And if you keep me up all night."

"I wasn't around last night, don't blame whatever those freaks did on me." I point out.

A grim smile ghosts across his face for a moment, "Right. Well... thanks."

>"No problem", go....
>Is Lily's full name Lillith by any chance?
>I think you should focus on....
>Write in

>>40240398
>>Is Lily's full name Lillith by any chance?
>>I think you should focus on....
The main project coming in under makes you look good, once that's done you can pitch that side project as your new main.

>>40240398
>>I think you should focus on Main project, so less crunch time, and better robots.

>>40240398
>Is Lily's full name Lillith by any chance?

>>40240398
>>Is Lily's full name Lillith by any chance?

>>40240431
How many times do we need to tell you that us and our friends, and our friend's families NEED those side projects you flaming retard.

>>40240454
The main project makes the robots act smart, and actualy is better in long run.

Otherwise security tard bots will lock us in bank safe, because its safe place or some shit. We have reality warper, and team of supers on our side. we mange somehow.

>>40240454
Bro needs his full attention for them, otherwise we get either dumb bots or murderbots, get main done first so he doesn't have it hanging over his head.

>>40240454
And when are you going to realize that the main project is a prerequisite for those side projects?
All of them depend on the AI he's developing for the main project.

>>40240500
>in long run.
the whole "in the long run" point is completely moot because the apocalypse is happening for fucks sake, without shit to stop it we won't be here in the long run

>>40240513
>All of them depend on the AI
no they don't, Mia's mum has a helper bot already and its perfectly fine

>>40240535
Defense bots are significantly more complicated than a lifter bit designed to reach shelves or lift things.

>>40240398
>Write in
"Can your defensebots even function beyond simple commands without the main project's AI? With what's been happening and the normal supers getting their asses kicked by the villains, how many working defensebots could you make, anyway?"

>>40240535
Imagine giving bunch of autistic persons rocket launchers, and keeping them around your family.

Yea. So much safer.

If we finish main project, we can probably get founding for mass production too.

Also our chance of survival in apocalypse is pretty okay, given that there are giant monsters rampaging taught the town everyday. I am sorry, but its apocalypse since tread 1 of the quest. Worst thing that can happen is us having to scream for mommy and dady, or mr. Miller to take stuff down.

I hate the fact that because we brought up Lilly being evil Chuckles is running with it when in all probability he's just bad at thinking up names.

>>40240668
>and keeping them around your family.
which he already does...

>>40240668
>Also our chance of survival in apocalypse is pretty okay, given that there are giant monsters rampaging taught the town everyday. I am sorry, but its apocalypse since tread 1 of the quest. Worst thing that can happen is us having to scream for mommy and dady, or mr. Miller to take stuff down.
Are you seriously that blind or have you just been ignoring the last 10-15 threads entirely?

>>40240739
Except none of them are armed or set to shoot/ kill things


>>40240762
Dude rushing out defense bots would fuck the world over more than not having any.

>>40240799
>would fuck the world over more than not having any.
Have you looked outside? Do you remember how all the heroes are getting killed and a good 2 thirds of our schools population have just vanished?

>>40240841
Adding robo op risqué bots with shitty Iff would make it even worse cause they'd atack everything dumbass.

I cough to clear my throat, "Uhhh, is Lily's full name Lilith by any chance?"

Mike stops at that, scratching his head. "Uhhhh?"

I stare at him, "Do you even know her surname?"

Mike's eys drop, "Course I do... She's Lily.... Libissistant."

"You just changed the a's in lab assistant to i's there, didn't you?" I ask.

Mike shrugs, "We don't.... really talk about names and stuff. We talk about important things like work. And when we're not working, well we usually aren't talking."

Gross.

"Well... good talk Mike." I start to head out the door, "Good luck with your AI." I add over my shoulder, as ZZ shuts the door behind me.

By the time I get back to my room, Avery and Eri have both fucked off, Claire's on the phone, assuming from how much swearing she's putting into her speech, she's talking to her dad, while Mia just sits at my desk, sketching.

With a noise of fury, Claire hangs up the call, nearly wrenching her phone in half, before tossing it at my bed.

"What's wrong?" Mia and I ask in tandem.

Claire paces back and forth across the floor, anger on her face, "Since I'm eighteen soon, they're cutting my dad's money!" She hisses, "I barely saw any of it as is, because it was all being used to keep him stable! Now they're taking that shit away!" She kicks at an empty can, the tin hits the wall so hard it leaves a dent, her eyes darkening, from brown, slowly heading into black.

"Well, is there any way to stop it?" Mia asks, fear tinged with hope.

Claire kicks another can, another dent, "They're having a meeting about it this afternoon, at five! But that old twat can't talk his way out of a paper bag."

>You should go help him out then.
>Write in

>>40240893
>"Do you want to go help him?"

>>40240893
>>You should go help him out then.

>>40240893
>Write in
"Mia, could you draw a slick lawyer that could out-negotiate the Devil? Maybe 30 minutes is all we need."

>>40240893
What time are we meeting marie's parents?

>>40240961
5:30

>>40240893
>>40240918
>>40240944
these are good

>>40240961
thats important, we might need a hover car to get between meetings fast enough if they don't clash

>We should go help him out then.
Unless Marie's parent meeting is in the way?
Can we also just stick Mr. Miller on the Villains?
Seriously they should enlist him to take care of some of this stuff.

>>40240841
Right now they are running Evil_minion_bot0.8.5. They probably act as foot clan robots from old TMNT.

Remember Mike actually crafted all of that to take over the world.

And completing the project will likely give us access to mass production, instead of couple prototypes we can get now.

>>40240893
>You should go help him out then.
Also, hug Claire to calm her down.

>>40240893
>"No, but I can. You know who's doing the meeting?"

I step in front of her pacing and grab her by the shoulders, "Hey! Snap out of it, alright." She blinks and her pupils fade back to brown, blinking a few times her fury settles into a contained anger, "He can probably handle it if you're there to back him up, right?"

She nods a few times, mulling over her thoughts, "Yeah..." She gives a sadistic smile, cracking her knuckles, "And if they don't, they get to see a little Miller acti-"

I grab her hands, "No. No Miller actions. If you attack them, it'll only possibly get worse for you two."

She chews her tongue for a moment, before finally; "Fine, you're right, I guess. Killing shitheads is what landed him in their in the first place." Her eyes flick back to me, "But why aren't you coming? You're the one who does the words good around here."

"I'm already booked up this afternoon. I'm seeing Marie's parents for dinner." I tell her.

Claire tilts her head, eyes dropping, "Oh. A dinner, must be real important huh?"

>It actually is, I'm sorry
>You can't guilt trip me like that
>Helping your dad's more important than being late, I'll come.
>Write in

>>40241339
"Claire I'm sorry, I'm sure you can handle this yourself but how could Marie handle telling her parents that the guy who they were supposed to meet bailed last second?"

>>40241339
Take Mia with us, get car for bonus speed, we might be able to make it to both.
(or alternatively ask Rosa for a lawyer)

Call Marie, and tell that we might be bit late, because we are helping a friend with legal advice.

Man Claire, tell things like this faster, so I can plan for them.

>>40241339
Call Marie, explain the situation. As he councillor, perhaps she can testify in favor of the family.

>>40241339
"Mia, any ideas on how I can get from Mr. Miller's to the ice cream shop super quickly? Maybe that hover-car or something? I don't want to be late to meet Marie's parents, but this is important too."

>>40241487
This is a decent idea. Maybe we could combine things and have both of us over there?

>>40241339
isn't erica a law student ir something?

>>40241339
>Write in
Get Erica to help, since she works in the Superpower Registration Office and likely knows what needs to be said.

>>40241461
adding
>>40241843

Totally forgot about Erica. She works wit this everyday.

>>40241339
>Write in
>Get Erica to help, since she works in the Superpower Registration Office and likely knows what needs to be said.
Deleted my old vote, seconding this.

I hold a finger up, "Hang on, maybe Marie can help, once they show up. As your councillor, maybe she can attest to your family?"

Her eyes flick back up, lightening up, "That's not bad!"

"And I bet Rosa can hook us up with a lawyer, too. And Eri too, she knows law stuff." Mia adds, already messaging her. I call Marie, explaining the situation to her.

"I.... Danny, I'll try, but I can't get there in time, I have to get ready. Just.... just put me on the phone to them when they show, okay?"

Mia calls a car into view out front of the house, still trying to coordinate with Rosa, as Claire takes the wheel.

The sun is starting to set by the time we arrive, ten to five, we still have some time. Mr Miller seems genuinely surprised to see us,sniffing a little, as a fancy looking sports car rolls up, a young looking lawyer climbing out and staring around disdainfully.

"Ken Miller?" He asks, avoiding shaking his hand as he pulls some papers out. "Honestly I think this is a waste of my time. Legally the pension office has you dead to rights, at least for the next eleven months, until your re-evaluation at least."

Mr Miller just pushes his sunglasses up his nose, "Yer, Ah know. Ah'm up shit creek without a paddle. But I can fight, can't I?"

Eri appears behind the lawyer, snatching the papers from his hand, frowning at them. "He's.... not wrong, they have every right to cut his funding when he's not responsible for a minor." She sighs.

It's at that moment that the suits appear. Mr Miller, Claire, Eri and Rosa's lawyer sit at the table, Mia and I hanging back.

The tax guys are cold and calculating, explaining that once Claire's birthday rolls around, Mr Miller loses eight hundred dollars out of his eighteen a month.

Mr Miller nods glumly, while Erica desperately pours over the paperwork. I try to put them onto Marie, but the taller one, a middle aged woman waves her off.

"Mr Speltin, we conduct our own psych evaluations, we have what we need." She assures me.

(cont)

"Wait!" Eri insists, the Mishone lawyer already packing, "The law on retired villain pension reduction is only supposed to apply to children who have already left home!" She points out, sliding a paper across the table, "Claire's residence is still listed here. You haven't got shit!"

The shorter one, a younger guy, runs his eyes over the paper. "You know, that'd probably be a valid arguement, if we didn't have several sources indicating that Ms Miller here hasn't visited 'home' in months.

Eri shakes her head, jabbing a finger in their faces, "That's not how the law works buddy, I was taking notes on this not two hours ago, you can't cut his pension as long as Claire's address is listed here."

The woman clears her throat, "You may choose to pursue this path, yes. But if we can obtain proof that his daughter barely even shows up here, we may be able to charge you with fraud or abetting fraud." She runs her eyes over the group, "Are you all willing to do that for the Mastermind Miller?" She asks, sneering his title.

Claire's dad sags, "Girls.... jus' drop it. S'not worth it. Please?" The Mishone lawyer is just watching with mild interest

>It is worth it damn it!"
>He's right.
>Write in

>>40242098
"It's your life your choice, ain't gonna get you I. More trouble because we're stubborn"

>>40242098
>It is worth it damn it!"

>>40242098
>He's right.

>>40242098
The law isn't supporting you in you attempt to bully someone so you threaten us? Typical.

Claire you're going to have to stay here for a bit.

>>40242098
>It is worth it damn it!"

>>40242139
>>40242197
Guys it's not our life. It's Mr.Miller, if he said stop then stop.

>>40242098
>>It is worth it damn it!"
>snide remark about how if they took proper care of retired supervillains then this dispute would not be happening.

>>40242098
Well can you get him some job or disability something? He needs some source of income to keep his powers under control.

Its not like they want Mr. Miller to loose control ether. Like seriously they might be assholes, but they can't be that retarded.

>>40242098
>He's right.
"If he doesn't want to push it we shouldn't push it"

>>40242221
indeed

>>40242263
>>40242218
they are bullying a man that has already been punished for his actions in the past.

>>40242098
>He's right.
Why does everyone get a hard on to help miller when he's specifically saying don't

>>40242098
>He's right.
I want to mention that it probably won't matter in a month because the government-sanctioned superheroes are losing to the current generation of supervillains, but unless an "accident" with a supervillain kills these two, it's probably not worth it.

>>40242098
>It is worth it damn it!"

>>40242098
"What's the pay of a government sanctioned superhero? Crime has been in the rise recently, and although Mr Miller is older than most super heroes, many heroes have gone missing or died recently."

>>40242098
>"Let me give you another angle, then. In the past three months, the rise in crime has skyrocketed. Even in my own classroom, students and even teachers are disappearing with a new one every day. You hold Mr. Miller's balls in your hands right now, and you know that he'll have to turn to whatever means he can to feed himself if you do this. That's one path; forcing him back into his old ways because his criminal record makes him incapable of finding a job. The other path is you give him a job yourself."

I sigh and step forward, shaking my head, "He's right." I turn to the two officers, Claire and Eri both glaring at me, "Look, is there at least a way to help him get a job? He's been trying, but no one will hire him."

The woman nods to the man, "Yes, we are right. If you'd disagreed, my partner would have gotten a little... antsy." She packs papers away into a file, standing. "As for his employment situation, that is not our department, we aren't going to allow him to queue jump, just because he has a sob story."

With that they leave, the lawyer from Mishone having lost interest when Eri gave the fight up.

Mr Miller just slumps forward in his chair, slapping his temples, looking defeated. "Need 'nother beer." He sighs eventually, standing and moving inside, to his fridge, the can cracking open in the silence.

He sits, where the officers had been and takes a long hard drink. "Was fun while it lasted." He sighs, "Wasnit darl?" He asks Claire, "Least I tried to make you happy a few times. Now you're best friends with a girlie who gets her own lawyer. How bout that, huh?"

Claire looks on the edge of tears, as her father just knocks another beer back, Eri, dejected, slinks off, turning invisible, as Mia walks to my side.

"I think.... just because everyone's mad, you didn't make the worse choice." She whispers. "That guy, the tax guy, he had a gun, with super stopping bullets."

I wince; clearly they don't hold Mr Miller in high regard still, low enough that they brought a super killing weapon.

I stare at him, as he tries to push his sunglasses up his nose, only for his power to flare up, melting through the bridge, the lens fall to either side.

>Write in

>>40242602
Apologise our ass off and see if Rosa can get him a destructions job?

>>40242602
They antagonize people, because they have a big man gun?

Wow, how retarded they can get. Any super worth their salt could kill them before they pull it, or mortally wound them.

Well we should think of a way to get Mr. Miller a job. Try for trash disposal or demolition?

>>40242602
I guess we should help him with job hunting sometime.
Good old cronyism should be useful.

>>40242602
"Are you alright Claire?"

>>40242602
Security and bodyguard work i guess

>>40242602
Write-in
"Claire, do you remember that fighting thing you were interested in? Do you remember where it was? Maybe, we could ask them if they need extra security incase things get out if hand. Your dad's abilities could definitely desuade troublemakers."

>>40242859
I don't think him getting a job at an illegal fight club is going to put him in the good graces of the government. Then again it's Australia, everything over there is a criminal.

>>40242602
"Sorry things didn't work out, Mr. Miller.
"Claire, sorry the pension couldn't get extended."

>>40242809
>a destructions job
Demolition and disposal probably won't work out, since most things in this setting have the anti-super alloy that would shut down his powers, and he'd be constantly disintegrating the explosives/wires.

>>40242992
Just have him go in before or after explosives? Also you don't need explosives, when you can disintegrate stuff.

Also he can dispose plastics, radioactive shit, medical waste and other junk.

Or disintegrate everything but the anti super alloy, for recycling (god source for mikes future robot squad?).

I slump down next to him, "I'm sorry that it didn't work out." I mutter to both of them.

Claire's just gone silent, chewing the inside of her cheek, while Mr Miller shakes his head, "Sometimes you just have to know that you'll lose either way, and to pick tha less shit option."

I take a few moments to think, "If you'd like, we could all look into getting you a job? Maybe something in destructions.... or security work?"

He shrugs, cracking another beer, "Yeah... maybe." Is all he sighs.

Claire finally speaks up, "You two.... you both gave up." She glances up, anger in her eyes, "Both of you." She points at Mr Miller, "I expect this shit from you, you never try! But Danny, what the FUCK?"

"He had a gun." I point out.

Claire just shakes her head, "I expected.... something from one of you at least." She pushes to her feet, and starts running, again. She's not moving with super speed this time, just regular speed.

Mr Miller just shakes his head, "She's..... I think she'll calm down, in a while. Giver some space. Thas'all."

>Let her go, get to Marie's
>Follow Claire
>Write in

>>40243108
>Also you don't need explosives, when you can disintegrate stuff.
You do when the anti-super alloy is what coats everything to prevent it from being disintegrated.

>>40243132
>Let her go, get to Marie's

>>40243132
>Let her go, get to Marie's

>>40243132
"No, she won't. She gets iffy about things...besides, let's be honest. The last thing you need is to sit and wallow for another year on a government pension. Lemme ask my sister what kinda process you need to go through to get a government job."

>>40243158
Nope, that is just general purpose shield shell around the outside of house.

Its not everything. there are tons of non alloy rubbish, he can take care of. Especially with transport costs in this world. You know the shit that lives in dumps in this universe?

The real problem is the need to be drunk, for control, and criminal record.

Chuckles died. Quest ends. No one is happy.

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I shake my head, watching Claire disappear around a corner, still moving at a human pace, even if she is running flat out.

Her words just weigh heavy on me as we leave, telling Mr Miller we'll be back soon. "You think Claire will forgive me?" I ask Mia.

She takes a moment to think about it, pulling a piece of paper out, the car appears in the street. "You go have your dinner, I'll see if I can talk to her." She tells me, "It's not like I'm invited to meet them anyways."

I can't get those words out of my head, "You gave up." I make a sharp bank, turning away from a cop car, just in case I get pulled over.

It was for the best, wasn't it?

Marie greets me at the door, all smiles, wearing a strappy purple dress, kissing me on the cheek. "They're pretty excited to see you." She giggles, "How did it go with Claire?" She asks.

I just grunt non-committally.

Marie tilts her head, leaning in closer, "Something's wrong with you, and while I really do want to talk about it, we're running late as it is."

She hurries me down the street, fixing my shirt up and preening my hair.

"So my brother's going to be there too, his fiancée was going to come as well, but she cancelled at the last minute, came down with the flu, poor thing." Marie titters. "Oh, and he's adopted, so try not to mention that, okay?"

She looks around the small restaurant, then waves at a small family at the back, a man and a woman that could only be Marie's parents, and then one face that's very close to the bottom of the list of people I'd like to see right now.

Enswith flashes me a toothy grin as I sit at the table. "Oh, Daniel Speltin! Good to see you. Again."

>End of Episode 49

>>40243614
well fuck.

>>40243614
Alright... So we pretend to be his older brother Lucas, complain about how that little shit got up to trouble again.

>>40243614
Man Maries father or brother should had been Dickperado.

Just saying.

>>40243742
Didn't we kill that chucklefuck though?

>>40243861
Yes.

>>40243861
So?
The dead can be raised in universe.

Shits archived yo
thanks for showing up guys, this was a nice little destresser for me while i ruin everything in the quest

>>40244061
Thanks for running Chuckles!

>>40244061
It was the opposite for me, considering the directions you're pretty set on taking this quest I don't think I'll be participating for a while, probably just stick to reading the archives everynow and then.

>>40244061
Thanks for the thread, chuckles.

You shit, worst qm ever, fuck you, hate you, hate this quest, everything is terrible.

Now, we all realize that Mike's girl Lily has a high chance of being an industrial espionage spy right?

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