Holy shit let me post

>>42253581
>[] "Fuck bees."
>[] "How are you holding up...?"
Can't we just get Tell to help us swap out our new helmet for our old one?

>>42253581
>[]"How are you holding up...?"

>>42253581
>>[]"Let's just say the bed bugs really did bite."

>>42253581
Pic related, where the hell is his nipples?

>>42254272
Are you saying borgs would have nipples?

>>42254272
Why would a cyborg need nipples?

>>42253581
"How are you holding up...?"

>>42254697
>>42253638
>>42253713
>>42253908

"Let's just say the bed bugs really did bite."

"...What...?" She says, a little exasperated for thought on the subject.

"Fuck bees."

"Are you sure you're okay Iskandir? That something didn't hit you in the head--"

"I'm good, just a bad dream. How are you holding up?"

She sighs, walking forward and sitting at the foot of your bed.

"Lately? Pretty shitty. Getting knocked out by a Gear in one hit always feels bad, physically and emotionally. But the fact we thought you died? That made it even worse. That I was...so helpless, while you sacrificed yourself to save Leo."

"Hey, it's cool. We're all here."

"No," she says, brow furrowing, "it isn't 'cool'. It just runs roots back to me feeling like some kind of unneeded addition to the team. That's why I've always shat on you from day one. That's why we had all those pissing contests over kill counts. I...I had to find someway to validate myself over the newbie who was tearing guys up quicker than I've done in a while."

You stay silent for a moment.

"Joan, I...Shit, I didn't know..."

"No. I understand. You're just that type of person. The one who does things for himself, and it's also a good thing it's pretty morally right. But me? I...I slip into doubt at the drop of a hat." She grimly chuckles. "How funny that I'm being dramatic considering how batshit our lives are."

"Hey, listen..." You say, sitting up and stretching, "I think you're a damn good part of the team. Anyone else would say the same. You wouldn't be a part of us if you were a weak link in the chain."

She thinks on that one for a while, the hints of a smile at her lips.

"I suppose you're right."

>[] "Wanna go interrogate Beetle? You get first swing if he gets rowdy."
>[] Get this fucking helmet off first.
>[] Write-in.

>>42255363
>>[] Get this fucking helmet off first.
Hornet helmet is cool, but Iskandir is the King of Conquerors, not some damn bug.

>>42255423
>you could be conquering king of bugs

>>42255456
But I don't want Queen B as our waifu

>>42255471
you wanted me as your waifu didn't you

nah jk i didnt put a self-insert in yet

>>42255510
Angie isn't your self-insert?
My life is a lie...

Im kinda hoping that when you do, you make her/you just a civilian who somehow got wrapped up in this shit.

>>42255510
>yet

>>42255534
Nah, Angie is the hyper-action setting equivalent of the secretary you bother on the way to the water cooler.

QM's appearance won't be anything big, I promise. This is our story, not mine, y'know?

>>42255423

"One second, Joan. Gotta get something off my chest...head. Whatever, fuck it."

You walk out over to Tell, knocking on his door. He sighs audibly from the other side of the door and steps out, optics still looking weary from sleep.

"Yes?"

You gesture to the helmet and a ripping-off gesture.

"...Fine. But promise you won't scream when I bring out the buzzsaw."

"I don't make promises I can't keep, Tell."

---

Thirty excruciating minutes later, and your beautiful face has returned to the world unspoiled. You thank Tell and return to Joan.

"Okay, I'm good."

"Fine. What did you want to--"

"Wait, no. You're. You're supposed to remark on my handsome face's return."

"Uh...you're handsome I guess? I don't really know about that sort of thing."

"What the fuck are you--every woman compliments my good masculine looks!"

"...Oh, holy shit, you really don't know, do you?"

She walks out over to the interrogation room, smiling softly.

"...Know what?"

Joan keeps going.

"KNOW WHAT!?" you cry after her.

>[] Interrogate Beetle.
>[] Write-in.

>>42256424
>Find a mirror

>>42256424
>[] Interrogate Joan.
This overrides everything, ever.

>>42256583
second

>>42256514
>>42256583

You run into the bathroom. Has the process aged you? Are you losing your boylike, yet overtly masculine good looks?

Are you ugly??

Looking in the mirror, you see...

You're the exact same.

"What the fuck...?"

You think back. You've always been good looking!

But...Joan's NEVER complimented you when you were showboating. What the hell was going on here? Oh god, what if her optics have always been malfunctioning?

You run up, turning Joan around with your hands on her shoulders.

...Quite the challenge considering she's easily well above 6 and a half feet tall.

"What the hell!? How the hell do you not think I'm amazingly beautiful! HOW!?" you say.

"...Did no one tell you?" she asks sheepishly.'

"NO!"

"...Iskandir, I'm a lesbian."

"...Oh, okay, that explains it." You say, coming down from exasperated confusion/rage.

>[] Move on to interrogate Beetle.
>[] Write-in.

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>>42256782
>[] Let out our frustration on Beetle
>[] Try not to feel like pic related

>>42256782
>[] "No, that DOESN'T explain it! Beauty has nothing to do with sexuality! I don't have to be gay to know that Tom Cruise is handsome, and you don't have to be straight to think that I'm beautiful, dammit!"
>[] Angrily barge into Beetle's holding cell and interrogate him on whether or not we're dashingly good-looking.

>>42257201
Second.
Definitely second.

>>42257201
>Isk angrily screaming "AM I PRETTY?!" at Beetle.
I ship it.

>>42257536
Beetle Head confirmed for waifu

>>42257201
>>42257536
So much this

>>42257536
>>42256876
>>42257201

You storm past Joan, heading into Beetle's cell, opening the door. You rouse him from sleep and sit him upright. There's a silence as you stare.

"One big question, fuckface."

"What izzit, you prissy lil' shit?"

"...TELL ME I'M BEAUTIFUL!" You say, grabbing him by the scruff of his neck.

"Have you gone completely--"

"NO! I'M JUST VERY INSECURE IN MY LOOKS RIGHT NOW!"

"Uh, you're like an 8/10 even on your worst days...?" He says, nervous.

"SEE!? SEE JOAN!?"

You can hear Joan smacking her forehead.

>[] Write-in on interrogation questions.
>[] Write-in.

>>42257811
>Let him down and sigh.
>Ask him if there are more Bugs in the Nest

>>42257811
I'm laughing so fucking hard right now.

>What does LOKUST stand for?
>What is LOKUST's goal?
>How were you recruited?
>How large is your force?
>How well funded are you?
>Why did you want me?

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>mfw beetle-senpai confirmed for waifuhead

>>42257811
>>42257883
To add onto this

>Who're the rest of your members?
>Why does LOKUST suck at thematical naming ?
>Why do they wear the mask?

>>42257811
>Does LOKUST stand for something and if so, did they intentionally do it so it sounds like locust?
>Is the name why all of you have a bug theme?

>>42258631
>>42258013

"LOKUST is a name representing an ideal, not some petty acronym. And yes, you nitwit."

>>42258013
"Dragonfly, Scorpion, and Queen B. You've clearly met Scarab and Spider. And you...you were to be our shining brother Hornet."

"Shut the fuck up before I gut you."

"Ha! Rich."

"And we don't suck at thematic naming, you fool. What, coming from the organization with two members named for the same conqueror?"

"W-We have very different spellings!"

"We wear the mask to evoke our symbols, fool."

>>42257883
"Nothing but our ideals. To bring about the Plagues' fruition."

"I was recruited from a pitiful PMC group, really."

"You were taken in after being arrested."

Beetle chuckles lowly.

"No, after I killed the rest of them. Freak gunfire accidents...they sure do happen to the best of us."

Something about his smile tells you it was no accident.

"Our force is as large as it needs to be. If one dies, ten will replace them, whether they're top or bottom soldier."

"We have funding from many places, we have a lotta fingers in a lotta pies, eheh."

"And we wanted you cause' you were the flashy boy. The one who left a red stain visible from space! Who wouldn't want a cyborg killer like you?"

"...I'm no killer."

"So says all of em', kid."

>>42257866

"We have many operatives. It's likely I don't even know all of them!"

"...I don't have anything else of importance. Joan, you want to--"

"Gladly."

Joan steps in before Beetle, sizing him up. She then punches him straight in the stomach.

"Woah, holy shit, I meant to ask questions!"

"...Oh. You should've been more specific about that."

>[] Write-in.
>[] Get debriefing on our next move.

>>42258927
>LOKUST is a name representing an ideal
THEN WHY THE FUCK DOES UT HAVE A K?! AND WHY IS IT CAPITALIZED, IF YOU DON'T SHOUT IT EVERYTIME?!

I AM VERY UPSET ABOUT THIS.

>>42259001
coolness factor anon

dont you know spelling things wrong is in this year?

>>42259031
I mean... If they want to be cool, the K should be backwards, and off kilter.

>>42258927
>[] Get debriefing on our next move.

>>42258927
>[] Get debriefing on our next move
>[] Ponder why a lesbian can't see our beauty but a straight man can

>>42259001
Same reason why it's called DmC: Devil may Cry

>>42259110
>who said he was straight

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>>42259120

>>42259120
A best.
We should check with Tell, who is most certainly straight.
The straightest heterosexual to ever have sex with men- err, women. To ever have sex with women.

As a non-sequitur, the original Stranger I Remain is pretty fitting for Iskandir now.

>dont let me become the one you love
>CAUSE ILL JUST TAKE YOUR BLOOD
>AND USE YOUR UP

>>42259110
>>42259081

Your commlink beeps briefly, indicating some urgency. You press it.

"Iskandir, we're getting some heavy LOKUST activity. We haven't seen this one before, and...we can't see him now either. He must be carrying some kind of signal blocker, because no satellite feeds can get vision." says Angel over the phone.

"But you know where he is, right?" you ask back, looking to Joan. She nods back at you.

"Yeah. He's currently blowing up the Las Vegas Strip."

"Alright, then I'll just--"

"That's not all. There's...also a solo attack by Scarab. He's using SKYFIRE."

You hesitate. On the one hand, engaging the new guy is bad. A signal blocker could just be the tip of the iceberg. But Scarab, not only furious for having no partner along with an orbital blast...shit.

Joan puts a hand on your shoulder.

"I'll take Scarab. You go handle the Vegas menace, eh?"

You stare up at the woman, practically your big sister, and mutter a 'Yeah, sure.'

Still not intimidated by her saying you're not handsome. Nope.

>[] Gear up and fly out to Scorpion. Time for a boss battle.
>[] Write-in.

>>42259528
>[] Gear up and fly out to Scorpion. Time for a boss battle.
We need to ask Scorpion if we're handsome.

And tell them to GET OVER HERE!

>>42259528
>Get armed with those new arms. Also wave it around in Beetles face.

>>42259973
>waving goodbye to Beetle using his own arms.
I mean... How could we not?

bump

>>42260045
>>42259973
>>42259805

You strap on Beetle's hands, reworked into more...humane looking gauntlets. Still, flipping him off with a quick run-by has never proved more satisfying to hear his rage-induced scream as you head for the one-man jet.

Flying out at high speeds to Las Vegas, you see below that there's fires brewing and explosions set off. And there's something huge down there.

You park the one-man jet on top of a building and slam your halberd into the sides, sliding down slowly, because fuck physics.

As you hit the ground, the...shit, it doesn't even look human. What you can only presume is Scorpion turns to you, groaning.

"rrrRRRRRRRR..." He says with a dull roar.

You notice his body is covered with metal that seems more befit on a tank than a humanoid cyborg. Files you've read on the Shagohod stunningly resemble the way he's constructed.

"Oh, well. That's fun." You glumly remark.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dyModBzd19I)

"By the way, do you think I'm handsome?"

"RRRRRRRRRRRR!" He screams, running on his tank-like fists quadrupedally like a gorilla.

"Fuck it, I'm saying that's a yes."

>[] Manuever around him, bait him into attacking to see his firepower.
>[] Maybe he's got a weakness?
>[] Panic as you realize you can't radio for help.

>>42262335
>[] Manuever around him, bait him into attacking to see his firepower.
>[] Maybe he's got a weakness?
>[] Time for bullfighting

>>42262335
>>42262374
This. Ole, mother fucker.

>"By the way, do you think I'm handsome?"
Isk, pls. Now is really not the time.

>>42262500
>>42262374

As Scorpion barrels for you, you run out of the way. Due to inertia (physics, bitch) he cannot stop in time to avoid crashing into a small waist-high cement garden of roses. He shrugs it off mostly, turning back to you.

Suddenly, he cries out, a more human sound of pain than any of his roars have been. You see sparks of electricity burst from his head, with it jerking in response. After a moment, his head slowly turns to you, the visor covering Scorpion's eyes gaining a red tinge.

Something sounding like a pre-recorded message of Scorpion's normal voice comes through. Normal being a generous statement.

"CRUSH!"

"KILL!"

"Let me guess," you interrupt, "D--"

"DESTROYYYYYYYYYY!"

He slams his fists onto the ground, two pikes piercing the earth and locking him in place. Armor plating on his arms shifts upwards to reveal several loaded missiles which immediately fire out, seeking you.

"Just my fucking luck."

>[] Outmanuever and lead the missiles back to him!
>[] Jump across and slash his head!
>[] Cut through em' all!
>[] Fucking run!
>[] Write-in.

>>42262678

>[] Outmanuever and lead the missiles back to him!

>>42262678
>[] Cut through em' all!

NONE SHALL STOP THE KING OF CONQUERORS!

>>42262678
>>[] Outmanuever and lead the missiles back to him!

>>42263124
>>42262719

You turn tail and run, equipping the Armed and Dangerous and somersaulting through the air, firing out shotgun shells at the most effective points in your tumble to increase distance.

Pretty convenient Beetle had such flexbily shaping barrels on all those guns, huh...

Anyways, with sufficient distance, you slip and jump over the various debris of his making. While the electric sparks are going, causing Scorpion to not quite understand what to do, you run past him and allow his missiles to do his work, blasting and chipping at his armor, with the ensuing cloud of smoke offering a perfect escape out.

You non-chalantly smirk, taking a slow way away...

Only to get pinned stomach-side down onto the ground, Scorpion's pike-pillars stabbing through your shoulders. He grunts, as his 'tail', a massive multi-part cannon, lifts in front of his face and points down at you.

"Don't mess with the stinger, I suppose..."

>[] Be left to our fate and die. (fuck you if you pick this)
>[] Armed and Dangerous his stomach to escape!
>[] Rip off own limbs to get out.
>[] Write-in.

>>42263496
>[] Use ARACHNADO

>>42263543
>arachnado is locked until isk admits his polyamorous/homosexual love for alex and tell

>>42263556
It is totally bro love.

>>42263496
>[] Find a way to rip off tail
>[] NEW WEAPON GET

>>42263556
OP, pls. Did Alex seriously take our shit?

>>42263496
>>[] Armed and Dangerous his stomach to escape!

>>42263556
Did anybody say anything about it considering it is the bottom half of someone's body?

>>42263619
It looks like a bizarre spinning weapon from how they've seen you use it. Think of it like when you don't realize that table centerpiece at your friend's house was actually some XL Dildo. You're kind of horrified at how much the thing's unintended utility worked.

>>42263586
Nah, just messing with the amounts of canon homo stuff going on.

>>42263543
>>42263591

(Combining em' for best option.)

You weakly reach your hands back and fire for his chest, blasting near-point blank shotgun shells at his stomach. Caught off-guard, he roars back in pain and retracts his pikes from your shoulders.

(Something something breaking the flow of the story to mention the worthless information that your shoulders are dramatically pronounced and reinforced because it's cool looking. Cool characters have sharp, strong shoulders in my opinion.)

You get up, dusting yourself off and noting the two giant holes through your shoulders. It's shitty and could make some arm-movements stiff from a lack of circuits connecting, but you could make do.

Scorpion gets up, and smashes his fists together, in time for you to see sparks fly between the knuckles.

He...

He has taser fists.

You can kind of almost imagine the fiscal year meeting at LOKUST getting awkward when they started discussing Scorpion's loadout.

Back in the moment, you whip out Arachnado, spinning it and smashing it back at Scorpion's attempts to shock you with his punches. You both deflect off the other, neither of you gaining any advantage.

You eye-up at his tail, and figure it'd make a nice addition to your collection.

"...I might just do something stupid."

>[] Do something stupid.
>[] Write-in.
>[] Do something a lot less stupid.

>>42263736
>[] Do something stupid.
>[] Yell that you're going to take his arms and tail too.

>>42263736
Nules of Rature

>Do something stupid

>>42263736
>[] Do something stupid.
>[] Claim his mother only hit Hamster rank and his father smelled of elderberries.

Glad I'm not the only one who appreciates strong shoulders.

>>42263775
This. If nothing else, our buds might appriciate a birthday present.

>>42263736
>Do something stupid
>Also get some nice tasers.

>>42264111
(I have lots of opinions on what makes a badass character, but I can't think of all of them. If you want to broach a specific thought, you could go like 'Thoughts on wallrunning/hair length/etc' and I'll give the ol' QM thought.)

>>42263775
>>42264064

You take a breath and leap onto Scorpion's wrists, making care as you travel up his arm to not trip on any of his missile slots. With a backflip and a quick draw of your Halberd, you tornado-slash the tail and sever two sections' worth of it.

WEAPON GET: The Sting.

It's at that time that you notice the tail turning back on you as you stand behind Scorpion.

You also notice each connecting hole is also...

"Another barrel. That's like, four fucking guns that connect like LEGOs! Who funds these assholes, Hasb--"

A blast knocks you back in the middle of your quip, sending you flat against the wall.

"RRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!" he roars, turning around, electricity sparking in a constant flux around his head now.

"Yeah, well your mom was a hamster, and your father smelt of--"

Scorpion apparently takes offense that last one, as he runs forward to punch you again.

>[] Blast him with the sting and hope inertia saves you somehow!
>[] Continue quips and get out of the way!
>[] Write-in.
You do something stupid.

>>42264264
>[] Blast him with the sting and hope inertia saves you somehow!
>[] Continue quips and get out of the way!
>[] Consider taking all of this tail.

>>42264264
>>[] Continue quips and get out of the way!

>important Quest-ion (heh)
>i have to ask
>is this thread

sufficiently hype

and is it lacking in certain content you'd like to see?

(QM Post comes after this when I see more responses I swear.

>>42264264
>[] Blast him with the sting and hope inertia saves you somehow!

Fun fact: that mother was a hamster jab is a legitimate insult.
Hamsters have a a lot of sex, and cheap alcohol was generally made with elderberries.
So, "your mom's a whore, and your dad's a drunk"

>>42264339
Needs more RULES OF NATURE

>>42264387
Trust me, I know the meanings.

>>42264429
no shut up get a musicfriend and make him record hype soundtracks

i hesitate to use official materials, hence why im skittish about one of the coming plot curveballs (not a twist exactly)

>>42264264
>[] Bait him into running at you, then run up the wall Matrix style and blast him in the back of the head with The Sting
>[] "What, starting to become The Ape without your tail?"

Also, how does QM feel about us getting gunchucks later on? Y'know, since he opened up questions.

>>42264339
Its pretty hype. Annoys me that you post slowly most of the day, but your pretty consistent when action scenes come up and in a MGR thread that's what matters. Also love how your able to just roll with shit.

>>42264449
How big are this guy's fists?

>>42264556
Well, I am a college gal now. It's an unfortunate fact that I've got to balance a lot of shit. I hope for quality over quantity, and I do have my bursts of activity. The twitter is in place so any big moments of sparseness are explained/announced.

Also, I've done lots of improv shit and I do acting. Rolling with shit is my deal. I did lightly plan all the roles of the LOKUST agents though.

>>42264580
Roughly the size of your head.

Also, gun-chucks were kind of my intention once you sever the only two sections of the tail.

>>42264387
>>42264309
>>42264327

"Elderberries!" You say as you dive out of the way, Scorpion jamming his fist in the wall. You take the prime opportunity to leap over his body and slice off the last two sections of his tail, swiftly retrieving them for yourself.

WEAPON GET/CHANGED: The Stingers.

"So, gone from insect to primate with how fuckin' dumb you are, huh?"

"rRRRRRR!"

"Put a lot of thought into that one, huh?"

He claps his hands together and blasts the palms forward, firing a bolt of targeted electricity in your chest.

"This asshole's just full of more tricks than that cereal rabbit!" You comment, wishing you had Angie on the line to groan. But commlink is ja--

Wait!

>[] Find out where his jammer is!
>[] Write-in
>[] Pray you hit something good and barrel in with The Stingers!

>>42264706
>[] Pray you hit something good and barrel in with The Stingers!

>>42264706
>>[] Pray you hit something good and barrel in with The Stingers!

>>42264706
>[] Pray you hit something good and barrel in with The Stingers!

THE KING OF CONQUERORS HAS NO NEED FOR A SILLY MARCO POLO GAME

>College gal
That explains your fantastic taste in men and completely hetro intentions for the obligatory romance subplot.

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>>42264706

>[] Pray you hit something good and barrel in with The Stingers!
>Quip that you're going to wear his fists like boxing gloves or maybe make it a hammer.

>>42264965
We already are wearing Beetle's hands a gauntlets. How do we also wear another set of hand weapons?

Also, I'm still a little confused about what the ARACHNADO looks like. Right now I'm picturing 3 mechanical "legs" attached a central point. Kind of like a throwing glaive, but I get the feeling.that's not accurate.

Make his hands rocket fists that can be fired and electromagnetically recalled or something.

>>42265367
I think we are literally just using Spider's lower body as a fucking boomerang at the moment.

>>42265406
Just how big is it?

>>42265424
>F

>>42265588
Are you implying that we replace our lower body the cyborg spider lady's own lower body? That is just weird.

>>42265607
No.
The previous comment made me think of our dick, when read out of context, and I felt respects should be paid.

>>42265607
No, but that'd be kinky as fuck. I just wanna make a robo buddy companion that's just us butchering every LOKUST member and Frankensteining them together.

Doktor would be proud

>>42265424
>>42265655
>F

>>42265588
>>42265655
>>42265668
I'm confused. If we have the technology to make a cyborg that can feel pain and somehow absorb haemoglobin, why can't we just make ourselves a functioning biomechanical dick?

>>42265668
I think that that'll be the best robo-buddy.
The stingers'll be its dick.

>>42265694
Because that'd be pretty useless in combat.

>>42265694
We don't have that technology.
And we killed the guy that did it.

Yeah, that's right, that man we killed was almost CERTAINLY on the verge of a breakthrough with responsive cyborg sexual organs.

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>>42265694
We /could/, but Raiden didn't have a dick either since it's not considered "Standard issue."

Also, remember that in MGR they state that the ability to feel pain was something they had to actively take away, rather than something that had to be simulated. Metal Gear Science is weird like that.

>>42265702
Best idea. Who should we use for the torso, though? Queen B?

>>42265713
Pic related

>>42265742
>Who should we use for the torso, though
Good question. Let me look back at what Beetle said.

My worry is where we'll get a sufficient VI.

>>42265760
Got it.
Dragonfly. Because wings.

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>>42265760
>>42265776
Beautiful. Now lets wait to fight Scarab until we have our robo-buddy complete. I wanna see how far we can push this bastard off the deep end.

>>42265802
We could just keep them alive, but prisoner like we did with Beetle.

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>>42253581
oh my god you used my art as the op pic oh my god oh ymg og dm

holy shit OP

>>42265834
And show off how we've turned their parts into robo buddy? Don't think that'd work too well for Dragonfly, but it could be fun.

Speaking of, what the hell ever did happen to Spider?

>>42265863
Probably still alive with a replacement lower body. Winds of Destruction had spare bodies so I don't see why they shouldn't.

>>42265863
>>42265873
Also, we could just head-in-a-jar Dragonfly.

>>42265884
What should we have for the head? A drone apparatus? Y'know, have Angie play vidya so she can help in the battlefield or something.

>>42265902
Clearly, we have to find a sapient AI who isn't too disturbed about fighting alongside us in a franken body.

>>42265913
Who's our tech guy on base? Tell? We need to tell him about our plan.

>>42265913
They can be our Otacon! We'll have side plots on making their body more streamlined and cohesive, thus upgrading them. If we unlock everything and do all their side quests then Isk and the AIbro get to fight a hidden boss.

Just like in my japanese video games!

>>42266111
Well Gol~lee, better get rev up dem social links then

>>42266135
>Thou art I... And I am thou...
>Thou hast established a new bond...

>It brings thee closer to REVENGEANCE...

>Thou shalt be blessed when creating Personas of the Lovers Arcana...


>You have established the OP Social Link of the Lovers Arcana!

>>42266111
Nice randomly assigned numbers anon!

>>42266135
>>42266185
OP really does communicate with us. Op is beste. Although wouldn't it be more along the lines of Fool or Aeon? Since OP is OP and not a normal character.

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>>42266185
QM GET THE FUCK BACK IN HERE AND TAKE NOTES, ROBO-BUDDY "THE LOVERS" CONFIRMED FOR WAIFU

>>42266185
>Thou art I... And I am thou
And we are all together!

>>42266185
>>42266207
GATTAI

>>42266198
It was a joke about how OP is best waifu.

The Fool would be us, both literally and symbolically. Aeon isn't a real Arcanum, no matter what Persona 3 says. If you wanted to assign a trump to OP, it'd likely just be The World, taking from and giving back to others in completion of the cycle.

OP, given that the thread has been alive for 4 hours without your direct involvement, I measure a sufficient amount of hype.

>>42266207
I art he as thou art he as art are I
And we art all as one
Admire how they flee like swine from a shot
Watch how they soar
I'm weeping.

>>42266261
>as art are I
Yup.
Nothing wrong here.
FUCK.

>>42266261
A quick guide:
Singular first person:
>I am; I have
Plural first person:
>We are; We have
Singular second person:
>Thou art; Thou hast
Plural second person:
>You/ye are; You/ye have (depending on which time period you're in)
Singular third person:
>He/she is; He/she hath
Plural third person:
>They are; They have
We don't talk about fourth person.

>>42266309
I didn't really care about the grammar behind it.

I just wanted to make an old timey seeming I am the walrus.

>>42266599
But who is the eggmen?

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>>42266611
My name is Doctor FUCKING Robotnik, you cunt-licking hedgehog piece of SHIT!

>>42266635
Coo coo cachoo to you too, asshole.

>>42266635
Your parents must really have hated you, if that named you that.

>>42266651
Man, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have shouted. It's just that I've been sitting on this cornflake for so long, waiting for the van to get here. And there's all these people walking by wearing their t-shirts covered in free advertising... God I hate Tuesdays.

Worst of all, Santa never brought me presents.

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>>42266690
>Worst of all, Santa never brought me presents.

>>42266599
>>42266611
>>42266635
>>42266651
Why is this spoilered... This would make for a great screencap.

>>42266739
Cause its off topic. That and you could easily MSPaint that shit to be less spoilered, let alone any actual art program..

I cannot let this die. Not until OP comes back.

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Having earlier had nothing of note to do for a short period of time, I noticed the long-untouched image editing software sitting innocuously on my desktop, and was seized by the odd desire to gratuitously add text onto everything.

Holy fuck I'm so very bad at this shit now.

>>42264816
Me and my IRL girlfriend have some bad news for you.

>>42264749
>>42264802
>>42264816

You run forward, taking out the Arachnado and polevaulting over Scorpion with it. Whilst somersaulting into the air, you re-equip Armed and Dangerous and blast downwards as you take off overhead.

Scorpion's back is now riddled with bullets. While he doesn't seem to feel any pain on it, you see some short-circuiting on what you presume sparked his eletricity-compliance...whatever it was.

On landing, you press your ear, praying that the commlink goes through...

"Isk...ir...an...rea...m..."

"Iskandir, can you read me?" says Angie.

You grin wickedly.

"Loud and clear."

"What's the status on Scorpion?"

"Big motherfucker, he had some huge tail with lots of guns connected together. Cut em' all though. Also, they must've been remotely controlling the guy through electroshock...trauma? Trauma's the opposite of therapy, right?"

"...Sure, Iskandir."

>[] We're gonna have to scout the area for a way to finish him.
>[] Ask Angie for any reports elsewhere.
>[] Write-in.

>>42268418
>[] We're gonna have to scout the area for a way to finish him.
Let's not leave a guy suffering.

>>42268418
>Check the Area for Option und Finishing him
We should drop something big on him, like a Steamroller or something...

>>42268511
>>42268486

You glance around the area, trying to spot something appropriately heavy or the like to drop on him.

Across the seat, you see an abandoned construction zone. Neat start, but also you see are porta-potties, some wheelbarrows...a steamroller.

Oooh, yeah, this'll do nicely.

You fire backwards at Scorpion, running with your back to the construction zone before going forwards and digging your hands into the roadroller, lifting it above your head mightily.

"Now..."

You dig your sharpened fingers into the steamroller's wheels for extra grip and run up the side of the scaffoldings leading up to an unfinished building. Scorpion spots you running up and begins charging the support beams.

Only one thing left to do.

>[] ROAD-ROLLER DA!
>[] Fuck you if you write-in instead.

>>42268577
>Drop da Roller!

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>>42268577
>[] Fuck you if you write-in instead.
See, when you say things like that, I HAVE to do it, don't I?
>[] Kite him over to the construction site, using the steamroller as an improvised shield, and then collapse the entirety of it on top of him.

>[] Road roller is fine too, I guess.

>>42268577
>[] ROAD-ROLLER DA!

>>42268739
Who the fuck thought that building like that was a good idea?

>Kite him over to the construction site, using the steamroller as an improvised shield, and then collapse the entirety of it on top of him.

>>42268934
>>42268618
>>42268739

You make it to the top with little hassle (fuck physics amirite) and look down on Scorpion, still rocking the structure with his pummeling.

You take a deep breath and invoke the classic Shonen villain you read about in your teens on the internet.

"ROAD-ROLLER DAAAAAAAAAA!" You scream, taking a flying leap off and using your steamroller beneath you to crush Scorpion. The landing is hard, but you definitely scored some kind of blow on him.

Not enough to finish him, as you hear him grunting beneath.

"Shit."

>[] MUDAMUDAMUDAMUDA!
>[] Write-in.

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>>42268984
>>[] MUDAMUDAMUDAMUDA!

>>42268984
>[] Ignite the fuel tank and let the steamroller explode on top of him.
I swear if we keep imitating DIO, I'm expecting him to suddenly learn how to stop time.

Can we just drench his exposed wiring in water and electrocute him to death?

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>>42268984
>Ignite the Fuel Tank, let him die in a Fiery Explosion and DON'T LOOK AT THE EXPLOSION (The most Importent Part)
>One-Liner is important for this

>>42269052
>>42269043

You keep one hand punching the main roadroller, while the Armed and Dangerous on your other searches for the fuel tank and fires, with you leaping out of the fire like a majestic dolphin jumping out of the tank at SeaWorld.

Disclaimer: SeaWorld sucks.

As the explosion rages in the background, you stay turned away.

"Let's go into bomb disposal: I'll bring the bomb, and you get disposed of." you remark to yourself.

"Is it done, Iskandir? You made a stupid one-linter, and I heard an explosion."

"Yeah, Scorpion kind of exploded."

"People don't 'kind of' explode." Angie remarks.

"How's Joan doing with Scarab?"

"They went in even. No real victories yet, but she's happy she didn't really lose."

"Cool." You get back in your jet and fly back to HQ.

>[] Ask to go in with Joan to finish off Scarab
>[] Get debriefing on any new agents of LOKUST on the scene.
>[] Write-in.

>>42269151
>[] Ask to go in with Joan to finish off Scarab

>>42269151
>[] Ask to go in with Joan to finish off Scarab
>[] Get debriefed on the way there

>>42269234
>>42269188

"Yo, Ang, Scarab is still in the relative same location, right?" You ask upon docking back at HQ, activating the commlink.

"...He sure is. Why?"

"I think me and Joan should go for him this time." you say, a determined tone to your voice.

"You sure about that? Joan and her...issues..."

"Wow, way to be homophobic, Angie."

"Homopho--what? She's not--"

"Yes. Yes she is. And no, I'm going with her. I know it'll help."

She sighs over the line, talking briefly without her headset to someone. Probably Joan.

"You ship out in five minutes. Go in for some quick repairs on your body."

"Can-fuckin'-do.."

---

You and Joan board your one-man jets, nodding at the other as you set off on the same course for Scarab out in France.

"Now, while you were gone, a few more agents popped up. One was one we've known about but haven't seen, Dragonfly. And when I say 'haven't seen', I mean that's a continual issue."

"Huh?"

"The guy must have the most advanced stealth camo ever. I'm guessing he carries out the subtle assassinations, unlike Scarab's Act of God schtick."

"Damn. And others?"

"New agent. His callsign is 'Firefly'. He likes--"

"Pyromaniac. I got the idea from the name. And a Batman villain."

"Anyways, Scarab's in an apartment building you're flying right over! Land on the roof and bust in!"

You and Joan nod to each other and dock your jets on the roof as per usual, running downstairs. You crack open the first door, seeing Scarab with an Uzi to the head of a young woman at her laptop.

"Make one more move Hornet, and I blow her brains out. You too. Were you that hungry for a rematch that you came with backup for a chance to beat me?" Scarab remarks.

>[] Keep him talking and wait for an opening.
>[] Keep the woman calm. If she books it or pisses Scarab off, there's nothing stopping him from going all out.
>[] Write-in.

>>42269403
>[] Keep the woman calm. If she books it or pisses Scarab off, there's nothing stopping him from going all out.
>Don't piss him off

>>42269474
"Hey. Hey, it's gonna be okay, Miss. What's your name?"

"U-Uh," she stammers, hands above her head and shaking, "Q-Quinn Masters."

"Okay Quinn. Me and my associate here are going to take this man outside to deal with some stuff. Try not to make any sudden movements, okay?"

"Funny, why would I try and leave my convenient hostage, Hornet?" says Scarab, pressing the barrel tighter in the back of her head.

"You want to waste even one bullet when you know I've already taken out Scorpion and your partner? You're gonna need all the ammo you can get."

Scarab grits his teeth and points the gun at you.

"You have ten seconds to get outside before I blow her brains out. Then we'll settle this."

He grabs Quinn by the shoulder and throws her onto the ground. She skitters, grabbing her laptop and water bottle nearby on the floor and books it.

>[] Meet Scarab for a BAWSS BATTUL.
>[] Write-in.

>>42269546
>[] Meet Scarab for a BAWSS BATTUL.

>>42269546
>Say her that everything will be okay
> >[] Meet Scarab for a BAWSS BATTUL.!!

do you guys get that amazing reference

hint if you didnt:

check the initials

>>42269643
>initials not O. P.
>no description beyond 'a young woman'
Nice try OP, but we're still waiting for the REAL shameless self-insert.

>>42269546
>[X] Meet Scarab for a BAWSS BATTUL.
>[X] Take stock of your surroundings so that you can use them to your advantage.

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>mfw waking up to see how we killed Scorpion

>>
>[] Meet Scarab for a BAWSS BATTUL.
>[] Quickly do inventory of all our weapons and grenades.

Did QM tell us what Joan's actual shtick is? Or was it just glanced over when that Gear damn near blew us up?

>>42271320
Joan got the jet-boosted hammer. She was taken out by the unnamed Metal Gear too quick to do anything though.

WEAPONS:
HF Halberd MK II
Arachnado
Armed and Dangerous
The Stingers

SUB WEAPONS
EMP Grenade (2)
Grenade (2)
RPG Ammo (3)
RPGs (none).

>>42269614
>>42269576

You head outside, Joan tailing you, to see Scarab, hovering slightly above the ground.

"You know, I was the one who advocated for your conversion. We could've killed you outright. My pull with Queen B and...ahem. My pull with them was enough to ensure your survival to this point. This point where I'm going to obliterate the two of you, ironically.

"Yeah right. Like I'm gonna feel sorry for the douche who stuck that helmet on me."

Scarab's nostrils flare, and he aims his chest upwards, slamming a hidden button on his torso.

"SKYFIRE!" He screams skywards.

You see a red pillar make it's descent from the heavens themselves to...

Oh shit, right above your head.

You and Joan duck out of the way, only for more shots to riddle you as you run away.

"WE COULD HAVE PURGED THIS WORLD, HORNET!" He shouts, "WE COULD'VE MADE IT BEAUTIFUL IN HER IMAGE!"

"Sorry, buster, I don't follow any image but my own stylish one."

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qZX62imOapU) ((bawss battul music))
(((can you tell i like metalocalypse)))

>[] We've got to find a way to stay out of SKYFIRE's path.
>[] Ground the fucker! Flying only makes him harder to hit!
>[] Write-in.

>>42273230
It's okay QM, I respect your good tastes.

>[] Ground the fucker! Flying only makes him harder to hit!
>[] See if we can shoot off his god damn wings.

...scarab has wings, right? Or was it Scarab that had the jetpack and Beetle that had wings?

>>42273230
>[] We've got to find a way to stay out of SKYFIRE's path.
Stick close to him so that he can't shoot without hitting himself too.
REMEMBER THE BASICS OF CQC.

>>42273280
Correct. Scarab was wings, Beetle was a straight-jetpack built into him.

>>42273295
>>42273280

You run closer to Scarab, Joan flanking around the opposite side with her hammer at the ready.

You use the Stingers, firing spreadshots at his wings and riddling a few small holes in the wings, causing Scarab to descend slightly. Annoyed, he grabs his Uzis and fires for you, before spinning around and firing back at Joan. You immediately retaliate by using the Arachnado to deflect all the shots and turn them to dust upon arrival.

Joan, taking a flying leap, grabs Scarab and clings for dear life as he sends them around the surrounding area, random gunfire and screaming following suit.

In this respite, you should:

>[] Find an RPG, remove Joan, and blast him.
>[] Get on higher ground.
>[] Ask for some info on what the hell Scarab was talking about.

>>42273366
>[] Get on higher ground.
>[] Ask for some info on what the hell Scarab was talking about.

We can multitask while everyone's life is on the line, right? I mean, dem codec conversations happen mid boss fight with no issues.

Also, could we codec Joan to strategize without Scarab listening in on us? Or does our commlink not work like that?

>>42273366
>[] Get on higher ground

>>42273366
>>[] Get on higher ground.
>>[] Ask for some info on what the hell Scarab was talking about.

>>42273425
Well, small issue I have with canon Codec.

There's a moment in MGS2 when Raiden and the President are talking via Codec...so no one can hear them. It makes no sense to me, because even at a whisper they'd be audible.

Commlink is set-up in this Quest Thread so that they can hear you talking, but they can't hear what you do. That's sent directly to your ear with no possibility of the audio leaking out. Because reasons.

Short answer: Scarab will only hear Joan's response.

>>42273425
>>42273448
>>42273470

You parkour and run up the wall of a nearby building, getting onto the roof and starting a commlink back up with Angie.

"Angie, you heard Scarab, right? He mentioned someone other than Queen B." you say, looking around for a weapon.

"Loud and clear. Queen B doesn't match physical descriptions on the leader though, remember? We're looking for boil-wrought skin."

"She's also a woman." You add, picking up a scuffed up RPG. Lucky thing, huh?

You start up a commlink with Joan whilst you aim.

"Listen, direct him over to me. I'm the neighboring building that we found Scarab in. You leap off, I fire, he loses a lot of combat advantage with an RPG shot at him."

"Got it." She says, keeping things succinct.

As you see Scarab and Joan flying towards you, you wonder about...style points.

>[] Keep the plan safe.
>[] STYLE POINTS, BITCH! JUMP ON THE ROCKET, RIDE IT AT HIM AND SLICE THE BITCH!
>[] Write-in.

>>42273551
Okay, so no contacting Joan for a while.

>[] STYLE POINTS, BITCH! JUMP ON THE ROCKET, RIDE IT AT HIM AND SLICE THE BITCH!

Why is there any other options? Kamiya would be disappoint if we didn't make this as over the fucking top as possible.

>>42273551
>[] STYLE POINTS, BITCH! JUMP ON THE ROCKET, RIDE IT AT HIM AND SLICE THE BITCH!
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=wcW_Ygs6hm0

>>42273551
>[] Also inform Scarab that we took Beetle's arms and Scorpion's tail and that we plan to do the same with his wings and maybe entire torso. We'll probably try to make it non-fatal though.

>>42273551
>>[] STYLE POINTS, BITCH! JUMP ON THE ROCKET, RIDE IT AT HIM AND SLICE THE BITCH!
Recommending https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kcXq-M5iACQ for missile-riding music

>>42273994
>>42273913
>>42273691
>>42273675

Fuck this, you're going in.

You fire off the RPG, leaping onto the rocket and surfboarding that thing. If you could accurately see Scarab's eyes, you'd know he'd be pissing himself right now.

You somesault through the air off the rocket as it's about to hit Scarab and do a rolling slash as you leap over, cutting his wings and sending him plummeting. You land on your feet, like a cyborg cat.

"Nnnrgh...Son of a bitch..." Scarab mutters. He shakily gets up, before getting slammed back into a wall by Joan's Jet Hammer. She spits on the ground after, flipping him off as he peels himself off the wall.

Scarab gets up and drops an Uzi, fumbling to shove a clip in the other before looking at you, malice in his eyes.

"Don't think you're fucking better than me! Don't you even dare to entertain the thought of defeating LOKUST! Queen B...Plasma...ha...ahaha! You think these petty battles you've been fighting have been keeping us busy? They've been keeping YOU busy!"

"Say what...?"

You tap your commlink. "Angie, you okay?"

"Yes. Should I not be...?"

"Scarab tried to say he was stalling us. But he's evidently not going to get specific..."

"I'll look into things. You take him out."

You mutter a 'yes' and shut off the commlink, readying your halberd.

"Hey, fucker! I took your girl's legs, your friend's hands, and your tank's tail! I think your wings will look nice on this body!"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" He bellows, thrusting his chest skyward.

"SKYFIRE!"

You roll out of the way, running towards him.

"SKYFIRE! SKYFIRE! SKYFIRE!!" He cries, several blasts narrowly missing you as the ground erupts in concrete and laserfire.

>[] Hold him up to the sky and let his own weapon kill him! CQC bitch!
>[] Write-in.

>>42274675
>[] Let him blast off his own legs, then 'disarm' him. Wrap his head in tinfoil or something to jam his connection until more permanent methods can be used.

>>42274675
>[] Hold him up to the sky and let his own weapon kill him! CQC bitch!

Also it's called a mag, not a clip. Calling it a clip is a good way to make /k/ go into an autistic rage.

>>42274801
i guess you could say that my error wasnt

/k

>>42266635
I just realized that Eggman looks vaguely walrus-esque.

>>42274801
(theres only two soooo)

You slip past his blasts and grab Scarab, wrestling with him a bit before lifting him up into the air. You slam down on his chest with your fist, knocking some wind out of him.

"SKYFIRE!" You yell.

The blast parts the clouds and strikes him, heat emanating from his body as it hits.

"SKYFIRE!" You repeat, hitting it again and letting him take the full blast.

He writhes in pain, his armor getting white hot and melting into the rest of him.

"SKYFIRE! SKYFIRE! SKYFIRE!"

The blasts shake his body repeatedly, until you can feel him cease to struggle. Dropping his body on the ground, you kick it over.

He's dead alright.

You look over to Joan, who gives a solemn nod and points for you to head back up.

The two of you re-man your one-man jets and head back to base.

---

"Angie," you say, soon as you walk in, "any intel on what LOKUST's done?"

"...We've got reports that at least one military base--Russian--was raided of materials they 'don't wish to publicly reveal'. A little digging showed off THIS."

She scoots away, showing her monitor.

Standing there upright is a Metal Gear, a large pair of horns protruding from the cockpit. Along with some odd grooves along the body, there's armed to the teeth with several gun implements. A scratchy text beneath it reads 'HERCULES'.

"They still have that hard on for insects, huh..." you remark.

"No, Hercules is a Greek hero."

"Actually, the original Greek form was 'Heracles', as he was named to appease Hera. But no, they mean a Hercules Beetle, not Herc himself. Check the horns out. It's the same sort of thing."

Angie nods.

"Well, we don't know where they've taken it, or if they have plans for something else. We'll scan for any more activity, but in the meantime, you should probably relax for a while."

>[] Write-in.

>>42275546
Did we bring back Scarab's and Scorpion's bodies and/or parts?

>>42275546
>[] Check in on Tell and see if we need repairs, since he seems to be the party healbitch
>[] Shitpost at Alexander

>>42275598
Scarab's armor and weapons got melted to shit by SKYFIRE. And we took Scorpion's tail, the rest of him was crushed and immolated by the steamroller.

>>42275605
You walk in onto Tell in the workshop. He looks at you and sighs. You merely grin.

"Something tells me you got to exposit Greco-Roman factoids today." Tell says.

"I do love when I get the chance." you say, sitting down.

"You want a lookover and a checkup? I promise it won't freak you out."

"Well, naturally, bud."

Tell smiles softly, getting to work on your repairs. He tells you a few funny stories he's read from back home, how his family is doing--wow, you actually didn't know that, but don't break his flow--and that he's pretty proud of you.

Once you're done, he thanks you for your time and you thank him in return. A quick secret hand shake (fistbump-fistbump-shouldertap) and you're on your way back to Alex's room.

"Yoooooo. Name double buddyyyy."

"Something up, Isk?"

"Not much, Alex." you say, running a hand over his sheets.

"You're not gonna scream at me if you're pretty are you...?"

"Shit, is that the new thing running around the base?" you ask, a little embarrassed.

"Well, the answer in my book is you're handsome."

Beat.

"No homo."
"No homo."

>[] Write-in because fuck if I know where to go right now

>>42275694
>[] Talk about installing a security system into our body so if we go berserk, we won't be able to do anything other than yell a lot.
>[] Also discuss this strange new fascination with taking parts of cyborgs we kill and using them

>>42275694
>>[] Write-in because fuck if I know where to go right now
Go for some drinks? With Alex and/or Joan.

>>42275694
>find someone to talk to about making a bot buddy.

>>42275746
>>42275742

(oh yes)

"So, uh, Alex, you think that we can put in some restriction shit in my body if the Hemoxin goes all the way?"

"Hm? Hem--oh, that shit! Uh..Tell was saying that he's looked up all the specifics as they're posted across the web. Supposedly the ability to inhibit the user is...limited to say the least. We might be able to shackle you, but the best option for now is to bite back at LOKUST until they cough up some sort of cure."

"...Huh. Is it also weird that I've been taking people's body parts and using them for weapons?"

"...That's really fucking weird, dude." Alex says bluntly.

"Shit, that is weird, isn't it?"

"..." He just says nothing.

"Why not go out for some drinks? Tell won't touch the stuff, like fucking always...oh, Joan!"

Alex sucks in his lips nervously. "Uh, you sure you want to get her drunk?"

"Drunk friends! Drunk friends! Drunk friends!" You chant as you slam your hands on his desk.

Alexander sighs and gets up to go invite her.

---

You all make your way in civilian wear and disguise (think Raiden's get up in Chapter 0 of MGR:R) to a local bar, sitting yourselves on the stools.

"Just one round for now." You say to the bartender. He nods and pours a triplet of shots and hands them to you all.

How bizarre your biology is, with all these selective organ removals, huh?

Joan stops him before he turns back.

"No, no. I want two more shots." she says.

Alex slaps his forehead and mutters something about 'What happened in Boston'.

She knocks the three of them back in record time, thumping her chest and letting out a hearty belch.

"Okay! Now I'm really ready to start drinking."

>[] Write-in.

>>42275694
Get Alex and Tell and have a threesome.
It's not gay if it's a three way.

>>42276690
...But you're all men.

And Tell's married.

...And you're men.

Now, with a honey in the middle there's some leeway, but Joan's not gonna agree to that.

>>42276657
>Think about the fact that, with the little amount of blood left in our systems, 3 shots should be a lethal case of alcohol poisoning.
>Decide you don't really care that much, and begin get_crunk.exe

>>42276723
Did I stutter?
It's a three way. Therefore, perfectly straight.

>>42276657
>[] Get one of every drink the bartender knows how to make

>>42276723
Guess that means we'll have to go grab Angie, doesn't it?

>>42276794
>>42276767

As you steadily get more smashed that night, you press your cheek up to Alex's shoulder.

"Hey. Heyyy Alex. We should like. We should all bang. You n' me n' Tell."

"Tell's married." Alex says. He hasn't touched a drop of his drink.

"Did I shtutter?"

>>42276919

Realizing you're probably turned down, you just ask for everything on the menu.

Even that.

You slug them all back, Joan joining in and probably getting even more in than you.

A lot of drinking later leaves Alex as the designator caretaker while you two just make a fucking mess of yourselves.

"Hey...Isk...I-I thought of something really funny."

"Yeahhhh?"

"So like, there's this bag of flour, a-an--"

"You told me that one. Tell me somethin' about a sheep."

Alex is rubbing his temples fervently as he walks you two back to HQ, and he settles you both in bed.

After you've both vomited profusely into the toilets, of course.

What a hero's journey, eh?

END OF CHAPTER 3, BLOOD BEGETS A LOT MORE BLOOD.

((Chapter 4 will likely go up in the hour, possibly a little bit later.

>you know what i want after every thread

>>42277180
Maybe we can use all the alcohol to flush the stuff out of your system. Needs more testing.

>>42277180
Well damn, didn't reply in time to try and get Angie in on it. Maybe next time.

Also, super curious what that joke was supposed to be.

>>42277213
Well, if our power makes us grow stronger with blood, and alcohol can at least drive it back, then that means all we need to do is move to Ireland and we'll be fine. Or Russia.

>>42277180
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=DgAYFVHwY_c
The song for that evening.

Guess which one we are.

Bumping for blood god.

So... we totally fucked up on getting scarab into our robo buddy's design. But we still have dragonfly, so maybe his weird stealth shit might be able to work well with our abomination?

>>42280421
I mean... Didn't we technically cut off Scarab's wings?

We could use those decoratively.

>>42280680
Well, they're also full of holes too so... gothbot?