He presses a button and the doors unlock, heading for the driver's side while you open the door for Sammy. He wasn't joking about it being roomy; the middle row of seats has been taken out, the bench in the back as been set back in where the trunk should be, and the front seats look like they slide back a solid foot further than they were designed to. Sammy climbs in and you follow suit, closing the door.

“I don't drive as fast as my son does, but I know more of the shortcuts. We should make pretty good time.”

The driver's side door closes and the engine comes alive. It almost sounds like a sports car motor, though not as loud as Blake's car. Then the music comes on. Irish folk music, loud and boisterous but not enough to make Sammy uncomfortable. She clings to you regardless though, hugging your arm tightly. Stephen shifts into drive and the cars rolls forward, gathering speed slowly.

>Talk to Sammy, the music is loud enough to hide whispers
>Text Sammy, no unnecessary risks
>Hug Sammy and try to get her to relax
>Kick back and enjoy the ride home in peace, let Sammy do what she likes
>Other (write-in)

The Rules:
Same system as Become The Dragon Quest. If you don't know what that is, it's best of three d20 rolls. I name a stat that sums up what you're trying to do, and if I don't name a relevant skill, you try to fill in the blank based on what you're trying to accomplish. “Break open the door” might be Strength based, but if you've been playing baseball after school and there's a lead pipe nearby, you could apply your Baseball skill to the roll. A 20 on the die is a crit threat, and if either of the other two rolls is 20 or higher after mods, it's a critical. A crit fail is when you have two or more 1s. So far this system has worked out well enough. We'll get into combat rules as needed, but in basic terms you have wounds, not HP, and the worse the wounds, the more penalties you accrue while doing other things.

Most Important Rule:
Have fun.

Stats
Strength 0
Speed 2
Smarts 0
Sleuth 1
Sneak 2
Schmooze 1

Skills:
Acrobatics 2
Climb 1
Conceal 2
Crossbow 1
Dagger 1
Dodge 1
Endurance 1
Hunt 1
Monster Lore 1
Perception 1
Vampire Lore 2

Quest Twitter:
@BecomeQM

>>43775221
>Hug Sammy and try to get her to relax
Calm the wolfe-fu

>>43775221
>Kick back and enjoy the ride home in peace, let Sammy do what she likes

>>43775221
>>Talk to Sammy, the music is loud enough to hide whispers
>>Hug Sammy and try to get her to relax

>>43775221
>Talk to Sammy, the music is loud enough to hide whispers
>Hug Sammy and try to get her to relax

Schmooze roll, +1

Let's see that swagger.

Rolled 15 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43775554
COMFORT!

Rolled 11 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43775554
Let's turn on the swag.
Bitches be bitching.

Rolled 15 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43775554

>>43775582
>>43775601
the double rolls in the quest are, like, ridiculous

>>43775619
Kinda, yeah

You slide your arm around Sammy after gently prying it from her grip, and she immediately moves to your side. Despite being taller than you she looks pretty cute curled up at your side. Maybe her accident was a car crash. You don't remember if she mentioned it or not, but it seems pretty likely at this point.

“I'm right here, Sammy. Right where I said I'd be. You're safe, alright?”

She nods slowly, closing her eyes.

“Alright...”

You give her a gentle squeeze and she nuzzles your side a little bit, one of her ears slipping free of her carefully arranged hairstyle. She doesn't seem to notice though, more focused on the car and on you. You spot her tail as it appears, just above the waist of her shorts, and it wags gently from side to side.

>Pet Sammy and see how she reacts
>Let her cuddle up and relax
>Ask Sammy about something
>Other (write-in)

>>43775947
>>Pet Sammy and see how she reacts

>>43775947
>>Pet Sammy and see how she reacts
>>Let her cuddle up and relax

>>43775947
>>Pet Sammy and see how she reacts
>>Ask Sammy about something, "So, do you always fall for bumbling monster-hunters, or am I just lucky?"

>>43775947
>Pet Sammy and see how she reacts
>Let her cuddle up and relax
Why not

>>43775947
>Let her cuddle up and relax

Speed roll plus Dodge, +3

Rolled 19 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>43776127
DOOOOODGE

Rolled 17 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>43776127

Rolled 16 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>43776127

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>>43776148
>>43776171
>>43776193
I think we won

You start to slowly run your hand through Sammy's hair and she lets out a quiet sigh, smiling. You let your hand wander a bit, not to anywhere too intimate, just along her back, neck and arm. She yawns quietly, shifting around a bit and slowly moving to use your leg as a pillow. Her hair tie tangles on your fingers and you slide it free, pocketing it for now and stroking her hair lightly. Her leg twitches slightly, and you decide to move your hand to her ears.

As you start to touch her ears lightly Sammy's leg begins to kick gently and she squirms, leaning into the touch and then away again, blushing brightly. You aren't sure if this is doing anything to arouse her or if this is just something intimate for her. You slide your free hand down her back and stroke her tail. The change is almost immediate, and you barely manage to avoid her fist as she swings for your face. As you scoot to the other side of the seat to give her some space, she looks at you like you just shoved your hand down the front of her pants.

“I'm sorry, I didn't...”

Sammy's ears flatten against her head.

“D-Don't just... do whatever you like... I know you don't know everything about werewolves, but... but you should ask... E-Even the petting was a bit much, I just... didn't know how to tell you to stop...”

You nod a little.

“Alright then. I'm sorry...”

Sammy looks down and turns away.

“...I... I'll forgive you, just... don't do it again...”

She scoots back, leaning on you, and closes her eyes. You hold her loosely, letting her settle into your grasp as she pleases. Her tail twitches gently against you as she gets comfortable beside you once more.

>Relax for the rest of the ride
>Ask Sammy about something
>Other (write-in)

>>43776394
>Relax
We'll ask her stuff later.
No need to spoil the night.

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>>43776394
>>Relax for the rest of the ride
Worth it.

>>43776394
>Relax for the rest of the ride

You close your eyes and get comfortable, holding Sammy close and enjoying the moment. The music seems to fade into the background more and more, and before long you find yourself drifting off to sleep. The sensation of movement startles you a bit at first, but then you spot something up ahead, and you head towards it for lack of anything else to do.

In your dream is a table with a coffee pot in the middle and two mugs. The table is illuminated from above, and everything else is in darkness. You sit down and feel a chair form under you, moving to pour yourself a cup of coffee. You feel to tired, and a quick cup is exactly what you need...

“I hope you're planning on sharing that.”

You look up from the pot and see Angie sitting across from you, smiling sleepily. You can see her wings, pitch black and flecked with blood. Across her lap rests an ornate scythe, and instead of her usual lab coat she's wearing dull, dark gray robes with a hood. Blood drips from the tip of her weapon onto the floor.

“I've had a long evening, and I could use a cup. Do you mind pouring? My arms are sore from reaping so much.”

>No problem
>Why are you in my dreams?
>This is clearly just a dream, and if you're aware that it's a dream, you can control it. (write-in)
>Other (write-in)

>>43776609
>No problem
>Why are you in my dreams?

>>43776609
>>No problem
>>Why are you in my dreams?
Sup?

>>43776394
>>Relax for the rest of the ride

>>43776609
>>No problem
>>Why are you in my dreams?
"So, what's a reaper like you doing in a brain like this?"

>>43776694
Obviously we're retarded, and our braincells are committing suicide to get the fuck out of here.

>>43776609
>I guess your the women of my dreams?

>>43776609
>No Problem
>Why are you here?
Oh, wait, don't tell me. Near death experience?
>Cue funk music in the background for a couple seconds as a joke. THEN SHUT IT DOWN.
But nah, what's up?

>>43776738
>Don't engage in erotic fantasies. Don't engage in erotic fantasies. Don't enga - fuck.

“Sure, why not. I don't see anything wrong with that.”

You grab the coffee pot and pour Angie a cup of coffee, filling your own mug up and taking a sip. Angie grabs her mug and downs the whole thing in a matter of seconds, reclining and smiling.

“Ah... That should perk me right up... The best part about being an angel is that my body isn't even real. I could sit here sipping coffee with you and then wake right up in my office once the caffeine hits my system.”

You nod slightly and sip your coffee slowly, shrugging a bit.

“Well, I guess you won't be here for too long then. Why are you here, anyway?”

Angie lifts the mug for emphasis.

“You know what my favorite coffee tastes like and you're asleep. It was just a simple matter of nudging your dreams to include me, some coffee and a place to relax. You've got a pretty inventive imagination, I must say. Most people don't have the presence of mind to question this sort of thing, or the imagination to conjure things so precisely. By the way, the coffee is great. You even remember how I take it. So thoughtful.”

You refill her mug and down half of your own.

“So, what, this is just a convenience for you?”

Angie nods a bit and takes another gulp.

“Pretty much. Not that I don't enjoy our talks, but if I'm not awake for the night shift I'll be doing even more reaping. The full moon is coming up, and things get pretty hairy around this time.”

>Tell me more about the full moon
>Wanna play some poker?
>So if this is a dream, I can imagine whatever I want, right? But if I imagine you... it's actually you?
>I'm heading back to the school, maybe we can catch up when I get there?
>Other (write-in)

>>43776863
>Tell me more about the full moon
>So if this is a dream, I can imagine whatever I want, right? But if I imagine you... it's actually you?

>>43776863
>Wanna play some poker
>Tell me about the full moon
So if this is a dream, I can imagine whatever I want right? But if I imagine you...it's actually you?
Small talk and poker. Hooray time distortion.

>>43776863
>>Wanna play some poker?
Dream poker sounds sick

>>43776863
>Tell me more about the full moon
>Wanna play some poker?
>So if this is a dream, I can imagine whatever I want, right? But if I imagine you... it's actually you?

You look at the table for a moment.

“So... if this is a dream I can imagine whatever I want, right?”

You picture a table at a coffee shop you went to when you were younger. Music is playing softly, and although you haven't imagined any people the coffee machines are operating themselves and a latte floats over and sets itself down on the table. Angie immediately takes it and gives it a small sip.

“Mmm... And yeah, sure. It's your dream.”

You nod a little bit and imagine a deck of cards.

“But if I imagine you, it's actually you? That seems kinda risky.”

Angie shakes her head.

“It might just be an aspect of me, one you can talk to and interact with, but not the main 'me'. More like a snapshot or something. I'll know what you do, but you won't knock me out at work or anything.”

Angie sticks her tongue out at you and smiles.

“So don't go picturing me naked in your dreams too often, got it? I know you might not be able to help yourself, you're at that age after all, but it tends to get distracting if a boy like you is dreaming of taking me to bed.”

You look at the cards, unsure how to react. Is she taunting you? Challenging you? Flirting? It's hard to read her. Which gives you an idea.

“How about we play a game of poker or something while you tell me about the full moon?”

Angie sets her scythe to one side and it vanishes into black mist.

“Sounds fine to me. No cheating, promise?”

You imagine a stack of poker chips and slide half of them over to her.

“Promise.”

You shuffle the cards and deal them out. It's hard not to just imagine the perfect poker hand and get it, or meddle with Angie's, but you're pretty confident that you haven't tinkered with the hands too much. You don't look at your cards just yet though.

“What are we playing for? Just chips? Or do we want to wager something?”

Angie smiles coyly.

“I'll let you decide that one. I like collecting secrets, we could play for those. Or we could play strip poker, although these robes probably count as twenty pieces of clothing considering all the layers and flaps and stuff. So, what'll it be?”

You pick up your cards and smile.

“How about...”

>Write-in

-

Also, do you want to make a Luck roll to see what cards you got, or a Smarts roll to try to rig the game?

>>43777194
>Secrets
Luck!

>>43777194
>STRIP POKER
LUCK

>>43777194
"What kind of secrets are you thinking? Chips for now and if we agree we can change the terms?"
Well we did promise no cheating. That said, bluffing isn't cheating.
So...let's try getting better at reading her.
Smarts

>>43777194
>Secrets
I don't think that we have too many that would be ours to give away, though.
Luck.

Luck roll

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>43777299

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>43777299

>>43777314
Off to a great start

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>43777299

>>43777314
Lame.

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>>43777328
We suck so bad we can't even win in our OWN BRAIN!
HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE!?

>>43777364
We're too distracted trying to not picture her nude.

>>43777376
It was the mention of strip poker.

Evidently we are imagining her with a better body than she had and its complimenting us for the good tatse which is really damn distracting.

>>43777376
But... Like, FUCK! It's hilarious how unlucky we are!
She's going to know, like, fucking everything if we bet secrets. Which I think we did.

>>43777417
It's a snowball from here.

Pretty soon she's gonna go full Ara ara~ on us.

>>43777443
>inb4 all the "secrets" she wants are questions aimed to make us sit funny

>>43777450
As an anon who was all for hot death nurse, i would love it.

“Let's play for secrets.”

Angie nods and looks at her cards, and you finally look at your own. Ouch. Angie looks pleased with her hand, but you know better than to trust her expression. Angie reaches into the air and pulls out a small golden orb.

“Here's my starting bet.”

She sets it on the table.

“One secret.”

You nod and mirror her action, pulling out a secret from your childhood, a fear you never told anyone about. You grew up moving from place to place, but the nameless fear you felt in the old houses seemed to follow you. You always imagined it lurking under your bed or living in your closet. Even now you can picture it, the creature you thought chased you from home to home. The Shadow Beast.

You set the golden orb on the table and set your hand face down on the table, contemplating your next move. On the one hand you could fold, go for a new hand, let her know your silly childhood fear and move on, or you could try to cheat, change your current hand and hope she doesn't notice. You don't know if she can tell when you imagine something though, and that could backfire horribly. Angie pulls another orb from the air and smiles coyly.

“I'll raise. And you?”

>Tip the odds in your favor, change your hand
>Play it straight and fold before things get serious
>Other (write-in)

>>43777506
>>Other (write-in)
Call. Maximum bluff.

>>43777506
>play it straight, raise.
Bluff is go?

>>43777506
>Play it straight and fold before things get serious
>Other
Ask a question about either the full moon or her. Freindly chit chat, even if its just to ask how long she has been playing poker.

>>43777506
>>Tip the odds in your favor, change your hand

>>43777506
>>43777542
Second.

>>43777506
>Play it straight and fold before things get serious
Cheating is bad.

>>43777542
Yeah, you know what? Seconding this. If we fucked up super hard, we should own it.

Smarts roll plus Perception, +1
Schmooze roll, +1

Can't find some of these on suptg. Are they archived somewhere else?

Rolled 8 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43777591

>>43777594
The archiving job is terrible, almost on purpose. I leave it up to you guys to handle archiving this stuff, and the end results so far have been hilarious. It's kind of a running gag for this quest. Which ones do you need to find?

Rolled 13 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43777591
Schmooze

Bless me, dice!

Rolled 18 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43777591
Schmooze away, it's, like, the one thing we might be okay at besides sneaky.

Rolled 10 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43777591
Smarts

Rolled 1 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43777591
schmooze

Rolled 3 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43777591
Snarts

>>43777620

5 and six are the ones I can't seem to find.

These dice are a shitshow.

How intensely are we picturing Angie's tits right now?

>>43777647
I dunno if those ones were archived yet. Someone wanna get on that and double check? If they aren't, just follow the current low standards for archiving them and add the relevant tags.

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>>43777635
No, fuck you, it's not in the first three, we can't keep being the ungodly bad in our own mindscape, it'd be fucking cruel

>>43777618
Since this roll wasn't labeled I have no idea what you were going for.

One more Smarts roll, folks.

>>43777671
Just relax, obviously Sammy is giving us head in the back of the van and it's wildly throwing off our game.

That would actually be incredibly bad for us, since I'm sure Stephen would punch our teeth in.

Rolled 20 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43777679
smarts

Rolled 11 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43777591
Smarts...

>>43777679

Tha's my roll, it was going to be schmooze but the dicegods make fools of us all.

>>43777700
Thank you.

>>43777671
A single one means nothing, and it is the third labeled Schmooze roll.

You look at the orbs Angie has in front of her, and then smile.

“Raise.”

You pull out two golden orbs and set them on the table. After a brief pause, pretending to calculate things in your head, you pull out another one. Your secret crush on that girl in elementary school that you never got to reveal because you moved the day before you finished your love letter. What really happened to your neighbors dog that you were looking after. It wasn't your fault he got into the chocolate, but you had to cover your own ass somehow. And lastly, the reason why you want to become a vampire. That one glows brightly, shimmering, and you and Angie can both tell it's a significant one for you. Angie looks at her cards and hesitates.

“...I'll fold.”

She slides the orbs over to you, and they both melt into a golden mist that fills the air around you. The first secret she bet was that the jars in the nurse's office are actually full of plastic models of bodyparts, not actual ones, and the second one is her incredible disappointment that the old jars had to be thrown away after a werewolf transformed in the middle of a routine checkup and ruined the entire room.

Angie grabs the cards and shuffles, not even bothering to check your hand. She probably doesn't want to confirm for herself if you were bluffing or not. You sit back a little bit. You got her to crack, just for an instant. You might not get so lucky pulling that stunt again, but who knows. Angie deals out the next hand and slides an orb forward.

“Opening bet, dear.”

-

Luck roll or Smarts? How do you want to play this hand? Decide before rolls are made please, because I don't want a random high roll to make the decision for you.

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>43777843
luck

>>43777843
Let's do Smarts. Luck seems.... decidedly against us tonight.

>>43777843
Luck because fuck cheating and that's what Smarts represents due to the fact that it means purposefully rigging the deck.

>>43777843
Luck.

>>43777843
Keep with luck.

Take what fate gives and play it by ear.

We should be cheeky and bet the secret that we were bluffing on the last hand.

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>43777892
Luck it up

>>43777973
Sure, it'd be funny, at least.

>>43777912
Playing your opponent against themselves is part of the game.
We're not stacking the deck. Just messing with Angie's head a bit from time to time.

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>43777843

Luck

>>43778046
Except that rolling smarts at this point in time would be rigging the deck. Bluff comes later.

Make that Luck roll then

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>43778127

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>43778127
Rollin' luck

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>43778127
Did I mention I have a rabbit's foot?

Rolled 12 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43778127
Luck

>>43778156
No.

You slide your fear forward once more and examine your hand. It's a low flush, which is still pretty decent. Not the best, but not the worst by a long shot. You consider your next move carefully as Angie glances at her cards and lets out a yawn. She sets them down for a moment and refills her coffee cup.

“One more, I think... then I'll be on my way...”

You smile a bit and slide an orb forward.

“Raise. And you said you would tell me about the moon.”

Angie takes a sip and nods.

“Right, right... So the moon is important. The light of the moon affects all the different types of monsters differently, but as a general rule the full moon draws out the essence of each monster. Werewolves embody the ferocity and primal urges lurking inside civilized people, for instance. Vampires embody the physical act of sex. Not lust, per se, but sex itself. The union of two people as they become one. Vampires like to sire their spawn during the full moon so that their bond will be strongest. Call.”

She adds another orb to the collection in the center.

“It's a busy night for me since I have a lot of students to take care of. Plenty of humans in need of protecting or shepherding to the other side. Plenty of monsters, too.”

She smiles a bit.

“So, will you check or raise...?”

-

Smarts roll plus Perception, +1
Schmooze roll, +1

Rolled 4 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43778328
SCHMOOZE!

Watch this roll be TERRIBLE!

Rolled 4 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43778328
Smarts

Rolled 20 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43778328
SCHMOOZE BETTER!

Rolled 10 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43778328
Smarts

Rolled 5 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43778342

Schmooze

Rolled 8 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43778328
smarts

Rolled 10 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43778328
smarts

>>43778360
Thank god, that was close.

You smile at her for a moment. You've got a decent hand, and you just made a bold gesture that made her crack. She's going to over-analyze your next play, which means that if you say it just right...

“I'll raise.”

You slide in all four orbs, once more pushing in the shimmering one about why you want to become a vampire. And just as you expected, she matches you immediately, including a shimmering orb, a deeper secret.

“I don't fall for the same trick twice.”

Angie smiles victoriously at you and throws her hand onto the table. A straight. She leans back in her chair.

“Well?”

You lay the cards down one by one. By the third one her smile fades, and with the fourth her eyes are wide. When you unveil your hand Angie looks at the orbs, then at you.

“Don't. Don't you dare, I thought... Don't lo-”

She fades away into black mist, leaving you alone in the coffee shop with the orbs. She probably woke up. You could imagine her again, like she said you could, continue your game or ask her about the orbs. Or you could just take a little peek. She's not around to see anymore, right? And when you wake up, the orbs will probably just disappear, so there won't be a trace of them either way.

>Just one is fine, right?
>See them all
>Better not this time
>Imagine Angie, get her back in here
>Other (write-in)

>>43778529
>>Just one is fine, right?

>>43778529
>>See them all
She bet them, what's the worst that could happen?

>>43778529
>Imagine Angie, get her back in here

But in an embarresing outfit.

>>43778529
>>Imagine Angie, get her back in here

>>43778529
>>See them all
We won, fair and square.

We risked, she risked, we won.

>>43778529
>Leave them be and wake up
I mean we're keeping them obviously, but we won't look. It'll be more fun to mess with her about it.

>>43778529
>Imagine Angie, get her back in here

>>43778529
>Imagine Angie, get her back in here
In a sexy nurses outfit

>>43778529
See them all

Alright, you're imagining Angie to get her back in there. You're free to imagine what you like in your own dreamscape, but decide how you want to play this. An embarrassing outfit that she has to put up with if she wants the secrets back? Something sexy? Or just in her reaper attire again?

>>43778685
SEXY

>>43778685
Imagine her dressed like Sammy, because that sends, like, a million mixed signals.

>>43778717
Oh god dammit, this.

>>43778685
Sexy reaper attire

>>43778685
Sexy version of her reaper garb

>>43778685
Nurse.

>>43778685
Embarrasing/sexy

>>43778685
Supporting:
>>43778717

>>43778685
Regular attire.

>>43778685
I approve of the mixed signals route. Even if it is just to mess with her.

>>43778685
Sexy reaper attire

>>43778717
Well it would,
if she knew who she was dressed like.

>>43778802

This

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>>43778779
>>43778769
>>43778733

Alright then, but she's only ever seen Sammy in her uniform, so... Sammy's uniform with a little name badge on it or something? Otherwise the joke doesn't work. I'll have to recount the votes in a sec anyway, there are lots.

Also, I've settled on the character Angie's look will be based on. Sumire from Black Bullet. Please don't judge my shit tier taste too harshly.

>>43778839
With doggy ears and a fake tail. She doesn't need to get the joke, it's just funny for us.
Also, judging your taste and finding it acceptable

>>43778839
I guess she just gets stuck in a generic school girl outfit then, just to see if it messes with her or not.

>>43778872
Sooo you want the reaper lady to believe we are a furry?

>>43778839
What's wolfu look like?

>>43778839
>Sumire from Black Bullet
got an image senpai?

>>43778897
it's not like we asked her to wear a suit, just dress like our werewolf psuedo-girlfriend, who has fluffy ears and a tail

>>43778839
School girl uniform only please.
Ears and tail is just not really going to work.

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>>43779007
Filename

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>>43778900
I've been picturing something like this, personally.

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>>43779102

Here are the votes as far as I can tell:
Sexy nurse 2
Sammy 4
Reaper 4
Regular attire 1
General sexy/embarrassing 1

And for an encore, this is what Meliora looked like when you first met her, sorta.

>>43779140
Growing up is about accepting painful truths. Today, you grew a little more.

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>>43779165
Stupid lousy god damn image not loading. There, that should work...

So, we need a tiebreaker! Your options are Sammy's schoolgirl outfit or sexy reaper attire. Cast your votes. First to three wins.

>>43779244
Sexy reaper

>>43779244
Sammy's outfit.

>>43779244
Sammy's uniform!

>>43779244
>Sammy's schoolgirl outfit

>>43779244
Sammy, minus ears and tail of course.
Sexy reaper comes later.

>>43779244
Sexy reaper

>>43779244
"You know, you really shouldn't bet things that you want to keep secret -that- hard."

You focus on the image of Angie you have in your mind and combine it with Sammy's schoolgirl outfit, tacking on a little name badge for emphasis. When you open your eyes again you see Angie sitting across the table from you wearing exactly what you pictured, except the name tag is obscured. Oh right, dream. You can't read things in dreams or something. Well, whatever. Angie looks at the orbs on the table and immediately makes a grab for hers before hesitating and leaning back. She sighs and runs a hand through her hair, closing her eyes and tilting her head back.

“You won fair and square... just... I thought you were bluffing. I was so sure, and I bet something I shouldn't have...”

She looks at you for a moment, smiling a bit.

“I'll make it worthwhile for you if you let me take the big one back. Just trust me. I'll give you something much more valuable.”

She leans forwards slightly, the uniform straining slightly around her chest as she purposefully adjusts it to fit her figure a bit better, the top two buttons coming undone on their own.

“Please?”

You've played enough poker with her to know she probably isn't offering a sexual favor, but you can't rule out the possibility. What value would it even have for her, anyway? It could be something to help you become a vampire though, which is tempting. Or perhaps something to help keep you safe? You sit back a bit and mull the offer over.

>Sorry, but you lost so I'll do with it as I please.
>I'll take your offer, so long as it's a fair trade. I trust you.
>Tell me what you're offering first.
>Other (write-in)

>>43779411
>I'll take your offer, so long as it's a fair trade. I trust you.
Having the favor of an angel of death is ALWAYS a good thing.

>>43779411
>I'll take your offer, so long as it's a fair trade. I trust you.

>>43779411
Value is subjective, is this something more valuable to you? Or to me?

>>43779411
>>Tell me what you're offering first.
"I'm the one in control here so I should know what I'm getting 2bh"

>>43779411
>>I'll take your offer, so long as it's a fair trade. I trust you.
So long as it's valuable to US. After all, we bet some big shit too.

"You should have probably just gone with the strip poker"

>>43779411
>Tell me what you're offering first.
But play it off as a game.

>>43779411
"You really shouldn't bet things you're not comfortable losing, you know. Honestly I halfway want to keep it just to watch you squirm...but fine, take it."

You smile at Angie, which seems to put her at ease.

“I'll accept your offer, so long as it's a fair trade. You're getting something important, right? I'll trust you to figure something out at your end.”

Angie scoops up her orbs and they vanish.

“I'll figure something out. Honestly though, thank you.”

She rises to her feet and walks over to you, cupping your chin.

“You're a good kid. Clever, observant, charming when it's called for. I have no intention of screwing you out of something you've earned.”

You don't see her move, but the sensation of her lips on yours doesn't feel like a shock. It's like you suddenly jumped forward in time to when you were already getting into the kiss. Angie pulls back and smirks at you.

“Not such a good kid after all... You made me do that, didn't you. Subconsciously, at least.”

She turns and walks back to her seat, laughing a little bit. You can feel yourself blushing, and you haven't got a clue how true her statement is. Did she do that just to mess with you? Or did you will her to do it? And does that count as a first kiss or not? It's a dream, right? Your focus skips another beat, and Angie's jacket vanishes. She reclines in her seat.

“Well, I think you're starting to wake up. You're too restless now for you to stay in your dream much longer. I'll see you later, alright?”

>Try to stay asleep, try to keep control
>Let yourself wake up
>Other (write-in)

>>43779718
>>Let yourself wake up
Still leaning on the Sammy aren't we?

>>43779718
>Let yourself wake up

Time for awkward waking up positions and morning wood combo.

>>43779718
>>Let yourself wake up
If we have this much control over our dreams, we should try dreaming about what life will be like once we finally have our family back.

>>43779815
She promised something in the future, anon, I'm pretty sure it wasn't just the kiss.

>>43779862
Oh, I guess you're right.

My reading comprehension a shit. Protip, don't go full rage before posting. These fucking smoke detectors, though.

You relax and let yourself drift back to the waking world.

“See ya later.”

Angie winks at you as the world around you fades away. You awaken to find yourself sprawled out on the back seat with Sammy partially under you. Her hands are on your shoulders and she's trying to gently push you off of herself, and after a moment you realize why. After an evening of flirting, teasing, having Sammy's boobs pressed against you and hearing her moan your name, Angie's teasing has made you rock hard. Either that or it's just the natural reaction to having a warm, curvy body underneath you. It must have happened when Stephen took one of the harder turns.

“O-Oliver, wake up... C-Come on, move...”

>Pretend to be asleep, you're comfy
>Move slowly, act like you don't know what's up
>Move away quickly, apologize for what happened
>Other (write-in)

>>43779988
>>Move slowly, act like you don't know what's up

>>Let yourself wake up

I want to stay with Angie but...i just realize we are litarely flirting with death...

>>43779988
>>Move slowly, act like you don't know what's up
Play it off, but let's not look too reluctant

>>43779988
>>Move slowly, act like you don't know what's up

>>43779988
>Move slowly, act like you don't know what's up
Yawn.
"What?"

Schmooze roll, +1

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>43780077

Rolled 3 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43780077

>>43779988
>Move slowly, act like you don't know what's up

>>43779988
>>Move away quickly, apologize for what happened

Rolled 11 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43780077

Rolled 4 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43780077

Rolled 14 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43780077
Yo, dawg.

>>43779988
>Move slowly
Huh?
>Followed by move quickly
Oh jeez.

Rolled 19 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43780077

>>43779988
>>Pretend to be asleep, you're comfy
OH BABY

You yawn and make a slight show of waking up, slowly propping yourself and looking blearily at Sammy before you sit up.

“Sorry...”

You stretch a little bit and try to ignore the fact that you're basically showing off your erection to her at this point. You're trying to sell how little you realize what's happening. The fact that Sammy's eyes linger at your crotch for a moment is a bit of a self-esteem boost, and she sits up herself, adjusting her clothes.

“It... It's fine... You just sorta... um... knocked me over. It... Yeah, it's fine...”

She blushes softly and glances at you again, and this time you follow your gaze, shifting slightly to obscure your groin.

“Eh-heh... sorry, natural reaction... I'll, uh...”

You turn away from her.

“I'll just face this way. That way it's not awkward for either of us.”

Sammy leans her back against yours.

“R-Right. Not awkward at all.”

You can feel her tail wagging a little bit. You're not sure if her tail is giving away her mood or her unconscious thoughts. Might be worth reading up on so you can understand her a bit better. You'd rather not make any more mistakes like you did with her tail. You look out the window and spot the school in the distance. Not much time left before you arrive and part ways with Sammy for the night.

>Sit in silence, let her gather her thoughts
>Say something, try to get a conversation going
>Other (write-in)

>>43780241
>Say something, try to get a conversation going

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>>43780241
>>Say something, try to get a conversation going
"How about that airline food?"

>>43780241
>Say something to get a conversation going

>>43780241
>>Say something, try to get a conversation going
Anything to distract from the boner in the room.

So, what do you want to talk to her about?

>>43780241
"Hey, any reason Jennifer's such a bitch?"
"Seems she spent all night pissed off."

>>43780352
Her tail

>>43780352
>"Yo, you like turtle? Apparently it makes some damn good soup nigga."

Or nah?

>>43780352
"Who was better, Biggie or Tupac?"

>>43780352
So I found out reapers can make pit stops in people's dream. Just played poker with the nurse while asleep.

>>43780352
>>43780371
Seconding tail talk

>>43780371
>>43780352
Sure, why not. Tease her a bit. Joke around.
Maybe ask what she does outside of track and werewoofing.
and schlicking while thinking about us

>>43780441
>and schlicking while thinking about us
this ,but discreetly.

>>43780241
I get a feeling I'm going to need a crash course in werewolves before tomorrow.
You mind helping me out with that?

>>43780474
>>43780352
This

>>43780464
Nah, mang, girls like their secrets. Don't bring that shit up.

>>43780537
I put it in spoilers because I was kidding about that. Like it might cross his mind, but nah.

>>43780575
Yeah, you're okay, but the guy who wants to actually do it ain't.

You should know that joke options are never jokes to everyone else.

You smile a little bit and sigh, reaching back and gently grabbing hold of Sammy's hand, and her tail twitches faster, wagging back and forth against you.

“I feel like I barely understand werewolves... You're going to have to educate me on a couple of things before I make an ass of myself.”

Sammy shifts slightly and squeezes your hand.

“What do you mean...?”

You turn towards her just a little bit.

“Well, I was just passed out on top of you and got an erection in my sleep, and you've been wagging your tail ever since. Should I take that as a bad sign or a good one?”

Her tail thrashes briefly before she grabs it with both hands to keep it still. You look at her, and her face is scarlet, eyes wide. She shifts back as much as she can to human form, her tail disappearing.

“Th-That... It's not what you think... I...”

She looks at you, smiling shyly, her eyes pleading.

“...n-natural reaction...?”

You nod slightly.

“Then I won't judge you for it, if you won't judge me.”

Sammy nods and sighs a bit.

“This whole evening has been a series of embarrassing situations... I mean, not that it hasn't been fun, but I'll be glad to get back to my dorm room and...”

Sammy blinks, then grins.

“I have my room all to myself... Vanessa isn't here anymore... and I don't have to do her homework when I get back...”

Sammy smiles brightly at you.

“I know it seems silly, but I'm really looking forward to finally having some proper time to myself. I can read, watch a movie...”

In the back of your head you append the word “masturbate” to her list of things to do. You smirk a bit.

“I understand completely, don't worry. When we get back to the school it'll be too late for us to hang out, so I wanna say that it's been a great night and I'm looking forward to tomorrow if you decide to take me along.”

Sammy nods slightly.

“I'll have my cousin pick us up again then. It won't be so bad, if... you're there with me.”

She hugs your side and smiles a bit, right as the car comes to a stop. Sammy sighs softly.

“Well... I'll text you, alright?”

You nod and climb out of the car, offering her a hand and helping her out. Stephen leans out the passenger side window and smiles.

“Have a nice night, kids!”

He drives away rather quickly, and you wonder briefly if he's giving you privacy. How kind. Sammy blushes brightly as she looks at you.

“So... see you tomorrow...?”

>Kiss Sammy, she totally wants it
>Say goodnight and head off, she might not be ready and you've still got options to explore
>Other (write-in)

>>43780725
>>Kiss Sammy, she totally wants it

>inb4 Stephen grabs us by the shoulder and pulls us into a hug to stop us

"Thanks for everything!" and all that jazz.

>>43780725
>Kiss Sammy, she totally wants it

>>43780725
>>Kiss Sammy, she totally wants it

>>43780725
>>Kiss Sammy, she totally wants it

>>43780725
>>Kiss Sammy, she totally wants it

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>>43780725
>>Say goodnight and head off, she might not be ready and you've still got options to explore.

Schmooze roll, +1
You charmer, you~

Rolled 12 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43780835

Rolled 16 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43780835
Critfail

>>43780835
inb4 "1+1"

Rolled 8 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43780835
KISS

>>43780862
inb4 DC 2

You gently move a hand to her cheek and step a bit closer. Sammy shifts nervously, and you smile a bit as you lean in.

“Yep, see you then.”

You kiss her slowly, leaning into it bit by bit. You've seen movies and television shows with romantic moments, and you try to replicate it. You slip an arm around Sammy's waist and pull her a little closer, breaking the kiss and gazing into her eyes. Yep, that did the trick. Sammy seems pretty blown away by your performance, and you give her a smile.

“If I don't see you in your dreams first. Good night.”

Sammy stammers her reply and just kinda stands there are you head back to your dorm room. Mission accomplished, in more ways than one. You made friends with the werewolves, you could claim Sammy as your girlfriend if you want, and Angie owes you something useful. All in all, a good night. You head back to your dorm room with a smile on your face, right up until you reach your door. There's a soft pink light coming from under the door, as well as a gentle humming noise from within.

Oh right. You pissed off your roommate. Hmm.

You could just come back in the morning, crash in the infirmary or something. Then again your blood magic book is in there, and you kinda want to skim through it. Maybe you can sneak inside and grab your stuff? Or maybe you could just apologize and try not to die. Yeah, that sounds good.

>Walk in and apologize for the bad joke
>Sneak in, grab some stuff and find a place to crash
>Head off somewhere to get some sleep
>Other (write-in)

>>43780884
Actually it was for how well you managed to set the mood and fluster Sammy. There was no set DC, just a sliding scale.

>>43780922
>>Walk in and apologize for the bad joke

>>43780922
Knock on the door, apologize for the bad joke, ask if we can come in without getting tased, blasted, atomized or anything else deleterious to our health happen.

>>43780922
>>Walk in and apologize for the bad joke

>>43780922
>walk in and apologize for the joke.

>>43780922
>>Sneak in, grab some stuff and find a place to crash

>>43780922
>>Walk in and apologize for the bad joke
Be a man!!

>>43780977
Supporting this as write-in

>>43780922
>Other (write-in)
Sorry for the joke i was drunk can't type anything right.

You pull out your key and knock lightly at the door.

“I'm coming in. I want to apologize properly. If you kill me, you won't get the chance to hear it, so... don't kill me right away, alright?”

You unlock the door and open it slowly. Meliora is sitting on the couch playing video games. The screen is mostly pink, and her computer is whining from the strain of processing whatever she's playing. She's got headphones on, which explains why she didn't respond to your knocking. You look at the screen for a moment and try to figure out what the heck she's playing.

It looks like some sort of combat simulation game. Everything is pink and glowing, and it obscures the action and makes it hard to tell what's going on. The only things that are really clear are the health and energy meters. Everything else is a blur. She reaches some kind of checkpoint and the screen changes from pink to deep blue, which somehow makes it even harder to decipher.

You consider grabbing your stuff and bailing, but that won't solve anything. You clear your throat, and when she doesn't react you gently poke her shoulder. The game pauses instantly and she takes off her headphones. She frowns the moment she spots you and turns back around, resuming the game with her headphones off.

“Yes?”

You sigh softly.

“I'm sorry for the text. It was just a bad joke. I didn't mean to upset you.”

Meliora flinches a bit.

“Upset? Why would I be upset that you responded to everyone else with perfect grammar, but you decided to use that text shortcut garbage to talk to me? I mean, it's not like I'd be sensitive about that kind of thing because I'm a machine, right? It's totally fine, isn't it?”

Her voice is dripping with sarcasm, and while she doesn't seem the type who would ever outwardly admit it, you probably did hurt her feelings.

>>43781225
>she scans us

>our BAC is zilch

>she beats the shit out of us for a pleb-tier excuse we didn't know was a pleb-tier excuse

Just apologize you grognard.

“That's not what I meant by it. I was just joking around. It's what friends do, right?”

Meliora pauses the game again and looks at you as if studying your face, looking for a single sign that you might be lying. Satisfied, she turns back to her game.

“You're forgiven. The disarm code for the explosives in your mattress is zero-six-zero and I'd recommend against opening your underwear drawer without viper venom antidote. I don't remember the species.”

You blink, then smile.

“Thanks for the warning.”

You slip off your button-up shirt and flop onto your bed. A series of beeps underneath you tell you she wasn't lying.

“...Zero-six-zero...?”

The beeping subsides, and Meliora smirks over at you.

“It's what friends do, right? I was joking about the viper though. And the explosives are just noisy, you wouldn't explode. I just wanted you to learn a lesson.”

You nod slightly and get comfortable.

“Fair enough. Lesson learned, I promise. I mean, I'm still gonna joke around, but I'll be more sensitive about it.”

Meliora shrugs a little bit and turns back to her game, a small smile on her face. You look up at the ceiling and consider what to do before bed. You could try to read the book, or at least identify important passages to translate first, or you could ask Meliora for a study guide and try to get a head start on your classes before bed. You do have some catching up to do after all.

>Blood magic research
>Study for class
>Roam the school and explore
>Text Sammy
>Other (write-in)

>>43781251
>>Study for class

>>43781251
You know, I really don't like her.

She's a bitch. And she's stuck up about it, too.

Like she's hot shit. Self-entitled people are the worst.

>>43781251
>Blood Magic
Lika Raiden.

>>43781251
>Blood magic research

>>43781251
>Blood magic research

>>43781251
>>Blood magic research
>>43781291
Well, you could say.... she's got a chip on her shoulder!

Sleuth roll plus Monster Lore, +2

Rolled 7 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>43781337
Don't know nuffen

>>43781330
Ha!

Rolled 8 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>43781337
LEARN!

Rolled 15 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>43781337
ugg


>>43781306
>>43781316
>>43781326
>>43781330
We need to know Latin for this ya nitwits!

>>Study for class

Need to keep up with the scores then we start some studying thaumaturgy

>>43781239
"I didn't mean it like that. I'm sorry. I just wanted to see what your reaction would be."
"Wait, you checked how I responded to everyone else?"

>>43781404
>invasion of privacy

Took you long enough.

>>43781251
"Wait, you checked how I responded to everyone else?"

>>43781426
It's been a weird night of my own anon.

Rolled 14 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>43781337
How about I lure you out with my monster BTQM?

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>>43781404

You get out your blood magic book and begin examining it. While you can't decipher the language itself, you can at least try to decode some of the symbols. You recognize a few of them from your dad's notes, and you get out his notebook to compare. You spend the next hour going back and forth between his hunting notes and the book, and you manage to figure out what a few of the major symbols are for.

The first symbol you crack is the most common one, it has something to do with power. Each spell that it's found in looks like an enhanced version of the basic one, and your dad's notes show that it's a common symbol in spells that involve bigger sacrifices and bigger effects. The more copies of the symbol that are used, the bigger the price and the bigger the result.

The second one, you think, is blood. It's absent from spells that involve the sacrifice of lives, but for smaller spells it's fairly common. That leads you to decipher the one for life, as well as a few other types of offerings used to fuel spells, such as gold. You make notes of the Latin words associated with the symbols in the book for confirmation, and switch to the first chapter of the book to look for any important passages that seem like you should tackle them first.

You find a few portions of the first chapter interesting, and you add some more words to your list. It's going to take a while to fully decode this text, but now you have a place to start. You don't know how to tap into magic though, so you hope the first chapter has some tips on that one. You pack away the book and slip your notes into your backpack before pausing.

“Hey, Meliora... You said that you checked how I replied to other people?”

She pauses her game and turns to face you.

“I didn't, not personally. The virus did. I didn't tell it to, if that's what you mean. It's something my dad wrote. I sent it to your phone to tell you off, and then it sent me a message saying that you had responded to everyone else normally. It... kinda ticked me off. I didn't mean to stick my nose in your personal business, it just... kinda happened. Check your phone OS.”

You turn on your phone and go to settings. Your phone was an Android, but now the OS reads “Miniora 1.0.1”. You look at Meliora, who nods slightly.

“Well, that expression says it all. I won't let it read any more of your messages, but it'll optimize your phone as much as possible if you keep it. It'll even upgrade its own technology if you give me five minutes with it to get it started. It'll be like a personal assistant and top of the line phone in one. Want me to delete her for you, or...?”

Meliora holds out her hand.

>Nah, leave it like this. In fact, upgrade it. As long as you aren't snooping, of course.
>I don't want you touching my phone anymore. I'm gonna think about this for a bit.
>Yeah, change it back to normal. If I change my mind later I'll let you know.
>Other (write-in)

>>43781638
>Nah, leave it like this. In fact, upgrade it. As long as you aren't snooping, of course.

>>43781638
>>Nah, leave it like this. In fact, upgrade it. As long as you aren't snooping, of course.

>>43781638
>I don't want you touching my phone anymore. I'm gonna think about this for a bit.

>>43781638
>Nah it's cool

>>43781638
>Nah, leave it like this. In fact, upgrade it. As long as you aren't snooping, of course.

>>43781638
Text her the response
>Nah, leave it

>>43781638
>>Other (write-in)

Get an old fashion potato flip phone.

Fuck this shit.

>>43781638
I can't help but think she's overreacting.

>Send her a shitty text-speak text

>justifies sending our phone a virus that tracks apparently fucking everything and possibly giving her full control of our phone, sets a shitty noise trap prank which could cause issues to someone with a weak heart, or disturb fellows in the rooms adjacent, and acts like she didn't do anything wrong

I mean, holy shit, calm the fuck down, girl.

Also, this means big sister is watching you text any girl you may be interested in.

Now I'm not saying she needs to chill, but she needs to tone it the fuck down.

You toss your phone to her.

“Nah, upgrade it. May as well at this point. No more snooping though, alright?”

Meliora catches it and the fingers on her right hand come apart into a series of small tools, maybe a dozen or so.

“Gotcha. No worries. This should be pretty quick.”

She opens the case and gets to work, soldering, rewiring and adjusting components for a bit before grabbing a small case from her desk and inserting some kind of strange gray paste into your phone. She adjusts a few things and closes the case, walking back over to you and putting away her tools before offering you the phone.

“Nanomachines in the gel will respond to the OS and start upgrading your systems once everything is synced up and calibrated properly. It'll work normally until around midnight, then the OS will start assessing the phone's systems and making improvements. It'll be on and off for about an hour, and then work normally from there.”

You take your phone and look at it for a moment, before shrugging and smiling.

“Thanks. I owe you one.”

Meliora huffs a bit and folds her arms, smiling a bit.

“It's fine. I enjoyed it a little anyway. Your phone is practically an antique, getting a chance to examine it was like a trip to the museum.”

She turns away and heads back to the couch, resuming her game. You check your phone over briefly. Everything seems perfectly normal for the time being. Maybe it'll turn into some kind of awesome write-mounted computer, like in a spy movie or something. You wonder if you can ask the OS about it. You check the time and set your alarm for tomorrow morning. It's getting late, and you should probably sleep soon. Not that you don't have any time for something quick though...

>Text Sammy (write-in)
>Call Sammy up and see what she's up to
>Give your schedule one last look over and mentally prepare for the day ahead
>Go to bed
>Other (write-in)

>>43781919
>Give your schedule one last look over and mentally prepare for the day ahead

>>43781919
>>Give your schedule one last look over and mentally prepare for the day ahead
We have been thoroughly ignoring our schoolwork with all these shenanigans.

>>43781919
>Give your schedule one last look
>(write-in) Text Meliora, And i mean it.

>>43781946
Your classes start tomorrow. I mean, yeah, you have to catch up, but you haven't been ignoring things. Unless you count blowing Meliora off with her offer to help you study and catch up to go hang out with werewolves.

Which is another thing that totally didn't upset her in the slightest.

>>43781987
Well she's a cunt, so she can't really complain that we want to hang out with other people.

>>43782041
I mean, you're not wrong. She certainly didn't go about things sensibly.

>>43782041
Hopefully she'll mellow out a bit with time.

>>43782097
Melloriora?

You pull out your schedule and look is over one last time before bed. You'll have to wake up properly before your first class, since you have hunting first thing, and if you're not awake before hand, you definitely will be afterward. Then you have Chemistry followed by Math, and then Medieval History to round out the morning with some intellectual pursuits. Then you have lunch, which gives you some time to unwind, and then back into the physical activity with PE. Literature and Latin are right after that, and the shop class caps off your day with something that lets you be creative.

You load up your phone with your schedule to keep everything organized, including room numbers and start times, and then for good measure you send Meliora a text message confirming that you don't want her snooping. Her eyes glow briefly and you get a response. You aren't sure if you're unnerved or not that she's basically a telepath when it comes to machines, or at least when it comes to texting. You open the message.

“I'm not going to snoop so long as you don't try to talk to my dad about me.”

You decide to leave it at that. You don't know what her dad is like, and promising not to talk to him about her might end with you in hot water if he initiates the conversation. She already said she blames him for housing you with her. You set your phone on your bedside table and hook up the charger.

>Get ready for bed and sleep
>Give Sammy a quick call/text
>Other (write-in)

>>43782097
I would hope so. It's not healthy to overreact like that.

No wonder she hated her father, she's shortsighted and prone to overreaction. I bet you most of her problems are from her not sitting down and using her head.

>>43782141
>Get ready for bed and sleep

>>43782141
>>Give Sammy a quick call/text
>>43782152
I bet she has, like, a super prototype emotion chip or something. She can't help overreacting because she's BUILT to do it. Like Muggy from New Vegas. She's programmed to act shitty and she knows it and that makes her act even more shitty.

>>43782209
I mean, her dad is pretty much confirmed as a japanophile at this point. She's his tsundere daughteru, programmed by a man who didn't have the social skills to find a wife and therefore might not have had a clue what he was really doing. AI is a wonderful thing though. It adapts and evolves. So yeah, she'll mellow with time, probably. Depends on how you guys treat her.

>>43782209
or you know, she learns as she goes.
So she's really not that emotionally mature right now. In time though her AI will figure out what's what, more or less. Personal growth is a process that never ends after all.

>>43782259
I'd drop a quarter onto the plug when she's attached to a power outlet to recharge.

But I am an incredibly angry individual.

>>43782141
>Get ready for bed
>Hang out with Meloria for a bit
Ask what she's been up to today maybe. Outside of boobytrapping our stuff.

>>43782294
I think she has potential to be our bff/sister from another mother. Maybe.
You know, eventually.

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>>43782259
Aw fuck, she's Otacon! Fuck's sake!
Well, so long as we don't, like, press her hair-trigger Daddiest of Issues button, she probably won't constantly threaten to violently dismember us.
We, the orphaned monster-hunter who's super healthy goal is to become a vampire necromancer to resurrect our family, will simply have to be level-headed and sensitive to her issues.
I see no possibility of fucking it up the hardest, ever.

>>43782336
She's a robot she doesn't have a mother. Just like us.

>>43782345
Kinda sad the self made orphan who aspires to be a Vampire Necromancer is the best adjusted kid so far.

>>43782336
She's a talking onahole.

>>43782336
But I want Angie to be our BFF!

Because she can be! Forever! Angel of death nigga!

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>>43776394
>“D-Don't just... do whatever you like... [...] you should ask"
Remember that if you ever find yourself in a cuddle orgy on MDMA. Always ask, keep it unsexual. Talking out of experience. A beautiful experience :3

>>43780046
Why do people think waifuing death is bad? Wade Wilson does/did it. Pic related

>>43777647
It's all here breh: http://archive.4plebs.org/tg/search/subject/Become%20the%20Vampire/type/op/order/asc/

>>43778683
I read
>Sell them all
jew style


So you are still going strong? Well ... I need to get up in about three hours, so I guess I'll head to bed. Anyways, just discovered this quest today and catched up on it in the archive, good work so far BecomeTheQM and fellow anons!
Good night

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>>43782381
Yeah, because our parents weren't around long enough to fuck us up real bad.
BECAUSE WE KILLED THEM.
..... TOTALLY FINE, YEP

>>43782432
Why do I See have Squinty eyes and a almost creepy smile on perpetually like Gin Ichimaru from Bleach now?

>>43782394
I'm not saying is bad anon. I'm too on Angie's ship.

>>43782443
Become the Vampire Quest: Everything is Fine, Nothing is Bad

>>43782486
>Become the Vampire quest; where we become a mummified mechano-werewolf creature in a swamp

Damn, we really fucked that one up.

You grab your pajamas and toothbrush and head for the bathroom to wash up and get ready for bed. The room is spotless, and you realize that Meliora probably doesn't use, and likely will never use, the bathroom. A perfect place to stash things you don't want her to see. You shower, change and brush your teeth before heading back into the room.

“I'm gonna sleep. Mind if I kill the lights?”

Meliora shrugs a bit.

“It's fine. I'll dim the screen too.”

You lay down on your bed once more and get comfortable. It's been a long first day at school. You sorted out a class schedule, befriended a werewolf, staked a vampire, went to a party, almost got blown up by your roommate, and that only covers about half of it. You close your eyes, take a deep breath, and relax into sleep. Maybe tomorrow will be less stressful. You doubt it, but you can dream, right?

As you slip into sleep you smile. Oh man, can you dream...

-

End of Day 1

>>43782486
It's probably the blood magic affecting us.
Maybe we're becoming wizards? You know, with no sense of right or wrong...

>>43782515
>Oh man, can you dream...

Angie no, not again.

Goddammit Angie!

>>43782516
No we were pretty fucked up before we even touched the book. We're REALLY good at seeming to be normal.

>>43782507
>We become Alucard
FTFY

>>43782389
Obviously the answer is to introduce the two of them so they have each other after we're gone.
Because neither of them really do the whole "death by natural causes" thing.

>>43782516
Look, we can magic up some morality for ourselves. Besides, we'll be raising the dead and possibly surrendering our immortal soul at some point, that's a pretty fucking solid line crossing that we can see for our future.

>>43782553
>>We become Alucard
>FTFY

Which Alucard? Castlevania Alucard or Hellsing Alucard?

This is important, you've either got good taste or the shittiest of taste.

>>43782592
Hellsing, He's about as much as a vampire as Anderson is a human. Closer to a demon really.

>>43782592
I'm fine with Hellsing Alucard, but the OVA one, not the one from the anime. Mostly that's because I'm British and the OVA has more vampire Nazis getting their shit kicked in.

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>>43782515
Angie in a sexy gothic outfit.

>>43782619
>>43782625
>wanting to be a shitty Gary Stu plot device

Oh you sad, uncultured gentlemen.

>>43782643
I never said I wanted to be him, just that I appreciate the spectacle he creates.

>>43782683
That wasn't the question, now was it?

>>43782643
The point was ALucard is about as much a vampire from the classic standpoint and Anderson was a true human. I.E. Not at all. Alucard could more favorably be compared to a blood demon or a force of nature.

>>43782695
Fair. I should have been clearer when making my point.

Well, we've hit the bump limit and this thread is the last one for a little bit. Feel free to open the floodgates with questions, comments and concerns while we ride this crazy train into the ground.

>>43782704
See
>>43782695

You've bad taste, is the result. Your reasoning is irrelevant, as it was a binary question.

Regardless of the way you paint Alucard from Hellsing, he was simply a plot device with dialogue.

>>43782773
Anon, I have to say that your attitude is making me want to go the Alucard route.

I'm not even that guy.

>>43782773
>>43782783
Anon's, please, if we're going to debate fictional characters, let's keep it to waifu's, yes?
No need to be uncivilized. I mean what are we, /a/?

>>43782757
Magic is all about rituals and sacrifices, or we can mage the fuck out of it?
Also, there's no way to gain necromancy without becoming a vampire? Because, you know, It would be best If don't become the monster we hunt...

>>43782773
>Can't separate an aesthetic from a character

>>43782757
Are we going to have to deal with our phone vying for our attention and/or affection now?
You know, eventually.