=Thread 5=You are Delilah, an unfortunate runaway with a strange and terrible affliction. There's plenty of hate and misery twisting inside of you due to the transgressions thrust upon you, but there is still a sliver of hope. Will you find your happiness in the end, or succumb to the evils of the world?=Important Info=Story Thus Far (Raw): http://pastebin.com/WnGZwK04There will, hopefully soon, be a much easier to read version of this. It will most likely be in a proper novel format!Quick Glance (SPOILERS);http://pastebin.com/tsrdSPqdThe quick Who is Who and what Delilah has. Mostly accurate.Twitter; @Cowboy_SuePrevious thread: >>114202
Well...actually...Maybe it was vodka your mother gave to you...You came home from school one day, weeks after the funeral. Of course you were in no means chipper, but between the two of you...Your mother was beyond a wreck.It was often that she would be laying about somewhere in the house, nursing a hangover back into inebriation. The routine would always be you would come home, go to your room, work on homework, get some food, and then stay in your room till morning. One afternoon was different though. You were heading to your room when the half conscious voice of your mother called you back. You crept back to where she was, peering into the bedroom.Photos of your father were surrounding where she sat on the floor, among the empty bottles. Many of the photos had ripped up, burnt, or just plain scribbled out. She hated him and missed him..."'-lilah..." Her voice was wavering and she couldn't even form one whole word. Out stretched in her hand was a bottle...tall and clear. It was fancy looking, gold print up and down the side. The words looked foreign and you couldn't really tell what they said."Yes mom?" You didn't know what it was she wanted, but she gestured for you to take the bottle out of her hands. Maybe she had enough? It felt so heavy in your young hands, but the look your mother gave you confused you. She picked up another bottle at her side and raised it up."To my...-hic-...terrible...-hic-...beautiful...-hic-...de-ad....husband..." She put her bottle and began to drink away. You've seen toasts on TV before...she wanted you to drink...right?You put the bottle to your lips and take the first drink like you would juice.It burnt like fire. The taste overpowered everything, you dropped the bottle and threw up. Your mother took no attention so you ran back to your room.She probably was trying to share a moment with you in her own messed up way......You realize it has probably been enough time now. Letting Buttercup run off, you stand up, smoothing out your skirt. Bottle in hand, you go to the classroom. Inside, you see that all the chairs are shoved against the wall...except for two. Lawrence isn't in there yet so you take one of the seats.It's only a little bit of time before Lawrence comes in, his arms full. You watch as he sets down each thing. There's one of the big lights, a metallic box that says something about colored pencils, a small radio, and a large drawing board with an equally as large white paper attached to it.Is...is your picture really going to be that big?... What do you talk to Lawrence about while he sets up?
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>>131871Ask about the supplies he brought and if there is any certain way we should sit and just general chit chat.I realized today that the reason Lawrence is so forgiving and accepting of us, no matter how hard we fuck up, even almost killing him, is because we are his second chance to do right by Michele. He blames himself for her shitty life and death and by helping us he's trying to make up for it. Even if he doesn't realize it, he doesn't really care for us. This will hit Delilah hard when she finally figures it out.
>>131871Ask him what pose does he want you in. Make it a lewd one.
>>131871"You don't REALLY like this stuff, do you? "Referring to the bottle of vodka, of course.
>>132104"Cause if you don't I'll take it."
>>132082Start having weekly figure drawing sessions
>>132176AUGH SON OFA BITCH FORMATTING USE CRITICAL THINKING SKILLS PLOX
"What's all that stuff?" Prismacolors, professional kinda stuff. I want to make this one a completed piece.You watch as he sets up the light. It falls upon you, dark and deep contrasting shadows cascading across your body. You see that he has a smaller light attached to the top of the board to illuminate his work."Are you sure it wouldn't be easier during the day?"There's some nice shapes going on here, they really outline your figure well. It also lets me make this ~mysterious~"Well um..what pose should I sit in?..."Whatever you feel in comfortable."Do I like...need to get naked?"That is up to you."I-I was joking...m-maybe next time..."Lawrence draws a frowning face and you throw the balled up note at his head. As he lays out the different pencils, you try to figure out what would be best....When Lawrence looks back up, you're leaning back in the chair, one knee brought up to your chest, one hand above your breast and a finger from the other pointing at your lips."Just like in the magazine...right Law?..."This time he hits you with a crumpled up note....You move into a real position, your side to him, legs slightly crossed and hands in your lap. "Uh...like this then?...You can uh...fix it if you want..."Carefully, he shows you how to sit. He brings up your chin slightly, presses your shoulders down lower, pushes your lower back in a bit, arranges your hands onto your thigh, and pulls off your shoes to place next to you instead."Ah right...the vodka...oh shoot I forgot cups though I'm sor-"You watch as Lawrence presses it against his mouth and takes a big chug. He winces a bit as it hits his throat but swallows it all and sits down. Rock music begins to play and he starts to draw...."Ah...my back is starting to hurt..." It's about an hour in, though your back was in pain before this. Lawrence motions at you for one more moment then releases you."Will it be fine? I just need a second."He nods, but pushes the board out of sight before you can see it. He takes another drink of the vodka and hands it to you, offering.Would you like to share a drink with the Law?
>>132176Sure, the Vodka might be vile, but enjoying the drink is not necessarily the point.
>>132191THE LAWI mean, a sip can't hurt, right? Don't do a chug like he did, he's larger than you and probably handles this stuff better.At least you think that's how this stuff works?Normally a situation like this would be a no-no but... You can trust Lawrence, right? You drank his blood! This can't possibly go wrong.
>>132216>Delilah gets tipsy.>Shenanigans ensue.
>>132191SureWe're cool after all
>>132230Don't be silly, THE LAW can do no wrong!
>>132191better drink because he wants us too and we have to make up for almost killing him
>>132191It's fucking party time.
You take the bottle and look at the opening. You're older now...it can't be that bad, right? Lawrence was able to drink it fairly easy...you can't let him think you're a wimp. You said so yourself, you're like an adult....You were wrong. Oh GOD, were you wrong. You only allowed half a drink this time but it burns just as bad as when you were young.Difference is that you force yourself to swallow it...your body shudders as it goes down.And of course he enjoys watching your suffer through it. Quickly you push the vile bottle back to him and he takes another swig like a champ.Jerk...You stand up to stretch, but your head rushes as you do. It takes a bit, but you manage to catch your footing.Okay...okay you know what? You're fine now. After the initial burning in your mouth and throat and the light weight feeling, it's kinda nice. There's a pleasant warm inside of you.As long as you watch yourself, you should be good...right? Yeah, that sounds like a good plan. You ask for the bottle back and take a, much smaller, drink again. Still burns...you take another sip before handing it back.Lawrence has to help you back into the proper position again. Hands against your skin tingles in a warm way. That's good...that's nice.It feels like you sit there very well, but according to Lawrence you are swaying and moving your head too much. It's fine, I have more then enough to finish this later. If I need to I'll have you pose again later."Oh good...it gets boring sitting there." You stand up...no you sit down...okay now you're back up. Lawrence is pulling out his sketchbook, jotting down some sketches or something. You don't know. You try to look over his shoulder but grab the bottle again.This is...pleasant. Nice and pleasant. No wonder people get past that awful taste. You let it fill your mouth again before it's yanked away from you.I don't think it would be wise for you to drink any more."H-ey, it's my drink! I earned it y'know! You can have one more sip but then I get to take the re-st back!"Ha...you got him. You'll get your bottle back.He looks you in the eyes before putting the bottle back to his lips....You watch partially in amazement and the rest in anger as the rest of the clear liquid disappears...Lawrence grimaces, shudders, and hands you back a now empty bottle.That jerk drank the rest of your drink!What are you going to do?
Bully himLet's see if we get the DRUKEN STREGTH of our mother.
>>132391Take a swing at snatching it confidently and then fall over on him because we've now forgotten how to legs.
>>132391Punch his chest like the little girl we are.
>>132407The guy drank it all and handed us the empty bottle.
>>132391Call him a big jerk face and stumble off and go find someone that isn't a jerk face, like Jessica or one of the girls.
>>132391THE LAW SPOKETH, THE LAW STANDS FIRMPout, but accept the empty bottle back. Tell him you'll get him back for that some day, but sound too childish for him to take you seriously.
>>132391Also demand that he give us our magazine back.We were enjoying the naked ladies first dammit
>>132391did U just drink my fokkin liquor m8? I'll fokkin wreck ya u little wanker!
"Ah! Y-you jerkface!" Stomping your foot, you step forward and take a few hits at his torso. Even now you can tell that your hits did nothing...but it felt nice to do it."I'm a go and fi-nd someone who isn't a big...big...jerk!"Heh, that'll show him.You turn to walk away but you're pulled back from the door, Lawrence shaking his head quickly."Wh-y not huh? I'm a go find someone wh-o'll be nice to me!"Despite this you wait for him to write his message....you take forever to read it. Several times over your eyes scan the words till they make sense.I can NOT let them think I let you get drunk. Just hang out in here till everyone is asleep or you calm down."But you did let me~"I can NOT let them know then.You giggle at this."You're in tr~ou~ble!" Nonetheless you meander back to the center of the classroom."Now ~you~ owe me!" You sit on an empty desk. "This is the second thing you took from me~ First my magazine and now my drink! In fact, I think I want my magazine back~"You don't really...you don't think anyways. You just want to make him suffer for being so rude.Lawrence sits back down in his chair, turning up the music. I don't think so."Why~? Is it cause you're doin'...y'know...'bad stuff' with it?" You can't help but laugh at this, and as expected you don't get an answer."Why'd ya make me take my shoes off? You like my feet or somethin'?" You lay back, wiggling the toes on your foot in the air.Pfft...that's dumb...who would like feet.Still no answer."Y'know, I heard you was still one of those a...what're they called...v-...v-somethin'...is that true? Do you still have your uh...what'd she call it...v-card? I wanna see it~"The sound of scratching pencil on paper...good he's finally gonna talk to you. The answer is taking so long...what's he writing. You look over and see that he's sketching in his notebook instead.Lawrence is ignoring you now and you want attention.What are you going to do?
>>132556Take away his notebook and see if you can find his v-card in there
>>132556Take a look at the drawing he did of you. See if he got your good side.
>>132556Realize that you're bein' a shit, Delilah.
>>132556Let's just give him a big 'ol hug. No need to snoop, we'll probably get to see the picture when its all done.
>>132556 Vomit on him. MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
>>132701DO IT SUE! DO IT FOR LOVE!!!
You walk over to the drawing board tucked away between the chairs."Lesse if you got mah nice side~" You start to pull it out but Lawrence gives you a death glare. Ah...maybe you should wait. You walk over to him and slip away his notebook."Is this wh-ere ya keep your ah...card thingy?" You flip through the pages but it's taken from your hands quickly.What a party pooper."Y-you should be nicer to me! I got all prettied up for you to-day...and I'm never pretty! You should ap-preciate this!" Why does your voice sound more...upset now? Maybe it's just your imagination. "B-but I guess I did owe ya...cause I almost killed ya yesterday! Did you know that? I did! Monster Del-ilah came out!" You bare your teeth and make clawing motions with your hands."S-she came out and she almost didn't g-o back in! Almost killed a n-nice big man! A nice big m-an who drank all of her drink!" You stick your tongue out at that last part.Lawrence doesn't look angry or annoyed...more like...some other emotion you can't really read.Ah...why do you feel so needy right now?...You poke him in the shoulder."A nice mean big guy who keeps helping the little monster for some reason? Why does he do it huh? What does he wa-nt?" You hang off his shoulder, your mouth right next to his ear.He actually writes you a response, though it takes several tries for you to read it.What do you think I want?
Time alone to finish the drawing.
>>132701Delilah has not learned the ability to vomit on command. Yet.
>>132752>mfw qt Delilah doesn't barf on THE LAW>mfw when there isn't any ensuing cute awkwardness and Delilah drunkenly cleans up Lawrence and cries in embarassment>mfw I realize that there is no God. >mfw
>>132752Your sister back
>>132752Try to fight back emotions, but the vodka isn't making it easy. "... another chance to save your sister."Hug his dumb big shoulders and hide our face in his neck."I can't even do this right... I'm sorry."
>>132804shit nigga it's gonna get heavy nowThe correct answer was 'bout tree fiddy n' a packa' smokes.
>>132804>>132955Maybe I could be your sister tonight ~~
>>132978Anon, no.We're used goods. We'll never be loved. Never ever. We'll never be a bride now.
>>132978You just implied Lawrence was fucking his sister.OK now Delilah NEEDS to say this, and then realize she meant to say girlfriend.Then realize how fucked THAT proposal was.
>>132988it's not premarital sex if you are never going to get married
>>132556>"Why'd ya make me take my shoes off? You like my feet or somethin'?" You lay back, wiggling the toes on your foot in the air.>Pfft...that's dumb...who would like feet.>Still no answer.Y-You're treading dangerous ground, Delilah...>>132752"I th-think...m-maybe you wanna draw me a d-different way...?"
"I bet you wan-na be left alone so you can draw~"Guess again"Hmmm maybe you want more vo-dka and nudie magazines~:I think I'm fine on those.You can't stop the terrible words that tumble out next."I betcha want your sister back."In that instant you feel Lawrence's body tense up. You struck a nerve, and for some stupid reason you continue to beat him while he's down."I bet ya wish she was alive...I know I do..."Even though a big part of you feels sad, you don't want to ruin the wonderful feeling you have. Lawrence is looking down at the ground...uh oh, you made him upset.How do you cheer up a man?...Ah...ha...Your hands come up to cup his cheeks."I'm sor-ry...I mess up every~thing..." You were leaning on him for support earlier but now you're doing it for the..closeness of it."I can't do nothin' right..."What good are you for? You've even ruined tonight already. "I can't even pay you back properly." You move to sit on his leg, a hand moving from his cheek to around his shoulders. It's been at the back of your mind but with the alcohol to help bring it out...You know how to pay a man back. You may not like it, but he should...right? From what you can tell men like this sort of thing...they would be more then happy to get this in return for things...right?"I know I don't look like 'em...like the girls in the mag~a~zine...but that don't matter right?...the other men liked me enough..."Your body is shaking slightly but you keep moving forward."But may-be you don't wanna...cause you wanna do it with someone you really li-ke and make it spe~cial...but it don't matter for me. It's too late to be nice and spe~cial." You lean in more but you don't know what you're supposed to be doing..."Maybe it's the only useful thi-ng I can do...maybe it's all I'm good for..." No, don't start crying. Finish this out...finish it out so you won't be a complete failure. You owe him, you owe him big."Guys love this sorta thing...don't they? Yeah...they do...it's why they take it when they want...ha...like when I took your blood last night...Stop crying. Stop it...stop..."Ah...haha...it's scary...thinking about doing that is scary...I...I don't really...I don't really wanna do this...I hate it...why do people like it...it hurts too much...it hurts me too much...d-don't make me do it Lawrence...don't make me hurt again...."You feel sick...your stomach is in a twisted knot...you push away and back yourself into a corner. Kneeling down you hold your stomach...don't throw up...why do you feel so awful...why did you have to get sad...You take time to catch your breath and stand up, looking back at Lawrence.He looks horrified and confused. Exactly the same way you feel.What do you do?
despair but also an erection
>>133158>Look guilty>Try to smile >Just end up crying>"I'm s-so...f-fucked up...I'm so s-sorry, Law.."
>>133158"I can't even do th-... that right."Tug our knees up to our chest. Try to be as small as possible. Maybe we'll just... disappear."I'm... completely broken, Law... I'm so... fucked up."
>>133179ThisAnd this>>133171I have to say that I picked up the story in the 3rd thread and now Im catching up with the pastebin.Fuck you, OP. I have to say that I have cried twice and Im just at the part where Delilah gets to the Food Market.
>>133171All joking aside, it does seem like Delilah might come out of this with a couple unintended kinks. Formative "sexual" experiences like these tend to do that.
Don't...don't throw up..."I'm...I don't think I'm okay..." Your back falls against the wall. It's the only steady thing for you in this moment. A grin comes across your face. It's broken, just like the rest of you. "I'm sorry...I'm sorry for always being sorry..." Your grin starts to fade as you slide to the ground."I...I think I'm...I'm fu-...fucked up..."As soon as you reach the ground, any remnants of your smile have faded and your tears stain the blouse."I'm..."Broken.Fucked up.A mess.Used up.Worthless."I'm sorry." It's the only thing you feel comfortable saying, but it has lost any impact it once had. You can only stare in Lawrence's general direction. The alcohol and tears make it impossible to see straight. You can hear Lawrence standing up from his chair, foot steps coming towards you."Don't come near me."They stop. Your breathing becomes harder. Is this what you want?"Go away." There's a pause, but you can steadily hear the steps going farther away. The further back they go, the less you want to be alone."Wait..."You hear the door open and close with a click.Your body collapses forward, forehead against the cold floor. You miss the warmth, the heat. You do want it, you want to be in light. It feels like the darkness it surrounding you, ready to swallow your body up whole. It's already eating away at the edge of your sight. You can't force yourself above a desperate whisper."Don't leave me."What is your biggest fear?
>>133273Being alone. Rejected. Unloved.
>>133257I don't think all the things Delilah has been through count as "formative". >>133273Death, being alone and helpless,
>>133273"One morning, as Gregor Samsa was waking up from anxious dreams, he discovered that in bed he had been changed into a monstrous verminous bug. He lay on his armour-hard back and saw, as he lifted his head up a little, his brown, arched abdomen divided up into rigid bow-like sections. From this height the blanket, just about ready to slide off completely, could hardly stay in place. His numerous legs, pitifully thin in comparison to the rest of his circumference, flickered helplessly before his eyes."
>>133294I think Delilah needs it more than me, tho.
Your heart hurts. It hurts bad. You're in pain and nothing can stop it. You claw at your chest, you tear at the shirt much too pretty for you.This is how your father died...isn't it? This is how you're going to die.Good.After your his death the idea of your own mortality scared you, even if you didn't fully understand it.But now you want to accept it with open arms. Take you away, away from everything awful.Don't you just cause your own misery more and more?You fear being alone forever.You fear constant rejection.You fear that the love you crave will be pulled away.Too late. You fear it yet it's all already here. If anything you should be use to this, no?You're the one to mess things up, and when someone wants to help...You did this to yourself. Rejection...loneliness...pushing away what little affection is given to you...You hate this. You hate everything.You hate yourself the most.Your shaky hand reaches into your bra...Ha...even if one of the few people you trust...You still feel the need to bring a knife...You can't even use this correctly.You just hurt people with it.If...if anything...You deserve to be hurt with it.You deserve the pain it brings.Flick the blade out...looking at your wrist...What do you do?Last update for tonight, sleep well!
>>133376Put it the fuck away, how about we don't cut ourselves?
>>133376Pop open a can of sardines. Eat. Repeat until the pain stops.
>>133376The only way how. Through the fucking heart.
>>133376S U D O K U
>>133376Throw it away, you can't even go through with that right.
>>133376Place the blade against our wrist, trying to focus past the blur of the vodka and tears. Past our shaky grip on the knife.... what if we fuck this up, too?What if this actually hurts the others more? Lawrence. Jessica. The kids...It can't come to this. Those men would go unpunished and they would hurt other girls. Drop the knife and take a deep breath. Maybe Lawrence will come back. Maybe the two of you can still finish that portrait...Crawl through the haze of booze and self-loathing and get back in the chair. Aaany time now...
OP:There is a mistake in lines 1700~1740 of the pastebin. Lots of repeated lines. Also I cried again.
>>133474The pastebin is a clusterfuck I apologize there will be a nice version made soon.
>>133480Its alright. It is the first thing I managed to catch.Also, keep doing the god work, Sue.
>>133480Go to bed sleepyhead
Till the morning!
>>133491>>133480Adding to myself, maybe we could get an imgur to save all the pics
Are these threads going to get archived, by the way? Last I saw thread 4 didn't get archived.
>>133283You'd be surprised by what can be considered sexually formative when you know next to nothing about sex, just that good feelings sometimes happen down there.Not arguing that it definitely would happen, or even that it should, but don't discount the possibility of something being formative at thirteen. Her getting molested clearly was, based on her behavior just now. It's not necessary a good kind of formative.
>>133578Check suptg's /qst/ archive.
Good morning Sue! Good morning Anons! How are we all doing toda...Oh. Oh nooooooo.
>>134071Hello anon, 11:42 pm here
>>133376 Remember:>Across for attention>straight down for results
>>133376>>134406acrossthen spit on the wound after to heal up
As you stare at your unmarked wrist, the blue veins traveling down your arm there are voices in the back of your head encouraging you. Though the fucking heart.Ha...you wouldn't be strong enough to do that. The grip on the knife tightens. Lawrence cut himself so easily yesterday...you can do that too...can't you? Just keep cutting till there's no more terrible black blood in you, all the hate and misery inside will just bleed out.You can't move though.If you died right now...would you turn into sea foam? You doubt any angels would offer to help you into Heaven. No...no that's dumb. You're a human.You would turn into the awful black goop from inside you and seep through the floorboards and right into Hell.You sit up, the feeling of sickness washing over your body.What are you thinking about doing? Killing yourself?What...what the hell is wrong with you...The morbid thoughts dance around your mind as you rise to your feet. It's hard, your bare feet freezing against the floor, but you are reminded of your heart beating.You're not dead. You're not dead in this moment, and that's what matters.You sway back to the work station.That's right, you have to get the portrait finished.You have to help the people who've helped you.You have to figure out why exactly you're in this situation.If you do this now...then that's just like closing a book mid-chapter.How dumb of you..You see the drawing board still tucked away. What does a monster look like on a page? You pull it out carefully, holding it out in front of you.Ha...what a terrible artist...There's a young girl sitting on the chair, looking off and away like she doesn't have much cares in the world. She's cute, she looks like she could grow up to be a wife, a mother, someone who would be a good person and go to Heaven.That's not a monster. Where are the claws? The big scary teeth? The awful lumpy body? How would this person hurt others.Ha...You hear the door swing open and Lawrence steps in.Blanket, glass of juice, even a bowl of soup are balanced in his hands.Stupid jerk.What do you do?
>>134641Drunkenly try to take a whiff at him.
>>134659Also, Drunk Delilah is so cute. except for the suicide part
>>134641Bawl out some more apologies and a thank you.Ask him why does put up with a monster like you?
>>134641I wake up to you guys almost suiciding. BAAAAAAWAdmit to our almost self harm and just start crying and hug him
>>134641Say nothing and just smile.He really doesn't hate you, does he?He actually cares...
"I don't actually look this pretty, you got it all wrong." You smile and put the board back. You're smiling but...it's not an actual smile, is it? It's a mask to hide what terrible thoughts you have.You reach up to wipe your eyes clean and realize you're still holding your open knife."Ah...th-that's right...I had been thinking about...y'know..." You point the tip at your throat absentmindedly, your hand much steadier from earlier. You see Lawrence ready to pounce, to grab the knife away from you."I'm not gonna...that's too uh..." You return the blade into it's place and slip it away. "Too um...scary."Exhaustion has you by it's teeth. You sit down, back against a desk."I think I need to sleep now..." Your head is buzzing. Lawrence sits in the chair in front of you. The glass and bowl are thrust at you.That would be smart, but you need these first.It's a little easier to read now then earlier. You take the glass first, drinking the sweet apple juice."Why?" You ask as you hold the still warm bowl next.You don't want a hangover in the morning. You know what that is?"Yeah, yeah I know what those are." You begin to spoon the soup into your mouth. The pork from earlier, everything tastes a bit off. That's just the alcohol though, isn't it?It's already snowing outside. By the morning it should be high enough to reach the windows."Scary."Maybe if you're short enough to get lost in it. He offers this one with a half grin....Is he ever going to bring up what you did before? You hope not...it was certainly...something...Awful. That's what it was.You bite you lip."Why...do you put up with an awful person like me?..."Lawrence takes time to think.You're alone at this point. I am too. It's easier to be lonely together.He wouldn't be alone if Michele was alive."What a sad reason..." You didn't mean for it to sound so condescending, it's still hard to control your words.It's a sad story"Yeah it is..." Your spoon clinks against the bottom of the bowl. Is there anything else you need before you sleep?
>>134961Mumble about affection."A... hug, maybe. I don't wanna... fall asleep alone..."
>>134961>hug Lawrence tightly>quietly cry into his shirt>"C-Can we...d-do this again when I'm not...like this? D-Drunk...?"
>>135017>>135019Both of these please.
>>135148Perhaps revenge isn't the answer. So far a lust for revenge hasn't gotten us anywhere, maybe we should put it aside for now.
AUGH HANG ON I WORDED THAT QUESTION WRONG
There's so much you want, there really is. It's almost selfish."I want to be able to have the picture finished."You want to see how the pretty girl will look."I'm cold...I want warmth..."You crave it. Enveloped, you want to be enveloped in it."I don't want to be alone."You're tired of loneliness. It's boring, it tragic, it's suffocating."B-but I think most of all..."Aha...now you're getting embarrassed. You hide your red face behind drunken fingers."I think I n-need a h-hug."This is the first time you've ever asked for one. Father never needed to be asked, mother never was asked.You feel him throw the blanket over your huddled body. He would be wary of getting close to you again, wouldn't he? Lawrence sits himself next to you. You've been close enough today, you don't actually need your hu-You're pulled in close. You hear a heart beat that isn't yours, feel breathing that doesn't belong to you, sharing space...your hands come up and pull yourself deeper into the warmth.It's such a lovely feeling for such an unlovely girl.You decide to pull it apart. Nice feelings can't last forever.You do lean your head against him instead of the hard desk behind you. It's a struggle to keep your eyes open, but you feel like it's fine to let them drift shut now."I've...done something awful tonight..." As your eyes close, you look up at Lawrence. He's staring at the door, a look of concern on his face. His lips move, talking to himself.'Me too'You don't ask him what he said and allow yourself to fall asleep instead. Of all the people who have hurt you, who do you feel is the most to blame?
>>135148I say the guy at the sport supply store.Our rage burns with the intensity of a thousand suns and I say Delilah should supplex him.Or try to locate her daughter and tell her what his father does.
>>135191Mom...Everything that's gone wrong has been rooted in what she did.
fukkin hell damn fuck so professional aha all according to keikaku ;_; i'll roll with any previous answers if I need to
>>135198>>135200We obviously want revenge on the sporting goods store guy. He was the first one to betray us and to shatter our view of the outside world. At that moment, we thought that normal people aren't vile and cruel and everyone would at least try to help us. But he was the first one to break us.But we can't blame him. We blame our mother. We blame her for killing our father, our only source of joy. We blame her for destroying our relationship with our grandma. We blame her for selling us to men that only wanted to take advantage of us. We blame her for everything bad that has happened to us up to this point. We blame her for breaking us, for turning us into a monster. Our mother... She turned us into the monster we are right now.
...There's such a fierce anger inside of you, from all of the people who have hurt you. All of them...just awful people...Even that man, with a daughter at home, was able to look past your tears and pleads and continued to hurt you.But...if you had to rank them...Your mother is the worst of them all. She's the reason the floodgate was opened, that all of this was allowed to happen.You know...you know that if you want to get your proper answers and any sort of closure...You will need to go back to that awful apartment, where it all started. You're going to have to knock on that door that kept you captive inside.And you are going to have to see that awful woman again....When you wake up, the light from outside is a filtered gray. The clouds must still be covering the sky...you wonder if it's still snowing. You notice that while most of your body is pleasantly warm...your toes are freezing. There's also a slight feeling of nausea, but nothing that you can't ignore. You start to move, but realize that if you do then Lawrence will fall over. You fell asleep against him but now it seems like the two of you are supporting each other.The radio is on low, you can hear people talking on it...a morning show. It's probably early morning now. You can hear Lawrence still snoring next to you.What do you do?
>>135314Listen in to the show.
>>135314Caress his cheek and thank him. Don't wake him, though. We can enjoy this human contact for a while longer...
>>135314Fuck being awake, this >>135389 and then close our eyes and nap a little longer. Lawrence will wake us back up when he's ready to move.
You decide to stay in place a bit longer. You tuck your feet in closer and listen to the voices coming from the radio. Two men are talking, something about politics it seems...something like receiving foreign aid...you don't understand any of it.It might be best just to go back to sleep, you're going to be stuck inside all day anyways. Besides, its too warm under the blanket to get up, just like those mornings as a kid when you would try to stay in your warm cocoon of blankets for as long as possible.You look up enough to see that Lawrence is still sleeping, which is fine as long as he doesn't end up accidentally crushing you. The hair on his chin has grown longer."You really need a trim..." You whisper, brushing the tip of your finger down the side of his jaw. Hopefully you don't sleep too much longer, but for now you can enjoy this. The only warmth you get at night has been from Buttercup, and her tiny body can only heat you up so much.As you try to fall asleep, you begin to think.How are you going to fill out your time today? You wonder about how long you are going to be stuck inside. If anything, the guys can probably venture out for supplies if needed. Claire's baby...is she really going to raise it in a place like this forever? Well...as long as it ends up healthy and happy. You remember hearing it make its weak noises...you hope it's warm enough now. If it's as close to Claire's body as you are right now...then it should be plenty warm.You hear the click of the lock and the door push open.Looking up you see Jessica pop in, she looks shocked and immediately closes the door. Your heart is beating fast, her sudden entrance scared you. Why did she run off so fast...?What do you do now?
>>135543Look in the mirror quickly and follow her.
>>135543It must have been 2cute. Oh well can't get back to sleep now, let's got tell her good morning and see if there's anything we can help with while we're cooped up in here. Being involved in something will keep us from remembering how we embarrassed ourselves last night.
Check surroundings and ourselves for anything embarrassing.Or try to keep asleep
>>135584Wait, didn't we ripped our blouse and have our titties out?!
>>135543... wait, did she think...Try waking up Lawrence. Can't do much moving around before making sure he doesn't tumble over.Give him a hug and a peck on the cheek. Thank him for the closeness and kindness.... maybe your loneliness does bond you.>>135607Shhh. We have to discover that when we're able to stand up.
>>135622>>135607>>135543Please Sue, I demand a sketch of this scene.
>>135607She has a bra on>>133376>Your shaky hand reaches into your bra...
Oh right, she's probably been figuring out where you've been. You reach up and pat Lawrence on the cheek, making him sit up."Morning." You say as you're allowed to get up now. Sitting in that position for so long as made your legs a bit sore, but you stretch it out. Your skirt is wrinkled now too, you attempt to smooth out the pleats but it will take an iron to get them proper. You feel a draft on your chest. Looking down you see that the top three buttons of your shirt were pulled apart from your little...'episode'...last night. You can get one of them closed but it looks like the other two are missing. You'll be able to sew new ones on easily, but for now you try to keep it shut. The work done to your hair is a mess now too, the new shortness will make it easier to brush through but it feels like its so much easier to get bedhead now. As Lawrence stretches and is probably dealing with his own vodka induced nausea you grab your shoes, slipping them on. Before you dash off, you decide that you'll start the bullying today."I'll see ya later." You say as you bend down and press a swift light kiss on his forehead. "I gotta see what Jessica wanted." You're quick to exit the room, before you can see his reaction. You're sure he'll get back at you for that later. Down the hall you can see Jessica pacing back and forth, hands at her bright red cheeks. She spots you as you're walking down to her and she all but tackles you."What's up?" You ask in a strangely cool manner. "Why are you all...red and stuff?" Jessica's eyes glance from your face, down your body, and back up at you."Me?!" She asks this in a panic tone. "What the hell are you doing?""What do you mean?" You end this on a yawn, and this fuels Jessica further."L-look at you! I don't see you all night, and when I finally do find you it's sitting in an empty room with your shirt open and....and Lawrence all up on you asleep...! Your clothes are all a mess too...do you smell like liquor? What the hell?" She doesn't sound scolding but..."What's the matter with that?" You're not fully awake yet, failing to understand the severity of the situation.Jessica looks amazed that you could ask such a question. She speaks again, her voice full of a seriousness you've never heard from her before."What's he to you?"
>>135730A good Samaritan. A guardian angel.... our prince.Don't comprehend the possible implications of what we say.
>>135730"He...saved me. He's my friend."But say it much more warmly, since a friend is something that means way more to us than usual.Then maybe realize why Jessica is freaking out and put her at ease.
>>135730I was his girlfriend last night ~~~I... My... M-My... F-Friend... B-Best friend... ~
>>135752>>135759Both of these.
"Lawrence? He's my..." You think about the words that would fit."He's saved me...I keep messing up and he keeps helping me..."Your face starts to heat up, your fingers come up to touch your cheeks."He's my friend...he's like my...prince..." As the last word comes out a warm feeling rises up inside of you. A monster with a prince to keep saving her...isn't the wrong? But the thought of your own prince...You can't stop the smile on your face and Jessica grabs your shoulders, practically shaking you."Hey! Focus! Friend! He is your F R I E N D! You don't hang out with a friend and walk out looking like you...you went for some wild...r-ride!" As you see the redness on Jessica's face, you click together what she saw."Y-you think he...? Ah! NO! I mean no, I did this to myself...my clothes I mean. I got...I got really upset last night...I got into some vodka and Lawrence was making sure I didn't get into any trouble...""V-vodka?! You drank? You're like....twelve!""I'm almost fourteen...""You're still younger then me! That means you're like twelve! I can't believe you did that just...you know what could have happened?""What?..."Jessica looks you straight in the eyes as she speaks."Look, he's a good guy, he really is. But Lawrence is still a man. Just because he's a good guy doesn't mean he's always going to have the best intentions, y'know? He could have easily have taken advantage of the situation-""He could any of the other times I have been alone with him.""Y-yeah but if you weren't sober-""You act like I haven't experienced this before. People haven't tried to do this, they have."As you say this the grip Jessica has on you lets go. Your voice was stern, much more then you originally intended but...You don't need a lecture on what you already know."I'm...I'm sorry...I just want you to be safe..." She sounds on the verge of tears."I know, I'm so-" Before you can apologize you can hear Lisa's voice calling for her. "I-...I need to go help her...I'll see ya later..." Jessica turns and runs off. You are alone in the hallway.What do you do?
>>135814Congratulate ourselves silently for defending the Law's purity. He is the purest.
>>135827Waifuism is the death of qsts. Do not fall for this trap Anon.
>>135940oops i accidentally a wordyou mean*>>135814we should probably clean ourselves up and stuff
>>135827Oh yeah, I think we can safely say beyond any shadow of a doubt that Lawrence is to be trusted. He could have easily done something when we were drunk and alone, but he didn't. If someone really wanted to do something to us, they would try to do it even if we weren't incapacitated. Some of them even took care of that for us.>>135814Are we hungry for blood yet?
>>135949>clean ourselves upalso this
>>135814Also didn't Jessica have sex at like 13 or something too? Who the fuck is she to lecture us, that fucking bitch. S-she's just jealous because she can't have sex anymore without spreading her disease!
>>135940>>135944>>135827>implying I make waifubait>implying THE LAW isn't a dirty virgin
>>135814Best get cleaned up a bit, then see if there's any breakfast. Some bread and juice might suppress some of the nausea.Marvel at the feeling of comfort human intimacy affords. Has it always been nice, or had we just been deprived of it for so long that... we'd forgotten?>>135827This too. The Law is strong and good, but we protected him this time.... we should definitely tell Jessica that we get where she's coming from, though.
>>135827This. Jessica's got some issues if she's wary of letting us be alone with Lawrence, of all people.
Your mood feels much more somber now, but it would probably be best to get washed up and changed. It's pretty weird walking around in this skirt now. As you grab clothes and some warm water in a bottle, you can see Jessica busy with Lisa.She seemed so upset but...you don't know...maybe later you should talk to her again. You take your stuff and go into a supply room. Carefully rubbing away the makeup and removing your nice clothes. Dressed in your much warmer and comfortable wear, you go back.Breakfast sounds great, maybe it'll settle yourself. John makes you another peanut-butter sandwich, and while you really want juice you settle for water. Sitting down, you eat your sandwich and are greeted by Buttercup. Pulling off the corners you feed them to her little puppy mouth. Once you're done you take a look at the shirt again, taking out your sewing kit. You need the button from the room to fit right, but for now the small translucent ones included with the kit will work. Easily you fixate the small button in place. It'll need ironing later and so will the skirt. For now you place them in your bag.As you play with Buttercup, you focus on your body. You don't feel the need to feed yet...it would probably be easier to try the blood in the snow once you're actually in need. ...You're glad that you experienced such closeness last night but...That'll make it much harder to sleep alone, won't it?What will you do now?
>>136181Go see what Aria and Mable are up to
>>136181Dig blood up.Snow is getting thicker.
>>136181Hm. I know I'm not really a regular voter, but I've been following this quest for a bit. Just wanted to put my vote onto the 'I hope she's a growing vampire' pile. This comes with the caveat she retains some control over herself when she finally matures, so to speak.
All these anons not noticing that Lawrence is a pedophile (as opposed to a child molester).
>>136236>implying it's not him wanting a little sisterJust like my late 80's/early 90's Japanese animes!
I have no idea whats going on here, I saw the first thread when it started but never kept up beyond the first few posts after Delilah got raped or something, and I recently started coming in just for the cute drawings of her since she's adorable but from what I've picked up the story is she's like, a fuckin' vampire or something? and we're in some kind of storm shelter? I don't even know, I think she got drunk or something, I'm so confused, all I know for sure is the OP's name makes me think of Johnny Cash. You guys keep doing whatever crazy shit you're doing here and making cute drawings, I'll try and catch up when that 'story so far' pastebin is cleaned up.
>>136292I think we THINK she's a vampire but no one is sure.
>>136233I mean yea I'd imagine a mature vampire would be able to control themselves. Otherwise how would you explain Delilah still being alive after having been bit by some other vampire from before?>>136236I was going to bring this up but I like Lawrence and he hasn't actually done anything to Delilah yet. Also age limits on sex are arbitrary. In some European countries you can start having sex at like 14 or some shit
You look out the window...the snow is piling up higher. If it gets too high you might have trouble finding your buried box of blood...hopefully the cover of the tree will keep it from being too deep.If it keeps snowing you might have to pull it out early...in that case you might have to force yourself to try it early. Gross...You push it out of mind and decide to look for Mabel and Aria. Talking to them might be a nice change of pace...Sitting in a chair is Mabel, hair pulled behind her ear. As you approach she looks up at you."What's up chick?" You notice that the earrings she usually wear are missing."I was just bored...I hope I'm nothing bothering you...""Nah, this might be exciting for you to watch actually." She grins as Aria comes back, latex gloves on."W-what are you guys doing?" You eye a needle in Aria's hand."Boredom, boutta take care of that." She grins more as Aria rubs an alcohol pad over her ear."She thinks she needs a third piercing on this ear." Aria explains.You have a set of piercings, but just the 'normal' kind. You don't remember what they felt like since you got them as a baby, but this looks...painful.Watching, you see Aria position the needle on a section of Mabel's ear and push in suddenly. Mabel flinches but only a bit, and Aria begins cleaning the area."Not so bad." Mabel feels the area and then looks at you."You ever think about doing something like this?"
>>136181Consider later asking Lawrence if he'd mind sleeping with us again.... next to us.For now we should see if we can't be useful somewhere.
>>136468No thanksDon't want them seeing our black blood and getting worried or freaked out
>>136468N... maybe a little, once or twice, but even the thought seemed too painful.... but if the cool girls can do it?
>>136468No. If we get our ear pierced then someone might see our blood.
>>136499>>136600T-too much iron in the blood, that's all.
"I uh...I never really thought about it..."Aria pushes a stud into the newly made hole. Part of you wants to try, to be adventurous...But your blood might freak them out. A bit of disappointment in your voice, you add on."I don't think I'm ready for that...""Eh, understandable. Maybe one day you'll wanna walk on the cool side." Mabel sticks her tongue at you.Bully...Aria swats her shoulder. "Be nice Mabel!""So how was last night?" Aria looks at you as she finishes cleaning Mabel's ear."I-it was fine...thanks for the help.""It's no problem, I love doing that kinda stuff!"Before you can find something else to do, Aria pulls something out of her pocket."Here, I decided these are your colors. You can practice on your own now!" Aria hands you a tube of pink lipstick and eyeliner."Thank you..." You say goodbye to the two and look around. You see Lawrence and decide to ask him if there's anything you should do, but he quickly walks away from you.Instead of chasing after him you stop. You see Jessica sitting with the kids as they play a board game.What do you do now?
>>136694Go join them I guess
>>136694>You see Lawrence and decide to ask him if there's anything you should do, but he quickly walks away from you.kek, maybe he's afraid of being called a pedo
>>136694Join them, ask if there's anything we can do because we're bored of sitting around.
>>136236I read back a little and you might be on to something>>136694Lawrence is probably embarrassed about the whole vodka fiasco, let's let him be for now an try to work things out with Jessica
>>136694Lawrence probably needs some time to think after last night. Maybe he thinks something... inappropriate, like... sex inappropriate, happened. Or he's embarrassed about the vodka.Let's join Jessica and the kids. We can tell her we know she's worried and know where she's coming from. How we're still... generally worried about other men.
>>136694We need to stop flirting with Lawrence, it might conflict him and actually make him distant from us. He is our friend, our guardian, our protector and our family. We need to be careful not to give him the wrong impression.I think Jessica has a slight thing for us, going beyond friendliness. We should divest some of our harmless flirting energy to her, see how her cut is, etc. Also, with revenge earlier, the man who raped us from the outdoorsman shop, he should be forced to watch his daughter be defiled in the same way he defiled us.Is it nearly the weekend yet? We should introduce Lawrence to the strippers who helped us, what feels like a lifetime ago. Hopefully they don't read the news, they were so nice to us...
>>136927I doubt Lawrence had enough to get blackout drunk as he was still functioning enough to get us some food and drink and generally talking care of use before sleeping. Also he's a big guy.
>>136939So, uhm. Who is gonna defile the daughter who is innocent and Delilah pre-outdoorsman? You think this one through bud?
>>136891sue what are you doing
>>136975Putting off writing
>>136891Sue please, my sides. Stahp.
You hope you don't make it too weird...You go and sit down with Jessica, she's helping them play something with dice. She doesn't look up at you when you come, but she does say hello. You watch as the kids start playing, it looks like she's just observing. "I um...didn't mean to sound so mad at you earlier..." You decide that it will be fine to talk here."Me either...""I just...I'm kinda in this weird spot..."Jessica smiles a bit and puts words to some of the thoughts you've had."You feel stuck, don't ya? Between like...an adult and a kid, right?""Kinda yeah...I feel like there's a lot I should be able to do on my own already but...then I feel lost and like...I have to have my hand held...""That's normal though. I mean, I still get like that. But doncha tell no one, I gotta seem cool." She grins and you can't help but return it. Jessica's face falls back to worried though."And I just...got scared. I was worried that you were being hurt again..." She looks down at her feet. "Even if it wasn't someone older like that...guys like to say and do stuff to make you think they like you, but really they just want...they want 'that'."You nod to show that you understand and continue to watch the kids.What would you like to talk to her about?
>>136943>he's a big guyfor Sue>>136939Getting in a relationship with Jessica is just asking to be infected with flesh eating shit. Also why not just kill the shopkeep and the foreigner and be done with it? And Lawrence probably doesn't want a soulless fling with strippers
>>137040Talk to her about holding hands.
>>137040Nudge her and smile. Thank her for caring.Ask her how the cut is doing.
>>137040Oh yeah ask about her finger
>>137040Also, >but really they just want... they want 'that'.Sounds like Jessica has some problems of her own
>>137147she explained it earlier
>>137154Oh. Right. I'm dumb.
>>137162I forgive you.
>>137040>guys like to say and do stuff to make you think they like you, but really they just want...they want 'that'.Yeeeeah, much as I like Jessica in general, her projecting is getting a little old. She's coming across less like she's worried and more like she's just a little sexist.Not that I think it should stop, since it's part of her character. I won't be surprised if Delilah picks up on it and gets annoyed, though.>What would you like to talk to her about?Thank her for worrying, but tell her Lawrence isn't like that. Stick to our guns and stick up for him.
>>137188Got to agree with you here Anon, the idea of Law (a man who has apparently never even had sex) abusing Delilah is somewhat ridiculous. Especially since he's had plenty of opportunities to do so and still hasn't.
>>137188>>137226anon's plsJessica has had a shit lot in life and is just doesn't want to see Delilah deal with the same shit
>>137235Too fucking lateI still say Jessica's just jealous because she can't do "it" anymore
>>137235Oh, it's understandable why she's projecting her biases onto someone who doesn't deserve it. Someone who went through what she did would probably do the same.I'm not saying it's bad writing or that Sue should have her suddenly stop. I'm just calling it what it is.
"Thanks...for caring, you know?" You smile at her and get one back.It's a weird feeling...having people care about your well being again. You start to feel like you need to take better care of yourself, if just for the sake of not making the people around you sad."Did your finger get any better?..." You decide to switch to something lighter. "Ah! I didn't even look!" You lean in as she removes her bandage."...""Uh...it doesn't look much different from yesterday...does it?""I don't think so..." Jessica wiggles her finger as she says this. There's light scabbing but for something that small...wouldn't it be healed already if your spit did work?.."Maybe it doesn't work anymore...""Nah maybe I'm broken." Jessica replaces her band-aid. "Thanks for trying, how did you think it worked like that anyways?""I uh...I licked a cut Lawrence had..." You see her look darken and you quickly add in, "It was when he let me...you know...feed. He had this cut, a bad one...and so I um...you know...from it...and it ended up healing right away.""Jeez that's scary...maybe you need to find a way to try it out on like...another person.:"Maybe...""Well...if it makes you feel any better...if I wasn't sick then I'd offer you a meal."You both smile and watch the kids for a bit. You remember Lawrence walking away from you."Hey...did you talk to him..?""Lawrence? No...well..."She looks away a bit before continuing."I...I didn't yell at him or nothing. I just asked him...to continue treating you nicely...that you deserve it...but that's all! I didn't scold him!" She scratches her cheek."And I mean...it's...it's not like I assumed he had...you know...with you...but I guess it was just like...mother bear instincts. Well...after I ran away like a little kid. Law is a good guy, I know that, don't think I don't..."She puffs her cheek. "Except for the fact that bastard owes me $20..." You laugh a bit at this, but still...why did he avoid you?...What do you do now?
>>137302Go ask the man himself
>>137302>"Well...if it makes you feel any better...if I wasn't sick then I'd offer you a meal."N-no way, I-I mean we couldn't...Lets go and talk with Law, assure him that we talked with Jessica and everything is OK, and that he better not ignore us or else we'll bully him relentlessly!
>>137302Talk to the Law Man
>>137302Give him a little more time.We really should introduce Sam to our... affliction. As the only one with any real medical experience, not to mention unusual experiences from Vietnam, he may have useful insights.
>>137302Kiss Jessica on the cheek as a token of our appreciation. Maybe Delilah isn't sure about the complete meaning of kisses.Make Jessica turn cherry red to confirm... lesbian thoughts
>>137423Anon, I appreciate /u/r vigor but Jessica is confirmed straight and clearly a big sister to Delilah
>>137423I'm pretty sure she understands the full meaning of kisses, anon. She understood that Jessica thought she and Law had had sex. Let's try not forcing romance, yeah?>>137302"Okay...okay, good."Feel relieved that Jessica seems to understand that Lawrence is a good guy, then maybe go talk to him again, now that we're sober.
>>137440>>137465I just want some... FORBIDDEN LOVEBy the way, are we completely straight?
>>137525Probably. We got a funny feeling from looking at Lawrence's magazines, but that's due to us being thirteen and Delilah.
You tell Jessica you will see her later and get up.Looking around you see that Law is talking with John...maybe it would be best to try and speak to him when he's not busy. You don't want to accidentally get him in trouble, and it seems like your 'secret' is safe with Jessica. Well...another secret now.How long can you keep your...'condition'...hidden? You can't feed from Jessica and Lawrence would need time to recover if your pig blood doesn't work...You look up and see that Sam is reading with Marilyn. You approach them and both of them greet you warmly. "And what can I do for you?""I uh...have a question for you as a...patient.""Ah, I see. Alright Lyn, scoot! Patient confidentiality!" He scoots Marilyn off his lap, she pouts but does as she's told. "Alrighty, what seems to be the problem then? It's not about your blood, is it?"What do you tell him?
>>137577Fuck itgive him the full scoopthe bite, the thirst, the withdrawsall of it
>>137577Everything we told Jessica.Say he can probably talk to the Law about it.And then realize we called Lawrence 'The Law' and start embarrassed panic stammering.
>>137577It's probably not, no.It's more... other people's blood...The >>137587Admit that it sounds crazy.
>>137623>>137615>>137587Oooooh this is gonna be risky but let's do it
>>137749I'm mad at Sue for not giving me pic related.
You sit down in the chair in front of him."It might be...kinda..."You make sure there is no one else around before speaking."Sam...you told me that story of the boy that...that tried to eat other people...""I did, it spook ya?""N-no...I've been living it. Uh...kinda..." You bite your lip."Ever since I've found this weird...I think its a bite...on my stomach I have had these weird...desires...and they don't go away till I drink..." You trail off the last word before continuing."I hate it though! It's...it's terrible...but then if I keep from doing it my body is in terrible...terrible pain...but then when I give in...I'm scared of it and I don't know what to do."You wait to see Sam's reaction."Now..." He sounds so...stern. "You aren't pulling my leg, are you?""No sir.""You're telling me you're sick, like that boy was?""I ...well yes...but not like he was. I haven't hurt anyone..."You decide to leave out the part with Lawrence in the basement.Sam is deep in thought as you say this."Now...if I hadn't experienced this first hand...I'd say you was crazy...I still think you are. And I wouldn't be trustin' of a crazy person, specially around my girl..."You brace yourself for his words."But you haven't given me a reason to not trust you yet. If what you say is true then I'm going to have to keep an eye on ya...but I won't leave you hanging neither. Can I see this bite?""I uh...I would have to take off my pants I think to show you...""You can show me later then, but for now..." Sam thinks some more."Well...I won't say for sure yet...but I'll tell you what. Lemme see my 'guy' in a few days and see if I can dig around for any information on this kinda thing. If there's any information, it's nothing you're gonna find in an official medical book..."He eyes you carefully."You're not gonna go around attacking people...are ya?""No sir.""Because you know what I did to that boy.""Y-yes sir...""Alright then. I'll look into your situation.""Thank you.""And don't you go tellin' Lyn.""Of course."You thank Sam and walk away. You see John and it seems like Lawrence has gone off else where.What do you do?
>>137762Wait until Sam gets the information.Also more shenanigans with the Law.
>>137762Go find that big jerk and tell him that we told Sam about our blood lust
>>137762Track down Lawrence so we can talk about last night. Leaving it... unresolved feels wrong. Plus we can mention that we told Sam about our... weird blood thing and he'd look into it.Only so many places he could've gone, anyway. We'll ask John if we have to.
>>137762Find Lawrence, try to work things out with him.
>>137774>>137784>>137797>>137868All of this.
You decide to help cut down time and ask John where Lawrence has gone."Lessee...the big guy went up stairs. I think he was going to go see what was on the second floor. If you go up, be careful missy. Don't need you fallin' through the floorboards."You thank him and go to find the stairwell. It's dusty, but you can see a few footprints going up and down it. You add yours to the mix as you climb up, watching out for cobwebs. There's signs of graffiti up here, but you don't understand any of it.Down the halls, trying each door. Just like the first floor most of these are either locked or jammed. As you go to the next one, you see a hole in the floor. Carefully you inch around it before continuing your search.A window in the hallway allows just enough of the winter light, and as you glance out of it you can see the tree. It's weird knowing that you have blood out there...waiting for you...You continue on. Down the hall you make your way, finally finding a door that will let you through, only since it is already cracked open. Slowly you push it in and look through. It looks like it's a classroom that's never been cleaned up, the desks and chairs still sprawled out. With his back towards you sits Lawrence, hunched over and his head in his hands. Even though he doesn't know you're here...The situation feels tense.What do you do?
>>138075Knock and call out. Ask if he's okay, genuinely concerned.
>>138075Also, as a small talk starter, ask him about the classroom.
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>>138075Knock and then tell him that we're a little concerned and we want to know if he's feeling OK. It probably wouldn't be a good idea to hug onto him right now, so we should just retrieve a chair and sit down after we ask. If he needs to say something he will, and if he'd rather not then he won't. We'll just be there if he does have something he needs to say.
Despite the door being open you decide to knock."It's me..." As soon as you speak Lawrence jumps up, distress etched to his face. He looks at you then behind you at the door way."I'm uh...I'm alone..."He looks a bit relieved but worry on his face remains. He slides back into the chair, hand at his head.You aren't really sure how to start this so you just meander around the classroom."It looks like they forgot this one...or maybe they were using it right till they closed..." You walk towards the window. From here you can see the front gate and street, all blanketed in a thick snow. There's no noise from behind you, so you try to carry the conversation."Maybe when the snow is stopped for sure we can go out, looking for stuff...I know it's probably impossible but it would be neat if I could find a Walkman. I've always wanted one but I never got the chance to get it, I heard that the ones that play those discs are getting popular. The uh...oh the CD's! Can you believe it? I wonder if they'll really push out cassettes..." You rambling and Lawrence isn't reacting to any of it.You come back and sit in a seat by him. You offer a smile."It's kinda like being back in class...well I didn't go to high school...and I guess you would be more like the teacher..." Hmm...smooth.You don't say anything else and just swing your legs in the chair a bit."I just wanted to know if you were okay...you kinda ran away from my earlier and I was worried I did something wrong..."There's silence once again, but it is followed by the sound of writing.What would I have to do for you to hate me?
>>138329"I...I guess you'd have to...hurt me the way that man in the store did...the way my mother let me be hurt...b-but I don't think you'd ever do that, s-so I don't think I'll ever hate you."
>>138329Oh boy.Erm.>I've done so many bad things to you I'm not sure you could do anything that would...
>>138364I like that one. That probably fits better than what I wrote.
>>138329watLawrence you are our rock, you saved us from whatever fate those Germans had planned for us, gave us a place to stay, people that cared about us and an actual chance to survive, and stayed with us no matter how hard we've fucked up, no matter that we are a monster, no matter that we almost fucking killed you. We can't hate you man.
>>138382Yeah, fuck those goddamn Nazis!
>>138364This BUT combined with >>138357Rape would kill our trust fast as an eyeblink, I feel.
>>138329>Law>Doing a bad ever. He'd have to do something completely horrible and out of character to harm our trust in him.
You wring your hands as you think about your answer."I don't think there's really anything you can do now that would make me hate you..." You look down and away."I mean...except for...for that..." Your hand clings to your stomach."If y-you...tried to hurt me like those guys d-did...or my m-mother..." You bite your lip and look back up."But I don't think you could ever do anything like that, so I don't think there's anything you could do that would make me hate you."You're thrown back when you meet Lawrence with eye contact. His dark eyes are locked with yours, a serious yet desolate expression reflecting back at you. He breaks it with a grin and a chuckle, but you can tell they aren't happy in the slightest.You say that, but I bet I've done something that will make you upset."Like what?"Maybe I'll tell you later.His face is in a crooked smirk, but his eyes and body does not match it."Why were you avoiding me earlier?" You decide to test the waters.You know how weird it must look for a guy to be all alone with a girl like you constantly?"I...well maybe but you're a good guy. Everyone here knows that!"Do you think Roger thought that in the alley?You feel a little a bit at unease by this, and you're unable to come up with a satisfying answer.What about the woman, in that store? When you asked me for help? Think she knew I was a 'good guy' when I nearly caved her face in?They are only words, but it feels like you can hear the anger and agitated voice in them."I...th-that was different..."What about the guy I told you about? Am I a good guy for putting him in a wheelchair for the rest of his life? After he started getting his own life together?You have no idea how to handle this situation right now. Lawrence's shoulders rise and fall as silent snickers come out...you know the laughter isn't for real...it seems more like a nervous habit. What do you do?
>>138526>So you've fucked up, everyone has, even me, especially me, but you've gotta keep going, keeping moving forward, don't let it hold you down and just try to be better. You taught me that. And if you can look past all the times I've screwed up, the least I can do is the same for you.Or something to that effect.also hug
>>138583add on some "Whatever you did, I'll be here for you! I believe in you Lawrence!" then hug combos
>>138526"You might have hurt some people, but you helped me when I needed it. You might have done some bad things, but you've done good things too."Everybody makes mistakes, you've only really fucked it when you don't try and make up for them.
>>138526"You haven't raped me yet so...10/10"
>>138526"If you're a bad person, then so am I. We try to do what's right, and we try to keep each other safe. If we're bad people, then at least we're bad together. N-Now what did you do that will make me upset? I wanna know so I can smack you once and get it over with! I-I'll just worry about it if you leave me hanging..."
>>138734If you want to tell me, I'll listen or read rather.You fucked up again Sue
>>138734>>138728Just apply this as a response to the latest post.
"Y-you're still a good guy! I mean...good people make bad mistakes sometimes, right? You've only helped me so far! And a-after everything I have done too! You can't keep looking at your mistakes...you need to keep moving on!" You feel like you're cheering him on at this point. "A-and no matter what happens, I'll be there to make sure you're okay! I'll be there for you!"You earn a scoff at this before you get the response.How do you know I'm not a bad guy who's done some good things?"B-because! Because...um...y-you've helped me..." You're struggling.I heard what you told Jessica in the hallway. I know what she thought."I explained it to her though! I told her what had happened, it's fine now!"And what about next time? And the time after that? Are you going to keep on trying to defend me? "If I need to, then I will! Against anything I can!"And if I'm a bad guy?"I...I will even then! You've helped me so much...a bad person can become good if they do good things...right?..."You think I can be your 'prince'Your face heats up so quickly."I meant that cause you've been there, catching me when I fall and a-all of that!"It looks like any of the previous light in his face has gone.Do you want to know why I think you'll hate me? Do you want to know why? Or would you prefer just living your little fantasy out?
>>138734Lawrence, buddy friendo pal boyo...I don't like where this is going.
>>138758No i didnt shut up ;_;
>>138771My vote remains the same, no matter how many times you delete!
>>138771THE LAW: I'm gay.
Gonna shower first then update, so take this nice lil sketch for now.
>>138799Thanks for the diabetes you fucker.
>>138771Whatever you did I'll think worse of you if you don't tell me!
To be quite frank, at this point, I'm automatically expecting the worst. He's a serial pedophile, rapist, killed his wife and kids, cannibal, something like that, I dunno- I've stopped worrying, honestly. As far as I'm concerned, as long as he hasn't done wrong by US, then I'm cool with him. Simple as that.
>>138838I'm pretty sure Sue is gonna say he got us drunk so he could rape us without knowing and he's acting all weird because he feels bad about it and he's worried someone will find out
>>138855That or...He's homosex
>>138855Yeah, but at this point I'm like... 'Okay, but did you actually DO it or what? If not, we cool.'I officially have stopped caring about the details.
>>138871Anon, embrace the gay
Lawrence being a conflicted person who doesn't always make the best decisions is fine. Having him turn out to be a serial rapist or having him secretly creep on us would be really dumb. There's been nothing so far fo indicate that he's anything but an awkward but ultimately decent guy who's trying to make up for his past mistakes. This quest is in a good place, quality-wise, Sue. Please don't ruin it by making the person who has given us the most and best opportunities for character growth into yet another person who hurt us because drama.
Damn niggas I was just tryna get clean
>>138933I honestly think that's what's gonna happen, or something similar. He was talking about how much he enjoyed making characters suffer and how he liked all the drama and that sorta thing. That plus that whole 'meeting like 3 rapists near back-to-back-to-back' thing kinda made me go 'Welp, this is probably gonna be one of those misery porn quests in due time. Can't wait until the girl finally stops taking shit and starts eatin' fools.' I feel no pity for anyone who crosses us. If the choice is 'get raped and abused' or 'become a nightstalking murderer who feasts on the wicked', then fuck it, THE BLOOD IS THE LIFE.
>>139014Sue, you tha cleanest nigga I know, tha cleanest nigga. DON'TFUCKTHISUP!!!
>>139017Wwll, hopefully it doesn't. That's significantly less interesting than what we have going on right now.That, and I honestly don't care nearly as much about the rest of the cast as I do about Delilah and Lawrence. Jessica is okay, but she's a distant third compared to those two. They have a good dynamic going, and if that goes away, there really isn't much else about this quest that would make me want to stick around.
Holy shit the pressure is on for Sue now.
>>139069Pretty much, yeah. Lawrence as he is is pretty much the best thing to happen in this quest so far.
>>139086It's really just a matter of if he can rein in his miseryboner. It's not a hard situation to write out, I feel.
>>139120Sue's the man anonthe manliest of men
>>139120he/she/it/they/quack idungiveafuck, haul that shit in.
>>139115Pretty much. Like I said a few threads back, having characters who are genuinely NOT trying to screw us over is an important thing for this sort of story, because it makes the bad people seem that much worse. Having good times is important, because it makes the bad times that much more meaningful.Bad things happening to us or the other characters is fine. Having every character be a source of misery for Delilah is just about the quickest way to make the story really boring.
"If you don't tell me...then I will always assume the worst..." You don't falter, you don't break eye contact, and you don't shrink away.You await the sound of him writing, the long wait between your answer and his, but it doesn't come. A grin unbecoming of him stretches his face and he moves with such a speed you were not prepared for. You don't move nor do you shake, but you have become aware as to how much bigger he is then you. You feel like a rabbit, ready to be snatched up in the jaws of a bear.His hand comes up and his fingers wrap around your chin and cheek ever so gently, turning your ear towards him. You keep yourself in check, but you can't stop your heart from it's rapid beating. Slowly he leans in, his mouth right by your ear, his breath sending a shiver down your back. He's being so delicate with you, but it only feels like the calm before the storm. "You rely-on me..." Lawrence's voice is low and rough, as if you could listen to rust. "And I-love it. The help-lessness..."Are you shaking from the fear of his words or the sound of his voice?"It makes-me feel-import-ant." Each syllable he forces out pushes a harsh breath to your skin. "Wh-en you ne-ed me-to save-you...""Wh-en you-tha-nk me...""Wh-en you pra-ise me..."" I love it..." He manages to push that last past all at once."I need-it...I need-to be-""Needed." You finish his words for him. Neither of you move from your positions, his hand still around your face. He's not holding you there to force you in place, yet you feel trapped.What do you do?
>>139184Welp. That's that.Feed, then bounce. Let's get vampiric.
>>139184Take his hand
>>139184So, totally unnecessary and wildly out of character manic grinning aside...are we supposed to be horrified that he likes being needed? That after failing to save his sister, he loves feeling like we need him, and he loves knowing he can protect us?I mean, he's being weirdly creepy about it, but he may as well have just told us he likes it when we sit and talk with him. Feeling needed or helpful or like we belong is a pretty basic human need.
>>139230It's not that he likes being needed. It's that he enjoys our suffering because it gives him a reason to be needed.
>>139230Yeah, like...if he'd just SAID it, that wouldn't be an issue at all. But he's being super OOC about it and moving like he's about to rape us or do something else bullshit...I dunno. I'm just exhausted at this point. Like, of the story. I don't know what to think now.
>>139245I'm trying to give Sue the benefit of the doubt, because a) that wasn't quite what he said; just that he likes our helplessness and that we need him. And b) him enjoying our suffering is quite possibly even dumber than him being a serial rapist.I'm trying to give Sue the benefit of the doubt, because the alternative is me dropping this quest altogether.
>>139279Why not just try to send it off the rails? Maybe THEN we could get some entertainment out of it. I have a mental image of her being a vampire who hunts scumbags Punisher-style for food. Not like there's a shortage of feed bags.
>>139184It would seem that we were right to be concerned, now is the time to withdraw and get ready to emotionally distance ourselves. Nobody else is going to take advantage of us.
>>139184Tell him to stop drinking.A hug too.
>>139291Because I like the story we have going, minus this last post. I have no interest in hunting down bad guys. I like the dynamic we have with the rest of the cast; especially Lawrence.Again, I'm really trying to give Sue the benefit of the doubt here. Lawrence secretly turning out to be getting off on our suffering is the equivalent of removing the most import and interesting of those dynamics.Honestly, aside from a retcon, I don't know what would salvage this.
>>139184"Everyone enjoys feeling needed, Law, no need to be such a creepmeister about it."
>>139332Same, really, I was just throwing out possible options, y'know? Like...'if it's gonna get stupid, let's at least make it a funny stupid'.
>>139338Also, this sounds funny enough. I like it.
>>139347Can't really blame you. I'd like to hear Sue's take on this, though.
>>139184Reach up and hold his hand, trying to fight through the discomfort of being restrained. He probably doesn't realize what this is doing to us. Just... rein in our stress and take a deep breath. There's nothing to worry about. He just wants us to hear this.He needs us to trust him. To rely on him. To need his help.Did Michele go through this, as well? Lawrence willing to sacrifice his own safety in an attempt to ensure her well-being... Are we... replacing his sister?That would almost seem fair for what we did to her...
>>139381Nah, man, that's just fucked up.
"Why...is that so awful...to be needed?" You break the prolonged silence. "Doesn't everyone want that? Isn't it a good thing?"Why does the situation feel so tense?You feel a slight shake in his body but he continues."Af-ter...Michele...died..." You feel his grip tighten, but it doesn't hurt."I de-cided...I mess-ed up...too...much al-ready..." His already weak voice wavers."I could...I-...couldn't...help...her at...home..." His hands follow the same path as his voice."I was...so foc-used...on get-ting to her...but I was too...too..."You can feel all of his effort come out in this last word."La-te..." His whole body has begun to shake now."A-after...she died...I didn't...have any...anything else...in life...nothing...to str-ive for...""L-Lawrence...""I got...on that...bus...thinking...I was...going to...jump from...the bridge...that night..."A violent shake wracks his body."I was...go-ing to kill...my-..." He is unable to finish his sentence. You reach a hand up to the shivering one touching you."Then I...saw you on...the bus...I th-ought...I could...get answers...before...I did it...that's why...I ch-chased...you..so long..."You feel his hands clench up a bit."And then...I found...ano-ther pur-pose...some-one else...I cou-ld protect..." His voice is much raspier then before, each word becoming harder to say."Some...one...to make...up...for all...of my...f-fuck ups..." He pushes himself away, looking down at you with the broken expression of a man losing it."And...then I...realized...I was...just...using you...for my...own need...I even...tried to...scare you...away now...because...I don't...don't want to...say"Lawrence backs up to the big solid desk."You thi-nk...I care...about you...but you're...just ano-ther...chance...for me..." He slides down to the floor, a hand clutching his chest."...to be...a good...man..." It looks like he is only a few small moments away from losing it. What do you do?
>>139399Huh. Who was the person who called this reasoning? Because man, you hit it from downtown.
>>139399"Aren't we just a fucked up pair"
Well it seema less crwepy and more pitiful now.
>>139399Give him his coat back. He needs it more than we do.
>>139399Take his free hand and tell him we understand but that it would also be nice if we could be real friends too, even if it takes some time. We could really use a friend.
>>139399Hug him. Tight.Make him stop talking. It can't be good for his throat.Also, >>139405>>139409and >>139408
>>139399"It sounds like you need me just as much as I need you, Law. I'm ok with that, and I need you to be ok with it too"
>>139399And yeah, it's like '...dude. My dad's dead, my mother sold my body to rapists, and I've been used and abused for several days straight. If the worst I have to worry about from you is overprotectiveness out of an obsessive desire to soothe your own soul, then to hell with it, that's a role I can play.'Better than getting raped again or something.
I can work with this. I'm glad this is the justification you went with, Sue.>>13939>tear up "I-I don't care why you saved me, you dummy... All that matters is that you did. I think we n-need each other a lot. J-Just don't scare me like that again...and don't...d-don't even think about killing yourself, okay? I want to stay with you and talk with you and look at your drawings and take care of everyone like you're taking care of me, and I can't do that on my own unless you stay with me and be my friend like you have been all this time...">start crying part way through that.
Ahhhhhhhhhh why are my eyes waterySo I guess we actually ended up being his sister that night :^)
>>139426Don't worry about it Anon, its just raining.
>>139423Keep in mind he's said he doesn't really CARE about her as a person. He doesn't see her as a friend, he sees her as a long term objective to accomplish, 'Keep her safe.' so that he can say to himself, 'hey, I'm not worthless' before he goes to bed at night.
>>139431which in turn makes us not worthless ourselves
>>139431With how fucked up Delilah and Law are, we can live with it.
>>139431Think about it, even if you saw our little girl~ Delilah as an objective, considering all the things they have been through I guess, after all, he genuinely cares for Lilah
>>139431That's a very human motivation though, it's understandable and there's no indication yet that Law will do us harm to fulfill that need.
>>139440>>139444>>139446No, I'm cool with it, like I said earlier. Just let's be aware of where we actually stand with this guy.
>>139446Disregard trip pls.
>>139431I assumed the whole "I tried to scare you just now" thing meant "I didn't mean any of the retarded, OOC shit I did in the last post, that was just to try and scare you away."I could have misread that, though.
>>139463kekyou handled it pretty well so far t.b.h.
>>139463All is well, you did good Sue. I almost wish you would give me more excuses to bully you~
>>139463You managed to dodge a horrible story twist so far, but I'm not gonna relax just yet, sorry. Still on edge.
>>139399I think you care more than you think, Law. If Delilah was YOUR LAST CHANCE TO BE GOODMAN then you wouldn't be silly and let her get drunk and shit. You'd be rigidly responsible and not emote at all.
>>139463I mean, I'm not angry or anything. I'm just not sure how seriously we're meant to take Lawrence seemingly enjoying our suffering and not really caring about us.
Okay, something just came to me. Do we have a goal besides 'Survive.'? Because as interesting as all this is, I can see it getting a touch old, player-wise, before too much longer.
You watch as Lawrence opens his mouth to speak, but the only thing to come out is the hoarse and exasperated sob. You watch as the grown man in front of you breaks into tears, his other hand coming up to his face.Rising out of your chair, you take careful steps towards him. As you approach you can see he's squirming, trying to turn away from you while also being trapped in his own angst.You kneel down in front of him, and he refuses to look you in the face. Never have you been in the position where you were doing the comforting, but you act as if it all comes naturally. Tugging his hand away from his face, you wrap your arms around his neck, pushing yourself closely against him. You can tell he wants to push you away or at the very least escape, but you don't let him. Through his shivers and shakes you tighten your embrace."I would love it if I could be your friend for real then." You keep your voice steady and calm, and it's more then enough to crack the last of his defense.This time you're the one being squeezed back, such a ferocious grip around your body but you endure it. It's always been you in tears, the one needing the affection, the one being for help.And now you can offer it back.You let him sob against your shoulder. It's not loud, Lawrence can't be loud. It's all coming out though, all the pain that has been bottled up inside and you can tell even without words."We're just two...messed up...pairs, aren't we..." You whisper this, but it's not really a question that needs an answer. His hands clutch at your tighter.It's easier to be lonely when there's two of you....The window is cracked and Lawrence is leaning out, a cigarette lit in his hand. You're sitting by him, watching the smoke carry out in the breeze. You held him for a while, and it was hard to pull away. There hadn't been a word between the two of you after this. You're almost surprised when Lawrence passes you a note.Are you planning on always doing this? Living on the street, running from your mother and the police?
>>139496find a happy ending
>>139496Technically you players can make Delilah do whatever.
>>139511...We probably SHOULD do something about Mother. Hint hint. Aside from that...No clue. I don't wanna live like a hobo for the entire quest, but I dunno any particular objective that can be accomplished at the moment without the police and the old bag noticing us. Anyone got any ideas?
>>139511"I haven't really had much of a plan at all but I don't want to be on the run forever. I know I'll need to confront my m- her eventually but I'm not sure if I'm ready for that yet."
>>139511"No. I don't want to have to run anymore. I want to ask my mom why she did...wh-whatever she did to make me like this, and why she let those men hurt me, and then...then I...I want to come back here and live here with you and everyone else."
>>139525>>139524Not being cheeky or anything, genuinely curious:Do you guys think that the confrontation with ye olde bitch WON'T end in blood? I think it will, honestly. Or at least has a phenomenally high chance of it.
>>139496We could work to satisfy our lust for revenge? We could work to resolve our psychological injuries. We could try to discover the extent of our powers. We could try to cure Jessica of her illness so she can have a normal relationship again. There are a lot of major things we could work to resolve.
>>139511Deal with the issue with MomFind out what's wrong with meSee if weird diseases in Vietnam are related to the weird diseases Jessica and I have>>139496I think the world is shaping up to be pretty interesting. US is undergoing an economic crisis, something about foreign aid, and mysterious diseases popping up and changing the course of the Vietnam war. I want to see what Sue has in store for whatever's going on in the supernatural side of the world.Also, um, could someone drop a discord link again? The one in the beginning of the thread expired and I just caught up on all the threads.
>>139537https://discord.gg/0107qV9kiFDkpYWQSI gotchu senpai
>>139541Wow, thanks! I am loving this quest so far, by the way, it is a nearly almost completely perfect match to the kind of stories I like reading about. The MC, the amount of suffering going on, along with the supernatural/urban fantasy theme in a somewhat modern setting hit all the right spots.
Goals for Delilah:- Revenge from the dude from the store.- Big climax- Confront her mother- Be happy- Then die.
>>139511"If I have to, but I think I'd like not to. Someday."
>>139548there were two dudes at the store
>>139548Silly anon, we're a vampire. We're never going to die.No, we gotta start our own clique of cool depressed teenage vampires. Then take over the world.
"I don't want to stay on the streets...not really. But most of all...I think I wanna find out why I'm here." You look out the window."Why my mom...betrayed me. Why...why those guys thought it was okay to do what they did to me...and..." A hand brushes over your bite."How I ended up this way." You look back at him. "And then, I never wanna worry about running away."Lotta promises from a little girl.You smile and punch at his shoulder."Okay Mr Scaryman. Oooh look at me!" You square your shoulders and puff your chest out, speaking in a low manly voice. "I'm gonna try and scare away this poor girl like a jerk even though she just wants to help me!"You furrow your brow and puff your cheek, trying to look mean. You're demeanor is sent flying with a well placed flick to your forehead. "You're never going to pick up a nice lady if you keep that up!" You whine as you rub your forehead. Lawrence just smirks at you and continues smoking. He scratches down some words on his paper.If you promise not to tell anyone I cried, then I'll help you out, alright?"Alright, but you have to promise me something."And what's that?
>>139599Best buddies forever?
>>139599You wont leave me alone
>>139599>And what's that?Spit on Sue.
>>139599"Show me your v-card."
>>139612Yes. Best buds fist bump..
"Well...you have to show me where you're hiding your v-card-"As soon as you say that Lawrence wraps an arm around your shoulder and digs the knuckles from his free hand into your scalp."I'm so-rry!" When you're finally released from your bullying, hands rubbing your sore head, you give a new offer."Ouchie...okay...okay how about...best buddies then?" Do you have to make it sound like you're in preschool?"Augh! Friends! Be my friend dangit!" You stick your hand out to him, and his own easily envelopes it."This shake means you can't go back on it, alright? You have to keep it, or a thousand pins will stab your eye!"And you brought it back to preschool."...please don't bully..."By tomorrow the snowfall should have stopped. Moving around might suck but it can be doable. Don't focus too much on that though, try to focus on just being happy or something today alright?Lawrence finished his cigarette before his next message.What are you planning to do today?
>>139676Maybe listen to the news or something?Find Jessica and reapply healing spit?Learn to draw from Law?Scavenging for supplies?
>>139676Oh wait start writing, that was our dream job, let's start working for it
Here, take these
>>139676Try being happy, or at least less...sombre. If not for ourselves, then at least for Lawrence. The less he can worry about whether we'll do something bad, the better, right?We could check if there's anywhere in the school that still needs investigating. We're lighter, so maybe we can get across where the floor is less... solid.Maybe there's some intact lab equipment somewhere that Sam could use for something. Or just more books.
"There's no much I can do right now..."Maybe I can show you how to draw me with proper looking hands and not freakish claws.Ack....the story and picture you did. Your face heats up."I...I wouldn't want to take drawing lessons from a big jerk like you!"That's good, I think you're a loss hope.You beat at his shoulders with your tiny fists."I don't wanna draw anyways!" You puff your cheeks and look away."I'd...I'd much rather write anyways...it's easier for me..."Your story was surprisingly easy to read.You're ready to accept the compliment when a second part is added.Especially coming from a girl like you. You decide to crumple the note in your hands instead. Another is immediately handed to you.Maybe you want to practice writing then? If you give me something to work with I can even draw you something up."Ah...r-really?"Long as it's not dumb. I only draw cool stuff.What cool thing would you like Lawrence to draw for your story?
Last update for tonight!
>>139748A small fish triumphing over the dangers of the ocean and eating other fish and growing into a big fish that eats everything?
>>139748A guy on a motorcycle fighting a dragon.
And one more sketch of Marilyn.
>>139748A lone knight, a crusader, gazing out towards the Holy Land.Deus Vult.
>>139748 A rabbit and a bear
>>139748Donald trump as Lawrence fighting a dragon with drawings while saving Delilah And Yuri with Jessica [spoiler/]
>>140571Kill mmeeePliss no bully
>>140571You're a big silly dumb, why did you mess up the spoilers Anon, why did you do it?
>>140571who is yurisounds like some russian dude
>>140742sounds like a russian manlet with an iron jaw
"Um um well let's see..." You feel put on the spot. Your mind wracks over the possible ideas you could do, discarding most of them."What about...no no...uh and ah...no..."It's like being thrust into the spot light."W-what about...a uh...a bear and a r-rabbit. But the bear is l-like...like a big strong knight, and he's on his way to protect his woods and the rabbit keeps making it h-hard for him...."Can the bear ride a motorcycle?"What? No! He's a bear!"Lame, I love motorcycles.You're prepared to scold Lawrence but decide against it when you see him laugh. Despite the genuine upbeat expression, you can still see the redness around his eyes and cheeks from earlier. A pang of pity hits you."We should probably head back down stairs." Lawrence tosses the cigarette butts out and fastens the window. Back out in the hallway you go, the floor creaking as you do."I can't believe there's that huge hole just in the middle of the floor like that, how awful would it be to not see it and fall thr-"As you are about to finish your sentence, you feel your step sag into the floor. You are unable to stop yourself from stepping forward."....ah?" You feel the sudden downward motion of your body as the floorboards beneath you crack and splinter, your leg and then the rest of you falling through. By instinct you grab the edge of the floor to prevent going through, and you hold on long enough to be pulled up."Thank you..." You're a little shaky as Lawrence sets you back on your feet. Brushing off your legs, you're a little dirty but no worse for wear. Lawrence is peering down the freshly made hole and you carefully look over his shoulder.From what you can tell it leads down into one of the classrooms below, one of the ones you haven't been to before.What do you do?
>>141108Adventure!~And by adventure, we'll of course make sure it's safe to go down there, and then actually go down there. There could be something useful, or there could just be rats.
>>141108See if you can't find the door into it from the lower floor.
>>141108Have Lawrence lower you down
>>141108push Lawrence in as a jokesay we didn't mean it and start crying when his spine is broken and he's paralyzed below the waistthen lick his spine to heal it
"Jeez that room is huge...I think it's one of the locked ones too." You watch as Lawrence removes the loose floorboards away to reveal the way. It's not too big, but you feel like you could slide in through the hole."I think I could unlock it from inside if you lower me down."Are you sure? It's a bit of a drop."I'll just try to land on that table right there, see it? Then I can let you in from the inside."Lawrence clears out as much of the boards as he can before agreeing to lower you down. Holding on to his arm carefully, your feet dangle and search for the stable surface. As you let go there's a fear that you'll fall over, but you manage to find your spot."Okay...okay I'm good. Head down and I'll have it unlocked for you!" As you watch Lawrence disappear you jump off the table and go to unlock the door.As you wait for Lawrence to go all the way down the building, down the stairs, and come back, you decide to take a look around. It looks like this room had been a science lab for the students. Long tables and stools take up most of the room, big empty cabinets line the walls, and a large blackboard with half wiped notes remain in the room. It's incredibly dusty as you look around. One of the cabinets look to still hold some of its remnants, but a lock on the door prevents you from entering. A door, only up to your hip, is hidden halfway behind one of the cabinets. In only a few minutes Lawrence enters the room, out of breath from rushing back.What do you do?
>>141200try to break into the cabinet
>>141200check out the secret door
>>141200Ask Lawrence if he has anything to break open the locked cabinet. Maybe his big, strong arms.Or some kind of crowbar.
>>141200Point out the door to him, that's not normal for a school is it?
"Do you think you could break into this?" You ask, pointing to the locked cabinet. Lawrence tries pulling it open, but the contents inside shake too much.Not at the moment I can't, I would need some sort of tool to jimmy it open. If I force it now then it the stuff inside make break.You look in through the long bars barring entry inside. You see boxes and boxes containing items such as dissection knives, gloves, alcohol wipes...on the higher shelves you can see an array of glass and marked containers."Okay...okay that makes sense...what about that cabinet?" You point to the one attempting to conceal the door. "Think you can move it?" You step back as Lawrence pushes against the solid wood furniture. Even for him it takes plenty of effort to move, and there's a moment of panic as you see it sway and fall against him. Gritting his teeth and bracing his legs, Lawrence manages to win in the fight against gravity and pushes the cabinet upright again.Now you can see the door clearly, despite all the dust covering it. It was made to match into the wall, and if it wasn't for the tethered handle you might have missed it. Grabbing on you try to pull it open....A few steps back, you watch Lawrence try to pull it open. It takes some effort, but with the hinges screaming to be oiled he manages to pull open the secret door. Kneeling down, you can see that a short passage that leads into another room, though the room in the back is too small to see. Even with Lawrence peering his flashlight down you have trouble making out what it contains while standing outside.What do you do?
>>141287take the flashlight and venture forth
>>141287We should definitely tell the others before we start spelunking into suspiciously concealed rooms, as well as make sure there aren't any rats that'll get spooked and bite us.
You want to venture in, but you know that it might not be the smartest thing to blindly charge in....Soon you, Lawrence, and John are crowded around the entrance. You had explained to Sam what you had found and he mentioned the possibility of a secret storage room. John pipped in that he would help you find out what could be inside. "Well...it looks scary as hell." John's curtness of the situation doesn't really help you much, but he surprises you when he gets on his stomach and just crawls in. Lawrence and you watch as he pulls himself in, his ankles and feet poking out of the frame. His muffled voice tries to travel from inside."We can't hear you!" You shout at him, and suddenly John quickly begins to squirm and wriggle about. Is...is he stuck?...Lawrence and you grab at what is available of his body and help pull him free."-DAMN-...IN MY HAIR!" John springs up, shaking himself and his head wildly."W-what did you see?" From his reaction you feel like he must have saw something terrible."AH DAMN SPIDERS-...ah, inside? Well there's a room, that's for sure. It looks like there's some supplies in there and a bit of a weird smell, but I don't think anything is going to grab ya..." John picks off a little spider from his hair and flings it away. "...specially since I just cleared out all the cobwebs for ya...I can't fit much further in and Law sure as hell can't. If you wanna go in you'll fit but I don't blame ya if you don't."Do you want to go in?
sorry for the late i got distracted by a nap
>>141527Oh we're far past the point of no return!What's the worst that could possibly happen?At least it's not moths.
>>141527Spiders are fine. We can totally do this.
Is a spider gonna bite us and then spontaneously combust or something?
"Okay...okay sure, I'll do it." You feel less confident when you are given the flashlight. "If anything, just scream and ole' John here will come after ya missy." John smirks and points his thumb back at Lawrence. "Less the Law here decides to rip down the wall for ya first."You get on all fours, pointing the flashlight in. The floor of the passage is rough concrete, like it had been poured in a hurry. You take your first movements in and instantly feel the claustrophobia from the situation. Just a short crawl...you can handle a short crawl right? To your disappointment, the room is hardly any bigger then the crawl space. You are only able to crouch inside. Unlike the basement this room is much smaller, what little space there is covered in boxes, tarps, and dust."You alright in there?" You hear John's voice travel down."Yes! It's just...really tiny in here...who was this built for..." You pull one of the tarps away, causing the stack of boxes to topple. "What was that?...-Law calm down I'm sure she's fine-""I just-" You cough as the dust fills the air. "I just knocked down some boxes is all."Kneeling down you set them up right. It looks like cans...should be able to use them, right? As you pull one of the big boxes to you a shiver runs down your spine.Is...is that...? You shine your light at the newly exposed corner.In it sits the small frame of a skeleton, not much bigger then you, in a faded and musky dress.What do you do?
>>141582Come on, dude. Think logicallyWe are going to get spider superpowers and then fight crime with The Law.Spider superpowers on top of our vampire thing.
>>141597Freeze, slowly crawl back out, say what we sae, and then stsrt jabbering.
>>141597GET ME OUT>GET ME OUT OF HERECAN'T GET OUT>GET ME OUT OF HERESAAAVE ME!https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OSCiMbMVDLI
>>141597>You get on all fours.L-lewd>What do you do?Skeletons can't hurt us. Freeze. Go back. Report findings and then loot the boxes. Maybe hold a small funeral or light a candle.
>>141597Steal the dress.>>141546Moths are nice. I hate this stigma that just because you leave your clothes outside for them they are malicious.
Calm, be calm...it's just a skeleton.You back up towards the entrance.It's the skeleton...of a dead girl...Despite the cramped space, you run out of there with such speed. Alright, you're out of there, now you can just need to calmly explain to the two confused men what you saw."Wassit missy? Didja see a spider?""I just saw a skeletonofalittlegirlohmygod-"Smooth, nice job remaining calm Delilah."Wait...skeleton? In there?"Instead of answering you can only accomplish nodding quickly....You, Lawrence, and John peer into the hole as you await for Mabel to reappear. Her head pops out, dusty and annoyed. "I uh...I'm stuck."Mabel is helped out of the secret door, a tarp in her arms. She sets it down, and you can see she has wrapped up the body inside."I don't think there's anymore dead people lurking inside." Mabel says as she dusts herself off. "Didn't expect to find...well...a kid though.""Are...are we going to bury it?" You ask, as all the adults are just starring at the wrapped up bundle."Can't really do that. What d'you think it would look like if we walked out carrying something like this? They'd think we were running a human slaughter house." John sounds serious, something you haven't seen from him before."He's right, can't take it to the police neither. They'll ask where we found it and then we're outta another home."It seems like...they have been down this path before.You should find something to do for now while we figure out this situation
>>141705Work on staving off Post Traumatic Skeleton Disorder.
>>141705Leave it be, entomb it
>>141705Stay and helpThey need someone that can get into that room and Mable's big butt was just stuck
>>141868Are we sure the skeleton isn't just an anatomical dummy? We are in a school, and this is a science classroom.
>>141944I think they would have noticed if it was a dummyThis was a real little girl that died. Probably Sue's first victimWe've got a real mystery on our hands here and it's up to us to solve it
>>141962I'm not a killer! I'm much too lazy!
>>141980We know Sue.
>>141705Loot the room and point out that locked cabinet. Maybe someone has, like, lockpick or something.
"It's alright, I'm not a kid you know. I'm not scared by a sk-skeleton." You try to keep the tough demeanor despite your wavering voice."Alrighty, if you're not scared then how bout going back in there and pushing that stuff out? Maybe we can find something about this chick."You would rather not, but you take the flashlight and venture back into the storage. Even though the skeleton is gone the idea of someone dying in such a small space if horrifying to you.You can't make out the words, but you can tell that the three of them are discussing what to do. As they talk you work on moving the boxes out. Five boxes, each one filled with canned and nonperishable foods. You push them one by one into the classroom, returning back in after the last box to scrounge the area. You look and look, but aside from the tarps there seems to be little else. As the light does one last sweep, a slight sparkling catches your eye.It seems to be a ring, a plain silver band. You hold it tightly in your hand as you crawl out to the open space. Examining the ring in better light, you can see there is a message craved inside of it.To my dearest AmyAmy...you remember seeing this phrase before...Oh...wait...You pull out the penny you had found in the basement. The portrait of the young girl's silhouette looks back at you...Did you find Amy?"...we'll just have to put it back I guess.""That's so awful...putting her back in the dark like that...""I know missy, but we can't really risk carrying a dead body outta these doors.""..."You watch as Mabel goes back with the skeleton in her arms, placing her back into the place that will now serve as her tomb. The door to her is closed, and silence fills the room."Ah...well..." John picks up one of the boxes. "Better take these in and see what we got to work with." Mabel and you each grab a box, Lawrence the last two, and you all help John carry the supplies back. Your box feels incredibly heavy...As you set the box down you can feel the penny and the ring in your pocket.What would you like to do now?
>>142061First suicide, and now I come back from work to SPOOKY SKELLIUM HOLEShow the penny and the ring to the others
>>142061Time to go full point and clickCombine the Penny and the Ring
Going back through both the Quick Glance and the Pastebin I noticed something, probably just a coincidence...But hard candy is a, as defined by Urban Dictionary, "an underage girl - often aged 12 to 16 - who is particularly attractive and/or gullible." And I point it out because the police officer form the beginning have Delilah some literal hard candies. Is this some kind of foreshadowing, Sue?>>142118Seconding.
>>142240Hard candy is also that creepy movie starring Ellen Page.
>>142061Show the others the penny and the ring, mentioning how you found them among supplies both times. Though it's probably nothing...Also see about finding a moment to show Sam the bite. Maybe ask Mabel or Aria to be around for a sense of comfort and security.
>>142302Does that mean that we will get our revenge on the Camp store owner like in the movie?
You pull the penny and ring out of your pocket. Lawrence and Mabel look preoccupied with taking out the food, so you get John's attention instead."Hey...I found this in the room with the uh...girl..." You pull out the ring and hand it to him, along with the penny. "And this in the basement.""Well damn, look at that. I haven't seen one of these in a while." John examines the penny with earnest."What is it?""Ah well, we use to call em 'sweetheart pennies'. Back when I was in the army they were pretty popular. Lotta people had trouble coming across paper and canvas for a while and stuff like pennies and nickles were pretty worthless. If you wanted to impress someone you'd take a couple of 'em to a penny melter. They'd make the stuff flat and then you could pay someone to put a portrait on it. Ladies loved em cause they could put em in their necklaces and carry em around, and guys liked it cause they could take em when they were drafted or even have them sent in letters.""Isn't that illegal? Messing up money like that?""Eh, it's a fine line. Course they went outta business when the feds cracked down on that kinda stuff, so it's pretty rare to find em."He hands the items back to you."Y'know missy, it's weird. She had all this food and water, but she didn't touch none of it. Didn't look like she had been shot or nothing either, I don't know if she actually died there or if she was put there. Pretty sad either way." John has a somber look fall over his face. "I hate seein' something like that happen to kids y'know? I always think bout my own-" John quickly stops what he's saying and doing, a distantly staring off. You decide to change the subject."Do you think there would be any old school records here?""...""J-John?"He suddenly snaps back as you say this."Ah sorry, what were you askin' me?""School records, do you think there would be any?""Well...maybe in the front office? Locked up tight though from what I remember. If you can wait an hour or so I'll give ya something you can use to get into those doors."John gets to work cleaning off the filthy cans.What do you want to do to pass the time?
>>142413...We should learn to play cards. Not a joke option, either.
>>142461Talk to Mabel and Aria
>>142413Ask Aria for moral support while showing Sam the bite. If she asks, we can tell her it's some weird bruises we've had for two weeks.Then maybe just talk with her for a bit. Hear how she met Mabel, and maybe why her parents don't approve of their relationship.Is her being happy not more important than... whatever else they feel she should be doing.
what even happens on the discordare you guys talking shit about me
>>142577Yes. Come join us.
>>142413If Sam's not busy get a moment alone with him to show him the biteIf he's unavailable start writing
You decide to go over to Aria, who is brushing Marilyn's hair."It's so nice and thick...you got this from your gram, didn't ya?" Aria is pulling a comb through Marilyn's straight black hair."Yeah, how did you know?""You have those cute Asian features, and you can see it in your hair." Aria rolls Marilyn's hair into a bun, fixing a big bow to it."There we go...all done." Aria greets you when you approach."Oh hey Bunny. Did Mabel help you guys out fine?""Yeah, but I was hoping you could um..help me with something."Marilyn thanks Aria and runs off."What's up?""I uh...I have these...bruises...I need Sam to look at. But I'm a little embarrassed to show him alone. They're right uh..." You point at the spot near your stomach. The marks rest just underneath your the band of your underwear."AH! Yeah sure! You just want me to be there so you're not alone?"You nod and Aria jumps up. "Cool, no problem, let's go."The two of you come up to Sam and tell him that you're ready to be examined. He leads you to a separate room and has you remove your pants. You're more embarrassed then nervous about this, but with Aria there you are able to slip them off. The teacher's desk is used for the makeshift examination table and you lay back on it."Alrighty lets take a look. I promise this will be over fast." With a shaky hand you pull down the band of your underwear just enough to show off the two bumps. Sam's hand reaches up and touches them and you do your best to not flinch away."Huh...this is strange...""W-what is it?...""You said this was a bite, right?""I think so...no one else has looked at it.""Well, I can't say for sure now that these seemed to be so healed up. But they don't seem to be from any animal I'd recognize.""What?"Sam thinks a bit and writes down some notes in a small notebook."You think this has something to do with your..ah...'condition'?"You nod."Well, like I said I'm going to look further into it. I need to get the monthly supply of medicine within a few days. Just hold out till then, and let me know if anything else goes wrong, alright?"You thank him and get dressed again. You also thank Aria and let her go back to her business. Lawrence comes up to you, a long thin piece of metal in his hand, gesturing back that John gave it to him.What would you like to do now?
>>142671Investigate those school records and see if we can find any Amys.
It will be too dark to investigate in safety in a short time, so you decide to investigate first. Afterwards you'll get to writing, your finger has been itching to do it."Would you mind helping me into the office?"Lawrence looks lost so you elaborate."I find these..." You show him the ring and penny "And I am pretty sure they are...were...those girl's. John said there might be some school records in the office and I guess I'm just...curious."Lawrence agrees to help you and you set out to find the office. In a hall you have not been to you find the front entrance to the school, right by it looks like the administration rooms. You give it a try and find that, of course, the door is locked."Could you um...get this open for me?"You step back as Lawrence approaches the door with the metal. You expect him to ram it between the frame and the handle, forcing it open like in the movies. You're a little excited to see something like that in action.In all honesty, you're disappointed when he just uses the metal to break the doors window and reaches in to unlock it from the inside.On the inside, the office is a complete mess. Whereas the rest of the building had been abandoned and left to the ages, it is like a storm blew through here. Papers and books are thrown on the ground, the chair knocked over, the potted plants long since dead. You and Lawrence try to look through these various pages but it looks like most of them are just classroom related.While investigating underneath the desk you discover a picture frame buried away. Pulling it out, you can see it has been crushed by a foot print. The photo is clear enough to see though, a picture of a professionally dressed woman standing next to a girl. Your heart sinks a bit as you realize the girl in the photo was wearing the same dress as the girl in the secret room. You pocket the photo and leave the frame. There are some filing cabinets, locked of course, but at this point you have run out of light to use. "I guess we should get dinner now." You head back out. You're a little disappointed you couldn't find out more at this time.Back in the main room, you receive a bowl of rice soup. Between bites you write, Lawrence sitting across from you with his sketchbook.What would you like to talk about while you work?
>>142903Ask what he thinks about the girl and the photo
>>142932I'll third this.
>>142932Why not.Let's get this mystery going.
You think back to the picture you found."What...do you think about that photo? The one from underneath the desk?"What do you mean?"The girl in that photo...do you think she was the one..."Probably. If I was to guess, I would say that was her and her mother, it looks like her mother worked her. You can see the fence in the background. Plus if the school was all locked up, it would make a bit more sense if she got in because her mother had connections here.Ah...you didn't even think about all this."I'm just trying to think about why she was in there..."I think someone put her there."Why?"How would she have placed the cabinet back? I could barely move those."Oh...that's so scary...being caught in there like that. I could barely move, but to be forced in there?" You grimace at the thought."It's so weird that the office was like that too. It's like someone came in later or something..."Who knows"Hmm..."You decide to focus on your writing. As it gets darker you finally set down your pen and stretch."Can I see the drawings?"Can I read your writing?"N-not till it's done!"Then no.You're a bit frustrated at this, but you leave it alone for now.You prepare yourself for bed. Looking at your little 'nest', you are reminded about how lonely it is. Do you want to move your sleeping area?
>>142722We should use the same knife he gave us. >Remember that you gave us this? He nods and sweats. He's tied up to a chair in the same backroom.>Don't worry little man. It'll only a couple of minutes...He tries to kick the knife put of our hand. Fails miserably but hurts our arm.>Does that means that I can take all the time we want now? >>142932This.
>>143012Let's move next to Jessica.I think it's the best course of action considering out little scene of earlier. Maybe this way we could create become closer to the other girls.And then discover our /u/ side
>>143012Ask Lawrence if you can sleep wi-.. next to him.
>>143022>>143023I'm torn between these.
>>143012big brother Lawrence will protect us from bad dreams
>>143073>>143081Or maybe sleep with Mabel and Aria but since they are an actual couple it could be awkward if we just burst in with our blanket in hand meanwhile they are making love. Then we join in.
>>143108T-That sounds like it could be t-too lewd Anon!
>>143138>>143127That's why I suggested going with Jessica. We can talk openly with her, we could help her with the kids, and I'm pretty sure going into a room with more people, even if they are kids, would be warmer than staying alone or just with the Law. Ignoring Mabel and Aria steamy lovemaking room.When was the last time with had a sleepover as a normal girl?
>>143171Before our childhood was destroyed.
You're thinking about where to move when Buttercup runs up to your leg. As you pick her up you see Marilyn was close behind."Oh sorry, I didn't realize you two were playing." You hand her back the puppy when she spots that you've bundled up your blanket."Are you going somewhere?""No. Well I mean, I'm just moving my stuff.""That's good, you looked so alone here." A grin reaches the corners of her face. "I'm surprised you didn't miss your boy~friend from out here.""E-excuse me?"Marilyn has a smug grin on her face and it feels like she is boring a hole into your soul."Y-you haven't been saying that around, have you?""Why? Is it true?""Of course not!""Then why's your face all red?"You attempt to cover your cheeks but its too late. Averting your eyes, you can still feel Marilyn's smug face burning into you."I won't tell no body...tonight.""You won't tell anybody EVER cause it's not true!"She sticks her tongue at you before running off....Well...you were going to ask Lawrence originally but...you feel like you might fan Marilyn's fire.You go and see that Jessica is sitting with Mabel and Aria in a circle on the floor."-...don't see why you won't try girls out, it might be a nice change of pace for you.""Well, even if I wanted to with a girl...I couldn't.""Why not?""Mabel! It's her...y'know...ah sorry Jessica...""It's okay Aria. I'd have to be super carefully normally during sex now, but if I was to...you know...with another chick then it could be easier for her to catch 'it'.""Oh man, bummer.""Yeah, I mean I really miss regular se-BUNNY!" Jessica goes beet red as she stops herself."Sorry if I'm interrupting, I was just hoping I could..." You feel a little embarrassed about asking them. "Hang...out with you guys.""Ah yeah, of course! Um here..." Jessica moves over and gives you a place to sit in the mess of blankets. You take the spot and Aria claps her hands."Hey! It's kinda like a slumber party now! I haven't done one of these in forever!""Don't pop a gasket...actually yeah, that does sound fun. It'd give me a chance to bully the new girls." Mable smirks as she says this and you feel a bit...at unease. "We won't do spin the bottle or nothing...but I feel like truth-or-dare might be fun~" Mable has started to warm up to the thought and your fear of her bullying you grows."Since you're the shortest and the youngest..." Mable's grin continues to grow."Truth or dare?"
>>143230Dare. Most of our truths are painful ones.
>>143230D... truth?There's no way to win these things, not even when the girls were your own age. Now the girls are cooler and older...
>>143251This for the same reasons. Forcing a truth out of us unless it's super harmless and basic like 'do you like tea', would probably give us some kinda PTSD flashback.
>>143230DareMake her kiss Jessica
>>143257Because, you know, they're completely insensitive and have also not been made aware of what's happened to Delilah.
You anons twisted my arm. Damn you.
Oh god, choose a good one...oh no...oh no oh no oh no oh no-"D-dare?" Yeah..yeah that's good, you'll seem cool now.Mabel's grin spreads even wider, you're worried it will rip from her face."Okay, I dare you..."Oh god...what is she going to have you do?"...to go..."Please be easy please be easy pleasepleaseplease"...and give a kiss..."Oh godohgodohgodohgod"...to Clark.""...eh?'"MABEL!""Hey! I'm just saying a smooch! A peck on the lips! Hell, just do it on his forehead! I know he has a crush on you Bunny~""W-what?" You turn to Jessica for support...but she has the same wide grin across her face."O-okay...I'll go do it..." You get up, seeing that Clark and Thompson are eating and looking at comics. Your face is bright red long before your approach the two boys."Uhm...um Clark...?He looks up at you with his spoon dangling out of his mouth. Before you give him a chance to speak you grab his cheeks and plant a kiss on his forehead. Clark looks horrified.He immediately tries to rub away your cooties while Thompson can not stop laughing at him. You're afraid you'll burn up before you get back. You wish you would have when you see Mabel and Jessica giggling like crazy. Aria tries to look serious but you can see her suppressing her own grin."O-okay! I did it...i-it's my turn! M-Mabel...truth-or-dare."Between giggle fits Mabel squeezes out the word 'dare'.What do you dare her?
>>143313Dare her toooo... to sing everything instead of speaking for the rest of the game!Ha!
>>143313Steamy love making session with Aria and Jessica. >Kiss Buttercup>Soak a pair of your underwear and stick it outside in the snow. Wear them.>Write loser on forehead. Remove tomorrow.>Sing outloud her favorite song>Swap clothes with another Aria or JessicaGot a ton more. Should I keep going?
>>143313Let us give her a haircut.
>>143313She has to go and kiss Law.
>>143347Anon that's lame.Also >>143332Seconding
>>143313DARE HER TO TAKE LAWRENCE'S V-CARD
>>143332and Mabel is terrible at singing making Aria break into laughter
>>143352I cast my vote.
"Alright...I dare you to kiss-""Are you going to say Aria?""N-no...""I'm using my pass then. Monogamy is sexy, ya know?""W-we have passes?""Starting now. So try again.""Okay then...umm....sing your favorite song. Really loudly."With an unmatched confidence, Mabel stands up and takes a deep breath.You've heard people with amazing voices before, almost angelic in nature.Mabel's take on Jessie's Girl is an affront to all things good and holy to the world. She sings it in its entirety though, and you regret it. Aria is embarrassed at first but can't stop herself from laughing to the point of breathlessness. ...The time passes, each of you going around. Stupid and dumb fun wastes nearly two hours, but you enjoy every second of it. You guys decide to end it with a dare to Mabel to show off her knife trick.Holding your open blade, she stands in front of her audience of three."Now, be prepared for the natural talent of the Sanchez family, as I amaze you with the only party trick we know!"You're all ready to watch her begin. As Mabel starts there's a sudden movement of her body as she sneezes, the blade catching in her palm.Dropping the knife, you can see she cut herself."Ohmygod are you alright?" Aria is the first one up, looking at Mabel's hand."Ah shit...yeah babe I'm fine. Hurts like hell though..." Mabel holds her hand out, the blood dripping from her hand to the floor. As you get up you catch the stench of her blood.Her savory smell. Jessica jumps up as you're frozen in place, your chest growing tight.There's so much of it...it smells amazing...Your eyes spot your knife, the edge covered in crimson. What do you do?
>>143465Time to bail and rush to a different room. Close the door, curl up in a corner, and count as high as we can until the monster is under control.
>>143465I dare you to let me lick your hand
Get Sam ASAP.
Calm...stay calm. Sam...you can get to Sam and he will know what to do...maybe...you can at least let him check you out and understand what you go through...maybe this is a good thi-As you stand up your knife is handed to you by Jessica."H-here, we need to get her fixed up. This shouldn't be on the floor."And as the scent is brought before you again, your rational thinking snaps. As you snatch the knife away from Jessica you are able to just catch a glimpse of her face. She realizes what's wrong with you too late."I'm sorry-"Before she can say anymore you rush off, knife in hand.You go to the first room you can find; a dinky supply closet. Slamming the door, you fall to the floor and give in to your instinct.How disgusting, licking the knife like this.There's a huge rush for you as you lick the metal clean, your head hitting the door behind of you as you bask in the feeling."Ah...ha..." You throw the knife in the darkness and your head collapses into your arms as you begin to weep.Pathetic, you weren't even hungry...why did you react like this?You have the familiar feeling of wanting more in your stomach.There's a knock in the wood behind you."Bunny...are you okay?" It's Marilyn, she sounds concerned.You don't want her to see you like this."Go AWAY!" You shout, but your voice is closer to a cry.In silence you sit again, alone in the dark. You're no longer sobbing, just ashamed.So fucking ashamed.A gentle knocking behind you."Bunny...I'm back..."You say nothing."I uh...I brought Law with me too...we're worried about you..."How fucking embarrassing. What do you do?
>>143482sounds good lets do that
>>143542We need to hang on to Law right now, we need an anchor. Once we've gotten our head clear we need to start coming up with some kind of strategy to suppress our feeding urges when we're exposed to blood.
Rolled 51 (1d100)Try to calm down, open the door...get on the floor, everybody wall the dinosaur.rolling for calmness
>>143542It's getting to the point where she's gonna have to internalize this as more a medical condition she just needs to deal with. I'm worried she'll end up freaking out in entirely the wrong situation before too long.
>>143594For damn sure, I didn't expect her to automatically default to bloodlusting savage from just looking at blood, thought it was a stress thing that used blood to cope.
>>143594Agreed. And she's gonna get shot or something.>>143542Tell them you're fine, and you need a minute to calm yourself downActually get calm, or as calm as you can be, then do something about the knife
>>143604>>143610Thought- for anyone in the know, we can set up a signal for them, like rubbing our wrists with a specific hand or the sort. Something inconspicuous that we can do in advance that says 'I'm starting to feel a bit parched, can you arrange something/someone for me?'
>>143624That is cute! I like it.
>>143542Take a few deep breaths and wipe our face. Find and hide the knife before opening the door.Put on a brave face.
>>143624>>143628I will second this for cuteness.
>>143628I meant 'finger'. Specific finger.Also, I wish we could just tell them. "Guys, I think I'm a vampire, but I'm not a crazy one, I don't need much more than a couple licks of blood every now and again to keep from going nuts."I mean, I know we can't, but it'd be nice.
>>143642We could... try? Maybe if they don't believe us they'll just think we're a delusional but harmless little girl?
>>143642The risk isn't with how much we need, but how much we end up actually taking. Remember when we fed on Law, even though we need relatively little we drew enough from him that he was significantly weakened. That might be enough to seriously harm someone smaller than him.
>>143661Very true. I think we could manage it, though. Or maybe do like some anon mentioned earlier and try to keep some in airtight jars or something, I dunno.
>>143672Yeah, we should run some tests on pasteurized blood to see if that's drinkable, would save us a lot of headache with procuring fresh blood on a constant basis.
>>143677...wait, how do we pasteurize blood- oh put it in the microwave or reheat it or something.
>>143682Or just boil it with a stovetop.
It's simple. Detox.One day we just gotta lock ourselves in.>>143022>>>/u/
"P-please...just give me a minute..."You take a moment to collect yourself.Wipe away the tears...wipe away the blood around your mouth....lick the blood from your fingers in your desperation.The knife...okay...where is the knife...there okay...You close the knife and slip it into your pocket, standing up. You push open the door slowly, to the sight of Marilyn and Lawrence standing there. Marilyn offers you Buttercup, but you only feel comfortable with giving her a pet. "Are you okay now?..." Marilyn is speaking to you softly."Thank you...and I'm sorry for yelling...""It's okay, you were sad. I forgive you." Marilyn looks between you and Lawrence and takes a few steps back."I'll wait a little bit before I check on you again..." You nod at her and watch as she goes around the corner. Lawrence takes his steps toward you, and you already know his question."It happened...again...Mabel cut herself...it smelt amazing. I didn't even have any...any cravings and I almost lost it right there..." You bite your lip as you remember how it tasted."I didn't jump her...but I...I took the knife and...I licked it like some sort of animal..." Your head is buzzing but not enough to take away the awful feelings."And I want more...I just want more and more and I don't understand...I wasn't even craving it..." You can feel your fingers twitching, like you are trying to prepare yourself to spring in action. But for what? To do what?"I think...I think I need a way to let you know what I have these u-urges...no matter where we are..." You watch the distance between you and Lawrence."That way if you need to...you can stop me...h-hopefully..."Lawrence brings his right hand, in a cupped shape, to his throat. As you watch he brings it in a downward motion towards his chest."Hun-gry." He says it once as he continues the motion. You mimic him and he shows you another.This time he holds his left hand over his chest and brings his right index finger to his mouth. His right finger goes down from his lips to his chin before the palm opens up and goes down to his chest."Bl-ood." You follow his motion and he performs one more.His left palm open and up, he places his right fist on top with his thump poking up, raising both of them up."He-lp.""That's a lot...I th-think I'll need to practice when I'm not...not messed up."Lawrence nods and starts to walk towards you. As he does you remember the other night in the basement, the memory of his scent filling your head.What do you do?
>>143709Go out, apologize.Also holy shit that is a complicated signal. I was hoping for something, y'know. Quick and practical. Not movements that could be construed as 'unusual to make in casual conversation'.
>>143709Hug him, thank him for being you best buddy and not freaking out, ask him what he thinks we should do from now on since we're clearly losing control
>>143715Technically hungry is a pretty simple one, it just involves your hand at your throat. You're not supposed to use all three at once
>>143717Oh. Okay. Then she just makes a simple 'rubbing at her neck' motion whenever she's feeling the urge. Easy.
>>143709Sleep in locked room
>>143709>>143716Oh, and try not to rip out his delicious, warm, pulsating throat
>>143723My bad my bad. I was trying to offer up different ones for different situations but the one for hungry is the easiest and least conspicuous.
>>143729It's cool, I was just making the suggestion under the presumption that the ONLY time she'd bother to use the signal at all was when she's specifically feeling a hunger FOR blood- hence, only needing 'hungry', since the 'blood' and 'help' parts would be implied.
>>143739Yeah I realized it reading it back. But my thought process for the other two was when the smaller signals don't catch the attention or across the room situations. It's easier to 'read' bigger signs from a distance.
It should be fine...you can control yourself now. There's no blood around, you're fine.Lawrence kneels down enough to be at your level and pulls you in close. Your hands come up and hold his shoulders as you take the time to further calm down. Ah...why can't you get your heart to stop beating so fast?...There's an irritation inside of you, like you didn't get to finish...Finish feeding...It's fine...just take some time now, focus on something else.You focus on the sound of Lawrence's breathing, the movement of his chest, his hands on your back, the sound of his heart...Ah..no don't think about that...it just makes you more...more excited...No its okay...just don't focus on his heart...You bury your face in his neck. As you breath you can smell his skin...it's...It's similar to how he tastes...Ah...no no no...Your grip on him tightens but there's the feeling that you need to push away instead.Your instinct is telling you to get closer...not for comfort but so you can..."L-Lawrence..." You can feel his face move so he can speak to you."What...?" That rusty voice again. He couldn't call for help if he wanted to...no one would be able to hear him...No those are awful thoughts.What the fuck is wrong with you?What do you do?
>>143746Ahhh. Logic makes sense. Good forethought.
>>143780C H O M P, M U N C H
>>143780Hand to throat."Not yet."
>>143780Please hold us at arm's length while we try to control ourselvesIf we can't, please just lock us in a room until we recoverIf we don't get better please give us a bit of blood thx
Seriously, though, I can already see what's gonna happen, and I think we might need to come clean about it. Who else had that need to feed? Jessica? Does anyone else know about her cravings? Hell, for that matter why HAVEN'T we told Jessica? (I forget if we did or not.) If literally anyone would understand it's her. And if everyone knows about her, then I see very little reason they wouldn't understand us.
>>143808Jessica has a disease that requires black market injections containing blood so not the same thing as DelilahAnd we have told her.
>>143816No, I remember that part, I just couldn't remember if it involved eating flesh or not and if we'd told her or not. If we told her then good.
>>143816all because some anon wanted her medicine to have blood in it
>>143831I also technically killed Amy Schumer.
>>143834Damn it Sue. We can't trust you anymore. What happened to the "I'm to lazy to kill"?!
>>143834you whoyou the writeror you Delilah
>>143850It's what you guys get with your ridiculous requests. >>143853I as the writer.
You want to tell him but you find your body trying to act on its own. Your hands come up to grip his face, to hold him in place. It feels like you are ready to dive head first, ready to take a plunge you can't return from.Lawrence is obviously confused with your actions...you could act before he could...you could just...right there...with your teeth...You press your face against his neck.Do it. Just do it. The need is screaming at you.Your mouth opens.Take care of yourself....You move a hand down his cheek and to your mouth, biting your own skin hard. Lawrence catches on to what you are doing and pulls your face away, deep red teeth marks left behind in your flesh."I..." Okay, focus now."I think...I need t-to be locked away tonight...a-at least till this feeling goes away..."You can't look him in the eyes, your own sight bouncing around."W-will you please...stay with me...b-behind the door...s-so I don't hurt anyone?"...Into the drawing classroom, you settle into the closet. Bigger then the supply one, you have a flash light, blanket, and some paper and pen with you. Lawrence sits on the other side.The feeling still hasn't left you yet. A note slides underneath the door.I'll try to not fall asleep. Let me know if you need anything."D-don't let me out unless I'm safe...alright?"I promise.You wrap yourself in the blanket, staring at the wall in front of you.The need is still there.What do you do?
>>143861Have Lawrence fetch the pig blood. When he goes away, leave the closet lock him outside. Then feed on people in their sleep
>>143873Or not. Although I'm getting the feeling that what we're wanting to do and what the character is being forced to do is growing increasingly separate.
Drew a picture.>>143873Let's do this! Aside from feeding on people in their sleep. Pig blood first.
>>143913why is she sad tho
>>143921She killed everyoneCuz she's locked in a closet because she's a danger to others and she just slurped blood off the blade of a knife because she's an addict.
>>143921>See filename.Delilah snapped, succ'd the big Law dry, drank his blood and then starts going for all the people in the school one by one starting with the kids Jessica is taking care of. She finished her rampage by murdering Jessica for having a disease she can't drink of. Shea sad because she's now alone
By the way, having Delilah in the closet is a metaphor for something Sue?
>>143943I admire your effort and give you this gift.
>>143861Fight through the desire. Maybe if... if we show the need that we're the ones in charge, we can be in charge.
Your hand comes up to scratch at your neck. How much time has passed now?Too much...you still need...You think back to the tree...the blood you have out there..."Lawrence..." Your voice cracks a bit. "I-I have a favor...""Outside by that big tree...I buried some pig's blood. I don't know if it'll help...but if it does..."Alright, I'll look for it. Can you give me more information?"I uh...I marked it with some bark but it might be buried now...I-I'm sorry..."It's fine. Stay put and I will be right back.From inside the closet you can hear Lawrence rise up and leave.You continue to sit alone in silence.The time...it's passing by much to slowly. Your craving is growing much too quickly.Maybe...you should try to get out and help him?...You get up and leave the closet. Why does it feel like you're sneaking out?..As you get to the door leading to the hall way..a thought occurs to you...Everyone would be asleep right now...you could...could easily...Fight it...fight that feeling...That dark awful feeling inside your stomach..."H-ha..." Your head spins as you think about it. You begin to open the door when your way is blocked by Lawrence.His clothes are soaked, the package is in his arms, and he is looking down at you in...Ah...you don't even care..."Lawrence, I want out. I'm fine now." You add that last lie in quickly. As you try to push past him, his arm comes up and pulls you back."N-no I'm fine...just let me..." As you attempt to release yourself you can hear the package drop and his other arm comes around, pinning your arms down and raising you off the ground."Hey...let me go Lawrence...L E T M E G O" The anger in your voice is...it's not yours. The words still came from your mouth though...what the hell...You struggle as Lawrence carries you back. In desperation you see his arm is close enough and sink your teeth down. Before you can taste that wonderful taste your body is pushed into the closet, the door slammed shut."Let me outta here!" There's of course no answer, and you try to leave yourself. That bastard is holding the door closed. You push hard against it, then beat against it with your fists. Angry sobs come from your chest as you keep trying to escape the room. You give up on the door and scratch at your throat in frustration."I want out...I want to feed...I want...I w-want..." You end your sentence in a cry.For much longer then you should, you keep this up. It comes to the point where you stop only because you are exhausted. On the cold ground you lay, cheeks red and stained with angry tears, your chest heaving heavy, your throat scratched raw. A note slides underneath for you, but you ignore it for some time.When you finally look at it, you struggle to read the message.What do you want now?
Last update for the night! I will also be gone tomorrow, so while I might update once in the morning and comment there will not be the regular updates!
>>143964I love it. :3But damn you for not taking my /u/ suggestions... Unless that image means /u/ action between Delilah and Marylin.NOW I get it.>mfw I discovered your plan....Retconning you also killed that old lady when we slashed the Law back in the GoodHope arc....Also, aren't Aria, Mabel and Jessica worried about us? I get that maybe between our knife panic attack Mabel and Aria went to Sam to get Mabel patched up. Maybe Sam lectured them about the dangers of knife tricks and told them an old story about his time in Nam. But after that they just went to sleep and forgot about us? I mean, yeah we played truth or dare and killed a few hours, but we were ready to sleep there and they knew it. Now Delilah has a panic attack and now want to sleep locked and alone in a closet? If I were either of the girls I would be worried. Hell, even Marylin is implicated in this. Cmon, we were doing so good at bonding with the other characters.
>>144029I'm assuming they locked us in a quarantine zone with Lawrence to guard us. Also your trips on
>>144029You gotta find out the answers of all that yourself silly anon! You gotta wait for the chance to ask them yourself!
>>144019I don't know if I can go on living like this Lawrence. I'm a fucking monster and everyone that gets close to me dies! Just kill me now!
>>144034Clover needs a better system to manage trips. But it was my bad for not double checking. Maybe I should drop it now. That quest hasn't been updated in a day. Even then only the Law and Jessica know (Well, Sam too). What are the others thinking about the weird kid that passes all of her time with the Law. I think our vampire antics or pseudo romance with Lawrence are getting harder to hide and that's making our stay at the school harder. And it's boiling down to two options: Delilah is fucking Lawrence or she has a very dark secret that she's keeping away from. Maybe shes doing drugs. In my books, that's making Delilah untrustworthy and maybe she could be kicked out.Unless Sue freezes the other characters while they are off-screen an they dont have a mind of their own.>>144047Can't wait for the next update, Sue!>>144019We want to die but pass the pig blood already.
>>144019"... to control this... thing. I want to control it, Lawrence. This... thing inside me. I told Sam about it and he said he'd look into it... Do you think he'll find something?">>144054Anon pls. You've already fucked up everything in short order, no need to samefag to make it worse.
>>144066Or maybe Jessica, Mabel, and Aria are going to point out that there could be other reasons she prefers to be with Lawrence, but which she's not comfortable sharing with others just yet.
>>144066>Unless Sue freezes the other characters while they are off-screen an they dont have a mind of their own.Don't worry, government kill-squads, vampire hunters, and mercenaries/private investigators hired by Delilah's mom are all converging on the school's location as we speak :^)
>>144019"Lawrence, why am I still here? Just to suffer? Everyday I can feel this thirst advancing deeper into my body, taking over my....heart...and even my mind. The hope I've lost, the future I've lost...It's like they're all still there. You feel it too, don't you?I'm going to make them give back our happiness.
>>144019It's simple.Interrogate our mother. She may know some shit about the bites if sober. May have to ditch them for a bit, but at this point we may be a danger. But that seems risky in winter. Maybe when it hits summer and haven't got kicked out.Either that or rehab. The bigger question is to see if long periods of not feeding causes any negative health affects outside of withdrawal. Will be go back to that sick state?We know it may be a variant of something in Asia, as seen with that cannibal, the bites may have occurred when she moved, or she got sold off to a Donovan and he caused it, again it seemed to have happened before first thread/startDid we ever find out if bites were human? I do not think Deliah had fangs outside of comic drawings. Could be any dental issues that throw us off track.Plus, did we just drink from the head wound or bite the guy? Would it spread from bites? All we've drunk since was from wounds, though who knows how we slurped. Though if salivary transmitted, our friend who just got spittle all over her cut could be screwed.Remind me again, how long was it since her dad died? 5/6 years? We fell ill two months prior to start and at this point the bites were scabbing(however is it still in same state as the first thread? It hurts to touch?).For all we know, the wounds could be from an unrelated matter, and she got a genetic disorder that kicked in.Ah just rambling.
>>144265Delilah can't got back to that sick state, as that was chemically induced.She's had nothing to compare the bites to, but Sam says they're from no animal he recognizes.She seems capable of creating a powerful suction when feeding, as shown with her being capable of draining enough blood from Lawrence to make him grow pallid, and continuing to bleed profusely from a non-fatal wound after the fact. Saliva doesn't seem to transmit it, as he's been exposed on three occasions.Delilah's dad died ~three years prior. She was eight.She'd been 'sick' for three months. Basically from the very day her and her mom moved.
>>144312Thanks for clarification. Man I forgot most of the early parts.If it was chemically induced, this just makes an interesting plot point of the purpose of that.>powerful suction Heh.
>>144089This, absolutely this.
I'm needing to wait to see if we are going on our lil trip, so while I wait I'm going to be working on a nicer quick glance guide
So honest question. Is this a 'Walking Dead' situation where for some reason, no one's ever heard of or thought of the possibility of vampires or blood-drinking bats don't exist? Like...this is one of those things where even a basic knowledge of pop media can at least partially solve the issue.I always thought that reasoning was stupid for The Walking Dead.
>>145017There's two reasons.One is because I will let you find out why and the other is I made a goal to not say the word vampire the whole quest because I'm a cheeky cunt
>>145017Damn trips keep turning off, another reason why no one has said it though;This setting is in the 80's, so that means pop culture was different then right now.
>>145050I am ridiculously certain vampire movies were a thing in the 80s.Also that's not as funny as you think it is, because it's kinda forcing an issue that could be easily understood otherwise if vampire movies ARE a thing. I'd have been less annoyed if you'd just said, 'Yes, there's no such thing as vampire movies in this universe.' Still annoyed, mind you, but less so.
I finally catch up to the quest and boy have we as a collective made a bunch of stupid decisions.Why is our option always to tell more people about being a vampire?Why did we try so hard to get the blood medicine Jessica takes even when our two situations are vastly different? I am surprised we hasn't decided to feed off the dog yet. How we haven't been kick out is amazing.
>>145305Because it helps Delilah find support rather than just struggling with it on her own, as well as improving her chances of actually finding out what her disease is.Because anons voted for it.Because Delilah isn't a sociopath. Also, it's a corgi-chihuahua mutt.
>>145305It's completely possible that I've got the dumb. If you'd be so kind please enlighten us all as to what you would have done differently and why?
>>145328Telling Jessica, okay, that's some support. Telling Sam, alright, we might get some insight to our situation.Telling the Law, great, need that.Telling anyone else before we even know what we have is silly. >>145338Thankfully any damage has been avoided, we haven't gotten infested by tainted blood like we have tried so hard to do so far. We haven't run out into the snow and murdered the knife guy yet either, so I guess we have avoided any stupid conclusion that would have come about by us not thinking clearly. We haven't gotten kicked out yet for being some weird blood sucking monster that is a possible threat to the group either.
>>145376Well now I'm just confused, it seems that we've managed to avoid the most significant stumbling points up to now. How have we been stupid again?
>>145404Only because Sue has managed not make sure the characters make up for the stupid decisions Delilah is prone to making because of us. imagine if Sam just gave us the blood meds and we get the disease. We were have two problems instead of one.Imagine if we told everyone about being blood thirsty and we had this episode? Do you think anyone would want to keep us around?
>>145415well we are a 13 year old girl. they aren't really known for making the best decisions possible. choosing irresponsible actions could just be the result of people attempting to act like delilah
>>145305>we haven't fed off the dogThat would get us kicked out. I like that idea, conundrum.>>145415We still haven't sampled the pigs blood.Would it be stupid to ask professional doctors, no matter how shady? Or hunt around in newspapers for any attacks involving blood draining and or biting?
>>145437There's quite a marked line between inexperienced teenage girl (Continuing to drink after the first mouthful of vodka), and batshit (Succumbing to The Craving™ and attempting to slaughter everyone in the building).That line shouldn't be balanced. You shouldn't cross into bat country.
>>145533we are a vampire though and at this point the craving is canon
>>145533we don't know how much the vampirism affects how we feel, or the extent of it's influence on our decisions. maybe, since this is a quest, the choices of anons can define exactly how influental it is. maybe 'batshit' decisions are canonically what vampirism does to us.
>>145544Anons think we're a vampire, and the craving is what anons make of it.You know who else flips their shit if they haven't had their fix but believe it's within reach? Actual drug addicts.
>>145593Well... it's a ~mystery~
This thread autosages in a few hours. I am working on the better guide at the moment and once I have something presentable I will make the new thread and post up the next update!
>>146992>>146992>>146992Update and new thread!
>>148575More like s/u/ffering.