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As for the new anons?

This is Snacks. Your very own, personal loveball, or at least that's what you really really want. Even more than a new plasma TV, without a picture of Anaking screaming burned in the screen, right as Vader tells the fuck he came from his big black balls.

Snacks is the dishwasher from the restaurant where you work as a waitress. Instead of just throwing em out in the trashcan, she cuts the clean leftovers from the diners into tiny little pieces that she feeds the whole staff when she gets the chance. Her nickname is your fault. Yeah. You are, pretty much, the only one she talks to. And while she spouts silly nonsense and laughs way too hard at times, you can't help but love how hard she challenges her fears. It makes you wonder.
Also, she wears fake white horns.
For those of you too god damn bored: >>400994

>>413993
>Trash can get things, so don't worry anons. She
>She
Ae we female or male? Sorta confused.

>>414238

You are a girl everyone takes for a guy at first and second glance. Furthermore, in the first thread:

>you are a waiter

OP fucked up hard and forgot to leave the clues. So yeah, your balls shrank into your crotch.

SHAMEFUL SELF BUMP
Dunno if it works lol.

>>414891
Oh shit, this is my favorite! Can I play too?

>>414891
We've gone ot to do this right. Go to the crowded town center, and once it gets too overwhelming, we can have a tasty Snack(s) at our place. Hell, when she sees the tiny cut up food stuffs we have in the fridge for the many mice we house in our shit studio apartment, she'll get wetter then the kitchen sink on Valentine's day. It doesn't need to make sense, it just has to happen.

>>415066
Backing/bumping

>>415540
I think op hit the sack. We just have to convince hit to let Snacks hit the snatch. I think we got this. We can even let her put on her horns

>>415041
>>415066
>>415540
>>415558

Oh god what the fuck is this, it's like I've hit a beehive or something.

>>414333
Wait, we're a woman now?

I was here since the last thread and I could barely keep up with the the fuck was going on.

And now you're saying that our balls srunk into our body and became ovaries?

Jesus fucking christ.

>>414333
Oh, in that case we get on Tumblr and complain a lot

>>414333
So we're a girl now....ok
can we get a description of what we look like?

Is something happening in here?

>>415936
We're a girl now and we've decided to take snacks on a date

and we've already determined her panties are coming off

>>414032
Let's get to know snacks more

>>415980
Aren't we already close friends or something?

Did we even get back story?

>>415602
In defense, three of these were me...

>>415602
You were warned about /qst/

>>415991
Snacks and us (the protagonist) work together in the same restaurant.

That's it.

>>415991
We're the only one she talks to at the restaurant which she had only started working for a week before the quest started. We're more or less coworkers who only talked a bit at work. We've only just ogled her though.

>>416176
Ok so lets do this
>>415066

>>416041
As i said, we gotta have our snacks and with the last thread, which is POSTED, this is the best way. She loves them tiny cut stuff and we xan seduce her well this way. She better be in a dress or skirt though. Grabbing her sweater kittens under the guise of reading her shirt worked, grabbing some bungeroo buns to see what color her panties are may work just as well. I mean, we did gain a soft moan for that booty backhand earlier.

OP here at work, stealing wifi from the bathroom. Ask me shit, I think my ass is bleeding a bit.

>>416679
Will we get in snacks snatch? Will our tiny cuts get her small slice? Will MAMA forgive us? Should we still wear our military uniform? Also, you may just have a small tear that keeps opening when you strain too hard. At least, that's what i tell myself so i can rationalize not visiting a doctor.

>>416771
We go full on anime, have the military uniform with a skirt
Only button the top one

>>416800
That's reeeal nice...

>>416800
Sounds good.

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AIGHT!

>>415688
>>Wait, we're a woman now?
Yep!

>>415928
Read the pastebin at the bottom.

>>415936
Cute girls.

>>416041
Well fuck you nigga, I know where you live.

>>416058
y

>>416771
>>Will we get in snacks snatch? Will our tiny cuts get her small slice?
By the way anon is going right now, I'm already writing in advance in case she ends up in the Ku Klux Klan screaming in german at a picture of Robert De Niro scowling at a pineaplle.

>>Will MAMA forgive us?
Nigga, you know college was the right choice. She'll say she's proud, but you gotta be dense to think she means it.

>>Should we still wear our military uniform?
>>We go full on anime, have the military uniform with a skirt.
Trash uses only four /pants/; an Adidas yellow one with black stripes for everyday life (usually along a jacket in the same theme), the black one ruined by paint for construction jobs, her dandy, tight black leggings for waitress shenanings, and the pants her 9 years old cousin forgot 3 years ago she uses as a pillow.

which doesn't mean at /all/ that you can't get it

>>Also, you may just have a small tear that keeps opening when you strain too hard. At least, that's what i tell myself so i can rationalize not visiting a doctor.
I'm trying to just let it happen, but I guess my ass must be small or my shit too sturdy. Maybe I should eat less meat or something.

FURTHERMORE, OP works 12 hours a day and yet still tries to run a quest, so the least I can do is add some spice to the cake and paint it in pretty colours. Here's the setting, background, and etc bullshit I just puked with my fingers.

http://pastebin.com/Lh3Et39p

And as you swallow that jazz, OP is writing the next update!

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>>415066
>We've gone ot to do this right. Go to the crowded town center, and once it gets too overwhelming, we can have a tasty Snack(s) at our place. Hell, when she sees the tiny cut up food stuffs we have in the fridge for the many mice we house in our shit studio apartment, she'll get wetter then the kitchen sink on Valentine's day. It doesn't need to make sense, it just has to happen.

The town is doubtlessly the choice of the winners here, of the ones who get the tasty shy blondies and let their hair fall towards the ground as they hold their body with both arms, staring right at their dreamy eyes... ooooooh, fuck /yes/. Just spend some time, chat some chats, play the plays... there are, of course, two tiny little issues going around here. Which are
a) your house is a MESS.
b) you don't have any money until the weekend
and
c) you still don't know what to wear.

>>416536
You recall her crimson cheeks as she stared at you, looking very lost, and you lick your lips in a circle. Somehow, that was even better than groping her boobs. Might as well try to pull one of those later.

>>416800
Aaaaand you scratch the c) issue from your list. Now, however, there's another c); you don't have a skirt!

There are, of course, ways to obtain a skirt. Like buying a skirt, borrowing a skirt, stealing a skirt, or blackmailing someone for a skirt. For you, of course, the former suits best. The mental list already sparkles clear in your gray mind, these are the people you just know you can take things from.

a) Preah. You caught her playing the PSP at the bathroom. She doesn't even need the bathroom she's an Arma! Since she's su childish and naive, it won't be hard to make her think that Hitler would be proud of her.

b) Umo, the delivery girl. A tomboy with a very foul mood, you have a pic of her munching on the "pleasantries" the restaurant sometimes sends for free to win costumers.

c) Pedro. You wonder if the fuck has a skirt for some reason. You also wonder if he has money, either; but you know you can make him get them for you. Oh, yeah. You know it.

>>417304
Just buy one, that can't backfire like all the other options can

>>417304
Wow, you basically responded to only me in all those replies... Fuck using money you don't EVEN HAVE. Umo is a snack munching bitch and the only way you'll let loose the clamps you have on her nips is a nice, light, skanky shirt. You know she's got one for those special nights.

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>>417336

Still, blackmailing someone is always a hassle. There are procedures to follow, risks to asses, precautions to take. You could simply walk over there, do a little smile, and pick your favorite colour...

>>417368
...If you had the cash. Umo has cash, that much you take for granted. And maybe even a skirt. Who knows, that girl is so odd.

"Heya."

She turns her face towards you, half her body still on the speedboat as she hovers her foot towards the restaurant's docks, the endless ocean looming behind her.

Then she frowns her eyebrows.

"Oh, come on!" you start, letting out a brief giggle.

"What?" she replies, somewhat dryly.

"Can you do me a favor?"

"No."

"You "can" do me a favor."

"I don't want to."

"You "want" to do me a favor." You blink at her with a single eye, her sighing striking like an echo.

"That's not a FAVOR you manchild moron." Her body drops with a "thumb" on the wooden docks. "it's not a FAVOR if I don't get a choice in the matter."

"I'm glad we got that settled." You nod quickly at her, like having a seizure. Then stop. "I need cash, a skirt, and a maid. A-S-A-P."

"Anything else?" she askes, furrowing her eyebrows.

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>>417368

I wasn't aware the Phantom Lancer was one of readers. Holy fuck nigger, we march.

>>417559
so we plan on using our next to non-existent feminine charm?

>>417594
I don't know what that is, but if the celestial giants line up to planet centipede, we may just give our new snack the phantom lance. Did we ever find out what sex is yet?

>>417823
Kind of nope. She knows babys come from sex and the whole penis and vagoo thingy. As for the details? Totally fucked.

The PL is a respectable blue african american man from DotA 2, every time his lance hits something he multipplies.

>>417848
Nigga, get off the can and lets lance us some Snacks. I work 3:30 to 9:30 doing laundry for the homeless everyday of the week. I. NEED. THIS.

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>>417908
DEN YOU KNOW EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET


>>417714
>>417823

Ssssssso, NIGGERS! What's it gonna be then?

Simply put, Umo tells you she has the almost exact equivalent of 10 bucks at hand (since the current currency in our wtf setting is clean water)... which means almost jack-shit if you wanna take Snacks out for a ride.
Unless she pays, of course.
You do, however, get her skirt. There's a tiny little issue with this... Umo is barely three and a half feet tall, because of her race. So, basically, her skirt doesn't fit.

You /do/, however, send her home to clean the ungodly mess that is your natural habitat. Giggling to yourself, trying to picture her face when she opens the door, you wonder if there is something you could be missing besides a skirt, cash, common sense, and a /plan/ to seduce the sweet mushy thing.

Or you could just, y'know, go at it. The date is tomorrow since today is Friday, you could catch up with Umo because her schedule is slightly different than yours. What now, then? All set to sail, or do you think things over... just a tiny little bit more?

>>417958
Is this Mad Max and Umo rolled a halfling or some shit?

>>417991

Himehorns. Small, have horns, lay eggs. She's not of age for the later yet. They are all female, which means none of them actually are, but nobody gives a shit and they call her a girl anyway.

>>418005
well i officially have no idea what is going on now

>>418020
Inquire.

Also there's the pastebin up above. It's short.

>>417958
Nig nog, you know what must happen.

You must extort Pablo for the cash, use the skirt as stylish lingerie later in the night, and wear your very best and most sexy white sheet$ as a hot as fuck toga. Bitches love togas.

Use the cash for fun games to get snacks wet. But an elephant ear or some fucking tourist food and break little bits off birds.

Wink at Snacks and tell her you learned it from watching her.

>>418158

Look at this very tanned man thinking, take notes you sweet little fucker. If nobody has a word, I'm writing in ten while the ravioli heats up.

>>418158
Fuck. I meant to buy elephant ears or something, and break bits off for the birds. And I'm only brown, not heavily tanned my fellow mexicant

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So, who's next on the list? Preah? Nah, let's spare the little thing. She looks like a fully grown adult, but that Arma has the mind of a six years old child, and a sweet one at that. You are not goint to take candy from a kid.

Oh nonono; you are taking it straight from the fucker, warm and ready. Aaaaaaaaaand... yup, there he is, sitting by the bar next to the Cross Boss; your boss.

"Heya."

You notice he's still drinking, and he's not letting go. Oh well. Pedro is a bald, white guy that's shorter than most of the rest of the guys, but not by that much. You used to lick his nape when he wasn't looking, but he caught up and got chili up his baldy. It worked, and you grew fond of him.
That won't stop you now, though.

"Greetings you fuckwit." It's the echoing voice of the Cross Boss behind her cross shaped helmet. She didn't even turn to face you. "How may I help you?"

"I'm waiting until knee-head here finishes his drink."

Then he does. And turns to stare at you, a tired frown on his face. You wait him up to talk, but he nods slightly at you.

"I am in dire need of /cash/, /skirts/, and a /sexy white sheet/."

"What" It's the Cross Boss. This time she turns towards you. "Are you going to fuck the Snacks already?"

"Good for you." It's Pedro's rash voice. He raises his beer. "But, you know... I've been thinking things over. Yeah. Beer really fucking helps sometimes."

"Hope Preah doesn't hear that." you state.

"...aaand, guess what." He frowns both shoulders. "You can't ask me... jack-shit."

And that's where you raise an eyebrow at him.

You see, most of the folks at the restaurant came togueter, and they live togueter, here. Preah, Pedro, the Cross Boss, Marco, Carlos... they all ran away from one of your "friends", the broken horn Leader, who saved Preah from being bullied to death in exchange for three years of unquestionable service.
They ran away.
And there you go, that's why you managed a job at this restaurant. They don't know, won't know, and must never know not the slightiest, tiny details of your past. Bad idea, the be so trusting. Not that you are running away from it, a murder is a murder. You'd just rather pay that on your own terms.

Anyway, that's the master blackmail you've been saving for extreme, emergency situations. Besides, they did put their trust in you instead of tying you up to an anchor and dunking you out to the seas...

He's still frowning at you, raising both open palms towards the sky. Smiling, the fucker. He thinks that's your winning card, but the truth is, you got two pictures of him.

a) Pedro drawing a dick on the Cross Boss desk.
b) Pedro laughing his ass off as the Cross Boss smashes her helmet to the ground.

-and he's been at it for no less than two months already. He thinks he's sneaky. You are sneaky. But you say that up front and he get's fucked, but then you get nothing on him. And he's just about to head out along the Cross Boss, to the cheap-ass hybrid ship they call a "home".
What can you do?

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>>418317
This is kind of what your OP looks like, along with freckles and one tight fucking pimp on his left cheek. Niggers are magical beings, anon.

>>418354
Lick the mother fuckers nape while he turns and tries to walk out.

And whisper "dick on deck"
While letting him glance at the picture of him defiling the only thing Cross Boss holds sacred.
Grab him by the balls, look him in the eye and let him get a wiff of last nights egg salad and pork sammies as you whisper...
"Cash, skirt, the sexiest toga and a toy for Snacks. You know, the one with bumps. Don't let me ever hear that shit out of your mouth again or half of the mountain of shit you call sneaky fun will topple all over you and you will drown in the shitstorm. Sir."
Skip away before slapping his ass and grinning cheerfully!

>>418367
I look like a mexican Gimli. Black beard and long curly hair. It's terrifying. Learned it from the homeless and living on the streets.

>>418393
But that's fucking cool. Waiting 20 mins, then writing.

>>418367
This is the only thread worth the board. You are the most op op. You drew the characters or wut?

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>>418398
I suck ass at drawing, so I got a friend to draw my characters for some cash. They ended up fucking awesome. The OP pic and the like, however, are from a very cool internet comic called Vampire Bride. Trash is based on her, so cut her pics from the comic and use them for reaction value.

Pic related is my other lovely nigga. I'm pretty much taking characters from my setting and fucking with them on this quest.

>>418405
Mah nigga. That is sweet as fuck. Im thinking of becoming a draw fag. I'm not the best, but there is talent. Somewhere. I'll mull it over

>>418384

You mimic his shrug, adding a tiny smile of your own as you look at the floor.

"Guess I can't." you state, almost bitterly.

"Why the fuck do I feel dissapointed." says the Cross Boss, scratching her helmet. "Hey Arma-Fucker, take me home."

Pedro takes his time to raise from the chair, and yawns while stretching as he does. He ends the motion with a peaceful smile towards you. If only he knew you are standing there because the exit is past you... you are counting the sound of their steps.

Then you like his nape.

"Dick. On. Deck." You whisper softly to his ear... then give it one of your sexy bites. He moans /very/ girlishly, but as Pedro turns his face shows a mix of utter tiredness, exasperation, and a slight blush- that changes into a fully open mouth as he gazes into the two small pictures you hold with your left hand, right next to his face.

Then you softly, but surely, squeeze the mayo from his eggs.

"Cash, skirt, the sexiest toga... and a toy. For Snacks. You know, the one with the bumps."

"You mean, a fucking dildo?" he manages, with a thread of his voice.

"No. A toy." You take back the pics and frown one eye at him. "What's that?"

He winces at you. You'd threaten knee-head here a bit more, if not for the peace of mind then for small shits and giggles... but the guy looks like he's about to shit himself.

"I need to use the bathroom." He states, almost loudly, not even looking at you already.

The voice of the Cross Boss, almost outside, echoes across the bar. "Hurry the fuck up." He vanishes with the "thumb!" of the door with the squatting guy pic. He looks at you then, you just slap his ass while giving him a cheerful grin.

He knows your adress.

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Home is... sparkly clean. Almost, like, literally. It really makes you blink more than once, wondering if your shitty studio was always this big. All is just so clean and dandy... well, except for the Umo and her death stare from across the room.

"Hey, good job!" You give the small himehorn a thumbs up, and a wide smile.

One of her eyes twitches.

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AIGHT, leaving it here for today, it seems we got a fucking date tomorrow. However, guess what, guys? OP is getting fired the FUCK off over stealing a banana, so this weekend and maybe for a few more days I'll be able to sit down and let the bullshit flow to my fingers!

>>418464
The way I see it, I suck ass at questing compared to some of the QM's around here. But that doesn't matter, man; you don't need to be Messy to enjoy kicking the ball around. Just sit down, get a pencil, one big-ass white paper and /suck/, /suck/ hard and laugh at your own bullshit. It'll be a ride, I assure you.

Resuming this shit in like 18 hours! Ask me shit meanwhile.

>>418553
> fired for stealing banana
Was it worth it?

>>418561
My bones are stronger now.

>>418573
Fuck em. If a banana was more valuable then the worker, they don't deserve you. We do.
Write.
Write hilarious stories that make me forget I am homeless and serving the homeless 30 hours a week for 10 dollars a week.
Help me forget...

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>>418636

Do not worry, my nagneg. You ain't the only one with things to forget.

>>418659
Ain't that the truth. I've got to go make some bums go to bed, then play pokemons. I'll be back tomorrow. Good luck my man. Good luck.

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Aight, who's here?

>>420179
me.

>>420179
Eh

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AIGHT nigga, last chance! The apartment seems even smaller now that all you do is walk back and forth and mutter things to yourself. You can barely finish a sentence before having to turn around. Maybe you are walking too fast.

It's already night. You trip on a mountain of dishes, the subsequente explosions make you close your eyes on reflex. Ok. Ok...

You got:
-CASH! Buy things, pay entrances, bribe fuckers!
-SKIRT! You got Pedro to bring you five of those, two were too damn short but the others fit like those gloves for surgery. There's the green schoolgirl-like one, the semi-long blue one, and the crimson one that's kinda short.
-WHITE SHEET! That will remain at home, amidst the broken dishes, scattered clothes, piles of magazines, close-ins of male pornstars cumming, and rotten food.
And a PLAN! which is: fuck around at the town, wait till dusk, bring her home.

Also, you made a slightly fascinating discovery; if you don't bend forward, and you don't smirk like a retard, you look actually pretty with the skirt and military inform, even if the later covers a bit of the skirt.

Furthermore, your thonge burns.

You ready, then?!

>>420776
Ready!

>>420776
>Also, you made a slightly fascinating discovery; if you don't bend forward, and you don't smirk like a retard, you look actually pretty with the skirt and military inform, even if the later covers a bit of the skirt.
How are we gonna do anything without bending forward!? And I'm not sure we can manage the not smirking part either.
Well, can't go too badly I suppose.

>>420836
>>421181

God fucking dammit, finally!

WRITTAAANN

>>421194
Why's the poor MC named Trash? That doesn't seem very nice!

You grab your cousin's pants, drop on the banana-shaped bed (which is literally a giant wooden banana resting half it's weight on a broken table with a blanket over it) and slowly, gently close your eyes.


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You check the numbers on the tiny paper, then double check the number by the door. Yep. They match. This would be the part where you swallow as you stare at the door in awe, nod to yourself, knock on it, then realize there's a doorbell right by the side.

Yet, you are Trash. You just, y'know, press the small black button under the dark striped carved on the white plastic. You wait a little, then a voice comes up. It's very familiar.

"Hello?"

>>421198

You earned it by blackmailing and nicknaming everyone in that restaurant. Yet, you take it in stride, and by now most people call you "Trashy" went they want to seem friendly.

>>421214
Well, let's remember then. A: no weird smirk, maybe try for a natural smile? Can Trash manage a natural smile? B: don't bow, or otherwise bend forward, apparently. And now, introductions! Politely state your name and intentions.

>>421214
Phantom lancer back. Getting ready to make bums shower. This gon get gooooood......

>>421214
>Snacks please come on date thanks

>>421233
Also gotta say having read the first thread it's freeing to know I could type the lamest, lewdest or spergiest write-in and it would still fit right in, thanks anons.

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"Hi Snacks! It's me, Trash! I came to take you out on a date."

The machine goes into static, and then it shuts down at once; the lack of a reply makes you raise an eyebrow. You then fill the blanks by trying to set your own filters: no weird smirk, no bending forward, no bowing, no getting your hands into your pockets -oh that's right, you are wearing a skirt now! And the pockets on the uniform aren't comfy anyway.
Ok. Ok. A good smile, easy breezy. This is where earning all those tips comes into play, so it's certainly nothing to worry about.
Otherwise, you'd be starving.
Then you hear them. The steps. Stronger and stronger, by the second. No bowing, no smirking, no ben- the door opens.

It's Snacks. On pajamas! The both of you look at each other, and for a second there you forgot to smile.

"Heya, S-snacks!" you manage, smiling at her!

"Hi there, Tr-!"

You stand there, tilting your head a bit as your smile wavers, Snacks kinda frozen there with a hand raised in front of her chest. Right, she doesn't like calling you Trash.

...on another note, you stuttered. Hmm!

>>421239
>>421255
>>421259

Im going fast you naggers, so get the belts and hold on tight.

>>421282
Stutters is okay. Stutters can be charming.
>Nice jammies. Should I have worn pajamas too? Fuck I thought this was the kinda thing you wore for dates.

>>421282
"Y-you too."

>>421282
We don't go by any other name? Well, if she doesn't want to make Trash a pet name this early on, why not call her T or something instead?

Ask if she's ready for the date! I'd recommend a suave smile to complement it, but it would turn into the retard smirk I'm sure so stick with upbeat and positive smile.

>>421315
Fuck this pussy shit. I didn't get blackmailing to getting wet in the puss for some Tasty Snacks. Let her know she may not like calling you Trash now, but she'll get used to moaning it. Ask her if she wants to go out. If she wants to stay inside, all the better. After all, you too, want inside.

>>421375
A-anon, that's quite lewd!

You look at her from feet to... horns? She's not wearing her horns. Oh right, you told her not to wear them... but that was because of the restaurant- anyway, you look at her from feet to golden messy cloudy hair, and make it as obvious as you can.

>>421303
"Nice pajamas!" you start, cheerfully. "Should I have worn some, too? I don't know, I though this was the kinda thing you wore for dates." Slightly, you stretch one end of your skirt with one hand. You went with the long blue one in the end, over the the dense black stockins you use at the restaurant. She's looking at you, as well; it ends in a high pitched laugh from her.

"I'm sorry!" Snacks says, scratching something invisible from her cheek. "I just woke up- y-you look quite fancy!"

>>421315
"Y-you too."
FUCK, the stutters! It drags a nervous laugh from her, and an annoying, acute giggle from your part. And yet... it feels so good, to know you are scared!

>>421321
"You can call me anything you want!" You say, trying to keep the mood straight. "It's just a nickname, I don't mind at all. Besides-"

"Well..." Snacks is speaking clearly now. You stop. "You could tell me your real name."

Oh, right. Even the schedules at the restaurant say "Trash". Actually, even your signature spells "Trash". For half a second there you even, actually, forgot your real name.

Oh, wait. Snacks must be getting cold now.

"Get changed, I'll tell you when you come back. You'll freeze, otherwise!" You attempt a suave smile. Yet your lips kinda quiver... oh, no. It's this the smirk of Parkinsons?

Snacks blinks at you, then blasts an "OK!" too loud and out of balance. She heads in, then closes the door.

OK. Plans?

>>421375
AIGHT, counting it for next post unless someone is against you!

>>421390
We gotta have a real date that knocks her off her feet. Unfortunately I doubt we can afford that. So, we know any even mildly classy yet affordable places for dinner? Ideally with an intimate atmosphere? If not find an Italian place.

>>421412

Oh don't worry. You got enough CASH in you thanks to those dandy looking pics of Pedro having fun.

Basically, you get to do whatever the FUCK you want. Or, well, at least a lot.

>>421390
Are we doing dinner and a movie? Sticking to the basics might be a good idea, unless we go with anon's lewd plan to stay home. But we should probably save that for later in the evening. I suck at dates and live in rural nowhere so no clue what fancy schmancy shit cool people do for dates.

>>421418
We should at least make sure to pay for her whatever we do, then!

>>421418
Alright then we go to a top restaurant and prepare to show her a good time. Maybe one with long tablecloth so we can play footsies. God knows Trash will most likely spaghetti verbal flirting.

>>421418
Ohgod. No, the plan is to try to get sex times and lewdness with Snacks. We have to use psychological warfare. That means we take her to the tourist center. Let ger take in the sights of the town and the stars and the pretty city lights. We play boardwalk games and win her cute shit. We break fair foods into bits and feed crows. She loves food bits. Then we get her overwhelmed by it all and show her our place. We ask her to grab a drink from the fridge and wait for the panty soaking when she sees little plates of tiny cheese and meat cuts with "for the cute mice" in paper cutouts on said plates. We play it simple. Let her run around and stay cool and calm. And stuttery. Niggas, we got this.

>>421495
>tourist center
Is that where you go for cool dates? I'm taking notes as I type this. City lights, boardwalk games...

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Your feet can't stop shaking as you await eagerly outside. Then you flinch as the door is slammed against the wall, Snacks eyes wide open behind it.

"...Sorry!" She almost shouts.

However, the clothes... not the fanciest thing in the galaxy, but you can clearly see put some work on her setting. The golden cloud is gone, replaced by two strands of golden hair flowing by the sides, her hair tied into a ponytail. She's wearing a soft-looking, silken white pullover over a purple long skirt that barely lets you see her wooden sandals, her white socks held by black strings. Cliche; but your eyes /are/ wide open.

And the horns are back.

But... just how much time did that took her, anyway?!

Your mind-fucked stare is met with a small giggle, as she downcast her eyes.

"I-I guess I don't really know what to wear at dates, either!" she stutters, then laughs nervously again.

"I think," you start, dragging every word, "that may be just the thing."

She doesn't laugh, but you notice her mouth opens. It ends with her smiling at the floor. Good job, I guess.

>>421375

"So, what's your name then?" Snacks says, too fast.

"Trash." You nod, humming a bit. "You may not like how it sounds. It's kinda grim, really." You bend forward and grin, your filter jumping up too late. "But you'll get used to moan it."

Her eyes go wide against the floor; she freezes as usual.

"Shall we?" You make a bow (FUCK) and extend your arm towards the street, in pure gentle-manly fashion. "Or... we could stay inside, too."

She explodes in laughter; covering half her face with a hand.

"Trash, what are you saying! And and I got changed and all, right? It's not a date if we don't go out somewhere... I think!" She manages, still talking too fast.

You see, shy people feel that talking is like going from one cover to another amidst a crossfire, so they try to do it as fast as they can and be done with it. Snacks talks firm and clear at the restaurant usually. Which, now that you think of it, may mean she's actually been like this for a long time. That kinda makes you feel sad...

It makes you feel.

"Um... Trashy?"

You look up, and you blink at Snacks completely different demeanor; where there was fluster before, now rests some concern.

It seems you spaced out there.

>>421423

"Hey! Why don't we go to the movies?" You shrug it off with a smile. "Or we could eat something??

>>421495

"Or maybe it's too early for a movie, let's just walk around the center, and see things, and but things, and have fun!"

Snacks does seem taken aback, but she manages her usual "tasty" smile. "It does have a nice ring to it!" she states.

>>421430

"And later, I know a place. THE place. Trust me, it's nothing like the Great Lady."

The Great lady being the shit-hole the both of you spend your lifes at.

"It sounds like a plan." Snacks nods at you, then lets out a small laugh. You hope she doesn't feel like laughing all the time. That she can feel at ease with you.

That fills you with /determination/.

The whole island is supported by an enormous air-ship underneath it. So, naturally, it's not that big at all; you get by food from side to side in half an hour in a jog. It's nice, and the wind feels nice, it's very cloudy as usual but the silver linings struggling from the gray dense clouds are enough for the day to feel bright.

Yet, as you both walk towards the center, battling an up-hill street with some trees by the side, nobody is talking.

Hmm...!

>>421567
>bending forward
>grinning
Well at least we can't fuck up any WORSE. Especially since we paired those with sudden lewdness.

>>421586
Alright. This is it. Hold her hand and try making some small-talk as we walk - like asking about her hobbies, or regaling her with our tale of enlistment and subsequent de-enlistment.
Does Trash have hobbies?

>>421586

Break the ice.


"How's the family?"

>>421586
>Make sure not to walk around trashy areas. Try and lighten the mood by asking what kinda films she likes, in case we see movie later. Obviously you pick a genre she doesn't mention, that way she shouldn't mind if you try for some back-row make-outs and distract from it. Maybe try sliding an arm around her waist too.

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>>421612

Here's a handy list in case you ran out of topics:
-Blackmailing people.
-Pranking people.
-Biting people in the ear. (you never did that to her)
-Licking Pedro in the nape (your thonge still feels sour)
-Sweating at the gym.
-Cardio. Yeah, you in shape nigga!
-Spying on people.
-Fast-forwarding porn to get the best cumming- face, then turning it into a poster.

>>421641
...
Most of these are not good date-activities huh. Or talk-about-on-date-activities. Oh dear. Well, we can talk about the gym stuff at least. And I suppose nibbling on her ear would be amusing.

>>421616
Decent idea but I hope there's no awkward baggage we're digging up with that.

>>421641
Deargodnigga, if i wasn't busy doing laundry for these guys I'd try and lead this to the best but yall dateless punks are diminishing the charm that is lewd trash and tasty snacks. We need to sex her, however that is achieved.

>>421705
Hey anon, I'm happy with lewd but if we just go home and lewd it up immediately then there's no story being told. We can always pull her away and sex her after a little dating fun.

>>421616

"So! How's the family?" you start, then pull her by the hand as another young couple passes by. "Mine is kinda finnicky. My father used to get drunk a lot, so I had to keep watch of my two little brothers. Now the boys share an hybrid along one of those haremhorns. They do delivery." You finish with a nod, still holding her hand.

"My..." Snacks kinda drags the word. "What about your mother?"

"She trailed off with another guy. Mom was very pretty!"

"Oh, I-I see!" Today, we stutter. "It must have been very hard for you, I'm glad your brothers are doing well!"

"What about you?" you hazard, the both of you dodging an old man coming from above; his head was a shiny, pulsing black ball of plasma. "Do you have brothers, Snacks? Sisters?"

"I'm an only child. And to be fair, I was spoiled-rotten!" She giggles. "My family lives at the Seventh

-The Seventh being one of the few GIGANTIC air-ships out there, hosting a lot of people (mostly military personnel devoted to purge huge backlashs of Anythings).

and both my mother and father live, yet." she finishes, now talking softly.

"But what are you doing here, then?"

She "hmms", slowly. Well, that's a bad sign.

>>421650

"Hey, do you go to the gym? I never saw you there."

"I'm kinda lazy, it seems." She drops a faint giggle. "I do like to walk. This place is very nice, don't you think?"

"Yeah, it is very nice. Too bad we ended up in the worst part, right?"

"It's not that bad!" The half of her face you saw did look very nice.

>>421726
>Don't worry, even if you don't go to the gym you still got a smokin' bod.

>>421726
Fine, fine. Let's be lewd then. See if she wants to touch Trash's abs. She has abs right? Better have something good out of her otherwise degenerate list of hobbies.

>>421724
I'm>>421705
>>421495
>>421375
>>418384
I'm for the date, but this has to end or advance the penultimate quest goal. We need our Snacks. If we smooth her up with iur awkward and lewd advance, we have a chance of some action, if not hot flusterbusting

>>421775
Sounds good to me anon.

Unrelated, I hope this was an actual place we were supposed to vote, I kinda didn't know what to add while we are still walking around.

>>421746
>>421767
These are good... Yes, good...

>>421793
Op kinda takes our posts into consideration as we let him write. It's fine, gives him advanced notice and rubs his throbbin negnog ego to know we are hanging on his every word.

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OP dealing with real life shit right now, very related to overflowing toilets.

Please wait warmly!

>>421767
Yup, you has abs.

>>421812
That sucks, good luck with that!
Also, nice art! You're the one drawing it as we go, or?
Yesss, abs are go.

>>421812
Good luck. Hope you've got some nanas to eat

>>421821
Refer to
>>418405

>>421829
Oh, I didn't read the non-story posts since I was trying to hurry and catch up. Thanks anon!

>>421746

"It's so odd, anyway." You get both hands behind your head. She gives you a quizzical look, along a cute "hmm?" as you both reach the end of the uphill. "You got quite the nice body anyway."

She laughs it off again, hiding her face with a hand as you face your body towards her. Then you, you look behind; the trees hide most of the houses, and there's almost nothing more than sky and water at the distance, the bit of sunlight that makes it sparkling cleanly on the ocean.

It looks... soothing.

>>421767
"Not as good as mine, though!" Your attempt at a gentle smile ends up in a retarded grin, yet agan. You give up. "Wanna see for yourself?"

"I think I can see that... already?" She peeks from behind her hand.

"But this thing is so dense, it doesn't do me any justice!" You drag her hand under the spot between your crimson skirt and the military uniform. "Here."

...um, maybe you overdid it? She looks kinda- scratch that, /very/ red in there.

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>>421726

>She "hmms" slowly


S-siegward? Is that you my love?!

>>421857
Red is good. Means she thinks it's lewd, which means she's attracted to Trash, right? Flex tummy. It's only fair after we groped her boobs and slapped her ass last thread.

>>421857
Sneak arm around her waist while she's distracted!

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>>421860

Mmm…mmm…
Mm! Oh-hoh!
Forgive me.. I was absorbed in thought.

...And a wicked smile gets slowly drawn on your face, while her eyes seem fixed somewhere along your chest.

>>421861

So, how long have you been to the gym? You had two little boys to care for, along a drunk-fuck of a father who tried to rape you every now and then.
You could not afford to be weak.
A 12 years old girl, taller than most, getting advice from a big, big guy as he went up and down, up and down, along a heavy bar resting on his shoulders. A guy that, turns out, did Muay Thay on his off days. That was you.
Pushing her soft, warm hand, you flex the eyes of someone who got beat half to death almost a dozen times. Snacks eyes go wide.

>>421865

...and she stays there. Frozen. You know what? Fuck this. You sneak an arm around her waist, then gently push her towards you with a hand for of scars. Then witness her face slooowly facing upwards, and you make sure to meet her with a big wide smile as you close your eyes.

She swallows.

>>421965

"for"

"full of scars"

Typos, nigga.

>>421965
Throw her a wink and keep moving, we haven't even gotten the date proper started!

>>421965
flex the"eyes"
"abs"

FUCK
HAHAHA OMG

>>421965
God damnit THINK why does siegw- I mean snacks keep seizing up?!

What are we doing wrong?!

>>421977
Yeah I was really wondering about that one...

>>421979
Clearly intimidated by Trash's raw magnetism, anon.

>>421965
Maybe just wait until she un-freezes herself? We can't do much if she's gonna be a deer in the headlights here. Then either ravish or move to the center.

>>421976
Snacks wants a taste, but we've got to get moving. No doubt the panties are soaked, but we're not eating until we both know she's marinating. We gon get Giganigga on her after the fun, we just got to give her the lewd before so she knows she wants dessert after the main course.

>>421965
Snap your fingers in front of her I guess?

"Earth to Snacks"

>>422003
Why in the hell does my color and number change?! It's fucking annoying and it won't stay. I can never remember which are me...

>>422003
Anon plz, I don't think that Snacks likes exibitionism

>>422010
its like a movie

>>422010
http://dota2.gamepedia.com/Phantom_Lancer

>>422003
>we're not eating until we both know she's marinating
Not even an appetizer?
But naah I agree, wait until it's the right time

>>422010
You got a dynamic IP or something? Fuck if I know anon.

Gonna sleep, steer Trash right anons! Remember, proper date, flirting, hot and heavy at the theater if we go see a movie, and lewd at the end.

>>422025
Agreed

>>422022
We will get bites, but the main mission is to get her happy and wanting with a good date.
>>422025
Idk. I think I'll put phantom lancer as my name so i can tell my posts easier.
But yeah, this plan should do something

>>422042
I'll put my name as Siegward cuz I brought him up.

>>422007
As you open your eyes, you notice she's still looking straight at your eyes, her mouth kinda quivering. You slide the hand behind her across her waist, raise it in front of her, and wait for dramatic effect. Then snap your fingers, she quickly tilts her head back and blinks a couple times.

"Earth to Snacks?"

>>421976

"I was thinking 'walk, eat, movie'." The words come from your mouth as you wink at the shy, stuttering girl. "What do you think?"

"I think that might be very nice." Her voice comes out completely free of stutters, in flawless rythm.

---------------------------------------------------------------

The tourist center of this small ship-city is actually a calm, dry place, but one with many sights to offer. You see, there's a certain point in life where art becomes a necessity, much like food and water, and a fuel so finnicky like motivation has got to come from somewhere.

And that's why they make this place beutiful.

Dealing with the landscape is one of the few hobbies Judge Difos can allow for herself. The airship under her command, the Second, has been stuck under the island for already one and a half years. Or was it two? It was after an all-out war with the First, so it may have been three. Reparations, of course, are still undergoing underwater, but there's few places for art in a structure meant to be fully practical at every inch. And that's why both you and Snacks are now gazing in calm awe at the big black statue, surrounded by trees, that the Judge managed to save from the Rain.

"It still gives me the shivers." You state, then nod. It's not true. "That horse looks like it's saying 'damn it, another mile', though.

Even as she giggles, Snacks seems slightly shaken.

>>422022
As you look at her struggling with her shyness, you feel the sudden impulse to just grab Snacks by the waist and kiss her. You quell it.

She seems pretty absorbed on that statue. Maybe she's taking her time to catch her bearings? She's actually shaking, albeit slightly.

>>422114
Well shit, that's quite the reaction
>Are you okay? Wanna sit down somewhere?

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Forgot the statue.

>>422117
I'm so happy right now.

>>422121
What makes you so happy, oh story runner?

Did anons all go to sleep?

>>422122

OP may or may not have gotten a new job as a security guard in an hotel. With wifi. Which means, OP might get paid for 12 hours of scratching mah balls, studying Game Dev, and writing cute girls. Nigga, I might be getting paid for driving Snacks catatonic!

>>422157
I used to work sec. Pretty fun. Wish this board was around back then. Good luck man and pay or ask for the bananas. Lot's of laundry, but I'm glad with the story progression. This is seriously my favorite thread, even if normies avoid it.

>>422168
NIGGA, I CAN'T WRITE IF YOU MAKE ME MELT LIKE THAT. =T

>>422154
Maybe. I'll give it 20 mins, then call it a day. This was fucking fun.

>>422114
op man is this what happned arfter Preah,Cross Boss, Pedro ran away to work with teh horned ones?
omg its the same peopel/settings and everything
damm son

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>>422114
im happy to know that they are doing ok
you made me fell that day

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>>422175

I guess someone was bound to catch up!

On a likely related note; give me something to write!

>>422157
Sounds great, hope it works out for you!

>>422172
Well it's 4AM here so I'll also be off soon if that matters.

>>422187

Of course it matters, I can't write without you guys!

I'll wait one more vote, then leave a final post for the day. I had my fill.

>>422182
Well, the broken horn Leader is moving lan...sky and sea looking for them, and the restaurant is not doing so well. But, yes, Preah is happy to be with Pedro. =w=

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>>422183
alrighty then
we hold her hand give her a kiss on teh cheek and lead her away to somewhere to eat

>>422196
is there a link to the older threads so i can find out what has happened?
well lest there alive and preah is happy
also did pedro have to fuck that guy yet?

>>422206

He already did, so new he's free like the howling wind. In case you are wondering, this time it was on a speedboat as it raged across the seas.

You've already read the whole thing, but just in case:
https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=siegmeyer+of+catarina+dark+souls


WRITING!

>>422226
Wait, that wasn't it.

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Test+Quest%21

>>422226
I AM SEIGWARD OF CATARINA

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>>422249

>>422198
Shit son. I was planning on geting lewd later, but you went full lewd before the date even hit full swing! If we keep it up, the next thing we'll be hitting are tasty Snacks!

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>>422226
well now
that happened

>>422256
Anywhere I can hop on this shit? The characters are intriguing.
I would like to know more.
Amine, mango?

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>>422260
got eat it when its hot

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>>422269
darksouls its a game>>422237
thanks for this :)

Shit, we're getting sidetracked!

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>>422249

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You look at her for a while, then face her as you frown slightly.

>>422117

"Are you okay? You don't look okay. It's okay not to be okay, wanna sit down somewhere?"

Snacks gets visible startled, then practically jumps as she turns her body towards you.

"Whatdoyoumean, imalrightreallyitsjustsocoldrighthahahathisweaternotsodenseotherlikeablanketitsjustwhatdoyouthinkofthsistatueisverynicerightitmakesyouwonderhow

You surrounded her with your uniform as she kept on talking, because the only thing you managed to catch is that Snacks was feeling cold. That stopped the blondie little thing on her tracks. She stays there, looking at you; she's sweating, as your hand still rest on the sides of the uniform. All you wear now is a white top tank over a thick, black stripe that covers your breasts from side to side. Snacks blinks, then gives you this small smile.

"-Maybe we could sit for a while."

>>422198
"Wanna eat while we are it?" You hazard, smiling.

She quickly nods. "That will do."

You quickly kiss her on the cheek, and before Snacks has time to blink or wonder she's being dragged by your hand towards a hotdog spot.

>>422286
Dark Souls is the best reason to get sidetracked, in my humble opinion. Give it a chance!

I'm leaving it for today! Might resume the quest or make a new one, if needs be, in twenty hous or so, give or take. Ask me anything, should you feel like it! =w=

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>>422307
dar souls is a grat game naver finshed the frist one rage quit fightign the 4 kings by myslf
finshed the 2 one thow found that a bit easyer
we have to look her dead in the eye when we sexualy take a suck/bite out of the hotdog
narthing can stop the lawd train

>>422307
>"What do you mean, im alright really its just so cold right hahaha this weater not so dense other like a blanket its ust what do you think of thsi statue is very nice right it makes you wonder how
there we now know what she was trying tot say

>>422326
Mmm, yes, give her a sneak peak of the lewdness to cum. But damn, this just may work. And we have yet to unleash the secret technique, letting her get an upskirt peek and seeing her cheeks get mad red. A precursor to the rosy color we will get her bottom after some hard and naughty slappin

>>422350
ewdness to cum lol
omh man but rember its all about the timeings and we have to pretend to be ether picking something up or something cant just bend and snap
we should be picking ether a horroer movie or a sappy love one

>>422377
Since she's a spoiled girl, but grew up in war, i think love story is the way to her heart. After all, she may find horror and fright disgusting, or distasteful. But love is something spoiled grow enamored with. Illusions and fantasy

>>422436
horror was to get her to jump inot our arms as we hold her but no lawds
soo a love movie is it? lest we can lawd up in there

OP here, friend is spamming morgan freeman recorded audios over cs go mic right next to me.
Who here?!

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>>423435

>>423435
Sounds good, or terrible.

>>423435
I'm lewd. Sorry, ready. I'm ready.

>>423435
my body befor i pass out is ready

>>423435
Lewdness to maximum

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The "hotdog spot" is actually a small aircraft resting on the ground, maybe the size of a helicopter. The windows at its head resemble the angry frown of a girl, whom the boys just told she can't play with them, right before she heads out screaming: "I DIDN'T WANT ANYWAY." But right next to the door at the side, under a big window, sprouts what seems like half of a hotdog cart. Like smashed onto the craft by a giant a few times over in a frenzy,
You drag Snacks by hand as you gaze into it, the former struggling to keep up the pace.

A blonde, literally adonic guy just /pops/ behind it once you get near enough. He's wearing nothing above the waist, and his chest is almost too big. You stop at once and shake as Snacks stumbles on you, both look at each other and then stare at the ghastly guy who's not even saying a word.

"Heya." you spout eagerly at the adonis.

"...fuck you want?" The aonis retorts, politely, then closes his eyes in force as he bares his teeth. It ends with a yawn.

"My..." Snacks starts, tilting her head. "You seem-"

"Two hotdogs!" You raise a hand and two fingers right at his hungry-old-dog face, his chin now resting on a hand. " Two hot /dogs/-Snacks, what do you want with yours?"

She blinks. "Ketchup, perhaps? Maybe something to drink."

"Same!" You almost shout at blondie, making him grimace and turn his face, still waving your hand to his face. "Same!"

You squat and take a bottle of water that was strapped to your leg by a a small leather belt, then rise eagerly as Snacks still fumbles through the small black bag on her back that OP totally didn't forgot to mention or brought up on a whim-

>>421423
but you gently grab Snack's hand as she takes out her bottle, subtly shaking your head at her.

Then you pour it, almost brutally, into the machine that resembles a bottle turned upside down, cut in half, then strapped to a scale until the thing lets out a nice, spontaneous "bip!" that's more echo than sound, the blondie still looking bored at the whole thing.

"Yeah, thanks." he manages, perhaps nodding into his arm. "Have fun."

>>422326

Once sitting down on a, fortunately, small park bench facing the statue, you look at her dead in the eye, as you take the first, slow bite out of your hotdog, her's still about to enter her gaping mouth as Snacks stops to stare at you frozen as usual. You make sure to chew slowly, enjoying the taste, dawning your eyes in utmoust bliss.

Her hotdog falls from her hands unto her long purple skirt.

And as you rush to save the hotdog and she rushes to save her skirt the both of you knock your heads like two cymbals.


(Cont!)

>>423791
Aww man

>>422350
>>422377

There is silence as you both hide your foreheads with both hands. It is shattered by a dim, humble "aaaawwwwwwwwww" from her part, as you giggle like a retard strapped to a jetpack.
"S-sorry!" Snacks almost shouts. "Sorry! I just... kinda...!"
You just keep on giggling as she apologizes. Then you take the cue, fall silent, stand, walk a little bit (for dramatic effect), and bend over keeping your legs fully stretched, your back facing her, while you grab your head like an alien may pop out of it. Even if you forgot pain maybe a year ago, give or take. You keep the act for a few seconds, then turn towards Snacks who's now frozen again, her hotdog resting on her knees, her stare fixed at one side like her neck just snapped.

...As you notice some crimson in her cheeks, you silently pump a fist in the air.

You explode in guilty laughter, grabbing your hair with a hand, Snacks laughing as well yet still looking at the side. You stagger towards her, playing your cards close to the chest, still laughing as you squat in front of her. She glances at you, then drags her golden hair around as she turns at you-

"At least I didn't get the horns!" You blurt out. Her laughter ends in a giggle, then the both of you turn to look at her skirt at the same time. It's a mess.

>>423871
Let's take her shopping for a new skirt! A little early to go back home already but she can't walk around with a ruined one.

>>423871
Let's try wiping it off first and then ask if she wants to go get a new one sure

>>423901

You swipe the hotdog and the bread from her legs, like they whispered mean things about your grandpa Nolan who worked twelve-hours shifts to support two kids, a wife, and his horse-racing bets. Given that she's still wearing your uniform as a coat, the only way to clean the mess of ketchup and chips that comes to head is by catching a wayward paper from a newspaper, without even looking at it, and then swiping her skirt to the sides. She doesn't move an inch as you do. You crumple the paper, let it flow to the wind, and then smile at her; the skirt still has one big wet stain, but for you it's more than certainly not a big deal.

>>423901

"Wanna get a new one?" You say almost too excitedly. "I think red would look good on you!"

She's staring blankly at nowhere, which strikes you as odd, but she still manages another smile. "But it would be such a waste of time!" she's talking fast again. "Besidesit's nothing look, it's justkindasticky- and maybe not even that." She fixed her speed at the end of the sentence, which caused your cheeks to puff and your eyes to fall down. Snacks stares at you, somewhat confused, somewhat... lost.

And then, she manages to give you a sly grin for the very first time. "What's so funny?"

>>423968
Trash wants to spoil her girl, nothing wrong with that!
Well, ask if she'd rather continue then I suppose. If she doesn't mind, she doesn't mind.

>>423968
Hey let's see maybe we can take our trip over to Trash's place and have fun hehe

Also looks like you lost the other anons since rollcall op

>>424019
Gonna wait for pervert anon and phantom lancer. Besides my ajahfhakfhalf is ajkhnaejkajk.

>>424088
That doesn't sound nice, stay good HH-chan!

>>424088
Think Friday's just slow day really

>>423968
and im back
sorry i had to sleep
we should pout a little bit

and that bend and snap was just right
umm how much cash did we get?
insted or buying her a new one we could just take her back home and get her to try on one of the dresses we have
and then put on a movie and lawd on the loung in the candlelight

You're probably right.

>>424968
That sounds okay. As long as she can handle Trash's place. It's a little...trashy.

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WE ABOUT TO ENTER DEATH MODE BOOOOYYYYSSZZZZ-A!

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"N-ofhing." You spit half your chewed hotdog along the word, then rush to cover your mouth too late, still shaking. You take your time to recover, under Snacks now -If struggling- playful stare, "It's nothing."

>>423979
You stand, suddenly. "Hey, shall we? Listen, we could hit the movies,

>>424019
or pass by my place. It's kinda near. We could eat something and get you clean." Your mind rushes through ten thousand possibilities, every neuron in your brain waging war over thousand of generations that pass you by like seconds, in search of an answer. "Or dirty." You finish then nod to yourself, yet again getting Snacks to freeze until she remembers basic social survival skills. Like hiding in (nervous) laughter.

"It's just a littleketchup, come onletsgo!" This time it's her that grabs your hand, your smile cut short as you get dragged with far more strengh you tought she could manage. Snacks is certainly walking fast, but eventually slows down once she realizes the cinema is on the other way. And as you stroll across the green fields-and now drizzling wind-hand by hand, you don't fail to notice Snacks glancing at you.

"S-say, what movie would you like to see?" she asks you, failing to hide her anxiety. You just raise an eyebrow.

"I know I don't look the type, but I'm into the whole love-drama-ing thingy with the boys and the girls!" You reply cheerfully, your hand almost squished under Snacks tight grasp. "There's something about cheap drama and bad romance that makes me feel all warm and fuzzy. Hmm... I've always wondered."

Then, there you are. That's it. You didn't even noticed the hovering, open airship, with a makeshift cinema built into under one of those big-ass moving ceilings, three rows of red cushioned chairs and a big, un-gigantic, black screen looming over them, perhaps a bit too close. Everything is aircrafts of some sort around here; can't afford to stay in the same spot with the They going around, after all.
It's a pay per view thing. Snacks softly pulls your hand, then points at a girl with horns barely leaning out of the window.

>>424964
>>424977
>>424993

(Cont!) soon, my brethen, keeping the pouting in mind!

>>424993
just keep the lighting don and we go in befor her, but the place should be cleaned now rember>>425001
time to pay
try to get a spot away from people so we can do some playing

>>425001
Let's see what kinda movies are available!

>>424530
>>424088
Oh, ive been giving my fellow bums clean laundry. It's my friday, so this thread has my full attention, i just can't post while working. Bit I'm free before din din. I like how it's going. We have to ask her what she would like to do... Let's move this to an environment that encourages closeness, but time for introspection. I'm thinking movies. Unless a skirt change is in the cards, we can do shopping and let her run around, watch our yummy Snacks have some fun before more or less activities.

>>425001
Yeah alright, let's sit down and watch a goddammit movie. But we better get to sling an arm over her shoulders and shit.

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Something hits your eye, you don't hurry to turn around; it seems both drizzle and fog came back home, and with the way the gray clouds loom, and the sudden weight in the air, you hardly doubt it's going to rain. You walk towards the horned girl. She looks tired, and somewhat annoyed.

"70cm each or go home." It's a hornmother, one of those himehorns. If it wasn't for the horns and the white skin, then the foul mood would have sufficed.

As you nod, she hands each of you a pamphlet, you take a look at yours. It has three movies.

-A love story about a vampire and a werewolf. Both girls. The title rings a bell; someone said at the bar it was a raw, big rotten turd.
-A fantasy story about a magical girl who has to start a war in order to get everyone ready for an upcoming invasion, because no one believes him.
-A documentary film regarding the events of the last fifty years.

>>425072
>-A documentary film regarding the events of the last fifty years.
Sounds interesting

>>425072
lest not remind snacks of all the bad things that happened otal mode killer
soo i guse we should ask her what she wants to watch if not then its -A love story about a vampire and a werewolf. Both girls. The title rings a bell; someone said at the bar it was a raw, big rotten turd.

>>425072
Those all seem like bummers. But the romance should at least suit the mood we want, even if it sucks. Maybe it sucking will get us make-outs of boredom. Gonna vote fr that.

>>425097

"Snacks, what do you want to watch?"

"I'm fine with anything, really!"

"Are you more fine with something more than with other something?"

She shakes her head. "You can't tell if you like something before you taste it, right?"

Well, yeah, unless it's /shit/.

>>425126
quick make a joke about how she looks tasty or ask if she would like a taste of you
pick the -A love story about a vampire and a werewolf. Both girls. The title rings a bell; someone said at the bar it was a raw, big rotten turd.

>>425126
Eat the shit. Pick the romance.

>>425126
Yeah sure werevamp adventures is okay

>>425072
You know what must be done. Give her a taste of the A

>>425181
T-the A?!

>>425181
i hope you mean the A as in the frist movie pick and not liek anus
thats a bit too lawd for me

>>425223
>>425192
This is no time to pull the brakes. Tonight, we hit...
12th gear lewdness!

>>425274
We might get arrested if we do it in public, anon.

>>425284
You're lucky I don't have enough memory on this phone to post my heresy picture...
But I'll say it now.
That's heresy.

>>425143

You slightly tilt your head side to side. "You could be wrong." Then drag every word, as you grant her the full /Trash Dreamy Eyes Experience/, making her break in giggles again.
Flinching an eye due to drizzle, you turn to the horned thing. "This one!" You point out at the cheap drama-romance of a werewolf with a vampire, hoping that, if it's bad, then it's bad enough to be hilarious. She opens a tiny door at the side that you failed to notice at first glance, drops with a small leap, then leads the both of you inside the makeshift cinema. It's feels like being inside one of those old pianos, watching the gray sky from inside as the drizzle, trickling against the open roof, manages to wet the first row of chairs at the side. Both you and Snacks sit at the center, the screen flickering to life soon after.

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The story follows a werewolf girl that doesn't want to be a werewolf and she's very, very sad because she is. She then realizes that one of the girls at high school is a vampire, and they become friends but neither of them tell the other of their monstrous nature. Then the werewolf girl gets mad at the vampire because the former tells her she loves her but the werewolf girl /knows/ she's keeping a secret for her, and somehow you lose the thread and the whole is now an all-out war between two factions. Until aliens come in.
As a guy-werewolf is screaming in very exxagerated agony while a tentacle alien cleanly rips him apart, a hulking snore startles you. Then you slowly, slowly turn to face at your side: it seems Snacks fell asleep. You sigh... no wonder, this IS a piece of shit, and the damn thing is just twenty minutes in!

...Then again, this /is/ a rather strange opportunity.

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>>425307

Fuck!

>>425307
get on top of her and or wisper in her ear swet narthings
or pout when you ask her if she didnt like the movie or find it boaring, if we could make it a bit funer

>>425307
Well, that could have gone better.
However, it's a prime opportunity to practice one of Trash's hobbies.
Bite her ear. Softly.

>>425307
Kissu

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>>425344
Beat me to it. But this. We must kissu the ear...
With our teeth.
Gaze into her eyes.
And tell her...
"This movie is boring, and I got a bit peckish. I just wanted to get a bite of... a tasty Snacks..."
Bonus points for blushing.

>>425397
yes but can wwe do this when we are on top of snacks?

>>425397
good line

You used to be shy too, back when you loved to scream about the power rangers with the neighbour kid; it's tiresome. Shy people care for their every word, measure their every move, calculate ahead details you and me would either miss or find to be silly.
But they do. They can't stop trying to seize control, they can't let themselves go... and that's what really, really moves you about the snoring horned blondie. She tries. She let's herself be cringe-worthy, to spout silly nonsense, to make her head bleed against an inner shell strong a sturdy like a concrete wall.
And it must be so tiresome... You caress her cheek, and guess fucking what Trash?

Guess what?

You fucking FEEL something inside. It leaves you as frozen as she usually is, your hand like stuck to her cheek as you marvel at the fire within while another vampire is ripped to shreds by an alien and a single, lone tears travels across your face. Or maybe it's the rain.

...but that won't stop you now. In fact, it's even MORE the reason to move ahead, right? The possibilities. Oh, the possibilities!! What do what do what do what do

>>425344
How didn't you think of it sooner?! Like, half a second ago? It's time to get some insight on Snacks sensitiveness, this might as well be a matter of life and death, of internationalship security-it's time to bite her ear.
You slowly get into position, as a black man on the screen yells "DAAAAAAAMN NIGGA, DEM ALIENS BE CRAZY", and as he's ripped in half you tenderly munch on Snacks ears, cutting her stong snoring short while drawing a faint moan. You tilt your head away from her fast, the sudden adrenaline rush hitting you like a train after all these years... and, right now, it's not even a joke, it's almost like a panic attack. You take your time to catch your bearings, but no fucking way this ends here.

>>425318
After moving the handles by the sides, you get on top of her and stare right at her sleepy face; her head is resting barely to the side. You grab your chest: It hurts, yet in a completely non-romantic fashion. You shrug the pain and beats aside, and gently turn her head by the chin towards yours. Then swallow.

>>425365
And kiss her.

There is no more sound in the whole wide world. No more rain. No more aliens. Your heart doesn't beat at all. See, kisses in itself mean jack-shit most of the time, it's not like there's a hidden chemical reaction or a magical thing going there somewhere.

It's the gamble that makes hearts stop.

...then, you notice her snoring has stopped. And as you open your eyes... they are right in front of hers. None of you moving. Snacks eyelids move below, then to the sides; then at you.

Gently, yet firmly, she pushes you away with a hand on your chest.

>>425397
Wanna go through with this one, nig nog?

>>425465
The fuck do you think? This is what I've tried to cultivate throughout this adventure. We full waifu mode now.
Do what must be done.

>>425454
we pout now
we just wanted a tasty snack
and sorry we didnt ask frist
did we just fuck up?

>>425454
Shiiiit

>>425483
No, we wait for snacks reaction. Play the hand once the dealer throws down.

>>425496
I don't know what this means, but(t) fuck it, I'll back it!

>>425496

As you stare blankly into each other, you notice that what woke Snacks up was the sound of rain clashing against the lit roof of the makeshift cinema, then flinch at the bouncing rain.

>>425496
Both of you keep the empty stare, you still sitting over her with your legs spread over her, your knees resting on the next seats.

>>425397
This is when you realize you got good at getting tips because you did not, or could not, give the bigger quarter of a shit about what they thought about you, as your heart threatens to burst out of your chest. Yet, you try your best to seem calm as you gaze into her eyes.
"This movie is so boring... and I got a bit peckish. I just... wantedtoget-to get a bite of... tasty Snacks..."
You can /tell/ you are blushing; mainly because you feel kinda dizzy.

>>425483
"Sorry!" You smile at her, quivering.

Then she finally moves. You notice her mouth shaking, then notice she's trying to say something as she sharpens her ears. Shaken by surprise, your eyes widen as hers start watering fast.

>>425454
I'll admit, i did think the riding was too much. I wanted to keep the tension stretched, but I feel like we tried to snap it on a full lewd move. Maybe we should have kept it hot and teasing until she couldn't take it. Girls love to be teased, but not forced, unless you and they are willing to go for it.

>>425586
Worry.

>>425586
Fuck. Now we getting full feels mode. This isn't a sex quest anymore. We gon full love making. Nigglet, you startin to get me thinking of my ex fiance.
And it hurts...
G-good quest...
ha...ha.
Good quest...

>>425586
F-fuck. UHHHHHHHHH

Defuse the situation quick!

>>425602
hmm mybe it was too far fawd
no no no frist thing is frist we get off of her now
someone quick make her laugh or wip away those tears
ask her if wanted us and whats wrong dont cry
god damm this did a fucking 180

>>425586
Shit get off and apologize some more already god damn

>>425652
we could say we love her???

>>425656
On the first date? I dunno mang I think we might be coming on a bit too strong

>>425586
First, lets get off her and hunch our shoulders and form a persona of submission and guilt for committing a perceived wrong against her and express remorse for your forward actions against her, explaining in stutters that we were feeling something so strange and you love how she cuts up bits of food for the staff and her horns and the way she giggles and that real smile she dazzles with and the way she sips (favorite drink) with such bliss and she can't stop thinking of her and she just couldn't think it through, she just let herself do what her heart was pulling her to do and cry a little while saying it's fine if she won't talk to her... It's fine to call this off and that she just should have asked and how bad she is at watching the sun from afar. She wanted to be so close.
And now she's burned...
(ow. My heart.)

>>425669
but we have known her for a bit now>>425672
sounds good
can ask if this is something she wants

>>425672
How chuu9. Sure.

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>>425614
It takes you a while to snap back into your senses.
"S-snacks?! Are you ok?" This voice of yours... you don't recognize it. There's nothing smug, nothing funny in it.

>>425631
"...Snacks? Earth to Snacks?" you manage with a shaking smile. Oh crap ooooooh crap, her tears are falling and she's not even sobbing.

>>425656
You get the wild drive to tell her it's okay, that you love her, that you meant no harm at all. And you didn't...

>>425669
But this is your god damned first date, and you've already kissed while she slept.

>>425672
You almost /jump/ from the seat to a stand, then your mind freezes as you notice her tears won't stop flowing, and that there's no reaction whatsoever other than that, no silver lining in this gray sky. You slightly bend your knees, trying not to be too far, nor too close, not give in to desperation.

Maybe you failed.

"I-I'm sorry! I didn't meaant to hurt you! It-I-I-I-I..." you swallow, suddenly gasping fast. "It's just that I'm numb all the time and then you came and I felt something and it was /so strange/ but nice and.... and... AND I LOVE YOUR HORNS." this last bit you almost shout it, making Snacks flinch. "...and I LOVE how you talk and move and eat and the way you cut the food into tiny pieces a-and the way you smile and drink and snore- it's the only thing that has ever made me felt something in ever." This last bit, however, came down in volume with every word. You close your eyes, gathering all the resolve you can muster. "I'm sorry! I was so happy and... and I couldn't hold myself," crap, you are crying for the first time... in your whole fucking life. It's a feeling so fresh and now, it actually scares you back to life, drawing a wicked, insane smile from your lips. "It's okayifyoudontwa...want to talk to me, but please don't cry Snacks... don't..."
You open your eyes, now. Snacks eyes are still swimming among the tears, but her frown shows more concern than anything else. Well, it is kinda natural; you are having a meltdown right here. In your very first date with Snacks.

"T-trash?" she manages, kinda hopping from her chair. "Trash, are you okay?"

...you try to answer to no avail. Behind you, the vampire and the werewolf kiss, as the flag of Lost America overshadows them both under the firework's splinters.

(Cont!)

>>425754
Infinite spaghetti

>>425754
wat if she was crying over the movie, and she pushed us back to get a better look at it??

>>425764
I dunno I mean she was just so bored of it she fell asleep but that would be great

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>>425754
Lost in the utter chaos of new feelings and sorrows sprouting from basically everywhere, you barely just realized Snacks was driving you out of the cinema by the hand as she covers you with your own uniform. The both of you walk under the now merciless rain, her hair getting messy as you close your eyes to endure the force of the rain, in more ways than one.
Yet, she keeps up in stride.

(Cont!)

>>425775
man this fells what you doing?
we can still use this
is she taking us home?......

>>425785
Anon plz, sometimes people just need to feel

>>425773
>>425764
>>425761
That's how you get results. We gon get tender num nums.
On another note, it looks like it wasn't just the homeless that had spaghetti tonight
(one crazy fuck ACTUALLY tries to pocket it... Like, seriously i will never stop laughing when I see it.. )

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>>425761
The proper term would be 'Fusilli Doppia Rigatura'.

(writang)

At some point during the walk, Snacks was eagerly talking to you about something you really couldn't even try to grasp. So you've let her talk. And laugh, nodding or humming in response to keep her company. At some point the both of you ended up at your house, whose door doesn't even have a lock since the smell was usually enough to keep the folks at bay. You don't manage to see it, but it isn't hard to imagine Snack's eyes go wide, as her hairs drips into the floor or right into some dish or another.
She closes it in one swift, fluid motion.
Next thing you know, your head is resting on her legs as the both of you just lie in one of those bus stops the Judge made so people stopped dropping their airships at every damn corner. You feel her hand caressing your hair, one of those busses going by near or far and splashing water unto a poor fucker, who could no more than to scream at the fleeing wheels as the rain finished the job on his clothes. You stop wondering if that guy is Pedro, then fall into a drunken haze.
THE END

>>425833
wait wat just happened?
is taking us to her place?
way are we in a drunken haze?
the fuc khappened

>>425833
U wot m8

We're sleeping at her place, thinking Pedro just got splashed.

>>425833
So did she sleep with us after she led us to our place? And where are we going in the bus? Also, Harambe didn't die for this shit. If you need a real anons lesbian sexual experience to fill in the lewd parts, i can help, but this made my boner sad.

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>>425842
>>425841

OP's just being a fucktard because his brain is starting to melt from the lack of sleep. This is THE END-of /this/ thread! I didn't expect shit to move so fast but I'm more than happy with the shitstorm you guys brought on yourselves!

FURTHERMORE, I don't know when the next one will be due to life and shit and giggles but the way I see it this shit is barely just getting started, and that makes my feets shake.

@haremhorn <--- add this shit.

>>425845
You are sleeping at a god damned bus stop under the rain because you can't handle the shower of new feelings that crushing your knees like a full blown volcano. That's what I meant by drunken haze; there's so many new things in your head that you can't manage to grasp it all, so you give up and let it all flow.

AIGHT niggas, ask me shit!

>>425855
havent many quest with the mc having thislesbian sexual experience its a nice change.
>>425867
man you got me worryed in that movies
but this better not be the end

>>425855
>>So did she sleep with us after she led us to our place?
When she saw the absolute clusterfuck that's your natural habitat she simply closed the door and got you somewhere else.

>>And where are we going in the bus?
next quest, nagger

>>Also, Harambe didn't die for this shit.
Fucker, you made me splash the monitor with soup. FUCK YOU MAN.

>>If you need a real anons lesbian sexual experience to fill in the lewd parts, i can help, but this made my boner sad.
OP is absolutely more than willing to write lewd! If, of course, you fuckers earn it.

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>>425874
It's not, I just felt like being a shithead and slightly rustling your jimmies. I love this quest too damn much to end it anytime soon.

>>425867
Alright. Thanks for running then!

>>425884
You're a piece of work dude that was evil

>>425884
Is snacks off the menu though? That's the real question. What was she saying excitedly???

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>>425884
omfg
have my babys

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>>425903
You didn't manage to fully grasp it, but it was something related to video-games. Trash used to play at the arcane when she was one ugly looking teenager, but that's it.

As for the menu thing? Well.... next thread!

>>425897
S-SORRY ;w:

>>425885
Anytime! Stay tuned for more cute girls having mental meltdowns!

>>425903
i dont think she turned off from us but we got to do this better mybe when we are sleeping we say her name a few times and cruls up argest her holding her tightly

>>425912
when is next thread?

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>>425916
Nigga, you are too fucked up to even THINK now.

>>425921
i havent eaten

>>425934

I can tell. Not even snacks. I'm not sure about next thread because I'm moving out soon, but I'd like to think it'd be like three days from now. There's the twitter for this kinda thing, I'll let you guys know in advance.