>>651926

You could tell this by the fact that the picture seems to be taken in selfie-style, with the girl in question taking the photo herself with one outstretched arm, while the other seems to be forcing the former Warmaster into the shot via a headlock. And from the flushed cheeks of both participants, it's a safe guess that alcohol was involved somehow.

"Taking a chance to look around, huh? I don't blame you." Your host catches your line of sight. "But as much as I'd like to indulge you, we don't exactly have that much time to snoop into Vintage's private life, unfortunately." There's an apologetic tone in her voice, as if she's legitimately disappointed herself. "So, what do you--"

You'll take it, you say before she can finish her question. You'll take her offer. As much as you're loathe to ask anyone for help - especially with this kind of thing - you'd be quite the dildo not to recognize that the cards are as stacked against you as they can possibly be at the moment. ...Normally it wouldn't be an issue, but with Mami--

"Yes, yes, if it wasn't for this complicated situation you wouldn't even dream of asking for help. I fully understand, Nameless One." The girl raises a gloved hand. "Please don't take this the wrong way, but my colleagues and I are very familiar with your many failings. Pride being one of your more cuter ones."

What? Your brow furrows here. No, you weren't trying to talk big, you were just--

She shakes her head to silence you again. "What did I say about us not having enough time? But all the same, thanks for accepting. My colleagues will be very pleased to hear it." She stands up from the kotatsu, just as someone seems to quickly knock against the door to Vintage's quarters three times. "And that means we have to hurry with our preparatons. Thankfully, everything else is set up, there's just the matter of the trigger."

The trigger?

Your host nods. "Yes, a specific catalyst that'll help us give you the distraction you need." She pats her nurse outfit's pockets, seemingly searching her pockets. "...What the...I could've sworn I picked up some on the way here, I made it a point to--"

What? What's wrong?

"I...mmh. What's the deal here? Did I forget, or...?" The girl murmurs to herself, before turning to you with another smile. "I'm sorry, Nameless One, this is really embarrassing, but is there a possibility that I could perhaps bum a cigarette off you? Just one?"

How do you react?

[]Offer her one immediately, no questions asked.
[]What, you're gonna smoke here? I thought we didn't have a lot of time.
[]You don't seem the sort to smoke, honestly.
[]Are you going to at least brief me about this distraction? What's it going to involve? Should we synchronize our watches? Do you have any contingencies?

>[] Offer her one

This better be good.

>>651929
It's a magical time!
>[x]What, you're gonna smoke here? I thought we didn't have a lot of time.

>>651929
>[]What, you're gonna smoke here? I thought we didn't have a lot of time.

>>651939
>[]Offer her one

>>651929
>[]What, you're gonna smoke here? I thought we didn't have a lot of time.
>[]You don't seem the sort to smoke, honestly.
>[]Are you going to at least brief me about this distraction? What's it going to involve? Should we synchronize our watches? Do you have any contingencies?

In that same order. Just to fuck with her a little

>>651929
>[] Just light it up.

>>651929
>[X]Offer her one immediately, no questions asked.
Now she owes us for the cigarette.

>>651929
>[X]Offer her one immediately, no questions asked.
>[X]What, you're gonna smoke here? I thought we didn't have a lot of time.

Offer her one while complaining about it.

>>651929
>[X]Offer her one immediately, no questions asked.
Consider this our payment.

>>651929
>[]Offer her one immediately, no questions asked.

I assume we're the one actually meant to smoke it. Guess Green Green will need to give up trying to wean Chiaki off that habit.

>>651968
Well, of course. Even if Malal asked Midori to help Chiaki quit smoking, so far, no progress has been made (except that time during the housewarming party when Midori stealed the pack)

>>651968
>>651972
Could probably stop her from smoking by putting something even more appealing in front of her any time she feels the urge. Like alcohol, Mami's pancakes, or naked Midori.

>>651926
>[]What, you're gonna smoke here? I thought we didn't have a lot of time.

>>651929
>[X]Offer her one immediately, no questions asked.

>>651929
>[x] You don't seem the sort to smoke, honestly.

This better not be some deal with the devil shit where some exchange of a valued item contractually binds us or some shit.

>>651929

>[x]Offer her one immediately, no questions asked.
>[x]You don't seem the sort to smoke, honestly.

>>651993
Well, anon, considering that the alternative is to try and rescue Mami by ourselves (you know, facing the First alone and all that) I think the deal is not totally unfavorable

>>651993
That's not how it works, you little...
Well, I wouldn't be surprised if some forms of divination used the target's possesions as a conduit.

>Besides, even that truth detector in your head says I'm on the level, yes?

Should she really know that much?
She called us out on it last thread but I thought we were just looking suspicious. Her actually knowing about Smartass seems a bit much. Perhaps she can intercept pulsing?

>>652004
That line does sound suspicious.
The last time she only really deduced that we're zoning out while talking with the GW spirit(s).
Now she seems to actually know Smartass.

>>652004
>>652009
>Debating about paranoia and shadowruns. In MGNQ

It´s as if you are new here, anons

>>652013
But shadowruns is what it's all about.

>>652013
There's always so much to be paranoid about, I've given up worrying about them in favor of just burning those bridges when we get to them.

>>651929
>[]Are you going to at least brief me about this distraction? What's it going to involve? Should we synchronize our watches? Do you have any contingencies?

>>652013
Smartass is working with this universe's homu to get a drop on us. The three stooges didn't abandon us, they were kidnapped by the First to help Smartass with the operation "Kill Kong". As soon as we give her a cigarette, our DNA left on it will be used to set the giant Moonlaser on us. The only way out is to use Mami, who's actually a golden weapon (as shown in Madoka Concept Movie), to blow the Moon to smithereens.
Here! you wanted shadowruns, you have it.

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>>652033
It can´t be! Or could it?

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>>652036
Believe it! It's Noir KINO.

I suppose the time for voting is over, no?

Is it summoning time yet?

>>652054
Are we posting legs or blondes?

>>652054
Ntan nyan!

>>652056
Nyan nyan!

>>652056

Nihao Nyan!

>>652056
>Ntan
We've reached a higher level of ONE JOB.

Gorgeous!

>>652056
ONE JEB

>>652067
Delicious~

>>652065
I apologise, and will now commit sudoku.

>>652075
Architecture!

>>652075

Deculture!

>>652102
Delicious!

>>651939 >>651944 >>651950 >>651951 >>651954 >>651959

Wordlessly, you offer her one from a squashed half-empty pack you pull out of your inventory. It's a miserably-bent stick of a cigarette, one that you try to smoothen out before handing it over to her, but she doesn't seem to mind at all as she graciously takes your offering with both hands - her dainty fingers gently holding it up with thumb and forefinger.

"Thank you, Nameless One." She nods to you, before giving the cigarette the kind of careful examination you'd give a new stolen firearm. "The execution chamber is hexagrammically-warded to a ridiculous degree, you see, and that immediately blocks out any kind of attempt at intrusion that I could make, even if I were to resort with brute force. So I'll need something like a beacon in order to get in and give you the distraction you need. This will do just nicely for something like that, I think."

...A cigarette's going to do all of that?

"Yes and no. It...well, here, let me just do this really quick and I'll explain the rest." Carefully lifting the cigarette up to her face, it's here that your benefactor carefully pulls up her facemask to reveal a pair of soft, unpainted lips. Lips that gently give the filter of your donated stick a tiny - almost teasing - kiss. Leaving what looks like the faintest smudge of crimson on the otherwise off-white wrapping paper.

A smudge of crimson that then slowly vanishes, leaving in its place a tiny spider-shaped mark, its eight insectile limbs looping around to form a gilded cage around it.

"...There. That's done. Now, please hold on to that." Your host returns your cigarette, spider-mark and all. You take it from her gloved fingers, blinking at the sight of the act and then at the mark itself. "Once you're inside and you have a moment to yourself - or when you feel the time is right, whichever comes first - simply take that cigarette and make to smoke it. The trigger I just placed in there won't be set off until your own lips make contact with it. From there, I'll have enough of a way in to really start a commotion - and it'll also serves as a signal for my colleagues to kick things into high gear, too."

That's...huh. So that's what she needed the cigarette for?

"I did just say, didn't I?" Your host replies brightly, her hands behind her back. "Oh, try not to accidentally set it off BEFORE you get into the execution chamber, alright? I can only make one of those while we're up here, and it's going to be a major hassle if I have to do things the hard way."

[1/2]

>>652129
I-indirect kissu!?
At least it's a theoretically simple action.

>>652129

You're silent as you turn the cigarette around in your fingers, examining it from every angle. It looks and feels exactly the same as it did before you handed it over. ...Well, you can probably smell something like lilac coming from it, but besides the strange mark she left on there, you probably wouldn't be able to tell it from any other cigarette you have in your possession.

...It's kind of funny, using something as harmless as a goddamn cig to set off something that smells like complete and utter treason, especially if they find out you're behind it all.

Something also tells you should be alarmed - in fact, terrified - at just what she did and what it implies, but the urgency of the situation's pushed that to the back a bit. No doubt you're going to hate yourself later for missing something so obvious. Especially when it's right in your face.

But later. All of that, later. Right now, you have Mami and the First to deal with.

"Any more questions? If not--" Three knocks, again, this time more hurried. "Then you really should be going, Nameless One. Otherwise people are going to ask questions and start barging into rooms and just look at this ghastly mess, Vintage will never hear the end of it." Your still-unknown benefactor casts a weary gaze over the shut-in's room, clicking her tongue behind her mask. "Just absolutely deplorable."

How do you react?

[]...Just who are you, really? I need a name, unless you want me to give you one.
[]Put the cigarette away and leave. Thank her for her assistance.
[]Ask if you can see her face.
[]Other.

>>652137
>[]Ask if you can see her face.
If not
>[]Put the cigarette away and leave. Thank her for her assistance.

>>652137
>[X]Ask if you can see her face.
At least give us that.

>>652137
>[x]...Just who are you, really? I need a name, unless you want me to give you one.

If we ever make contact again a name will be handy to speed things along.

Like the inevitable betrayal

>>652137
>[]...Just who are you, really? I need a name, unless you want me to give you one.

>>652137
>[]...Just who are you, really? I need a name, unless you want me to give you one.
If she doesn't answer, we call her Lewdlips.

>>652137
>[x]...Just who are you, really? I need a name, unless you want me to give you one.
>[x]Put the cigarette away and leave. Thank her for her assistance.

>>652137

>[]Put the cigarette away and leave. Thank her for her assistance.
>[]...Just who are you, really? I need a name, unless you want me to give you one.
>[]Ask if you can see her face.

All of these.

>>652137
>[]...Just who are you, really? I need a name, unless you want me to give you one.

>>652137

[x]...Just who are you, really? I need a name, unless you want me to give you one.
[x]Put the cigarette away and leave. Thank her for her assistance.

A codename of sorts will be fine.

>>652137
[]...Just who are you, really? I need a name, unless you want me to give you one.

>>652137
Maybe we should ask what her relationship with Vintage is.

>>652137
>[]...Just who are you, really? I need a name, unless you want me to give you one.
>[]Ask if you can see her face.

>>652137
>[]Put the cigarette away and leave. Thank her for her assistance.
Slartibartfst is Slartibartfast.

So why does Sayaka wear the mask?

>>652260
>slutty but fast
That also works, I guess.
Our diary should have written "Panic!", in unfriendly witch runes.

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>>652137
[x]Other
[x]Murmur: "Since you are helping me for a mysterious reason, let me give your a word of advice: if you are expecting me to fullfill or counter some sort of long-term plan or prophecy of yours, shove it right up your ass. Hasn't worked for Malal, will not work for you or Satan herself either. That and I am sick and tired of you robed chuuni-shits being all secretive and mysterious all the time, when giving straight answers would do the trick for once."

>>652266
Probably because Kyoko likes it.

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>>652273
>that write-in
But that's Official Murderface Experience Rules of Service.
Just add a disclamer: "Aforementioned Chiaki 'Murderface' Matsuda will not be held responsible for any waifus lost, soulgems taken and golden weapon users going fofa."

>>652273

>you robed chuuni-shits being all secretive and mysterious

That's hilarious given that chuuni is really just about the teenage rebellion against the society's preconceived status quo, meaning we're the actual chuu2s here, being all non-conformist and rebellious against any attempt to fit in some big picture.

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>>652324
>is really just about

>>652324
But Chiaki had gotten laid so she transcends the chuu!

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>>652324

He has a point though.
Try to explain Chiaki's entire personality, history and weapon choices without her sounding like a chuuni.
You can't.

>No doubt you're going to hate yourself later for missing something so obvious.

My money is on this being the larger threat the 1st was worried about, and we are bringing it right where they live.

>>652154 >>652161 >>652164 >>652167

You place the marked cigarette carefully in your half-empty pack, and then carefully place that in your inventory. You're still not sure what to think or feel about a diversion hingeing on something as small and insignificant as a cigarette, but what the hell - it's not like life and death for a Magical Girl doesn't revolve around whether or not her own personal glowing tchotchke is intact. You thank her for her assistance, and she smiles at you for doing so.

You'll need a name, though. As much as you'd like for it not to matter, you're already ignoring several warning bells in your head already, and you'd like to regain some semblance of normalcy by knowing just who you're dealing with, here. After all, it's not every day you ask for help to bust a friend out of the First's death row, isn't it?

And if she doesn't give you her name, well, you might just have to give her one. And you've got a proven track record with giving people names, especially yourself.

"Oh, we know ALL about that, Nameless One." Your host chuckles after a moment, shaking her head. "Well, it's not that I don't want to tell you or be all secretive - I know how really annoying that gets - it's just that it has the potential of placing us in a very complicated situation if I do. But tell you what--I'll write the name I've given down somewhere, alright, and you can look at it later, okay?" She walks to what appears to be Vintage's desk and scribbles something on the legal pad there, and then tearing the top sheet off. This she carefully folds and gives to you. "Oh, and just to make things really ironclad--here."

With the paper, she also hands you something. Another bauble.

Neither a Soul Gem or a Grief Seed, but something that carries elements of both. An amalgamation of the two, just like yours were, before it transformed into the thing that you carry around now. Imbued with neither the light of joy or or the miasma of despair, but acceptance. Elaborate and menacing, with a heart-shaped crimson gem set in the center, ensnared in golden chains, supported by a cloud of smiling cherubim.

"This should prove that I'm serious, at least," She murmurs reverently as she places the bauble in your hand."I hope I don't need to state it, but just in case - please take care of it."

A Witch Core. She's handed you a Witch Core.

No, more than that--she's handed your HER Witch Core.

Echoing something you yourself did, a couple of lifetimes ago. Back when you were so hungry for answers that you gave your own Soul Gem to a sworn enemy - one that even burned her soul away just to get one last stab back at you.

Which means...the person you've just allowed to help you out is actually--

[1/2]

>>652412

Just as you open your mouth to react, the door to Vintage's room slides open, and in steps the owner herself. "Alright, I've stalled them for as long as I can, and we're about to start this farcical display." She shakes her head. "Did you get everything you need, Chiaki-san? Come on, we need to get going!"

...Sort of, yeah. You just need to, uh. Just give yourself a moment here.

You turn to talk to your other host, just to confirm what she'd just handed to you - but she's not there anymore. Gone. Vanished.

All that's left of her is her gauze mask and glasses, neatly placed on top of the kotatsu table.

Jesus Christ, what have you gotten yourself into this time...?

"Matsuda, come on! No dallying!" Vintage snaps you back into the real world, and you hastily stuff the Witch Core back into your Inventory. You rejoin the former Warmaster outside her quarters, and then follow her as she sets off at a brisk pace, presumably towards where all the shit is going to go down.

"Well, what do you think?" She asks a moment later, the both of you still in mid-stride through the otherwise empty lunar base halls.

...About what? You grumble as you unfold the paper the girl earlier had given you.

One word. The handwriting cute and feminine, all in pretty curves.

Luxuria.

"Everything. Dealing with her. What you're - we're - about to do." Despite her hurried and sharp demeanor, Vintage grins at you. "Oh, I've missed this feeling, really. Having something to look forward to again, and dreadng what may come after. It's nostalgic!"

How do you react?

[]Vintage, did you just try to set me up with a goddamn Witch?
[]You don't have to take part in this, you know. Whatever happens, I won't rat you out.
[]Other.

>>652411
Or, decu was just alluding to the indirect kiss we shared with Lewdlips.

>>652417
>[x]Vintage, did you just try to set me up with a goddamn Witch?
More like Lewdxuria

>>652417
>[]You don't have to take part in this, you know. Whatever happens, I won't rat you out.

>>652417
>[X]Other.
>"What I wouldn't give for some peace and quiet every once in a while."

Remember, the walls have ears.

>>652417
>>652435
Anon has a good point, I'll support.

>>652417
>[x]other

Saving one person at the sake of everything else, somehow it feels nostalgic for me too.

>>652417
>[x]You don't have to take part in this, you know. Whatever happens, I won't rat you out.

>>652417
>[]Other.
"You should think about cleaning up your room sometime. It looks like pig sty."
As others noted, walls have ears. We have to play it cool.
>Luxuria
Silently loose our shit that is.

>>652417
Supporting
>>652435

>>652435
Supporting

Can we just, you know, not use the cigarette if we find some other way to resolve this situation?

>>652417
>[x]Other.

Nostalgia is less fun when it keeps happening over and over and fucking over.

And clean your room. Unless you're doing that to annoy everyone else, then hide a ham in there somewhere

>>652488
Well, I imagine so yes. But having the option is quite nice...assuming it's not just a trap.

>>652417
>[]Vintage, did you just try to set me up with a goddamn Witch?

I'm out of the loop here. Luxuria was one of Homura's, no?

Okay, it's shadowrun archive time!
>But if you get the others worried - especially Luxuria - well." She shakes her head, before smiling at your direction. "You'll have the boss looking for a new candidate to fill a fresh vacancy."
If she's against us, we may have a tough time.
>Everyone else - that's Avaritia, Acedia, Superbia, Luxuria and Gula - are out on errands.
>"Well, she's on her way to Ground Zero, it looks like. Luxuria sent in a report about a couple of hours ago saying that she spotted the Nameless One's thread intersecting with some really big players, and from the looks of it there's going to be some cutting here and there."
Divination powers?
>Do it, you tell her. Someone should be there. Someone positioned to strike at the Nameless One in the ensuing chaos, to finish what you started. To be able to capitalize on that chance when it presents itself.
It points to Luxuria being that assassin, but there's another explanation.
Oh, and another thing.
>"What? It's just a NAME, Invidia. We told you that in Orientation. It's not a stereotype we have to live up to."
In case someone's shadowruning based on her name alone.

>>652535
In case you'll miss the context here - no one outright stated that Luxuria is the one being at the base.

>>652535
You're doing good work anon, I'm sure most of us have forgotten a lot of details by now.

This definitely makes our aspiring helper more intriguing.

>>652417
>[]Vintage, did you just try to set me up with a goddamn Witch?

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Glad she was in a nurse uniform. Seems her normal attire is rather... revealing.

Do we still have to eat some magical girl flesh for our Maerorus condition?

>>652564
What's good about lack of lewdness, anon?

>>652549
It's just some vague recollections from previous threads plus the browser's search fuction, anon. If someone remembers something important about the sins, feel free to chime in.
>>652564
Would you sin with a sin?

>I have work in five hours so we'll resume later tonight when I get back! Sorry for the slowness!!

>>652575
See you later, space rabbit.

>>652570
I would sin with the right sin.
Like Lewdxuria.

>>652575
Alright Decu! Take care!

>>652569
It creates one less distraction for the Chiaki 'I grab that ass' Matsuda.

>>652568
Theorically, yes (Even Decu said so). But, si far we are not experiencing any effect for the lack of it. Also, Decu stated that Kharn satiated it by eating... Ajem, "others" things from magical girls, so thats an option

>>652564
Literally who?

I missed some important quotes.
>"As you can see, we're the only ones here. Everyone else - that's Avaritia, Acedia, Superbia, Luxuria and Gula - are out on errands.
>"And before you ask, boss, we don't have anyone near enough to make the jump in time, but if you think we have a window of opportunity here, I can pull a few strings if you like."
So, as I thought, Luxuria wasn't the sin that was sent to kill Chiaki. In fact, she shouldn't be even here. But someone is still in position to attack us when the time is right.
That can mean two things:
- threre should be no sins at the base. Luxuria's presence here raises suspicions.
- the assassin is not a sin. May be a spy positioned at the First. We should pay some attention while being introduced to the megucas here.
>"Then I'll make my own calls after this, then." Ira says, tapping at her smartphone's screen with a well-manicured finger. "I'm not promising anything major since it's a bit short notice and bypassing the wards in Ground Zero can be a bit tricky, but I can at least guarantee the Nameless One won't exactly have a safe trip both ways."
The sin that's supposed to kill us during our return (both ways? We had no troubles getting here.) is Ira, but she seems to be working independently from the other one.
So we have a possibility of two fight during this op, maybe three if Luxuria tries something funny too. Or I'm missreading the quotes. Or Decu's being useless again.

>>652714
I'm pretty much talking out of my ass here but I kind of got the impression that the Sins, while being under the Transcendent One's command, are not mindless puppets or henchmen. They have their own personalities, goals and are - within reason - allowed to act autonomously.

Also they are not beyond fail and not absolute since their 'positions' can be filled by new members should they expire.

Keeping all this in mind, I think it's well within the realm of possibilities that one of them has a play of her own that wouldn't be sanctioned by their boss if it came to that.

>>652988
You're not talking out of your ass at all. The facts imply that Luxuria has her own agenda. Her "group of individuals" is most probably opposed to TO (since they want us to succeed). That would make her more than having autonomy, that would make her an undercover spy.
Just a random shadowrun, since I'll be going soon: Her organization was started by the Blessed Lady (the good one) to help us reach the end of our mission. All of it's members are similar to Malal in that they can see the future and plan accordingly. They have been watching over us, from the shadows, but since Malal's plan has gone to shit, they now have to pick up the pieces. Luxuria's their spy, working under TO to make sure she won't kill us too soon.

So, let me het this straight: One of the witches that serves our evil-God-counterpat, who by the way wants us dead or at least removed from her way, is willing to help us betray her master? On one side, it´s true that the witches are independent entities that can act by themselves, but this looks suspicious as fuck to me. Sure, she has given us her WC, but that can be a trick for a longer plan. I think we should trust her for the time being, but always looking at our back.

BTW, TTO is omniscient in the mortal world, Malal say that herself when Yuma saw her die. And The Moon is part of the mortal world, of course. Soooooo, it´s possible that our "secret plan" is no longer secret

Oh, before I forget to post this (again), I finally got off my ass and updated the MGNQ eBooks about two weeks ago. All of the threads up to thread 305 are in the eBooks.
Links to download them are in the same pastebin as always: http://pastebin.com/kbGzcbDb

>>655777
You are a good person. Thank you for that.

One day, students studying Quest Literature will thank you and sacrifice in your name

Where ground zero at

>>656004
The moon

>>655821
>students studying Quest Literature
God save their souls.

I don't remember, can we do something with that witch core to create a bigger distraction if we need to? I remember we were pretty careful not to fuck with sayaka's one.

(Also, fuck Mami. There was no reason to go on this bullshit suicide mission. She already taught other people her pancake recipe!)

>>657154
Or she learned it from "someone". If Luxuria learned the recipe from Mami she would've known what kind of reaction that would get from Chiaki, imo. I would not be surprised if Mami learned a few more things from the witches, unknowingly.

>>657154
>>657800
Maybe we're over-interpreting. What if witches are just naturally good at stuff like this. They exist outside of reality, it wouldn't be that big of a reach to think replicating a person's recipe to the letter is like folding a paper crane for them.

Or she could have just thought an instance of 'Mami pancakes' into existence from the warp. We're talking about a pretty powerful being here.

>miss MGNQ being back from the dead and on /qst/ now
fug.

>>658005
you might be in time to see qst burn

>>657119

I can see it in the future. Either English Lit. or Sociology may have it. Or maybe part of a Creative Writing degree.

All the degrees that are useless without a very good and realistic plan.

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Can a boy be a magical girl, too?

>>658289
Sure, just look at Yuu.

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>>658289
It's possible in theory, but meaningless for the incubators to ever do, since the souls are both crappy as far as energy potential goes, and too emotionally stable - kind of like with older people. Remember nowhere near every girl can become meguca, either.

There may also have been some experiments in grafting witch flesh onto a male's body.

>>658432

>There may also have been some experiments in grafting witch flesh onto a male's body.

Slaneesh approves.

>>658289
I'll be honest, the eyeshadow started to grow on me.

>>658432
Decu stated that witch parts are very dangerous to humans. If you (as a human) would drink the beverage that The First drinks, distiled from witch flesh, your digestive apparatus would dissolve. Also, eating witch flesh is toxic for a human (once again, said by Decu) and ends in death. I suppose that inserting witch flesh into the body/system of a human would have similar devastating effects

>>658616
THE FLESH OF FALLEN ANGELS

>>652412
>Neither a Soul Gem or a Grief Seed, but something that carries elements of both. An amalgamation of the two, just like yours were, before it transformed into the thing that you carry around now. Imbued with neither the light of joy or or the miasma of despair, but acceptance.

Ahahahaha oh man if that implies what I think it does just made a very powerful friend. Looking forward to next thread Decu, don't let that killer commute claim you!

>>652412
>No, more than that--she's handed your HER Witch Core.
Yep, that's Homura alright.

Someone archive this thread, in case Decu doesn't return, please

>>660885
It's going to take at least a week for this thread to fall off.

>>660885
>>660899
I tried to let it sit for a while longer, I really did, but wherever I go I must also archive.

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Magical%20Girl%20Noir%20Quest

Thread archived!

You shake your head at the mousy former Warmaster. That's...fine, you can get why she's nostalgic about feeling an empty pit in your stomach. You can get how she might miss that gut-wrenching sense of impending doom when you know something huge is stomping right around the corner and is currently sporting the biggest hard-on about caving your face in with the spiked bat of reality.

You've heard about mountain hermits going completely fucking nuts in their self-imposed isolation that they start craving everything else about civilization - even the parts where you'd personally cut bits off yourself for just to get rid of.

But you? So much shit has been flung in your direction - and in such unrelenting frequency - that you're getting nostalgic ABOUT having some peace and quiet. Hell, you're even starting to miss doing paperwork, for Christ's sake. It feels like forever since you managed to sit in front of a desk and not have to worry about the next fire you'll have to put out, while being on fire yourself. And taking care not to mistakenly take a kerosene shower trying to extinguish yourself.

...Yep. Some peace and quiet would be pretty fucking great right now, you think.

"Oh." Vintage's grin falls here, replaced with a apologetic smile. "Sorry. I mean...well, this isn't anything to be happy about, of course, it's just that--"

You shake your head again. It's fine. You know what she's trying to get to, and no, you're not offended. She said it herself back then - not much happens around here. Any bit of excitement, no matter what it is, must feel pretty...well, exciting.

At this, Vintage lets out a sigh. "It gets to you, you know. Solitude. No matter what you do, it seeps in and hollows you out sooner than later. No one's really meant to be alone for too long - otherwise, well, this happens." She lets out a small, pathetic laugh. "If only retirement was an option, I'd have taken it without a second thought. Bugger this lot for a game of soldiers."

...Wait, retirement isn't an option for the First?

"The only way out's in a coffin or in an ashtray. Just like the Second Officio's retirement policy - Only In Death Does Duty End." Vintage laughs a morbid laugh here, just as the both of you come to a stop in front of a rather plain-looking pair of double doors. "...Right. We're here, Chiaki. Beyond this door you'll be in the company of Magical Girls who have become anything but - each one able to make even the Betrayer look like the confused weakling she was once was, and still probably is when you get right down to it." She places a hand on the doors themselves. "Do you feel them? From all the way over here?"

You blink at her in confusion. Feel them? What the hell is she--

"Stop. Think. Breathe. And then focus." She nods at you. "Just try it, please. Only for a moment."

Wordlessly, you do as she says, and--

...

[1/2]

>>661215

...

You feel your breath get torn out of you as you do begin to sense them. Your own hindbrain instincts tingling, no - recoiling at the collected presence beyond the doors. Cold fingers digging into your back, raking lines up and down your spine.

Predators. Apex predators. Each and every one of them, inside, waiting for you. Sharks on the prowl, on the hunt, black-eyed and ready to surge forward at the first hint of blood in the water, at the first sign of weakness. Teeth barely concealed in razor-sharp grins.

"That's the First for you. Monsters in every sense of the word. The worst - and the best - the Incubators have to offer." Vintage murmurs, and even as you pull in air in your lungs you can't help but hear a note of shameful pride in her voice. "Still feel like doing this, then?"

How do you react?

[]Shake your head. Not really. But it's not like I've got a choice in the matter, right?
[]Smile. We're not going to make it, are we?
[]Shrug. You're here for a job. Doesn't matter who you're up against or how you feel. You'll do the job in front of you and then go home. Simple as that.

>>661219
>[]Smile. We're not going to make it, are we?
We're boned, aren't we?

>>661219
>[]Shrug. You're here for a job. Doesn't matter who you're up against or how you feel. You'll do the job in front of you and then go home. Simple as that.

Add, with a smug: "Take care only of the giants, and the ants will take you down. We are doing this, Vintage... One way, or the other"

>>661219
>[]Smile. We're not going to make it, are we?

>>661219
>[X]Shrug. You're here for a job. Doesn't matter who you're up against or how you feel. You'll do the job in front of you and then go home. Simple as that.

We can be just as threatening, can't we? fuckers can probably smell fear/weakness.

>>661219
>[]Shake your head. Not really. But it's not like I've got a choice in the matter, right?

>>661219

[x]Shake your head. Not really. But it's not like I've got a choice in the matter, right?

As much as I'd like to go for the third, coming here is a bit more personal than work in this case and it's not like we want to stick our heads into the grinder if it can be helped.

>>661219
>[x]Shrug. You're here for a job. Doesn't matter who you're up against or how you feel. You'll do the job in front of you and then go home. Simple as that.
Let's get professional!

>>661219
>[]Smile. We're not going to make it, are we?
Add in: Then again, we were boned from the start the moment we signed the contract with the fat cats

>>661219
[x]Shrug. You're here for a job. Doesn't matter who you're up against or how you feel. You'll do the job in front of you and then go home. Simple as that.
Full on professional.

>>661219
>[] Shake your head.

>>661219
>[x]Shrug. You're here for a job. Doesn't matter who you're up against or how you feel. You'll do the job in front of you and then go home. Simple as that.

Yippee kai yay motherfucker.

>>661219
>[X]Shrug. You're here for a job. Doesn't matter who you're up against or how you feel. You'll do the job in front of you and then go home. Simple as that.
Voting to enter the room and tell these overspecced assholes to go fuck themselves, just on prickle

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>>661299

>>661299
>prickle
Principle. Goddamnit autocorrect.

>>661299
How about no, retard.

Hey guys what are the odds they are isolated murder mayumi fanatics?

>>661315
>there's a black market in porn on the first

Yeah I can see it.

>>661315
Each issue worth more than a bundle of grief seeds.

>>661315
>We will release Mami, but only if you cosplay.

>>661219
>[x]Shake your head. Not really. But it's not like I've got a choice in the matter, right?

We long ago voted to do this.

>>661315
Highly probable. I bet the whole "aura of a predator" thing is just them getting ready to fight to the death for our autograph.

>>661323
They'd probably just share it for favors.

So you're telling me we can stare down the devil ourself, and shoot her in the face just on principal, but we're left quaking in our heels over a couple of moon fujoshi?

>>661233 >>661238 >>661251 >>661269

You shrug as you manage to get your breath back. You're here for a job, you tell her. It doesn't matter who you're up against or how you feel, you'll do the job in front of you and then go home. That's how you've done things, and you doubt you'd be changing that anytime soon, even if you are about to walk into a room full of overspecced assholes.

Vintage's smile is a pensive one. "So you say that, though - well, let's not kid ourselves, you're here because this is personal. I'm here because it's personal. And if it wasn't, we wouldn't be here at all. Not if we could help it."

"..."

"Right, here we go then, Chiaki-san. Into the belly of the beast." Vintage rolls back a sleeve to reveal a pale, dainty-fingered hand, reaching out with it to plant her palm against a particular spot on the wall by the side of the door. Something glows in contact, and the doors quietly slide open. The mousy Equerry gives the inside of the room a quick peek, then urges you to follow her in. You do so, and the moment you step into the threshold is when the doors close behind you with a solid, metallic finality.

The execution chamber is...not what you expected. You'd have thought that being in such a small base in an otherwise uninhabitable rock - this is the moon, after all - that space would be at a premium. That it would be a simple, utilitarian room with probably a couple of floor grills for the blood to drain through. But no, what you step into something much more grandiose - less of a chamber and more of a grand hall inside a medieval church, one illuminated with grand chandeliers and sectioned with numerous mahogany pews lined up to face an imposing marble pulpit. The pulpit itself set against a massive oil painting of the white-gowned, white-winged Blessed Lady, the entire universe cradled lovingly in her gloved hands.

"Looks excessive, doesn't it?" Vintage whispers to you as you look around, the portrait catching your eye. "The painting especially. That's one of Nero's own creations, you know - the Fourteenth Warmaster. Came here and painted it herself, saying that she wanted to do something only befitting of our honor. Of our prestige as the First." She chuckles here. "I think she just wanted to show off, really. It's kind of her thing."

Yeah? You wanted to ask more about the painting, and possibly about its artist, when you spy the occupants of the room - most of them at the front pews, either sitting primly or simply lounging around. Some clearly bored, others clearly trying to look bored. But all of them charging the very air around you with tension as they kept to themselves, while at the same time giving you once-overs from where they're sitting.

Scoping you out.

Measuring you up.

As much as you'd like to do the same, to mark them in your mind if - when - the shit hit the fan, there's something you immediately spot. Or rather, don't spot. Something missing.

[1/2]

>>661461

Mami.

You turn to Vintage to ask where she is, when the former warmaster gives your hand a squeeze before pointing towards the ceiling. Up, up. Towards the chandelier nearest to the pulpit itself, nearest to the altar, the one that's being lowered to the ground.

Wait. No. That's not a chandelier, that's a--

...

"No. No, Chiaki. Stop. Focus." The mousy former warmaster's grip on your wrist is almost crushing as she forces you to stand completely still, to halt your sudden suicidal charge. "This isn't what you came here to do. Not yet. Stay calm. Rein in your emotions. This is not the time."

But they--!

"She's fine. I assure you, it takes more than that to kill someone like her. Especially someone like her." You try to tear yourself away from her, but the smaller, lighter Magical Girl's grip feels like iron. "If it makes you feel any better, she asked for this. All of it."

What?! She asked for it?!

Is she fucking with you right now? IS SHE?

"She asked for full sanction. After she failed in her assassination attempt and we managed to subdue her, she demanded that she be subjected to the harshest, most ironclad form of restraint we can possibly clap her in. Because anything bar of a Code Regalia silent room and she's going to break out and try again." There's the smallest tremor in Vintage's voice as she explains. "That's what you see before you."

...You shake your head, silently, not knowing what else to say. Looking up at the silhouette of Tomoe Mami as she's silently and slowly lowered from the ceiling to the altar. The chains of her massive crucifix clanking with every link paying out from the unseen spools above.

You look at her bloodied form, pierced with crackling crimson blades at the hands, feet and chest - and grit your teeth as you take in the sight of her costume in bloody tatters. The costume that had been the symbol of hope for all magical girls, as much as its wearer always been.

Her head bowed, unmoving save for the slight dip and rise of a labored breath. One of her soft, tender hair drills undone, hanging loosely from her neck.

"It looks worse than it actually is," Vintage tries again from beside you.

How do you react?

[]This isn't how she's supposed to go.
[]Tell me who did this so I know whose skull I'm adding to my throne.
[]You're lucky I didn't get to bring friends.
[]Stay silent. Light a cigarette and get things started.

>>661457

We are horrible fuckups and we hate ourselves.
The Devil is us.
Nothing to be scared of, she's just a worse fuckup and we hate her just as much.

>>661466
>[x]You're lucky I didn't get to bring friends.

>>661466
>[X]You're lucky I didn't get to bring friends.
We have to get closer!

>>661466
>[x]You're lucky I didn't get to bring friends.

Mami's fucking with us. She knows how we feel and she's trying to goad us into stupidity.

>>661466
>[]This isn't how she's supposed to go.

>>661466
>[x]Stay silent. Light a cigarette and get things started.

>>661466
>[]You're lucky I didn't get to bring friends.
>[]Stay silent. Light a cigarette and get things started.
While silently contemplating getting a set of skull furniture. Not a throne, we're not Kharn, maybe a skull cabinet for storing our alcohol.

>>661466
>[]Stay silent. Light a cigarette and get things started.
BUT DON´T SOMOKE! Smoking is forbidden in The First, after all

>>661466

[x]You're lucky I didn't get to bring friends.

They might decide to explode too soon.

Wait, is the smoking option the one that skips all the small talk and goes right into our Apocalypse level diversion?

>>661466
>[x]This isn't how she's supposed to go.

We need to stay calm for now.

>>661502
No, is the one that starts the "trial", and during it, our diversion

>>661502
Dunno. If that's the case, I'm changing my vote.

>>661466
[]You're lucky I didn't get to bring friends.
[]This isn't how she's supposed to go.

>>661466
>[X]This isn't how she's supposed to go.
We need more time to make up our plan as we are going along.

>>661545
Plan? There is no plan, anon. We are waiting for the diversion, because there is nothing we have planned to freed Mami and face The First. And that´s basically it. We know nothing of the base structure, nor the powers of the girls of The First.

Accept it, anon: we have only one card in our deck, and we are playing it without knowing how it works or what it does

>>661545
Plans made up as you go along always go better the faster and looser you play it! I bet we'd succeed better if we skipped this entirely and entered guns blazing in fact.

>>661557
To save Mami we really only need her gem but i doubt the first is keeping it anywhere near her until the actual execution. It takes a bit of distance for the body to become inactive after all.

We don't see Mami's Soul Gem, do we?
Should we wait until we see it before we have the diversion?
What if the First Warmaster has the Soul Gem, and the diversion causes her to go with the Soul Gem still in her Inventory?

>>661566
That's true, we should confirm where the gem is before we do anything.

>>661557
That's not true, we have at least two cards to play, our distraction arranged by our uber-witch "ally", and the mother of all false flag operations involving revealing ourselves as the devil and somehow saving Mami as well as severing all ties to our home Officio to prevent retribution.

>>661466
[x]This isn't how she's supposed to go.
[x]OTHER: Look for Mami's Soul Gem, and once confirmed its location, light up the cigarette.

>>661580
>severing all ties to our home Officio to prevent retribution.
How?
What can you possibly say that would do this?
And when could you say this as Magical Girls strong enough to individually fight toe-to-toe with Walpurgisnacht all try to alpha strike you in the face? Talking isn't a free action.

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>>661559
That's only true when you have an element of surprise. There's nothing surprising about us doing exactly what the First expects us to.

>>661565
>>661566
Good point, but since it's an execution, Mami should be jolted awake at some point (shitty execution otherwise). Just keep our eyes pilled and we'll find it.

>>661580
>revealing ourselves as the devil
Forgot about it. It would work well with the cigarette plan, as the distraction would give us a chance to transform unseen. But then we would have to cut our way through the First's elite and that's not a good prospect.

>>661592
The details weren't planned out in advance, the gist of it is that one of our options is to break out the cocktail dress and the wings and start making a mess of things. I personally only saw this one working if we witched out right after the teleportation, but it was a discussed option.

>>661602
>That's only true when you have an element of surprise. There's nothing surprising about us doing exactly what the First expects us to.
But they know we know they know so they'll expect us to wait until the best possible moment. Therefore going apeshit ASAP would be surprising because it wouldn't be surprising but we know it wouldn't be so it is!

>>661606
That plan hinges on the details.
Ignoring them and saying it's going to work without any clarification on how we're going to do it or even what we're going to say, is even more stupid than "Get Fucked" and handing over our Soul Gem.

Just a thought - could a GW inhabitant make herself visible to the other people than us? If so, would the First see that it's the ghost, or be fooled and assume it's a flesh-and-body meguca? We have a homu in our deagle, it would be shame to not use a walking alibi to our advantage.
>use the distraction cigs
>transform when the distraction happens
>put Smartass in our place
>pose as the devil incarnate and ham the role up
>acquire Mami
>shake off the pursuit
>change back into our uniform and call off Smartass

>>661618
What a cunning plan. As expected of Mastermind Murderface.

>>661644
They haven't been seen by anyone else.
Midori heard them when she was alone with them in the Vault, but that could have been because of her status as a Vessel.

>>661644

Might not fool other GW users who are likely present.

>>661644
Speaking of the golden weapons, I wonder if Mami's muskets were confiscated after her assassination attempt, or if she kept them secret.

>>661662
She almost certainly used her golden musket for the assasination, so it's probably confiscated.

>>661662
Ha! You think The First is going to overlook that? Of course the musket is confiscated.

>>661466
>[x]You're lucky I didn't get to bring friends.
technically correct. -everybody- is lucky that we didn't get to bring our BFF pinky yet

>>661662
Crap! We've been so caught up in the act of rescuing Mami that we forgot that we actually have to collect the damn things. And, besides the muskets, there's more at the base. I doubt we can just come back home with Mami and go back to the Moon some other time.
Is avoiding bloodshed even possible at this point?

>>661466
>[x]You're lucky I didn't get to bring friends.

>>661682
Mmm, you are right. I hope our distraction is big enough

>>661682
>Is avoiding bloodshed even possible at this point?
No, but we can prevent ourselves from spilling blood directly. If we need people to die, then our kills need to be made indirectly.

>>661698
So we shoot at the distraction and accidently hit the soulgem of one of the girls from the first?

>>661704
More like we conveniently stay out of the way and get Mami out while blood is being shed elsewhere.

>>661708
That would mean giving up on the golden weapons for now.
I guess we could try to kill them one squad at a time when they start hunting us?

>>661704
No, we let the distraction do all the killing while we do our shit.

If anybody asks why we did nothing then we say that it looked like first had it handled, they are the most powerful magical girls in existence right now

>>661698
Where did everything go so wrong? The last time something even remotely like this happened the only thing that was a threat to us was a hand cramp from cranking our shield too much.

>>661696
That's not the point. The point is, even if we nail the rescue aspect of the mission (no reveal and all), we're still facing the end of the world with no golden weapons to back us up. What's the point? We can just ask for a last supper with Mami and eat the bullet afterwards. I doubt the First will give them willingly and our secret benefactors said nothing about getting them for us.

>>661723
>the only thing that was a threat to us was a hand cramp from cranking our
That's lew-
>shield
Oh, carry on then.

>>661708
That can´t work: if Mami "dissappears", The First is going to immediatly point as us (you know, traitor, search and destroy, Officio purged...). Our only option is that Mami "dies" in the fight, and we can recover the Soul Gem without anyone noticing

>>661728
I mean, the more things change, the more they stay the same. Instead of the 3rd its the 1st, so maybe the 1st warmaster is some "blessed lady" devotee like Ahriman was, and that has something to do with why Mami attacked her.

>>661723
Speaking of the shield, is it still functional? Because if it is we can just timestop and grab mami's soulgem.

>>661734
Or we can set up a plausible scenario where Mami actually can escape by herself. Like, use the cigs at the right time and let her work out the details. Unfortunately, we don't know if she'll be conscious during the execution and she kind of made the job harder for herself, with the crucifiction and all.

>>661743
Or even talk with Pinky. We're really desperate here.

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>>661743
The shield, whilst functional, would probably get us killed by means of Pinky.

>>661757
>Or even talk with Pinky.
I don't think that we're THAT desperate.

We are reserving Pinky for when things really go to shit.

By the way, does anybody keep a close count of the GWs involved here? How many on the Moon? How many on the Earth?

>>661766
I'm putting my money on a 13-7 split, Moon/Earth. We have our five, the chain axes, the bangles, the gun, the katana, and the staff, the five owned by the other person with the most GWs, most likely the 1st warmaster, Mami's rifles, one wild card someone else has, and the golden rock. The rest are on earth.

>>661766
Dunno. One in Mami´s hands, other in that friend of Wendy (the golden knife). Wendy has the golden mask, I believe. We know from Pinky that there is one girl with five GW (most likely from The First. This timeline Homu has the golden shield. Decu confirmed the existence of a golden stone in ask.fm (currently location unknow). According to the writefags, there is a golden hammer in the 4th Officio and golden hooks in the 17th.

>>661774
>>661781
So, this mission is not the Final Chapter then? But the Faust's "grief seed" lies here on the Moon and that's probably where the final fight will take place (Or is it in the Wookieworld? Or maybe the Wookieworld is connected to the Faust? I don't know anymore). That would imply that we will return here some other time, so maybe not all is lost.
I'm saying this because we kinda have to get those GWs at some point after all.

>>661805
At this point, we are so far off the rails I'm not sure we even need to collect all 20 Golden weapons. That's still an option if we want to try to do this the Malal way, but there's always the option to go nuclear at any point and peek behind the facade that is this timeline.

>>661819
Just a quick reminder, what is the "Malal way"?

>>661819
Collecting GWs wasn't only Malal's plan. It was Madokami's plan as well. And judging from their interaction during the siberian arc, those two Madokas had their different ways of doing things. Off the rails or not, the point of the game is still to go Zettai Unmei Mokushiroku with Pinky and beat her with the golden weapons.
Unless we come across some kind of game changer.

>>661839
Find a broken homu in the Wookieland. Make her do everything exactly as she cryptically said. Reboot the homu if she doesn't do so.

All right, people: to anyone that just like me have found it out, Decu is taking a break from the thread, so don´t expect updates

>>661972
Congrats you're 3 hours slow to notice that.

>MGNQ thread with less than 300 posts over 7 days