>>806555
>TWO OF THEM ARE OKAY, ONE IS EVIL

>>806555
>TWO OF THEM ARE OKAY, ONE IS EVIL

>>806555
>TWO OF THEM ARE OKAY, ONE IS EVIL
Eyyy we're back!

>>806555
>>TWO OF THEM ARE OKAY, ONE IS EVIL

I totally forgot about this little sis stuff

>>806579
Oh wait. No EXP for Fox Fire? Lame.

Unless we just haven't discovered what we got for Sherry.

>>806555
>>TWO OF THEM ARE...TOLERABLE. ONE IS EVIL.

"Eh, two of them are okay. One of them is evil."

"Well...that means they're more good than evil on the whole right!"

"I said they're okay..." You frown. "...Didn't say they were good."

"...They don't want you being out here either?"

"Yeah...I guess we got something more in common than our builds right? We're both rebels!"

Your Sis smiles. "Dad says you're a pit fighter. But he says you're not like most other gynoids, and not just because you're made of black box material..."

"Hold on. The stuff I'm made of is called "black box" material?"

"Well not exactly...black box just means its unknown."

"But if we're talking about it that means we know it, right?"

Your Sis shrugs. "I don't make the rules."

"Take it from me though, the people that DO make the rules don't know much about them."

"It still doesn't have a name."

"Then why don't we give it a name? I mean its part of us, its just as much OUR stuff as anybody's."

"I...I don't think that's how its supposed to work."

"Who cares? Besides, it can't NOT have a name!"

"...I don't have a name..." She says shyly.

"...What do you mean you don't got a name little Sis?"

"Dad says names are a weakness. He says if you don't have a name then you aren't limited by words."

"That's ridiculous! See what I mean by the guys in charge not knowing a thing about what they're doing? You got to have a name! How about-"

>NAME YOUR LITTLE SIS
>NAME THE MATERIAL THE TWO OF YOU ARE MADE OUT OF

>>806585
She's actually already at the HQ...

>>806601
>NAME YOUR LITTLE SIS
Metis (Wife of Zeus) its the only thing I got besides maybe Camille(on)
>NAME THE MATERIAL THE TWO OF YOU ARE MADE OUT OF
Nova

>that last detail
As if this wasn't going to be more awkward going home

Sinus infection is bothering me again. Going to take some ibuprofen and lie down. Will try posting more this evening.

Vote on names! Cute names! Cool names! Cute and cool names!

>>806607
Going to add another name I like more. Pixie.

>>806607
One more material name too. Genome.

Name? Chamaelea, a feminine form of the constellation, a comparatively younger one to our old Scorpio
>Material Name: Baillite, a reference to the president of the International Astronomical Union

>>806601
Supporting >>806700 for
>NAME YOUR LITTLE SIS

>>806700
>>806708
I still like Pixie. But I don't mind this.

Going to be a bitch to find a hat that works for her. But thats so far ahead...

>>806601
>NAME THE MATERIAL THE TWO OF YOU ARE MADE OUT OF
Ichor

>>806601
Oh, and Chamaleon IS a constellation
Chammy?

>>806601
We are made of Upsilon.

>>806601
Sisters name: Metis

Metal name: Stardust.

Eeeeeeeh! It's back and I'm here for it.

>>806601
>NAME YOUR LITTLE SIS
Supporting >>806700
>NAME THE MATERIAL THE TWO OF YOU ARE MADE OUT OF
Darkmatter

>Chamaelea confirmed for name

That's actually really clever. God bless astronomy nerds.


An example of how fiction is better than reality. We have several good choices for naming the black box material. Instead of voting on who we hate least we're voting on what we like more.

Your candidates are:

>Darkmatter
>Nova
>Ichor
>Stardust
>Baillite
>Genome

>>807804
>Baillite
>Genome
Those are my favourites.

>>807804
>Stardust

It's kinda kitchsy, but it rolls off the tongue the best, and makes a certain amount of sense. Darkmattter and Ichor sound too wicked, Nova makes me think of Richard Ryder, Baillite is kind of a mouthful, and Genome just doesn't fit to me.

>>807804
>Sempai likes the name I thought up off the top of my head while phoneposting

dopeness!

That said, I really like
>Stardust
way better than my original idea

>>807815
>He didn't say Sam Alexander

You are good people.

"You are...Chamaelea!"

"Chamaelea..." Chamaelea says her new name slowly, trying out every syllable. "Chamaelea..." She repeats.

"Do you like it?" You ask.

"I've never had a name before. I'm...not sure what the rules of it are. Is it what you call me? What everyone calls me? What I call myself?"

"Chamaelea, Chamaelea, you're overthinking it! It's not some sort of device I just installed in you, its a name silly! Just let it work like it works!"

Chamaelea rests her currently pink head on her currently blue fist. "Hmmm...it seems so unorganized having a name..."

"It's not supposed to be about whether its organized or not. It's about...well its about having a name! What does you dad call you when he talks to you anyway?"

"Daughter. My Daughter. But that makes sense though." Chamaelea ponders. "I'm his daughter. Someone says "his daughter" or "your daughter" they'd be correct. But "Chamaelea..." does that mean I'm Chamaelea to you, to myself, to all others or only some others?"

>SAY? DO?

>SCREW THE OVERTHINKING! START TEACHING CHAMAELEA SPONTANEITY BY HUGGING HER

>>807917
>SCREW THE OVERTHINKING! START TEACHING CHAMAELEA SPONTANEITY BY HUGGING HER
She'll figure it out!
Holy shit, I was not expeting this quest to show up.

>>807917
>SCREW THE OVERTHINKING! START TEACHING CHAMAELEA SPONTANEITY BY HUGGING HER

>>807917
>SCREW THE OVERTHINKING! START TEACHING CHAMAELEA SPONTANEITY BY HUGGING HER

>SAY
>You are whoever you want to be. But I hope, no matter who you choose to be, that you'll still be my sweet, beautiful little sister.

>>807804
>God bless astronomy nerds.
God bless a five seconds Google search and Wikipedia.
No, God bless the need of man to put a name on everything But our sister

You wrap your arms around Chamaelea. She feels soft, slippery almost. Her skin feels incredibly soft for a gynoid. You can't help but stroke your fingers across her skin, watching the colors change at your fingertips.

"Incredible! You change colors when I touch you!"

"That is a good thing? Dad says its a design flaw that kinetic impacts disrupt the holo-dispersion matrix..."

"Look at that! I can leave handprints on you! This is neat!"

Chamaelea smiles "I...I didn't think anyone would ever call it neat..."

"It's like I can paint you by hugging you!" You pull her close. Chamaelea turns a rosy pink almost from head to toe.

You hold her for long, fulfilling seconds feeling her arms squeeze back around you.

You've never hugged a little sister before, and you aren't sure if she's every hugged anyone before.

"This is what Chamaelea means. This is what Chamaelea is." You say. "This right here."

You break off the hug to find Chamaelea with the biggest smile on her face.

"You are whoever you want to be." You say. "But I hope, no matter who you choose to be, that you'll still be my sweet beautiful little sister."

"I...I mean...do you think I could ever be like you one day Lesath? A fighter? Dad says its a degenerate thing but the way you fight...you make people better after you beat them. Like Fox Fire. She's your friend now.I don't think that's degenerate at all. I think that's heroic..."

"You've been watching me quite awhile haven't you?"

"I've been watching you sense you were put together. Could you...could you teach me how to be a pit fighter?"

>APPROVE OF CHAMAELEA FOLLOWING IN YOUR FOOTSTEPS

>DISAPPROVE. THE RISK IS FAR, FAR TOO GREAT

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>>808220
>Little sister has been watching gentle dom misadventures all along
>Wants to join in
This is getting a little uncomfortable. Disapprove but do so gently and with vague half-promises.

>Maybe when you're older, dear.

>>808220
>>APPROVE OF CHAMAELEA FOLLOWING IN YOUR FOOTSTEPS

We can tell her how to tab A into slot B while hand holding, but we can't show her that, that'd be degenerate

>>808220
>>APPROVE OF CHAMAELEA FOLLOWING IN YOUR FOOTSTEPS
Or, at least, train her.
I don't want her ACTUALLY pit fighting. Deary-me, no. You have tons of money over there. You don't need to pit fight. But we can have pratice!

>>808264
or, I guess, something like
>>808251

I don't know how age works with robots

>>808264
>>808267
I'd be OK with training her in terms of pure combat. What kind of pitfighting big sister would we be if we didn't teach her how to defend herself?

It's the "ACTUALLY pit fighting" stuff that's putting me off.

>>808267
She's actually been alive longer than we have. So from a certain perspective the only thing littler about her is her being shorter and more innocent.

>>808220
>APPROVE OF CHAMAELEA FOLLOWING IN YOUR FOOTSTEPS
At the very least, we can teach you how to fight.

Like the others, her actually pit fighting full time is worrying. The best we could probably offer in the future is that whole, under the underground ring we have planned one day, where she'd be a hobbyist pitfighter.

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>>808220
>Approve of Chamaelea following in your foot steps
I think we should approve but have her learn to fight first, see if she actually likes to fight people.

Also, here's art trance, I hope y'all like it (if you haven't seen it yet)

>>808359
Still great PC, makes me excited for when our next one goes out. because I expect it to happen sooner rather than later.

>>808359
Still adorable, i love the classic comic style

>>808220
>>APPROVE OF CHAMAELEA FOLLOWING IN YOUR FOOTSTEPS

Start her off slow, show her the rope and how to treat an opponent after defeat. I worry about her, but at the end of the day it's her life and her decision.

Well. You've never thought you'd be in a situation like this. You just go through explaining to officer Hazel how you were proud to be who you were, how you were proud to have the innate desire to fight and conquer and win, how you wouldn't wish Quiet Town on your worst enemy...

...But she's not built for the pits. Her brain-heart isn't wired with the same drives. And you aren't sure if she should act like she has those drives, especially when it could cost her so much...

You ask yourself, just for a moment, what it means that you don't want her to follow a path you so proudly walk. But finding no answer you quickly put it out of your mind.

You think that...sometimes you just have to say things and find out how the words fall. You don't know if that's wisdom, but it feels right, and you believing in following what feels right.

"...I mean if its alright with you...I now you're probably busy and stuff..." Chamaelea snaps you out of your daydream.

You suddenly notice that you're frowning. You quickly correct that with a smile. "Oh no. I can uh...teach you some things, sure."

"Really?" Her eyes flash rainbows.

"Yeah..." You put your hands on her shoulders. Citrus orange outlines your cosmic latte hands. "...But listen sis. You've watched me fight. You know what happens to the losers."

She gives a brave nod. "But I know it doesn't have to be like that. You showed that you can be a merciful winner. You can make it feel good-or not do it at all."

"No...I mean yeah that's right but...what if YOU lose..."

"Me? Lose?" You suddenly stumble as your hands go straight through her shoulders. She appears faint, like paint tossed into a lake, and then not at all.

A green finger taps you on the shoulder. "Hee hee!" She giggles as he rematerializes. "I've never fought anyone before, but I doubt just any run of the mill pit fighter could take ME down!"

"I'll teach you how to fight, and how to treat your opponent. But I'm not showing you the arenas until I feel you're ready."

"Awwww...come on Lesath! I'm ready for the real thing! Throw me against someone easy if you have to! Just one fight! Pleaseeeeee?"

>NO. NOT UNTIL I SEE YOU'RE READY. YOU CAN SPAR WITH ME OR FOXFIRE OR SOMEONE ELSE I APPROVE OF, BUT NO ARENAS.

>WELL....OKAY!

>>808983
>NO. NOT UNTIL I SEE YOU'RE READY. YOU CAN SPAR WITH ME OR FOXFIRE OR SOMEONE ELSE I APPROVE OF, BUT NO ARENAS.

Not a 'never', just a 'not now'.

>>808983
>>WELL....OKAY!

>>808988
>>808994
TIED

>>808983
>>809019

I feel like I wanna say
>NO. NOT UNTIL I SEE YOU'RE READY
But if I know little sisters she'd just be rebellious and go and get into a pit fight anyway to prove she could, a potentially dangerous one not vetted by us. And we don't want her doing it just because she wants to imitate us, so...
>Okay, but...

>>808983
>NO. NOT UNTIL I SEE YOU'RE READY. YOU CAN SPAR WITH ME OR FOXFIRE OR SOMEONE ELSE I APPROVE OF, BUT NO ARENAS.
We have just seen or heard too much. The idea of something like what happened to Ash or Diana is very frightening. Patience is what I would preach.

>>808983
>>NO. NOT UNTIL I SEE YOU'RE READY. YOU CAN SPAR WITH ME OR FOXFIRE OR SOMEONE ELSE I APPROVE OF, BUT NO ARENAS.

>>808983
>>NO. NOT UNTIL I SEE YOU'RE READY. YOU CAN SPAR WITH ME OR FOXFIRE OR SOMEONE ELSE I APPROVE OF, BUT NO ARENAS.

Please understand. Your body is some of the most advanced tech in the world, your design is based off of top secret military weapons programs, and your based on one of the best fighters around. But your confident, dangerously so, and I don't know if you've ever been in a real fight before. I know you think you can win, and you almost certainly can, but you know who else thought they could win? Fox Fire. And while losing worked out for the best for her, there are some people I want you to talk too, just so you can understand the stakes of losing to terrible people. Please sis, I'm terrified of something like that happening to you, so please just trust me for a little while. And I'm not saying you'll never fight, I would never say that. I jut need to KNOW that you're ready. I love ya Chamaelea, and I just don't want to see you hurt.

>>809473
Sorry about that, forgot to turn off my name from last night.

>>809473
>>809474
So much of what has happened in previous threads makes so much sense now...

>>808983
>NO. NOT UNTIL I SEE YOU'RE READY. YOU CAN SPAR WITH ME OR FOXFIRE OR SOMEONE ELSE I APPROVE OF, BUT NO ARENAS.

>>808983
>>NO. NOT UNTIL I SEE YOU'RE READY. YOU CAN SPAR WITH ME OR FOXFIRE OR SOMEONE ELSE I APPROVE OF, BUT NO ARENAS.

"No." You cross your arms. "Not until I see your'e ready."

"Oh come on Lesath! I'm like super advance! Common gynoids would stand no chance against me!"

"You can spar with me or Fox or someone else I approve of but NO ARENAS."

Chamaelea grumbles grumpily. "Ohhhhh you sound like my Dad!"

"What? I do not!"

"Do to! You don't want me to do anything cool or exciting!" An angry wave of misty blue courses over her body.

"Please understand. Your body is some of the most advanced tech in the world...call it STARDUST."

"...Why STARDUST?"

"Because stars are distant but everywhere at the same time. You can't help but see them when you look up when they turn off the sky-projection. And its like that with this "black box" stuff. We can't help but encounter it. Its inside us. But its also distant. We don't know what it is exactly...and there's another meaning for stars, one that I don't have words for but describe in my paintings...its not important right this moment." You shrug.

"You and names...so very interesting Lesath. Dad says you're just a big stupid brawler but you can't be, not when you see so much in so little."

"Well, I figured your Dad would think as much about me...but if you really think that about me then maybe you'll listen to what I'm saying Chamaelea. You're powerful as all get out with STARDUST. You only got to look at my record to see how powerful the stuff is. But you're also confident, dangerously so."

"You're confident as well!"

"Yeah I am...and it's gotten me in trouble...." You think about Foxfire bowing before Mr. Gent. You think about Foxfire with whatever the hell Mr. E stuck in her, slowly ticking away.

It wouldn't hurt like this if it was just you suffering. It wouldn't hurt at all if it was just you...

"...Trouble I can't just punch a pile bunker through."

"What kind of trouble?" Chamaelea asks seetly as she wraps her arms around your neck. "What kind of trouble Lesath?"

>Confide in your little sis.

>Don't confide. She needs someone strong in her life that isn't her Dad.

>>810970
>Don't confide. She needs someone strong in her life that isn't her Dad.

>>810970
>>Confide in your little sis.

>>810970
I'm a little torn here. I don't want to trouble her with that shit, but could there be an off chance that she could help in any way? We still don't know what all she knows or is capable of.

>>811042
I am partial to confiding a few things, but not everything. Maybe not the kidnapping/time bomb stuff.

But surely talking about things like Ash, Diana, Fox Fire's treatment, etc. Would be fine, right?

>>811076
Oh sure, I'd be all for that.

>>811076
This anon speaks with truth

>>810970
>confide >>811076

>>811076
I like this.

>>811076
glad to see my suggestion last night is going well.

To clarify I do mean how they are treated by the rest of the world and all that. I mean, it fits in line with our MO of "Who cheers for the losers." or some amalgamation of that.

>>811736
I vote for this
jk

>>811076
Seconding to confide the less horrible stuff

>>810970
Can we confide but brush it off?

Oh, you know, mafia stuff. Gotta either kowtow, or come to terms with eliminating all humanity. At least for now. One day, I plan on making my own fighting ring. With less mafia, and less killing all humanity.

>>810970
>Don't confide. She needs someone strong in her life that isn't her Dad.

You...you've never had anyone quite like Chamaelea to talk to. There are things you don't feel comfortable discussing with anyone...even Foxfire. But maybe, with her...

"...Actually there...is some stuff I'd like to talk to you about little sis. If you don't mind."

"Why...there IS something bothering you...I mean really bothering you..."

You nod, and lead your little sister to a spot by the abandoned lot's plastic fencing to sit down at. You curl your tail around the both of you as you begin.

"I...well I know you've been watching me sense they put me together, but I'm not sure you know what all's happened to me."

"I know the important parts!" She grins. "Like how you were rough with Foxfire but then became her best friend, and how you taught her to be gentle with Sherry, and how you're the greatest pit fighter on the circuit and are going to beat down all the Yakuza's top fighters!"

You flash a weak smile. "That's a part of the story. The good part. But...well do you know WHY the Dads made me in the first place?"

"From the chit-chat I overheard they wanted to make a really strong fighter and make a whole lot of money.' She shrugs. "It's not the most noble intention for creating someone but I've heard worse."

"You've heard worse?" You don't like the idea of Chamaelea knowing about things that are "worse". You don't want her to be exposed to things like that.

"Yeah. You float around Nexus City enough and you figure out that for as much as the people like to pretend the Mechagirl fights and the Mafia and the Yakuza don't exist they sure like gossiping about it when they don't think the crowds can hear the. You're relatively lucky to be built to win. Some girls are built to lose. The really unfortunate ones are built to lose but their brain-hearts are programmed to think they're champions who can't lose, who shouldn't lose. Some even go as far as to program stakes in the back of their minds. They think that if they lose a loved one suffers."

"My god...that's bullshit!" You yell through gritted teeth. "Why the hell...why the hell would anyone..."

"They say it's to make the crowds more excited. They say they like it when someone with a strong will breaks down and begs their opponent for mercy."

An uncomfortable silence passes between the two of them. You feel anger swell up in your circuity. You clench your fists until you hear the muscle cylinders grind inside them. "Those...those..."

>Vent anti-human feelings

>Suppress anti-human feelings. Not all humans are scum.

>>814233
>Suppress anti-human feelings. Not all humans are scum.
Surely there are. Just like not all bots are scum.

>>814233
>>Vent anti-human feelings
sow the seeds for revolution

>>814233
>Suppress anti-human feelings. Not all humans are scum.
We've barely met humanity to know them. That and 2 of our dads aren't comppetely terrible. That and Mr.S has expressed his distaste in the sport anyways.

>>814233
>Suppress anti-human feelings. Not all humans are scum.
Generalising won't do us any good.

>>814240
>>814250
>>814336
>>814396

You unclench your hands. Slowly. "...Humans. Sometimes I just...just can't stand them..."

"My Dad makes me upset sometimes...I really don't know about everyone else. I...I don't really get the chance to talk to anyone besides Dad."

"I just...I just don't get them. They make all these robots to fight this big war on Jupiter and when its over they say "okay, no more fighting everyone" like you can just turn brain-heart programming on and off like a lightswitch. So they see all the fighters, all the robots like you and me who want to fight, and they see them fighting in the streets and it scares the hell out of them. So what do they do? They go crazy. No violence. You can't be programmed with anything but a complete disgust for violence. No martial arts robots. No war games robots. They don't want there to be a chance of there ever being a "born soldier" ever again. They even started enforcing the same rules on humans to show "solidarity". So the only people that make robots that can actually enjoy violence are...well I'm not going to say evil. I don't know your Dad, and as much as they piss me off for being cowardly sacks of shit sometimes...I can't really hate two of my Dads."

"Outlaws, I think, would be a good name to describe it. But Dad...never really told me what he is. He's just always Dad."

"And the only sports for outlaw creations are outlawed sports. And they run them with no morals because they didn't have any to begin with. And if you try to make a league...where fighters are treated respect, where losers aren't make to feel like fucking garbage, where defeat is something that doesn't have to feel horrible...then you got both the police and the outlaws to deal with. And you won't last long..."

"People have tried making other fighting leagues?"

"Yeah. A friend of mine told me about it and how they don't last long enough for anyone to really notice them. She's a cop believe it or not."

"A cop? How did you ever become friends with a cop?" She asks wide-eyed.

"Hey now." You muss her red-blonde-brunette hair. "You should know that your big sis is quite good at making friends out of enemies. Look at Foxfire. Why, Officer Mousey and I have this really great project! You see she's got all these girls with fighting drives in their brain-hearts in line for Quiet Town, and if they just had something to blow off steam they could pass evaluations. And I'm getting a group of girls of my own, and Sherry has her own harem..." You rave on excitedly. "...Oh, what I'm trying to say is I'm doing it. With my resources and Officer Mousey keeping the fuzz off my back I'm really doing it! A fighting league for gynoids by gynoids!"

"Wow!" Chamaelea gasps.

"Yeah! It's going to be great! There are going to be rules and-and training! Veterans will be able to train up weaker ones so that they'll lose less, and if a loser doesn't want to be hacked they don't have to be!"
-cont

>>814680
"Wow Lesath! I knew you liked saving people but now you're going to save EVERYONE!"

"Damn right I'm going to save everyone!"

"...So what's got you so troubled huh?"

Her question instantly deflates your attitude.

"It sounds like things are really looking up..."

"They are...its just...well lets rewind a little. There's three reasons why I was created. The first reason, to make a lot of money, that's Mr. E's reason."

"He's the evil Dad?"

"Yeah. And ugly to...although with this STARDUST business I'm not so sure if money is really his only motive anymore."

"Dad says Mr. E has always been a vain, petty, greedy man."

"Then maybe it is just money. Mr. E is the type to see technology like STARDUST and instantly think of how to cash it in. Mr. P...I don't know what his reason is. I only know that he has one and its distinct from the other two, that's what Mr. S told me."

"Have you asked him?"

"I've...thought about it. But I guess I just haven't been in the mood to sit down and talk to him."

"...He do something bad?"

>TELL ABOUT THE BOMB IN FOXFIRE

>DANCE AROUND THE ISSUE. BE VAGUE

>>814703
>>TELL ABOUT THE BOMB IN FOXFIRE
Hell, maybe she can help us. Or maybe her dad can.

>>814703
>DANCE AROUND THE ISSUE. BE VAGUE
I mean, the discussion went to Mr.P and he didn't plant the bomb. That and we kinda don't fully know about the bomb but we are pretty sure its in FF but could also be in us. Its all very muddled.

The discussion is on Mr. P but it'll go to Mr. E. We're mad at Mr. P for allowing Mr. E to put the bomb in Fox which is why we haven't really sat down and chatted with him in awhile. We're pissed at all the Dads.

>>814703
>>TELL ABOUT THE BOMB IN FOXFIRE

Fuck it, she deserves to know how evil these shitstains are. And maybe she can help.

>>814703
>TELL ABOUT THE BOMB IN FOXFIRE

From what I can tell, the "compromise" with Mr. E is practically the only thing we have against Mr. P, he's supported most of everything we do.
Then again, that "compromise" is a massive bone of contention.

>>814703


>TELL ABOUT THE BOMB IN FOXFIRE

>>815085
>>815320
>>815828

"Well...sort of. It was more he didn't tell me about something bad Mr. E did. He and Mr. S kept what he did a secret from me."

"And that's why you're angry with them?"

"Yeah."

"They apologize?"

"Sure. When I confronted them about it. But it doesn't change a damn thing."

"What did he do?"

"He...he said he put something in FoxFire...something that'll kill her unless he keeps resetting it. He says its like a time bomb. Her insides will break down until she just drops dead..." Artificial tears leak down your face. "And I can't do anything about it! I can't hurt him or kill him because he's the only one that knows how to keep her alive!" You brush the tears out of your eyes. "Fucking tears...only reason I have them is so I can't hide what I'm feeling from perverted voyeurs..."

A little canary yellow finger crosses your cheek.

"Its also so you can't hide your feelings from me..."

"Oh...oh damn it..." You rest your head on your little sis' shoulder. "I'm supposed to be the big sis. I'm supposed to be the one YOU come to for help..."

"You've given me so much inspiration and hope Lesath. It wouldn't be right if I couldn't give you anything back in exchange."

"Mr. E did it to control me, its insurance in case I ever threatened him or threatened to compromise the operation. It's my slave collar...and Foxfire is tied to it as well."

"You think it has anything to do with STARDUST?"

"I don't know. Maybe. He did say he was the only one that could understand it so its likely."

"My Dad could understand it..."

"You think he can help her Chamaelea? You really think so?"

"It might take time but he does sort of owe you for skimping out on the payment."

"So what would I need to do? Would he need Foxfire to run some tests or would just a part of her do?"

"Having all of her for tests would be best, but her being gone might make Mr. E suspicious...and I'd hate to think what he'd try to do. There's another option though. What if I gave you my Dad's notes on STARDUST? Then you could show them to someone you'd have better access to."

"Like who?"

"Well, who makes your weapons?"

"Mr. E."

"Well...that's no good..."

"But there are plenty of weapon makers in the Caverns! I even got an offer to come by some guy named Vassily's shop!"

"What are the Caverns?"

You kiss her sweetly on to of her head. "Something you won't have to worry about for a long, long, time."

"Maybe you could trust one of your other Dads to help you? They're around FoxFire all the time. Mr. E won't be curious about them giving her full scans."

You adjust your hat. You're going to need to think about this for a sec...

>HOW DO YOU WANT TO PLAY THIS?

>GIVE A PART TO CHAMAELEA'S DAD

>SEND FOXFIRE TO CHAMAELEA'S DAD

>GIVE STARDUST DATA TO ONE OF THE DADS

>GIVE STARDUST DATA TO A SHOP IN THE CAVERNS

>>818528
>GIVE STARDUST DATA TO ONE OF THE DADS
For now, this seems the best option. Much as Chamaelea's dad may help the most directly. Giving a part or sending her over there is a dicey proposition and I'd be very nervous. Don't think giving the data to the caverns would be wise either. I am already hesitant of telling more and more people about us.

The dads will be mad at us for the stunts we pull, but assuming we talk it out, we can at least discuss the issue. We know S and P aren't fans of this bomb plan.

>>818528
>>GIVE STARDUST DATA TO ONE OF THE DADS

>>818640
>>818705
"Get me the data...I'm going to try trusting my Dads again."

"That's good!" Chamaelea cheers. "Take it from me. It's...a real good feeling to be able to trust your Dad."

"He good to you?"

"Oh yeah. He's very strict about who I can talk to and where I can go and he gets mad at me when he finds out I sneak out but...he loves me. Do your Dads love you?"

"I...I guess I'm going to find out."

"Have you ever asked them if they love you?"

"....No..."

"You need to. Really. I'm sure they'll say yes..."

"It doesn't matter what they say." You lie with a big confident smirk. "I got my sister and I got my friends. I got my girls and that's all I need."

"So you feeling better now Big Sis?"

"Yeah...I'm so relieved we can do something for Fox...you got...you got no idea how much this means to me..." Fresh tears trickle down your face.

"Lesath..." Chamaelea buries her face in your chest. "It's okay. She's going to be okay."

"Its just...I...I've been so rotten to her..."

"No way! You might have been a little rough with her during the first fight, but you weren't even a day old! And now she loves you!"

"And I love her...but you didn't see what happened with Mr. Gent after the fight, did you?"

"Mr. Gent? The Mafia leader?"

"Yeah. Biggest bastard in Nexus...like I said, it's only Mr. E who wants money. Mr. P, I don't know what he wants. But Mr. E...he's got me involved in this war against the Yakuza, and in the process I've become an "ally" of the Mafia. It's the reason Fox was my first "real" fight. I was...supposed to humiliate the Yakuza...through her..."

"Well...I can't say you didn't accomplish it. The clip of her submitting has spread through the underworld like wild fire."

"And it didn't stop there. Mr. Gent...wanted her to kiss his foot."

"Did she?"

"No...No, I managed to argue him down to her just bowing. But...I can still see her when I think about it...trembling, afraid, humiliated and broken..."

>Break down in tears. Hold nothing back. Go for the catharsis.

>Suppress tears. Be strong for your little sisters.

>>820648
>Suppress tears. Be strong for your little sisters.
Best we can do here.
besides, we're over that mob boss at the moment. Mostly. Maybe going to fuck him over later in petty vengeance, but not any time soon.

>>820648
>>Break down in tears. Hold nothing back. Go for the catharsis.

There's no crying in Pit Fights, but this ain't the ring and we never get the chance to express stuff like this to the girls we protect

>>820648
>Break down in tears. Hold nothing back. Go for the catharsis.
Much as I want the catharsis via ARTTRANCE.EXE. I think we need to do so.

And I disagree we're over it. Too many complex feelings.

>>820648
>>Suppress tears. Be strong for your little sisters.

>>820648
Be strong

>>820648
>break down.

Crying shows how passionate we are about this.

>>820648
>Break down in tears. Hold nothing back. Go for the catharsis.

>>820648
>>Suppress tears. Be strong for your little sisters.

Already voted. But have to love that we are still split down the middle. Kind of like the idea of Lesath continuing to struggle.

>>821926
Yeah, its kind of nice to see the quest's themes resonating on this level.

>>821947
Sherry, Fox, and Ash are going to really step up to the plate for Lesath. Like I said, ARTTRANCE.EXE will be something to witness.

>>821958

>>820668
>>820967
>>821018
>>821609

>>821106
>>821032
>>820710
>>820705
Tie game holmes.

Book might just have to flip for it, if we don't get another voter.

>>822088
That or monkey wrench a combo of the two somehow.

>>822092
Cry but stay strong? Keep a stoic face as a single tear escapes?

>>820648
>>>Suppress tears. Be strong for your little sisters.


We can be strong here. The meat will pay in time. All of it.

>>820648
>Break down in tears. Hold nothing back. Go for the catharsis.

>>822572
Not with you on this whole 'meat' train. Sorry buddy.

>>822572
>>822607
Sweet fucking mecha jesus again?!

>>822572
>>822607
Is that you Rage? Haven't seen you in awhile.

Hey guys, Rage is entitled to his vote. Everyone is.

Still tied. Will roll a tie breaker if we can't get a deciding vote by this afternoon.

>>820648
>>823210

>>Suppress tears. Be strong for your little sisters.

>>823214
>suppress tears

"I...I..." You have to be strong. For her. For Fox. For everyone. You choke down the tears. You will your tear sacs to close with all your might.

"...You going to be okay Lesath?"

"Hell yes I'm going to be okay!" You touch Chamaelea's cheeks and kiss her gently on the forehead. "I just...got a little emotional thinking about things for a second. I was real confused starting out but I know what to do now, I know what my goals are and how to get them. Now look at me, bitching and moaning like this, is anything bothering YOU Little Sis? Anything I can do to help you like you help me?"

"Well I WOULD like to get in a pit fight..."

"Chamaelea, I already told you not until I see you're ready."

"Then maybe in this league you're talking about? Can I start fighting there?"

"Why sure! I'm sure they'd love to take you on. Keep in mind its probably not going to be very exciting at first. A lot of Officer Mousey's girls are broken gynoids. But we'll train them. We'll make them stronger than they've ever been."

"I'd like to be apart of that."

"I know right? It feels good to do something where everyone benefits. It's great to feel like a winner in the arena but to spread that feeling around...let me tell you, that is the best feeling in the world."

"Well...I guess this is goodbye for now." Chamaelea stands up. "Dad might start looking for me if I stay out too long..."

"See you around Little Sis." You hug your soft, adorable sister. "You know where to find me if you need me."

"I'll have the STARDUST data the next time I see you. " She squeezes you tight. Her arms feel so soft. They almost roll against your metal limbs.

Chamaelea begins to slowly fade away. You see the rest of the abandoned lot through her opaque body. "It was awesome finally meeting you Sis...I promise I'm going to impress you! You'll see that I'm ready for the pit fights!"

"Take care Chamaelea. Maybe next time I can introduce you to Fox and Ash, won't that be cool!" You wave as she evaporates into the evening sky.

You fix your cap and jacket and start to head for home. You have a sister now, a suitcase full of credits, and a contact on the inside of the police force.

And they act worried whenever you say you're going out!

>Brazenly enter the warehouse

>Scope it out first

>>823250
>Scope it out first
I'm really sad that we didn't let it out. Lesath is going to burst soon.

Anyways, I know that things are great, but we are actually down 20 credits right now and with no second weapon. That and I'm sure the dads are upset/worried about us. So lets tread lightly, shall we?

>>823250
Scope it out first

>>823250
>>Scope it out first

Yeah, we don't have all the upgrade money we'd planned for, and our creators might be up to more shady shit. Time to be sensible for once. And I'm sorry about being stupid again, I'm trying (and failing miserably, as you can see) to tone it down.

>>823250
>>Scope it out first

>>823250
>Scope it out first
Yeah aight

>>823259
>>823321
>>823487
>>823493
It's all good Rage, you're being a lot less disruptive.
.....


You think about just skipping on through the door and bragging about your accomplishments in front of everybody...but you ultimately decide to lean on the side of caution. You did leave a big fuck-you graffitti sign on the wall saying you were going to talk to the cops...that was probably not the best thing you could have done in retrospect.


You come quietly up to the warehouse, senses turned to the max to pick up any sounds. You creep up to a window and peer in.


Mr. E is snoozing on one of the couches. That's a good sign. You scan around further and are pleasantly surprised to see Sherry sitting next to Fox on another couch.


You smile to yourself as you feel a little twinge of jealousy. God, you feel things for Fox...


They smile and laugh about whatever it is they're talking about. You love how Fox brings her hand to her mouth every time she chuckles. You love everything about her.


Ash naps on a couch next to them, red face resting peacefully on a white pillow taken from her room. Mr. P sits next to her and strokes her hair...and for a moment you feel angry that he would DARE put a hand on one of your girls after what he allowed Mr. E to do to Fox...but you he's sitting with Ash, and Ash hates to be alone when she sleeps, even if she's too prideful to admit it, and you can't help but wonder if he's not...good on the whole.


You notice the graffiti you put up is gone, replaced by a big screen that shows the Nexus City Eclipse news show reporting on the sudden buyout of Kami Industries by Gent Electronics, something you're indirectly responsible for.


"Ahem." Mr. S coughs.


You whirl around and see Mr. S looking very sternly at you. His old eyes wrinkle over his busy white mustache. He motions you over with a single gloved finger.


>Say? Do?

>>824237
Oh dear, I didn't expect that they would be buying out the kimono place.

Well shit.

>Say? Do?
Walk over to him, maybe a little nervously. Prepare to be scolded...a lot...

>>824237
>Cross arms, pout, walk over.

We rebellious daughteru now

>>824237
>Walk over to him.
>"Um...hey there..."

Regardless of the end results being mostly net positive. We fucked up hard and will be taking some severe lumps from this.

>>824237
>Jump out the window
ESCAPE RESPONSIBILITY

>>824237
Get over there and prepare yourself to try to buy them off with the fact we got loads of dosh in exchange for losing the part.

>>824265
>>824355
>>824371
>>824477
>>824355

You cross your arms and stomp over. "Um...hey."

You see the slap coming a mile away. You have a mind of fiber optics and black box tech. He has one of meat and blood. You have a body that can move fast enough to grab bullets out of the air. He has one of rickety bones held together by cheap surgery.

You don't get out of the way, part because you know it won't hurt you, part because you can hardly believe he's actually slapping you, and part because you feel on some level...you kind of deserve it.

"What the FUCK do you think you're doing Lesath?"

"I-"

"Thank god Foxfire told me about your little graffiti If we hadn't had your butler-bot hide it god knows what Mr. E would have done! Are you insane? Saying that you're going to the POLICE? Did you think what he could have done to Foxfire if he saw it?"

"But I can explain I-"

"Yes he's a cruel hateful man but do you have to press your luck with him? No wait, do you have to press our luck?"

"If you'd just let me-"

"We let you live here. We repair you, we maintain you, we give you a share of the winnings and the entire floor above us and THIS is how you repay us, by potentially causing this entire operation and everyone involved to self-destruct?"

"Will you let me say something?" You yell in his face. "You won't even let me fucking say anything!"

You suddenly realize tears are streaming down your face. You're angry, very angry, and not at any one person or thing in particular.

>SAY? DO?

>Screw explaining anything to him. Go up to your room in a huff and close the door.

>>825590
Explain what we have to explain. Or anything other than "go to your room in a huff", that won't solve anything.

>>825590
Time to explain some things. We can try to hold our tears, but I am actually fine with her failing to do so.

Our original goal was to try and gain intel on Yurei, for one. And we knew that if we didn't say where we were going it would have made everyone worry more. In fact, I don't think we really revealed anything about our dads to Hazel at all. Did we? Perhaps I am mistaken.

I want to bring up details of what we did gain out of the police. But we should wait until we explain ourselves first. The fact that we have someone who may be able to watch our back is nice. But Mr.S is probably not ready to hear what we did get out of it. And he deserves to ream us out.

>>825688
The other thing I should add is that we should expressly state that with the power of hindsight. We understand what could have happened.

I mean if we speak honestly, something bad did happen, just when we were out. We got lucky that it didn't go worse.

>>825590
well, for one, we didn't blab about you guys to the police. We went there for information about the assassin we gotta fight. And we have a full dossier. So rest easy there.
After that, depending on where the conversation goes, we can get into the OTHER clusterfuck of how we lost a part and found a big pile of money.

>>825590
>Angrily explain that we needed the information that the police had, that we're using her trust that we earned, and that she doesn't know a damn thing about them or their operations. We aren't just a mindless tool, we can plan things out, be persuasive, and its time that our keepers recognized how goddamn valuable that it.

>>825914
Don't do this. So far getting angry at the dads is always a bad idea. By now she should figure it out.

>>825914
While the sentiment isn't bad. I have to agree with >>826265 here. We can be passionate, and we are angry, but we should try to reel it in. Mr.S does actually like us. He's just a very very upset dad.

>>826265
>>826288
Fair, it's pretty clear his more worried-angry than hateful-angry

>>825590
>cry
>say we're sorry, we were upset and we weren't thinking that clearly
>admit we got in a spar with the office and won, essentially putting a cop in our pocket (or however that works)
>say that a whole lot has happened in the last couple of days...well since we've been born and it's a lot to process
>look up to him and say we didn't mean to make him mad

fuck I need to draw some art for this thread, I haven't sketched lewd foxfire or lesath in ages

>>825590
>You see the slap coming a mile away.

Well, I am mildly displeased with this.

"I was out getting information old man, making a friend on the inside who has knowledge and contacts that will help me do my job better, and help keep the cops off my ass. I went out to try and expand my world a little bit, make a few deal with out you all watching me like a bunch of perverted vultures. And I left you all that message because you're all a bunch of assholes. You're an asshole, Mr.P is a meek asshole, and the shithead who build's my weapons is the biggest asshole in the universe. Now, do you want to sit here arguing, or do you want to think about our next step? Oh, and if you ever think about hitting me, I'll take away your hands, as you clearly don't deserve them. And if you EVER think about threatening Fox, indirectly or not, I won't touch you. But your lover, the girl you helped build me to save? Well, I let your PTSD fueled imagination come up with what happens then."


That last threat is a complete bluff mind you, the girl did nothing wrong. I'm just hoping to get under his skin.

>>826768
Can you not!?

Guys, seriously, stop threatening the dads. It's never helpful. EVER.

>>826768
Not interested in this one whatsoever.

I would like us to mend the relationship with our dads. Not destroy it.

Read the room mate. Not your emotions. Lesath is clearly feeling stress and wants to try and patch things up and work with our dads/try trusting them. That's what the discussion with Chamealea has all been about.

I am 100% against antagonizing our dads when we deserve to be chewed out for everything. Mr.S is worried about us and is calling us out for being stupid.

>>825590
Explain our reasons. He's clearly treating Mr E as volatile (which he is), and Mr S was probably somewhat panicked while we were gone.

>>826611
>>826768
Quite a pair of extremes here. Not sure how I feel about either of them.

The one is a bit too capitulating, which seems slightly off. I want a good relationship but this reads a little wrong. The tears coming through would be good though.

The other extreme is just that. Extreme and sets up so far back it isn't even funny. Lesath has learned from before and should know that A)Mr.S isn't threatening her. B) Threatening one of the parties that has expressed a desire to help her and a distaste for one of his partners is not going to net anything.

>>825590
Ergo I think we should look to explain ourselves. That we didn't go to the police with the intent to rat our Dads out. That we may have actually lessened the burden of the cops on our back. And that we understand that we have erred in judgement, despite our heart and intentions being in the right place. Add a bit of strained attempts to hide our waterworks and, if need be, we should sink to the ground and sit, trying to process our anger, sorrow and confusion.

>>825590
>>SAY? DO?

>>825639
>Explain what we have to explain. Or anything other than "go to your room in a huff", that won't solve anything.

>>827006
>I think we should look to explain ourselves. That we didn't go to the police with the intent to rat our Dads out. That we may have actually lessened the burden of the cops on our back. And that we understand that we have erred in judgement, despite our heart and intentions being in the right place.

These sound good. Oh, and chalk up another vote against "stupid petulant angry tantrum that will only make things worse".

>>827006
I like this one more than mine

>>827006
>>827482
>>827707

"So I was upset, okay?" You yell. "I...I guess I could have left you a note or something but I wanted that fuck to sweat a little...w-what else can I do to him?"

"It was a stupid decision. You could have gotten all of us hurt." He says in a more mild tone.

He places his hands on your shoulder, and much to your surprise you let him.

"...Everythings okay now though, right?" You ask. "I mean everyone seems okay. He didn't find out."

"Everything is okay Lesath. So long as you don't keep trying to scare Mr. E. Don't make this life any more dangerous for us than it already is...please."

You nod.

"So..." Mr. S asks. "You really went to the police?"

"Yeah..."

"But why on Earth?"

"I wanted to talk to the Mouse-bot from before. You know, when Yurei crashed the limo?"

"The mouse-bot?"

"Eh, the rabbit. Officer Hazel."

"Lesath this is important. What all did you tell her? Did you tell her where we live?"

"No. We sort of...had a private duel over what we were going to do."

He shakes his head in disbelief.

"I won! I totally kicked her adorable butt! Made her submit and everything just by squishing her with my tail!"

"Oh dear god..." He grabs his head.

"She's getting me some data on Yurei from their files. And we talked about this idea I've been kicking around for awhile about forming our own league, one that doesn't hurt gynoids like the arena but makes them stronger, I really think we're on to-"

He hold up a hand for silence. "Oh dear god you actually went to the police...I think I'm going to need a drink for this."

"Hey, everything worked out! I promise! Officer Mousey is my friend!"

"Just...meet me upstairs alright. We need to talk about this. All of us." He walks away shaking his head to himself.

"I...I didn't do anything wrong! Really!" You shout after him.

.......

Upstairs Fox prepares a little table with little cups filled with little amounts of tea. When she finishes you sit on a little pillow by the table barely off the floor and cuddle up to her. "Why's everything so tiny Fox?"

"To symbolize profound control over one's environment, and the importance that exist in even the littlest of things."

"That why you got those crazy tiny tress? The bonzai?"

She nods. "I showed Ash how to prune them why you were gone."

"It...gives me something to do." Ash says crouching on a pillow. "I mean in between of my job and all the stupid naps I take-"

You wrap your tail around her and pull her close. "C'mere Ash. Get yourself in on some of the love."

Ash looks away shyly but smiles. Her red cheeks blush a shade of pink.

Mr. P and Mr. E rise up the stairs and Fox greets them. "Ah, welcome! I made tea for the two of you!"

"Thank you Fox, but I got my own drink." Mr. S places an enormous mug of near-boiling coffee on the table. "Human fuel, this is."

Mr. P gives a polite bow and Fox returns it. "Arigato." He says accepting his cup.

"Now...you went to the police, got in a fight with an officer-"

-cont

>>828593

"Actuallyyyyy it was a duel." You say. "To make things fair I took off my weapons and had her strip down. It was sort of like an arena fight."

Ash flinches.

"Okay. You committed violence against an officer of the law, without the very stronghold of the law..."

"I did more than that!" You declare proudly. "I won! I made her give!"

Fox gives you a smooch on your cheek. "In or outside the arenas I'm undefeated!"

"You uh, I mean after you won did you, uh..." Ash asks.

"No. I told you Ash, we don't hack those that would get hurt by it."

Ash sighs happily.

"She was sort of shaking in a little ball after she gave like she expected me to but really didn't want me to so I didn't."

"This just keeps sounding better and better...' Mr. S grumbles.

"I did boop her on the nose though. Because it was cute."

"Well I...doubt she would have recorded you dominating her. But did you check to see if she planted any kind of tracer device?"

"Oh come on." You complain. Hazel wouldn't do that."

"I suppose it wouldn't matter now if Mr. P checked you. You're already here. If there's a tracer on you its already done its job."

"Hey! She didn't do anything okay? She's a good person. She's my friend. We made a bet that if she beat me then I'd answer some questions for her but I won, and that means we're going to all their files on Yurei."

"Lesath, even if you're right on her keeping her word what you did was foolish. It was stupid and risky and what if you lost? What if you were defeated and at the mercy of a police officer inside the police station probably a few feet from where the keep the jail cells?"

"Damn it! Why don't you just trust me when I say everything is okay?"

"Because you keep taking risks without telling us beforehand."

"And like you two guys don't take risks and not tell US about it?"

Mr. P sighs sadly.

"That's...neither here nor there. Its besides the point."

"Well..." Foxfire interrupts the two of you calmly. "The matter of whether or not what Lesath did was a good idea or a bad idea is rather irrelevant now, isn't it? Its done and we now have a contact on the inside of the police force willing to give us information that can...help Yurei."

"I'm still not sure we can trust her." Mr. S says.

"Well maybe you should talk to her before you decide that!" You say.

"And now you want us to what, invite her into our home? Go to the station to meet her? These files you're talking about, what exactly is going to happen to anything we stick them in? What if they're bugged?"

>SAY? DO?

>>828691
>Promise them all the data. Mr. E can check it himself, even look over our chassis for any bugs.

>>828691
Well now I am very confused. Is all three of our dads up here? Or is it just S/P and that mention of Mr.E a typo?

Well, there are a couple ways we could handle it. Could we not procure a tablet or laptop to stick the data in, analyze for both Yurei data and possible tracking devices and dispose of the laptop after using it? Either that or snuffing out the bug if need be.

Barring that, they could watch the transaction from afar. Or >>828797.

That went much better than expected. Though we do still have to deal with that issue about the mystery man.

>>828841
Its another one of my glorious typos. Mr. S and P are here.

>mystery man

>WHAT ALL DO YOU WANT TO TELL THEM ABOUT CHAMAELEA AND HER DAD?

>>829158
If we tell 'em about the Mystery man and Chamaelea we can't tell Mr. E, especially since Mr. S has been looking for a way to get rid of E

>>829158
Oh, I don't want to tell them a goddamn thing about lil sis

We might be able to say a bit about Mystery Dad, maybe imply that he has a 'bot we've fought and made friends with already and an interest in our tech, so we can be prepared for his inevitable double-cross.

>>829158
We tell them mister E has some old enemies who did the weirdest combination of mugging us and paying us large amounts of money.

We then ask what the fuck we are supposed to do if he comes by again. Ask for huge piles of money? Splatter him? I don't think we're supposed to splatter humans.

>>829158
We provably have to tell them quite a bit. Considering the fact that we are down one Fixer and its hard for that to escape notice.

For starters we will have to say that we were somewhat forced/threatened into a deal for our tech by a man who seemed to know a great deal about Mr.E. And claimed to have worked with him and killed the other partner.

Unfortunately, the deal hasn't been fully paid up. Their Gynoid servant claims hes working on filling up the rest of the deal, but you can probably understand that we're skeptical/nervous.

On the positive, that one gynoid is apparently a fan of ours and may be able to help give us data on that OTHER problem.

I want to talk about our sis. But I am hesitant to go all out just yet. They will probably need to know at some point though. We do need to learn to trust them.

>>829158
Tell them that we made a deal with an associate of Mr.E's and to ask him more about it. Subtly imply that we were pressured into making the deal and that we'll only use the money we got from it for upgrades. Shift as much of the heat onto the shithead who makes our weapons as possible. And tell them NOTHING about Chamelea, they don't have the right to know about her and by extension try to exploit her.

>>829349
well, we can tell her Mr. E's old enemy has some kind of military hardware robot that we didn't want to fight.

But that's about it.

>>829361
I'm honestly against giving them even that much, especially if E get's a hold of that information. But if it helps sell them on the fact that we were kinda/sorta mugged and bribed at the same time, we might have to. So long as they start asking E a lot of questions he's not prepared to answer while we decompress with our girls (We still have to give Angel her wrestling match) I'm happy.

>>829361
I mean, it is a decent initial cover. Though I can't help but express sime concern. Considering that we are going to be fishing for Stardust data soon and present it to the dads as planned, it will lead to questions about how we got the data.

Not to mention that our sis will be coming over often I am sure, and while we can exploit her camo, I am sure. There will be questions coming from that eventually I am sure.

While I understand protecting Sis. We're going to probably have to explain that we may just have an informant. An unconventional one. But an informant.

>>829361
>>829380
>>829181
>Tell very little

>>829172
>>829294
>Give them details

I'll let the question hang for just a little longer before writing, just to see if anyone wants to try swinging the vote.

>>829441
I'm willing to tell them details about most things.
I'm leery about the sister bit, so I guess I'll be neutral.

>>829441
I say tell them the details of just about everything but the sister. And like the others said, make it sound like we got pressured into doing it.

>>829470
The funny thing is. I don't think we need to make so much of an effort to say we were force. We were forced. Maybe not directly, but the implication was that the man was willing to take it from us by force. Given that he openly claimed to be a murderer. Not to mention the crowds and the fact that causing a scene would blow our cover quite a bit.

>>829456
>>829470
>>829523

"Look, just trust me okay? She's on our side!" You fold your arms. "And she's even thinking about helping me with my idea for a gynoid friendly fighting league! She's got all these bots who need to be kept out of Quiet Town-"

"Yeah...about that Lesath..." Mr. S says.

"Why do you always interrupt me?"

"This league idea of yours is dangerous."

"Don't think you're talking me out of it! My mind is made up. I'll fund it all with my cut of the winnings but I'm doing it, I'm going to make it happen!"

"...I'm just saying its dangerous is all. Its not something to rush into. Can you at the very least wait until the Yakuza is drive out of the city? That way you'd only have the mob to worry about, assuming your police officer is truly working with us."

"Us?"

"Well...you know my needs Lesath. You know she'll have the same drives all you fighters have. I can't say that a league where gynoids are treated fairly won't be something that could help her."

You smile. "We can take her in Da...Mr. S. We're going to make them proud to be who they are."

Feeling a little more confident about your Dads you risk talking about the other thing you did while you were out...

"You might not have noticed but my fixer is gone..."

Mr. S grabs his brow. "Do I even want to know..."

"It made me a lot of credits!?"

"What? Did you...sell it?"

"Yeah, sort of."

"Well...I hope you got a good price for it. It's not as if we're in any danger of someone reverse engineering you. Mr. E saw to that. Although if you wanted better weapons I wish you would have talked to Mr. E about upgrading-"

"I made 40 credits, 20 of which I got and the rest of it is coming."

Mr. S spills coffee over Fox's wooden table.

"What?"

"Yeah, I got a great deal didn't I!"

"Lesath..." He says wided eyed. "What did you DO?"

"Well...a guy that didn't give me a name found me on my way to the police station in one of the super-elevators. He said he knew Mr. E from way back when, probably worked with him during the Jupiter war, and he said he wanted to pay me for one of my parts. So I took him up on it."

Mr. S closes his eyes and breathes through his nose. His brow furrows as he pinches it harder.

"He also promised to throw in another weapon to replace the fixer." You add hoping to make it sound better.

"Well...this is another danger you've involved us in Lesath..."

"Hey listen a minute! He knows about this weird bleeding edge stuff I'm made out of. In fact I'm going to get data on the stuff from him. I call it STARDUST..."

"Lesath...he gave you a down payment on a starship in exchange for just one of your weapons. Doesn't this all sound a little bit suspicious to you?"

"But he can...he can help with...things you know?" You don't want to mention the bomb in front of Ash or Fox. "I mean we can...make things better with all this money and data right?"

"Is there anything ELSE you did while you were out? Blew up a mafia base perhaps? Hmm?"

>Say? Do?

>Talk about lil sis?

>>829816
>I'm a fighting gynoid, you didn't program me to be an accountant too, how am I supposed to know what's a good deal and what isn't?
>Besides, if he screws me over, I know someone who will help let me know what's up! But, uh, don't worry, this is something I definitely know won't backfire!

>>829816
Did we really only get 20? I was sure it was 30 with 20 short.

Anyways, I feel like we could talk about Lil Sis. But if the majority says no then I guess we can let it pass.

I just feel like we'd get in more trouble the longer we delay.

Other than that,

>Say? Do?
>Clasp our hands together.
>"Thats everything...So what now?"

>>829816
>"I made 40 credits, 20 of which I got and the rest of it is coming."

First of all, he owed us 50 credits, I won't let him rip us off like that.

"So that's how my day went, now, unless you have anything important to discuss, I'd like to spend the evening with my girls if you don't mind."

>>829816
I don't THINK we did anything else.
Those were the big ones.
Also, yeah, it's super suspicious how that guy basically mugged us for our fixer and handed us a wad of cash.
I hope you guys have some ideas about what to do about this INSANELY SUSPICIOUS MAN, humans.

>>829876
>>830036
Yeah, we got 20 and are short by 30.

>>829848
>>829876
>>830036
>>830084

"Hey, I'm a fighting gynoid not a bank-bot! How am I supposed to know what's a good deal and what isn't?"

"Fifty Credits."

"Ain't that a good thing?"

"Its an incredibly suspicious thing. Someone with a lot of money and a lot of desperation wanted your weapon."

"Hey, if he screws me over I know someone who will help me know whats up!"

"The police officer, right?"

"...Yeah." You're growing to trust your Dads, but you still aren't sure they need to know about Chamaelea.

"Don't worry! This is something I definitely know won't backfire!" You clasp your hands together. "Well that's everything! If you two don't mind I'd like to spend the evening with my girls now..."

"T-Thank you for t-talking with us Lesath..." Mr. P says.

"Well. We'll be downstairs. If you need anything if if there's ANYTHING you want to talk about later, just let us know." Mr. S says.

......

>Deal with Ash

>Deal with Sherry

>>830129
>>Deal with Ash
I don't remember which one sherry was. It's been a while.
Also, it's weird we avoided mentioning he threatened the money into our hands at gunpoint. That is an important detail of how suspicious this all is.

>>830129
>>Deal with Ash

>>830144
Arabian Nights themed fighter. She's the one FoxFire beat. She's come over to talk to Foxfire about handing over her prize for winning.

If we mentioned we were threatened we'd have to mention who he was threatening us with, and we don't want to mention Chamaelea.

>>830129
>>Deal with Sherry

Hopefully we can do something with Ash right after. She needs more cuddles and reassurance.

>>830129
>>Deal with Ash

>>830129
>Sherry

The scarf thing will keep Mr. E occupied for now

>>830129
>>Deal with Ash

Our Angel needs our help more than Fox and her new friend right now. But hey, we have all night. Jealous Leseath can be jealous after she helps out her hurting friend.

>>830153
oh, I thought we could mention it was just SOME military robotic.
I see.

>>830426
Well, we're pretty damn advance. They're going to be suspicious and press for details if we say we were intimidated by a generic thug bot.

>>830443
well, we can mention it was cloaked.
but I digress, continue on as you were.

>>830129
>Deal with Ash
>instigate small talk

>>830129
>Deal with Sherry
It will be fascinating. I am sure.

so being as I haven't seen the movie yet, were can I find the list for the monsters you guys were rolling on?

>>830869
Fuck never mind, wrong thread. How did I just now notice this?

"So I saw Sherry's here." You turn to Foxfire.

"Ah yes. She's...well she's interesting is what she is. She's determined to have a rematch. But she's very polite about it. She says she feels both insulted and honored that I was gentle with her and that she respects me. She came in person to surrender her ribbon to me."

"I notice she was still holding it."

"Well..." Fox tilts her head bashfully. "...I kind of don't want to take it. Sherry's got her haram to take care of and her ribbon is such an important part of her fighting style...I don't want to knock her all the way down to the low tiers. She doesn't really have a back up weapon..."

"Well, that was her choice." You explain. "Some fighters choose to spend all their fund maxing out a single weapon. Its a good strategy-unless you lose. She should have known it would weaken her to lose a bout."

"But...do we have to take her ribbon? I kind of want to fight her again...and again. It was fun!"

>Its our prize.

>Its our prize. We can give her something to help her not suck and keep her competitive.

>She can keep her ribbon.

>She can keep her ribbon...but she has to beg you for it!

>>833280
>She can keep her ribbon.
We're nice like that. It is naturally our way of dealing with things.

That and it just allows Sherry to wonder who exactly we are. Which is neat.

>>833280
Let her keep it.

>>833280
>She can keep her ribbon.
+1 contender for our eventual fighting league

>>833280
>>She can keep her ribbon.
But tell her to get another trick!

>>833290
>>833320
>>833338
>>833363

"I say let her keep it, especially if that's what she wants. But its really your call kitten. Its your fight, your opponent, your victory."

Foxfire smiles. "Then I'll let her keep it."

"Tell her to get another trick though." You say with a wink. "If she keeps fighting with just one weapon she'll get boring after awhile!"

"I'll tell her. Do you want to come down and talk with her? I think the two of you would get along quite well. She reminds me so much of you to be honest, such a spirited little tomboy..."

You kiss her on the cheek. "Maybe later Fox. I need to do stuff with Ash now."

"With me?" Ash blinks.

"Yeah Angel. Remember when you asked if we could wrestle around and let you win?"

"Oh...that..." Ash looks away nervously. "You really want to do something like that with me? I mean...isn't it sort of embarrassing for a champion like you to get in a playfight with someone like me and pretend to lose just to...I don't know what you'd call it...to fulfill some deeply programmed desire to feel less like a weakling? No matter how I say it it just sounds so...silly..."

>SAY? DO?

>>833417
It's not silly at all Angel. We were all built with a need to fight and win, and if you go too long without fulfilling that need you'll go nuts. Trust me, I would love to help you overcome what happened to you in any way I can, and if this is what you want than I'm more than happy to oblige! But don't think I'll make it too easy on you. *wink* And if you want to stop or anything, if it get's too real for you or you want to try something else, just say the word. This is to help you after all Angel, but I hope we can have a little fun doing it."

>>833417
>Ash, this is a safe place for you. If you think that a play fight would make you feel better, I don't see why we shouldn't. Besides, it was really brave of you to ask. I'm proud of your bravery, and I don't want you to think I'd feel ashamed or embarrassed by it. We can do whatever you want, and stop whenever you want.

>Hug the Ash, she a cute

>>833417
It is silly, but that don't make it bad. A nice smile when you get back home can be just as good, if not better, than a win in the arena.

>>833417
"There are many embarrassing things out there. But this, I don't really find embarrassing. What we do when not in the arena is whatever we wish to. And, right now, I wish to help someone in any way that I can."

>>833467
>>833470
"Ash...come're Angel..." You put you arm around her shoulder. "This is a safe place for you. If you think that a play fight would make you feel better I don't see why we shouldn't."

"There's nothing for you to feel ashamed about Asheruh." Foxfire adds.

"She's right. It was brave of you to ask. We're proud of your bravery and I don't want you to think I'd feel ashamed or embarrassed by it."

"Well..." Ash brushes some hair by her horns. "...Okay." She nods to psych herself up. "Okay yeah! We'll fight!"

"We can do whatever you want, and if it gets too real for you or if you want to try something else just say so. This is to help you after all Angel, but I hope we can have a little fun doing it."

"You think it can be fun for you?"

"Yeah!"

"Even with me winning?"

"Sure! It'll be nice to just roll around...just don't think I'll make it too easy on you!" You say with a wink.

"Well I wouldn't want you to just lay on your back...but remember I win in the end, right?"

"Right." You turn to Foxfire. "Now you go see to your opponent and I go see to mine."

"You two enjoy yourselves. And do not feel ashamed Asheruh. Your true fight is with yourself, and this is a step in winning that fight." Fox hovers herself down the stairs.

"So you want to wrestle here?" You point your tail at the sparring room with its soft plasmetal mattresses and sturdy Lunar titanium walls.

"Yeah...just give me a minute to change."

"You want to wear an outfit?"

"Yeah...its a copy I got from butler-bot of what I wore when I fought...in my first and only fight...is that okay?" She says softly.

"Yeah! Wear it!" You say enthusiastically.

Ash smiles. "Rumiko shredded it. Slowly...among other things." She taps her broken horn. When I wear it I feel...kind of like I was before I fought her. You know they got free memory wipes for gynoids like me. They're very surgical with them. It used to be it rolled back memories like how old computers used to recover to previous dates, but now it can take out specific memories..."

"Is that something you want to do?"

Ash sighs. "I...I really don't know. I mean here I am. I am what I am. But what I am seems to always go back to that fight, back to Rumiko. Here I am dressing up in the same outfit and...sometimes I wonder if I'll ever get beyond that fight. But whenever I think of memory wipes I think of her, I think of her smiling, and I...I...I feel like I'm still fighting her if that makes sense. I feel like my memories are her hurting me like her electricity hurt me or he feet hurt me or her club hurt me or..." Ash breathes rapidly, eyes wide with old terror.

"Woah. Woah. Slow down there Angel." You hold her close.

Ash breathes, slowly slowing her overclocking brain-heart until it returns to a natural rhythm.

>>833677
"It's like she's still got me a submission hold with my memories. And if I deleted them it would be like the ultimate surrender. It would be admitting all over to her again that she broke me, that she did something to me that I couldn't fight past, that she did something to me to make me so wretched that I had to delete my memories just to make my life worth living..." She grabs her head, one hand slowly closing around her broken horn. "...I don't know what to do Lesath. I don't know. You're a winner. You're on top of things. Tell me, what should I do?"

>Say/Do?

>Mind wipe. Delete the poison out of your mind. Don't let your pain define you.

>No mind wipe. Fight through this. Don't tap out to Rumiko.

>I can't say what you need to do. That's something only you can decide. Maybe it'll just take time to decide.

>>833706
>Tell her how strong she is. How she has a new family now. How important she is and how happy we are for her to be here with us.
>>I can't say what you need to do. That's something only you can decide. Maybe it'll just take time to decide.

>>833706
Man, it was her first and only fight too? That is pretty damn rough.

>I can't say what you need to do. That's something only you can decide. Maybe it'll just take time to decide.

Admittedly, we're a poor judge. We've never lost in such a situation, only seen the results of those that have lost hard. But I feel like we'd encourage her to fight through this, but that it is her choice, not ours.

>>833706

>If it were up to me, I'd say to not give her even an inch more. But...I can't say I've dealt with that pain yet. If it's really that bad...

>Gah, I don't want to make the decision for you. I can't say.

>>833706
>No mind wipe. Fight through this. Don't tap out to Rumiko.

While ultimately it's your decision, I promised to help you make a comeback, and I plan on delivering. Only take the wipe IF everything we do otherwise proves a wasted effort. Let's make sure it's not wasted, yeah?

>>833706
>Hug her and hold her tight

"Ash, I know you're stronger than this, stronger than Rumiko. I think that if you delete all of that from your memory, it'd be like giving up, but I'm not an expert on this sort of thing. I know what I would do, but at the end of the day this is your decision Angel, and I'll support you no matter what. But just remember: You are surrounded by people who love you and want to help you, and that I know you can turn your weakest moment into your greatest strength if you can fight and beat it. For now though, let's just take the first step to your recovery, and have some fun doing it!"

>>833706
>Let her decide, but discourage the mind wipe.
>We know she can get through this.

>>833706
>No mind wipe. Fight through this. Don't tap out to Rumiko.
Given that this is a quest, we can probably help her recover.

>>833749
>>833752
>>833776
>>833793
>>833799
>>833816

"Angel I've...never been in a situation like yours. I've never lost before let alone lose like that. If it were up to me I'd say to not give the bitch an inch more. I want to help you fight through this."

You hug her close and hold her tight.

"Lesath..." She says as tears well up in her eyes.

"Ash, I know you're stronger than this, stronger than Rumiko. I think that if you delete all of that from your memory it would be like giving up...that's what I think. But I'm not you. I can't say for sure what this is like from your side. You do what you want to do Angel."

"W-Would you be ashamed of me...if I do get memory wipes?"

"Hell no.I'll support you no matter what you do. Just remember, you are surrounded by people who love you and want to help you."

"You...You really love me?" She looks at you with tender hope softening her features.

"I love you angel." You squeeze her close. You feel her tail brush against your own. "I know you can turn your weakest moment into your greatest strength if you can fight and beat it. For now though, lets just take the first step toward fighting back against Rumiko. And lets have some fun doing it!"

Ash nods. "I'm...going to take you down Lesath!" She says getting into the spirit of things.

"I'll wait for you on the mats!"

.......

You smile as Ash steps rather cautiously on to the mats. Her outfit is pretty flattering...and revealing. An ebony, ruby studded tiara sits under her horns. Similarly designed bands adorn her left arm and right leg. Her breasts are covered by a tight black top, leaving her back completely bare. Tight black shorts girded with a ruby belt end in bands of fabric textured like snakes that criss-cross down her legs and end at her bare feet where they wrap around her instep.

"Uh...do you like it?" She asks. "I mean what do you think?"

>SAY/DO?

>>833964
I like it. It's functional and still has a bit of flair in the little tassels. I have to ask though, if you don't mind of course, where does the tiara fit in all this?"

>Once we get an explination, ready up into a fighting stance.

"Whenever you are ready."

>>833964

>Wolf whistle.

>>833964
Get ready to sell like you're a pro wrestler!
You watch pro wrestling, right robot? I mean, it seems right up your alley.

>>833964
>You look great, Ash. You girls, you're all works of art in your own ways, and every time I see a different look it's a treat.
>If you ever wanna give me some ring-attire pointers, do it, I'd love to wear something you thought of to a fight.

>>833964
(Moment of stunned silence)
You look great Angel, I think I'm starting to feel a little bland in my duds now. When we're done, let's talk arena gear.

>>834050
>>834025
>>834014
>>833972
>>833971

You stare at her in stunned silence.

Ash smiles.

You give her a little wolf whistle. "You look great Ash! Its functional and has a bit of flair in the little tassles. I have to ask though, if you don't mind of course, where does the tiara fit in all this?"

"Well...I sort of like it. I'm supposed to be a Demon Queen of Hell and a crown wouldn't be all that practical..."

"Ah, now I get it! It looks good! You know you girls, you're al works of art in your own ways, and every time I see a different look its a treat. You ever wanna give me some ring-attire pointers do it, I'd love to wear something you thought of to a fight."

"R-Really?" Ash grins. "You really want me to make you something?"

"Yeah! When we're done let's talk arena gear!" You get into a fighting stance, knees flexed and tail rising. "Whenever you're ready!"

Ash takes a deep breathe then points at you. "L-Lesath! I, Asheruh the Queen of Hell...will defeat you!"

"Oh, you want to do some banter? Alright. You know you can speak up. Butler-bot has the sound dampeners set up."

"Uh...l-let me try that again. I didn't mean to sound so soft...Lesath! I, The Queen of Hell, will break your undefeated record! You shall bow before your Queen, a humbled slave!"

>Say/Do?

>>834109
>"Oh how I'd like to see you try, princess. You see this tail? You're going to get real familiar with it soon."

>>834109
>Play up the noble hero, strike a pose, wave your tail around in your hand like a sword

>>834122
that might be a bit much for her, don't want to "threaten" her with hacking right up front

>>834109
Pre round posturing! Always good fun.
I think being a strong type we'd pound our fists together like big robot, but whatever works.

>>834133
I suppose you bring up a good point. I was more intending it for pinning her down, like we did with Mousey. But it does read rather poorly doesn't it?

>>834139
It is kinda shitty that our best weapon is also our robo-dick, yeah

>>834128
Seconding this.

>>834109
(Ham it up)
"Don't worry princess, I'll save you from your captor and prison of despair"

Something like that, maybe a bit less on the nose, though.

Kitten really should be at ring-side, she could give us a token of her favor, like a handkerchief or her panties.

>>834206
This is something that needs to happen and will happen.

Getting some sleep now, if this thread dies before I can post again look to the next one for more lewd/adorable gynoid action!

>>834216
it'll be a race. A full night sleep vs incredibly slow board speed.

Not for nothing, but you may want to archive this plus Sibella when you have the time. Just to keep it going.

>>834920
Sibella is already archived.

>>834128
>>834188
>>834206


You strike a heroic pose, taking your tail in your hand like a sword. "Don't worry princess, I'll save you from your captor and prison of despair!"

Ash looks around. "...There's no one else here..." She says breaking character.

"Ara ara..." Foxfire hovers into the room. "You two having fun? Wonderful outfit by the way Asheruh, it has a lot of personality and confidence."

"Thanks Foxfire...I didn't know if it would still look good with the horn and everything..."

"How's Sherry?" You ask.

"Gone home. She says she wants to come by later to fight "me, you, and everyone else you got"".

Ash flinches.

"Don't worry Angel. You don't have to fight anyone you don't want to in our league."

"I...I know." She smiles. "Sorry..."

"So Sherry is apart of our league?" Foxfire asks.

"I'll extend the official invite or whatever next time we see her. But if she wants to fight and fight and fight she'll be right at home in it, assuming of course she knows we do things differently than the arenas.

"She expressed interest in our fighting philosophy." Foxfire says. "She says its how she trains her harem-everyone fights everyone and no one gets hurt."

"That's great!" You give Ash a salute with your tail. "Now engarde' Queen of Hell! I, Lesath, shall vanquish your evil!"

Ash bobs on her feet, psyching herself up. "Okay..Okay...here we go..." She mumbles to herself. "Ha...ha ha ha ha!" She tries her best to laugh naturally. "I shall reveal you for the lowly insect you truly are! I'll crush you like a bug under my foot!"

"Ara Ara, you two are so cute together..." Foxfire says. "Here, knight of justice, take this token of my favor!" She tosses you a pair of panties with a red sunburst design.

You catch it on your tail. You and Ash both stare at it.

"...The best I could do on such short notice..." Foxfire blushes deeply.

"It's all good." You twirl the panties around and drop them in a corner. "Now, prepare yourself Queen of Hell!"

"Prepare YOURSELF foolish knight!" Ash charges into you, grabbing your shoulders. "I shall make you grovel!"

>Say? Do?

>Put Ash in a hold?

>Pin her with your tail?

>Let her take control?

>>835151
>You twirl the panties around and drop them in a corner
>Drop them in a corner
>Not putting them on our head
Tsk... Tsk... Tsk...

>Put her in a hold
She might be traumatized, but she is still a warfare grade killer robot by our standards. There is no need to use kiddy gloves if the situation doesn't demands it
No reason for us to go all out either

>>835151
>Put Ash in a hold?
Start with something simple. We don't want to just roll over, I don't think she'd like that. We can make it something she can get out of easily enough, but I'd rather not just roll over for her. Guide her into a win.

>>835151
>You are strong, but justice overcomes all, vile queen!
>Let her take control

>>835179
>Not wearing her panties ourselves
c'mon, clearly the best option

>>835151
Okay, we're selling here, so try to put her in a hold, but when she struggles, get TOTALLY overpowered. Like woah.
Then let her take control.

>>835302
>>Not wearing her panties ourselves
They are still warm and moist
... Somehow

>>835179
>>835181
>>835302
>>835316
>>835317

You grab Ash's arms and push back, being careful not to push back too much. You don't want to throw her against the wall.

You're shocked at how weak she is. Or maybe its just that you're so strong? Either way you see she's really trying, her eyes are shut in concentration as she groans and pushes against you.

They probably stripped her of all the good fighting parts after her loss. She's probably working off muscle cylinders Grandma would find outdated.

You don't want to make her win too easy though. It would make her feel terrible. You got to make this good...

"You are strong..." You let her push you back just a little, let her make you bend your knees just a little bit. "But justice overcomes all, vile queen!" You slip behind her and lock your arms behind her own in a full nelson! You press with gentle firmness against the back of her neck.

"Ah...no..." Ash gasps. "You...you won't defeat the Queen of Hell! I shall...tame you, wild creature!" She plants her bare feet on the mats and pushes, trying to buck you off her back.

>Keep the hold, take her to the ground. Whisper in her ear a tip to reverse the hold.

>Let her break the hold

>Let her fling you over her shoulder

>>835389
>>Keep the hold, take her to the ground. Whisper in her ear a tip to reverse the hold.
Nibble it while we are at it

>>835389
>>Let her break the hold
This seems safest.
If we actually KNOW a good tip to break it, we can do the first one. but we seem more of a strength than technique fighter.

>>835389
>Keep the hold, take her to the ground. Whisper in her ear a tip to reverse the hold.

Man, if we weren't going to be focused on replacing the fixer. Upgrades would be nice.

>>835405
You bring up a very good point. Scratch that...

>Let her break the hold

>>835389
>>Let her break the hold

>>835405
We still know enough basic stuff to tell her how to break a simple full nelson.

>>835422
we can do advice then.
But then, you know, let her actually do it.

>>835422
Okay. Flipping one last time.

>Keep the hold, take her to the ground. Whisper in her ear a tip to reverse the hold

Don't need to nibble the ear though. This is training sparing. No need to go weird about it.

>>835389
so is Ash one of the fightin' Gynoids that was made to lose like Chaemaela was telling us about?
was the Queen of Hell built to job?

>>835400
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>>835406
>>835411
>>835412
>>835422
>>835454
>>835457


You fall to your back and take Ash with you.

"Ah!" She squeaks as she tumbles. She jerks this way and that wasting energy as you hold her tight. "I...I won't be..." She tries to keep the confidence of her character.

"Stay calm." You whisper in her ear. "Use your hips, not your arms. And bend your neck a little. Try to slip it out under my arms."

She keeps her calm and after a few seconds of trying manages to get out of the hold. She rolls to he knees and smiles. "...I did it!" She says quietly with a tiny pump of her fist. "Ha! You think you can submit the Queen of Hell?" She says getting back into character. "You shall beg my pardon for your insolence, insect!"

>Tackle her and put her in a simple pin.

>Pin her with your tail

>Let her take over

>>835457
Oh, we can go a little weird. Ash might want to see how far she can dom us.

>>835957
Yes. She was made just to get taken apart by Rumiko the Oni in a sort of "western vs eastern demoness" match. Ash doesn't know.

>>835960
>Let her take over

>>835957
>>835964
Oh dear. I don't think I would like her to know that. That would not be fun to explain. At least right now.

>>835960
>Tackle her and put her in a simple pin.
But make it a sloppy one so she can escape on her own

I really want to upgrade Ash so that she's a legit fighter. I mean, I wanted that ANYWAY, but the desire's just increased more.

>>835996
Only when she's ready. But yeah.

>>835960
>>Let her take over

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I hope we get drill claws at some point...

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>>834109
because no one asked for it...

You decide to let Ash take over.

"You'll have to make me beg, you tricky little devil you!"

"Then...I will!" Ash throws herself at you, wrapping both arms around your neck. You let her take you to the ground and straddle your back, yanking on your neck with all her strength.

"Ha! Are you ready to beg for mercy? I'll let you be my throne!"

>Say/Do?

>Grab her with your tail

>Turn the tables

>Resist, but don't break the hold. She'll have to work a little more for the submission

>Beg for mercy

>>836218
>>Resist, but don't break the hold. She'll have to work a little more for the submission

>>836218
Resist.

>>835960
>>Tackle her and put her in a simple pin.


She wanted this to look real, so here we go. Next time is when we should trip up by my estimate, but not quite yet.


>>835964
Now I can't wait to meet Rumiko, because this could go so many ways, a great deal of them adorable.

>>836218
>>Resist, but don't break the hold. She'll have to work a little more for the submission


> I'll let you be my throne!"

I am entirely ok with this

>>836218
>Resist, but don't break the hold. She'll have to work a little more for the submission

>>836210
I love it! Thanks again Crunch!

>>836228
>Meet Rumiko

She's one of the 4 bots you have left to beat to sink the Yakuza.

Its a little early, but what do we plan to do if we win her in a fight?

>>836382
Be merciful. Maybe. We'll see.

>>836382
Personally? That mostly depends on her. I see this going a couple ways: Rumiko had no idea her fight with Ash was staged, and when she found out she was disgusted in her creators and in her self. She is tearing herself apart about what she did to Ash and paranoid about any of her fight being "Real" for lack of a better term. At which point, we beat her, take her home to Ash, and help them heal the wounds they've unintentionally caused each other, and they become great friends/hopefully lovers. That's how I would like it to go down anyway.


The other big way this could go is that Rumiko new the match was a stage show from the start, and she legitimately enjoyed breaking and humiliating Ash. As horrible as that is, I think it would be an interesting moral dilemma for us: Do we give a genuinely terrible person the love and affection we've been preaching since almost the beginning of our existence, or do we give in to our baser instincts and dominate and humiliate her like she did to Ash? I think that would be an interesting discussion at the very least.

I still really hope it's the first one though.


Anyway, that's just my take on the situation, you can do this in any crazy way you'd like Bookie.

>>836457
Kill her with kindness.