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>>1895284

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>>1895284
>Warn them about the collapsing building. That’s the polite thing to do.
Do this then fuck off back home. Keep an eye out for any other flame users on the way - if they're gonna have an attack this coordinated they might have spies or people on the lookout in a perimeter or some shit.

>>1895284
>Warn them about the collapsing building. That’s the polite thing to do.

I'd say it's more than polite but sure

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Warning them is the polite thing to do right now. Besides it’s dangerous.

“The building is about to collapse! Can you two solve your quarrel somewhere else?!” You yell at the 2 combatants.
“A citizen! What are you doing here? You must leave the area immediately! It’s dange—” Your politeness served only as a distraction as Wildflame receives an uppercut in the chin for his troubles, his opponent didn’t pay attention to what you said. “Don’t worry, young citizen, I have everything under control!” Wildflame slowly gets up with a confident grin.

The shaky building is rumbling, you must leave to a safer location quickly before the inevitable happens. You need to keep an eye out for any other flame users on their way in or out. After all, this is a coordinated attack.
During your escape, you saw police officers redirecting people to safer spots. One mentioned the station is closed. Great, you’re going to walk home; it’s going to take you hours before you get there.
You're out of danger. You hear a giant crack sound and the build collapsing. You hope for the best.
Looking around the perimeter you found more hooded figures like the other flame user sneaking closer to the disaster zone, but none of them had a flame. Maybe you can get a little cheeky with one of them. In fact, one is getting closer…

>Let him be, you don’t want more enemies.
>Use Philonune to trip him.
>Grab him by force and asks some questions.
>Write In.

>>1895430
>>Use Philonune to trip him.

>>1895430
>Use Philonune to trip him.

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You want your answers, but you don’t want to force them out of your target. Tripping him with Philonune is a good strategy; he’s invisible to a commoner’s eye and you can pretend to be a concerned good man. You invoke Philonune and he grabs the running delinquent’s foot, he falls and tastes the concrete face first..

“Aw fuck, not now!” He yells while grabbing his knee.
“Are you okay? That was a nasty fall.” You feign interested.
“…” He ignores you. He tries to continue his marathon, yet he falls again. His knee is hurt badly he’s holding it like a soccer player pretending to be injured. Maybe you went a bit overboard. “Motherfucker!” He yells frustrated.

>”I can take you to the hospital if you want.”
>”What’s the hurry?”
>”Want some snacks?”
>”You’re a terrorist, right?”
>Write In.

>>1895559
> "I'm gonna take you to the hospital. What you say to me about your friends will determine whether I dump you on the front steps or in a sewer."
> Try the thing we did with the hobo in an alley with this guy.

>>1895559
>>”Want some snacks?”

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“Want some snacks?”

“…Fuck off.” He finally says something. No good man refuses snacks in such manner. He’s evil.
You try to be kind at first, but people like him only respond to threats. Besides, who cares if you beat up a terrorist?

“I’m gonna take you to the hospital. What you say to me about your friends will determine where I dump you on the front steps or in a sewer.” You point at him.

“Are you trying to intimidate me? You’re just a wimp.” He shouts.

“I can beat cripples easily.” That'll never sound good...

“Try me.” He slowly crawls near a wall. His intention is to get back up again.

You’re at advantage. This guy can’t see Philonune, his knee is destroyed and he’s in no position to fend for himself.

What do you do?

>Grab his arms with Philonune and start kicking him in the gut.
>Call the police.
>Try diplomacy one last time.
>Write In.

>>1895645
Support

>>1895733
>Try diplomacy one last time.
If not that then
>restrain him and then call the police
as a write in

>>1895768
Seconding

>>1895733
>>Write In.
kick to the face

>>1895768
Supporting

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You try diplomacy one last time. This isn’t your forte, but you’re going to try.

“Ugh… You’re that type of guy, aren’t you?” You say with disappointment.
“What?” He keeps crawling away.
“You know, one of those hot blooded guys who always, and I mean always, get in trouble because they refuse to have a civil conversation. We don’t have to get violent.”
“What trick are you trying to pull?”
“No tricks. I just want to know what your deal is. I saw what your friends did back there, and it wasn’t nice. Making people panic like that… It’s unforgivable to me. You probably killed innocents. But I want to make an exception with you; that is if you tell me what your buddies are scheming.” You're bad at this.
“Who gives a shit about a brainwashed little shit like you?!”
“Don’t get mad at me later. I gave you your chance.” You invoke Philonune once again and restrain this criminal.

“?!... Why, can’t, I, move?!” So not all members know about the entities…
“I’ll have to get the police, you know?”
“…Tch! Government rat! You dick sucker!”
“Watch your language.” You take his scarf off and put it in his mouth, finally some silence.
“Mphm!” He muffles angrily.

You drag him to an alley and call the police with your phone, in short, you explained you captured one of the terrorist and someone needs to take care of him. They told you to not move until an officer arrives. Great…

“You’ve become a pain in the ass, you know that?”
“Mhmphmp!”
“What’s your name anyway?”
“MHPM!”
“Okay, Moffy. Now we have to wait.”

Sitting in the middle of a stinky back alley is kind of uncomfortable. Having Moffy being restrained by a magical being won’t look good in front of the police, how are you going to explain it? You don’t have anything to tie him up… So the best way to get rid of this problem is…

>Knocking him out.
>Ask in a house nearby for a rope or something.
>Use your shirt to tie his hands up.
>Write In.

(Fixed a typo.)

>>1896024
>Moffy
Brilliant
>Knocking him out.

>>1896024
>Knocking him out.

>>1896024
>>1896042
>Actually wait knock him out then use his scarf to tire his hand

>>1896024
>Write In.
>Take off his belt and use it to hog tie him. I'm sure it won't look like you're doing something else to him... would it?

>>1896024
>>Knocking him out.

>>1896024
Backing >>1896052 over >>1896055

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…The only way to make this believable is to knock him out. While you like to pretend you have a lot of experience knocking people out, it is simply not true. The only time you effectively knocked out someone was when you used Philonune to tackle one of Constance’s kidnappers into a wall. You could do that or…

“You wear a belt?” You want to hog-tie him.
“MMPHMHPHMPH!” He yells in anger.

You lift his shirt to see if he has any… Nope, no belt, he’s actually wearing sweatpants. No fashion sense at all. Disgusting.

“I hope you’re happy with the decisions you’ve made in your life.” You say to him. “Now I’ve no other option but to knock you out.”
“MMPHMPH?!” He desperately moves around to release himself from the grasp of Philonune. His efforts are futile.

How are you going to do it? Maybe throwing him to the wall behind you will suffice… But, do you really want to get noisy? You don’t want to gather anyone’s attention, what if one of his accomplices finds you…? A good old punch on the face will it be.

“Prepare for this!” You punch him in the face! What a jab that was! Too bad it only dazed him. You hand hurts a bit.
“MPHMPH!” Muffy tries to plea for mercy. That’s how you interpret it anyway.

“What if I do it instead?” Philonune asks.
“No, Philo. I need to get better.”

You keep punching Muffy. He’s basically your punching bag. You’re using him to relieve some stress. He’s face is all fucked up now. Your knuckles hurt. You take out the scarf from his mouth and use it to tie him hands up.
You hear a siren nearby, the police finally arrived. You hand off the criminal to justice. Without going into much detail, they seem to be relieved. You recognize one of them… He’s the guy who ran over Blake Wilkinson, your favorite bully… They thank you for your help and ask you in which institution do you study. They want to tell your principal about your heroics as gratitude.

Heroes are supposed to be humble. But you’re no hero, just a citizen doing his best…

What do you say?

>”I’m humbled, but I prefer if you don’t tell them what I did.”
>”It's the Green Foothill High School.”
>Write In.

>>1896244
>"Nah, no need. Just trying to be a good person, like Mom always wanted."

>>1896244
>Write In.
>No need I'm just a guy who does his best for fun

>>1896244
Do >>1896267 for internal character development

>>1896286
This.

Cash reward would be noice.

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[Combining]

You would like people to recognize your good deed, but really, that could end up being dangerous in the long run. Besides, you’re not a hero, just a good person.

“Nah, no need. I’m just a guy who does his best for fun. But seriously, I’m just trying to be a good person, like Mom always wanted.” You wonder if you’ll get any cash for this.
“Then, tell your Mother she raised a good kid.” He smiles. You won’t mention she’s dead, that’ll make things awkward. But she did her best with you and Amelia... “Thank you once again for what you did. This will be invaluable for our investigation against those terrorists.”

You part ways with the officers. You know for sure they are going to extract every bit of information they can from him, you feel bad for the poor bastard, but he deserves it for being part of something as heinous as a bombing attack.
You mentioning your mother left you a bitter taste in your mouth... You wonder if she’s proud of you…
The sky above is getting orange, nightfall is coming soon, and you’re hours away from home… You should’ve asked the officer for a ride, too late for that and probably too late for everything else.

Your heroic return home is going to be less glorious than you expected. Maybe you could ask someone for a favor…

What do you do?

>Walk, you lazy fuck.
>Call Scarlet, maybe she lives nearby and will let you stay at her house.
>Call Terrance, maybe he lives nearby and will let you stay at his house.
>Call Uccelli, maybe she lives nearby and will let you stay at her apartment.
>Write In.

>>1896521
>Call Terrance, maybe he lives nearby and will let you stay at his house.
Bro bonding

>>1896521
>Call Terrance, maybe he lives nearby and will let you stay at his house.

Probably not a good idea to call Uccelli just yet. We need to get to level eight in our relationship path to get that option.

>>1896521
>Call Terrance, maybe he lives nearby and will let you stay at his house.
>Be observant on the way there if he accepts. After that bombing, who knows who roams the streets when it gets late?
Majority vote plus staying alert.

>>1896521
>Call Terrance

I was gonna suggest Uccelli but if someone walks in on that situation I feel like it would just end up bad for everyone involved

however, I do think we should call our sister and tell her what's happening

>>1896521
>>Call Uccelli, maybe she lives nearby and will let you stay at her apartment.

>>1896521
>Call Uccelli, maybe she lives nearby and will let you stay at her apartment.

>Call Terrance, maybe he lives nearby and will let you stay at his house.

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You decided to call Terrance, maybe he can be a bro and let you stay in his house for today. You take your phone and make a quick call.

“Hello?...” He sounds busy.
“Hi, it’s me Johnny.”
“Hey, Johnny, how are you doing?”
“I’m not doing that great…”
“Don’t tell you were near that bombing...”
“Yeah, something like that, but I’m fine… I mean physically.”
“That’s good to hear.” He sounds relieved.

Time to test his bro status.

“You know, they closed the station and I can’t get back home… So I was wondering if you live nearby… I need somewhere to stay.”
“Where are you now?” Terrance asks.

You tell where you are.

“Can you get to the plaza? It shouldn’t be too far from where you are.”
“I guess…?”
“I’ll go get you in a few minutes. I hope you don’t mind sleeping bags.”
“Thanks.”
“No problem.”

After calling Amelia and telling her where you are going to be and waiting in the plaza a few minutes, Terrance arrived in his old bike. It’s in rough shape, but looks functional.

“Johnny! It’s good to see you.”
“Woah, you really live nearby!” You exclaim in awe.
“Yeah, I do. C’mon, hope in.”
“I… what...?”
“C’mon, jump right on. We have to get quickly to my house; we don’t know what type of weirdos are coming out right now.”

You don't like where this is going.

>”I prefer walking if you don’t mind.”
>"I don't trust your bike."
>Hop in the back.
>Write In.

>>1896521
Call Ucceli

>>1896765
I don't trust your bike.

>>1896765
>Hop in the back.

>>1896765
>>Hop in the back
Trust the bro.

>>1896765
>Hop in the back.

>>1896765
>Hop in the back

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The only time you ever sat in the back of a bike was when your mother took you to the mountains when you were very little.
Anyway… The least you can do is trust him… You hop in the back. It’s very uncomfortable, the seat’s sponge is mostly gone; basically you’re sitting in piece of metal.

“Let’s get moving. It’s not far off.”
“I-I’m ready…” You’re not, but you’ve no escape now.

He nods before starting to roll. The unexpected weight made a slow start, but it continued as normally, your butt hurts… This should’ve been a starry night, but the smoke from the conflagration makes it impossible to see it.

“Sorry, everything came out of the blue.” You say.
“Eh… That’s what tragedies do. I’m glad I’m able to help.” Terrance is a chill guy.
“So… Are you used to drag people around on your bike?” You jokingly ask.
“I used to bring Scarlet around when we were little. But now it’s only food.”
“Food?”
“Part-time job.” Everyone you know has a god damn part time job, what’s up with that?
“Where?”
“My parents’ restaurant.”
“I see…”

“Do you work?” Terrance asks.
“I work as a janitor in a spooky clinic.”
“A what?”
“You hear me. Its nightmarish most of the time, like ghosts appear and scare the living shit out of everyone inside; the owner is cool, even though he looks as creepy as the specters.”
“Do ghosts really exist?”
“Oh they do, they really do.” You stare at Philonune over your shoulder.
“I’m not a ghost, I’m a fallen angel.” Philonune retorts. You raise your eyebrow. Philonune remains silent.

…

>”Sell me on the idea of joining the art club… Are there pretty girls in there? Is it cheap?” Raise eyebrow.
>”So what’s the deal with you and Scarlet? She hates your guts and I want to know why.”
>”So… Do you have your eyes on a girl? The bro code stipulates we can’t go for the same one.”
>Write In.

>”So what’s the deal with you and Scarlet? She treats you really badly and I want to know why. If you don't mind”

>>1896962
>”So what’s the deal with you and Scarlet? She hates your guts and I want to know why. She also attempted to convince me to keep my 20 bucks."
>”So… Do you have your eyes on a girl? The bro code stipulates we can’t go for the same one.”

>>1896962
>>”So what’s the deal with you and Scarlet? She hates your guts and I want to know why.”
>>”So… Do you have your eyes on a girl? The bro code stipulates we can’t go for the same one.”
Is it Scarlet?

>>1896962
>>”So what’s the deal with you and Scarlet? She hates your guts and I want to know why.”

>>1896962
>>”So what’s the deal with you and Scarlet? She hates your guts and I want to know why.”

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“I’ve been wondering, what’s the deal with you and Scarlet? She hates your guts and I want why. If you don’t mind.” You ask as bluntly as you could. You want to receive concrete answers
“Do you really want to hear it? It’s going to be a long one.”
“I don’t mind if it’s long, I just care if it’s too boring.”
“Well, I hope it doesn’t bore you. Before we begin, I have to admit I was an asshole as a kid… I mellowed out since then.” He chuckles. “Scarlet and I know each other for a long time, since we were 8.”
“I know that much.”

“The Problem began when we started to get closer at the age of 10. Our families just didn’t get together only for new year, but started spending more time together in general, in fact, when my parents opened their place, Scarlet’s family were our most loyal customers. They still are, I don’t know why I said in past sentence. ”
“Beats me…”
“We two were really close, we were ‘best friends’, they even moved near us. But Scarlet was… you know, far from the girl she is now.”
“What do you mean?”
“Let’s say she wasn’t the most confident girl there was… The type of girl that looks and act like a loser, like being too obsessive and asking obnoxious questions every minute… She even had a lisp, she always called me Tewwy , it always pissed me off. I feel like an asshole explaining this…”
“If that’s how you felt, you can’t really help it.” He’s being too frank for your liking.

“But she wasn’t bad, just hard to be around for too long. She was kind of sweet most of the time, she even made me hat. I just had this attitude of not wanting to deal with this loser girl; I just pitied her for the longest time but never cared for her all around. I acted friendly towards her when I was with her family.” Slowly Terry is starting to look more and more afflicted. You two arrive to Terrance’s house. “Can we keep talking outside?”
“Sure.” You try to be supportive; it seems this was a delicate subject. “I still don’t know why she hates you.”
“I’m getting there… She had a dog; his name was Mr. Fluffy Jr. She had it for most of her life.”

Oh fuck no, you don’t like where this is going.

“She was very attached to it, she always brought her to our restaurant. What kind of idiot brings a dog to a restaurant? That’s what I thought every time I saw her face with this dog licking it. It was like a mix of pity and hate.”
“Pityhate?”
“That’s a word?”
“I don’t know.” You shrug.

“But her hatred started in December... It was 4 days before Christmas; our parents were invited to a pre-Christmas party from one of their friends. I’ll never forget that night, it slowly started to snow and I brought some friends for a slumber party, my parents were supposed to be gone only for a few hours…”

You are slowly getting into a flashback….
[1/2]

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>>1897443

“This is bullshit!” I threw Steven’s N65 controller away. “This game stinks hard!”
“Stop! You’re going to break it! I didn’t bring my console for you to destroy it.” Steven the cheater says back to me.
“I told you not to bring it; you know how Terry gets…” Gideon says to Steven. What were you expecting to do without a console? It’s snowing too much today to go out and play… Anyway, it’s too late even if we wanted to.
Someone loudly knocks the door; it’s like a bunch of frantic punches.
“You hear that?” Steven asks. Who could it be at this hour? Mom and Dad told me not to open the door while they were out.
“It keeps going.” Gideon mentions.
“…” I hear her stupid voice coming from outside! What is she doing outside?! Scarlet is so dumb. “It’s my dumb neighbor, I’ve to open.”
“Okay…” Steven doesn’t look convinced.

I walk down the stairs and open the door. And it is her; she’s caring her dumb fat dog on her arms…

“Tewwy! Tewwy! You have to help me!”
“What is it?”
“Mistew Fwoffy is not feeling good! I need to bwing him to the veterinawy!” His breathing is inconsistently fast.
“I can’t help you! I’m not an adult!”
“Pwease! No one is home! I don’t know what happened to lights! Nothing is wowking! My pwone doesn’t wock eithe! Pwease help me!”
“W-what? I’m busy!”
“Pwease, I beg you! I’m scawed… I-I don’t want Mistew Fwoffy t-to…” She starts crying… again
“Argh…” I hate her so much…

From upstairs I see my friends watching us.

“Who’s that?” Steven asks.
“I told you she’s my neighbor.”
“Sowwy to intewupt.”
“Are you two friends?” Gideon asks.
“No! I’m not friends with this loser!”
“W-wah?” And if you think she was crying before… “Y-yo—“
“And she’s leaving! Good bye!”
“W-wah?! But the pwone! I need to—“

I shut the door and told everyone to continue playing. She kept knocking for 5 minutes…

Flashback ends.

“...It seems she knew the way to the vet, even though it was snowing heavily at the time, she tried to go by herself anyway. They found her 1 hour later near the place, by that time her dog already died. They rushed her to the hospital and she spent almost a month there. I was grounded for almost a year.”

You’re frankly speechless. Terry was a god damn monster…

“…This is the first time I tell anyone what happened. Usually Scarlet is the one calling me out.”

>”Well… I… Don’t know what to say.”
>”I completely understand Scarlet now.”
>”Forget I ever asked.”
>”That’s the past. It doesn’t matter now.”
>”It seems you gave her the cold shoulder! Am I right? Eh?! Eh?!” Make the worst joke ever.
>Write In.

[2/2]
Last Reply of the day.

>”That’s the past. You've learned from it.”

>>1897465
seconding

>>1897465
thirding

>>1897465
Supporting
But also: "Why the change of heart?"

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Lately you’ve meddle in touchy subjects with a lot of people, let’s continue this streak of not fucking it up.

“That’s the past. You’ve learned from it.”
“...I hope I did.” His expression doesn’t change; it’s been blank since he started reminiscing about his past; he keeps staring at the smoke clouds in the sky like he’s searching for an answer.
“Why the change of heart?”
“Excuse me… I was lost in thought.” He snaps out of it.
“Why are you so nice now?” You ask again.
“…Guilt, I guess.” He stares at the ground. “If I didn’t see her only as annoyance at the time, maybe everything would’ve been different. But I can’t guilt trip myself about it all my life, so I try to help anyone who needs it, anyone who reminds me even a little bit of that poor little girl I decided not to help.” Is this the only reason why Terrance wanted to be friend you? He just felt pity for you?

“So you’re telling me I reminded you of a little girl with her dying dog in her arms? Do I look that sad?” You ask while raising your eyebrow in an obvious joking manner.
“…N-no! I-it’s not like that!” He responds almost immediately. He looks you right in the eyes when he said it.
“Chill out, it’s a joke; I know you only tried to be nice.” You move away from him.
“Sorry…” Terry replies.

It’s getting very late. It would be wise going to sleep soon. Tomorrow is an important day.

>”Sorry If I sound rude, but can we get inside? I want to sleep.”
>”So, you like anyone?”
>”If Scarlet hates you so much, why she keeps talking to you?”
>Write In.

>>1900111
>>”Sorry If I sound rude, but can we get inside? I want to sleep.”
>>”So, you like anyone?”
>>"So where do you keep "Your Stash"?" (talking about porn)

>>1900111
>>”If Scarlet hates you so much, why she keeps talking to you?”

>>1900111
>>”If Scarlet hates you so much, why she keeps talking to you?”

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“I have a question, if Scarlet hates you so much, why she keeps talking to you?”
“...I’m not completely sure. But after I apologize to her, she started being mean to me, before that she wouldn’t even talk to me. You’ll have to ask her.”
“And why do you just take it? Her treatment I mean…”
“I care about her. It’s the only way to know for sure she’s fine. Sometimes she even visits me… What I’m trying to say is that she’s weird.” Terry stats laughing at the end there. “It’s late, we should go to sleep.”

Terry’s home is your standard cramped house, nothing really stands out. His room is even less spacious than you imagine, there is barely space for you to sleep. He has a desk with a bunch of papers and pencils lying around, all untidy, he’s part of the art club after all. Remember Terry’s room every time you think your apartment is too small.
Terry hands you a sleeping bag and a pillow. You’re sleeping on the floor today. What a good way to end this shitty day…

In the morning, you ate breakfast with Terry’s family, who were very nice and somewhat talkative at least in contrast to Terry. You parted ways with your friend after the meal and started walking towards the station.

You checked your phone to see the news. There were a large number of casualties in yesterday's terrorist attack. That’s bad to hear, but you did what you could. In the bright side, the police and army captured a good amount of terrorists; the number fluctuates from 30 to 40 depending on the site you’re reading. President Gordon said he’s going to make an announcement tonight regarding the attacks.

Tonight, your group decided to attend to the mysterious meeting at the sports stadium. You have a bad feeling about going, you’re completely unprepared… Also you feel tired and your back hurts. Terry's sleeping bag was a piece of shit.

>Call a meeting! We’re going to prepare for tonight’s event.
>Call them all and cancel everything. It’s too dangerous.
>Write In.

>>1900320
>>Call them all and cancel everything. It’s too dangerous.

>>1900320
>>Call them all and cancel everything. It’s too dangerous.

>>1900320
>Call them all and cancel everything. It’s too dangerous.
>Ask Amelia of she can use some public access security cameras to view what's happening inside.

>>1900320
>>Call a meeting! We’re going to prepare for tonight’s event.
DON"T CHICKEN OUT

>>Call a meeting! We’re going to prepare for tonight’s event

>>1900320
>>Call them all and cancel everything. It’s too dangerous.
we arent up to to 100 % right now

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If the ace of the team isn’t in his 100%, why bother? You write in the group chat tonight's activity is cancelled. Few minutes pass and you receive a call from Amelia. You two had a short conversation about your reasoning for your decision. You ask her to inform the rest of the party and maybe if she can find a way to access the security cameras to view what’s happening inside.
“I agree, it was too dangerous from the beginning! We can't relay on strangers! And don’t worry about it too, I have an idea... Oh, and I’ll make sure to tell everyone. Bye-Bye! Take care, Johnny!” You leave it all to Amelia. It’s not like you haven’t before, but you’re not used to rely on your little sister.

It took you a long ass time but you’re finally back home. Your body is in rough shape… Rough shape…? Oh shit! What happened to Wildflame!? You read the news again but his name didn’t appear in any of the articles, weird, he was the main reason so much people were congregated.

There isn’t much you can do in this state…

>Relax all day. You deserve it.
>Text Scarlet about Osgood’s date.
>Study.
>Write In.

>>1900503
>>Text Scarlet about Osgood’s date.

>>1900503
>>Write In.
Go search the internets to find out what might have happened to Wildflame.

>>1900503
>>Study.
Get them stats up.

>>1900503
>>Write in
>Let's get buff and raise those athletics

>>1900521
but your body hurts...

>>1900503
>Write In.
>Improve our appearance via online tutorials and whatnot.
>Look at some of the latest fashion trends.

>>1900530
nevermind then I'm retarded
supporting this >>1900510
instead

>>1900510
this i guess

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You decided to use your Sunday to gain more knowledge, time to hit those books! You gained more knowledge than usual! Well, you did spend all day studying, so you expect it. Sadly it wasn’t enough to level up. This uneventful Sunday could have been completely different, but ended up being a peaceful day… Until you saw the news; a presidential speech that it will change everything… You caught it in the middle...

“…And with this knowledge, I’ve to declare this juvenile group ‘The Hosts of Rebellion’ as a national threat. But no threat has been able to overcome a Gordon before, and this one is no exception. To the people of Pokyo Lokyo, I have neglected you for far too long, and I’ll amend my mistake by promising that these pesky terrorists will disappear from the map within the next 2 weeks. And in the same vein I have to announce, from this moment on, a curfew will begin, no one can be out on the streets from 9pm onwards or you will have to stick to the consequences. And this begins right now until the terrorists are dismantled…” The speech kept going, but you lost interest.

Uh-oh… Good thing you didn’t go to the meeting. You double checked on everyone if they are okay, and thank god they are. Anyway, time to hit the bed.

What a Monday to start up with, your body feels way better than yesterday. You don’t want to miss school today; you’re under probation after all. You forgot to check, but near the door a letter was sent, it’s from your guardian and it has money inside. Doing quick math, you can keep 25 Gor$ for yourself, the rest is for expenses.

A rumor started to propagate in school, a delinquent is beating up people using glasses, people don’t know why. You must be careful… Maybe you should start using sunglasses mode more often.

School is over… You feel a sentiment of dread for something reason. Philo doesn’t seem to feel it. It’s your own instincts. Something bad is going to happen soon if you don’t do something…

>Let’s find this bully; your brothers with visual impairment won’t suffer anymore!
>Check on Amelia; let’s see if she gathered any information from the meeting.
>Go to the Dojo!
>Write In.

+ 2 Points of Knowledge.
+ 25 Gor$.

>>1900808
>>Let’s find this bully; your brothers with visual impairment won’t suffer anymore!

>>1900808
>>Let’s find this bully; your brothers with visual impairment won’t suffer anymore!

>>1900808
>>Let’s find this bully; your brothers with visual impairment won’t suffer anymore!

>>1900924
>Switch to sunglasses mode and put a toothpick in your mouth. Also, find your winter jacket and wear it like a cape around your shoulders.
>Ask people around. It’s a rumor after all.

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You can’t let this bully get away with this…! I mean he already massacred some of your peers, but still! Having to use glasses is bad enough punishment for them! If you things get ugly Philonune has your back. You killed a bully once, you can kill another, right?... That’s a bit drastic…. And You didn’t kill him, but the point remains! Now, where do you start?...

…

…

No, seriously, where do you start? You don’t even know what he looks like.

“We should ask around, no?” Philonune says.

Well, nobody has left the classroom yet.

What do you do?

>Go to the student council’s room! They must know what is happening!
>Recruit allies for this battle! Maybe Terry can help.
>Go to the teachers’ office. If someone got hurt, they must know. Right?
>Ask people around. It’s a rumor after all.
>Write In.

(Fixed a typo)

>>1900930
>>Go to the student council’s room! They must know what is happening!

>>1900930
>>Go to the student council’s room! They must know what is happening!

>>1900958
>>1900972
They should have their fingers in all the pies.

>>1900930
>>Go to the teachers’ office. If someone got hurt, they must know. Right?

We have an in with the teachers

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Time to get serious. You grab Philonune and you switch to sunglasses mode, then you put a toothpick in your mouth! Who knows where it came from… Anyway you grab your winter jacket from your locker and wear it like a cape… It’s hot out, but it’s worth it because you said so. You have enough courage to dress like this in school.

First station… The student council’s room. You’ve never been there, hell, you don’t even remember who you voted for. It doesn’t matter, they’ll have to help; students are at risk after all. You knock the door. A stoic girl student opens it, she has straight short hair and it’s as black as your sunglasses. Her cold gaze makes you feel uncomfortable.

“…Yes?” She quickly checks you with her eyes, from bottom to top.
“Are you a part of the student council? I need to gather information.”
“No, I’m not. But if you have any money I can help.” She says it like she’s used to.
“Pardon me…?”
“5 Gor$.”

>Hand her the money.
>”Can I talk to someone else?”
>”I have 2 Gor$”
>Write In.

>>1901013
>>Write In.
>How bout you give me the information, and 10Gor, and I won't mop the floor with your head.

>>1901013
>Haggle her to about 3 Gor$ by starting off with a bid of 2, then go up to 3 after some back and forth.

>Also, ask for her name, in case we need to check back on more rumors.

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“I have 2 Gor$.”
“…I asked for 5. Gathering information is no easy task.” She answers almost immediately.
“Yeah, but I don’t have that money on me.” Not true at all.
“I only accept payments upfront.” What’s the deal with this girl?
“C’mon, lower it only for today.”
“I can’t do such a thing.” She doesn’t miss a beat.
“It’s serious. Please. Students lives are at risk.”
“4 Gor$” She replies as fast as before.
“I have 3… But now I don’t know how I’ll get home.” You feign.
“Then 3 it is.” She takes them from you. “What do you need?”
“Information about the bully who’s threating guys with glasses.”
“I do not know about it.”
“…I gave you money.”
“And I gave you your answer.”
“…”
“…”

You stare at each other intensively.

“…Can I talk to a real member now?”
“Yes.” She slightly turns and yells back. “Soh! There is someone at the door.”

“Matilda! I told you not to open the door!” A short male student with a ponytail appears. “I’ve never seen you before; you probably don’t know Matilda… Oh no, don’t tell me she took some of your money…?”He says to you.
“It was a fair trade.” She retorts.
“I disagree.” You reply.
“How much did she take from you?”
“3 Gor$...”
“Maltida, give him his money back.”
“No. It belongs to me.”
“…You know what, I’ll take them from her later, here, have mine in the meantime.” He hands you 3 Gor$ back. “Sorry, she’s like that, she probably will do anything for money.”
“Don’t talk like I’m not here.” Matilda says.
“Anything?” You raise your eyebrow staring at Matilda.
“Anything.” She replies back.

“Wait, she’s not from the student council?” You ask even though you know the answer.
“No, I sometimes pay her to help me with work, but that's it. Matilda, I told you not to lie to people.”
“I never said I was."
“Anyway… How can I help you? I’m Soh Futaki and I’m the secretary, the president and vice president are not here at the moment…”

>”I need to talk to the president; trouble seems to have arisen within the school.” Wait for the president to arrive.
>”Do you know anything about the bully who is beating up guys with glasses?” Get the information immediately.
>”Matilda, give me your number, maybe we can do business later.”
>Write In.

>Write In.

>”Do you know anything about the bully who is beating up guys with glasses? A bunch of weird stuff keeps happening and I thought I'd start a blog to uncover the truth” Get the information immediately.

>>1901151
>”I need to talk to the president; trouble seems to have arisen within the school.” Wait for the president to arrive.

>>1901151
>>”Do you know anything about the bully who is beating up guys with glasses?” Get the information immediately.

>>1901151
>>”Do you know anything about the bully who is beating up guys with glasses?” Get the information immediately.
>>”Matilda, give me your number, maybe we can do business later.”

>>1901175
>>”Do you know anything about the bully who is beating up guys with glasses?” Get the information immediately.
>>”Matilda, give me your number, maybe we can do business later.”

Yeah now that I think about it that last one getting added would be in character

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“Before we indulge in serious matters, Matilda, give me your number, maybe we can do business later.” You raise your eyebrow.
“Here’s my card. I’m always available.” She replies with the same tone as always, very cut dry. She hands you her business card. Great quality. Her full name is ‘Matilda Spice’.
“Let me tell you something, her customer service is terrible.” Soh laughs. “Now, what brings you here?”

“Do you know anything about the bully who is beating up guys with glasses? A bunch of weird stuff keeps happening.”
“Oh.. that…” He gestures you to come in, as you do, Matilda closes the door. “Before we do anything, what’s your name again?”
“I’m Johnny, Nice to meet you.”
“Nice to meet you too.” He smiles. “Now, this bully... I don’t know if I should say this to you quite honestly, the president made confidential.”
“I normally wear glasses.” You say.
“Oh. OH! Okay then, you need to know. It seems that a delinquent from another school is going around beating up our students with glasses.”
“Delinquent from another school?” You ask.
“Some describe him as a really tall guy with bleached short hair wearing his uniform; he’s from Red Tulip High School. This is fresh news for us too, it all started Thursday, but by Friday it all blew up.” Soh crosses his arms and closes his eyes. “One of the witnesses of the only attack that happened inside the school said the bully was seeking revenge for a fallen comrade…”
You don’t like where this is going... “Avenging who exactly?”
“This is all speculation, but it seems he came here to avenge the school shooter, Blake Wilkinson. Before all this happened, this bully was asking around about the kid who warned everyone about Wilkinson’s shooting. The only detail everyone knew about his target was the fact he was using glasses, no one remembered his face. Now, the connection between those two bullies is a complete mystery, but it’s our only lead and we have no reason to doubt the witness… ”

Oh fuck. You’re his target…

What do you do?

>”I’M HIS TARGET! I’M GONNA DIE!”
>”Thanks for the information. I’ll be careful.” Leave, time to find this POS.
>”I’m his target; tell everyone I’ll be waiting for him tomorrow at the gate after school.”
>Write In.

(Last reply of the day, tomorrow we continue in an incredibly short session.)

>>1901260
>”Thanks for the information. I’ll be careful.”
>Give Matilda 5 bucks.
>Get some info on the school.

>>1901260
>”Well, fuuuuuuuck. I'm his target."
>(screams internally)

>>1901260
>”I’m his target; tell everyone I’ll be waiting for him tomorrow at the gate after school.”
We got this, but just to be sure, we'll call the rest to watch over us in case we fuck up

>>1901774
>We got this, but just to be sure, we'll call the rest to watch over us in case we fuck up

We always say that but of this entire Quest we were helped ONCE by Osgood. I feel really bad for our teammates who keep wanting to protect Ando and get a shot at the limelight, Only for Ando to charge in and somehow gets through it

>>1901260
>We got this, but just to be sure, we'll call the rest to watch over us in case we fuck up

>>1901260
>>”Thanks for the information. I’ll be careful.” Leave, time to find this POS.

find him on your own.
we keep making waves then people will know we got a spirit thing cause of all the action and excitement that follows us

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“I’m his target.” Fuuuuuuuuuuck. What’s up with your shit luck?
“No way.” Soh opens his eyes wide.
“Yes way.”
“…” He's speechless for a minute.
“But don’t worry, I got this. Tell everyone I’ll be waiting for him tomorrow at the gate after school.” You’ll make sure to call your team for backup.
“I'm... not sure if I can help you with that.” Soh looks away. “You shouldn’t do anything drastic. Why don’t you talk to the police or something?”
“Don’t listen to him, fight. I can help you to spread the word. Only for those 3 Gor$ from before.” Matilda says as she sits next to you, her expression unchanged.
“Matilda… Don’t make this any worse.” Soh responds, turning to her.
“Tell me, is there anything more manly than a one-on-one battle to the death?” she asks Futaki.
“Death…?” You stare at Matilda in confusion.
“No. There is nothing manly about suicide.” Soh says sternly. He doesn’t buy it.
“Look at his muscles, he can take him no problem.” She grabs your arm and squeezes your level 2 muscles. “Let’s go, Johnny, you have to challenge this man. I believe in you.” She stares into your eyes as she says this.
“Don’t listen to her…”
“You should go find him right now. There is no need to make a spectacle out of this.” Philonune whispers.

>Pay Matilda to spread the word.
>Find this fucker right now. You don’t want to waste your money.
>Write In.

>>1903243
>>Find this fucker right now. You don’t want to waste your money.

we need to prioritize style and see what these shades and jacket look like on us then

>>1903243
>Pay Matilda to spread the word.
3 easy Gor$ towards a "beneficial" business partnership. :^^^)
>“Sorry, she’s like that, she probably will do anything for money.”
>“Anything?”
>"Anything."

Then seek the fucker out. While we walk around to find him, attempt to see if Philo's power works to detect light sources as well as block them out. If so, then maybe we can do that to locate white flame users within a certain range of us, if that isn't too OP.

>>1903243
Pay Matilda to direct him to the soccer field near the canal after school on Wednesday. Gives us time to plan with friends, a neutral territory, and she gets to double dip on payment by directing him to us.

>>1903243
It's a good thing we leveled up our Handsomeness for cutscenes like this, huh?

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“Matilda, here.” You take the money out of your pocket.
“What’s your full name?” She stares at the cash blankly, but you can see the gears spinning in her head.
“Johnny Ando.”
“Excellent. Now I can spread the word. Thank you for your patronage.” She smirks briefly before taking your money and leaving the room quickly. You can hear her yelling about your challenge from this room, she’s loud. It’s kind of embarrassing.

“…” Soh moves his hand over his mouth and looks concerned. He takes a deep breath before speaking. “I’ll have to inform the president, you know that?”
“Don’t worry about it. I have a plan.” You stand up confidently and leave the room too. Time to find this POS.

“Why did you pay her if your intention is going after him immediately?” Philonune asks while circling around you.
“You see, Philo, you’ve to develop your relationships somehow, and its better if you start them with the right foot.”
“You could pay her to be your friend.” Philonune says bluntly.
“I don’t think you know how relationships work, my friend…” You say while you hold your chin like you’re some type of genius. “Now that we have a conversation going, I need you for a second. I want to test something.”
“What is it?”
“Your powers could work to detect light sources as well as block them out, right?”
“Not exactly, but continue.” He sounds interested.
“Maybe we can locate white flame users within a certain range of us.”
“Flames are the manifestation of us entities in the human realm. We look like flames, but we don’t act like ones.” Philonune clarifies.
“…Is your ability that useless?” you ask, completely deadpan.
“Sorry… Maybe one day we will find a use for it.” Philonune looks dejected.

Before you could leave the school, you hear a familiar voice calling for your name, and she doesn’t sound pleased at all…

“J-Johnny…!” It’s Uccelli, and she’s running towards you, hair swaying from side to side rapidly. “…W-what is… going on?” She takes a moment to catch her breath.
“Destiny calls.” you say, trying to sound cool.
“W-what are you talking about? W-what’s this all about? Why are you wearing your jacket like that? Spice said you were calling for a fight, tell me what’s going on.” She fixes her hair while talking.
“Yes, I have to fight. It’s my mission to deal with this bully. I’ve to avenge my brothers of impaired vision.” You look at the distance instead of talking directly to her.
“…Why are you acting like this? What’s going on in your head?” a confused Uccelli says.

>”I’m kidding, a delinquent is searching for me, and he has ties with Wilkinson. I want to deal with him as soon as possible. Can you help me?” Ask Uccelli to join you.
>”I have to go… Take care, my love.” Leave and keep your mysterious aura.
>Write In.

>>1903356
>>”I’m kidding, a delinquent is searching for me, and he has ties with Wilkinson. I want to deal with him as soon as possible. Can you help me?” Ask Uccelli to join you.

>>1903356
>Write In.
>There's approxiamtely 21 posters on an anonymous image board making my decisions for me in my head

>Nah just fucking with you, honestly I don't think it's right that this dude is beating people up so I'm gonna stop him

>>1903356
>>”I have to go… Take care, my love.” Leave and keep your mysterious aura.

>>1903356
>>”I’m kidding, a delinquent is searching for me, and he has ties with Wilkinson. I want to deal with him as soon as possible. Can you help me?” Ask Uccelli to join you.

>>1903356
Do the first write-in of >>1903368
Then do
>”I’m kidding, a delinquent is searching for me, and he has ties with Wilkinson. I want to deal with him as soon as possible. Can you help me?” Ask Uccelli to join you.
Maybe we can finally see her deity in action and get their name and personality.

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“There are approximately 19 posters on an anonymous imageboard making my decision for me in my head.” You twitch your eye. Uccelli looks concerned. ”I’m kidding, a delinquent is searching for me, and he has ties with Wilkinson. I want to deal with him as soon as possible. Can you help me?” You take your jacket off. It’s time to stop playing games. Uccelli looks relieved for a second.
“Wilkinson? The one who had a flame? The one who…” She looks down without finishing. Uccelli had the best of intentions at the time, sadly she couldn’t help him.
“Yes, the one and only. I don’t know what I’m going to deal with exactly, there is a small chance that he has a flame. But honestly, I don’t think It’s right that this dude is beating people up so I’m gonna stop him.” You adjust your sunglasses.
“I guess is finally time to… You know.” She stares at her flaming hand. “But first, I need to disguise myself. Wait for me at the gate…” She goes back.

You wait for her outside the school. She appears with her new disguise, she’s wearing sportswear…! She’s not fooling anyone like this. Her disguises have always been terrible, at least this one is cute.

“I’m ready.” She smiles with confidence. You nod at her.
“I don’t know where to start…” You scratch your head.
“Ando…” She gives you a disappointed look.
“Let’s go to the Red Tulip Highschool. He studies there.” You point to the station.
“But if he’s searching for you, he should be around here, no?” Uccelli replies.

Together you two will have to find out where to go first…

…

Sadly this is all we have for this thread! Thank you for playing and see you next time!

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>>1903531
I hope you guys had fun. Here is a pic of Uccelli teaching. From next week onwards we’re going to start sessions 2 hours earlier.

Questions/Feedback/Comments/Drawing ideas and the like are always welcome and encouraged.

If you want updates about the quest:

Twitter: https://twitter.com/QM91m
Discord: https://discord.gg/AmjbaTR

We will return this Saturday (30th) in a brand new thread.

(Fixed the drawing a bit.)

>>1903547
Thanks for the thread, bossman.

Hope to see you again Saturday.

More delinquent Johnny, please.
Or how about delinquent Uccelli?

>>1903531
Damn
Uccelli is your cutest character yet
topcake
also>>1903574

>>1903547
Thanks for running, man.
>2 hours earlier
>may have some minor overlap with my timezone
Happy day.