>>1915032
>Where did they come from?

Those fuckers torched our turf. They need to learn that this will have consequences.

>>1915032
>>Where did they come from?
>>What did they use?

>>1915032

STATS: Billy “The Bat” Iwo
Class: None

Background: Banchou
Ability: Strongest
Bonus to Intimidate Checks
Bonus to Strength Checks

>Weapon: New York No Shinbatsu
>(Studded Club with Chain)
>Magical Enhancement:
>Durability +
>HP<, ATK+

>Delinquent Traits Scores
>Clever: 27
>Manly: 33
>Code - Honesty: 17
>Fight'n Spirit: 27

__________________________________________________

Delinquent Traits 1.0.1
Theses are the character traits that make you who you are, and with them comes both benefits and drawbacks that are befitting of your brash, trouble-making personality.

>1) Your traits are kept track of through points, a Trait Score, which will rise and fall as you chose your options. Such traits unlock special dialog prompts that are unique to you. Often times it is a high-risk, high reward option that requires a roll for success and other times a bonus just for maintaining it. The modified prompts is not necessarily beneficial or harmful, simply the embodiment of a trait.
>2) Successful rolls will give great benefits in the story, while failures might complicate things. Regardless of success or failure, choosing the modified prompt will cause a gain in points dependent on the situation (+3 or greater), while choosing not to use the prompt given will result in a loss of points (-2).
>3) You may use your points to modify your “Write in” responses with your traits, which will give bonuses to the results if the response is appropriate to those traits, at the cost of (-2) points.
>4) You may modify a response with more than one trait if appropriate for increased chances, and I encourage “Write in” responses, awarding particularly good responses by potentially refunding points spent. You lose this ability for a particular trait if you have a Trait Score of 2 or less.
>5) Higher Trait Scores increase the likelyhood of modified prompts appearing. Lower scores do the opposite. The relative difference in numbers has some affect towards which type of modified prompt is given.
>6) You may burn any of these points on given prompts as well to gain an additional bonus, provided the prompt does not already have the modifier on it already. Spend your points carefully, and try to find a balance, for once a trait score hits 0, your ability to take advantage of that trait is gone forever, having “gone soft.” I will make sure you are aware of the Trait Score values at all times as well as clarify any questions and feedback if necessary.

_____________________________________


First Thread:
>http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/1883765/
Previous Thread:
>http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/1899453/

Sorry I'm late anons, had a wild day today. Ended up saving some old lady from being run over by a car, believe it or not. Still haven't finished any quality drawings, Haven't had much time to do so, unfortunately. Should get it done very soon.

>>1915032
>"I'M GOING TO KILL THOSE BASTARDS! NO ONE FUCKS WITH OUR TURF!"
>>Where did they come from?
>>What did they take?
>>What did they use?

>>1915093
this. Leave no stone unturned.

>NOBODY FUCKS WITH OUR TURF!

>>1915032
>>1915063
>>1915071
>>1915093
>>1915102
>>1915114
>Fightin' Spirit +1

>"I'M GOING TO KILL THOSE BASTARDS! NO ONE FUCKS WITH OUR TURF!"
>Where did they come from?
>What did they use?
>What did they take?


The more you think about it, the more these Brotherhood of Bastards piss you off. Who in the FUCK thinks it's okay to fuck with YOUR turf. Nobody who has working brain, that's who!

"I'M GOING TO KILL THOSE BASTARDS! NO ONE FUCKS WITH OUR TURF!"

Henrietta and the Guild Guardian are both startled by your angry outburst. You grab the guard by the gorget of his armor and pull him in, before firing off questions.

"Where did they come from!?"
"What did they use!?"
"What did they take!?"

The guard, who already doesn't seem to like you very much, bats your hand away from his neck. Before he can answer, Henrietta speaks of first.

"The Unbreakable Brotherhood is based in the west side of Prontia."

The guard then answers another, before being kinda a dick.

"...and, if the other victims were to be believed, they had peculiarly high-quality weapons. Apparently, some of them were swinging flaming swords around. Look buddy, I would like to stay and chat, but I need to help the victims out here first, before I exchange pleasantries with the guy who got rid of our best support in fighting this street filth. Have a good night, Henrietta. Exchanging goodbyes, the guard goes about his work.

"He didn't have to be so rude about it." Henrietta says in your defense.

Damn that guy. If you want to do more about this, your going to have to figure it out later. At least you know where they live an what you're up against. Almost good enough to go knock on their door already.

Before you get a chance to think more about a new adversary to kneecap with your bat, your focus is broken by a familiar rumbling sound.

"...So hungry..."

The little girl in your arms is hungry. AGAIN. While it ticks you off a bit how somebody could be so gluttonous, you promised to feed her sweets after you let her get punted earlier. It would be a good time to talk to her about her...condition. Either way, you also need to start training her to kick ass like you, starting tomorrow

>Feed her and get her to talk
>Time for little fatty to sleep, it's past her bedtime
>Write in

>>1915179

>Feed her and get her to talk
>Time for little fatty to sleep, it's past her bedtime

>>1915179
>Feed her and get her to talk

>>1915179
>>Feed her and get her to talk
>>Time for little fatty to sleep, it's past her bedtime

>>1915179
>>Feed her and get her to talk
>>We need to refuel as well

>>1915179
>>1915182
>>1915185
>Feed her and get her to talk

It's pretty late, but the Guild Hall conveniently acts much like a college campus, the Guild dining hall being open all night, including the bakery.

Let's get going Henrietta, we've both had a long day.

Of course, Bieri-kun. Thank you so much for protecting me tonight. You were very cool. I just hope now my manager isn't mad at me for playing hooky.

Winking at you, Henrietta goes ahead, probably to go find her boss. The girl has started using your country's honorific system, despite being from another world. It makes you feel a little less homesick, you guess.

Going inside and heading your separate ways, you carry your hungry little friend to the bakery, jostling her get her attention.

"Alright, Bottomless Pit. Make this a good one, It'll probably be your last meal like this in a long time. I'm treating, as promised."

Charlotte obliges, licking her chops as she looks at the menu.

"I want that one, and that one, and that one."

She picks out three different cakes on display. All of them are pretty much physically larger than her by comparison, having their layers stacked high. You are sickened, but curious.

___________________________________


"Kimo."

That's all you can think right now. There was nothing left of the cakes you spent 30 Gelt on each after Charlotte tore into them. It was an absolute massacre. The little girl gobbled up the confections like she was gulping down air, forgoing the use of forks or knives to just shovel it in. It was obscene. Never again could you sit through something like that. You had tried to feed yourself a little snack, but

She is a mess after everything is said and done, looking as if she doubled in width. Covered in frosting all around her face, she still continues to try to lap it up while in a food-induced coma. Her bare tummy has been exposed, having gorged enough to defeat the lower buttons of her cotton pajamas. Absolutely disgusting. Your fighting spirit burns as you think about how hard your gonna work this pig so she can stop eating like a starving animal and start to get in shape.

Looking around, nobody is hanging out in the Dining Hall. Good. You snap your fingers in her face to get her attention. She is roused from her dessert induced stupor - awake now thanks to the massive amount of sugary shlop in her.

"Now we need to talk."

You prompt her impatiently. She looks around, looking like she want's to run over and sit in your lap like the last two times, but now she seems to be immobilized by her fullness. She is nervous, despite being the only other person around, sans yourself. She struggles to beg while totally stuffed.

"Nobody can know. Okay?"

You nod. Taking one last look around, the little girl takes off her hat, which she wears even to sleep, and shows the top of her head to you for the first time. It's...completely normal...

(Cont. 1/2)

>>1915381
...except for...

>>1915381
...Oh wait, never mind, she has a pair of big, triangular doggy-fox-something ears. The look nice and fluffy, much like their owner.

Hmmm......

“I’m a Demi-Human”

Demi-What?

Shit is about to get confusing

"I have the blood of beasts within me. We are like humans, but touched by the gods to have these features. My race in particular are called the Tanukin. Everyone of us have good scavenging ability, great skill with our hands, a talent for money, and well..."

She looks down at her big stomach with a minor frown, acknowledging her abnormally large appetite.

"You can’t tell anyone about this. It’s important!"

Wow, so she’s like a little raccoon or something. How adorable. You’ve always wanted a pet, but not a vermin like this.

>Why?
>Where’s your tail?
>Can you do any other tricks?
>Write in

>>1915446
>>Why?

So instead of big balls, she has a big stomach.
Unless her balls are in her stomach.

>>1915446
>>Why?
>>Where’s your tail?

>>1915446
>Why?
>Where's your tail?

Can we pet fluffy ears?

>>1915446
>Why?
>Where’s your tail?

>inb4 only males have tails

>>1915446
Eat meat and imagine the swole potential

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Also that's cool that she is a Elin.

>>1915446
>why?

Was waiting for ya in the old thread, since it probably would have lasted for a few days more. Ah well.

>>1915506
I was too, initially, I shoulda posted a link

>>1915446
>>1915450
>>1915455
>>1915459
>>1915465
>>1915506

>Where's your tail?
>Why?

You've seen some weird shit while staying here in Prontia, but this is the start of another level. Your underling is an animal person!

"We don't have people with fluffy ears back at home. Can I...?"

"No!...Not here...Maybe upstairs."

She's determined to keep this under wraps. That just makes you suspicious.

"Where;s your tail?"

Charlotte adjusts her sitting position to the best of her ability, making a very uncomfortable position as she moves her butt.

You get the idea, It must suck to have part of your body being sat on and smushed up against your ass. It makes you adjust your position, too. But why go to such lengths, this is just silly.

"Why?"

Charlotte leans in as much as her tummy allows her to to talk as softly as possible.

"For a few years now, the opinion of Demi-Humans has been at an all time low here in Prontia. It has something to do with a dispute between the Order of the Silver Crown and the Demi-Human population living here...not that I've been able to find any of them. I'm not exactly sure what happened but...It's not a good idea if I go out like this."

Ugh, those fucking Silver Crown assholes, they ruin everything they stick their big fucking noses into!

Discussing this seems to make her really uncomfortable. Racism against dog people, now you've seen everything. Fucking incredible.

Charlotte put her hat back on to protect her secret. It's about time you guys called it a night. Time to get some rest.

"Let's get back to the room" You suggest.

Charlotte attempts to get up, but then looks super sad when she can't get onto her feet. She tries to give you some puppy-dog eyes as she looks at you cutely.

"Master, can you please carry me?"

You fill the empty lobby with your angry voice as you lose your cool.

"CAN'T YOU EVER WALK YOURSELF!?!"

___________________________________


Hauling the overfed animal girl was quite a workout. It's like having one of those dogs that the family spoils and it gets too fat! At this rate she's going to have a doggy-heart attack too.

You drop Charlotte onto the bed, causing her to whole body to bounce around from the impact. You turn around, before double taking back to a happily smiling Charlotte. There's only one bed in this room. You let out an aggravated sigh. That means...

Charlotte takes her hat off, feeling comfortable with you seeing her true form starts getting under the covers...very slowly on the account of her fullness.

"What's wrong Master?"

This feels wrong, sleeping in bed with a girl without sharing a certain relationship feels, really wrong. And perverted. Especially when they look like Charlotte.

>"WHY."
>Time to sleep on the floor
>Just share the bed with her
>Share the bed with her, but have her sleep at the foot of the bed, like the pet that she is
>Write in

________________

>>1915506
>>1915581
Fuck, I'm sorry Anon, I forgot to at least link the thread.[/Spoiler]

>>1915615
>Sleep on the damn floor

This is a DANGEROUS situation. Be a man, take the floor.

>>1915615
>>Time to sleep on the floor
>>Write in: Please call me sensei instead. Being called master is uncomfortable."

>>1915615
>Time to sleep on the floor

>>1915639
Banchou, man, banchou!

>>1915615
>>Time to sleep on the floor
"Not on your life."

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Also may i say:
>Share the bed with her, but have her sleep at the foot of the bed, like the pet that she is

pic related.

>>1915615
Floor

>>1915615
>Time to sleep on the floor
inb4 she asks "Why are you sleeping on the floor master? the bed is nice and warm and soft!"
"Because it is wrong to sleep in bed with a woman when she isn't your girlfriend!"
"I could be your girlfriend tonight!"
>Queue Oblate Spheroid attempting to be seductive

>>1915615
>>1915631
>>1915639
>>1915648
>>1915650
>>1915651
>>1915656
>>1915669
>>1915677
>Time to sleep on the floor

"Master, why don't you come to bed? The Guild Hall mattresses are super comfy!"

"Nope!"

You lay down on the floor immediately in response to the question. Not on your life, tubby.

Charlotte has a frowny face before getting into bed and pouting. Guess she also doesn't like sleeping alone too then huh? What a child!

Ugh. You've had enough of this brat. On the list of things to do tomorrow, Having her refer to you as "Banchou", or maybe "Boss" is on it. This "Master" stuff is starting to make you feel wrong. Speaking of wrong, you have another reason for sleeping alone in bed and preferably your own room.

Ever since you were a young lad, you've had a a problem when it comes to bed time. You're terrible at it, or rather, your a terrible person to sleep around! You have a number of very serious sleep movement disorders, from periodic limb movements to the very rare and occasional sleepwalk, and so does you little brother, and as did your father before you both!
It's a wonder your mother didn't kill him earlier when they stopped doing it and tried to sleep in the same bed like a regular couple. There was a time when you and your little brother slept together in the same bed when you were younger, and god was it awful. Between constantly being kicked out of bed, the strange positions, feeling like you beat each other up while asleep in the morning and waking up with black eye every so often fucking sucked. Here on the floor should be more a adequate place to sleep for now. You grab Charlotte's big soft backpack to use as a pillow as you make yourself comfortable in the center of the room on the ground. Time to sleep for the first time since you got here without having to be knocked the fuck out.

"Goodnight"

"Night-Night"


Roll to sleep.

___________________________________


This is purely for laughs, don't get any weird ideas anon

Rolled 79 (1d100)

>>1915762
WE TRAIN WHILE WE SLEEP!!

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>1915762

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>1915762

Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>1915762

Rolled 57 (1d100)

>>1915762
We hunt monster while sleepwalking

>>1915885
We hunted the gangsters that torched our place while sleep walking.

Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>1915762

>>1915762
>>1915867
Rolled 18: Sleep Rating: Nightmares of the Past
I'll always take the lowest roll when you sleep! Roll if you dare! Muahaha!

"You ready for me to kick your ass, Billy?"

"You can try you fucking loser."

You were having baseball practice like in the good old days. Before even middle school. when one of your teammates really pissed you off - Uwari Sendo. After having a little disagreement, the two of you are already squaring up. Fuck him, he started it, and now your going to finish it. The rest of your team cheers for you both, watching in a loose circle around you as they egg the fight on.

He's bigger, but you were always a fantastic scrapper. Violence is your greatest talent.

You both give each other a few good licks, but now you have the upper hand, straddling him, and messing up his pale face with your fists as you perform the ground and pound. Feels really good!

You try to punch his face again, but there's a strong grip around your arm. Who the heck is stopping you?

Oh shit, it's your Dad!
...But it's not your Dad, this Dad has the face of a Youkai! His teeth jut grotesquely from his mouth as his evil eyes penetrate your soul. And he's got his belt too!

You see Uwari-san crying like a little bitch on the ground covering his face as you're bent over Demon-Dad's knee, he's about to open a really old fashion style of punishment right unto your tender young cheeks. It hurts like fuck, but you're more concerned with the way the baseball team laughs at the humiliating display. Demon-Dad doesn't give a single flying fuck about your feelings as he continues to torture you with corporal punishment. He just breathes fire as he wails on your ass with his flaming belt, curses shooting out of his toothy mouth and branding your asshole as he whoops the shit out of you in front of your friends. You do your best to hold back the bitter tears as everyone indulges in your physical and emotional pain.

"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCK!!!!!"

___________________________________


"MASTER PLEASE STOP!!!!"

You wake up to find yourself on the bed in the room. Judging from the lack light in the window, it's still way to be early to be awake, perhaps just a little before the crack of dawn. Judging by the way the temperature has dropped and there's a few shards on the ground, you were busy tonight. You feel your fists all and your left palm kinda tingly. Well shit.

Looking down, you have Charlotte bent over your knee, crying uncontrollably as you dish out punishment just like your father would. Right on her chunky, tender behind. Her ass is very red now. She'll be extra uncomfortable sitting today.

Hey look! you found her tail, It's very fluffy and round, with dark rings running around it. You were holding it as you spanked her.

"W-W-What Di-hic-Did I doooooo!?!!"

Damn, this was the same dream that forced your parents to get you and your brother separate rooms. You hear a knock on your door...

Cont. (1/2)

>>1916011
oh fuck no

>>1916011
The door slowly opens as you see a familiar face poking out of the doorway. It's Henrietta. She rubs here eyes as she opens the door. She's wearing a nightgown and a little sleeping cap.

"What is going on here? We've never gotten so many complaints before in one night like this."

You look to the blubbering tail you're currently holding, the window shards on the ground, and back to the sleepy woman peering into your room.

PANIC.

What the heck are you going to do!? You don't even remember what you actually did, aside from spank the actual snot out of Charlotte and smash the window. Did you...fall out of the room. That shit is at least two stories. How in the fuck are you going to explain this?
What do you do?
>Write In

Cont. (2/2)

>>1916011
If we roll a 1, does that mean we have an enthusiastic midnight walk?

>>1916069
Apologize and explain the situation, including the memory and the movement disorders. Billy is an honest man.

>>1916074
Supporting!

>>1916069
USE OUR CODE OF HONOR EXPLAINEXPLAIN

>>1916071
I have big plans for a nat 1

>>1916081
THEY HAVE TO BELIEVE US CAUSE WE LITERALLY DO NOT LIE! I do feel really fucking bad about charrote tho

>>1916081
>>1916080
>>1916074
>>1916069
>>1916087


Roll for honesty


Better roll high, for Charlotte's sake

Rolled 75 (1d100)

>>1916104

Rolled 63 (1d100)

>>1916104
WE MUST

Rolled 41 (1d100)

>>1916104

Rolled 57 (1d100)

>>1916104
We so honest

Rolled 8 (1d100)

>>1916104

Rolled 41 (1d100)

>>1916104

Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>1916104

Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>1916104

>>1916011
Dam this is bad...the fuck is wrong with us.

>>1916104
>spoiler


Oooh! Her tail and ears are showing up? Also i feel bad for Lotte.

Rolled 13 (1d100)

>>1916104

>>1916104
He said roll high

Rolled 13 (1d100)

>>1916218

Rolled 99 (1d100)

>>1916104

>>1916222
is this enough?

>>1916230
Not quite

>>1916222
Trips and a 99!

...too bad its probably too late and most likely QM's already writing.

I must say i didn't like this don't we have a separate room in the guild hall? Were we sharing before? Or was the fact that we were so fucked up the inly reason why we didn't do this before?

Well i'm just being salty. It will pass

>>1916104
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>>1916118
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>>1916127
>>1916136
>>1916142
>>1916155
>>1916172
>>1916217
>>1916220
>>1916222
>>1916233

>Honesty +5

DC 70: Rolled 99 - Lucky!

You drop the sobbing mess of the girl you just whupped the crap out of. Charlotte, taking advantage of the situation, despite her current state of butt-devastation, crawls under the bed in an attempt to hide her secret, biting back bitter tears.

You notice that Henrietta is quite tired and holds her head, trying to get over both a massive hangover and whatever exhaustion being afraid for her life brought her as a target for kidnapping. Her eyes are very heavy. She doesn't understand much right now, you think.

You don't even get the chance to explain the situation first before she breaks the silence. She blinks a few times, totally unaware

"Bieri-kun, Please keep it down at night. Others are sleeping."

Eh?

Henrietta promptly leaves the room. You use the opportunity to go grab your monster from under the bed and let her know that the coast is clear.

"It's safe to come out, I don't think she saw anything."

"..."
____________________________________


Your sitting down with Charlotte, trying to explain your very strange condition. She's a little mad at you for pummeling her round little bottom so savagely. She looks at from the side.

"I'll forgive youuuu."

You let out a big sigh. Glad we're on the same page.

"So what actually happened to me while I was sleepwalking?"

Charlotte stops being mad completely, now just more in awe and shock.

"It was crazy, I woke up late at night to come snuggl-I mean check on you, but you were walking around already. I tried to get your attention, but you were all punchy and stuff. And then you shouted "SATTENDO KORE!!!" and jumped out the window. You punched a tree to death and then ran off! I tried to follow you, but you were gone. When you came back an hour latter, you threw this into the room before..."

She shudders to think about the assault on her hiney before continuing. She hands you a gem. It's purple, and you have no idea what it does.

Obtained: Purple Gem

Well at least that's something, You'll look at it later. You fall asleep on the floor without further incident. Tomorrow you start Charlotte's training and get to the bottom of that murder mystery.

_____________________________________


Have to call it a night guys. To make up for the shorter session today, I'll be running earlier than usual. 12:00PM EST tomorrow. Thank you all for participating again.

>>1916272
It was all Charlotte's fault

>>1916318
Ooooh early weekend thread, good night truck

>>1916318
Nice.
Nini

>>1916318
>And then you shouted "SATTENDO KORE!!!" and jumped out the window
top kek
Have a good night QM

>>1916318

Feeling that your body is twisted into a strange position wakes you up. Your arms are both crossed over your body in an exaggerated self-hug, a typical occurrence for you. You take a look outside of the shattered window to gauge the time, letting it dawn on you that someone will most likely have to pay for that. The sun is just about to come out, only a little light making everything visible in a desaturated morning tone. It's been a few hours. The perfect time to exercise.

Looking back, you see your little friend still snoozing on the bed, making sure to stay face down to avoid putting any weight on her sore, plump bottom. Gotta wake her up. Using your newfound knowledge of how to wake her from her log-like slumber, you grab a feather from the nice soft pillow on the bed and tickle her until she lets out a little sneeze.

"...!?..."

The girl wakes up, somewhat unawares.

"Get dressed and get outside. It's showtime."

"...Show-Tiemu?"

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You are down in the back of the big Guild Hall, not far from your room. You can see the damage from last night, glass everywhere on the grass and a nearby tee looking like it was struck by lightning without being set on fire. Last night wasn't great, but it's not the worst thing you've done in your sleep.

Just then, Charlotte dashes to you on her short, sausage legs. She breaths hard before recomposing herself and tries to get pumped up.

"I'm ready! Master Bato!"

It's about time she stopped using "Master". It doesn't make you feel comfortable. You shout to get your point across much like an aggressive coach would.

"From now on, you will refer to me as Banchou Billy, or simply Boss! Got That?! None of this "Master" bullshit."

"Yes Banchou Bieri!"

...Good enough. You enjoy the compliance at least. She looks really determined to improve herself.

You grabbed Charlotte's bag when you came out here. She has a lot of junk other than her trade tools, utility items, and a few defensive options. For example, you found a shitload of hand-sized balls. They look perfect to play catch with. They might be helpful. Just like this ID card.

You look over Charlotte's rather unimpressive physical shape, and down to her little ID card. You notice there had been a minor improvement since the last time you looked at her numbers. Did she level up or something? The stats slightly different.

NAME: CHARLOTTE MARCHESS DU LAFRA
CLASS TYPE: ROGUE
- SUBTYPE:TRADESMITH
HP: 25 (+5) (B)
STATUS: NORMAL
AGE: 16
HOME: LAFRA
HT: 4'8”
WT: 135lbs

PER: 20 (A)
INT: 16 (B-)
WIS: 15 (C+)
CHA: 15 (C+)
END: 16 (+2) (C+)
STR: 14 (C+)
DEX: 6 (E)

Race: Tanukin

That last one is really hard to see at first glance. Interesting. You wonder how she's able to apparently get such accurate readings. You've been feeling strangely powerful since you got here, with incredible feats strength becoming a norm for you. Maybe you should ask for Henrietta about one for yourself.

Cont. (1/2)

>>1917289

Now it's time to get this girl into shape, so she can make herself useful.

How will you do it?
>Start with that calisthenic shit they made you do every day before classes started at school. Everyone can do those basic exercises, making it a good place to start.
>We have all these fucking balls, I'll start with some baseball conditioning, some good intermediate drills.
>Charlotte needs to learn how to act more freely in a combat situation, the two of you will spar. Even if she's no match for you, learning to defend and dodge will be beneficial to her.
>Write in

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>Delinquent Traits Scores
>Clever: 27
>Manly: 33
>Code - Honesty: 22 (+5)
>Fight'n Spirit: 27

>Trait Write In: -2

Cont. (2/2)
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Welcome back everybody. Time to get started. Thanks for waiting.

>>1917317
>>Charlotte needs to learn how to act more freely in a combat situation, the two of you will spar. Even if she's no match for you, learning to defend and dodge will be beneficial to her.
I like this but maybe we should see Henrietta first to get our own id and pay for the damage we did

>>1917317
>>Start with that calisthenic shit they made you do every day before classes started at school. Everyone can do those basic exercises, making it a good place to start
Time to lose some weight! Maybe get an I.D once she is situated.

>>1917317
>We have all these fucking balls, I'll start with some baseball conditioning, some good intermediate drills.

If she's a rogue, then she probably knows how to move at least basically.

>>1917317
>DODGEBALL

Remember the 5 ds!

>>1917317
>Start with that calisthenic shit they made you do every day before classes started at school. Everyone can do those basic exercises, making it a good place to start.

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>>1917330
>>1917347

>Start with that calisthenic shit they made you do every day before classes started at school. Everyone can do those basic exercises, making it a good place to start.

I can feel Mast-I mean Boss's eyes go right through me as he ponders about how he's going to help me get stronger! I think...

I have to stay focused and do my best! I wonder what we're going to do today? I hope it's not too hard for me. My tummy is still kinda full right now...and my butt hurts super bad!

I just have to ignore it. I want the boss to notice me!

Roll to Charlotte.

Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>1917394
You can do This! Maybe! Kind of?

Rolled 16 (1d100)

>>1917394
>my butt hurts super bad
I can't wait to go to sleep again

Rolled 96 (1d100)

>>1917394

Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>1917394

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>1917417
>>1917398
Do we need to roll more?

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>>1917448
Weeelll okay...

>>1917448
>>1917417
>>1917398
Holy fuck, charlotte, where the hell were you hiding this?!

>>1917461
Obviously, we need to spank her ass more often.

>>1917469
Well, at least at least her wish of bieri noticing her will come true.

>>1917469
We need to go further

>>1917469
It's it weird that the porn I masturbated to last night had spanking in it? Hmmm

>>1917490
Don't think we needed to know that.

>>1917412
>>1917417
>>1917448
I swear no other quest thread I've seen has had as high a concentration of rolls above 90 than this one. Where Billy has wandered off to, he wanders among gods

>>1917522
I don't know, I keep rolling under 20

>>1917461
It's nit her. Bily it's just a really good coach...just like his dad used to be.

>>1917538
Sadface

>>1917522
Banchou means being the strongest, you know.

Apparently, that means we draw 90+ rolls to this quest.
>>1917538
We're the best coach.

>>1917542
Don't be sad. Think like this, if there is a afterlife Billy's dad might be giving the widest grin ever.

>>1917394
>>1917398
>>1917412
>>1917417

DC 50: Rolled 100 - ORYAH!

You decide the best way to start is easy. Doing that stuff you were forced to do as a student in your country would be a good place to start. Such a practice has endangered and destroyed much of the out of shape in Japan.

Looking at Charlotte, you notice now there is a fire in her eyes. She seems to have been able to channel her fighting spirit..,Not bad at all. Now we're cooking with gas! You instruct her on the workout and lead by example, to show her how to proceed.

Charlotte easily accomplishes the basic bitch exercises. She has very little trouble running in place, doing jumping jacks, and touching her toes, despite her prodigious belly in the way. Increasing the pace does nothing to stop her as she keeps up with you. Seeing her doing such a good job leads you to give her some of the more difficult stuff.

She isn't even winded after the moderately challenging workout. You feel refreshed after limbering up yourself.

"Okay Boss! I'm all warmed up!!"

Oh, she wants more huh? You can see that she's ready for it. You pick some of her toy balls. It's time for round two.

"Oh my collection!"

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If Charlotte wanted to prove herself to you, she's certainly gotten your attention with her performance today. Putting her through the grinder does not stop her from the conditioning you did as a baseball player being forced upon her small body. She is able to jog and keep up with you the whole time with her stubby legs. She does at least a hundred full crunches without giving up. Her push ups are surprising, using a real push up form, and none of that girly shit where you use your knees. It is impressive as you watch her continue to sweat like she's in a sauna, undeterred in her task. Time to keep pushing.

You end up winding down the workout by using her collection of throw-balls to test her reactions and drill a sense of urgency in her. She passes with flying colors, catching what she needs to catch and avoiding what she needs to avoid, able to keep up against the ever increasing distance you make her have to run to answer your pitches. Even putting some speed on the ball, Charlotte is able to catch some in her mouth with some sick hops like a trained show-dog. Sugoi!

Even your slightly beat as you stand over Charlotte's prone, exhausted, panting body.

"D-did I do good Boss?"

Acknowledging her hard work, you smile and help her to her feet.

"You did great, Lottie."

She looks very happy to have exceeded your expectations. She'll be able to meet her goal of self improvement for sure if she keeps this up. You allow her to hold your hand on the way back to the Guild Hall, she's earned it.

You take a look at her card, mostly out of curiosity. These changes completely unexpected!

Charlotte's Stats:

PER: 20 (A)
INT: 16 (B-)
WIS: 15 (C+)
CHA: 15 (C+)
END: 16 (C+)
STR: 15 (+1) (C+)
DEX: 7 (+1) (E)

Cont. (1/2)

>>1917624

While she did an excellent job today, you concern yourself with the days to come, where she must once again prove how serious she is about becoming rough and tumble like you. Praising her gets you a big smile and much happier disposition. You'll have to change up her diet as well. Bodily improvement starts at the table, after all. There was some other stuff you need to get out of the way. Time to head back and get shit done.

Where to next?
>Breakfast. Gotta make sure we situate this one's diet.
>Guild Hall Front Desk. Time to see your favorite clerk, she might have some news for you
>To Morrcock Construction company, better get their early
>Write in

Cont. (2/2)

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>Delinquent Traits Scores
>Clever: 27
>Manly: 33
>Code - Honesty: 22
>Fight'n Spirit: 27

>Trait Write In: -2

>>1917676
>>Guild Hall Front Desk. Time to see your favorite clerk, she might have some news for you

>>1917676
>Breakfast. Gotta make sure we situate this one's diet.

>>1917676
>To Morrcock Construction company, better get their early

Is there delivery here? Ask to get our breakfast shipped over, or find some place to pick up food along the way. Guild cards a mystery, but that can wait.

>>1917676
>Breakfast. Gotta make sure we situate this one's diet.

>>1917676
>>Breakfast. Gotta make sure we situate this one's diet

>>1917687
Oh, also, are we even sure we know what's good for Charlotte? She ain't fully human, so changing up her diet to something else might hurt instead of help. What works for most might not work for her, just saying.

>>1917676
>Guild Hall Front Desk. Time to see your favorite clerk, she might have some news for you
>Also, see if you can get one of those ID´s they seem useful

>>1917729

>>1917801
I meant to put supporting; ignore my autism.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>1917802
>>1917801
>>1917729
>>1917722
>>1917720
>>1917687
>>1917686
>>1917683

>Breakfast - 1
>Front Desk -2

Rollan.

>>1917816
No need I'll change it to front desk

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You were to late anon. Finishing writing.

Why do you torture my slow hands so?
Anon pls!

>>1917801
>>1917729
>>1917722
>>1917720
>>1917687
>>1917686
>>1917683
>>1917676
>Breakfast. Gotta make sure we situate this one's diet.

Training the girl was the easy part. In all honesty, you could do this in your sleep, without any exaggeration...probably.

Now it's time to help this girl with her diet. Her belly rumbles as you lead the little girl into the dining hall, anticipating her next meal. Although she gorged herself out of her damned mind the last night, she must have managed to work up an appetite, against all odds. This will be difficult. While thankfully not being retarded enough to be unable to count calories as an athlete should, you worry about the ridiculous numbers this girl packs away, being a little less than human. If she was a normal person and ate as she does, she would be 300 pounds by now. Or exploded.

She's still partially human, your diet stratagems will have to work, even if they have to be scaled up to meet her incredible hunger.

You pick her up so she can see the ceiling mounted menu over the Guild Hall buffet at your level, hoping that she'll see all the options instead of just the eyesore of unhealthy stuff. She licks her chops again as she looks down at all the food put out for adventurers from your height, missing the point entirely. You pat her soft little gut to drive the point home

"Time to start your diet, Lottie"

Her hunger induced state of suspense is dropped as her good mood becomes one of nervous energy, probably worried about the idea of potentially not being able to inhale food.

Let's try...
>Just have her eat less at the table, the less calories you intake, the less gains you make. Simple and sweet. You just have to keep her training regime to burn that blubber off.
>You question how healthy it is to have her eat less, going by her freakish metabolism. The real issue is with her uncontrolled binging. Putting her on a multiple small-meal plan will be the least risky way to jump start her metabolism, even if she's constantly and steadily eating all day!
>You have no idea how the Tanukin girl is going to fair if you deprive her of food. You know that the content and nutrition are the most important. Just cut her sweets intake. She just needs to eat more meat!
>Write in

>>1917867
When we do get that card, I'm partially expecting strength to be something like ??? Or 0/0 or something like that.

>>1917870
>>You have no idea how the Tanukin girl is going to fair if you deprive her of food. You know that the content and nutrition are the most important. Just cut her sweets intake. She just needs to eat more meat!

>>1917880
This. Turn her into a Braphog.

>>1917873
Soon, if I'm able to freaking get my shit together and that's what you guys want, of course.

>>1917870
>You have no idea how the Tanukin girl is going to fair if you deprive her of food. You know that the content and nutrition are the most important. Just cut her sweets intake. She just needs to eat more meat!

>>1917880
At the very least, you can give her a cheat day to eat sweets.
>>1917887
>limit as x goes to infinity of e^x

>>1917870
>You have no idea how the Tanukin girl is going to fair if you deprive her of food. You know that the content and nutrition are the most important. Just cut her sweets intake. She just needs to eat more meat!

>>1917870
>You have no idea how the Tanukin girl is going to fair if you deprive her of food. You know that the content and nutrition are the most important. Just cut her sweets intake. She just needs to eat more meat!

>>1917870
>>1917880
>>1917884
>>1917891
>>1917903
>>1917921
>You have no idea how the Tanukin girl is going to fair if you deprive her of food. You know that the content and nutrition are the most important. Just cut her sweets intake. She just needs to eat more meat!

Reminiscing about Charlotte's feast the other night makes you ill. The amount of sugar she consumes in one sitting would give a man a heart attack over a week, or at least the 'beetus. The answer isn't to cut her calories down, just to get her to eat healthier. You don't want to accidentally end up starving her due to ignorance of her people and working her to death through your training. You address the hungry little girls concerns.

"You won't starve..."

She is momentarily relieved.

"I just need you to stop eating sweets. If you follow the diet, I might let you have a cheat day. Just eat your damn meat and veggies and stop carbo-loading already!"

She's clearly unsure of how to do that from the look of confusion on her face. This is going to take a while.

Breakfast goes like this: You let Charlotte feed herself, but supervise her to make sure she stays away from the crap and eats protein and fiber. It takes a while, considering the amount of times she goes back to the buffet to get another course, having you come with her to follow her around like a lost dog. Every time she tries to indulge her sweet-tooth, you bump her a little firmly with Shinbatsu, right on her already battered behind. Such a painful stimulus keeps her from eating something bad, even though she's in tears by her 6th helping. Girl has gotta learn to clean up her bulking technique somehow!

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Now that that's over, you quickly head to your room, spruce up, comb your hair, grab your other shit, and head back down. You quickly stop at the Guild Hall desk, followed by an only slightly disheartened Charlotte, who is still rubbing her ass.

You greet Henrietta, who gets up from resting her head in her hand on the desk to happily greet you.

"Heading out, Bieri-kun?"

>After seeing the destruction they wrought, I'm interesting in tracking down That Brotherhood of Bastards in my spare time later
>I want to know about those Guild IDs. Why don't I have one yet?
>I'm off to Old Man Morrcock.
>Write in

>>1918024
>>I want to know about those Guild IDs. Why don't I have one yet?

>>1918024
>>I want to know about those Guild IDs. Why don't I have one yet?

>>1918024
>>I want to know about those Guild IDs. Why don't I have one yet?
I want a picture of that ass we hear so much about

>>1918024
If its quick
>I want to know about those Guild IDs. Why don't I have one yet?
If not
>I'm off to Old Man Morrcock.
And ask him about these guys.
>After seeing the destruction they wrought, I'm interesting in tracking down That Brotherhood of Bastards in my spare time later

>>1918024
>I want to know about those Guild IDs. Why don't I have one yet?

>>1918024
>>1918038
>>1918039
>>1918055
>>1918093
>>1918140
>I want to know about those Guild IDs. Why don't I have one yet?

It's about time you address the elephant in the room. It's been put off for far to long.

"I want to know about these Guild IDs. When do I get mine."

Henrietta chuckles at your question.

"You get one when you ask for it, silly."

She takes Charlotte's card from you, and begins explaining the particulars.

"...And Magic is used to link you to the card. The Guilds have instituted this device as a system of classification and identification of adventures.To take on the more dangerous and rewarding quests, this is like a waiver and a certification..."

She goes on to explain the stats, to which you realize Charlotte is till pretty fucking weak in a combat situation, and her equally but low stats are supplemented by her ability to get stuff. It's not the worst thing, right now you can handle the combat aspect while you're here, having proved your capacity to do so again and again.

Interested in your own ID more out of curiosity than anything, you ask Henrietta about one.

"There's a fee, a minor magical procedure, and a signature you have to make, then you'll get your card. They do it all upstairs. I would have had to have you go through the process anyways if you want to collect on this kidnapping case, but you haven't found who is really responsible yet, have you?"

She is very curious about the quest, having almost been a victim herself. You explain that you don't think the big guys from earlier were the masterminds. You need more time to figure it out.

"You can go through the process now, if you're ready. It will cost you 100G"

>Later. I gotta meet with Ojisan first
>Alright, let's do it now.
>Write in

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Current Gelt: 371

>>1918197
>>Alright, let's do it now.

>>1918197
>Later. I gotta meet with Ojisan first

Sounds like it'll take time, do important shit first, then superfluous crap.

>>1918197
>>Alright, let's do it now.

>>1918197
Meh, shouldn't take to long, lets get it out of the way and be official an shit.
>Alright, let's do it now.

>>1918197
>>Alright, let's do it now.

>>1918197
>Alright, let's do it now.

Let's do it although my inner delinquent is kinda angry about this system. But if this will alow us to get paid for the quest and also get acess to harder and more rewarding quest then great. Also i'm kinda curious what are our stats.

>inb4 our ID says we are a demi-human or isn't capable of determine what our 'race' is.

>>1918293
>NAME: ???
>CLASS TYPE: ???
>- SUBTYPE:???
>HP: ???
>STATUS: ???
>AGE: 0
>HOME: ???
>HT: 6"2
>WT: 235lbs
>PER: ???
>INT: ???
>WIS: ???
>CHA: ???
>END: ???
>STR: ???
>DEX: ???
>Race: Anomaly

100G well spent

>>1918302
>Not STR: ∞/0

>>1918302
We can always grab more gil from the gang that attacked our turf.

Guys i just tought something. We want people to like us? Or at least make our public image a little bit better. Since the Ojisan is the owner of a construction company and he on us a favor instead to jave him go and witness in our case why not ask him to rebuild the burned houses in our turf?

It would do his company some good since they would come as a company trying to protect the citizens, increase their brand fame and we can always ask him to say that we were the ones that asked/convinced him to re-build those houses.

But it might be better to do it after we have broken this so called unbreakable gang.

>>1918428
It's a good idea. Maybe for free, maybe at a large discount. would give him some cred too.

>>1918197
>>1918214
>>1918215
>>1918218
>>1918222
>Alright, let's do it now.

You had hoped once you fell asleep, you'd wake up back in your room like none of this ever happened. It's about time you take your first step as a true adventurer, so you could start adventuring a way to get your ass back home.

"Alright, lets do it now."

You answer her as you slam your Gelt coins down on the table. You hope this quest is fruitful, you need more dosh soon.

"Head up to the 6th level of the building, that's where the living quarters end and the Guild-specific facilities begin."

The more you learn about this place, the more it's like a strange mystical corporate building.

"What this one for me Henrietta, I can't have her cheating on her diet."

"Sure Bieri-Kun"

She seems to have that slightly dreamy look back in her eye. Charlotte just pouts as you leave her behind like a child at daycare.

You begin the long climb up. The staircase i long and winding. Five more stories to go now.
__________________________________

The process was interesting for the first 10 minutes, having waited in a bit of a line to be serviced, and got old really fast. The first thing they did was make you do the signing. It freaked you out a little because you were required to sign with your own blood. Ugh...

Next they had you touch this weird crystal ball thing. They said that everybody's magical response was different. It is used to calibrate the little gem that goes into the ID card. Your's was very strange in comparison to everyone else's, but especially weak and kinda dark, going by their results. It took longer than the others too because of that. Who cares. Magic is for fags.

Finally, they made you wait to get the little card, it took quite a while. Finally taking it you are really surprised, thinking you were some kind of special snowflake with your stats.

>NAME: Billy "The Bat" Iwo
>CLASS TYPE: Undeclared
>- SUBTYPE:N/A
>HP: 100/100
>STATUS: Normal
>AGE: 16
>HOME: JAPAN
>HT: 6"2
>WT: 205lbs
>STR: ???
>END: ???
>CHA: ???
>DEX: ???
>INT: ???
>PER: ???
>WIS: ???
>RACE: Human
SUB RACE: JAPANESE/ ENGLISH/ IRISH/ GERMAN/ SCOTTISH/ DUTCH/ FRENCH/ WELSH/ GERMAN
LEVEL: 8

Damn, you've really slimmed down, ever since you became man of the house, you haven't been able to eat properly. Gonna have to keep your strength, maybe take some pages out of Charlotte's book. At least your still in excellent shape. Looking all over the little whit block there's even more stuff on the card, but it's not all filled out. The card people tell you that it takes some time to determine the physical stats, and that your not secretly some kind of demi-god of mystery. They do make fun of you for the massive "Race" column, to which you punch the clerk in the goddamn snozz before he could react. You don't need some dumb bastard to tell you you're a Happa Euromutt. Fucking rude. You just hope people will get your name right now that it's right here.

100G Well spent?

Time will tell.

Cont. (1/2)

>>1918449
I would try for him to do it for free. Since this would work as a advertisement to his company quality and their reputation with the common folk. Besides i bet some of the burned buildings were also small or family business people.

>SUB RACE: JAPANESE/ ENGLISH/ IRISH/ GERMAN/ SCOTTISH/ DUTCH/ FRENCH/ WELSH/GERMAN

So we are double times german? Also god dam Irish and scottish to? Geez bato you are scary.

>>1918475
Looking at the card makes you feel kind of dumb. Going by what was explained to you by Henrietta, you can tell which stats are higher by the order of arrangement on the stats column. You just hope your physical stats are just so much higher than your mental stats and your not a fucking retard. You notice that everything is white like Charlotte, but the gem is an off-white in a slightly different shade. It will take time to develop, no need to worry about it. Time to get moving.

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Getting back, Henrietta welcomes you back, Charlotte is sitting in a visitor chair, adjacent to the office, rubbing her gut, trying to quell her tummy's outrage about not having a single grain of processed sugar today. The little clock on the wall is telling you that your late on going to go see Mr. Morrcock. Shit, I hope Ojisan isn't mad or anything.

Now what?
>Ask about the Brotherhood and the quest about the gang activity, take the quest
>Time to get going, I'm running late
>Try to smooth over the incident last night, it seems to be okay, but you are kind of embarrassed still

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>Delinquent Traits Scores
>Clever: 27
>Manly: 33
>Code - Honesty: 22
>Fight'n Spirit: 27

>Trait Write In: -2

>>1918537
>>Time to get going, I'm running late

>>1918529
I dun goofed guys

>>1918537
>>Time to get going, I'm running late

>>1918537
>double time it over there, you can smooth things over later.

>>1918537
>show our id card and point out the proper way to say our damn name.

>>1918557
OH SHIT, we can do that!

Fuckin' hell, do This! Asap!

>>1918537
>Time to get going, I'm running late

Let's solve this murder quest then we go deal with this gang.

>>1918557
OMG the most well spent gils ever!!!

>>1918537
>>1918541
>>1918542
>>1918548
>Time to get going, I'm running late
>double time it over there, you can smooth things over later.

This has gone on long enough, It's time to get the fuck out of dodge and go meet old man Morrcock.

"I'll see you around, Henrietta."

"Bye Bye, Bieri-kun. Please be careful, the Morrcock Company Building is on the east side of town. It's a big black building with the name on it. The "Magnum Aes" have the bulk of their men set up their. Watch your back while downtown so you don't get mugged or scammed.

You show her the card very quickly, it's about time someone gets it right! She puts her hands over her mouth in shock.

"...Is that how it's supposed to be? This whole time?!?"

The card is already paying for itself.

Charlotte is confused, not having seen what you did. Well, time to get moving. Nodding to her, you both head out.

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You end up in the east side of town. It's actually quite posh and quaint, despite there supposedly being more gang activity from those brass dudes. Weird.

After some traveling, you end up in front of the big dark building that you were told about. Not hard to find.

The guard stops you and asks you to identify yourself and state your business.

>"My name is Billy the Bat, I'm here to see Lord Morrcock"
>Hand him your new ID. "I'm here to see Lord Morrcock"
>[Intimidate]
>Write in

>>1918645
>>Hand him your new ID. "I'm here to see Lord Morrcock"

>>1918645
>>[Intimidate]

>>1918645
>Hand him your new ID. "I'm here to see Lord Morrcock"

>>1918645
>>Hand him your new ID. "I'm here to see Lord Morrcock
God damn guys I can't wait to get some Gangs under our thumbs, I want to be a true banchou again!

>>1918672
Same anon, same. But first let's get this fucker who is trying to kill the women.

>>1918645
>of their men set up their.
For reference, the first use of their is correct, the second one isn't. Its there.
>Hand him your new ID. "I'm here to see Lord Morrcock"
Sweet, taking the time to do it is paying off already.

>>1918645
>>1918658
>>1918659
>>1918662
>>1918672
>>1918700
>Hand him your new ID. "I'm here to see Lord Morrcock"

Taking the card out of your pocket with a self-satisfied smile on your face, you hand it over to the guard. You notice this guard has the same armor and mace arms of the guys Morrcock had stationed at his house, and the guys at the Smithy the other day. There sure are a lot of these guys.

He takes some time to look over your card. He doesn't hand it back. Instead he eyes you suspiciously and says exactly what you don't want to hear.

"Are you trying to pull a fast one on me, pal? I was told to admit a "Bieri" not a "Billy". The boss doesn't know any Billy

...

Charlotte tilts her head at you.

FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF.........

>[Intimidate]
>[Code] Calm down and be earnest. It works well, usually.
>[Fightn Spirit] DO YOU WANT TO START A FUCKING FIGHT!?!
>Write In

>>1918735
>[Intimifate]
>Put your hand on his shoulder, and slowly squeeze harder and harder, and tell him "Try saying Billy 10 times fast, you know what it starts to sound like?"
>"Bieri"

>>1918735
>[Code] Calm down and be earnest. It works well, usually.
And proceed to kick him in the dick for getting the name wrong.

>>1918735
>>[Intimidate]
This fucking game with our name has been going on for far too long

>>1918735
>[Intimidate]
>[Code] Calm down and be earnest. It works well, usually.

We killed three guys WAY bigger and meaner then him.

>>1918735
>>1918742
Supporting

>>1918735
>>1918742
>>1918745
>>1918747
>>1918749
>[Intimidate]
>Put your hand on his shoulder, and slowly squeeze harder and harder, and tell him "Try saying Billy 10 times fast, you know what it starts to sound like?"
>"Bieri"

That is the last fucking straw, this motherfucker is going to learn your name or be destroyed.

You grab his shoulder and squeeze as hard as you can on his armored shoulder. It hurts your hand a bit, not that you care. The guard reaches for his weapon after you have a hold of him, but freezes as you speak. You can feel the muscles in your face warping your visage as you give your best Banchou face.

"Try saying Billy 10 times fast. You know what it starts to sound like?"

You move him closer to you before finishing your resolute statement.

"Bieri."


Roll to intimidate. Best of 7.

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>Delinquent Traits Scores
>Clever: 27 (+1)
>Manly: 33
>Code - Honesty: 20 (-2)
>Fight'n Spirit: 25 (-2)

>Trait Write In: -2

Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>1918788
It's time.

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Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>1918788

Rolled 21 (1d100)

>>1918788
LETS GO MOTHERFUCKER!

Rolled 10 (1d100)

>>1918788

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>1918788
Let's intimidate the shit out of him!

GOD DAMNIT SOMEONE BE BADASS!

Two more chances guize.

Rolled 42 (1d100)

>>1918788

>>1918820
>>1918818
I guess we used all of our good roles when we were trainning our little piglet.

>>1918830
good rolls*

>>1918818
Man, I wish there was a special rule for rolling two of the same number on a d100. That also has to be pretty rare, right?

Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>1918788

>>1918846
FUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCK YOOOOOOOOU DICE!
>>1918790
Lets hope this is good enough.

>>1918841
Well it is, I know one of the QM in one of the RWBY quests are a math nerd, we got dubs on each consecutive roll and we got a bonus for that. They were also additively higher for each one.

>>1918788
>>1918790
>>1918799
>>1918801
>>1918803
DC 60: Rolled 64 - Don't you know who the fuck I am?

This guy has a look of someone who has seen some shit, like a hardened criminal. These are the kind that don't break easily. Yet you are completely confident in yourself right now, and everybody is going to start calling you by your name. Even if these medieval dickheads think it's the stupidest thing ever. You will shove it down their throats if you have to.

Seeing the wild look in your eye makes him think twice about fucking with you right now.

"All right, All right, I get it. The stories about you are true, I guess."

Stories? looks like your getting popular. You follow the guard as he reluctantly leads you up to the building's main entrance.

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After a large flight of steps and a couple of checkpoints, you make it to the main office. It is a very posh room, ornate with all sorts of shit like expensive antiques and hunting trophies of sorts. There is a desk in the back and center of the room, and a large chair behind it. It's currently facing the wall-spanning window that overlooks most of Prontia, you can even see the taller Guild Hall from here.

"He's here, boss."

The man sitting in the big chair stands. It's not Ojisan, rather it is a fair man of noble birth and long blonde hair. He is dressed foppishly, with a really nice looking red jacket. His garb looks expensive and he moves with an aristocratic grace.

"I've been wanting to meet you for some time. Mr. Iwo. We've been anxious to get a chance to thank you for what you've done to the Order of the Silver Crown."

You were expecting the old man. Who the fuck is this guy?

>Who are you?
>"Your welcome". Let him keep talking
>Where's Lord Morrcock?
>Write in

>>1918910
Thank god, we just barely made it.
>Who are you?
>"Your welcome". Let him keep talking

>>1918910
>Who are you?
>"You're welcome." Let him keep talking

>>1918910
>>Where's Lord Morrcock?

>>1918910
>"Your welcome". Let him keep talking


let him talk rich people like to talk don't they?

>>1918910
Thank god jesus christ.
>Write in
>"Eeeeh? I came here on the request of Ojisan to meet him, not you, so where is he?"
We aren't wastin' time with this guy

Oh 'fer cryin' out loud, it's the son. Apparently, despite their differences, they both hate the Order of The Silver Crown.

>>1918910
> Let him keep talking.

>>1918871
Did some quick and dirty half remembered math, got something like a .0021 chance of getting two of the same number on a d100. Probably terribly wrong though.

>>1919031
Over 7 rolls, that is

>>1918910
>>1918919
>>1918923
>>1918924
>>1918925
>>1918926
>>1918963
>>1919031
>>1919056
> Let him keep talking.

"You're Welcome"

Man, fuck that Blackwell Guy. The sharp dressed man walks over to address you in a more cordial manner, shooing the guard out of the way as he approaches.

"You see the order has constantly been sticking their noses in my families affairs for generations, always causing us much ire. Now that you've caused them to withdraw, the Morrcock family business has been thriving."

Thier business is construction, isn't it? How do the Silver Faggots affect them? The knights are peacekeepers.

"I would like to personally thank you for single-handedly getting them off of our backs. in a way which we have struggled for a long time. In fact, I wanted to extend my hand to you in an agreement of service as well. If you would be so kind, I would like you to work for me."

Charlotte is a little confused at what's going on. you can't tell if she doesn't understand, or if she's considering everything the man said.

The way this guy talks is turning gears in your head as well, It doesn't add up.

>What are you going to give me?
>What does the job entail?
>How have the Silver crown been a nuisance to you?
>Write in

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>>1919031
I am considering it as a bonus or something for the future, it is a very rare chance

>>1919031
So a .2% chance?

>>1919117
>How have the Silver Crown been a nuisance to you?
>What does the job entail?

>>1919117
>How have the Silver crown been a nuisance to you?
>Write in
Actually, nevermind, don't actually care. I just want to find that serial killer that sent some flesh constructs at my friends and your sister last night. Speaking of, she wanted to reward me, do you know where she is...oh, and your father too. I needed to speak to him first.

>>1919135
Backing this.
>>1919120
Yeah. 1-(1*1*(99/100)^7)-(7*(1/100)-(99/100)^6), if I screwed up somewhere, that'd suck.

>>1919153
Pretty much this.

I feel this guy is into a power play vs his family as well as these silver crown bozo's. Rather not get involved, it smells of disposable assets.

>>1919160
>>1919159
Ah, yeah, crap, that's a pretty good point.

I still think it'd be nice to know though.

>>1919159
1-(1*1*(99/100)^7)-(7*(1/100)*(99/100)^6)

Shit, typed it wrong.

>>1919172
I mean,

He didnt even spare a group of guards to protect his old man and sister, even if he thought they were just being paranoid.

That sounds like someone whos a use and abuse type to me. Leastways until he proves otherwise.

>>1919172
Then we ask the old man, he would probably know, if only a rough idea on it, plus he actually likes us. This new guy is an unknown, and a pompous asshole, one of which that probably doesn't like the Order like we do, and more of a, I am a serial villain playing nice guy, let me be nice to you for a favor.
>>1919206
This

>>1919153
Changing my vote to this.

>>1919234
>>1919153
Oh and really drive the point home how, "grateful" his sister is to us, and how much she wants to reward our heroic efforts. Then when she shows up and he asks her, she will probably shove our arm in her tits or something and agree.

>>1919117
Supporting >>1919153
Man he might be the ojisan son but he has none of the old man's charisma.

>>1919234
Yeah, asking the old man sounds good.

I really shouldn't be typing half asleep.

>let him keep talking

>>1919117
>>1919120
>>1919135
>>1919153
>>1919159
>>1919160
>>1919172
>>1919206
>>1919234

>How have the Silver Crown been a nuisance to you?
>Actually, nevermind, don't actually care. I just want to find that serial killer that sent some flesh constructs at my friends and your sister last night. Speaking of, she wanted to reward me, do you know where she is...oh, and your father too. I needed to speak to him first.

This must be the old man's son. He must be in the know.

"How have the Silver Crown been a nuisance to you?"

This is clearly not the greatest subject for him. You see his eyes narrow as the young man gets an angered look upon his face

"Long before the Silver Crown came to Prontia, my family had complete control of this city and our associates protected the common man. Life was of excellent quality. We had control of this city and kept the populous safe from the dangers outside. Even the Brotherhood was under our heel, despite being especially slippery. That was until Prontia was assailed by a terrible dragon. A black dragon. The city was almost destroyed by such a fearsome creature. The town guard, our men, and the adventurers of the guild hall. None were able to quench it's thirst for destruction. According to the legend, it was an ancestor of the House Blackwell that repelled it, but not without the assistance of my family and everyone else's cooperation, of course. So the stories go anyways, it was beyond my time, decades ago."

He regains his composure and speaks in a more controlled way, fixing himself.

"The Silver Crown are nothing but a bunch of self-righteous bigots. The Order has grown and proceeded to take the business of protecting the people from my family away from us, and often meddle in our affairs, after being deputized by the Prontian goverment to police the streets. The way they ran the demi-human population that was staying here underground was despicable, not that I can say I was a huge fan of them. They could be somewhat...unpleasant to see roaming around in the middle of the night. Nonetheless, positively dreadful. The don't deserve such an honor as being the city's protectors. They are bad for business."

Charlotte turns to you hastily, mouth open, as if she wants to say something, but then decides to keep listening. You're more concerned with the task at hand...getting to the bottom of this kidnapping case and bringing that sick freak to justice.

"Actually, nevermind, don't actually care. I just want to find that serial killer that sent some flesh constructs at my friends and your sister last night. Speaking of, she wanted to reward me, do you know where she is...oh, and your father too. I needed to speak to him first."

He has a strange look on his face, like he was upset about being disrespected like that, but catches himself and chooses to ignore it.

Cont. (1/2)

>>1919448
So not quite a dick, but will still exploit people if he can make a profit. I can respect an honest money grubbing scumbag.

>>1919448
So he's just a jew.
>>1919478
At least he showed some restrain more even so that the guard or the silver crown fellow did.

>>1919511
I could only understand half of that sentence, do you not know English, or did you watch to much old school Star Wars and have a thing for Yoda? But yeah, he's a jew. Fucker.

>>1919448
"I am...grateful for what you did for my family. However, I want no business with that... that thing my father brought in. It is absolutely diabolical in its construction, and if I were you, I wouldn't delve any deeper into whomever, or whatever created it. My father had left some time ago to have the creature checked out by one of our best associates. The best mortician in Prontia, to be exact."

How cowardly. His father must be disappointed. If you hadn't been late, you probably could have gone with him and most likely the sister too, Fuckin A.

Morrcock Junior takes out a fancy pocketwatch and checks it for the time.

"Mr. Iwo, I'm afraid, I'm running out of time, as I am a busy man. I would like to discuss the nature of the job I wish for you to accept from me, but perhaps at a later time. I simply need your admission first and to give you a little gift for your trouble with the Silver Crown. I heard they had charged you and are having you stand trial. Been there myself and by Prontus is it dreadful."

Should you really help this guy? You don't really like the cut of his gib, but he does seem to know a lot. And money is good for your pocket right now.

"Seeing as you're a painfully unaware foreigner, it would be charitable of me to take another question from you before we continue with discussing the job I have for you a little more. I simply need you to accept this job first"

You hate to admit it, but he's right about you not knowing shit. Goddamn, there is a lot going on right now in this crazy ass city. You don't even know where to start!

>Tell me more about the Brotherhood
>Tell me about the Demi-Human Population
>Do you know of the plague?
>What about the Magnum Aes?
>Captain Blackwell?
>Write In

>>1919448
>>"Long before the Silver Crown came to Prontia, my family had complete control of this city and our associates protected the common man. Life was of excellent quality. We had control of this city and kept the populous safe from the dangers outside.
>>"Construction" business"

OH
Theyre Yakuza/Mafia. this all makes sense now.

>>1919597
>Write in
"Never accept a deal without knowing the terms. C'mon, Lottie, let's get outta here. Maybe we can find Ojisan and apologize for missing him."

>>1919597
>What about the Magnum Aes?
Might as well break the mobs fingers while we are hunting for the mad scientist/Jack the Ripper fucker.

>>1919511
>Tell me more about the Brotherhood

>>1919597
>Tell me more about the Brotherhood

>>1919617
>>1919597
This too>>1919616
Oh, and tell him even if he doesn't tell us, the old man probably will, so he can either save us some time and patience for the idea and say it now, or we might just ignore his requests entirely in the future.

>>1919597
>Tell me more about the Brotherhood
>Tell me about the Demi-Human Population
>>Other
Im sure Billy can get wise to the whole crime family vibe going on here, He lived in japan,even the whole fancy office building cover is the same.

>>1919597
>>1919604
>>1919616
>>1919617
>>1919632
>>1919638
>>1919640
>>1919642
>Tell me more about the Brotherhood

"Ahh, I certainly will..."

Huh. It really seems like he liked that question.

"...I was hoping you'd ask that, you see. They are the first order of business. You see, the job concerns them. According to my sources, they have nearly gained control of the west side of town, apparently. There has been quite a bit of fighting between the Prontian Guard and that gang recently. They have been slowly claiming more turf as their own and it is concerning to our fair citizens on the east side of town. And everyone else for that matter. I've heard they have a new leader, who is unpredictably vicious in executing their plans, striking without warning constantly."

You've seen the damage they can do firsthand. You have to agree.

"That bring us to the job, as it involves them. Please. Mr. Iwo, I would greatly appreciate your assistance in getting rid of a mutual foe."

He extends his hand out to you. You can't help but feel this guy is a part of something much bigger around here.

>Deal
>No Deal, I don't have time.
>I'll think about it
>Write In

>>1919724
>I'll think about it
Like you said, im a ignorant foreigner. Gonna have to educate myself first before I promise anything.

>>1919724
>I'll think about it

>>1919743
Support

>>1919724
>I'll think about it

>Write In: You look like a smart man so i don't need to tell you this but. The murderer is colecting organs of their victims. And those things were all stiched together. Now i faced three of those things and think of it. These murderers look more like a harvest. Someone is collecting organs for something and if he build or created those things more might come out. The gangs are a problem i admit but you must agree what would you rather to get rid of first? I will help you this isn't me refusing your offer it's me saying i will do it but now this thing is killing women and i believe your father told you what three of those things did to his security. Now imagine if there more of those? This is something that it can get ugly very fast

>>1919775
This but offered more coherently, and this>>1919743
No reason to really refuse yet, but there is more obviously evil and sadistic shit that needs to be addressed right the fuck now.

>>1919724
>I'll think about it

This man is straight Yakuza. I don't like it at all.

>>1919724
I'd planned on lookin' into those aholes myself anyway. So okay, but I'm doing it on my terms. I ain't under anyone's payroll, okay?

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>>1919838
>not liking yakuza

>>1919880
He's the kind of Yakuza that happened while Kiryu was out of the scene. The kind he beats the shit out of.

>>1919724
>Clever +1
>I'll think about it
>Like you said, I'm a ignorant foreigner. Gonna have to educate myself first before I promise anything.

You smile extending your hand to get him excited, and then tear your hand away quickly, fixing your beloved haircut for a quick second, smiling smugly.

"I'll think about it. After all, I am an ignorant foreigner, as you said. Gonna have to educate myself first before I promise anything."

Him calling you a Baka Gaijin pisses you off so you give him a real smart answer. He's clearly a little miffed about it, but he's the one offering. He needs you, not the other way around.

"Well. I see. I will be around in the evening is you would like to actually accept the money I am trying to throw your way. I swear I n-

You were going to wait till he finished to bring up the brutal murders and organ harvesting, but then the door behind you opens. It's Ojisan, and Monica, his daughter.

"Father."

"James"

You could feel the tension already.

"If your going to do this foolish investigation, then please do it in your office, father, and not mine."

"I will happily do so, James"

James proceeds to hastily huff his way out, two guards peeling off and following him. Before he leaves he has one more thing to say.

"Mr. Iwo, please come back later. I haven't forgotten to pay you as I said I would. The Morrcock family is well known for paying what is owed. It would be wrong of me to not keep my word."

And with that, he leaves. Lord Morrcock Senior seems to soften up. He begins to start conversation.

"Don't mind him, his work has gotten to him. He's...stressed out and concerned with keeping our business alive."

"Now that's an understatement."

The daughter adds her two cents in before you get to more pressing concerns.

"Now then son. I'm glad you could make it. I was hoping you could see the medical examination of the body. It was...quite interesting. Come to my office so we could discuss it further."

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The office you end up in is much smaller than the one you were in upstairs. Charlotte has forced herself and into your lap as you sit across from Lord Morrcock and his daughter, who stands next to him. You can feel her eyes all over you as you listen to Lord Morrcock's news about the dissection.

"The family doctor had just taken a look at the body, or what was left of it anyways. He was as ecstatic as he was frightened about his findings, to be frank. He said that the body was in almost every respect - dead. It had already suffered decapitation. The head was pretty much useless he said. just for show. The body had been essentially torn apart and then put back together again, seamlessly, and with all sorts of, enhancements..."

"What kind?"

You inquire about the monster. What exactly was that thing? I guess the fact that it was "dead" was a good explanation of why it wouldn't fucking die when you killed it.

Cont. (1/2)

>>1919880
What >>1919932 said. I'd love for us to become a noble Yakuza, but this guy's just the 'fuck everyone get money' Yakuza, despite what he might claim.

>>1919987
"He said there was all sorts of things done to the muscles to make them hypertrophy to an extreme level, as well as the rest of the body. The contraption around it's neck apparently was an very complex contraption that held the thing together. The craziest part of what he said was about their age. All signs pointed to the fact that the flesh was of a youth. Absolutely unthinkable. How could such a thing be possible? How could someone get a way with something like that?"

[Clever]
You think about everything he just said. It's not exactly helpful, but the fact that children were used is sickening. The most likely thing that happened makes you feel worse. It was probably orphans. There's no way there would be 3 children missing with out a quest being posted at the Guild Hall by concerned guardians, despite being more mundane. Your gut says that they were orphans. Kimo!

There is definitely something sinister at work here. Whoever did this had some kind of unholy knowledge of the human body and probably strong magic. An evil healer? A necromancer maybe?

Charlotte shivers in your lap at the news, probably because she's at least looks like a young child, and without you, there's nobody to take care of her like those boys if the villain that did this to them actually tried to prey on her.

"I'm not sure what to make of it son. It just makes so little sense. Other than this I have nothing else. It was on the monster that fell apart."

He puts a picture down. It's Henrietta. This one is noticeably less detailed than the others you found on the other children. Whomever did the sketch was pressed for time.

"They couldn't trace the magic that animated the thing?"

Mr. Morrcock shakes his head.

"My doctor said that the appearance of these monsters might as well be an act of god, for there is no mortal he could ever believe would have the knowledge to accomplish such a complex procedure."

Damn it! this is going to be difficult.

>Are there any other surgeons or medical examiners. maybe I should meet with yours?
>Is there a butchers shop in town? Who else could get away with organ harvesting like that?
>Is there some kind of place for artists? The drawings were very well done
>Is there an orphanage around maybe? maybe a place where street urchins gather?
>Write In

>>1920182
>Is there some kind of place for artists?
I doubt we'd get any more information from a different surgeon, and the other two seem unlikely to be linked to the culprit themselves.

>>1920182
>All of the above
Also by looking at the paper and ink can we tell if it's some high quality stuff? Could we ask the guys here if they can name a brand?

>>1920182
Well, shit. Hmm...
>Is there some kind of place for artists? The drawings were very well done
>Is there an orphanage around maybe? maybe a place where street urchins gather?
orphans would probably be the best bet, followed by artists. Maybe even try to track down where the paper and ink/color itself came from. If it's some kind of special parchment or drawing implement or something it could help track them down, information we might get from an artist or shop owner. Maybe even tubby, given her class.

I feel going to an artist might take us straight to the culprit though.

>>1920182

>Is there some kind of place for artists? The drawings were very well done
>Is there an orphanage around maybe? maybe a place where street urchins gather?

>>1920211
I guess a artist would be able to tell us that.

>>1920182
>Is there some kind of place for artists? The drawings were very well done

First women and now children. Okay this fucker is going down.

>>1920182
Wasn't the collar made of metal? Ask the blacksmith. Also... Given the trade restrictions on the blacksmith, maybe ask the weapons shop owner too.

>>1920244
Those guys were pretty strong, so they had to have weapons that weren't cheaply made, at the very least.

>>1920182
>>1920210
>>1920211
>>1920217
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>>1920253
It's time to ask some questions.

>"Is there some kind of place for artists? The drawings were very well done

"There is a curio in town where artists submit their works for viewing. It's not far from the church of Prontus. I go there from time to time myself. It's a gathering place for the high class."

>"How about an orphanage around maybe? maybe a place where street urchins gather?"

"Oh, there are street urchins all over Prontia, you just need to look around. They usually pool around the center of the city, in the back alleys. As for an orphanage, there is one nearby to where my doctor lives here on the east side."

>Also by looking at the paper and ink can we tell if it's some high quality stuff? Is there someone who can identify it?

Charlotte perks up at the question and speaks before anyone else can get a word in.

"Oo Oo. I can do that!"

She takes the parchment that the sketch is on and stares at it hard every which way. Then she sniffs it a bunch of times. Finally, she tries to smudge it, first with just her finger, then with some saliva. It doesn't run.

"This brand is called "Sarrachel". You can find some in the Parcel store not far from the Guild Hall. It's high quality ink used for writing important documents."

...Not bad. Your chubby little friend might be on to something.

Hmmm....You aren't sure if there is any other relevant information to be had. You feel confident whoever is doing this does so from around the center of town, or around here on the east side.

"You have any ideas son? I hope I was able to give you enough information to work with. The body is still at my doctor's place at the moment if you want to look yourself. He'll probably get rid of it latter today."

It sounds like you have to do some more snooping around. Where should I go first?

>To Ojisan's doctor's area, I can check there or go to the orphanage.
>To the Art Curio. Maybe I can find someone.that looks culpable there
>The Parcel shop, I can ask the owner about the ink and maybe get a customer's identity
>I'm going to look for some street urchins, they might know something, they stick together usually
>Write in