>>1933577
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.

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I'm ready! Sorry I'm late. Ready to continue the delinquent shenanigans in another world.

>>1933577
>Just calm down and try to open it again

>>1933577
Hmmm.... popping it open might break it, beating it up will definitely break it...

Try to calmly open it. Hopefully the message didn't auto-erase itself or replace itself with a different message or something. Try seeing if you can get to the proper authorities and the guild, see if they have anyone that can get the message from thr box if this doesn't work.

>>1933598
Support

>>1933605
Also, plop:

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Billy%20Bat%20Iwo

>>1933577
>>1933597
>Write In: This is stupid but this shit is magic right? Try to ask it to play it again?

>>1933577
>>1933598
>>1933605
>>1933607
>>1933622
>Just calm down and try to open it again

Alright, maybe all I have to do is calm the fuck down open it again?

You open the top again, and are greeted by the same mechanical voice, and then the voice of "The Sextant" before clicking the switch off and closing it. It's fine, the damn thing just turns off on it's own after a certain amount of time. You hate to admit it, but this is quite the clever device. You continue to approach as Prontia grows larger in the distance and the entrance

Charlotte is waiting patiently for you to figure things out. She wiggles her hips back and forth in anticipation slightly. You imagine her tail would be wagging if it was visible.

Now that you've cleared up how to operate this thing, who should you actually show it to first?

>The Prontian Government
>The Prontian Adventurer's Guild
>The Morrcocks
>Write In

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Now I'm officially back guys, let's do this

>>1933809
Adventurers guild.

Sure, they're sitting around doing fuck all, but they're still adventurers. And maybe virgin-kuns already organized em. Going to the government would be a shitshow. Going to the morrocks... that's another idea. Either or, really.

>>1933809
>The Prontian Adventurer's Guild
Its our job, the government is incompetent, the other side is the literal Mafia. After the guild gets the info send it off to both sides by way of just play this shit in the town square.

>>1933809
>The Prontian Adventurer's Guild

>>1933809
>The Morrcocks
Because I feel like they are more competent and organized than a bunch of dudes who run around doing quests for the thrills.

>>1933809
>>The Prontian Adventurer's Guild

>>1933809
>The Morrcocks

Doing more because i don't want ojisan to die because of a disease.

Beside Virgin-kun went to talk with the adventuress. He can get to warn the guard.

>>1933809
>>The Prontian Adventurer's Guild

>>1933926
This. We're part of the family now, we can't let anything happen to ojisan. Also maybe with his influence people could be made more tolerant toward demihumans?

>>1933809
>>1933820
>>1933839
>>1933843
>>1933871
>>1933875
>>1933926
>>1933962
>>1933977
>Prontian Guild Hall

You enter Prontia's main gate. It's time the people knew the truth! As you walk through to Prontia guild hall, you notice Virgin-Kun brush past you as he makes his way to the tavern. There is pain and anger in his eyes as he doesn't even acknowledge you. This isn't a good sign.

You bring your box of wonders into the Prontian Guild Hall, stat. Henrietta is still not at her desk. A little worried about your clerk friend after hearing about all of that awful shit, you quickly chat with the middle-aged woman at the desk. She doesn't mind the small talk at all.

"Oh, she's fine, she's just off. Probably asleep by now. You know, that plague that's been reported as a quest has been refined to the southwest, if your concerned about that."

Putting your box down, you explain everything that just happened. About the plague, the conspiracy, the threat of attack from inside the city. The older lady takes it surprisingly well, but has a solemn look in her eye.

"I hate to have to say this again, but the ones you want to talk to about this would be the Prontian Government or the Knights of The Silver Crown. The Guild Halls all have autonomy from their places of residence. At best the Guilds are an organisation of like minded individuals who want to explore and protect the realm. At worst, they're a bunch of glory hogs who are fickle about what they do with themselves. Most of our strongest adventurers that would feel confident to do this sort of thing are out on their own in the more dangerous parts of the world unfortunately. I can't say I'm not worried about this news though. Unfortunately the best I can do for you is what I offered the other young man just a few minutes ago, to have you fill out another quest form about it, or you could take the quest yourself. Remember, we are not responsible for what happens to you."

You have trouble even responding to that answer with how stupid that is. How can an organization meant to protect people not be willing to throw down to defend their turf? They really are just a bunch of glorified mercenaries! Disgusting.

You are baffled by the level of indifference of this place, to think that you've pretty much joined them. It leaves you in a very uncomfortable disposition: Pretty pissed off.

What should I do now? These guys are fucking useless.
>Talk to the Government
>Fuck this. I'll just do it myself
>Talk to the Morrcocks
>Write In

>>1933996
>Talk to the Government
Might as well give it a try, maybe send charlotte to tell ojisan the bad news.

>>1933996
This>>1934008

>>1933996
>Go grab Virgin-kun and tell him we're gonna fix this
>Talk to the Morrcocks
It's Ojisan time, also we're a delinquent so we probably don't like government and we most definitely don't like their affiliates the Silver Crown.

>>1933996
Actually, I just had a thought, the Silvercrown guy was put on a hit list. Why don't we just go tell them next?
>Break into/knock harshly on the Silvercrown HQ and show them the evidence.

>>1933996

Supporting: >>1934020

>>1934020
>>1933996
This for sure. Virgin-kun surely has some sort of status and as a key witness his testimony is important.

>>1934026
Silver crown won't accept us we beated his precious seargent and yada yada.

Do you really think that a family/organization that was led by a clone of that stuck up girl from our world would do something without needing some paper work?

Heck those are the same guys that stopped helping the city just because a forinner, not even a citizen got agressive.

>>1934052
That's why I said knock harshly, as in, smack them upside the head if they don't get off their collective worthless asses, because the mob is doing a better job than them.

>>1934057
Waste of time. Would be better to warm ojisan THEN going to the governament. Maybe ojisan has some contacts in it that can help us make this info reach the right ears.

>>1934063
That's fair.

>>1934063
Actually this seems like a good idea

>>1933996
>>1934008
>>1934018
>>1934020
>>1934026
>>1934050
>>1934052
>>1934057
>>1934063
>>1934068
>>1934072
>Go grab Virgin-kun and tell him we're gonna fix this
>Talk to the Morrcocks

It's about time I went to people who I can rely on to give me some kind of help.

Storming off at the lack of decency of the Guild Hall. You take Charlotte with you to the only people who seem to be competent enough to listen and help you. The former head of the Big Brass crime syndicate, Lord James Morrcock Senior.

On the way you are quick to grab Virgin-Kun, just as he was about to turn that corner into the Broken Axle. After a good measure of yelling, you convince him to come with you, pulling him by the scruff of his neck. You aren't about to let this loser go and do his own thing, he's a valuable witness right now.

Charlotte is yawning, struggling to stay awake.
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It's pretty late, but you figure that this is too important to wait till tomorrow right now, you want to make sure Ojisan is okay. Knocking on the door takes a while before someone actually answers the door. Virgin-Kun is nervous about disturbing someone of such high status. You were expecting a servant to answer the door, but it was far from it.

"Who in the hell- Oh is that you Bieri! I wasn't expecting you at such a late our, but if you were interested in going to the bar or somethi-"

"I need to speak with your father, this is really serious. We are all in danger."

She takes a second to pout a little, but seems to grasp the severity of the situation from your ever-earnest face.

"I would, but he's sleeping for the first time in I don't know how long. I will definitely let him know you came for him, but as serious as this sounds, maybe you could come by early tomorrow. We wouldn't be able to do that much depending on the resources we need anyways unless my brother is on board. You understand, right?"

Virgin-Kun acts like himself again

"I..I'll help out too, but I agree with her, we should get some rest"

While you feel this is incredibly urgent, she has a point. It is fucking late. Whatever government building they have here is probably closed anyways if you were even considering going there, not that they'd be happy to hear you out anyways considering what you did to their golden boy Blackwell. Damn, if only I had known sooner.

>She is right I really should get some rest too I'll be here in the morning
>I want to check the west side out myself, that's were the outbreak has started
>Write in

>>1934115
>She is right I really should get some rest too I'll be here in the morning

I would rather go because we are worst when we are sleeping but it would be better if we drop our party members there. Also we should lick the door to our room and chain ourselfs or something.

Don't want to wake up and sunddely be beating virgin-kun ass.

>>1934124
>>1934115
Oh shit. Add to leave her a warning to not drink any water. She can drink distilated stuff but there is something in the water supply.

>>1934127
>>1934124
Seconding, warn that the water is poisoned, boiling it might not help either.

>>1934141
Pressure boiling it might work.
The agent was called "living".
So, stick water in a strong air tight container and heat it above 100 degrees should cause what ever is inside to die.

Even extreamophiles on earth only go up to the high 80's.


Hell, evaporating and recollecting the water should work too.

>>1934218
Anon this is a worlld with magic. Maybe because this virus/bacteria was cooked to work against magic our world ways might help prevent it.

But for now avoid it would be the best course of action.

>>1934232
But people still need water, and apparently theyve been drinking it up till this point, so this might be the safest way to attempt it.

>>1934115
>>1934124
>>1934127
>>1934141

You warn Monica about the water, explaining that it had been poisoned with a kind of plague. You tell her to try boiling it, considering it was alive and all. She is grateful, but also worried by the idea someone would be crazed enough to try to decimate the population like that.

You all plan to meet back here when the time comes. You will have to plan on how to tackle a viral weapon like the one that has been described. You need to make sure you don't catch it yourself.

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You take your spot back on the floor. Charlotte still sulks a little you don't want to share the bed with her. Fuck that shit. To make sure you don't jump out the window screaming again tonight, you tie yourself up with the chain from your weapon. Time to get some rest.

Roll to sleep.

>>1934232
Anon i know, but considering most people in this world would resort to magic as a cure means, maybe mundane has an actual chance to work.

Not trying it is as dumb as trying it, so try it.

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>1934239
>
FUCK

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>1934239

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>1934239
HAHA TIME FOR SHENANIGANS!

>>1934253
>>1934247
>>1934243
Stress makes us sleep better, it seems

>>1934256
Or we have being running around so much that when we finaly stop our bodu simply shut's down. We did get tired after punching mr. clocksycho

>>1934241
>Not trying it is as dumb as trying it, so try it.

When you are right you are right anon.

>>1934239
>>1934241
>>1934243
>>1934247
>>1934253
>>1934256
>Rolled 84: Unexpected encounter

"This is quite the date you've taken me on, darling."

"Shara?"

Slurring ineptly, you awaken to the voice of your mysterious, promiscuous, brown lady friend. Shara. You are currently at the bar of the Broken Axle. From what you can see it is completely empty, except for you, the barman, and Shara. You are head down, feeling rather disoriented. You can make out the form of Shara, who is sitting next to you. She's gone through yet another costume change, this one seems more honest to her character than the last two. Her hair is pulled back and tied into a ponytail, and she wears a worn mish-mash of an outfit. It is somewhat in tatters, and exposes her midriff, with a pair of shorts to complete the look. She looks like some kind of goddamn raider or something. Strangely enough, it is the least feminine ensemble she has worn. She even has a silly pair of goggles resting on her head. This is the real Shara, you think. Noticing you ogling her as you continue to lay your head down pathetically on the bar counter, she pitches you an offer.

"Would you like another beer, my dear? I'm paying"

She give you a friendly wink as she says this.

...Another what? I'm a minor, I don't drink. That's what you wanted to say, but the words don't come out as you contemplate her coy little rhyme.

She downs her own beer, the whole mug in one go, before turning to you. It seems she is prompting you to speak.

>What is going on?
>Am I drunk?
>What's with that outfit?
>Write In

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Sorry boys, got caught up with something, I'm DEFINITELY back for the night now.

>>1934414
We managed to get to the bar on a 84.
What would have happened with anything less I wonder?

>>1934414
>write in
Assuming we're in a drunk/sleepy stupor try to talk about the danger the city is in.

>>1934414
>>Write In
What events lead to this?

>>1934421
I probably shouldn't explain it, but it's based off of variance away from 50 on what kind of extreme occurs.

>>1934414
Oh, It's may or may not be one of the 12.
>>1934426
>>1934428
Either or both of these.

>>1934237
Up until now it may have been below the infection point. There actually is a certain number of virions (virus particles) required in a certain concentration to actually gain a foothold to infect a human body. Our immune systems are brutal motherfuckers but they take between 3-7 days to ramp up to full MotherFucker level. So if there are not enough virus particles in the initial infection the immune response can hit before the virus has a chance to do damage and it will actually provide a mild immunity to reinfection.

The real kicker is when the virus is a double bastard and actually initiates a stronger immune response than is necessary due to its markers architecture and results in the immune system doing more damage than the virus could have.

If we can keep the water RELATIVELY clean, we have a good chance, that is if it works like a straight up non-magical virus. And since only 28 have been confirmed to be victims of the virus in an entire city worth of tainted water. I have a feeling Sextant had no idea about this or expected those 28 ground zero patients to continue to pollute the water or spread the infection through normal vectors.

What we should really do besides issue a boil order on all water is quarantine those that appear to be sick in a way that cannot be healed by magic. Because if only 28 have contracted the illness in the entire city of what I Assume to be hundreds or even thousands, it looks like either he left basically virus boullion cubes at certain points, or he massively underestimated how much of the virus is necessary to give the water a high infection rate, or he intended the infected townspeople to act as unknowing vectors.

Basically we could stamp this shit down by having the healers of the city go door to door and look for a disease they cannot cure and then quarantine the patient and the healer too since they made contact with the infected, and force a boil order on the town, or have the water be supplied by magical means.

No telling how long the virus can lay dormant though, most can only survive a short time outside of a host but some can go decades without one.

We need to find someone of the Virologist Class.

>>1934428
>>1934426
Basically yeah have her explain what happened and then go on about the dangers facing the city.

If she really is the Djinn maybe she will think we are so out of it that she gives herself away!

>>1934449
Inb4 we've concocted this genius reply, only to mumble out "hurr yer a wizard harry" thanks to drunkenness.

>>1934414
>What's with that outfit?
>Write in: "Guess you already know about the water poisoning uh?"

>>1934414
>>1934421
>>1934426
>>1934428
>>1934435
>>1934449
>>1934464
>>1934478
>What events led to this?
>Assuming we're in a drunk/sleepy stupor try to talk about the danger the city is in.
>Write in: "Guess you already know about the water poisoning uh?"
>What's with that outfit?


You try to talk, but it's very difficult considering your face down into the counter trying to talk while your disheveled semi-long hair is in your face. Good god, what did I do to myself? Shara acknowledges this and moves you until your back is propped up against the bar and your head lols to the side of you, enough to speak sloppily at least. She doesn't seem to mind your state of sloven drunkeness as she waits for you to try to talk. You would be thankful if you didn't feel like you were casually violated somehow.

"What events led to this?"

"Well..."

She looks away to recollect her memory of what had happened.

"I found you face down in the dirt on the west side of town while I was passing by. I ended up hauling you all the way back here. I needed a break from dragging you here. Then you woke up and challenged me to a drinking contest. I thought you had already stared drinking tonight, but then I finally realized you were actually asleep! I've never seen someone do that before. It was entertaining. Don't worry about money, I'll foot the bill sweetie."

She winks at you as she says this. Looking over the shoulder, there are an ass-load of beer mugs all about the bar counter. Shit man, this is a new low for me, as far as my sleepwalking anyways. She notices that your hair is sticking to your face and gently pushes it back and out of your mouth.

You attempt to talk about the many dangers you've been informed about. Especially the looming threat of infection hanging over everyone's heads.

>Cont.

>>1934432
Got it boss. Don't worry too much, it's not like we can see the results beforehand.

We're going to start shackling ourselves when we sleep, holy crap

>>1934580
We literally already did.

>>1934523
"...But I guess you already knew about the water poisoning, huh?"

She turns to her empty drink and hesitates a little before answering the question.

"Yeah, there are a good amount of people getting sick. I wonder if it has anything to do with the Demi-Humans living underground. One of their gangs has been really bothersome, not to mention the Brotherhood presence."

She seems to know about the situation over there. Maybe if you could form words well enough, you could get her to elaborate a bit more.

"What's with that oufit?"

"Ehh? What about my oufit?"

She pretends to be upset with you for a second, getting a bit of worry out of you, before breaking down into an odd laugh.

"Kihihihihihi~"

She gives you a slightly perplexed look before answering your question with a strange chuckle. Her laugh has a strange sound and cadence to it, sounding like a hoarse snigger, as if someone was shaking a bottle of sand. It's cute in a weird was

"Out of all the things you saw me in, this is the one you actually said something about? You have a strange taste in women, Billy."

You can feel the effects of the alcohol and your own state of being half-asleep start to take hold. If you want to ask her something important, you'd best ask it now. You might have two more questions left in you.

>Is there anything else you can tell me about the virus?
>What about the brotherhood?
>Yaranaika?
>Write In

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Trust me, this is about as lewd as I get boys. I'd ruin the story otherwise

>>1934523
No fucking way we become a Oni when we are asleep? Or at least we are possessed by one.

>>1934683
>Yaranaika?
>Is there anything else you can tell me about the virus?

>>1934683
>Yaranaika?

>>1934761
One way to find out; devour more alchohol!

>>1934683
>>Is there anything else you can tell me about the virus?
>>Yaranaika?

>>1934683
>>1934761
>>1934768
>>1934772
>>1934780
>>1934784
>Is there anything else you can tell me about the virus?
>Yaranaika?

"Is there anything else you know about the virus?"

"Hmmm....Well, the Demi-Humans underground who are infected seem to have an aversion to fire."

That...might end up pretty being pretty helpful. To think, those poor Demi-Humans are being afflicted by the virus like this. looks like you'll have to have Charlotte stock up on flammables.

Ugh. Your head feels fuzzy, and you are feeling the effects of intoxication. Shara has been very ginger in handling you, and it makes you feel kind of funny. You are starting to see her in a whole different light due to the vast amount of alcohol you consumed. Her fairly toned body, her dark complexion, her very easygoing demeanor all are quite quaint. You end up blurting out a word as you lick her with your gaze.

"Yaranaika?"

"Hmmm...?"

Uh oh, she was paying attention. Your honesty will prove to be your downfall in this situation.

"What does that mean, darling?"

Shit.

"It means, Shall we do it?"

Shara looks you over for a long time and creates a silence between the two of you. You feel pretty embarrassed, for saying something so inappropriate.

"Yeah, alright sure."

What, just like that?

"I don't mind if it's you. Your interesting. I like you."

You can't do anything to resist or object as she drags your sorry drunken-ass upstairs and have you at her mercy.

The rest of the night is a bit of a blur, but a memorable one. You end up not sleeping at all, unable to get off of Shara's wild ride, and she does almost all of the work as you "did it" like a champ.

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You end up waking up in the middle of the street, in front of the guild hall with a terrible hangover, and your quite sore below the belt right now.

How would you rate your experience?

>I'm not a loser, so stuff like this isn't new to you, but this particular night, was out of control!
>To much responsibility has caused me to not engage in illicit relationships like this, not only was it a truly wild ride, but I don't think I've been this relaxed and not pissed off before!
>I've engaged in this kinda stuff on a casual basis, but I cannot compare the experience to anyone or anything!

>>1934993
>>I've engaged in this kinda stuff on a casual basis, but I cannot compare the experience to anyone or anything!

>>1934993
>>To much responsibility has caused me to not engage in illicit relationships like this, not only was it a truly wild ride, but I don't think I've been this relaxed and not pissed off before!

>>1934993
>To much responsibility has caused me to not engage in illicit relationships like this, not only was it a truly wild ride, but I don't think I've been this relaxed and not pissed off before!

>>1934993
>>To much responsibility has caused me to not engage in illicit relationships like this, not only was it a truly wild ride, but I don't think I've been this relaxed and not pissed off before!

>>1934993
>To much responsibility has caused me to not engage in illicit relationships like this, not only was it a truly wild ride, but I don't think I've been this relaxed and not pissed off before!

>>1934993
>To much responsibility has caused me to not engage in illicit relationships like this, not only was it a truly wild ride, but I don't think I've been this relaxed and not pissed off before!

You contemplate the repercussions of having your cherry utterly annihilated by that brown vixen the other night, completely on a whim. You aren't really given the opportunity as a pair of cute little feet step into view as you lie in a heap on the ground.

"Boss! I found you!...Eugh! you smell awful! Are you okay?! I was looking for you last night You were sleep walking again!"

You are thankful that Charlotte doesn't ask where you were or what you did the last night. You can't help but have paranoid feelings as she seems to shoot you dirty looks as your freshening up.

You manage to get a terrible stench out of your everything before getting back on your feet in your room. You have a bit of a hangover, but it is numbed by the mindblowing exercise you went through last night. It's time to head out, but there are a number of things you can do.

>Head to the Morrcock Construction Company
>Collect the Gelt on your last quest
>Write In

>>1935107
>>Write In
Shower, then collect Gelt

>>1935115
This

Just got out of work, I approve with what happened with Shara and I laughed at that Yaranaika line.

>>1935107
Thos we stink: >>1935115

>>1935115
Supporting.

>>1935107
>>1935115
>>1935125
>>1935129
>>1935137
>Write In
>Shower, then collect Gelt

You aren't clean. Cleaning yourself off, you spend a good amount of time fixing your hair. Charlotte carefully observes the way you come your hair to get it in that particular style.

You are refreshed and a little more calmed down. Time to get to work.

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Henrietta is at the desk to greet you, and upon your request, happily hands over the 1000G that was promised as payment for the quest.

This is a good development, considering you were in desperate need of money. Now it is time to go take a visit to Morrcock Construction. You will have to meet with Ojisan and his son to discuss the premonition of things to come from the box you had been given.


>Cont.

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Current Gelt: 1271G

>>1935185
Making it to the Morrcock Construction Company, you are let in without any incident by the guards, who graciously lead you all the way up after noticing the big ring on your finger.

You land yourself back in the office of he young James Morrcock Junior. The is currently signing papers of importance with a guard by his side. Ojisan and his daughter are standing nearby with mellow looks on their faces. The must have discussed the urgency of the situation with James. As you approach, he stops signing, puts his hands in front of his face and puts his elbows on the desk as he leans forward.

"I was told you want to talk. Let's talk business."


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I have to stop for today. I ended up getting tied up unexpectedly. Will be back at 12:00PM EST tomorrow to continue at a more appreciable speed. Thanks to everyone for participating, hope to see you all again soon.

>>1935246
Take it easy Truck-senpai, thanks for running!

>>1935246
thanks m8, this whole quest has been great.

>>1935185
Thanks
Reminder to identify our last sleep walking gem

>Shara won the Bieri-bowl
Fuck I was rooting for Charlotte, or at least Henrietta

>>1935827
All the better for the plot-twist when it turns out that shara is 1 of the twelve.

>>1935839
Yeah and she will trick us with her devil vagina magic

Shara doesn't have to be a waifu, we can still pursue someone else. Besides we need to still deal with all these plots and getting strong, maybe even getting our own forces. Hell I'd love to recruit the street urchins and teaching them our ways.

>>1935897
I mean, really, we just had a fling with her. That doesn't mean we're waifu locked to her. Though I am a bit miffed that this was apparently Billy's first time and how he was blasting out Virgin-kun despite him being one himself.

>>1935246
There is a serious tone that hangs in the air as you stand in a lavish office, occupied by you, your underling, Charlotte, and the heads of Prontia's most prolific crime family. It would seem that the man in charge, James Morrcock, had been informed about the the severity of the plague that had been unleashed.

James looks you over, noticing the his family's personal ring on your finger. He looks at his father inquisitively, and then resumes addressing you.

"It would seem that you have already been initiated into "our thing" under extraordinary circumstances, in which I begrudgingly acknowledge you. However, we are beset on all sides with increasingly more dreadful threats and I cannot turn away a powerful ally, even if I have a disagreement."

James stands up from his chair, turning to the excellent view of the rest of the city. It is still very early, the sun seems to just be coming over the horizon of the city buildings out in the distance.

"I am the head of this family. It is my obligation to dictate how things are done. In that same vein, I must protect my own interests as well. You will come to know this, as you are effectively apart of this business."

"Where are you going with this?"

He's beating around the bush.

"This plague outbreak is very dangerous, of course, but by the rate it spreads from the other side of town, it is a non-factor to me at the moment. I am more concerned about the threat of my immediate enemy at large, which is currently the Unbreakable Brotherhood. I am very interested in what they are doing, since their acts of terror have come to reach my domain. "

Turning back to face you, he approaches, stopping an arms length away from you.

"I can offer the resources to help you with the the plague issue, but you have to do something for me in return. You must do this for me first before I give you the resources to deal with this illness. I need you to do as I had originally planned for you to do when you fist came here, to go investigate the Unbreakable Brotherhood on the West side of the city. This needs to be done today before we continue. Do we have a deal?"

He extends his hand out to you for the second time. He could be a powerful ally, but of course he wants things done on his own damned terms. You look him over, chewing on your answer inside.

>Yes
>No
>Write In

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Welcome back everyone, hope you are all ready to quest. I know I am.

>>1935919
I can see where your coming from, but I see it more along the lines of attitude. Billy knows how to act around a woman by being a total jock, rather than being some kind of beta loser.

>>1935922
>Yes
We're part of tge family now, and family members help each other out no matter what. If for nothing else at least do it for ojisan.

>>1935942
>We're part of tge family now
Sadly

I really want to tell him to fuck off

>>1935944
Tbh i'm mostly with it for ojisan and for the off chance that we do get them cool back tattoos afterall.

>>1935948
Yeah but there is something wrong with being under some local mafia boss
I thought our ultimate goal was returning to our world, because we are the family man and our presence is missed. For that, we need to be the strongest and to rekt this demon lord or whatever. Putting ourselves in a position of inferiority doesn't feel right at all

>>1935919
Yeah, that being said I like Shara but I want to give Billy more time for himself, training Charlotte, and tackling all these problems Billy is throwing himself into.
>>1935922
Hmm I want to be honest with him but I'm not sure what's the best way to approach this.

I can agree to work together for now but I know in the future Billy and this guys interests will conflict. We all like the Oji-san he's a great guy, out of respect for him we ally with his family to help out since we can't do it alone and they do try to make a difference even if we find them shady. However Billy will butt heads eventually and nothing will change that and we need to make it clear to him to not take it personally, we have our own code and way of doing things.

That's how I feel but I'm not sure how to express this as a write in.

>>1935956
Moreover,
>chewing on your answer inside
isn't the way of the banchou, especially if we want to go asura on their asses

>>1935959
>That's how I feel but I'm not sure how to express this as a write in.
Maybe something in the lines of "You think you can hide? This is bigger than you [expletive], get a grasp on the situation"

>>1935922
>>1935942
>>1935944
>>1935948
>>1935956
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>>1935961
>Yes

You really don't like this blonde, money-hungry jerk, but you absolutely need his support in the coming few days.

You shake his hand, making sure to give him a hard, manly grip. He smiles, finally getting what he wants.

"Excellent, Mr. Iwo. I was certain you'd finally come around. Come with me to the game room. There is much to discuss."

He starts to head out. Before you go with him to discuss strategy, Ojisan pulls you to the side first.

"While I would prefer the plague be dealt with over the Brotherhood, he has reason to be wary of them. Please, if you do as James wishes, he will reward you with his support, just as I have. I trust you with the safety of Prontia, son. Don't let us down."

You take the word of advice to heart as you head down the stairs into the "Game room."

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You end up in a large room containing all sorts of trophies, nik-naks and relics. In the center of the room, there is a table with little wooden pieces. There are a bunch of brass "M" shaped pieces, a couple silver chess-like pieces, and a whole ass-load of red colored little men in a loose semi-circle. The board resembles the City of Prontia. Virgin-Kun is already waiting for you here. He acknowledges your entrance as you walk in. It seems like he's already come to an agreement with Lord James and they were just waiting for your decision. James looks at you both to address you.

Charlotte is sitting down to listen, kicking her little feet while they hang off as she does.

"As you can see, I've been following the movements of my enemy. The have pooled their resources into creating a perimeter around the west side of Prontia. My men cannot cross, since they attack them on site. I need men who could go in without being harassed to investigate their machinations."

He picks up a red piece before continuing.

"There have been several reports about large amounts of common, ferrous materials being taken by them. I am concerned by the sheer mass of steel they've been acquiring, it wouldn't make sense unless they are using it to create something. There is magic afoot. It is likely someone is forging magical weapons, since their raids have been led by pillagers wielding magic flaming swords. I fear they are going to make something far more dangerous soon. I simply need you to go there and investigate. You must not start a ruckus and potentially accelerate their plans. I need a simple report and for you to get it back to me by the end of the day. Do you understand, boys?"

"Yes"

"Yeah, got it."

"Good, I expect you to a message back to me before the end of the day."

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As you, Virgin-kun and Charlotte exit the building, you discuss the stuff you've heard from the box earlier that Virgin-kun had not heard, having left prematurely to try to warn others.

>Cont.

>>1936078

So there are other threats as well? How could something like this be so far above everyone's heads? I had tried to speak with the government apparently, but as soon as I mentioned your name, they wanted nothing to do with me. Same with the Silver Crown. They really hate your guts."

As you are discussing the details of what is going on, there is a nobleman surrounded by guards. He gets in your way before you are able to do anything.

"I am looking for a "Bieri". The Prontian Council has a message for him."

You glower at the misuse of your name, before you explode at this random-ass messenger, you motion for Charlotte to get the message for you. She reads it over quickly.

"It's a summons. For your arraignment boss. It's at noon"

Oh god! Fuck me. Those bastards at the court still have to formally charge you for your assault of Blackwell. This day is becoming convoluted already. You might not have time to get everything you had wanted to get done.

What did you have on the list today anyways? You will probably have to drop doing one of those things if you planned on getting all this shit done yourself. You have time this morning, at noon, evening, and the late evening, going by estimates on how long everything is going to take.

>I should fill out the paperwork take the quest regarding the plague at the Guild Hall, they'll know I'm looking into it and the extra money in my pocket will be helpful.
>I still have to continue to train Charlotte, I can't have her continue to be useless in combat by not giving her attention after starting so strong
>[Noon]I absolutely have to go this arraignment. They'll crucify me if I don't
>If I want to prepare for the raid on the underground Plague, I need to pick up supplies now. I have no idea what's going to happen and if I'll get the chance again
>I have to infiltrate the west side to figure out what is going on for Morrcock.
>Write In

>>1936176
>>I still have to continue to train Charlotte, I can't have her continue to be useless in combat by not giving her attention after starting so strong
>>[Noon]I absolutely have to go this arraignment. They'll crucify me if I don't
>Write in : prepare Charlotte for the mission. Since it's a surveillance mission and she's a rogue, she's better suited than us

>>1936196
I'll second this

>>1936176
>>1936196
>>1936212
For clarification, you're saying:
>[Morning]I still have to continue to train Charlotte, I can't have her continue to be useless in combat by not giving her attention after starting so strong
>[Noon]I absolutely have to go this arraignment. They'll crucify me if I don't
>[Evening]Write in : prepare Charlotte for the mission. Since it's a surveillance mission and she's a rogue, she's better suited than us
>[Late Evening]Send Charlotte on the mission

Is this correct?

>>1936250
I support that plan.

>>1936250
This but
>[Late Evening]Send Charlotte on the mission
we're also coming, it's just that she will do the main work, while we support her by making a distraction or whatnot

>>1936078
>>1936176
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>>1936270
Understood. Writing.

Going to end up being a little slower again for now, will definitely pick up soon though.

>>1936176
>>1936196
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>>1936270
>[Morning]I still have to continue to train Charlotte, I can't have her continue to be useless in combat by not giving her attention after starting so strong
>[Noon]I absolutely have to go this arraignment. They'll crucify me if I don't
>[Evening]Write in : prepare Charlotte for the mission. Since it's a surveillance mission and she's a rogue, she's better suited than us
>[Late Evening]Go on the mission, send Charlotte to act as the main subterfuge operative.

You look at your unassuming little demi-human friend. She stares back at you with those big, dark, amber eyes.

You decide that you're partner is going to be a big help to you with all the sneaking around you'll have to do. She should be able to do a good job since she's a "Rogue", albeit one that concerns themselves with scavenging and haggling items rather than sneaking about. You'll have to make sure she's fully prepared to carry out the observation work before you go past enemy lines.

Virgin-Kun steps up, noticing that you are sizing up your underling.

"Let me come with you, I want to uncover whatever the Brotherhood has planned, if not for that shifty guy, then for the good of Prontia."

He talks a good game, maybe he could make himself useful?

[Manly]Buzz of virgin, I don't need you
[Clever]Maybe we could come up with a more advance strategy, meet me later before we start.
>You can come with me while my rogue is snooping around. An extra body might be helpful
>Write In

>>1936338
>[Clever]Maybe we could come up with a more advance strategy, meet me later before we start.
I don't want him to have a name, ever

>>1936338
>[Clever]Maybe we could come up with a more advance strategy, meet me later before we start.

>>1936338
>Write in
>The biggest hindrance for me is the goddamn trial because I shoulder-rammed some dumbass that got in my way. Now I may not be the most well-liked guy around but I have friends in high places, namely Oji-san, Henrietta, and even you Virgin-kun. If you could, gather these people for me before noon so they can help me out with this? Those damn officials wouldn't give me the time of day, and I doubt there are lawyers here...

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>>1936353
>[Clever]Maybe we could come up with a more advance strategy, meet me later before we start.

You tell him to meet you at the Guild Hall in the evening, so that you could figure out a way to integrate this guy into your plan while prepping Charlotte. You can't be everywhere at once, so having him as an extra set of eyes and ears will be good while you loiter around the base. He nods and heads back to do his own business beforehand.

Now that that is that, you crumple the subpoena the people of the court issued you. It's time that you get a move-on. You'll need to really focus on Charlotte's training. You head back to the Guild Hall's back courtyard to prepare Charlotte, discussing the details of the plan with her.

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Boss Bato seems to really be relying on me to help out with this surveillance thingy. I feel super cool right now, but I was never particularly good at this whole sneaking around thing! I have to do my best to figure out how to be the sneakiest Tanukin ever so that the Boss will keep thinking I'm reliable. I'm a little scared about going to where those raiders live and looking through their stuff.

It looks like he's going to be testing my agility. Here goes nothing!

Roll to Charlotte

Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>1936488

Rolled 60 (1d100)

>>1936488
Yosh

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>1936488
Think about your butt Charlotte

Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>1936488

Rolled 91 (1d100)

>>1936488

Rolled 82 (1d100)

>>1936488
Think like this Charlotte. If you fail maybe boss will give you another spanking. if you succeed boss will give you a treat. A win/win scenario.

>>1936488
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>>1936588

DC 50: Rolled 91 - Good job little girl

Compared to the other day, Charlotte's performance was just as good for the basic calisthenics routine. Afterwards you focus on her awareness and smarts, considering her agility is unreliably poor, going by her ID card anyways. You blindfold her and have her rotate herself around Shinbatsu while her head is touching the knob, causing her to become very dizzy. You send her out to navigate the little wood behind the Guild Hall while you approach from the side of it to get to a random location far from her starting position to supplant yourself. Now you'll have her try to move around and figure out how to find you without her using her eyes. It's not the best method, but if she can learn to notice when something close to her without looking by using her 6th sense, she won't get snuck up on so easily

You trudge out into the wood. She is definitely struggling at first, bumping into trees and shit and falling over as you pass by her to find a good hiding spot. Now you are far out of sight, it's time to begin. You'll have to shout a little bit to give her fair enough clues to your location. Hollering to her, you give her the signal to begin.

Ten minutes in, you start to get a little worried about her. You yell to help her find you by the sound of your voice.

"CHARLOTTE!!! I MIGHT GIVE YOU SOMETHING TASTY IF YOU COME AND FIND ME IN UNDER AN HOUR"

There is a silence as your voice travels across the woods to her fuzzy little ears.

"YES BOSS!"

...It's been about 25 minutes since you started. You can just faintly hear her plodding around the woods, fairly far away from you still. Now you're just getting impatient with the little walking marshmallow.

"IF YOU DON'T GET YOUR CHUNKY LITTLE ASS OVER HERE RIGHT NOW, I'M GONNA SPANK THE SHIT OUT OF IT AGAIN!!!! AND THIS TIME IT'LL BE ON PURPOSE!!!!"

There is no response this time. Instead you can hear the rustling through the forest quite clearly now. It is much more frantic after that threat.

Not long after that, the little girl sniffs you out, with her nose in the air as she walks around, far more sure-footed than she did before. Alright, She found you.

"Ya got me. Good job."

"Yay me!"

She celebrates a little, licking her lips and rubbing her tummy as she imagines her reward like the fatty she is.

Considering the distance between the two of you and her stubby legs, this was done at a very impressive speed. Time to make good on your word and reward her.

She seems to realize after only a little while after that she could use her other senses to help her, such as her big fluffy ears and keen sense of smell to find you. Charlotte is only a little banged up from walking into stuff at the beginning, having dramatically honed her kinesthetic senses to avoid bumping into shit, and using your personal scent and her hearing ability to find you. Hopefully she's able to use this later.

>Cont.

That's so cute

Oh i loove our little chumbucket.

>>1936793

I did it! I found the boss! It was pretty hard though. I kept hitting my head into trees or something for a while and tripping at the beginning. I think I might have a bump on my forehead, but my hat is covering it at least. I had never realized I could use nose for more than appraisal and finding food! Smelling the air, Bieri is behind me now as I skip triumphantly into the Guild Hall, he has a nice smell, except for that time earlier this morning, Yuck! Oh well, time to eat! The Boss said he will give me a treat after if I follow my diet. He said I've been doing such a good job getting stronger, he trusts me enough to let me go to the food court on my own without supervision. The boss finally noticed me!

There is an awful pain in my tummy as I see all the food laid out. I'm super hungry! Ugh...

I was good this morning while the boss wasn't around and I didn't cheat when I had the chance. Now I'm hankering for something sweet! Looking back, the Boss has already dozed off, head resting on the table. I guess he didn't get any sleep. I wonder what he was doing last night? My papa always told me "Nothing good happens after midnight". It makes me a little suspicious...

My tummy hurts so bad, and all of the creamy, sugary stuff is out. No matter how much I clean my my mouth with the back of my wrist, I can't get the drool off. I don't know if I can stop myself this time. Boss is asleep, he won't notice if I jus - No I have to stay strong. Gotta eat more meat!

Roll to Charlotte again.

Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>1936978
Come on chubster.

Rolled 45 (1d100)

>>1936978

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>>1936978
Come on, be a good girl, resist the temptation at least a little bit

Rolled 20 (1d100)

NO CHARLOTTE!
Resist the sugary jew

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>>1936978

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>>1936978
Resist!

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>>1936978

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>>1936978
Nat 1 go

>>1937144
>Nat 1

SURE. OKAY.

>>1937144

>>1937144
AND HER DESIRE TO PLEASE HER MASTER HAS STRIKED AGAIN! She is getting such a thorough belly rub tonight.

>>1937144
>>1937154
At this rate Chubster is gonna get fit

>>1937176
Well yeah, how else is she supposed to keep up with Shara's...appetite.

Rolled 42 (1d100)

>>1936978

>>1937144
Holy crap, that's Green Lantern tier willpower there.

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>>1937144
>>1937176
>>1937205
At this rate, we're going to have a Raphtalia on our hands.

>>1937144
Maybe she will become top notch waifu, maybe even better than our demon lord

>>1936978
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>>1937065

DC 50: Rolled 67 - I did it!

I fill up my plate quickly. The longer I stay here, the harder it will be to resist! Piling on the vegetables and steak, I can't stop my eyes from watering up as my belly makes lots of angry noises. I think...I think this is the first time I've ever denied my tummy what it wanted. Maybe I can just take a single sample from the bakery...

No! I have to resist. I'm gonna get big and strong like Bieri and I have to stop being such a pig all the time and learn some self-control! This accursed animal hunger I've been saddled with is no excuse to not become strong. I need discipline too!

I cry as I eat my meat and my veggies. I can't help it due to feeling withdrawal from not eating any sugary stuff. Ugh. Gotta push myself to resist the siren call of dessert.

I'll just sit here until the boss wakes up. I can do this! I can follow through with this diet!

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"FUCK!!!"

I shout throughout the guild hall as I wake up, turning a lot of heads in the process, having almost lost my balance after passing out. Too bad these limp-wristed faggots are too afraid of me to tell me to shut the hell up. Whatever. Works for me.

I had fallen asleep earlier and I was sitting in a very...interesting position.

For starters. I had taken up an entire row worth of chairs taken up by myself. My back was stupidly straight, spine perfectly aligned with the center of the goddamn earth, making my neck immune to pain. Finally my legs were spread as wide as possible for maximum comfort. It feels like I was doing the most obnoxious split in history and had woken up as I had just begun to finally lose my balance.

I straighten myself up as if nothing had happened. At least I wasn't sleepwalking again. Alright, let's see if I regret my decision to let Charlotte try to handle herself with this whole diet thing.

Looking her over, she has a mellow look on her face as she sits down complacently. Well look at that! she only has one plate, rather than stacking a whole bunch of them taller than she is. According to her, she only had thirds this time. Wow that's pretty good! For her anyways. Time to reward her for doing so well again today.

...

WHAAAT!?!!! She claims she doesn't want dessert! She refused my offer to get her some cake or some sugary shit. She started spouting some bullshit about "Self-control is it's own reward" after somehow resisting the siren call of dessert. Un-fucking-believable!!!!!

I smash my foot with Shinbatsu. Yup, this is not a dream...and I think I lost the top part of the nail on my big toe. This diet is going really fucking well. Much better than expected! I need to give myself a pat on the back for doing such a damned good job.

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[Spoiler]BONUS: I'll give you clever points if you get that reference. I can update at a decent pace as of now, thanks for waiting guys[/spoiler]

>>1937461
It's about an hour before the arraignment begins. I've talked to Charlotte about the proceedings while getting ready. There are a couple of little rules she was able to learn, having studied a law book she had gotten when we went to the Bazaar to get supplies to make my new bat.

1) Going by what Charlotte said, it seems to be similar to a standard court case, in which representatives of the plaintiff and the defendant are responsible for submitting evidence and proving their disposition to a jury of unbiased individuals while a judge presides over the proceedings.

2) You are allowed to switch your personal representative with the permission of the judge and the parties involved doing the switching. Might be useful if I can find a real law man to help.

3) I have to pick three witnesses to speak on my behalf. I'll have to be careful with whom I choose for this one.

There are a few others, but I don't need to know them right now.

It's about time that I head over to the Prontian Court. It's a large white building with a stone dove flying over the entrance as a decoration. You have to shoulder through a bunch of people to find your way in. They murmur as you walk through the crowd. There are a lot of fucking people here.

Well, time to receive my sentence, I'll have to let Charlotte speak for me and keep my mouth shut. I might blurt out shit that will work against me with how much I fucking love the truth. This won't be to bad, they're just going to charge you for a crime you feel is completely unnecessary.

You style your hair so that you at least look good while you get arraigned. Whelp, here goes nothing!

>Cont.

>>1937719
Getting into the Court, you notice that even after entering the building, there are a lot of fucking people around. From adventurers, to the Morrcock's personal family guards, to the ordinary common citizen, a whole fat load of them are here to see the man who put their beloved Knight Captain into traction for a whole goddamned week. You can hear them all talking about all sorts of speculation, voicing their concerns, worrying about Ser Blackwell, and calling you an ogre behind your back.

The courtroom is large, with several podiums and tables, much like the standard fair for a court of legal proceedings, just much more archaic. You sit down at the designated defendant seat as Prontian guards reside over you. Charlotte sits next to you. The judge residing over the court is someone you'd expect, a large, balding boorish looking older man with a big beard. His voice doesn't really carry as he reads through the dossier, attempting to get everyone in the court to stop talking among themselves and settle down. There is no microphone here to enhance his voice

"All please rise. I would like to begin the arraigning of the accused: Mr. Bieri sa Bato Iwo"

You curse in your mind hearing that. Nobody else seems to as you sit there twiddling your thumbs, waiting for this shit to be over with. The people surrounding the courtroom continue to talk over the proceedings. It's too fucking loud and your foot hurts. You want to go back to the Guild Hall.

This courtroom setting makes you want to lose your shit.

>[Intimidate]Can you all just...
>Wait out the chatter
>Write In

>>1937871
>>Wait out the chatter

>>1937871
>Wait out the chatter
>Chill nigga, we gotta be professionally delinquent today.

>>1937871
>Write in
>Recite your schools morning oath or some shit, remember the things those School Disciplinary Committee jackasses would try to drill into your head about "order" and "proper etiquette"

>>1937461
>QM didn't use the Nat Hundo
Why. WHY.

>>1937871
>write in

>silently glare them into submission

>>1937916
It was like the 10th roll nigga it wasn't within rolling parameters.

>>1937461
This was the Nat 100, totally missed changing that after I saw it.

Help

>>1937871
This intimidating stare >>1937919

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>>1937948
Its time for Mister Angry Eyes!

>>1937919
Seconding

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>>1937948
>silently glare them into submission

"Ehem...All please rise. I would like to begin the arraigning of the accused: Mr. Bieri sa Bato Iwo"

Everyone is STILL fucking talking. Alright, that's it!

You stand up and start to look at the crowd behind you, glaring at everyone and making the most intimidating face you can muster. You can feel the veins on your temple start to bulge as your body clenches up to look threatening. Charlotte had covered her ears on top of her hat, expecting you to shout.

Roll for a silent intimidate.

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>>1937973
Time to see how much killing intent we have.

Rolled 42 (1d100)

>>1938036

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>1938036
Giiiii~

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>1938036

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>>1938053
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

>>1938053
Somehow...i knew this would happen...

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>>1938053
Acht mein Gott... could he be? The legendary Super Delinquent?!?

>>1938053
Case won before it even started. its over. go home.

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>>1938053
OH GOD YES

This was the first time I've ever actually used the dice here. I HAVE BEEN CHOSEN!

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>1938036
Rolling for fun.

>>1938053
100s. The quest.

>>1938081
Its like that ogre quest again

At some point during this court trial, let's get Charlotte to correct EVERYBODY from saying our name wrong by showing her our guild card, pointing out our name.

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>>1938081
We are MÄR levels of OP and I love it.

>>1938053
Witnessed. Writing and getting it right this time.

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I'm hyped.

>>1938036
>>1938053
OOOOOOOOOOOOSHIT NIGGGGGGA!

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>>1938139
>DC 70: Rolled 100 - I'll put the fear of god into them

The crowd stays incredibly loud and obnoxious as you attempt to be charged for your heinous act of not actually giving a fuck. It is very annoying. Ever since you got to this shitty world, the majority of its inhabitants have been rude and incredibly fucking stupid. Thinking about it fills you with rage. You glance over to the opposite podium, where there is a single representative for the Knights of the Silver Crown. That's it, no hide nor hair of the bastard who ended up dragging you here in the first place. Fuck that guy, at least have the courtesy to show up for our goddamned trial. You wish that motherfucker was here so you could strangle him, wasting your time while there's shit to be done, like saving the city or finding a way to get home. It pisses you off. Your thoughts are being drowned out by the white noise of nosy, good-for-nothing citizens who should be hiding, too ignorant to realize the dangers that are very real and lurk around the corner. FUCK, I can't help but start getting rilled up by fucking EVERYTHING. It feels like I'm going to explode.

You really want to yell and scream, they probably want you to so they can hear the voice of the madman who knocked the living shit out of the head of their law enforcement. No, you can't allow them the satisfaction. You won't give them what they want. Stay in control, let it fester.

I feel the anger wash over me. I can barely control it as I hold on to my senses. The crowd has quieted down. They gawk at me with their eyes, glassy, wanting to know the guilty man who stands on trial. How fucking rude and inconsiderate of them. They way they look at me like I'm a caged animal in a zoo. I just want to be left alone. Fuck this shit. Fuck Blackwell. Fuck this Trial. Fuck all of them. It's enough to make a man want to...want to...

KIIIILLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!

Everything fades into red as the crowd disappears.

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Oh no! the Boss got super duper mad! I can see the aura of red that surrounds him, his steel blue eyes now a colorless white as he glares and bares his teeth like a feral animal. I thought I was supposed to be the beastly one! Oh gosh, I hope he doesn't yell...

...

Hmm? he should have started screaming like normal, but he just stands there. The crowd is silent, all of them are scared. Like, super scared! I can practically smell the soiled pants from here. Some of them slowly back away as they see the terrifying visage of the boss. Even the members of the court are trying to look away from the scene. I hope this doesn't affect the hearing at all! The sound of someone falling down fills the courtroom, near the opened entrance.

"By Prontus...he really is an ogre...."

>Cont.

>>1938419
We reached enlightment throught our rage.

>>1938419
Does anything get set on fire with his gaze?

>>1938448
>>1938475

I'm pretty sure we could light something on fire with this pure, seething disdain for all things not us, Charlotte, Henrietta or other people we care out.

>>1938419
"Tis no Ogre, That be a demon!"

"THE RUMORS ARE TRUE!!!! RUN SAVE YOURSELVES!!!"

"AAAAIIIIIIIIIEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!"

Oh my gosh! The whole crowd is trampling over themselves to get away! I mean, the boss is absolutely terrifying, but he's not a demon or an ogre, he's just...the strongest! Yeah, that's it! The people who live in Prontia sure are superstitious. I'm a little scared too, but I try rubbing his leg so he can calm down a little. I hope this works! I don't wanna get spanked again.

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The red clout clears up and I'm able to see straight again. I look to face the crowd to finally tell them to all fuck off so we could all get back to the trial, but there's nobody there. The large mass of people who were hovering at the entrance to the courtroom is now gone. There's not a soul left. Did I...?

You know what, fuck it, let's get this show on the road over here.

Turning to the judge, he has his papers and documents in front of his face. Looks like you spooked him too! That's pretty funny since you weren't even facing this way. Huh, even the Prontian guard is on edge. The lot of them have their weapons drawn on you. Oh well, it's about time we got this over with though, this charade has gone on long enough. Fixing your hair and facing the judge, you respectfully try to catalyze the legal process.

"Your honor, if you could please continue with the proceedings."

"...Erm...uh, y-yes, of course...T-thank you."

He seems just as confused as you are that there are suddenly no more people spectating the trial.

"All please rise. I would like to begin the arraigning of the accused: Mr. Bieri sa Bato Iwo."

Finally!

>Cont.

>>1938479
I bet if Shara was in the crowd instead of fear she would just get hornier.

>I try rubbing his leg so he can calm down a little.

Charlotte is a cutie.

>>1938531
>Objection your honor!
>pass card
Pls

>>1938587
This

>>1938587
Supporting.

>>1938531

This is Prontian Southern Provincial Court case number 14-008957248...

You tune the old man out. It's going to be really fucking boring just waiting here. Charlotte has dressed up for this, incredibly enough. She's wearing a little skirt and an expensive looking jacket.

..."The defendant is represented by Miss Charlotte Marchette du LaFra...

She seems to have a lot of money. I wonder if her family is well-to-do or something. It looks nice on her, except for the fact she's still wearing that silly hat to cover up her ears, and also the fact she has the build of a little girl shaped like a potato. I wonder what she did with her tail? Hmmm...she frowns and gives me a look of urgency. I guess I need to pay attention. I pick my ear as the judge is finishing, having stopped caring long ago. I have bigger fish to fry.

"...The defendant is charged with several felonious charges:
...One count of Aggravated Assault against a Captain of the Peace, 3rd Degree...
...One count of Attempted Murder...
...Three counts of Obstruction of Justice...
...One count of Treason..."

Fuck, they really hammered you with whatever they could tack on. Half of that shit is all because that bastard Blackwell has a high standing in this shitty township.

"...and 6 counts of Disturbing the Peace...."

Hey, I am not THAT fucking loud, there is no way all those people heard me, this is bullshit.

"...Mr. Bieri, how do you plead to the following charges?"

>Not guilty
>Guilty
>Let your tiny lawyer speak for you. This is not the time to say fucking anything.
>Write In

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I acknowledge the passing of the card, will prompt for write in

>>1938841
>Let your tiny lawyer speak for you. This is not the time to say fucking anything.

>>1938841
>>Write In
Before I make any pleas, could you clarify the dates, times and locations of each of the charges, as well as how each of the charges are defined? As I am from a foreign land, the legal system and how it works may be different.

>>1938841
>Let your tiny lawyer speak for you. This is not the time to say fucking anything.

>>1938869
>>1938865
Both of these

>>1938841
>>1938865

>>1938841
>>Let your tiny lawyer speak for you. This is not the time to say fucking anything.

>>1938841
>>1938865
>>1938869
>>1938871
>>1938893
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>>1938900
>Let your tiny lawyer speak for you. This is not the time to say fucking anything.

You keep your mouth shut so that you may let your tiny lawyer handle it. She has a cool enough head to be more qualified to bail you out right now. In these types of scenarios, you ruin everything you touch.

Charlotte stands up on the podium to speak. The fact that she only barely clears the top with her eyes is not a good sign. You'll need to get her a stool or something so she can be heard better when the courtroom is actually filled with people. Fortunately, the only sounds right now are several scribes scratching on parchment to report the proceedings of the trial in triplicate. Her husky, slightly different dialect carries through the courtroom.

"The defendant pleads not guilty on all charges, your honor...We request a copy of the legal dossier regarding the nature of the charges, on the account of the fact that my client is indeed a foreigner."

The judge motions to one of the guards, who walk over the paperwork to Charlotte, giving her no trouble about it, thankfully. She's pretty good at this!

"Then at this current time, the scheduling for the trial will be two days from now, at the 12th hour, at the noon. Court dismissed."

_________________________________________


The arraignment is over, the two of you stay in the courtroom as Charlotte reads over the literature they gave us. Damn, this is serious, you really need to do something about this shit.

"Boss, it says here you can start submitting evidence to the court for your trial two days from now. You can also start putting in names of witnesses."

Hmmm, come to think of it I have a couple of things I could submit as evidence on my person right now. I'd better be careful, I might miss the opportunity to later, Charlotte says the rules for discovery mean that I can't submit shit the day before the first full courtroom hearing. Shit, I really need to get this done ASAP.

As for evidence, I currently have:

>My own Guild ID Card, proof of my name being spelled correctly so it could be pronounced correctly
>That fucking box. That Sixth Seat guy's logs will be excellent evidence
>The receipt that the guild gave me for putting Rembrandt away
>See if Charlotte has anything.
>Write In

As for names, I wonder who I should put down, I only have 3 openings for witnesses. They can be witnesses of character or witnesses of the actual scene. I should be careful who I lock into these witness positions. It might be best if I don't fill them all out yet and come back tomorrow.

>Charlotte Marchette
>Lord James Morrcock Senior
>Shara
>Henrietta
>Virgin-Ku...Wait. SHIT. I don't know his actual name! I have to ask him about filling out the paperwork later or something!
>Leave one blank
>Leave two blank

_________________________________


I'm calling it a night here, giving you something to think about. I'll be back at 2:00PM EST tomorrow.

>>1939123
Man I really want to try to game the law system by saying "you are charging bieri sa bato Iwo, but as you can see by my ID card, I am Billy the bat Iwo. Ergo, you cannot charge me."
Of course that won't fly, but I really want to see if we can get off on a technicality. Or at least have it as our tiny lawyers opening statement.
As for witnesses... I'll have to think on that...

>>1939123
>My own Guild ID Card, proof of my name being spelled correctly so it could be pronounced correctly
>That fucking box. That Sixth Seat guy's logs will be excellent evidence
>The receipt that the guild gave me for putting Rembrandt away
>See if Charlotte has anything.
>Write In
The piece of the bugs if we still have it.
>Charlotte Marchette
>Leave two blank

>>1939123
Inb4 they claim byeri is a vassal of the demon lord for having the holobox

Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>1939138
Rollyng for support

>>1937461
>Chad lounge
Patrician taste

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>>1939154
+5 Clever points for Gryffindor. Will update later. This was the very meta benefit of the Nat 100

>>1939179
Honestly, your threads were already cool as heck but this reference made it so much better. Props bro.

>>1939140
>Charlotte
>Lord James Morrcock Senior
>leave one open
I don't trust Shara to give a non-lewd testimony, and Henrietta might be a good choice but we might be able to do better
>>1939138
Try this too, or at least consult with Charlotte about it

>>1939123
> Evidence Write In
I want to see if we can get the remains of one of that golem we smashed, or something, so when they try that attempted murder thing, we can prove that if we wanted to kill him, he wouldn't be in the hospital, he'd be in the ground. Something to show we're more then capable of it if we wanted to, so we obviously didnt want to.
Witnesses:
Charlotte, to prove we were provoked.
Henrietta
>Leave one blank

>>1939138
Please tell me we can do that

>>1939264
No. No mobsters.
We need virgin-kuns testimony to vouch for the box, it's not repeating now right?

>>1939264
What's wrong with lewd testimonies?

>>1939908
What if the other girls learn that Shara won the Bieri-bowl? Charlotte especially would be very angry

>>1939953
We gotta get back home nigga there's no time to worry about bitches. We dont care what the citizens think of us, why should we care what the waifubait tgink about us?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0zL2akvpWJc

>>1939908
Shara would be a good witness for proving Billy comes to people's defense and his chronic sleep walking issue which I'm sure has to do with some of those disturbing the peace charges. However I fully expect her to go lewd or say stuff that isn't necessary. She'd be good in case they want to invalidate Charlotte's testimony who can also vouch Billy looking out for people and the sleep walking

>>1939123
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>>1939965
>See if Charlotte has anything.

Ugh, this is not going to be easy. I have a lots of option, but I really need to figure out the one's that are relevant. to the case.

It's too bad you don't have some kind of proof that you killed the Kuukarache Queen creature. Other than that, that box will certainly make for some really strong evidence. This whole case seems to be on the basis that your name was mispronounced. You might be able to come up with a good argument, considering your countrymen are renown worldwide for their politeness. Getting someone's name wrong is definitely considered particularly offensive. On that same vein, you wonder if the court would consider letting you go on a huge technicality of your name being said wrong. Hmmmmm...Glancing over at your ID, there is a minor change. Whoa! Your name was amended to be more accurate! It now reads "William "Billy the Bat" Iwo." At least it kept your damn moniker. Fucking magical driver's licenses.

You consider the options as far as witnesses, Lord Morrcock might be a good witness of character for you, he can certainly vouch for you as one of the men who run this town. On the other hand, you wonder if his past as the king of the mobsters in this city will be an issue. Henrietta likes you, she might be able to talk good on your behalf. Shara is...Shara. Charlotte was actually present on the scene, and your adorable little sidekick would never betray you. You ponder whether or not if she has anything else to help your case on her person...

"Charlotte, is this all the evidence we actually have?"

"..."

She seems to be thinking hard on something like she can't put her finger on it.

"Oh!"

Her little mouth makes the sound while curling into an 'O' shape before she rummages through her ridiculous magical sack. She seems to be going through a compartment you didn't even realize was there the last time you looked. This is quite suspenseful for you. as your leg becomes a little restless while waiting.

"I almost forgot I took this earlier! Maybe it will help?"

"Oh shit!"

The brown bag she pulls out is opened to reveal a humanoid head. It's the head of the larges Kuukarache monster you slew. Incredible! While you were knocked out after the finishing blow, Charlotte must have decapitated it or recovered the head after it was killed. You never got a great look at its face when fighting in that forest. It has mostly feminine, humanoid features, but with pitch black eyes and an abhorrent insectoid mandible. This is pretty fucking significant. I might be able to prove what happened that night and clear up a lot of questions as I prove it was me who killed that freaky experiment.

I still have to figure out what I'm going to use for this trial.

>Break the news to Charlotte about your name.
>Add the slightly embalmed head as evidence

>>1940424
>>Break the news to Charlotte about your name.
It's about fucking time she learns to pronounce it correctly

>>Add the slightly embalmed head as evidence
This seems logical

>>1940424
Truck-Kun here. I have returned. Welcome back, everyone. I'm going to give you guys some more time to figure out this prompt as well as the evidence and witness submission from the last session before continuing. How else will Billy be able to get out of this one without good evidence and witnesses?

>>1940424
>Break the news to Charlotte about your name.
I'm of the mind we should allow her to keep calling us Bato. It's cute, and she's proven to us that she us rather useful.
The being said we should 100% inform her of our real name, because why wouldn't we

>Add the slightly embalmed head as evidence
Seems like a good plan.
Not like we are doing anything eles with it.

>>1940473
Yeah, I'd say she's earned the right to slightly mangle our name when addressing us, but she should definitely learn it so she can tell people our name properly. Besides, isn't it a sign of affection to let certain people call you nick names?

>>1940449
Have you considered getting a twitter to inform your audience of when the quest is run.
A well run twitter is one of the best ways to foster and maintain a following.

>>1940518
So far its been working out for him on the times he's set. Occasionally been late, though. A Twitter would be nice for the delays, but if QM manages the pace he's had, I'm not sure it's entirely necessary.

>>1940527
It was just a suggestion. It's his choice, but having one has no downsides beside a little extra time commitment.

Witnesses:
>Charlotte
>Henrietta
Can we bring the lady of the orphanage? She could testify how we caught the one that was turning poor kids into monsters. If not, bring Shara for lewd testimony

Evidence:
>That big crab head
>The box
>The collar of the flesh monster

>>1940424
>>1940448
>>1940449
>>1940473
>>1940492
>Break the news to Charlotte about your name.
>Add the slightly embalmed head as evidence


You take the monster's head in your own hands by it's long, matted hair. You probably could have gotten a reward for this considering they sent a whole team of knights to go kill it. It's not important now, you need to clear your name. At least you'll get the recognition you'll deserve.

Alright, time to enlighten this marshmallow on the proper enunciation of your name.

"Charlotte, I want you to read my name and start using it the way it's supposed to be pronounced."

You hand her the ID and point out the name column. She takes a long time staring at it before saying anything.

"But...but...I like Bieri better!"

her eyes moisten as she explains herself. Good god almighty! You grasp your chest as you stave off stress-induced heart failure. This kid is going to be the death of you with her spontaneous crying fits!

"B-Bierianni Chocolate Souffle is my favorite! It's the bes*hic*best dessert in LaFra ever! I don't wanna call you Billy!"

You are trying to take her seriously as she boldly ignores your wishes, but it's difficult as her mild meltdown is punctuated by her tongue darting out around her lips after the mention of her favorite food.

How will you handle this?

>[Manly]I'm the boss, and I you will call me by my proper name.
>Just forget it
>Compromise
>Write In

>>1940585
>compromise
>call me banchou or boss in public, call me bieri when we're out of public eye.

>>1940607
Seconding

>>1940585
>Write In
"In my culture nicknames like that are reserved for family, and very close friends. I will let YOU call me that, but it might set a a bad precedent for the other shitheads that don't know better. So now on when we in public call me Billy or Boss. You can call me what you like when we are alone."

>>1940585
>compromise
Just use my real name when dealing in offical matters such as this court room shit.

>>1940628
Supporting

>>1940585
>>1940628
I like this one, hopfully the "close friends" bit sticks with her.
Supporting.

>>1940643
>hopfully the "close friends" bit sticks with her.
Why do you want to fuck the potato?

>>1940647
Potato aint for lewdin'. It's for headpats only.

>>1940647
I was more hoping it would just keep her morale high, and the tears off her face. Besides who doesn't want an eager young girl around, it's every mans dream, potato loli or not.
Don't look a gifted horse in the mouth man, don't take her puppy love for granted.

>>1940585
>[Manly]I'm the boss, and I you will call me by my proper name.

>>1940684
A man can't stand when women and children cry.

>>1940723
Is it more manly to have pride and give it up for those you care for, or to remain unflinching, keeping the status that you worked so hard to get in order to further your goals. These are the real questions of this quest.

>>1940585
Supporting: >>1940628

>>1940585
>Write In
"In my culture nicknames like that are reserved for family, and very close friends. I will let YOU call me that, but it might set a a bad precedent for the other shitheads that don't know better. So now on when we in public call me Billy or Boss. You can call me what you like when we are alone."

Warm fuzzy feelings.

>>1940585
>>1940607
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>>1940796
>Manly -1
>"In my culture nicknames like that are reserved for family and very close friends. I will let YOU call me that, but it might set a bad precedent for the other shitheads that don't know better. So now on when we in public call me Billy or Boss. You can call me what you like when we are alone."
>call me banchou or boss in public, call me Bieri when we're out of public eye.

Aww geez she's getting all choked up again, over something fairly trivial. Just call me by my damned name already!

You let out a weighty sigh, You just want people to get your name right. This little goon really has attached some sentimental shit to the name she imagined was correct. Goddamn it. It looks like the best option would be to compromise, which is really not your preference, but for now, you'll make an exception. Charlotte just about deserves it for how hard she's been trying to help you to help herself. Lowering yourself down to her level, you explain what you're going to do.

>"Look kid. In my culture, nicknames like that are reserved for family and very very close friends.Seeing that we're in this thing together, I will allow you and you alone to call me that.

Her crocodile tears immediately stop as she takes in what you just said.

"Y-You really mean that?! I can keep calling you Bieri...Even though you get super mad when people get your name wrong!?!

She is unsure of herself after being given the privilege of calling you a nickname other than the one that is your preference. You break eye contact and answer her bewilderment with a half-hearted annoyance.

"Yeah yeah, you can call me by that name. Don't get the wrong idea, you're still my underling, understand? It's not like I like you or anything...and don't let me hear you using that name in public anymore, or else I'm gonna spank you again. You only get to call me that when we're alone. Got it?"

"Yes, Bier- I mean Banchou Billy!"

She has an uncharacteristically large smile on her face after that. This kid...her hero worship of you is flattering, but kind of annoying at the same time. The inner conflict makes you feel weird.

>Cont.

>>1940929
Shes fucking adorable I swear to god.

Shes fought giant zombie monsters, and a drider, and worked her pudgy ass off training.

She can use a nickname.

>>1940929
Billy is so Tsu.

>>1941069
Is banchoudere a thing?

>>1941131
Maybe? To be fair we are working on his perfect waifu, even if he doesn't know it yet. Now if the other girls worked out in front of him too, then they can join the gang.
>>1940929
Pet the adorable sidekick.

>>1940929
>Charlotte Marchette IIII
>Lord James Morrcock Senior I
>Shara I
>Henrietta II
>Virgin-Kun I
>Leave one blank I
>Leave two blank I

You take a minute to think about your witnesses. You are definitely putting in the little raccoon girl, there is no reason not to put her in. Other than that, you are having difficulty deciding between the other options. You think it might be a good idea to put Henrietta in, but you're unsure for right now. You'll have to come back to this later.

>Put in Henrietta
>Leave it open, I'll come back tomorrow to figure it out

Charlotte breaks from her euphoria to keep talking about the name thing. She seems to have taken to heart about the whole thing.

"If I can call you Bieri...can I have a nickname too? I hope one day I can earn an awesome name like you have after going on lots of adventures, but until then I want you to call me something too!"

Whatever Charlotte. What do I call her for now?
>Lottie
>Marshmallow
>Potato
>You need to earn that privilege
>Write In

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Sorry about the huge interval, boys. I'm back again to continue the quest properly

>>1941150

>Lottie

I mean, we've already been calling her that. No reason to stop.

>>1941150
>Henrietta II
She was there for the whole jack the ripper zombies arc, and can vouch for senior just being there out of coincidence do to our investigation.
>Lord James Morrcock Senior I
and of course the target victim we were guarding at his house when we went to him.
>Charlotte Marchette IIII

>Put in Henrietta

>Lottie
Because I cant think of a name that wont be slightly insulting to our little pastry fiend.

>>1941150
>>1941164
Full support

>>1941164
Sounds sensible. Supporting!

>>1941150
>>1941164
This works

>>1941227
>>1941229
>>1941254
It also serves as an important chance to force the two groups of retards to acknowledge the evidence in the box, thus also possibly opening up a chance to help the underground beastfolk crowd. Earning us some brownie points because it is really fucking doubtful that they wouldn't have someone checking up on us at this point, making our investigation to the effects of the plague in their neighborhood to go a little bit smoother.

>>1941164
Putting a mobster boss is dumb and our box isn't working, now is the time to bring up the demon lord invading their world and we need virgin to validate our claims

>>1941304
What about the daughter? I can't for the life of me remember her name, but she might be into it.

Also, we really should bother to learn Virgin-kun's name.

>>1941304
The box is working dumbass, it just shuts off after a certain time, did you not read that part? Besides, the mob boss is the son, and we aren't talking to him, the retired old man does his own thing now, and is still wholly irrelevant to the KNOWN INVESTIGATION WE WERE APART OF, he is a witness regardless of what he did before.

>>1941150
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>>1941164
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>>1941254
>Henrietta
>Lord Morrcock
>Charlotte

>Lottie

After going through the list of names in your head, this sounds like the most logical option. You don't really know Virgin-Kun that well, and god forbid your sex life ends up having light shed on it if Shara is here to testify as a witness. I'll go fill out those forms in a hot minute. I'm gonna bring the little girl, the guild clerk, and the old man in as witnesses.

As for Charlotte, you can't really think of any names for the girl with the fuzzy ears and big appetite that won't make fun of her chubbiness or animal qualities. You call her Lottie already sometimes anyways, right? It's not heroic or anything, but it will work for now.

"Alright Charlotte, I'll call you Lottie for short. How's that?"

"Yes! All of the day Boss!"

Ugh, thank goodness. You find dealing with her stressful. You hope one day she's able to act her age. It makes you wonder why she's so immature about this kind of stuff, but that is for another time. It's time to submit that evidence and get that paperwork out of the way. You need to start preparing for this stealth mission. Specifically Lottie over here. It's a little more than an hour afternoon. I have time to work.

How are you going to prepare the little girl for the mission, not to mention yourself?

>I should check to see if there's any shit at the bazaar that might help Charlotte be a little sneakier
>I'll just head back and wait for Virgin-Kun to meet me at the Guild-Hall and we'll start strategizing first before we do anything
>I'm gonna go myself and do some recon by myself to get a cursory look. I haven't been to the west side yet
>Write In

>>1941326

>Send Charlotte to the bazaar to find something to help her be a little sneakier

>I'll just head back and wait for Virgin-Kun to meet me at the Guild-Hall and we'll start strategizing first before we do anything

Divide and conquer.

>>1941335
seconding this, sneaky girl get sneaky, and we teach the Virgin the manly way to break open a hideout.

>>1941352
That's also a good point...can we combine these>>1941335
plan out then send our sneak thief away to prep?