>>2076089
>What's the relationship between Faust and Dante, exactly? Are they like a Persona/Shadow pair?
>What’s Sofia’s Monster

>>2076089
>How are Solomon's friends back in New York doing?
>What's the relationship between Faust and Dante, exactly? Are they like a Persona/Shadow pair?
>Why is the Witching Hour called that?

>>2076095
>>What’s Sofia’s Monster
Sofia's is Thǫkk (the giantess who refused to weep for Baldr, Loki in disguise), representing her manipulative side and desire to become useful so people will always need her and she'll never be left alone. It's kind of a malignant growth from the fact that she never felt like she was validated enough no matter what she did, and the fact that exploiting someone's need of you is a great way to manipulate them.

>>2076112
>How are Solomon's friends back in New York doing?
Francis is doing fine. He's been coping well with his friend heading out of state, but he's a naturally well-adjusted person anyways and has joined a debate club. Lilina is also fine, but a little frazzled having to deal with Irene's hand-wringing. Irene is taking it the worst and has continued to worry about her ex. Olivia, Solomon's sister, is fine, even after her instrument accident.

>Why is the Witching Hour called that?
It used to be the domain of spell-caster-like mystics known as, well, witches. Myths were seen as an extension of the with's terrifying power or as their familiar.

>What's the relationship between Faust and Dante, exactly? Are they like a Persona/Shadow pair?
>Faust: Pft. As if.
>Dante: We're closer to a shoulder angel and shoulder devil thing.
>F:Less of a 'your repressed feelings and more 'your accepted two general approaches to something.
>D: Just trying to do the right thing.
>F: The right thing is overrated.

>>Speaking of the right thing...
>How does the Siege Perilous work?
>Rank the cast members by (Most X) versus (Less Y)
>I want to know more about (Character). Got any trivia on them?
>I need a quick summary of everything that's happened since the last recap.
>What does text color indicate?
><Write-In>

>>2076214
>Rank the cast member by their power level. If there was, say, a tournament where they fight each other what would their respective rank be

>>2076214
>I need a quick summary of everything that's happened since the last recap.

NOTE: Beatrice decided to take command to of the thread, and she sure took her sweet time doing it. Attribute any grammar issues to the black eye she refused to heal.

Behold, your lady Beatrice has returned! I have studied 'greentext' and requested the Judge do so for mine. As I am not used to such messaging boards, the Judge shall scribe my statements as is appropriate for his position.

>D: Sweet Jesus, she's here!
>F: Let's just hope she doesn't do anything- IS THAT MY PORN STASH WHERE DID SHE GET THAT
>D: I told you we should never have bought those magazines. Is the Internet not enough for you?
>F: Shut up, or she'll hear us!

Now, I shall answer your lowly questions. Do not expect me to do so at any speed other than my leisure, peons- while the Judge devotes his time to you, I only devote my whimsy.

>>2076229
>Rank the cast member by their power level. If there was, say, a tournament where they fight each other what would their respective rank be
Ah! The beauty of battle! As I am a ruler over power, I consider myself the ultimate authority on combat strength. Upon consideration, I have granted each member the rank I see fit:
>S Rank: Solomon and I
Solomon, though his determination and multiple-Myth use, has the capacity to equal or surpass me in power if trained properly, this being one of the reasons why I find him so... interesting.
Virgil would tell me I take after Mother, whatever that means.
>A Rank: Bennett, Ruth
Bennett's sheer experience and the versatile nature of his Merlin makes him a potent threat, able to analyze his opponents and find their weak points with ease. Ruth is similar to Solomon, and could be moved to S Rank if she ever exploited her natural power. I need to keep an eye on her, and determine why she does not choose to become stronger.
>B+ Rank: David
David gains a position above the other lowly allies due to his special augmentation. Against any of his B-Rank allies, he is a fair match, but against higher ranks, he has the capacity to fight toe to toe against presumably stronger enemies. His technological nature leaves him vulnerable to Bennett's Merlin, however.
>B Rank: Donna, Keith, Kenneth, Sofia
As much as I am tempted to place Sofia in C Rank, all of Solomon's allies have proven their ability to fight besides him as equals- if not in power, in friendship. In particular, Donna, who was formerly quite helpless, has grown so her Cordelia is able to combat as effectively as any other. I believe she will soon gain access to the instant death powers associated with darkness and light. Against one another, Donna defeats Keith due to his vulnerability, Keith is durable enough to defeat Kenneth, Kenneth deals enough damage to defeat Sofia, and Sofia surpasses Donna due to possessing healing powers.

(Cont.)

>>2076241
>I need a quick summary of everything that's happened since the last recap.
>Session VIII - Hero Complex
After defeating Martinez's Monster using the repaired combat system, Solomon betrays my trust by flirting with women at a 'waterpark' and pimping out David to women there. I must obtain a swimsuit of my own.
>Session IX - Slippery Slope
It certainly is. I need an explanation from him as to why he spent time at Sofia's family's home. I don't care if there were other people there. Also, they spoke to the un-notable Mr. Clover, befriended Martinez, and peeked in on a meeting Bennett was at.
>Session X - Unconventional
He really needs to stop talking to Sofia the Harpy. An interesting interaction with Leroy Brown... Where have I heard that name before? More importantly, there is a conflict on the floor of Gluttony and the strange mechanical woman named Harpe appears.
>Session XI - Dinner and a Gunshow
Combat with the androids and an 'anime' convention. Nothing important happens, here, really.
>Session XII - Crunch Time
Read was injured? I will avenge your wounds! At least he was able to use the time to consider the more puzzling aspects of the situation he is in. Oh, and David was revealed to be mechanical.
>Session XIII- Unlucky Number
The group wtaches the game and converses more with Martinez, then notes that Bennett is seen near Sostrato Milani's death. The teacher claims the gangster attempted and failed to recruit him and had a heart attack of the anger. He also displays information on the Witching Hour and certain government conspiracies on hiding the Witching Hour.
>Session XIV - Expanding Reach (The Lost Episode)
A conversation with Ruth brings her and Read closer together as friends. Then, a badly-going battle with Kronos awakens latent powers within the group leader, allowing Faust and Dante to change places.
>Session XV - Newfound Power
I get my long-delayed ability to converse at length with Solomon, and enjoy his company. As much as I'm sure he adores me,
he was soon exhausted by my presence, as I'm quite energetic.

(Cont)

>>2077017
>Session XVI - Overboard
Combat with the Student Council President's Monster, and more time interacting with the group, an additional increase of friendship with Ruth.
>Session XVII - Helping Hand
More time spent between Solomon and myself. It was quite enjoyable. Any rumors that I am in fact lonely and irritable as a result are lies and libel.
>Session XVIII - Shot in the Back
My first time fighting besides the group as a whole, against a particularly durable Monster created by David that required a group effort to defeat. David's resulting promotion from Joshua to Galahad was hard-fought.

Do you have any more questions for the time being? I have other things to do, you know.

>>More questions?
>Why are you so interested in Solomon in particular?
>I think I know who your dad is.
>What do you think of the other party members?
>You've got Judge at your mercy. Make him give us some spoilers.
>You prefer Ishtar as a default Myth, but what other Myths do you use?
><Write-In>

>>2077018
>Why are you so interested in Solomon in particular?
>What do you think of the other party members?
>I think I know who your dad is. The Principal right?

>>2077018
this>>2077021

>>2077021
>>2077027
>Why are you so interested in Solomon in particular?
Is it any surprise I find myself enticed by one of the only men with the capacity to match myself in power? I mean, I don't want to have a relationship with a relative weakling. Besides, he needs my help, and he's willing to help me learn more about the outside world. I also suspect he's a better person at heart than Faust suggests.
If I had to pick another target for my affections, any of the party members would be...sufficient. But while he's a captive audience of sorts, I might as well make it enjoyable for both of us.
>What do you think of the other party members?
Sofia is a total bore, especially as she's getting in my way. For the sake of civility, I will speak no more on her.
Keith is a darling idiot. He's good for entertainment value, at least. I would judge him to be the most physically powerful of the group, even more than myself.
David's desire to be kind to everyone is a bit tainted by the fact that his programming drives him to try to kill both myself, Solomon, and several others. I cannot trust him as of now.
Donna is interesting to be around, but she seems different from most humans I've met. Like me, she seems to have less understanding of human mannerisms than most.
If you want to know more about Ruth, I'd suggest asking my brother. She's quite sweet, if a bit wishy-washy, and she's understanding of other people. I think they make a good couple.
Kenneth is quite charismatic, but his body language tells me it's mostly an act. I suspect that once he gains more confidence in himself, he will achieve great things.
Bennett is an oddity. I don't trust him. He's too secretive.
You already know my opinion on Solomon.

>I think I know who your dad is. The Principal right?
The... Principal? This title... It must signify great power. Of course, my mother always said my father was powerful, but we could not meet him until we were ready. I feel ready now. I must learn more about how I came to be.Ta-ta for now.

>F: Is... Is she gone?
>D:I think so.
>F: Thank God. Let's hope she never comes back.
>D: Well, that seems to have derailed things. Let's consider something else, and hope she doesn't decide to come back.
>F: Ooh! I have these film rolls with interesting scenes on them. Perhaps we could run through one of them?
>D: They seem to be interactive. What could be in store, I wonder?

>>The Reel of Fate is Turning:
>>What Could Have Been:
>Solomon on the Dig
>No Eloping Necessary (Aurelius Clover POV)
>Space Station Olympia
>From Crescent City With Love
>>Scenes Not Seen:
>Girls out Fishing (Sofia POV)
>Road Trip (David POV)
>Council of Vagueness (??? POV)
>Romantic Night Out (Bennett POV)

>>2077990
>Solomon on the Dig
>Girls out Fishing (Sofia POV)

>>2078017
Support

>>2078017
>>2078043
Which one did you want to do first?
>>Solomon on the Dig
>Head back to the 1980s and see Crescent City from the eyes of Solomon Read as if he were born in that era- and saw the Dig as it was done by Timothy Brown and friends.
>>Girls Out Fishing
>Sofia, Donna, and Ruth have decided to go out on a nearby lake with a cooler full of cola with the intent of catching some bass. Hilarity ensues.

>>2078096
Let's go with Sofia

>>2078138
>>Girls Out Fishing
You lift up your baseball cap to get a better look at the lake. It's too damn hot out here to be fall. You enjoy the quiet, and adjust your life vest as you see Donna with her headphones on and frown. If she was just going to listen to music, why even bring the rod? She didn't even have one of her hands on it.
At least Ruth was fishing, and watching her bobber. She looked back out to her own. No bites yet.

Leaning back, you think about all the crazy things that have happened to you recently, and wonder if life will ever get back to normal. Sure, you have Pythia now, but something makes you worry you'll be fighting Curses until you're old and grey- that doesn't seem like a very interesting life, to you.

The boat is silent as it floats along. A little bit of Donna's music bleeds from her headphones, irritating you just a bit.

>>Fishing
>(To Ruth) What are your plans for the future?
>(To Ruth) We've been out here for a while. Do you think we should pack it in?
>(To Ruth) I enjoy the quiet. Don't you?
>(To Donna) If you're not going to use your fishing pole, hand it to me.
>(To Donna) What are you listening to?
><Write-In>

>>2078218
>Our life’s pretty crazy huh? Feels kinda unreal that we’re here fishing and enjoying the quiet

>>2078240
>>Our life’s pretty crazy huh? Feels kinda unreal that we’re here fishing and enjoying the quiet
"Yeah," Ruth considered the water. "It's somewhat relieving to get away from the constant pressure and schoolwork and Witching Hour stuff." Putting her hand in, she watched ripples move off of it. "Fate isn't kind to everyone."

"Did you say something?" Donna pulled her headphones off for a second.

"Just appreciating the silence," Ruth shrugged.

"I think it's boring," Price looked out over the water listfully. "I prefer being in Crescent City. So much to do. Like right now we could be browsing a bookstore or getting ice cream or looking for street performers."

"So why'd you come out here?" Ruth asked with a slightly bitter tone. "Clearly you don't enjoy it."

"Because you guys are here, and I like being with you guys," she shrugged.

Taken aback by this, Ruth looked slightly guilty. "O-oh. Right."

This provokes a set of rolled eyes. "Don't look so guilty. You only told me what you think."She picks up her fishing rod. " Everyone deserves to be taken down a peg if they get too selfish or crap like that. If I just went along with you because I didn't have a backbone, I deserve whatever I get." The rod twitches in her hand, and she does a double-take before beginning to reel the apparent fish in. "What the hell?" she mutters.

"Steady!" Florez changed tones from guilty to excited in a heartbeat.

>>A Bite!
>Hey, you're rocking the boat!
>Can you see it? How big is it?
>Oh, so YOU get a fish?
>Watch your pole so it doesn't fall in, Ruth!
><Write-In>

>>2078407
>Watch your pole so it doesn't fall in, Ruth!

>>2078407
>>Hey, you're rocking the boat!

>>2078445
>>2078493
>Watch your pole so it doesn't fall in, Ruth!
You manage to get a hold on it before it tips out, though you're knocked somewhat off-balance.

>>Hey, you're rocking the boat!
Once the rod is secure, you grab the side of the boat and tilt to counterbalance the other girls' weight, preventing their sudden movement from sending you pitching into the water. After a few seconds of peril, the boat returns to normal balance- for a fish small enough to hold in the palm of your hand.

"Talk about anticlimax," Ruth grumbled. "This tiny little thing wasn't worth the time or excitement. It's not even three inches long."

"Heh, fishing as a metaphor for sex," Donna laughed, earning Florez's dismissive look. "Oh come on, just listen to the way you said that."

"Jokes aside," Ruth unhooked the fish and let it swim away, "It's been really hard for me to focus on schoolwork with everything that's been going on recently."

"Yeah, well, them's the breaks. You want to do supernatural adventure stuff, you put in the supernatural adventure time. Plus, you won't believe some of the crap I've found lying around in the Witching Hour." she leans back again. "I found a neon yellow lamp. Like, all of it was neon yellow and it gave off neon yellow light."

"Do you think it'll pay off?" Florez asked. "I mean, we don't know who's behind this or what their motives are. We could be in over our heads."

>>We could be in over our heads.
>We'll be fine. We're us.
>We just need to put more time in.
>If we don't do this, who will?
>Don't worry so much. It hasn't helped me.
><Write-In>

>>2078611
>Well we're in this regardless so no use worrying

>>2078618
>Well we're in this regardless, so no use worrying
"I guess."
It's small comfort to your companions, and you go back to fishing a little uneasy. However, the more you think about it, the more you're sure. With good friends like this on your side, there aren't a lot of things that can stop you.
You soon forget about the danger you've been regularly facing, and your focus turns to catching a decent-sized fish this time, the worries of Crescent City far behind you.

---
OOC: Probably taking a break here, either for a few hours or the night. Will start up with the next part when I get back.

>>Reels of Fate
>Solomon On the Dig (As scheduled)
>Continue Girls Out Fishing
>The Only Regret (Charles Clover POV)
>If Myths Could Talk (Dante POV)
>Feather Green (David POV)
>>Another question
>>Continue from where American Arcana left off
><Write-In>

>>2078800
>Continue from where American Arcana left off

>>2078800
>>Feather Green (David POV)

>>2078800
>>Continue from where American Arcana left off

>>2078862
Another time, then.

>>2078806
>>2079519
AFTER SCHOOL, Thursday October 4th (Weather: Rainy. Forecast for tomorrow: Rainy.)
You're still getting over the bruising you got from Hercules giving you the mightiest kick you've ever seen, much less been on the receiving end of. Everyone else has gathered in Bennett's office, trying to figure out how to proceed. The tone is much darker, after what happened yesterday.

"I've reported Durandal as an attempted kidnapper." Walt declares, preparing for the inevitable outburst of questioning. "It's the only way we can be sure he doesn't try to get to you while you're in the classroom."

"How could he do this? Who is he working for?" Sofia wrings her hands.

"I don't know, I didn't get to wrack his brain," Bennett growls, obviously dissatisfied with the situation himself. "Or hard drive, I guess."

Kenneth breathes in deeply, asking, "How will this affect us?"

Donna is furious. crossing her arms and glaring at the floor. "I heard they're calling in police guards and removing curfew freedom."

"What else do you want us to do?" Bennett asks angrily. "I told you, if you got caught up in this, it was going to be dangerous. I can't get them to back off by claiming that I, a computer teacher who's barely held a gun, can protect the entire student body against a former Green Beret. Even though I can, they don't know that, and I can't tell them how."

The room falls silent again, and then David asks the teacher, "Then send me."

"What? Absolutely not." Bennett shakes his head. "I know you could probably take on Durandal in a fair fight, but-"

"My Monster took on both of the other droids at once, and if I had been backed up, it could probably have taken down Kronos. After all, I am designed to kill Multi-Users. He's got to be one, or close enough."

"I said no." He looks at the phone on his desk. "I'm not disbanding this group, because I'm sure you guys will do something behind my back if I do. But I'm going to do something I should have done a long time ago." He points at you specifically. "You guys don't do anything until I get back."

"What are you going to do?" Ruth asks, obviously expecting something drastic.

"Getting backup." he states cryptically.

---

Bennett lets you out of his office after that. "I'm still mad we lost curfew freedom. This sucks."

"It was necessary," Sofia defends the teachers' decision. "As bad as it could be, it could have been a lot worse if they succeeded."

"We're still no closer to figuring out who Kronos is, though," Kenneth thinks.

>>We're still no closer to figuring out who Kronos is
>Let's not worry about that. He's got to slip up eventually.
>Enough speculation. I want to hear Walt's guess.
>'Backup', huh? What are the odds one of them is Kronos?
>Dance is next week. Let's use that to get our minds off of this.
>I think I've got a good idea as to what's going on. (Indicate your suspect for Kronos)
><Write-In>

>>2082049
>Go back to your room you need time to be alone to process all this.

>>2082049
>>Enough speculation. I want to hear Walt's guess.

>>2082049
>>'Backup', huh? What are the odds one of them is Kronos?

Rolled 3 (1d3)

>>2082065 (1)
>>2082095 (2)
>>2082107 (3)

>>2082138
>>'Backup', huh? What are the odds one of them is Kronos?

"Not too awful, actually," David grumbles. "I was fooled by someone who pretended to be Walt's fiancee, but that Walt confirmed to not be her. Whoever it was has met her at least once, so that they could copy her voice and basic mannerisms. Or knows me well enough for them to copy my image of her."

"Not good either way," Keith rolls his shoulder. "Look, I want to relax a bit and hope Durandal and that other bitch don't shoot me in the head as I sleep. If you're going to murmur about who's doing what, then do it on your own time. No offense. Besides, since it's raining, I haven't got to exercise for the day. I want to shoot some hoops." He walks off with hands in his pockets, but soon runs into someone.

"Good afternoon."

"Oh no, no fucking way." Allan stumbles back in shock and raises his fists. "How did you get here?"

Beatrice gives your group one of her charming yet sinister grins. "A little birdie whispered in my ear. It turns out I have a home here as well." She turns around to display her school uniform. "Doesn't it look wonderful on me?"

"What? Since when?" Sofia steps up to support Keith. "You just popped in here all of a sudden and forced someone to give you a uniform?"

"Forced? No. Unless you mean by familial obligations." She places a hand on her chest. "My name, it appears, is Beatrice Brown."

Donna is the first to respond. "Welp, I've seen everything," she walks past. "I'm just gonna play video games until the existential dread kills me."

"As in Leroy Brown?" Sofia nearly yells, her hatred for the Milani overwhelming her reasoning for a few seconds.

"Just gives me a reason to kick your ass," Keith mutters.

"Please, everyone calm down," Ruth shakes her head. "Could you please explain, Beatrice?"

"Well, your Principal, ruler of your domain, is my father. Which makes me... a Princess of sorts? A Princessapal?" Beatrice giggles.

"He's the principal of the school, not the ruler of the nation." Kenneth seems exasperated. "You know what, I'm just gonna start up that pickup game, Keith."

"No, I'm going with you. I'm not dealing with this," Allan goes with him to the gym, leaving you, David, and Ruth with Sofia and Beatrice.

"Well, I am!" Sofia steps up to the otherworldly woman. "Even if you are his daughter, you can't just barge in here and act like you own the place!"

"My, my. Territorial, aren't we?" your legal council hisses. David seems unable to process the situation, like his programming just froze up.

>>And now this is happening.
>David, do you like playing basketball? We should go join Keith and Kenneth.
>Ladies, I know I'm wonderful, but now's no time for a spat.
>Well, at least we know who's to blame when the school casualty rate increases.
>Ruth, maybe you should decide this. As a neutral party, of course.
>(Throw David to the she-wolves and run)
><Write-In>

>>2082310
>Take David and sneak out while they're staring down each other you had to deal with too many shit today and this will not be another one you have to deal with

>>2082310
>>(Throw David to the she-wolves and run)
It was nice knowing you David. Rest in peace, your sacrifice will be remembered!

Rolled 2 (1d2)

No tiebreaker, so once again
>>2082376 (1)
>>2082412 (2)

>>2082433
>(Throw David to the she-wolves and run)
As you put distance between yourself and the resulting situation as David falls face-first into Beatrice, you get the feeling you've somehow betrayed your principles. Maybe David will forgive you later. If he survives.

---

You're back in your room, and hoping that no-one decides to disturb you. Now's the time to consider things. And with Beatrice overstaying her welcome, you decide to pile your bookshelf and a few more heavy things in front of the door before feeling free to relax and unwind. So much has been going on that you just can't keep up with it. You hope things will eventually ease off.

>>Your Room
>Browse Anonymouse
>Play Starcraft to blow off steam
>Consider the things that have happened in the Witching Hour and who could be behind them
>Enter Dante's Study/Faust's Laboratory
>Consider Current Equipment
>Head out to talk to someone else
><Write-In>

>>2082474
>Play Starcraft to blow off steam
They finally released the remaster of the original game

>>2082474
>Play Starcraft to blow off steam
>Try to research online. Does Principal Brown really have a daughter named Beatrice? Or a son named Virgil?

>>2082474
>>Play Starcraft to blow off steam

>>2082484
>>2082491
>>2082504
You focus on outplaying some people online. You go up against strong opponents, so it mostly comes down to skill rather than strategy.
Your Proficiency has increased! (+3: 0/15 ->2/15!!))
One person manages to get the better of you, and you curse, but ultimately let it go. After all, losing one game out of three isn't that bad. You're also able to relax, and when your phone buzzes, you're surprised to see a message from David.
>DAVID: I think I get what you mean by 'two women' now.
You hope that's for the best, and go back to playing a bit longer.

>Try to research online. Does Principal Brown really have a daughter named Beatrice? Or a son named Virgil?
There isn't any history on those two specifically, but Principal Brown has been noted to have spent time with an alarmingly pretty woman in the past. Though all photos are low-quality or grainy, she seems to share a lot of features with the two you met in the Witching Hour- namely, her strange style of dress and behavior. Could this be their mother? The only name associated with her is 'Mary'.

You eventually go to sleep to the sound of pattering rain.

---

A knock at the door wakes you up not long after.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xNGQ7BL0BGI
Whoever it is, the door seems to be slightly muffling their requests for entry. Oh God, not this. Not now. You also notice you have some messages on your phone, as it's not yet midnight, but they can wait... right?

>>Sudden Awakening
>Not dealing with this. Go back to sleep.
>Answer the door and hope it's nothing serious
>Check the texts. Maybe they can shed light on the situation.
>Climb out the window and make a run for it.
>Prepare your weapons. Whoever did this has done it for the last time.
><Write-In>

>>2082634
>>Answer the door
>Prepare your weapons. Whoever did this has done it for the last time.

>>2082634
>Prepare your weapons. Whoever did this has done it for the last time.
>Slowly open the door while positioning yourself so you're behind the door when it opens

>>2082634
>>Check the texts. Maybe they can shed light on the situation.
Check the messages first, then >>2082648

>>2082648
>>2082677
>>2082688
>Prepare your weapons. Whoever did this has done it for the last time.
You carefully push aside some of the stuff blocking the door after putting on your armor, holstering your firearm, and preparing the Ultra Greatsword.

>Answer the door
>Slowly open the door while positioning yourself so you're behind the door when it opens
When you do this, something occurs to you. They haven't kept on trying to enter after you moved everything away. They're just waiting. Holding the doorknob so that you're prepared for someone trying to enter, you look though the peephole and see David.
Wait, what the Hell?

>Check the texts. Maybe they can shed light on the situation.
>DAVID: Sorry to intrude but Beatrice kicked me out of my room.
>DAVID: She insisted on taking a tour of the school, and at the end of it, decided my room was better than her recently-prepared room and locked the door on me.
>DAVID: Given you got me into this situation in the first place, I figured you could help me out, Boss.
He has a point.

When you let him in, he looks at you with a gaze that demonstrates extreme mental exhaustion.
"Sorry. I just need somewhere to stay overnight. I don't really need a bed like you do, just to make sure that nobody finds me while they're walking around during the night."

He simply sits down on the floor, leaning on one of the walls. "Does she act like this all the time?"

>>Fish and Visitors
>Yeah, sorta.
>Stay here. I'll deal with her.
>Let's see how she likes it when her dad rules against her.
>So how do you sleep, exactly?
>Screw it, I didn't need to sleep anyways.
><Write-In>

>>2082829
>Go use my bed
>I'll deal with this in the morning

>>2082829
>Sorry about that by the way. That wasn't my proudest moment... I definitely owe you for this.

>>2082844
>Go use my bed
>I'll deal with this in the morning
"Uh, sure. Like I said, I don't really need a bed like you do, but I appreciate the gesture."
You camp out on the floor and try to get to sleep. The rain helps, if only a little.
>>2082879
>Sorry about that by the way. That wasn't my proudest moment... I definitely owe you for this.
"Don't worry about it too much. After all, she was the one that really caused it, not you." He soon falls asleep, completely undeterred by the sudden inconvenience caused by the visitor. You wonder if he's too nice for his own good, then drift off yourself.

---

The next day, your back pain is soothed by the news that Beatrice's little stunt got her proverbial ear chewed off by the Principal, who ordered her to apologize to you and David. Apparently not used to getting her way, she attempted to throw a temper tantrum of sorts before being shut down. You weren't present for it, but gained a newfound, if limited, respect for the Principal.

"I apologize for taking advantage of your goodwill as hosts," she grumbles to your group with a blush.

"If you truly mean it, I accept it," David nods. "Just don't do that again. Please."

"Very well. If you have need of me, I have a room in the women's wing." She walks off in a huff, obviously still embarrassed.

"All's well that ends well," your android friend takes that as the end of this. "At least she learned her lesson."

>>All's well that ends well
>I doubt that, but I'm too tired to argue. Too much has been going on.
>Wait a minute, Beatrice. I need to talk to you about something.
>Huh. Thought you would be angrier, David.
>Yeah, no. She doesn't get off that easy.
><Write-In>

>>2083018
(Probably going to be the last post for the night.)

>>2083018
>You like ice cream? Let's get some my treat. Let's just forget the crazy stuff that's been happening as of late

>>2083018
>>I doubt that, but I'm too tired to argue. Too much has been going on.

>>2083924
>I doubt that, but I'm too tired to argue. Too much has been going on.
"I always like to think the best of people."

>>2083033
>You like ice cream? Let's get some my treat. Let's just forget the crazy stuff that's been happening as of late
"Well, I guess it couldn't hurt." He follows along with you and the two of you decide to get some ice cream.

---
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IsMeavnp2rs

Of course, he gets vanilla.
"The classics are always my favorite," he admits. "So much crazy stuff going on is right. You must be feeling the worst pressure of it because you're our leader." He thinks about the situation and looks out over the cloudy horizon. The streets are still damp from the rain and the varied sprinkling that's been going on for the day. "How do you deal with it? I mean, it must be exhausting."

>>How do you deal with it?
>I have you guys to help, obviously.
>Everyone has problems. I just put things into context.
>Seems to me you've got more on your plate than I do. How do YOU work with it?
>I don't give it a lot of thought. Worrying never helps.
>More importantly, Durandal turned on us. He was your trainer. What do you know about him?
><Write-In>

>>2085640
>How do I deal with it? *point to the ice cream*
>Seems to me you've got more on your plate than I do. How do YOU work with it?

>>2085640
>I have you guys to help, obviously.
>Seems to me you've got more on your plate than I do. How do YOU work with it?

>>2085649
>How do I deal with it? *point to the ice cream*
He almost seems to think you're joking, and prevents himself from rolling his eyes.
>>2085682
>I have you guys to help, obviously.
This seems to fill the younger boy with strength, as if he enjoys being someone that can support others.

>Seems to me you've got more on your plate than I do. How do YOU work with it?
"Well, personally, I think about what's at stake. I think about everyone that's depending on us, and all that they've sacrificed to get us this far. My mother and father- my siblings, like Walt. People like you. I can't let myself fail while they need me fight beside them, or for them." Evelake clenches his fist. "I just can't find it within myself to surrender after thinking about everyone that depends on me. All the people that I've leaned on."

Then he becomes more somber. "In his story, Galahad received a special boon from God after achieving the Holy Grail. He was given the choice of his time of death. I always wonder why he didn't return to Camelot, when they were in their hour of need. He must have known. If anyone could have saved King Arthur, he could have." David chuckles. "Of course, the real reason is that Galahad was added to the Arthur mythos really late, as the latest in a line of even-better-than-the-last knights. But still, it raises questions. Some sources suggest that Camelot was doomed due to its own corruption and Galahad was right to abandon it. I don't understand how he could abandon his friends and his father like that."

He picks up another spoonful of ice cream and considers it. "Ah, I'm overthinking things."
Something about this is still bothering him.

>>Galahad's Boon
>You're not Galahad, David. Don't let his story worry you.
>Sad to say, you can't save everyone. You just need to do the best you can.
>To be honest, a lot of the knights of Camelots were jerks. Good riddance, in my opinion.
>You seem really concerned about what other people think of you. What do you think of yourself?
>Should have invited other people for the ice cream. Like some of the girls.
><Write-In>

>>2085832
>We'll you're not Galahad you can't know why he did it nor can his decision affect yours.
>You're David Everlake and your choice are entirely yours to make don't let anyone tell you otherwise

>>2085832
>You're not Galahad, David. Don't let his story worry you.

>>2085849
>We'll you're not Galahad you can't know why he did it nor can his decision affect yours.
>You're David Everlake and your choice are entirely yours to make don't let anyone tell you otherwise
>>2085889
>You're not Galahad, David. Don't let his story worry you.

Evelake breathes in and nods. "Yeah. It's just... You've got to have something to live up to, right? I'm not the sort of person who can live aimlessly. A role model is necessary for someone like me, and that means grappling with the difficult questions they've had to deal with. Training for the conscience, as it were. So that when I have to face a difficult question in the same vein, I have some idea of what to do. Ultimately, it's still my decision to make, but... You know what I mean."

David still seems somewhat uneasy, but his self-confidence seems to have been bolstered by your support. He seems to be more focused now.

((Your bond with the Innocent increased to Rank 4!)
Gained Gift of the Grail: While David is in the party, allies regenerate health over time.)

"Enough worrying about me." He shakes it off. "I'll always be here when you all need me. So... how about a less serious topic?"

---

You spend some more time talking with David about common subjects. However, there are several important events coming up, such as the homecoming game, which you'll need to be in top shape for. Now might be a good time for some last-minute training and weight-lifting- and the best teacher for this besides your actual coach is probably Keith. And then there's the eventual play. But before the play is the dance, and you really hope Beatrice doesn't decide to go overboard there. She's overstayed her welcome as it is.

This weekend and the week ahead will be a trial as well, though less in terms of combat. Hopefully.

>>Weekend (10/5/2018->10/7/2018)
>Focus on physical training for the game with Keith and Kenneth
>Work on the play with Ruth and Donna
>Try to figure out how to get out of the Homecoming Dance intact
>Get to the bottom of what's going on in the Witching Hour while you have free time
>Relax by getting to know another member of the group better (Write-In)
><Write-In>

>>2085983
>>Try to figure out how to get out of the Homecoming Dance intact
This could have some serious implication on the party cohesion

>>2085983
>Try to figure out how to get out of the Homecoming Dance intact

Probably the last post of the night
>>2085986
>>2085995
>Try to figure out how to get out of the Homecoming Dance intact
Well, this is a fantastic situation you've managed to get yourself in. The most obvious problem is that there's no way to get out of this without pissing off Beatrice. If you go with her, she'll take this as a precedent which will probably lead to a lot of pain down the road. On the other hand, you could have all that down-the-road pain now. Sofia also seems to be pretty protective of you, which is admittedly a nice feeling, except that she's no match for the legal counsel's pure power.

However, there is good news. The Principal is the one person Beatrice respects and/or fears enough to take his word at law. So all you have to do is keep everything within his line of sight and there's nothing the hormone-crazed dynamo can do about it. Still probably easier said than done, but it's something.

You could have asked David to go with her in your place, but after all the crap you've put him through in recent times, you don't have the heart to do it. The next obvious answer is to go stag and pretend like that's not a big deal. Maybe Beatrice just doesn't know enough about human customs enough to challenge your decision on it. You hope.

Probably the most high-risk, high-reward option is to deliberately go with Sofia or someone else, such as one of the chicks you got the number of at the waterpark. Sure, it might be suicidal, but if you form a strong enough front, she might take you seriously and back down. Of course, that would start the precedent that you and Sofia are an item... It's just one big headache. High school drama is painful.

>>This Fucking Dance
>Just go stag, head in with the other stag guys to increase safety.
>Talk to the Principal about your worries involving his daughter
>Bite the bullet and go with Beatrice
>Go with another girl (Write-In)
><Write-In>

>>2086069
>Just go stag, head in with the other stag guys to increase safety.
>Sneak out and play basketball or something dancing sucks anyway

>>2086069
>>Go with another girl (Sofia)

>>2086069
>>Bite the bullet and go with Beatrice

>>2086069
>Go with another girl (Sofia)

>>2086069
From this>>2087468
to this.>>2086071

>>2086071
>>2086818
>>2086853
>>2087468
>>2087658
The plot thickens. Right now I'm with family for the holidays, so I'll post on Twitter when I'm next able to follow up, hopefully tomorrow or Wednesday night. Depending on how that turns out, I may make a new thread.
Right now, the group is tending towards going stag/sitting out the dance. We'll come back with the homecoming game and anyone that has a crisis of conscience can switch sides after/during that. Unless that happens, I'm considering this the final results.

The homecoming game. You're backup pitcher for when the captain gets tired. The Bertrain Eagles are your opponents, selected for the football team to blow out and look good for the yearbook- their football team is new and undermanned, so they're gonna get run over. Unfortunately, these guys DON'T have an understaffed baseball team, and they mean business. You're gonna have to pull together everything you've got to beat them. The coach gives you the standard pep talk and you break, heading to the dugout.

---
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mFMluLWX0vo
---

You guys are behind 2-1, with two innings to go. Olympia goes last, though so there's always the come-from-behind opportunity. Walker signals to the coach that he's getting tired, and Moore calls a time-out. "Time to show up, Read," your coach slaps you on the back encouragingly. Walker's gotten you an out in this inning, so you need to get two more. However, when the Eagles' coach sees you brought in, he pulls a pinch hitter in. Apparently, he's prepared for your change-out. You feel honored.

This guy is big, but not huge like Keith. He also didn't show up on the films you guys watched on the opposing team. You recognize his name, though- he's a player on their team. Some sort of black-horse batter? Nobody's on base, so you've got that going for you.

>>Black-Horse Batter (Roll 2d10+3 (Courage) with your choice)
>Pitch like you always do. You doubt they studied two pitchers.
>They'll be expecting you to change up your strategy. Pitch just like Walker does.
>Feel him out. You don't have anything to go on, don't risk it.
>Change it up. If they're going to change the rules last minute, so will you.
><Write-In>

Rolled 10, 6 + 3 = 19 (2d10 + 3)

>>2090285
>Pitch like you always do. You doubt they studied two pitchers.

Rolled 9, 2 + 3 = 14 (2d10 + 3)

>>2090285
>Pitch like you always do. You doubt they studied two pitchers.

>>2090306
>>2090340
>Pitch like you always do. You doubt they studied two pitchers.
As the batter swings, you get the feeling you were right. He's just here to try and get the best result off of the replacement pitcher, and he doesn't actually know how you pitch.
A strike.
The next pitch, he hits the ball, and your heart jumps into your throat. However, you regain your nerves when the hit turns into a foul ball. An outfielder tosses it back to you, and you regain your focus. You notice that your friends that aren't playing on the team have showed up to watch. David gives you a thumbs up, and Beatrice and Sofia sit next to each other in quiet. Seems they've made up, or at least resolved to tolerate each other.
Snapping back to your senses, you pitch a third time. Ball.
The fourth time, the ball barely slips in your hand, the change so small you notice it too late. You immediately tense up, preparing for him to drive it straight to you.
>(10, 6) + 3 = 19 (SUCCESS)

Incredibly, it seems like that also worked in your favor, as he read your pitch a little too slowly and expected the ball at a different position. You're sure a correct pitch would have worked, but the slip made the difference even larger.

With the first man out, you move on and pitch to the next one, who sends up a pop fly that's easily caught by midfield. Two outs.

---

You're on third base. One out, men on first and third (you). Last inning, last shot. Still down 2-1. Martinez is up. He's nervous- really nervous. The coach is sending you a half-hearted signal to steal home, raising two fingers but it seems like every time he holds it up he immediately lowers it. You're starting to get frustrated wondering what's up. Everyone's on edge. As the pitcher winds up, you're gonna need to make a decision, whether Coach Moore does or not.

>>Stealing Home? (Roll 2d10+3 (Courage) with your choice)
>Trust Martinez to give you your opportunity to run. He's a good batter.
>Go for it. The coach obviously wants you to.
>Wait for a true decision.
><Write-In>

Rolled 10, 5 + 3 = 18 (2d10 + 3)

>>2090459
>Trust Martinez to give you your opportunity to run. He's a good batter.

Rolled 7, 4 + 3 = 14 (2d10 + 3)

>>2090459
>Trust Martinez

>>2090472
>>2090481
>Trust Martinez to give you your opportunity to run. He's a good batter.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QOEzemAj6q8

You relax and focus on preparing to run when Martinez goes. Kenneth steels his own nerves, and steps up to bat. Something happens on the defensive side, however. Everyone is still expecting one of you to run. Since you're relaxing, the focus changes to first base. So when first base dashes right after the pitcher moves through his release, the bleachers go bonkers. One second of split attention from the pitcher costs him a lot, as Martinez spots the moment of weakness and puts his back into the swing.

>(10, 5) + 3 = 18 (SUCCESS)

The ball flies into the backfield and you almost think it's going to be an out, but the outfielder moved up just a bit before the pitch, and it cost him the catch. The ball rolls, but you're crossing home base before you can really process what happened. First base heads to third, and you feel like it's going to go into overtime. But no, he barely makes it, as Kenneth keeps safe on first.

Moore has some choice words for the other runner, beginning with an audible-from-the-benches "Jesus CHRIST Rick, what the HELL were you thinking?" but after his grumbling tirade, he sends Keith up to bat. You relax as a double to left field clinches the game for you.

---

You, Keith, and Kenneth shake hands with the Eagles after the game and then relax. "Sorry, but we're not going out because of the curfew rule change," Coach Moore apologizes. "Only a temporary thing. I'll order pizza or something to make it up to you guys." He also gives the guys a concerned glare. "Good job out there, but please. Make good decisions during the dance- and after it. Now's no time to screw everything up."

Martinez waits for most of the team to disperse before taking you and Keith aside. "I'm not going to the dance- there's a party this weekend I'm planning on sneaking out to instead. I'm sure we'll be done in time for midnight curfew. You were planning on playing basketball, right? This'll be better than that, I'm sure."

"Sorry," Allan shrugs in apology. "I've got a date."

>>Party?
>No thanks. If I wanted to party with a crowd, I'd go to the dance.
>There's not gonna be any booze or drugs there, is there? You heard what Coach said.
>I'll tag along, if you're SURE we'll get back in time.
>Hold up. Get real, you do not have a date, Keith.
><Write-In>

>>2090601
>No thanks. If I wanted to party with a crowd, I'd go to the dance.
After that when no one is in earshot
> A date Keith? You for real?

>>2090627
>No thanks. If I wanted to party with a crowd, I'd go to the dance.
"Suit yourself. I've gotta leg it, so I won't be able to stick around." He stops, before turning back and saying, "Good job out there," with a warm smile.
(You feel your relationship with the Hero will improve soon.)
>A date Keith? You for real?
He gives you a glowering look for suspecting him, and mutters, "Yeah, really. It's sort of..." Allan coughs. "Some secret admirer crap. I'm not really sure it's not some sort of joke, but if it is, I'm planning on beating the hell out of whoever decided to stand me up." He stops and mentions, "I'm going to meet her at the gym we work at later tonight. Apparently she found out what my locker number is. And in case I'm getting catfished, I'm bringing my gloves."

Before you meet up with the rest of the group, he adds, "I want you to come along, if that's okay. I'm honestly suspecting that this is a trap after everything else that's been going on."

Sofia is the first to speak. "You both did well." She hands you each a standard-sized sports drink. "I didn't know what type of flavor you guys liked, so I just picked the first that was there."

"It was illuminating to see how many forms of ritual combat humans are capable of," Beatrice smiles.

"Baseball is not a form of ritual combat," Donna grumbles, shivering. "Also, it's too cold out here."

"Is that really true, though?" David considers. "The combat thing, not the temperature. I think it's approximately 61 degrees Fahrenheit, not accounting for wind chill."

"Thanks," Keith takes the drink. "Well, I was planning on picking something up from my gym locker tonight, before it gets too late."

"You shouldn't go alone, given what's been going on," Sofia warns him.

"Yeah, I already thought of that," he looks at you meaningfully.

>>Keith's Blind Date(?)
>I'll be going with him. We'll be fine.
>He's tough, he can go alone.
>David, I've got a favor to ask of you...
>Donna, why don't you go with him?
><>

>>2090732
>I'll be going with him. We'll be fine.

>>2090732
>>I'll be going with him. We'll be fine.

>>2090742
>>2090831
>I'll be going with him. We'll be fine.

Carrollo is still uncertain. "If you're sure."

"Nothing to fear," Evelake assures her. "Not with both of them."

"Yeah, I've got to go too," Donna says, shivering as she walks away from the rest of the group.

---

You find your way to Bill's Weights and Boxing, and find only a few men there at this hour. Keith makes his way to his locker and begins to wait, buying himself and you a drink while he does so. After about ten minutes after the time they were supposed to meet, a frown slowly begins to form on his face, and he sighs.

Suddenly, the door opens, and a very short woman wearing a hood looks around before revealing her face. You can't believe it when you see her, and suspect it's a mistake at first. Keith's disappointment slowly turns to outrage. "You know, I really should have expected you. What was I thinking otherwise?" He rolls his eyes and almost walks past her, but she grabs his arm.

"Please, wait. Keith, it's not what you think."

"Then what is it?" Allan's voice cracks as he struggles to remain calm. "You set this up as a joke, and now you show up feeling guilty about it."

"I... Just... I wanted..." The girl turns crimson and holds up her hands in defense. Tears slowly begin to run down her face.

"I can't believe you. Don't ever talk to me again, you BITCH!" He shakes her off and storms into the night, attracting the attention of the gym for a few seconds before they go back to their workouts.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V-sr-dZE9qE

Donna Price stands in front of you, sobbing into her sleeves. "I... I meant it... Keith, come back..."

>>...
>Oh God, you really did mean it, didn't you?
>Stay here.
>I hate to be that guy, but what were you expecting?
>(Leave with Keith)
><Write-In>

>>2090834
>Stay here.

>>2090834
>Oh God, you really did mean it, didn't you?
>I hate to be that guy, but what were you expecting?

>>2090848
>Oh God, you really did mean it, didn't you?
Donna nods.
>I hate to be that guy, but what were you expecting?
She looks away with a face of complete guilt. You can't find it within yourself to hate her, but you can see why Keith can. You have to do something. It's your job as group leader.

>>2090838
>Stay here.
She barely registers your statement, and sits down on a nearby bench as you walk out to talk to Keith.

---

Allan alarms you by putting a visible dent in the plastic exterior of the vending machine, having punched it with all of his might. The sound is like a thunderclap at point blank. He's crying, and his whole body is shaking with pure rage. It's clear he wants nothing better to go back inside and tear Donna apart, but his conscience is preventing him from hurting her.

He clenches his fist again. "I suppose you want to explain this, too. Come up with some reason why I shouldn't kick her ass until... until she regrets it." His eyes bloodshot with tears, he looks at you with deadly seriousness. "Okay. Let's hear it, smart guy. Explain it to me. Make me fucking feel better!"

(You feel the chain connecting Keith's heart to the rest of your group tighten near to breaking point. If you don't choose your words carefully, the results could be permanent.)

>>Make me feel better!
>You know I can't do that. Only you can.
>Do you really think Donna would lie to you?
>Who is is you're really angry at?
>You want to punch someone, right? Give me your best shot.
>I can kick her ass for you if you want. Or get Beatrice to.
><Write-In>

>>2090888
>You know I can't do that. Only you can.
>After all we’ve been through. Do you really think Donna would lie to you?
>I can’t tell you what to do nor make you feel better
>But you of all people should know what it feels like not to be given a chance
>Wait with Donna Keith needs time to process this

>>2090903
Add
>We’ll be waiting on you

>>2090903
>>2090933
After a few seconds of considering your statements, Keith simply looks at the ground. All of his energy seems to have been drained from him by the baseball game and now this. "Solomon, just... Go away for a bit, would you? I'll talk to you again when I'm ready. Donna was crying too, talk to her."

You're filled with a feeling of great dread. Was there anything more you could do? Have you said something wrong? You don't have any of those answers as you open the door and Donna runs past you. She runs into Keith and throws her arms around him, which barely shifts him given their weight difference. She seems to be muttering something you can barely make out.

Immediately moving to stop them from fighting, you realize that Keith is dully embracing Price as well, closing his eyes. He lets out a deep breath. You're confused and at a loss towards what to do. Reading the mood but coming up empty, you eventually feel like you should leave them alone.

---

It's the day of the dance. You hope Keith and Donna have resolved their fight. Neither of them has texted you. Pacing in your room to work off your tension, your worrying is cut off by someone at the door.

"Greetings!" Beatrice calls out. "You will be attending the dance with me, I assume. This seems like a better option than playing basketball. After all, you will be alone, or with relative strangers. I wish to get to know you better. If you are not willing to guide me through this human ritual, I will acquire David's services."
David will survive. The question is whether your conscience will. She really doesn't give up, does she?

>>Beatrice interrupting moody time
>Pretend you're not here
>"Sorry, I've dealt with a lot recently. I wouldn't be a good guide for you."
>"There's a party one of my other friends is going to..." (point her in Kenneth's direction)
>"I'll go with you. You don't need to involve David in this."
><Write-In>

>>2091004
>Hey can you just sit here for a sec I just need someone to talk to right now.

>>2091004
>Pretend you're not here

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>2091016 (1)
>>2091018 (2)

>>2091016
>>2091018
Beatrice is in a long red slinky dress and raises an eyebrow when she sees you in your casual clothes. "I don't understand." Brown is frowning when you let her in. "Why are you so resolved not to participate in the homecoming dance? Isn't personal intimacy a critical component of the human experience? Even if not physically, you must desire the company of another. Even the two adversarial companions have been brought together by shared affection."

When you ask her to explain, she giggles. "Isn't it obvious? The unlikely couple of Allan and Donna." Beatrice taps her chin. "I understand humans often portmanteau names of romantic partners they support. So that would be... Donnallan? Allanna? They have not engaged in physical intimacy, to my knowledge, but they seem to be currently romantic partners, or at least dance partners."

Strength rushes back into your body as you realize your support has helped the two reconcile their differences and connect with each other. Suddenly, the tightness in your chest dissipates... and changes.

Thou hast reforged a bond with the power of the common man.
The Orphan returns to your side.
Families serve to both support and restrain...
...This is also a part of you.
Thou hast reforged a bond with the power to see the truth.
The Sage returns to your side.
Facts serve to both enlighten and dehumanize...
...This is also a part of you.

As you're filled with elation, Beatrice takes this advantage to push you onto your bed and lean over you. "While I share your joy in seeing your friends gain happiness... I'm certain you would prefer living in a non-vicarious fashion."
You stumble to make excuses and push the increasingly predatory girl off of you...

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That'll be the last post of the thread. If you have any questions, now would be the time to field them.