>>2532629
Oh shit
I thought you died

Finally! There is no excuse for jerking us along like that.

Wait what? We are playing as Chris?!!

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>>2532629
Here's the pastebin for episode 0's character sheets. Read it over, it might save your life.
https://pastebin.com/K6suCULm

>>2532653
Nah man, I can't die without finishing this shit. Though, check twitter if you're that concerned about me.

>>2532663
Lost my job, so had to rearrange some shit in my life. But everything is more or less back to normal.

>>2532713
Yeah, and to further clarify, this is Chris's second hunt.

>>2532749
huh, so like a prologue episode

>>2532663
He did make an announcement on his twitter, so really it's our fault for not checking.

>>2532749
>Lost my job, so had to rearrange some shit in my life. But everything is more or less back to normal.
And that got in the way of your questing? Come on.

>>2532749
>All these high school students and teachers....

Was there a shooting in Chris's school or something!!

>>2532749
>>2532629

Oh shit, we are fucking Chris!?

>>2532792
It's kinda a nice way to test a new dice system i have to admit.

>>2532629
>Averaging rolls
Please no. This ALWAYS ends up shitty.
The previous dice system worked perfectly for gantz.

>>2532822
That's why he's doing this test run. Just relax anon and let's see how things roll.

>>2532827
It's unnecessary. I've seen it done before and it's 100% always lackluster and feels terrible.
There's a particularly small chance that you'll do really badly or really well on the average. Which means it leans towards mediocrity constantly. There's none of the hype for a clutch roll like 3, 2, 18 because in the end that just becomes a little under 8. And if you get a roll like 19, 15, 2...that's just 12, still really mediocre compared to what could have been with the 19.
Averaging the rolls just results in mediocrity, 90% of the time.

>>2532857
Well i have never seen before. So i will try if in the end it's shit we cna just ask to return to the normal dice system.

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>>2532629

The thrashing stereo in your room served as a backdrop to that evening's fun. The speakers thrumming with the sounds of war and System of Down as you continued to increase your kill-streak. It was only ever so interrupted by the shouts of rage and the occasional screaming kid. Your dad had bought you ever single Call of Duty in the last seven years, but the community and the games never really seemed to change all that much. So was a Sunday evening for Chris Bowery, age 16, or it was now considering that you were booted out of ST. Albans Private school.

Caught up in a violent stint with some rich bitch named Kyle. You hated his kind the most, the kind of shit that thought they could do anything they wanted just because their dad was an executive in bank. Never liked the guy, but man did he cross the line when you started macking on your girl Kira that week. True, you weren't going out yet but you weren't gonna let some silver spoon shit get the drop on her first. So, you beat his ass, and then the teacher that tried to stop you from sending him to the hospital. Took the 2 juvie officers to get you down on the ground after it stopped. Fuck St. Albans though, you didn't need their dumb asses though.

You were currently the MVP on your team, and on a 12/3 KD for your efforts. Though, your team wasn't really fond of your words of 'encouragement'. You figured that their dumb asses wouldn't really learn unless you beat it into them that they sucked. Didn't really matter either way though, the round was coming to close. This shit always ended too damn quickly. A knock on your door brings your mind out of your state of violent immersion however.

"Yo Chris, dinner's ready," Dante spoke, or shouted over the din of your room, "You coming down or do you want me to leave it by your door?"

Your voice is about to give an answer, until you notice a faint glow of buish-green coming from your window.

'Picked the worst, FUCKING time you faggot ass ball.'

That laser shit was pretty cool the first time it happened, but right now, it was legitimately annoying. Of course, that was after you died, so you guess it was probably the second time it happened that you remember seeing it. Whatever the case, it was annoying, and that was that. You threw your controller away and quickly made for the suit under your bed, along with that big gun you took from your first encounter.

"Leave it!" you shout, as the laser makes it way down your head, "I'll be up all night! Thanks br-"

Your voice is cut off as the laser reaches your mouth and the rest of your body is subsequently whisked away.

<Continued>

>>2532822
That's why it's a test. Let us try out this system first and decide at the end of the episode.

Also maybe this is just to show how mediocre Chris group actualy was.

>>2532857
But a 19 in BO3 isn't even that much better than a 12 in average.

>>2532904
12 is barely above the "dead average" result of 10 on a d20, while 19 is as close as you can get to a perfect roll without actually getting a crit.

>>2532904
Why don't we roll the dice and see what happens? Also who is your bet on who is the leader in Chris group?

>>2532921
Yeah, but the chances of rolling a 12 average is harder than rolling a 12 in BO3, so it's worth more.

>>2532923
Most likely Joshua, skilled with the gun and has the analytical mind.

Also i just noticed that Linda (the teacher) has the same level of trust that Paula has with us, with Haley (another student).

Hopefuly Haley is a girl...

>>2532937
Yeah Joshau seem to have the social skill (with him being a guidance counselour)

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>>2532885

Your eyes quickly adjust to the familiar sight of that weird apartment as the rest of the head is teleported there. You looked around regardless, just to see if what Joshua had said the previous night had been true. The light overhead, the wooden floor, the sliding doors leading to the nighttime view of DC, and that weird as fuck black ball sitting motionless in the back.

'Yup, it's that room.'

The only thing missing now was the team. Or at least, that's what Joshua wanted to call everyone that followed his rules. He was such a bossy ass, but even you had to admit he was an effective killer with those guns of his. Not as baddass as Oscar, that motherfucker could kill monsters with his bare hands, but effective nonetheless.

'Well...first time being first. Unless they all died again.'

You thought on that for a second, and how ungodly anti-climatic that shit would be. Ever since you got into that car accident on your way out of school a week or so back, things had only gotten weird but...very interesting. Between the aliens, crazy weapons, and Gantz itself, the whole death game shit was kind of a breath of fresh air from the confines of your normal life. Before, violence was something you didn't mind, but something about the atmosphere here made it seem all the more fun.

Perhaps it was how actions like killing were not only allowed, but outright encouraged. Not like you were killing people. Those fucking aliens deserved it, or that was the idea with Gantz giving you and the others points for their asses. To think it would all come to an end if you died again, and not even in the game itself. Now THAT, was some bullshit.

'Well...first one in, so...'

>Put on your suit
>Practice a bit more with your X-Rifle
>Wait for the others
>Write In

>>2532937
A 19 non-averaged is still going to be worth more than a 12 averaged.

>>2532970
>Practice a bit more with your X-Rifle

>>2532970
>>Put on your suit

>>2532973
You'll also average a 12 more often than you roll a 19.

>>2532970
>Put on your suit

>>2532970
>Put on your suit

>>2532970
>Put on your suit

>>2532981
>>2532986
>>2532996
>>2533008
4 for getting your suit on. Writing.

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>>2532981
>>2532986

You head out to the hallway to put your suit on, carrying that big gun along with you. Considering how effective this thing was at protecting your ass on your first encounter, it's probably a good idea to put it on. You always wished the hallway had a lock on the door. Not that you were opposed to the idea of showing the girls your dick, but perhaps not the guys. Now that, would be some gay-ass shit.

As you're putting on the outer support, or whatever that weird strap thing was, you hear that familiar whirr of the laser beyond the hall door. A few moments later, it stops and you hear the sound of footsteps circling the apartment room. Judging by the weight of the footsteps, you guess it's probably Oscar with his muscular gait. You can't see past the door, but you figure he's probably wondering what to do being seemingly alone.

You don't pay it too much mind as you finish getting the suit on. As you finish getting the straps secured, you hear another whirr and the greeting of a slightly more gentlemanly tone. Oscar's voice is difficult to make out, given his thick accent, but you do recognize the name 'Joshua' in the exchange. As you press the buttons to shrink the suit to your skin, you hear the the meek greetings of an almost childish tone. With your suit ready, you head of the hallway to greet the others.

They quickly turn their heads to you, except for Haley who goes to hide in a corner. Your mind is taken off of her scuttling away by Joshua giving you slight smirk.

"Chris! So glad you could join us again," Joshua says in a somewhat mocking tone, "not that you really have a choice. Like we discussed last time, you're here til' you die again kiddo."

"Hab yuu been trraining?" Oscar asks, you can tell he's trying to make this accent more bearable, but it's not working, "Don't got alott of time tuu save yuu again men."

"Oh, don't worry Oscar," Joshua replies for you, "I always say, if you make it through the first one, you're probably already golden. Then again, there's always a time for a close call."

>Don't sweat it, I got this.
>Whatever, just stay out of my way.
>Fuck off, don't need your patronizing.
>Write In

>>2533111
>>Fuck off, don't need your patronizing.

>>2533111
>Fuck off, don't need your patronizing.

>>2533111
>Don't sweat it, I got this.

>>2533120
>>2533145
2 for telling Joshua off. Writing.

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>>2533120
>>2533145

"Man, fuck off," you reply back, shooting him a glance of annoyance, "Don't need your damn patronizing this early, unless you have something actually useful to say."

"Relax Chris," Joshua says, chuckling a little, "having a bit of banter before your next big hunt isn't gonna kill anyone. But please, keep that attitude of yours under control, cause THAT might actually get someone killed."

Joshua's calm expression doesn't change throughout your exchange. You figure he's the kind of person that's pretty unphased by everything. Though, that always makes it all the more fun to figure out what really gets under his skin. A familiar whirr however, takes your gazes off of each other and towards a female figure to your right.

"Hey Linda, how's it going?" Joshua asks, turning to her as her teleportation finishes, "Ready for another night on the town?"

"Only if you're paying the tab," Linda replies, shooting him a snide look, "not gonna lie, could really go for some tahitian treats right about now. Grading term papers is a fucking LOAD with those little shits in my class."

"Now kidding," Joshua smirks, and shakes his head, "at least it's just papers. I have to lie through my teeth at every complaint from the neediest children this side of DC. Middle schoolers have nothing on High school kids, though, I guess I've already told you enough about that."

"Yeah, that's what you get for getting a Psych degree," Linda remarks, while Joshua's eyes narrow, "Anyways, glad to see the rest of the group is still alive. How you doing Oscar? The wife expecting another kid again?"

Oscar only nods yes in reply.

"Hey man congrats, though, that's now 3 on your payroll," she states, giving him a look of worry and then shifting her glance to Haley, "Hey Haley, stop being so damn shy all the time. We already did the suit thing, you know no one is getting embarrassed having it on."

She nods her head but doesn't leave her small corner.

"Jeez, whatever floats your boat," she says nonchalantly, then turns to you, "What about you Chris? You ready for some fun tonight, or you gonna pussy out like Haley?"

>I'm no pussy, but you gotta lay off of her already
>I guess, just don't be an ass like Joshua
>Fuck that, let's get this shit started already
>Write In

>>2533311
>>I guess, just don't be an ass like Joshua

>>2533311
>She nods her head but doesn't leave her small corner.
You want me to come over there and 'help' you put it on?
>Write In
Bitch I'm already in my suit, and I got my boom stick. What do you think?

>>2533311
>I guess, just don't be an ass like Joshua

>>2533314
>>2533347
>>2533343

2 for indifference. Also, including write In.

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>>2533314
>>2533347
>>2533343

"I guess," you say, somewhat annoyed at Linda's tone, "just don't be an ass like Joshua. One patronizing voice is enough for this room."

"Oh man," Linda chuckles a little, and then turns to Joshua, "you hear that Josh? Someone thinks your 'words of optimism' aren't all that helpful."

"And he's gonna prove me right about that dying part if he keeps acting like this," Joshua says, his tone changing to incredulity, "Have you actually prepared for this Chris? You really ready here?"

"Bitch," you start, earning a look of amusement from Linda, "I'm already in my suit and I got my boom stick. What do you think?"

"HAHAHhahaha!" Linda let's out a genuine laugh of amusement, before she replies, "Glad to see that little attitude of yours hasn't faded kid. Always liked that about you actually, don't take shit from anyone."

For the a split second after Linda's laughing fit, you swear you saw Joshua's brows furrow in annoyance. You've kind of liked that about Linda compared to the others. She was less nonsense than Joshua, and more talkative that Oscar. While she still followed Joshua's orders, she wasn't above telling him off whenever she could get the chance. Almost reminded you of your old nannies back when you were a kid. They were some of the few people you knew that weren't afraid of your dad.

The thought however is stopped short when a strange whirr signals the arrival of a new member. It's an asian lady, probably as old as Linda but with a lot less stress marks on her face. Looking around the room, her gaze finally comes across the three of you.

"Where...am I?", she asks, still looking around, "The tracks...this isn't the metro line. Who are you guys?"

>Introduction, keep it brief
>Introduction?, make up some shit
>Fuck it, let the others do it and head over to Haley.
>Write In

>>2533461
>Fuck it, let the others do it and head over to Haley.

ayy gurl lemme smash

>>2533461
>>Fuck it, let the others do it and head over to Haley.

>>2533461
>Write In
You're dead bitch, this is the afterlife!

>>2533461
>>Fuck it, let the others do it and head over to Haley.

>>2533528
>>2533472
>>2533470
>>2533489
3 for Haley. Including Write In. Writing.

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>>2533470
>>2533472
>>2533489
>>2533528

"You're dead bitch," you reply, a joking tone taking over your voice, "And this is the afterlife. Welcome."

The woman's eyes widen in response. She almost lets out a scream before a hand in the back of your head knocks a bit of your edge off. Joshua just shakes his head at you and turns to look at the woman.

"Well, not exactly," Joshua starts, "But you did die, that I can assure you of. Let's just call this a second chance..."

You don't listen to the whole conversation before Linda motions to you. You move closer and she pulls in next to you.

"Josh is going to be a while," she says to you, and then looks back at the wall, "Why don't keep Haley company for a bit? This one's probably not going to be the only one coming in tonight."

You nod in agreement, though, you have your own reasons for talking to Haley. Though, anything is probably better than hearing Joshua explain the process of Gantz again. You make your way to her corner of the room, and she only lifts her head up as you stand right in front of her. Haley wasn't exceptionally pretty, she wasn't even as tall as you, but she was attractive in her own might.

You figured it was probably her ass, considering how well rounded her hips were in proportion to her upper body. If she wasn't so damn unapproachable so much of the time, you probably would have gone for her already. Figures that a suicide victim would probably not be the most stable person around.

"Chris?" she asks meekly, "What is it? Aren't you gonna talk to the others?"

>Nah, I think talking here is better
>Why., so I can hear that Joshua's explanation again?
>Hell no, Joshua drives me up the wall enough as is
>Write In

>>2533593
>>Nah, I think talking here is better
Also im tired of hearing that we died

>>2533593
>Hell no, Joshua drives me up the wall enough as is

fuckin SOIBOI

>>2533593
>Hell no, Joshua drives me up the wall enough as is
I ever tell you that you got a nice ass? cuz you do.just thought you should know.

>>2533593
>Hell no, Joshua drives me up the wall enough as is

>>2533602
>>2533607
>>2533609

3 for throwing shade at Joshua again. Writing.

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>>2533602
>>2533607
>>2533609

"Hell no," you state with some scorn, "Joshua's driving me up the wall today for some reason. They guy's got our backs but damn if he isn't annoying me tonight."

"H-he's just trying to help us out," Haley states, somewhat scared at your tone, "He's worried about you, Chris. We kind of all are...considering you...well..."

"Me, well, what? Spit it out Haley," you reply, "you got a problem with me too now?"

"N-no, nothing like that," she says, looking back at you apologetically, "It's just that...last time...you got a little too...eager. It scared me, and it scared Joshua..."

'Again with this?,' you think to yourself, 'You're lucky you've got a nice ass Haley.'

"So I charged at a couple of aliens and blew their brains out," you say, thinking about the first hunt, "big deal. I'm not dead, and personally, I think Joshua is overreacting."

"I just..." Haley says, but clings to her final words, "I don't want to see anyone die again. Not you...not Joshua, Linda, Oscar or anyone else that comes here. It's...too horrible."

You almost shake your head at how naive this girl could be sometimes. There was a fine line between being an optimist and being an idiot, and Haley was someone who really swung for both of those sides. In spite of this however, she didn't cry at her explanation like you figured she would have. She just hung her head in silence at her statement. The silence clung firmly to the corner, so much so that...you were starting to hear Joshua's voice again...

'Gonna have to break the ice...again...'

"Hey Haley," you start, and she turns her head to you, "I ever tell you that, you got a nice ass? Cuz, you do...just, thought you should know."

Instantly, her eyes grow wide and her cheeks turn red at your blunt statement. Haley almost starts shaking in how absolutely taken aback she is given your saying. A few embarrassed squeaks escape her lips before she attempts to speak again. Or it would have, it an all too familiar tone hadn't interrupted her.

<Continued>

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>>2533712

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sfbQuvZVdyc&feature=youtu.be

<continued>

>>2533712
God damn Chris, an idiot in facets of life, even with a girl that clearly likes him.

>>2533743
inb4 she dies saving Chris

>>2533712
Hnnnng. Must protect Haley. Can we make it our goal to resurrect her in the future?

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>>2533716
[J3w 5hmuck5 wi11 n0w g0 0u7, @nd ki11 7h3s3 6uy5]

[Cat Alien] - [Characteristics - Furry, Six Tits!] - [Likes - Milk, Dog Alien]

[Dog Alien] - [Characteristics - Furry, Big Canines] - [Likes - Bones, Cat Alien]

Gantz's message finalizes and the room is now staring at the two images in the ball's screen. They look surprisingly human given the ball's designation of them, or at least way more human than the first ones you fought against. The odd description aside you don't linger around it all that much.

'Dumb info again,' you think, and the look at the four new faces around the ball, 'Damn, guess Haley kept my attention a lot more than I thought.'

Around the ball there are several more people than before. Two black guys, both around Joshua's age given their size, the asian lady, and a...middle school boy. Out of all of them, this one is the odd one out given his age. You figured there wasn't an age limit to the game, but...it was strange to see nonetheless.

"So...what's this all about?" the asian lady asks, looking Joshua, "You said this was all real, right? So...what's this about...killing things?"

>Explain, give it to them brief
>Explain?, give it to them in your words
>Fuck it, let the others explain, speak to Haley some more
>Write In

>>2533900
>Explain?, give it to them in your words

>>2533900
>>Fuck it, let the others explain, speak to Haley some more
ay bby u wnt sum fuk?

>>2533900
>"Come on, beam me up already. I'm dyin' for some action."

>>2533900
>Fuck it, let the others explain, speak to Haley some more

>>2533900
>>Explain?, give it to them in your words

>>2533764
She is either dead or lefed the game. Most likely she died because of Joshua

>>2533900

>Explain?, give it to them in your words

>>2533932
think it would be meta to make it a secret goal to revive her if she dies?

>>2533900
>Explain?, give it to them in your words
we're killing illegal aliens. se we don't take kindly to them loiterin an ruinin our good earth.

>>2533909
>>2533931
>>2533945
>>2533952

4 for explaining it, Chris's way. Write In included. Writing.

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>>2533952
>>2533945
>>2533931
>>2533909

"Alright fuckwits, listen up!" you start, shooting everyone a shit-eating grin, "In a few moments, that thing is going to open up, and-"

As soon as you say this, the ball opens up with a loud clang, and the twin racks of guns and equipment bound out. The new guys close to it jump back, and start looking at you given your correct prediction for Gantz. Joshua is looking at you now with a raised brow, yet you can tell he's trying to keep down his seething. This only makes your grin wider.

"Like I was saying," you continue, "Once it opens up, you'll grab a gun and case if you want to live through tonight. We're killing illegal aliens in this hunt, we don't take kindly to them loiterin' and ruinin' our earth."

That last part earns you a look of bewilderment from Oscar, but you just ignore it. All of the new guys however, just give you a glance of either skepticism, amazement or fear. The asian woman doesn't look all that convinced, yet the others are a bit more disturbed by your words.

"Yeah, alright Donald Trump," one of the black guys laugh you off, "Do you really think anyone here's buying that? Like, us dying and being alive again is one thing but-"

"Hold on a minute," the other black guys says, "What do you mean killing? Those weapons...aren't real, right?"

"They look real," the middle school kid says, lifting an X-Gun "but...how do they work? Also, what is with the suits, been wondering about that since we got in."

"They keep you alive," Linda says, lifting up a case, "I suggest you put it on if you want to live. And we mean this for everyone, this isn't some TV show or some other fake bullshit, this is do or die."

Some of the new people still have some skepticism in their faces, yet you can tell Linda's voice may be the blunt force needed for most of them. You look behind her and see that Joshua's eyebrows are starting to twitch. Figures that someone overseeding his authority would be thing to get under his skin. The others don't catch wind of this, but start for the ball for either a weapon or for the suits.

"Are you gonna help them?" Haley asks, moving to your side, "Even if they wear it, they won't know how to use them. Same with the guns..."

>Fine, but you're helping me
>Eh, I guess I'll do it
>They're not my problem, Joshua and the others can do it
>Write In

>>2534121
>>Fine, but you're helping me
But I expect a reward later

>>2534121
>That depends. If I do it for them, what will you do for me?

>>2534121
>Fine, but you're helping me
>We learn in this thread how Chris wasn't always an evil little shit
Show one of them this shit is serious by picking them up like a toy

>>2534139
>>2534121

I support this.

>>2534133
>>2534139
>>2534180
>>2534135
3 for telling them, and getting Haley's help for it. Including Write In. Writing.

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>>2534133
>>2534139
>>2534180
>>2534135

"Depends," you say, earning a curious look from Haley, "If I do it for them, what will you do for me?."

"I...eh..." Haley stammers a little, and then pulls out her phone from her hood pocket, "I'll give you my phone number...if...you want to hang out or something. I'm sorry...I don't have much to give you Chris..."

"Alright," you sigh, looking at her phone, "let's get to it then. But you're helping me."

Haley nods at the condition and follows you towards the others.

"I would like to have everyone tell us your names," Joshua states as you and Haley approach the group, "It'll make it easier to communicate when we're on the field. Include a bit of what happened just so we can establish rapport."

This was something he did when you were first brought in. Trying to be friendly and communicate with everyone was something he did to start. Though, considering how much you and Gantz stole his thunder, he could just be trying to recuperate his lost bravado of leadership. All of them look at Joshua with varying looks, but the asian woman is the first to speak up.

"I'm Lei," she says, and everyone in the room pays attention, "I was an operator working for WASHFM, until...I feel from a staircase."

"I am Daniel," the shorter haired black man says, and then points to his friend, "and this is Ben. We work for an office not far from Alexandria. We got in a car accident."

"I'm Charlie," the middle school kid says, and then pulls out the suit from the case, "and...how do you put this on?"

"There's 2 layers," you say, pointing to your own suit, "there's the main suit, and the straps that go on top. Head out to the hallway if you want to change, and press the buttons if you want that to stick to you."

The kid nods and heads out to the hall with the suit in hand. Daniel is still looking at you with a look of slight disbelief.

"Question," he asks, and you don't like his tone, "How the hell is that skintight supposed to protect us? For another matter, how the hell are they supposed to make you better just for putting it on?"

"Why don't you just take a swing at me then," you reply, grinning at him, "You seem to have a problem with me big guy. Why don't you let a little of it out?"

"Oh, really now?" Daniel says, getting up but with Ben looking between you and him with worry, "Alright then, but remember that you asked for it."

Daniel pulls his fist back and releases it with great force, for a regular human. The fist's momentum is dead after it reaches your stomach area. It doesn't even cause a ripple or flinch. Daniel and Ben stare in disbelief as you get another wide grin on your face. Daniel doesn't like this at all and launches another punch. It doesn't even reach you as you catch it in mid air, and easily pull his arm to the side from his hand alone. He shouts in pain, and you release him when Haley nudges you to do so. Ben is helping his friend up as he's recovering.

"Convinced?"

<Continued>

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>>2534527
We'll continue this tomorrow guys. I am running on a bit of fumes right now given my messed up sleeping schedule. Don't worry, we'll have more time tomorrow.

Time scheduled is for 2:00 PM EST on Sunday.

Check up on my twitter for updates, scheduling changes and other goodies I will post.

Have yourselves a wonderful night /qst/.

https://twitter.com/General0Bolivar

>>2534541
Daniel is a fucking prud

>"Depends," you say, earning a curious look from Haley, "If I do it for them, what will you do for me?."
>"I...eh..." Haley stammers a little, and then pulls out her phone from her hood pocket, "I'll give you my phone number...if...you want to hang out or something. I'm sorry...I don't have much to give you Chris..."
We're gonna fuck her for hours and hours overnight right before she and everyone else dies catastrophically.

>>2534844
Chris is still a virgin tho

>>2534844
Chris is a Virgin and if i remeber correctly Dante shows up only on their third hunt. So most likely Haley dies today.

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<Continued>

The muscular augments on your suit retract as Daniel tries to soothe the part where your grip held him. You'd experimented with the suit on your first hunt, and found that its strength enhancing properties allowed you to shatter wood and brick with a single punch. You only imagine the bruise he's going to have before the laser teleports him.

"Alright man, we get it," Ben says, looking at you with a bit of fear now, "We'll put on the suit, just...no more demonstrations alright?"

"Grab one from the rack," Joshua says, pointing at the opened Gantz, "and change when you can. Gantz doesn't take long to teleport us out to our hunting grounds after it shows its message."

Ben nods and heads to the rack, giving a scared look as he passes you. The Asian lady named Lei follows soon after, with her own worried look passing you by. Joshua approaches you as this goes on, a more stone-like face replacing his once calm demeanor. He may be holding back his anger or, even more terrifyingly, gratitude.

"I'd say I don't approve of utilizing fear to get a point across," Joshua says somewhat aggravatingly, but a smile soon betrays his tone, "but, I won't say that wasn't effective Chris. Just don't haze them too hard next time, otherwise we'll be out of members before we even start a hunt."

'I think I liked him better when he was being an ass...'

Joshua moves away from you as he goes to the new members. You don't listen to much of what he says over there, but he's probably explaining the guns to them along with Linda. The moment is stopped however, as you feel a poke on your ribs. The sudden feeling causes you to flinch a little before turning around.

"Hey, Chris, right?", says Charlie as he presents one of the X-Guns to you, "This is working? Cause, I pulled the trigger and nothing really happens beyond the screen lighting up."

>You gotta press both triggers, then hope what you shot isn't human
>Ask someone else, they'll probably tell you
>Figure it out yourself kid, it ain't that hard.
>Write In

>>2537567
>You gotta press both triggers, then hope what you shot isn't human

>>2537567
It's got two triggers. It's not hard to understand. Fucking Gantz. Why can't it have manuals.

>>2537567
Oh and how'd you die again?

>>2537606
It has... and ironicaly it costs 100 points.

>>2537567
>You gotta press both triggers, then hope what you shot isn't human

>>2537567
>You gotta press both triggers, then hope what you shot isn't human

>>2537584
>>2537606
>>2537622
>>2537635
4 for showing him. Writing.

OOC: Sorry, was getting some late lunch.

>>2537660
Can we add explaining him about the gun X-ray mode?

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>>2537635
>>2537622
>>2537584
>>2537606

"For most of the guns, there's 2 triggers," you start, and point to the X-Gun's double triggers, "Pressing one causes the screen turn on and show an X-ray of whatever you point at it. Pressing them both shoot it, simple as that."

"That's kind of cool," Charlie replies, trying to accurately point the gun, "Kind of like a built in idiot key. What does it shoot?"

"Hell if I know," you state, earning a confused look from the kid, "Well, I guess the bullets, or whatever it shoots, are invisible and explode after a delay. Besides that, I am kind of in the dark about it."

"Well...if we are fighting aliens, I guess it makes sense," he says, and then looks at Haley, "Joshua mentioned that this 'game' or whatever goes on until you die. How long have you guys been here?"

"Well...its Chris and myself's second mission," Haley says, and then looking at the Gantz suit in her corner, "We came in at the same group. I used to go to his school, before...I killed myself."

"Whoa...I'm sorry...", Charlie replies his eyes looking down a little, "I got hit by a truck on my way back from soccer practice. Mom doesn't pick me up anymore, but the walk back home isn't that long."

It looks like Haley is about to say something back, but a startling shriek emerges from the group in front of you. Lei, who managed to get her suit on, is hit by Gantz's teleporting laser. Linda is trying to calm her down, but her clawing at the air isn't really helping. You sigh a little at her response, and motion to Haley.

"Get your suit," you say, pointing at the crumbled up suit in the corner, "You can probably put it on when we get there. I'll grab you a gun."

She nods and quickly goes to the corner. Before you can ask her what kind of gun she wants, the laser miraculously starts on Haley's head.

'Great...what did she use last hunt...?'

>X-Gun, it's not big so carrying it should be a hassle for her
>Y-Gun, she's always griping about killing shit...
>X-Rifle, if she's far away maybe she won't get killed
>Write In

>>2537689
>Write In: Don't be a idiot you have a holster for a x-gun and two hands you can holst the X-gun carry your X-rifle and have a Y-gun in your other hand. Always carry a sidearm

>>2537689
>Y-Gun, she's always griping about killing shit...

>>2537689
>>Y-Gun, she's always griping about killing shit...

>>2537689
>write-in
We going full Rambo. Fill both out holsters. Grab two rifles under one arm, the other has another hand gun.

I am very surprised at how helpful Chris is. Almost makes me believe Haley was a good influence on him before she died and he reverted back to being a twat. How much do Haley and Chris know about each other?

>>2537689
Wait there was mentioning of Chris having a big gun. Was it a Z gun?

>>2537735
OOC: Chris and Haley were from the same school, but they never really interacted much with each other. As to what that was though, we'll need to continue the quest to find out.

>>2537736
OOC: Chris's 'big gun' in the first hunt with Erick was a X-Rifle. Erick was kind of in a state of panic, so take that for what you will.

>>2537711
>>2537718
>>2537721
>>2537735
4 for Y-Gun. Also, including write ins about getting a few more guns. Writing

>>2537766
let's be real the chance of us losing a gun or having to approach a situation from different angles will happen. Although Chris doesn't seem like a rianbow six player he knows that you always need a sidearm.

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>>2537718
>>2537721
>>2537735

You grab a Y-Gun for Haley. Given her tendency to hesitate when killing during your first hunt, it makes sense to pair her up with something that won't outright kill something. Then again, you're just assuming that laser the gun deploys is of the teleporting variety. Before moving away from Gantz, you give the rack another look as an idea pops in your head.

'There's no rule against having more than just one gun, right?'

You quickly turn back to the rack and start looking for a bit more firepower. Turns out, there's only so much left after the new guys took most guns themselves; only a two X-guns and a Y-Gun remain. You take one of the X-Guns and the remaining Y-Gun and place them in your holsters. As you go to pick up your X-Rifle near the door, a shout of your name snaps your vision back.

"What are you doing with that many guns man?" Joshua says, as he approaches you. It soon comes to dawn on you that only you, Charlie and him are left in the room

"No rule against carrying this much," you reply, a smile of accomplishment building on your face, "Besides, it pays to be prepared. Right, kid?"

Charlie nods his head in reply, but Joshua's gaze doesn't falter from you.

"You do realize that if the enemy figures out how to use those," Joshua continues, looking very seriously at you, "we'll be in a lot of trouble? We've had that shit happen before, it's not pretty to see it happen with smart aliens."

You roll your eyes at the absurdity of his statement, and start up a reply, before Gantz's laser begins teleporting you away. You smile at the good timing, and just wave Joshua's now frustrated form away.

'Got 'em!'

<Continued>

>>2537799
Man Joshua is a asshole...no wonder Chris has stuff against leader types.

Thin it would be possible to make an ally of an alien in the future? Say, we subdue it with netting, hold onto it until Gantz beams us back so it gets a brain chip? Was that how it works?

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<Continued>

Your vision paradoxically clears to dark sight. What you expected the street lights of DC or the glow of a nighttime skyline is replaced instead by a black, eerie forest and stream. Had it not been for the bluish glow on the suits' buttons, you wouldn't have even made out your hand, much less your teammates around you. Wherever you may be, even the glow of the moon seems to be frightened to come out.

The voices and movement of your team are spread out around the stream but the majority seem to be heading with Linda. Since her suit carries a map and navigator, it makes sense that she'll be a primary source of info for the new guys. Only Haley seems to be alone again, with her form sitting on a large rock nearby clutch her suit close.

It doesn't take long for Joshua to arrive close by. You notice his features have returned to his usually calm demeanor, but there's still that serious tone to his voice as he addresses you.

"You'll do well to keep those safe, Chris," he says, nudging at you with his X-Rifle, "it's more than just your life out there. Remember that the next time you act recklessly."

Joshua doesn't wait for a response from you before he starts moving away towards the rest of the group.

'What are you?,' you think, looking him over as he walks away from you, 'my fucking dad?'

"Alright everyone!" Joshua says, raising his voice to be heard by the group, "This will be a simple operation. Just follow Linda or myself, and you will make it out alive."

As this happens, Charlie's body teleports behind you as he also takes in the strange sight of the forest area around you.

>Head for the group, it might give you more insight
>Head for Charlie, he's probably just as lost as you are
>Head for Haley, she's probably scared out of her wits right now
>Write In

>>2537870
OOC: Not possible friend. Gantz doesn't end a mission until all aliens are dead or in space jail.

>>2537882
>>Head for Charlie, he's probably just as lost as you are

>>2537882
>Head for Charlie, he's probably just as lost as you are

>>2537882
Head to Haley then Charlie. We gonna be the cool kids squad.

>>2537903
>seconding this

Also, we should check if one of them has a radar.

>>2537882

Fuck it supporting this:>>2537903

>>2537882
>>2537903
Supporting this. Give Haley her Y-Gun.

But really. Night Hunt. With two animal aliens that will supposedly have better senses than humans. Whelp. Hope we already understand how the radar works.

>>2537903
>>2537914
>>2537940
>>2537953
4 for giving Haley her Y-Gun. Also including the portion about Charlie. Writing.

>>2537903
This

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>>2537914
>>2537940
>>2537953

You make your way towards Haley. She seems to be holding onto her Gantz suit a bit tighter than before as you She's either too scared to head to the forest alone or too embarrassed to put on her suit without some kind of assurance of privacy. You're not a few feet away before her head perks up at the sound of your steps.

"Hey, got your gun," you say, handing over the Y-Gun, "This way, you can be useful and not have to kill anything. Just remember though, you owe me one when we get back."

"Of course, thank you," she says, holding the gun on her lap, "I left my phone in my hoodie back in the room, so we'll be set afterwards. Also, could I-"

Charlie's splashing footsteps and a small shout of 'Hey!' interrupts Haley's request. He approaches the two of you, and you notice the small, glowing display on his wrist. In spite of his size, Charlie's radar seems to be the same size as Linda's own; strange.

"Chris, how much danger are we in?" he asks, looking at you with some fear in his eyes, "You said it was a hunt...but, what the hell are the things we're hunting. That message didn't really say much besides just names and some weird shit."

"Not gonna lie, it's pretty dangerous," you say, earning a more worried expression from Charlie, "But, you just gotta stick with the group and follow Joshua's instructions. He's a bit of an ass, but he's good at what he does."

Charlie is about to respond before Joshua's shout to the group to start moving resounds to everyone. Everyone starts heading up the incline of the forest, but not before Linda heads towards you and the others.

"Hey, you guys wanna get moving?" she says, looking over the three of you, "It's a big area, with a lot of ground to cover this time. We got 2 hours, so let's not waste any time."

>We'll catch up, gotta help Haley with something
>I'll catch up, just gotta explain some things to Charlie
>Fine, let's get moving
>Write In

>>2538012
>>Fine, let's get moving

>>2538012
>>Fine, let's get moving

>>2538012
>Fine, let's get moving

>>2538012
>We'll catch up, gotta help Haley with something

>>2538012
>We'll catch up, gotta help Haley with something

>>2538022
>>2538041
Dont do this guys, Haley doesn't have her suit on yet.

>>2538012
>First, let´s find a bush for Haley so she doesn´t has to show hers. Then we hunt.

>>2538012
>>We'll catch up, gotta help Haley with something

>>2538012
>We'll catch up, gotta help Haley with something

If something tackles her in the dark the suit will be the only thing keeping her alive.Although the glowing disk from the suit kinda make us a real big target if you ask me.

>>2538088
>>2538082
>>2538079
>>2538076
4 for helping Haley. Writing.

>>2538082
Isn't it completely dark? Hopefully we know how to use the radar and Charlei can keep us alive

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>>2538076
>>2538079
>>2538082
>>2538088
>>2538104

"We'll catch up," you state, earning a curious look from Linda, "Gotta help Haley with something. Don't worry, it won't take too long."

"Fine, just watch each other's backs here," Linda replies, but whispers close to you, "Joshua's keeping an eye on you, so keep the aggro to a minimum, Chris. Don't make me regret leaving you alone, alright?"

"Yeah, no worries," you whisper back, and Linda just nods before moving away. A second later, Haley gets up from the rock and moves close, putting a hand on your shoulder.

"Hey...you don't have to-", she starts, but you just pull her hand from your shoulder.

"Just, tell me what you want help with," you say, looking back at her, and then her suit, "Though, I think I may have an idea already."

She smiles sheepishly, and looks down at the ground before saying, "Thank you Chris."

<>

Haley had chose a small stack of bushes a few yards away from the stream to change into her suit. That had been five minutes ago. Between the slight yelps beyond the bush, probably a stray branch or thorn poking her awake, and the nighttime sounds of the forest, you were getting a little bored. You were about 2 more seconds from firing your rifle into the night sky to clear the monotony when Charlie approached you.

"Chris, do you know how this works?" he asks, while fiddling with the buttons and knobs on the radar, "Been trying to zoom out and see where we are, but it only moves the screen slightly."

"Well, two things to understand," you reply, and then point to his screen, "One, we only have a designated area for the hunt, stick to it if you don't want your head to blow up. Two, you zoom out with the middle button."

This earns an "Oooooh,' from Charlie as he quickly picks up on your instructions. Sure enough, the map screen zooms out to reveal a larger area. Oddly enough, it seems the forest is only a portion of the hunting ground, as a suburban area appears not a mile or so away.

"I'm going to guess the dots are us right?" he says, and you nod in reply, "The others seem to be heading into that town then. But...what are those two other dots near the stream?"

You eye the radar at his new information. Sure enough, there are two signatures near the stream where you guys were just at.

'Shit..."

>Scout it out alone, have Charlie keep Haley company
>Scout it out with Charlie, you may need a helping hand with this
>Leave the area, even if Haley isn't done changing
>Write In

>>2538204
Let's wait until Haley is done. We can't leave her to die. Didn't get to tap that ass yet. And we can't leave Charlie since he's the one with the radar.
I wish Haley wasn't such a baby and put on her suit before all this crap

>>2538204
We are caught out of position, with an enemy which might be too powerful for us to handle and a teammate that is temporarily occupied. The fuck we are going to take care of it. Let´s stay here and keep looking at their position so they don´t sneak up on us. Then we kill them when Haley is done changing.

I don´t really know if this is a very Chris thing to say. He seems like a hothead and scouting it alone or leaving a teammate behind seems thing a bit fitting for him. What you think anons?

>>2538204
>>Scout it out alone, have Charlie keep Haley company

>>2538235
>>2538238
OOC: I am tempted to omit this since it is very close to being out of character for Chris. However, I do like the rationale of these anons, so I will allow it.

>>2538238
Gonna actually give 10 more minutes for choosing as I need to get brew some more tea.

For now though,

>>2538235
>>2538238
Keeping position is ahead by 2 votes.

>>2538286
Is Chris a normiefag that doesn't know about the chan?

>>2538204
>>Scout it out alone, have Charlie keep Haley company

>>2538235
>>2538238
This doesn't sound terrible but...we're not necessarily engaging them if we scout them out.

>Scout it out alone, have Charlie keep Haley company

>>2538255
>>2538313
>>2538327
3 vote turn around for scouting it alone. Writing.

>>2538204
>Scout it out alone, have Charlie keep Haley company

>>2538255
>>2538313
>>2538327
>>2538345

"That's them, the aliens," you say, earning another look of worry from Charlie, "Listen to me, very carefully. I'll go on ahead and see what we're dealing with."

"Wait, you're going al-", Charlie starts, but you quickly shush him.

"They're only a few yards away from us," you continue, pointing at the dots now moving along the middle of the stream, "We need to stay quiet if we don't want to draw them closer. Keep Haley company, and shout if you see something."

"Wait, but what about the others," he retorts, panic building a bit in his voice, "Shouldn't we try to tell them or-"

"They're too far away," you say, beginning to move out towards the forest, "honestly, I'd rather just take the risk myself since I am more familiar with this shit. But, if anything happens, just take Haley and run back to the others, alright?"

Charlie is looking at you with genuine worry in his eyes. You feel he probably wants to tell you off for being reckless, but he just nods his head and heads close to the bush again. You nod in reply and start making your way back to the stream. This time however, you take care to watch your every step for crackles of noise underfoot, lest you draw those aliens close.

'God...I really wish I had that stealth shit from the radar right about now...'

>Roll1d20 +2 INT to make your way sneakily back to the stream.

Rolled 17 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2538390

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>>2538390
OOC: Captcha ate the image. Fuck.

Rolled 13 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2538390

Rolled 5 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2538390
Rolling to lower the average

Rolled 12 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2538390

>>2538398
>>2538406
>>2538441
AVG: 14 from 13.6 rounded up.

Not bad. Writing.

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<SUCCESS>

While you've always been at the spearhead of the 'full front assault' idea, the situation calls for a more subtle approach. However cowardly this could be seen as, maybe it would be for the best to take a slightly less reckless plan for now. Or at least something that made you look more baddass in front of those two. In spite of your inexperience in stealth, you do manage to make it to a small overlook to the stream.

You quickly hide behind a tree as it comes into view more clearly. Or as clearly as it would get with how dark it is right now. You quickly scan the perimeter and see two figures moving alongside the opposite bank, though...they look smaller than you had expected them. You follow them close, moving behind foliage to mask your presence. This plan ends however, the moment your foot makes contact with a branch and a loud snap rings beneath your foot.

The two figures stop and begin looking around for the source of the noise. You quickly press yourself back behind a tree and hope that they ignore it. Unfortunately, the sound of steps and then splashing start making their way towards you.

'Fuck...guess, there's no choice...'

You have to preempt a strike if they've found you. Your hand lies on your rifle as you wait for the steps to get closer, yet they stop abruptly along with some odd sounds from the river. It sounds almost like the voices of children. You peek out from beneath your cover, and look at the two figures through the scope on your rifle. Sure enough, they seem to be normal, caucasian children.

A boy and a girl, that look probably around 8 or 9 each, are crouching near the stream looking at something in the water. The girl seems to have brought the boy's attention there, as she quickly pulls out something flat from beneath the river. If you didn't know any better, you'd say it was a shell or a silver dollar, as both of them stare and ogle their discovery.

'These can't be targets...surely?'

>Try to get their attention, they could just be two kids
>Head back, and the let the others know
>Take the shot, they should be aliens, right?
>Write In

>>2538537
>>Take the shot, they should be aliens, right?
Shoot first ask later

>>2538537
>Head back, and the let the others know

Just asking, but the shape of the river here is the same as what we saw at the radar screen? Are they in the same place we found those blips? For all we know, the shells or whatever they are picking up might be the aliens.

>>2538537
>Head back, and the let the others know

>>2538537
>Head back, and the let the others know
But also backing >>2538583 in regards to double-checking the radar screen.

>>2538583
>>2538601
>>2538663
3 for heading back. Writing.

>>2538667
well darn. I was later. I was going to vote we shoot them.

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>>2538583
>>2538601
>>2538663

There's a strange hesitation in your arms as you aim down the sights on your rifle. You look down the scope to make sure. Much to your surprise, even the skeletal structure of these two appears human. You shake your head at the oddity before you and on what to do next.

'Damnit...I don't know,' you chide yourself in your mind, ''Goddamnit, Haley better have that suit on....'

You slowly pull away from the overlook in the stream and make your way back. There's a crawling pain in your gut as you pull away however. They were aliens, right?

<>

"Are you okay Chris," Charlie says, as he and Haley welcome you back, "Did you find the ali- What happened? You look a little shook."

Your face had taken a more glower look as you approached. Not at sadness or regret, but uncertainty on what you could have done back there. You mentally slap yourself awake however as you approach the two of them.

"Yeah, I am actually not sure now," you reply, earning a concerned look from Haley, "I found two kids near the stream, but they didn't look or act like aliens though. I wasn't sure on what to do, so I came back to get some reassurance."

"The targets can't be children, right?" Haley says, looking at you, "I mean, the bigger aliens look dangerous enough but...it can't ask us to kill children. It's too horrible to even think about..."

"Let me just confirm it at least," you say, motioning Charlie close along with the radar, "As far as I know, only us and the aliens show up on the radar, nothing else. For all I know, those bastards are invisible and just so happened to be walking near where those kids were."

The theory earns you a look of worry from both of them, but you ignore them to scan over the radar. Even if you were right though, if the aliens were in the forest you figure they wouldn't hesitate to kill those children on sight. As you look over the radar's screen, the dots showing up near the stream remain static in the same position you remember you saw those kids in. It doesn't last long however, as the dots begin moving in unison again, but this time on the way out of the forest itself. The correlation is just too uncanny to ignore now.

"They're...aliens...", you say, squinting your eyes at the conclusive answer, "Those children have to be aliens. Even if they look and act the part, they aren't human."

Haley looks in horror at the screen and almost looks as if she's going to be brought to tears at the possibility of what this will entail. Charlie himself is somewhat disturbed by it as well, but just furrows his brows at the prospect. You all don't stare into the screen for very long, as a familiar tone plays in your ear.

"What is-whoa!" Charlie says, looking at the now red flashing radar screen, "what is that? I swear I didn't press anything."

'Damnit, they're in trouble.'

>Head over there, immediately
>Head over there, but avoid the children
>Take care of the kids first, then head there
>Write In

>>2538854
Fuck, tough call.
>Take care of the kids first, then head there
Any alien is reinforcements. Just snipe them dead.

>>2538854
>>Take care of the kids first, then head there

>>2538854
they're like demons or something. they dress up like people and *bam* off comes the mask and they eat your face off.. lets deal with the 'kids' before we help the scared newbies.

>>2538854
>>Take care of the kids first, then head there

>>2538897
>>2538905
>>2538966
>>2538967

4 for killing some children. Writing.

>>2538972
ha ha. fuck you Bethesda!

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>>2538967
>>2538966
>>2538897
>>2538905

"It's an alarm," you state, with Charlie only looking towards the stream again, "Each one of the radars has one built in, but it shorts out the fuse. If Linda activated hers, then that means they found something really bad."

"We need to help them then," Haley says, pointing at the area where the trees disperse into road, "We can take the side route to the main street out of the forest. Charlie, you know how to activate the suit?"

"Actually, we need to take care of something before that," you state, which causes both of them to pause, "We need to get rid of those kids now. They're aliens, so they'll just add to whatever the hell else the others are dealing with if we don't deal with them."

"Chris...how could you say something like that?" Haley says, horror and disgust building in her voice, "They're just children for crying out loud, and you're talking about killing them as if they were just objects in your way. Even if they are aliens."

"We have no idea what those things are capable of," you retort, your voice growing darker, "they could be the most dangerous damn thing in the hunt for all we know. I'm not going to force you or Charlie to help me, but don't get in my way."

"Wait, do we have to kill them though?" Charlie interjects, a concerned look growing on his face, "There were only two targets on the screen and they didn't look like children. What if it-"

"Gantz counts all aliens in the hunting ground as targets," you coldly reply back, "If we don't kill them before the time runs out, the hunt ends and our points go with it. That means everyone that dies here, dies for nothing. Now stop talking, we're wasting time as is."

You start moving away towards the stream again, until you feel a tug on your arm. You turn your head to see Haley, clinging to your arm. She lifts her head up to you, and you see a few tears run down her face.

"Chris..please," Haley pleads, her voice growing frailer, "Don't do it...I beg of you. I can't see you become something like this. You're not a monster, you're Chris...a good person."

"Haley..."

>Relent on killing them, and join up with the others
>Knock her out, and tell Charlie to take her to the others
>Use the Y-Gun, and leave her with Charlie in the forest
>Write In

>>2539052
>>Knock her out, and tell Charlie to take her to the others

>>2539052
I hope i get more than your number for this

>>2539052
I haven´t got the time to deal with this kind of shit, Haley. Look, between the two of us we can try to get them both in a Y-Gun shot. But if they start any kind of sick shit on us, we all shoot to kill, okay?

>>2539080
I would also support this write in. Seems appropriate.

>>2539080
>>2539084
>>2539090
OOC: So we're clear, you do mean to not kill them here right?

I'll accept the write in, since it coincides with this idea, but I just want to be clear on it.

>>2539052
>For god's sakes they're not even HUMAN! Those kids only LOOK human and for all we know they could be adult aliens disguised as children. And even if they are child aliens they're still a threat and could kill us.

>>2539105
Just telefrag them. I mean, if they are humans they won´t be affected by the laser.

>>2539119
if they start sprouting extra limbs or running at super speed at us, yeah, all three of us will shoot at them.

>>2539110
>>2539119
>>2539084

OOC: Again I ask, are you choosing to spare them?

I'll include these as write ins if you wish, but please make a choice guys.

>>2539133
I mean, first we shoot them with Y-guns and see if they are aliens. If they turn aggressive, extract growing extra limbs or whatever, we shoot them with everything we got.

>>2539080
>>2539084
2 for sparing, it seems.

>>2539077
>>2539110
2 for blowing the kids' brains out. I guess.

I'll give you guys 10 min to tiebreaker.

>>2539080
I'll support this, but only because I get the feeling Haley may just lose it even more if we kill the kids.

>>2539217
Well, there's the tiebreaker. Writing.

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>>2539080
>>2539084
>>2539217
+1 (Haley Kross)

"...fuck," you sigh, a very deep sigh, "let go of me. We'll regroup with the others on the other side of the stream."

"Oh, Chris," Haley exclaims in your arm, clearly not listening to your previous order, "Thank you, thank you so much for this. I know the others may not see it, but...I know you're a good person. I-"

"Let go already," you state again, this time shaking her a little, until she relents, "Just to be clear though Haley, if one of those kids proves dangerous after this, I won't hesitate to kill them right then and there."

Haley relents back a little at your statement, but hangs her head and nods in response. Charlie's own face is somewhat relieved as well, but appeared more understanding of the situation at hand. You don't think he would have had the guts to do it, but he wouldn't have tried to stop you like Haley just did.

"We haven't got the time to deal with this shit anyways," you say, looking back the others, "Let's get moving. And for the record, I'd better be getting more than just your number for this Haley."

"Chris...", she replies, her face growing red, "I...let's just...make it through this first."

Charlie nods, though retains an awkward stare at you and Haley. It doesn't last long, as the three of you begin making your way out of the forest. Haley's optimistic and naive outlook on the work was both a detriment but also a necessity for you. You didn't feel guilty taking advantage of someone this passive, yet you retained a bit of happiness to see her stay optimistic.

In the back of your gut however, you feel that you're making a mistake, the kind of mistake that could get someone killed. At the same time though...you get the feeling that whatever stopped you from killing those children back at the stream may be trying to veer your mind back this time as well. You just hope that this won't be something you come to regret down the line.

<Session End>

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Alright, we'll call it here for now guys. This is the first part of the episode essentially complete, so we'll head out to the main battleground next session.

Not gonna lie, I was legit expecting you guys to go for killing the kids. Would have made for a sick fight, but it's something we'll just have to live by for now.

We will reconvene for Gantz: Quest next Friday at 7:00 PM EST.

Check up on my twitter for updates, scheduling changes and other goodies I will post.

Have yourselves a wonderful night /qst/. And god, it feels GOOD to be back!

https://twitter.com/General0Bolivar

>>2539322
>Not gonna lie, I was legit expecting you guys to go for killing the kids. Would have made for a sick fight, but it's something we'll just have to live by for now.
I wonder if our actions here in Episode 0 are powerful enough to retcon the canon future. As in, if we play our cards right and Chris and Haley both survive and fuck each other, this retroactively (or is it anteroactively, because it affects the future?) makes Chris not a virgin in the quest's present? Or is everyone's fate set in stone here?

>>2539485
>yfw the girl that sucked Chris, was Haley

Even if these guys survive they will.mosy likely die the next hunt. Remember Erick only showed up on Chris's fourth hunt. Also does that mean that with Chris back we are closer to another five games streak? Or do they only count if you haven't died?

>>2539505
We''ll go by Call of Duty rules for killstreaks since he plays that alot.

>>2537885
Actually, it Ends the mission prematurely if the timer runs out, and you get no points at all. I'm not sure, but I think it MIGHT set you back to 0 fully too...

>>2541449
The last part is only if you do it twice.

>>2542126
You asked for songs so:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vtujhPygFMY
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ccTqH6639JA

>>2548796
Thanks man, these sound cool. But next time, post them to my twitter so I can keep track of them better.

>>2550529
I just got here from the archives and I have to say, I haven't been enjoying a quest like this since the old days of tg.

This Chris bit is making a lot of sense too, he is probably resentful of leaders because Haley probably got killed after Joshua bailed on them. And he turned from annoying kid from fullblown psycho after that because he figures that everybody is gonna die anyway so why bother, he's actually becoming similar to Kyle that he hates so much( maybe there's hope for him)

Now, geberal comment, Erick is a fucking beast and I'm eager to move in with Paula and see what other developments we can have on our relationship.

An idea, since our ultimate plan is to get out of the game, Erick should tell Paula that they should start a diary without mentioning Gantz but just one another so they can remember each other after all this

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"Chris...this thing isn't working all that well," Charlie says, a few shallow breaths coming from him, "you said focus but...it's kind of hard to do with...that alarm shit..."

"Just...I don't know man," you say, somewhat annoyed at his prattling, "I usually just get really pissed at something. That activates the suit well enough for me."

You had tried to explain how to activate the suit to Charlie as you had made your way out of the forest. Joshua and the others always said to 'focus', or something, to get the suit to activate. It worked well enough for you, hell even Haley, but Charlie was having some legitimate trouble with it.

Not that it would really matter now, as most of the suit's maneuvering in the forest was already done. It didn't take too long to exit the forest, as the alarm on Charlie's radar had quickly lead you in the direction of the others. Though, even as you exited the park, the amount of trees and darkness surrounding the area hadn't stopped.

"I've never been out here before," Haley started, looking at the sign showing the park's name, "It seems so peaceful. It's so...weird to think it's this close to the noise of the city..."

"We can think about that shit later," you state, looking over to the main road that led up a hill, "We're not that far from the others, so let's get moving. Also, keep on the lookout, if those aliens are close-"

"Actually...Chris..." Charlie starts, getting up from his knees, "The scanner just-"

A vicious howl cuts Charlie off from continuing his sentence. It almost sounds like a wolf, yet the sheer volume of the sound and the almost humanlike gargle in its wake shake the others to attention. Whatever the hell it was, it seemed to have come from the top of the road...veering into one of the houses...

>Scout it, let the other approach a few meters away
>Advance in group, and cover each other's sides
>Send the others first, and have them draw it out to you
>Write In

>>2553851

>Advance in group, cover each other's sides. But stay in the middle, slightly back, v formation. Will give us the best chance of a shot while using the others as bait....without them knowing they're bait.

>>2553918
I'll set 20 min for a few more replies. Gotta get some dinner.

>>2553851
>>Advance in group, and cover each other's sides

>>2553851
>Advance in group, and cover each other's sides

>>2553918
>>2553939
>>2553944
OOC: Just got dinner.

Also, 3 votes for moving as a group. I'll include the write in. Writing.

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>>2553918
>>2553939
>>2553944

"What the fuck was that...?" Charlie states, fear overpowering his exhaustion, "Is that one the a-"

"Shhh!," you cut him off, and motion both him and Haley to your side, "We need to move as a unit, but far enough that whatever the fuck that was doesn't get the drop on us. Just, listen up and follow my lead."

"I need both of you on my sides," you continue, starting to move to the main road, "I'll stay in the middle and tag little behind. If we see movement, we all will have a clear shot from any angle."

"W-wait...but that's gonna," Haley stammers, choosing her words carefully, "leave us out in the open. Joshua always says that we should try to stick to the sha-"

"I am not in the mood to hear Joshua's name right now," you hiss back at Haley, and the motion them again to join you up the road, "Now let's get moving. I'll leave you both behind if you don't hurry up."

Charlie and Haley hesitate, but realize that they probably have better chances of surviving with you than by themselves. It's not long before you hear the running sounds of boots coming to your sides, as they regroup with you. They adopt the forward stance as you head up the hill towards the dark, suburban neighborhood.

<Continued>

This is looking more and more like a werewolf horror movie.

>>2554056
It might as well be, I mean, if there's vampires on the setting, lycantropes are not strange at all.
Ib4 we are killing a peaceful alien family like on the onion hunt

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>>2554032

The runner's high you're on has begun to kick in as you begin round about the many parked cars and single family homes surrounding the area. The feeling is something you were counting on as you and the others once again hear that ferocious howling now much closer. The sound almost sounds like it is right next to you with how loud it gets, almost takes your mind off of some of the people coming out of their homes to see what that commotion is about.

To the average, sleepy Washingtonian, the horrific sound might just be annoying enough to call the police or frightening enough to stay indoors. Either way, this could be annoying if they start making their way to the main fight. Not that you care about them, it's just that bodies make it difficult to run around without tripping.

"Why aren't they seeing us?" Charlie says, attempting to keep up pace with you both, "Is it the suit?"

"Hell if I know," you say, dodging a couple of people hanging out in the main road, "but they'll stay out of the way if they know what's good for them. What does the radar say, we have to be getting close."

"We're actually really close," Charlie replies, trying to multi-focus between his suit and the radar, while running, "There's three signatures still in the area, but I don't know who it might be. They should be right around the-"

Charlie's words are interrupted by the sound of a nearly 2 ton sedan tumbling like a toy across the street. The sound of metal and asphalt screeching together is soon overshadowed by a smear of blood on the side of the wrecked car. Then, the shape of an amalgam of beast and man quickly jumps on top of the wreck, snarling and pounding its massive gorilla like arms onto it. Its furry, form is marked with what looks like several massive bruises on its abdomen and chest, yet it doesn't relent at pounding whatever is beneath the car, and the car itself, into the road.

Charlie reels back from the sight alone, and Haley almost does so as well. The shouts and screams of several onlookers stare at the wrecked car and noise of its alarm blaring off. Yet, through all of this, only one thing goes through your mind.

'Bingo.'

>Shoot, X-Rifle should do it at this range
>Have the other shoot, and you go for the car
>Meele, and get the others to help whoever's beneath the car
>Write In

>>2554070
We are killing a peacefull lycan family. As peacefull as shapeshifters can be that is.

>>2554086
>Shoot, X-Rifle should do it at this range

This is the Chris option.

>>2554086
>>Shoot, X-Rifle should do it at this range

>>2554086
Shoot and then aproach to melee

This fucker is ours

>>2554105
I mean, we ain't no pussy

>>2554098
>>2554100
2 for shooting. Writing.

>>2554098
>>2554100
>>2554105

If it can flip a car by itself, then there's probably not much you'll be able to do to it in melee. This is about the time when you wish Oscar was around with his hulk fists. That big bastard can't speak much english, but he can sure punch an alien.

You don't waste anymore time thinking about that however, as you quickly hoist up your rifle. Charlie follows your motion and pulls out his X-Gun, though given the range it probably won't hit. In retrospect, you mentally chide yourself for forgetting to tell him that. Haley hoists her Y-Gun, but that tremble in her hands is still there from the last hunt. Given the situation, it could be fear or hesitation to kill again.

You won't make their mistakes however, as you aim down the sights and draw a digital bead on the alien.

>Roll1d20+2 INT to shoot this guy

OOC: Sorry I forgot to count you. I'll include your write in to make up for it.

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>>2554137
OOC: Captcha ate the image again...

Rolled 12 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2554137
Let's see if i can still roll high after that double 20 in the Worm quest.

>>2554143
Captcha is always hungry for your Images Bolivar.

Rolled 7 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2554137

Rolled 11 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2554137
Just woke up

>>2554144
>>2554147
>>2554153
AVG = 12 Maybe...writing.

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>>2554159
<BARE SUCCESS>

You let loose a shot from your X-Rifle at the alien, with Charlie following suit with his X-gun, meanwhile Haley seems to hold fire should the alien get closer. Yet as you look through the scope, you notice a rapid twitch from the alien's ears.

'It heard the shots?!', you almost shout, 'How the hell is...'

As far as you know, the rifle and the gun shouldn't be heard from the distance you're in. It couldn't have seen the muzzle flash given its direction. You stare forward out of the rifle as the alien swiftly dodges to the side of the wrecked car. The array of four shots blast harmlessly above the car and a few feet ahead of it. The alien flips over on all fours and now faces your group with a canine snarl and bared teeth.

While you knew that Charlie's shots wouldn't make the distance, you almost flinch in rage at your own shot getting dodged. All the while, Charlie starts shaking at the intimidating sight before him, though the same can't be said about Haley as she just readies herself for what's to come. As far as you know though, this could turn ugly in seconds if that alien gets close. The alien doesn't give you those seconds however, as it bounds in an feral four-legged run right for the three of you.

>Shoot again, but its speed will make it difficult to hit
>Meet it in melee, but this could be much more than you can take
>Run, and hope that the others can keep up
>Write in

>>2554198
>Shoot again, but its speed will make it difficult to hit
>Tell Charlie about the distabce we will keep peppering the alien in long range and make it more to a certain spot once the alien is in range he needs to shoot it's leg. Haley can use the Y-gun to hold it in place if he slows down. She is the only one that can shoot without damaging anyone.

>>2554198
>Shoot again, but its speed will make it difficult to hit

>>2554198
Meet in melee

Now yuo'll pay you damn dog


I mean, I don't thibk Chris would run, he was tounting the giant lizard when he was half digested when we met him

>>2554198
>>Meet it in melee, but this could be much more than you can take

>>2554217
>>2554224
You guys do Realize Chris doesn't have the strentgh to go toe to toe with this thing right? Chris isn't Erick

>>2554212
>>2554216
2 for shoot

>>2554217
>>2554224
2 for melee

Tiebreaker this one for me guys.

>>2554256
I will keep the shot option i don't want to die or have someone else being a target. We just need to force Mr.Furrie to dodge our attack toward a certain space and have either Charlie or Hayle hit it.

>>2554272
>>2554256
Well, if no one breaks the tie in the next 5 min. I will flip a coin for it.

Heads = Shoot
Tails = Melee

>>2554283
I think you will need to flip it boss.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>2554292
Welp, here goes.

>>2554283
Yup, toss it

>>2554300
Coin of fate decides shoot. Writing.

>>2554212
>>2554216
The drooling, maddened form of the alien dog moves at an alarming speed. Its rippling muscles and powerful legs propel it forward as it serpentines right for you. Whether it was you or the others, it's gotten used to the motion for dodging shots now.

"Charlie, MOVE!" you say, as you ready your aim again, "to my right side, and don't miss! Haley, let him have it!"

You press both triggers as the others follow through on your quick command.
At the speed this mutt is going, you're not going to get another shot before it closes the distance.

'Not gonna get me you bastard.'

>Roll1d20+2INT

Rolled 2 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2554326

Rolled 7 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2554326

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>>2554326
OOC: Getting some weird connection errors from board. Idk what that's about, but it's not letting me post images...

Rolled 9 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2554326

>>2554339
>>2554337
>>2554336
Well this is terrible. Wonder who is going to die

>>2554336
>>2554337
>>2554339
AVG: 8. Maybe...not. Writing.

>>2554345
It is.comming for us, so.I expect death or mutilation, I mean, I thibk I remember someobe saying Chris died 2 times

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>>2554352
<FAILURE>

You let loose another shot from your rifle, as the muscular form of the alien comes barreling towards you. You don't even use the scope as its rapid advance closes the distance very quickly. In that brash decision however, you realize too late that it wasn't aiming towards you. The alien does a quick pivot on the asphalt to avoid your shot, and utilizes its swerving momentum to aim itself right at Charlie. You don't even have time for another shot as the alien's snarling form lunges right for Charlie's small frame.

He lets out a yelp as he tries to duck out of the way, but the alien's speed it too much for him. You let loose another shot, but it's too late to stop the alien from viciously pungling its front canines into Charlie's arm. He let's out an agonizing scream as the alien brutally shakes him and slams his body into the ground. The suit doesn't stand a chance at what you can only imagine is several thousand pounds of bite pressure, as blood seeps from now mashed up arm.

You see Haley jump from your side and aim right for the alien. There's a look of unusual determination on her as pulls the triggers, yet before the net leaves the gun, Charlie's body is thrown with impressive force right at her. They collide and tumble to the side, as the now bloody snout of the alien is staring right at you.

'Fuck...not like this...'

>Shoot, last chance...
>Melee, enough fighting from range
>Run, fuck this, they are on their own
>Write In

>>2554387

>Shoot and run attract the fucker toward you and use the x-gun for when he get close toward us

Yeah...nobody hurts the waifu.

>>2554387
>>Melee, enough fighting from range

>>2554387
Melee
The suit can put him down

>>2554387

>shoot, last chance...

Let's Robert Muldoon (book version) this bitch...

SHOOT HER! SHOOOOOT HERRRRRR!

>>2554387
>Melee, enough fighting from range
In the name of the god emperor, ENGAGE!!!

>>2554429
>>2554406
>>2554401
3 for Melee. Writing.

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>>2554401
Whether it was your aim or the gun itself, something from your previous strategy isn't working.

Time to switch things up.

You drop the rifle, and bring up you fists in a ready stance. You were never taught martial arts, but a street fight is as good a teacher as any old Asian at a shopping plaza. As you do this, the alien carefully positions itself carefully, not dropping eye contact. If it's trying to sense your fear, then it's gonna have to look somewhere else for it.

You ready your suit, its own bulging muscles almost rivaling the alien's own in spite of your smaller stature. In that second of activation, the alien lunges forward with a snarling snout. Charlie's blood is still fresh on it, and it is coming right at you for more.

"COME GET SOME!!" , you shout, with fury to match the alien's own.

>Roll1d20+3 AGR to take this thing on! (DC -1 STR)

Rolled 15 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>2554452
FUCK YOU YOU BIG FURRY NIGGER

Rolled 1 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>2554452

Rollan!

Rolled 8 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>2554452
Oh shit.

>>2554455
>>2554458
>>2554464
AVG: 10

NAT 1. Do you wish to save it?

<IMPORTANT - If you save it, I will not count it for the round and the anon that rolled it can re-roll a new value. However, this means that NAT 1 will be at my discretion at any roll you guys have.>

>>2554472
During this thread or it can be applied to Erick too?

>>2554500
For the purposes of Episode 0, it will only count for this episode.

>>2554507
Even so, I.vote to not store it.

I'm really not sure here though, so if the rest of you guys can convince me otherwise I'm open to ideas

>>2554518
Well, if they don't vote in the next 5 minutes, then I will count this as group's decision.

>>2554472
Store it and give it to us in the worst moment

>>2554472

Eh, let it stand

>>2554533
>>2554518
Alright 2 for keeping the 1, so 10 will stand. Writing.

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<Bare Failure>

The alien's massive gait comes charging at you, and you plant your feet firmly on the ground to meet it. Its gnashing teeth and look of pure rage would have intimidated most people, but you just meet it with your own fury. A shout of pure rage emerges from you as the alien lunges at you, mouth and claws bared. Maneuvering your arms to meet its arms, you meet the alien's full body charge head on.

The sheer impact almost causes you to go backwards, if it wasn't for the now cracking pavement underneath your feet. The alien's arms are locked with yours, as you desperately hold onto its wrist to keeps those claws away from you. Your enhanced strength seems to barely be able to hold the alien's own, and even then it is pushing you inch-by-inch back. The snarling, drooling snout is now front and center for you to witness, as it sprays you with spit and blood.

Those powerful jaws are inches away from your face as they close and snap at you with enough force to shatter your bones even with the suit on. In spite of the intimidating visage and it slowly pushing back, you seem to have it at a slight stalemate in terms of strength. Or you would have, until you see the bottom of the alien's jaw split wide open. As you see this happening, a strange, eerie howl begins to emerge from the alien's now visible throat.

The howl gets sharper, and stronger until your ears are starting to ring from the sheer pitch of it. You almost reel back in pain, but you push through it and keep the alien restrained. Then, as soon as it starts, the howling stops, as the alien's mouth closes and earns a second of silence.

It lasts only a second, as that familiar vicious howl emerges from the alien's fully split jaws and erupts in what you can only describe as a sonic explosion. You don't even have time to react as the blast hits you point blank and blows you away to a splintered tree. Between the tinnitus in your ears, you don't hear the alarm blaring in your suit. Your vision clears after tears of pain leave your eyes, and you see the alien...coughing?

It doesn't last too long however, as it now slowly walk towards you to finish the job.

'No...it's not over...'

<Continued>

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>>2554605
Also, -1 INT.

Alright, we'll call it here for now guys. I am meeting up with family tomorrow, so we'll have to continue on Sunday.

We will reconvene for Gantz: Quest on Sunday at 2 PM EST.

Check up on my twitter for updates, scheduling changes and other goodies I will post.

Have yourselves a wonderful night /qst/.

https://twitter.com/General0Bolivar

>>2554613
Thanks man, this is my first live thread and I must say I really like your quest.

>>2554619
Glad to hear that man.

Just keep in mind, our sessions arent usually this short or slow so don't use this as a general guideline for the quest.

>>2554636

They also usually don't go this good...

>>2554636
>>2556585

Don't know abou you, but I really enjoyed it, can't wait for the follow up, talking avout that, it's gonna be here or on a new thread?

>>2557203
OOC: It'll be here. I'll make an anchor post tonight to lead into tomorrow's session.

No word on when, but it'll be a simple continuation of the previous post with some options for you guys.

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>>2554605
<Continued>

'You cheating...motherfucker...', you think to yourself, while an aching, numbing pain covers your body. Whatever that blast was, it has certainly hurt much more than just your ears, as your legs and arms are almost ringing with pain. All the while, the alien walks without much hurry towards you, and shows off its large claws.

This thing knows that you're already dead as is. It's not going to waste the energy to leap for your throat and end you quickly. The alien's hulking form towers over you and you struggle to even lift up your arms. Several hundred pounds of pure muscle and snarling rage reach a claw out for your throat.

'Fuck me...' you think, waiting for the death blow to come. Instead, a sudden yelp from the alien along with several sound whirling chords appear before you. It's netting, from a Y-Gun. You painfully crane your neck to the side and see Haley, standing in defiance against the alien. A look of determination is etched across her face, with her gun and outstretched arms only adding to the sight.

The alien only struggles to get out of the netting, yet you see that there's something about it. The last time an alien had tried doing this, it seemed to have been doing this out of annoyance of being trapped. But this one seemed to be afraid, genuinely yelping and tearing at the netting to try to get out. If you didn't know any better, you'd think this alien may know what was about to come next.

"Don't you dare," she says, never losing her gaze on the alien, "hurt him again. I don't want anything else to die, but I don't want to see him die either."

The alien ignores her, and continues trying to struggle out of the netting. In spite of its initially massive strength, it can't manage to break out of the restraints. It can't even crane its head far enough to bite the netting off.

"You hear me," Haley continues, looking at the alien, "I don't want to do this. I don't know if you can understand, but...I don't want to see anything else die tonight."

"Then...why did you attack us?!" the alien speaks in a guttural drawl, and you and Haley's eyes widen in surprise at it, "We did nothing to you! We were just-"

The alien doesn't finish its sentence as its head explodes into several bloody chunks. Its body remains standing upright however, held up by the netting for all to see. You and Haley are bathed in its red blood, as parts of brain matter splatter on your cheek. This is about all of Haley can take, as you see her retch on the floor, with tears strewn in her eyes. You want to say something, yet not far from sight, you see a refraction of light coming into view, as a male body emerges from it.

"Guess Linda wasn't full of shit," a familiar voice says, as Joshua de-cloaks, "these bastards can talk. Good job by the way guys, set me up for a nice snipe there."

>Where...the hell were you?
>You were...using us, as bait?
>Killstealing...motherfucker...
>Write In

>>2558579
>You were...using us, as bait?
YOU BASSSTAARDDDDD

>>2558579
Killstealing motherfucker

>>2558579
>You were...using us, as bait?

>>2558579
>You were...using us, as bait?

>>2560151
>>2559810
>>2559636
3 for getting baited. Writing. I'll include the write in, in another portion.

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>>2559636
>>2559810
>>2560151

"You were...", you start, pain flaring as much as your anger while you do so, "using us as bait...? You son of a-"

"Well, not at first," Joshua replies, moving over towards Haley, "Linda and those black gentlemen were finishing off the other one, and I figured Oscar and that asian lady could use my help with this guy."

When he arrives to her Haley's side, Joshua waits until she's finished emptying her stomach on the floor. And hes helps Haley up from her retching, crying state and leaves her sitting on the curb. It looks like she's welcoming his help, but the aversion of her eyes from his makes it seems she's only doing so because she knows wouldn't have done it herself. After helping Haley, Joshua turns to you again, standing in an almost imposing manner.

"In all honesty, you both should be thanking me," he continues, in an uncomfortably friendly voice, "with the good timing that I showed up at. If I hadn't come when I did, you both would have ended up like that other kid."

"More like..." you retort, or you would, until your remembered Charlie, "Wait...what happened to Charlie...? Is he...?"

"He's hurt..." Haley chimes in, holding her knees with her arms, "but...I helped to stop the bleeding. Shot off his arm...but...he wasn't waking up...after that..."

"Shame that really," Joshua interjects, then heads over to your side, "But, it is what it is around here, you either get good or die trying. Now, are you two gonna keep moping on the ground or are you going to help me finish this hunt?"

Joshua heads to your side, and extends a hand to help you up. You remember this, it happened during your first hunt as well. At a moment of desperation and near death, you placed your life in the hands of another stranger and you lived. Yet, Joshua is not a stranger anymore, and you weren't gonna die anytime soon.

>Take his hand, and let him help you up
>Reject his hand, and say you'll do it yourself
>Punch him in the face, and get Haley out of here in his daze
>Write In