Looking out of the murky bus window you are greeted by a half light spewed from a broken streetlamp. It illuminates the dilapidated houses with wooden boards covering the apertures created by thieves and drunks. Two rows in front of you is what you presume to be a homeless man. The acrid reek of piss not only envelops the bus, it invades your nose. This land is a cursed one, maybe one time this place contained hope and development. But all there is now is a city crushed by poverty, ignored by the “men of the people” in favour of megacities which contain links to the perfidious international markets. The homeless man coughs up into his hand, drowning out the nigger music blaring over the radio. No doubt the song was written by some white shithead in an office who decided it would be popular with the mongrelised youth. His cough is not a short one; it reverberates throughout the bus for what feels like minutes. Finally, he withdraws his hand and gives it a look over. The palm of his dirty hand is covered by red ichor, he was coughing up blood. Looking away you are not sure if you feel pity or are disgusted with the wreck of a human. Around the bus you see a single mother of a half-caste brown mutt, you want to go up and ask her if she is his nanny. Then watch her face fall as you reply that you didn’t notice that she was related to him. After all, they look nothing alike. The boy must take after his elusive father. With a whine emanating from the old brakes of the bus as it comes to a stuttering stop. The hunching driver leaves his seat to light up some foul cigarette to smoke. Cold air rolls from the open door and caresses your exposed face. It awakens your dazed mind. Not wanting to be awake in this perpetual nightmare you close your eyes as if it would bring you some reprieve from your daily hell. You hate this bus, you hate this city, and you hate all these people. All of them soulless, godless and simply living worthless lives. Much like yourself. You wanted to be a hero. You wanted to be rich. You wanted to have a beautiful woman to whisper in your ear that she loves you. You wanted to matter and to make important decisions. But tonight that will change. You will make meaningful decisions. Your name will be on everyone’s lips. You will choose a victim. The person will be the front page of the local news. Maybe even the national is you have a bit too much fun with your target. Whoever that will be. They should thank you. What you are about to do will immortalise them forever.
>Who will you strike first? >Hunt the homeless>A rich house outside the city >A house in a foreign ghetto >University residence >Write in
>>2591998>A rich house outside the city
>>2592007>University residenceTime to slash horny teens.
>>2591998>A house in a foreign ghetto
>>2592007We better have a good MO or I aint playin!>A house in a foreign ghetto
>>2592007>A rich house outside the city
You want to kill a family. A rich happy family. Maybe the balding patriarch owns a company that he will sell when he becomes too decrepit to run it. Yeah, that’ll be all over the papers. Extended family pouring out crocodile tears for the camera while trying to snap up the vast inheritance. This will be fun.But you aren’t sure where any of these rich people live. It is not like have friends in those circles. Or any real friends at all. People irk you with their poor jokes and worse conversations. You see the match last night lad? Why does arsenal always act like they can just walk it in? We like to drink with Chris cos Chris is our mate and when we drink with Chris he takes it down in 8. You would not believe last night lads, it was mental I ended up with two slags.The constant shit they spew dances through your head as you grit mismatching teeth. You have cast off the shackles of the society. Finally, you shall be free and it will be fun. Stopping again the bus lets on a pack of wild nigger who projects their god-awful music from their mobiles. The cacophony of the radio and phone fight for supremacy. This assault is the last straw, you are doing it now. With fervour, you get up off your seat and push past the scrawny nigger trailing the pack. “Oi, cunt watch where you are walking or I’ll smash you up.” The nasal voice of the black man whines out. Replying with a snort you shove into to him again causing him to lose his weak footing. As you leave the bus you hear the gang in fits of laughter as the bitch of the group got punked again.Standing at the bus stop by the train station you decide to follow the old tracks down across the countryside. Maybe you will strike lucky and find a manor alone, far away from the police.An hour later you are still following the trail with the moonlight jumping off the gleaming tracks when you see a manor in the corner of your eye. Not even the smell of pig shit from the farm you passed can ruin this joy.>What are you carrying on your person?>A knife >A hammer>A shovel>A rubber >A toilet tank lid>Write in (I will choose a write-in over a suggestion even as it has fewer votes for this option)
>>2592265>A rubber>A rubber hammerwas what I meantSorry for ignoring votes but I started writing before the ghetto own.
>>2592276>before the ghetto own.>before the ghetto won.Fuck me
>>2592265>Write in >A hatchet
>>2592265>Write in a rusty spoon.
>>2592265>write in>gasoline and a match
Rolled 2 (1d4)>>2592292>>2592302>>2592312>>2592321Five minutes for someone to back either one of these up or I'll take what the dice wants
Oh, this is grand. A bit quaint, not audacious and modern but the home certainly has a gravitas to it. You’d never be able to afford anything like this. It sickens you. A lifetime of hard work could never give you this but some Jew blooded banker has it in his mid-forties. Well, you don’t know that but you assume it’s true and if it is not then you can make up a new story later.The building looks old but it was built this decade. You can tell by the clean bricks and smooth walls. It is facing south to let the warm sunlight invade the many windows with views of the ornate garden. A water feature is central to the design, spewing water is a cherub on a stone podium. It is staring at you accusingly. For the infraction, you charge the cherub and deliver a dropkick causing it to fall to the ground with a small thump.Checking the cheap watch on your wrist you discern that it is 2 am. You have plenty of time for fun and games. Salivating, you creep closer towards the building. Not a single light is on. The whole family must be asleep in the expensive beds dreaming of some mundane materialist wonders. Or they are away in one of their many other houses or on holiday. If that is the case then you are going to charge into the local police station rusty spoon in hand crying a murderous rage.No, that won’t happen. You have God on your side. Ever since you saw that rusty spoon at work you knew God wants you to do this. His love for humans makes him howl at their flaws. If only they were better. He wouldn’t have sent you as their divine punishment if they followed his words and laws.Withdrawing the rusty spoon from your jacket pocket you creep your way closer until you are right outside of the house. The member inside your pants is throbbing at the coming release your Joe boring persona. Finally, you can be you. >You are outside the house, what do you do?>Try to find a window kept ajar to sneak through >Knock on the front door (Hide or don’t) >Jump through the ground floor window >Write in
>>2592470>>Knock on the front door (Hide or don’t)
Going to sleep now, I'll continue this in the morning.
>>2592470>Knock on the front door (Hide or don’t)
>>2592479>>2592516>>2592519You going to hide or not? Roll me some d20sIf you aren't going to hide, how will you greet the owner at the door?
>>2592470>Knock on the front door (Hide)Want to see who answers the door without them seeing our face for now.>>2592479>>2592516>>2592519You guys know we've got to pick one or the other, right?
Rolled 7 (1d20)>>2592528
Rolled 19 (1d20)>>2592528>>2592545+1
>>2592545I figured we were just going to run our spoon into someone's eye, barge in, lock the door, and start doing serial killer stuff.
>>2592528Greet the owner and ask to use the telephone. Survey the house if he lets you inside. If not, waste him.
Rolled 2 (1d2)Hide>>2592545>>2592638Greet the owner>>2593271>>2592745
No, you aren’t going to cower and try to sneak your way in. That was be way to boring and mundane, you are going to make this electric. Standing in front of the polished oak door you rap on it. The hard wood and your knuckles make quite the sound but after minutes none of the occupants come to greet you. They must not have heard you; the house is a big one. This time you press the doorbell at the side. Rewarded with the echo of the chime dancing throughout the house and a light from upstairs switching on. It is show time.For you it is agony waiting for someone to come to see who is bothering them at this late night. Your mind has been lit ablaze with all the possibilities you could do to them. Every sadistic act you can unleash within the time frame of tonight.Swinging the door open you are greeted to a middle aged man clothed in a brown dressing gown. Early fifties you’d guess from the greying hair and receding hair line. Wrinkles mar his flabby face as does a scowl as he looks at you. “Who the fuck are you?” He shouts out, anger visible from his rude awakening. Opening his ugly mouth again, “What the fuck do you want?”Showing a wide honest smile you answer, “Hello, have you heard the good word?”“For fucks-You interrupt his further rage by jamming the rusted spoon into his eye with a lightning speed. Your other hand clamps onto his mouth to silences any screams which would warn the others on the coming horror. Releasing your hand holding the spoon you make a fist and start to pummel the bloody face. After the third blow he fell backwards to the ground but you give him no reprieve. Straddling him you continue this brutal punishment until you are quite sure that he is down for the count.Opening your backpack you notice the dark blood coating your fist. Reaching inside the bag you withdraw the zip ties and duct tape. You make sure to tightly bind the motionless form. You aren’t done with him yet.>You are inside the house with father tied up what do you do?>Hide him somewhere and do spooky stuff (what?)>Go upstairs >Go into the room with the open door and the light on >Go into the room with a sign saying “Tom’s Room KEEP OUT” >Go into the plain looking door>Start torturing the man (how?)>Write in
>>2593800>Rummage through the man's pockets for keys.Probably gonna need those for the garage.>Then go into plain looking door.If it's really plain it's either a closet, bathroom, or basement entrance or something. If it is, take the man with us, to hide him until we reap.
>>2593832it`s good enough for me
Find cute gril
>>2593832Don't forget to close the door behind us quietly.
>>2593800Brutalize his face. This is an art, and the others can wait.
Looking down at the gross form of a man you decide to check his pockets for the keys to his garage. You’ve always wanted to drive one of those overpriced cars that are worth more than the closet you rent. No doubt he has more a few of those audacious vehicles. Your hands rummage through his dressing gown pocket but they are empty, now you think about it it’d be odd for him keep them there. Giving out a slight grunt in dismay at your folly you scan the room. By the door, you see a table with a bowl containing a myriad of bits and bobs. Most importantly are the keys, for what you assume to be for the house. Pocketing them you decide to move on from your ruminations.After closing the front door you heft the heavy man onto one of your broad shoulders. Thinking about your next move you decide to peek into the plain looking door. Maybe you can stash him there while you make sure the others will be unable to interrupt you.With a surprising grace, you tiptoe up the wooden staircase. Each footfall is heavy due to the mass you are lugging on your shoulder but you have practised this many times, so it is much more muffled then it could be.Making your way to the top of the stairs you gaze back down to the entrance and see the blood from the man’s face ruining the expensive carpet. Suppressing a giggle you gently open the boring door. Stalking your way inside you see a body covered by a duvet. Only a head peeks out. Not facing you, a girl's golden blonde hair flows off the bed. On the large mirrored wardrobe you see many pictures of her smiling with friends. God does she look good in the school uniform. There are what you presume to be posters of bands and singers littering the wall showing off her dreadful taste. Two small bookshelves contain poor excuses for literature, pandering to teenage girls' newly discovered appetite in men. The dull weight of the girl’s father is becoming a chore to carry now.What do you do?>Throw her father onto of her and jump on>Tie her up>Start beating her >Force her to eat a poster which has some nigger on it >Strangle her >Feel her up>Write in
>>2596687>Clock her across the faceOne good punch outta be enough to keep her down for awhile.
>>2596687>Throw her father onto of her and jump on>Tie her up>Start beating her >Force her to eat a poster which has some nigger on it >Strangle her Lets start with a little bit o everything
>>2596687>serial murderer>not the niggerslayerfine, how about we set down the dad gently, sneak up on her, and put our hand over her mouth before gagging and binding her. Wouldn't want to ruin her face before we've had our fun. Then, when we're sure that the house is empty, we begin by gutting the father in front of the daughters eyes, before cutting his entrails and forcing the end down the daughters throat. then we squeeze the entrails like one of those paste tubes until she's forced to swallow half-digested shit.
Give me some d20s
Rolled 6 (1d20)>>2596849
Rolled 14 (1d20)>>2596849
I kinda want to let this girl go after we're done with her just so we can show up and fuck up her life again after she starts to cope with what happens to her.
>>2597580Sounds like a good way to get ourselves captured.
>>2597594We can just blind her
>>2597603Yeah but if I was the police, I would assume the killer would come back to finish the job eventually and would have her watched like a hawk.
>>2597612That's fair enough
Salivating you take another step towards the beautiful girl. The floorboards give off a gentle creek and with that, you decide that no longer will you carry this man. As much as you want to throw him against a wall and pounce on the girl there, there are other family members home. Quietly you lower the man to the floor and advance towards the sleeping figure. Softly you caress her golden hair. She mumbles in reply to your touch but doesn’t wake.Noting that gentle contact doesn’t wake her, you pull down her covers to her knees. It exposes her modest pyjamas wrapped tightly around her lithe body. The buttons running up to her neck are thankfully undone giving you a peek at her full chest. With morose you leave your ogling for now and zip ties her hands and feet. Still, she stays asleep.Just as you cover her mouth she opens her eyes to see what is happening to her. Quickly you finish off the binding by using the duct tape on her lips. She won’t be able to plead for help until you let her that is. Noticing she is unable to move, she starts thrashing in her bed. Not wanting to spoil her beautiful face you refrain from beating the fight out of her. Refusing to let her from wake the others, you pin her by holding her fragile body down to the bed. Opening your mouth you whisper, “If you struggle anymore I’ll take a knife to your dad and force you to eat the flesh I carve from him.”With a whimper she relents. For her understanding, you give her a quick peck on her cheek. Even in times like this, you can be a gentleman. Tears stream down her face as she submits to your threat. Now she’s dealt with you leave the father and daughter tied up in the girl’s room. As you exit the bedroom you are greeted by an accusing middle-aged woman’s voice, “Alex? What’s going on? Why aren’t you back in bed yet?” Then you see the matriarch of the family exit the parents’ bedroom. She also sees you. A blood-curdling shriek echoes through the once silent house.With a swift charge and a right hook, she collapses to the ground with a thud. The commotion has woken the last member of the family. The door labelled Tom’s cracks open just wide enough for a small eye to peer out.“Hello there, you must be Tom.” You welcome him to the scene.The mother is out cold, as is the father and the daughter is tied up in her own room. All that is left is Tom. What do you do?>Tell him that if he helps you tie up his mum he can live>Charge him, beat him and tie him up>Kill the mother in front of his door (how?)>Write in
>>2598602>>Charge him, beat him and tie him up
I'm slightly weak to kids.
>>2598602>Tell him that if he helps you tie up his mum he can liveWe might be able to get him to "help" us out in other ways later on tonight. Maybe get him to kill for us.
>>2598655You don't need to kill him, you can do whatever you want. There are no rails in this quest.
>>2598666K Satan>>2598602>Tell him that if he helps you tie up his mum he can liveIt's always fun to teach kids.
>>2598602>>Tell him that if he helps you tie up his mum he can livewew this some good writing
>>2598602>Tell him that if he helps you tie up his mum he can live
Rolled 7 (1d20)>>2598602>Tell him that if he helps you tie up his mum he can liveYESMY SON
Rolled 13 (1d20)>>2599164
Rolled 12 (1d20)>>2599164
“Hey, there lad.” You call out tenderly. “You don’t need to be scared. I’m not going to hurt you.” The eye still wide in fear follows your face. You don’t feel like killing this young boy, it would leave a sour taste in your mouth. Again you speak to him, “Look I’m going to be honest, I don’t feel like hurting you son. If you help me here you will come to no harm. I promise.” With a gentle push, you begin to open his door further. He isn’t trying to stop you.Seeing his face you aren’t sure if he allowed you to open his door through sheer terror or simple submission. His mouth is agape and his blue eyes are glued to you, the home invader. Tom sports a short blond haircut. Kneeling down you lower yourself to head height with him and put a strong hand on his shoulder. Giving it a kind squeeze, “Tom, could you help me tie your mother up? If you help me she’ll struggle less and that means I won’t have to punish her for fighting me. Give me a hand and be a brave boy. Do it for your family, they need you.”You nod your head and give him a smile to lead him into helping you. Hesitantly the boy mirrors the nod, agreeing to be your accomplice. For the binding of his mother at least. Maybe you aren’t lying as well. He might just earn his life. Chucking over the silver roll of duct tape and two zip ties you allow him to work on his unconscious mum. You act disinterested and pretend to not be paying attention to his work. But he doesn’t try to fool you with a half-arsed job. After the boy is done you pick the woman up and carry her on your shoulder much like how you did to her husband. Without trying to hide, you allow each footfall to be heard by all awake, as you make your way toward the daughter’s room. Looking back to find the boy immobile standing in the position he finished tying up his mother. Giving a small hand gesture he begins to move warily towards you. Continuing your pace you are in the daughter’s room. Placing the wife by her man you see the horror in the girl’s eyes. The boy is standing just inside the entrance. There is no one else within the house and you’ve got all those who could be a threat bound. Now it is time for the fun to really get going. Your hand fingers the bloody spoon in your pocket in in a growing ecstasy. https://youtu.be/Qum0UH9q4hIThis feels so right. It feels like the missing piece of your life has been put into place. The back of your head is no longer screaming in frustration. Taking a deep breath in you know this moment is now your home. You can almost hear a voice in your head, it sounds proud of you. It feels warm and eternal and infinite. It feels parental in its comfort, soothing like a mother running her hand through her son’s hair.
>Both parents are out cold and tied up. The daughter is the same but awake and the son is paralysed with fearWhat do?>Piss on the parents to wake them up (Can be combined with another choice)>Start torturing (who?) (how?)>Kill (who?) (how?)>Put on some music to get in the mood (what song?)>Force (who?) to fuck (who?) >Write in
>>2600041>>Put on some music to get in the moodPsycho Killer - Talking Headshttps://m.youtube.com/watch?v=O52jAYa4Pm8OrStuck in the Middle with you - Stealers Wheelhttps://m.youtube.com/watch?v=DohRa9lsx0Q
>>2600041It`s time to enjoy ourselves a little, let`s start by fucking the girl, everybody can watch, we can be rough too>>2600070>70▶>>>2600041it`s good too
>>2592470A lifetime of hard work could never give you this but some Jew blooded banker has it in his mid-forties. The family is jewish?
>>2600101>The family is jewish?The father is but not the mother. Therefore the children aren't.
>>2600041i'm just going to refer you to my earlier post>>2596767
>>2600140Yeah that vote won, but it was too much for just one update. So I tied the girl up like you wanted and had you search the house to make sure it was empty.
>>2600158well just look at this as me voting for it again
>>2600041check the house make sure it's emptycut the phone cable or communication related cablelock the front door
>>2600376The house is a large one in the middle of nowhere, so there is no real need to lock the front door. All the people in the house are in the room. Right now you can only get caught in the act if you are very very stupid.
>>2600076I will support this.
>>2600041>>2596767+1Let's take em to the basement or the garage and do that so the other can hear but only she can see it. Let's make this interesting. Maybe have fun using a car battery and gasoline when we are done with the father.
>>2600737>>2596767I'm very sorry, I've started writing/planning for >>2600429 , >>2600076 . I don't mean to cuck you, I hope I don't offend you with continuing on the post I'm writing?
>>2600799If you want to wait for a tiebreaker I'm game.
>>2600799We could just proceed to rape her than go and drag them out
>>2600828My phone is on 6% and my charger is broken so I can't make a super long update like that. I also like leaving my quest with a choice as I like see (You)'s when I come back.
>>2600849I'll just vote for rape then since it's less permanent than cutting the guy open for now
>>2600871We can always do the cutting and intestine eating after.
>>2600887aww. Alright, fine. how about this though. We look for gardening/powertools to have fun with before we do the deed so to speak. I'd love to shove a small jackhammer down the mothers ass and turn it on, then watch as her innards become mush. Perhaps we can find some fun kitchen appliances to play with as well. If theres a sewing machine we can do cool thread tattoos on the father, or bind him by "tattooing" connecting thread to several limbs.
You want them all awake for this. Not for a fucking second are you going let one of the parents escape this hell. They’ve had it all up until this point. Friends, those that hang on his every word so that they might gobble up any charity this Jew dispenses to his hangers-on. From his very secure job. No, this place isn’t bought by a secure job; it was bought by nepotism and inheritance. He has never had to beg for one more month to pay that rent. Maybe he owns property and is the one who takes his monthly a paycheck from his struggling clients. He also has a beautiful lover, albeit ageing. One that is proud of him and he of her. Back in your one bedroom apparent you are stuck with a woman you’ve never cared for. But she is the best you could do, she has no beauty, not like the daughter here. You have never known the touch of any woman as beautiful as her. Always fanaticising but never living that dream. But now you will.Going up to the parents you approach with frenzy in your eyes, fists curled. You slam your hands into the mirror next to the sleeping jew. It shatters into hundreds of pieces. The clamour wakes the dulled adults from their slumber. Bending down you grab a sharp mirror shard. The serrated edges ruin your worn hand by creating small lines of red from the places you are holding it too tightly. Going forward to the parents you jam the blade into the fat man’s mouth and slice open the duct tape keeping him silent. But you made a hash of it. You did it on purpose. From the slit blood is spat out from the man, terror is etched across his face. Taking more care with his wife you perform a similar action on her. They begin to beg you, but that only brings you mirth as you zone out thinking about how you shall heighten their panicked calls. You prop them up against the wall so they can see the bed. So they can see you. So they can see their daughter.With almost hesitantly you remove the girl's gag. She starts crying and babbling out pleas. The headache disappears with this music to your ears. You try to silence her nonsense for now, “Darling don’t panic. Everything will be fine if you just do what I say. You don’t need to be harmed. Tell me, what’s your name?”“I-I-I’m Lucy… I’m fif-“ She quickly blurts out but you silence her with a finger to Lucy’s lips. Running a hand across her cheek you say, “We are going to have sex. I don’t know if you’ve done it before but to stop it from hurting you need to relax and follow what I do. You can’t stop me. No one here can. If you accept it, you’ll come to no more harm than that.” Her body convulses from her renewed sobbing and she gives a tearful nod. Now the father and mother are giving off a mixture of threats and pleas. This only widens your smile. Turning your head away you see Tom has tears dripping from his chin as he stares at his feet trying to ignore the horrid events.
Taking the mirror shard you cut her restrains. Both of you know that she has no chance to overpower your large frame. With hunger, you undo your cheap belt and lower both your trousers and boxers exposing your sizable length. “Lucy darling, could you take your clothes off for me? I would get too wound up and might hurt you.” You lie as you want to see her complaint in the act. You want to pretend she wants you too. Lustfully you gaze at her as she shyly unbuttons her top exposing her pert chest. They smaller than your girlfriend's breasts but they have the firmness to them and aren’t augmented by an overindulgence in food. Throwing your blade away from you run your bloody hand up from her exposed waist leaving a smear of blood across the left side of her body until your reach her torso and start molesting. She gives a mixture of cute whimpers and squeaks from your attention. Kissing the red blood you drew across her body you are rewarded with a copper taste and more sounds. The father roars at you from his ruined face but it only increases the excitement in your trousers. One that you shall release. As you move up from nuzzling her neck you whisper and chuckle into her ear, “Can you lose your bottoms? They are kinda in the way.”Shimmying off her remaining clothes she reveals smooth long legs and a cute blond bush between them. Hungry you pin her arms with one hand and use the other to position her for your union. You need to grab her, not because of any resistance, there is none. But from your overwhelming desire to be accepted by this angel of beauty. The part of your mind that rages at you whenever you engage in intercourse with your girlfriend is singing in splendour.With delight, you grunt as you enter the virgin, it is echoed by a slight gasp from the girl. The mother screams at you, calling you every name she can think up. Spittle flies from her mouth. You wanted to do this slowly; you wanted to simulate a lovers tryst but your excitement overcomes you. The tempo of your thrusts increases as you abandon any pretence of tenderness. Her body starts to dance with yours, moving in sync. Grabbing her by the chin you invade her lips. Your tongue explores the young beauties mouth and her tongue caresses yours. After an unknown about of time, you finish inside her after she has tried to hide her own convulsions and moans from the experience. Quickly you run your eyes across the room seeing if anyone is about to attack. None are. The boy has turned his back on his sister getting deflowered, both the father and mother are still restricted by their restrains. You were vulnerable there. Tom could have tried to stab you or the parents could have broken free. Lucy is crying again at her spent maidenhood and the lack of fight she put up. Without thought you stroke her blonde hair trying to calm her then realise what you are doing and snap your hand back.What do?
>>2601177Boom, they are there. You don't need to go looking for tools you've got them unless I state otherwise.
>>2601245Let's wrap this up, we've gotten what we wanted and someone will eventually investigate all the screaming.Kill the mother, kill the father, leave the girl and take the boy with you.
>>2601245Make Tom fuck his motherPut music to set ambience and cover the screams
>>2601259You are in the middle of nowhere. Unless someone has called the police you are good until morning. You'd guess it's around 3am right now.
Take her outside and spray her cooch with a hose. Wouldn’t want a pesky swab to ruin your week.
Also, I was going to put >>2600070 in the update but I forgot. Sorry about that.
Question OP, our face is hiden right? Whats the protagonist apparence?
>>2601318>our face is hidden right?Not sure desu>Whats the protagonist appearance?This is set in England. You are bald, it ages your face to mid-thirties while you are late 20s. You aren't attractive but not hideous. You a tall 6ft something and got some muscle going on.
>>2601364How old is Tom? Does he have enough sex ed toknow what happened to his sister or does he just comprehend it was something bad?
>>2601294Also make the mother slurp up your remains in her daughter. Threaten that you'll rape the boy too if she doesn't comply.
>>2601656I want to absolutely humilate the girl and make her squirt all over her mom's face.
>>2601634As a child, he understands you violated his sister with a truly evil act but he doesn't fully understand sex. Frankly, I'm not comfortable writing about any sex act involving him, especially as he hasn't begun puberty yet. I will do it but it will be incredibly forced and leave an ill taste in my mouth. He is 9/10 ish, Lucy is "fif-" years old i.e. 1X years old. Also, I want to remind you that this isn't a smut quest. I tried to show you a bit of the PC mind with the rape. As well as the girl's humiliation and implied future where she deals with the fact she orgasmed (and lost her virginity) whilst being raped in front of her family (assuming you don't kill her) and that she could turn out pregnant. It wasn't meant to be pornographic in nature. Whilst I don't mind writing sex/rape, I don't want it to be a backbone of this quest.
>>2601845Its cool, I don't mind continuing her sexually degradation. But if it is simply smut this quest will get banned. Also, I'm kind of using this quest as a trial for certain things for my other quest.
Also I would like some d20s
Rolled 17 (1d20)>>2601889
Rolled 5 (1d20)>>2601889
Rolled 7 (1d20)>>2601889
>>2602126>>2602203You two can still vote
I kinda want to make them play some kind of game that results in what part we start cutting off the dad when we get to that.
>>2601245Let`s tie her up again, and Tom too, let`s not forget to thank her too, it will only be worse for herlet`s put father and mother on the bed and serch for something sharp on the kitchen, we have some carving to do
Great quest OP
kill all of them and hide the corpses to prevent it discovered fast by the public so you can still roam this area without any problem like polices or more careful citizen
The thought of fucking up a family turns me on so much
Make out with the girl we fucked and get her to admit how good it felt to her family. Then tell her to stab her dad or we will go after her brother.
Thanks for all the replies but what you want to do isn't very coherent to me. The closest thing I can think of are these >>2601294 >>2601656 two. And they have rather different moods.
>>2602665Welcome to running a quest that involves allowing players to actually rape people regardless of your intent from the begining QM. GG no re
>>2602680I can fix this
>>2602686You can fix this the same way a sailor can fix a sinking ship.By fucking getting on the damn lifeboat and hope to god the next ship you're on doesn't run into a damn iceberg.
I can change my vote to >>2602255>>2602241but I still think we should clean her up. Going outside and getting a hose seems like it could be dangerous though.
>>2602686Good luck, OP, you're gonna need it.
>>2602695I can work with this. Anyway, I won't update around the same time today. It will be later due to me passing out around midday. That being said I will still get two updates out.
I think this is more of a lesson to add more options than just write in
>>2602773I would like to add an extra little piece that would probably help more than not: At the beginning, give the players something to work off of regarding our character's archetype besides choice of weapon, target, and location. Because so far if you told me what happened during this session I could have mistaken it for a game of Everyone Is John.
>>2602791That was part of the idea behind the quest. My last quest was criticised for being too linear and I had everything mapped out. This made some readers feel as if their decisions had no impact on the quest.
>>2602819What was your last quest? Mostly so that I can see for myself. Because while linearity can be a problem, it can also be a boon if handled carefully. And from the sound of things you may have just simply ran afoul of it's consequence by accident.
>>2602827It's not dead yet, just on a short hiatus. So I'd rather not stir shit about it.But that is my first quest and this is a small side thing to kill a little time
>>2602838That's fine m8, I figured I should at least ask since you seem that you want to make this quest work, despite what has happened so far.
>>2602855Nah this is most probably a one-shot but I've an idea for the ending which I want to reach. Plus I don't like leaving things half done and I'm having fun with it at the same time
I’m voting to take the girl with us when we leave.
>>2603285Where would we even keep her?
>>2603841in the fridge, in pieces or something, I mean, a lot of serial killers do that right?
>>2603285I’m voting no for this, I remember we came walking right? Walking around with a crying girl trying to get her to stop screaming at passersby will look extremely bad for us
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P79lA_pJWaU>Come on cunts
Sorry, I can't update today, got a bit of a """writer's""" block and a massive headache. I'll 100% get an update or two out tomorrow.
>>2603853Don't we maybe live with our gf?
>>2604411there's plenty of room in the fridge
>>2604411>>2604449>half the PC wants to love her the other half wants to dice herKek
>>2604606Then how about we compromise and love her to death?
>>2604659This quest is me trying out unlimited player choice so whatever you guys vote for I'll try to provide to the best of my ability.
>>2603891We steal one of the richfeh's cars
This update really has gotten away from me
You let out a sigh of relief from pleasure caused by the defilement of the virginal girl, who you have now turned into a woman. Her face is buried in a pillow. Proof of her humiliation covers her body and stains the bed. Maybe you should set fire to this place after you are done. There is simply too much evidence to scrub away. Reaching out with your arms you stretch as you sit on the sullied bed.“Lucy thanks, that was great. I haven’t felt like that in… well I don’t think I ever have.” You inform the girl as you flip her over so you can get a good look at her face. Gazing down at her you see tear stains but now dry eyes. Her eyes are directed towards you but there is a lack of focus. She might be in shock. Taking her shoulders into your oversized paws you give a firm but not harsh shake. “Lucy I’m talking to you. It’s very rude not to listen.” Looking at you she removes a bit of the malaise in her expression but there is a lack of light in her eyes. You reiterate, “That was excellent, cheers for that. I’m also glad to see that by the end it seemed you were enjoying it almost more than I was. You are a real keeper.” You finish off with a wicked smile as her lips tremble however Lucy wills herself to resist the urge to blubber again. “As you were such a good girl I will only tie up your hands… what do you say when someone does you a favour?”Diminutively she whispers, “T-thank you.” In an effort calm your face, which was turning into a scowl.After her wrists are tightly secured you grab the thrashing parents by their ankles. One adult in each hand and drag them out the room. Calling to the children you order them, “Lucy, Tom follow me. Tom do you know if have the game twister in the house? I was thinking that we could use it.”Sheepishly the boy nods his head and explains that family games are kept in the wall unit by the TV in the living room. Thinking that the living room is a good place as any other you journey there. Travelling down the stairs both the parents give off loud complains as their heads impacts on each step. Reaching the living room you are welcomed by the sight of a large of a fireplace crackling with controlled flames. An iron cover blocks any unfortunate accidents. A long black couch faces a wall unit which houses a massive TV. Allowing the parents to thrash in front of the cabinet you tell the kids to sit down, you are going to play a game.
>>2605822Hot damn this is exciting
Placing the Twister spinner in the centre of the circle you and the family make. You tell them your improvised rules for the game, “As we have kids here I thought we could play a game. Normal Twister is rather boring so we are going to spice it up. We shall do this by taking turns at spinning the spinner and we use my knife to cut off a part of Mr Dad over here. If the spinner lands on right hand, you’ll have to do something like cut off a finger on his right hand. To show you how it’s done I’ll get started.”The fathers face blanches at the statement and lets out a rant, “You are fucking crazy. None of them will hurt me. Just leave now you demented freak. If you leave now we don’t have to call the police everything can be forgotten. You can get on with your daily life and we can get on with ours. Just please don’t hurt me.”Reaching towards the spinner you pause turning to the ravished naked angel, “I see on TV that before rolling dice the hero always gets a kiss for good luck. Mind doing the honours? I really doubt Tom would want to do it and you are so much more beautiful than your mother.”Uncertainty is half written on her face, the other half is despondency left over from the rape. On her knees, she shuffles closer to you until she trips and falls face first into your chest. Her face turns up to you, fear shrieking from her features. The cute behaviour puts a smile on your face, showing you have taken no offence. Once again she moves closer to you until her hands grasp your shirt for stability and her lips meet yours. The kiss is a clumsy one, her inexperience shines through. Her soft lips press into your more rugged ones and her grip on your shirt tightens. A growing lust springs inside you but is controlled by your reason. You will not spend the whole night in her. Almost as sweet as her lips you see her father glaring at you in revolution.Backing off from you Lucy apologies, “I-I-I’m sorry; I don’t know how to kiss. I’ve never done it before… well apart from when we…” She trails off in shame but there is an ever so slight rosiness in her cheeks.Your hand spins the board for with force. The man has started whimpering once your attention gets focused back on him. Your brain is aflame with rapture from this, this moment is perfect. The point of the spinner begins to slow until it finally lands on left hand. Withdrawing a knife from your pocket you flick the blade up with your thumb. “Oh god no, please no. I’ll let you have anything. I can get you everything. If you want to leave with my Lucy I’ll let you. Leave me alone, oh god please leave me alone.” The kike wails and pleas.Slowly you stand up and walk towards him. His babbling increases in its pitch and intensity. To emphasize your approach you let your feet fall with a thump as you menace forward. He fails on the floor trying to move anyway from any place but here. Tears weep from one of his eyes, blood from the other ruined one.
>>2605887Girl seems like an angel and her dad doesn't give two shots about her safety. That's unfortunate.
Not before a powerful kick, you grab his left wrists and gently rub it with your knife, allowing the sharp blade cause slight cuts. You do this to heighten his terror. Then you shear it across his fat thump. He lets out a panicked screech as blood spurts from his new stump. The bright crimson runs down his arm and splatters his bare chest, it also ruins your shirt. Going to the fireplace you remove the iron grate and dump the severed thumb into the flames in almost an infernal offering. Next, it will be Lucy’s turn she is the one sitting to your left in the circle. His screams still are going loud.With her hands which are tied together, she spins Twister and gets his right hand. With less hesitancy then you’d expect she takes the knife and goes over to her father. Struggling to grip on the man locked in a fit with her bound hands, she turns back to you with an uneasy plead on her face. Rising you grab his right arm and force it against the floor. Lucy holds the blade above his thumb and looks away. Then pushes down with her weight behind the knife.Once again you are splattered in ichor but now his daughter is also sprayed with the blood. This adds further red paint to her nude body. His wailing has turned into a more gentle self-pitying lament. Under all the filthy fear there is now a hurt and betrayed look in his visage. Lucy goes back to the circle, trembling bloody hands cover her face. Now it is time for Tom. His fingers shake, unlike the others he is the only one who isn’t bound in any form. When Tom spins the game, the sound of the pointer rakes across the cardboard until it slows and stops at the right hand again.He looks up at you, his face wracked in sobs. Putting a hand on his shoulder you lead him towards his moaning father. A lot of the man’s energy has been lost due to the thrashing and the shock from the pain and blood loss. Holding out Tom’s hand you place the wet knife within it and give him a push forward. The lack of fight in the father allows him to pin down his right arm mirroring your help with Lucy. He starts sawing into his kin's index finger but is having no luck. The bone blocks the process. Echoing throughout the house are the father’s screams but they are weaker than before.Getting up Tom drops the gory knife and spews the content of his belly on to the floor. A dark frown brews across your face due to this boy not following your commands. Roughly you grab him after he finishes whipping the foul-smelling sick from his mouth. Putting his hands in yours you guide him from behind. Forcing him to pick up the knife and place it on the boy’s father’s ruined finger. Using your strength you push the boys hand down. Another digit is free of the man’s hand and more blood flows.
Grabbing the boy you pull him up from the crouched position above his dad and shove Tom back to the circle. The knife is back in your hands and you glare at the mother impatiently. She has snot and tears flowing down her battered and bruised face. You tell her with a threat in your voice to spin, but all she does is shake her head in defiance.How do you punish the mother?>Cut off her fingers >Throw her into the fire>Remove her eyes>Write in
Sorry for the poor update. I really lost energy by the end and it has led to a clear decline in quality.
>>2605932>Write inMake her eat all the eggs, all of them>>2605935Nah good update, thanks for wtiting OP
>>2605965>Make her eat all the eggs, all of themBy eggs do you mean the father's testicles or the eggs in the fridge?
>>2605972Whatever the writer think is best
>>2605972His testicles. He's not a man if he'd give up his daughter to reduce his pain. I bet he would have been happy if his wife had offered to take his place as well.
>>2605965This>>2605935It was good the whole way through
>>2605965This but I want Lucy to be the one to cut her fathers balls off. Is it wrong I want to waifu her? Anyone else want to as well?
>>2606364I'm not opposed to it but it doesn't seem practical
>>2606507In what way? She can help us out in our murders.
>>2606612Towards the end we could tell her something like "I've taken a bit of a liking towards you, so I'll give you two choices. First you surrender yourself and come with me ... or I'll be forced to kill you and burn your corpse. Too much evidence left behind you see. Well, who knows. You might come to like it as my assistant. Cleaning up the world one stop at a time.What will it be?"But we'd need to find a way to keep her out of sight and audio range somehow. I don't know if anyone has a brilliant plan for that.
>>2606775Kill her and make her a voice in your head.
>>2606775In the OP the QM talked about abandoned houses lining the street. Go to that area tie her up inside one of the houses, I'm assuming that we live with our girlfriend.
Again she shakes her head while letting out half gasps due to being out of breath from all the wailing. You will not stand her ruining this with her insubordination. With a backhand you strike the ageing woman across her face, leaving red marks on her cheek. Tom is now just staring into the fire as if it was a TV he could use to drown out his parents who are arguing again. His vomit stinks up the place and covers the front of his pyjama shirt.You have to punish the mother. For your own peace of mind and to teach the kids a good example. Thinking about a good example the father bears no resemblance to one as well. To think that he is called a man when he would have given up his first child to stop his own pain. The thought makes hatred flow from you. The back of your head claws at you telling to make them all suffer dreadful agonies for being so corrupted.Deciding you shall make the parents suffer together and that you want to emasculate the father for the rest of his life. However short that may be.Pushing past the mother you once again tower over the father, like a menacing obelisk. Relief washes the mother as you seem to ignore her. She may think that you are simply weak when it comes to women. It is not the case. The father lets out more whimpers as he sees you with his on working eye.Pulling apart his dressing gown you see his small genitals. Taking his scrotum into your hand you give a savage squeeze as you heft your knife. Jamming the blade into his sack blood spurts out in a torrent. Around him from his many wounds is a pool of blood which he has covered himself in by rolling in pain. Hacking and sawing you are met with his fleshing giving way from your assault. Presenting his balls in your hands you return to mother and shout, “Eat!”“I can’t, I can’t.” She babbles through renewed tears. You will not have this. Slamming the knife into her thigh she screams and it pains your ears. Quickly you jam the father’s bloody genitals into her open mouth. Your hand clamps over it so she is unable to spit it out. But that doesn’t stop her from trying. So you pinch her nose until she digs in. Behind your mitt you can feel her jaw go to work on the foul meal.Withdrawing back you see blood well from her mouth and pour from her leg. The father has become almost still and is only just slightly twitching. Through the large glass wall, you can see the dark night is being replaced by a lighter grey. You can’t spend too long here, you must start finishing up.>Who are you going to kill>How are you going to kill them
>>2607985>Tie the mother and father up to something secure, steal car keys.>Let the daughter decide what happens to the son.>Set the house on fire and drive off with the daughter.
>>2607985I'm pretty sure that all this rape and suffering made everybody hungry, so it's time to make some hot black coffee and pancakes for the family
>>2608453*and stick things in everybody's butthole, of course
>>2608253Let's go with this, but slitting mom and dad's throat to make sure they actually die and aren't rescued by firefighters
So where did every one else go?
>>2609612No idea. But yeah, maybe killing them first would be good. Or at least crippling them with a blunt object so they burn to death instead of dying quickly.
>>2607985>>2608684>>2609740Let's have tom , the girl and PC Beat the parents to death with blunt objects like piñatas. It'll be a fun family thing to do
I don’t think it’s a good idea too bring the girl along, Stockholm syndrome only lasts for so long.
>>2607985>Who are you going to killDaddy and Mommy of course. Let the kids live they dindu nuffin. >How are you going to kill themCut mommy's head off ISIS style. Put daddy's head on the stove. Torch the house and make a smooth getaway. >>2610327>Stockholm syndrome only lasts for so long.Why not try our luck? We already nutted in her which will leave genetic evidence. Hey, and if she gets too frisky we can always dump the body in a bog.
OP here, I won't get out a midday update. Might get out a night one, not sure. I've got a busy day.
>>2610774To add if any of you can find a naked blond with blood on her and is unharmed it'd be appreciated.
>>2610776No dice, QM. Looked through 21 pages and didn’t find anything decent enough to post here.
>>2610776I've found a few for you to choose from.https://simg3.gelbooru.com//images/0b/3d/0b3d8c7924c1984e5561661db556c190.jpghttps://simg3.gelbooru.com//images/73/da/73dab6858c054ade74c887bf2c283b26.jpghttps://simg3.gelbooru.com//images/05/45/0545afc2e6151034714e28bc3b0ac6ab.jpghttps://simg3.gelbooru.com//samples/46/d5/sample_46d59bc6496ad502817097390c9765be.jpghttps://hijiribe.donmai.us/data/__giorno_giovanna_jojo_no_kimyou_na_bouken_and_vento_aureo_drawn_by_zakki__3793a6e7d96ad4be745b624a26d254f7.jpghttps://hijiribe.donmai.us/data/sample/__rumia_touhou_drawn_by_tonbo_11023__sample-647abccb98d0d561663f638e8a4cae7a.jpg
>>2611054Alternatively there is also always just recoloring hair.
>>2610776How about this?
>>2610794I had a similar issue, thanks for checking.>>2611054Good lad, hats off to you. For all that if you want me to add something in for you just give me a shout but don't namefag pls>>2611643Kek thats a good one.I'll get an update out in an hour or two. Tomorrow I'm travelling the whole day so don't expect an update. Sorry for irl shit.
>>2612120>if you want me to add something in for you just give me a shout Not him but as we and the girl are covered in blood maybe we should have a shower before going on the run.
>>2612191Sure why not
The parents shall die. Never have you wavered on that. Especially the father, how could he offer up his daughter? Can he not feel the radiant glow emanating from her? It doesn’t matter; no longer shall she be in his care. He will burn and she will be yours. The mother has failed in her role. Not once did she beg for you to just let the kids go. Both these scum are too self-interested to see any larger picture, or if they are they simply don’t care.You are going to keep Lucy, she is too precious to leave or even worse damage. Maybe you can get her to see as you do. Yes, she can be your helper, your apprentice, your lover. She hasn’t seemed to fight it so far. If you get her to help in your murders then she will be stuck with you, if she runs away then she will get charged almost as harshly as you. It would be best if you could get her alone to corrupt her, trade her morals for her little brother’s life. Not that you feel like killing him but she doesn’t have to know. Tying you Tom you call to Lucy, “Hey Lucy I need you to come with me.” Beckoning her you lead her to one of many bathrooms. Both you two are covered in so much blood any person would call the police as soon as you are out of earshot. You’ve got to play this smart. “Lucy I’m going to give you a choice. You can come with me and be my companion. I promise that I’ll not hurt, well as long as you don’t do anything stupid. The other option is I will have to kill you. I’ll make it quick, I don’t want to hurt you but you carry too much evidence of my actions in your body. You understand right? Also, this decision will impact on your brother.” You explain in a soft demeanour as you undress and enter the shower. Sadness rolls across her eyes but she does not flinch or scream. Timidly she looks into your eyes searching for a lie in your deal. But there is none. With a belated nod, she answers, “I understand. If you let me go you will be caught. I guess there are no other options for you.” As she mulls into over in her head you invite her into the large shower. As she enters you turn it on. The hot water washes down on both your naked forms as you embrace her from behind. The dried blood becomes a ruddy liquid as it runs off her body. Your hands follow the water's journey, down her bountiful curves you molest. Defiance is not there in fact, Lucy’s rear pushes against your excitement due to natural instincts. Squeezes and gropes gives off moans as you explore her body for the second time this night.“C-c-can you please stop? This is… I shouldn’t feel like this.” She breaks out in a small cry.“Lucy, you’ve done nothing wrong. It’s only natural for you to feel like this. Trust me, unlike your father I really do care about you. Let me show you. Come with me.” You say as you force the girl to face you.There is fear in her face, but it is hidden under many other emotions which push at her to surrender herself to you.
“I don’t think I have a choice, do I? I-I’ll be yours. Just treat me kindly and let my brother go and I’ll be all yours. I… Thank you for this chance to live, I know it’s a real risk for you. This, this is so mad” She ends with a slight giggle as she rests her head on your chest. After your time in the shower, you tell her to pick out some clothes and put some on. Only enough to carry in a small backpack. You got to the parent room and take a hoodie and sweatpants. Both are nondescript and stretch to fit your size. Meeting back downstairs you tell Tom to wait out back and Lucy in the garage, if they call anyone or run then the rest of their lives will be very painful. With a sledgehammer, which was resting next to the old Jaguar you told Lucy to enter, you approach the woman. You would have preferred to use your knife again but you’ve just got clean so you’ll just have to behead her with the hammer. She watches you screaming and shaking her head, again. But she is bound, she can’t escape. Drawing your arm back you prepare to swing and then scythe it forward. The blow impacts her neck coating everything to her right in gore. Ignoring her spine there is nothing attaching her lolling head to her body. Blood erupts from the chasm you’ve created, but more importantly, none lands on you.Not wanting to get blood over your new shoes you ignore the corpse of the mother and go to the barely living father. Grabbing him by his hair you pull him to the fireplace. Then you throw him in. Shooting out the fire dances across the dad’s form. The blaze consumes the fatty body with unnatural speed. It races from his figure and the conflagration spreads to the floor.With a new sense of urgency, you run from the living room towards the garage. The flame trails you across the house, hungrily snapping at your heels. Sprinting into the room you leap into the car containing your woman. Without sparing a second you gun the engine and speed along the driveway until you are free of the growing bonfire. That fire was wrong, fire doesn’t act. Looking back you see a small shadowy figure trying to race the inferno across the now blazing garden. Then like a giant hand, the fire jets forward and gasps the figure and obfuscates it in a yellow blaze.THANK YOUBut you are free, you and Lucy are free. A sense of rapture rolls over you, clearing you of all the stress that has been built up over the years. Then you remembering that you need to find a place for Lucy to live, locked up for now, and you need to get back home to your girlfriend. The stress you relieved yourself from ekes back.>Where do you chain Lucy up? (Roll a d20)
To be honest abandoned homes tend to have homeless, looter, and drifters inhabit them. Lucy could possibly fall victim to someone else.
>>2612575I know, you're in a pretty shit situation.
>>2612533Break up with our current gf and kick her out. She wouldn't understand our new hobbies and could never matchup with Lucy anyway and we're entering a new phase in our life where we'll release everything we've held back all these years and we'll be honest to our desires. Wait until we're sure she's gone to bring Lucy in. Turn our home into our new lovers den.Also head to a sex shop and by some gags and handcuffs to lock up Lucy during the day. Probably should get rid of the car as well somehow. But that might need to be done latter.
Rolled 14 (1d20)>>2612533Forgot to roll
Rolled 16 (1d20)>>2612533Also voting to kick old gf out to move Lucy in.
You need to skip town Mister Killer! If they plaster her face all over the news someone is bound to find out! You have such little time to act. Soon there will be a police investigation. You can't take her home because your fugly ol girlfriend will find out. I'd say skip town. Vanish. Have you ever wanted to travel? Now is your chance. I've heard the Azores are nice this time of year and aren't very far from Britannia.
>>2612908While vanishing doesn't sound bad. How are we going to leave the country without getting stopped by airport security or even skip town without becoming fugitives? This car is conspicuous as fuck.
>>2612533*Reads first paragraph*O come on fucking bullshit
>>2612533>>2612615Instead of kicking of kicking out gf , let's kill her too.We'll put her body in the car and drive it off the bridge into a river or something
With family today so I'll update in the evening.
You shall take her to your place. It’s the only area you can watch her without attracting any real attention. The only issue is that you don’t live alone, your girlfriend Sam is waiting there. Fuck, how are you going sort that out? Well, it is your only option so problems can be thought about later, you are more of an impulsive guy anyway. The restored engine purrs as drive along the road. Looking to your left you see a small body hugging her knees to her chest. “Seatbelt,” You call over the oncoming wind. A convertible is hardly the most subtle getaway car but beggars can’t be choosers.As much as you want to see how fast this baby can go you are reminded about all those felons who have been caught by breaking some minor tariff law. That won’t be you. You’ve got to kill so many more, it’d be criminal to rob you of that. Pulling up on your most hated street in the word you see the tall monument to all its inhabitant’s sins. Standing there alone ruining the skyline is a dirty brown tower block. Many of the windows are shining brightly in the small hours of the night. It’s not like the majority of these people have jobs to go to in the rapidly advancing morning. Ushering Lucy out of the car you chuck the keys into the driver’s seat. No doubt some kid will steal the car, joyride it and then burn it once he is finished with his fun.Taking Lucy by the wrist you drag her into the worn out building. As you get into the elevator it reeks much like the rest of the public areas of the building. Graffiti is drawn and carved in every area of the interior spewing out many unoriginal slurs. Finally, you are greeted with a ding as you reach your floor. Gently you unlock your apartment's door and open it. The room is pitch black apart from the light that follows you in from the hallway. Giving a soft tug towards your new companion you guide her in. Then a light from the bedroom flicks on. Pushing the young girl into a closet to escape being found by your girlfriend.Just as you close the door on Lucy the light switches on and flicker dully. An angry face scowls at you, “What the fuck have you been doing? Out with friends, it’d be a good lie if you had any. Or is it “Looking for jobs”? It’s been months since you’ve last had one and we have no fucking money.”Gritting your teeth you fight back from joining her in shouting, “I was out. Aren’t I allowed to go out once in a while?”“Not when we have no fucking money. You are so selfish, so lazy. You are a fucking waster. You will never be shit. Even if you put any effort in you’d still be a fucking loser. I’ve had enough of you. Being with you has been a waste of two fucking years. I don’t even remember why I liked you in the first place. I am so tired of this.”https://youtu.be/WdS_VdblFtkYour hand reaches for the knife in your pocket for the final time this night.
I hope you've all enjoyed this oneshot. I've enjoyed writing this. I only really regret making Lucy waifuable. It's made a nice change from running Princess Guard Quest. I might run this again on a blue moon, I've ideas for a plot and shit.Have a great day and thank you for your time. Hope to see you all again.
>>2618381Sadly (or not) could not get away from waifus. I enjoyed the oneshot thanks for running it. Have you set a day for princess guard quest yet? I don't have a Twitter account so I don't see if you post
>>2618381>I might run this again on a blue moon, I've ideas for a plot and shit.This was great. Thanks anon. Please make one again soon.
>>2618613>>2618638Thanks>Have you set a day for princess guard quest yet?Next weekend, so the 9th or the 10th.
>>2618381Thanks for running. Was a very fun experience.
>>2618776Glad you enjoyed it.
>>2618381>That spoilerOh hai there. I've actually been reading your take on that quest.Seems okay so far. Nothing beyond redemption.
>>2620905Cool, I mean to continue the trend of taking it further away from the original butler feel of the quest.
>>2621133Well as long as you don't fall into the same trap of "giving random antagonists macguffins that allow them to conveniently defeat the MC out of thin air" it should be smooth sailing for you.
>>2621159Nah, don't worry about MacGuffins. I don't plan to add any in.