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>>3094580
It was parties like these that offered a rare window into the man's life, and the opportunity to meet him in person. Naturally, the upper echelons of the corporate and political worlds flocked here to curry favor with Umbrella's top executives.

"Oh my gosh, this is the best opportunity to meet the Umbrella heads all at once!" The Boss says giddily as she stares out the window the Umbrella provided helicopter ferrying your group to Spencer's mansion.

"Yeah, yeah, well I'm just gonna hang out at the bar." Hank grumbles, looking very uncomfortable in his immaculately fitted tuxedo.

Meanwhile, both Nemo and Artya were fidgeting nervously in the back, clad in the party wear Carol had picked out for them.

HK was seated next to, looking absolutely lovely in her new dress. She simply stares at you with some confusion.

"There seems to be some disruption in your vitals." HK observes. "Are you not looking forward to this event?"

>I am, just a little nervous, is all.
>Not really, no.
>Other

>>3094581
>>I am, just a little nervous, is all.
No use trying to hide biometrics.

>>3094581
>>Not really, no.

>>3094581
>>I am, just a little nervous, is all.

>>3094581
>Not really, no.

Can't be as hard as hunting BOWs

>>3094581
>>Not really, no.

>>3094581
>Not really, no.

>>3094581
>>Not really, no.
Ha ha ha, no. Being invited by these people brings nothing but worries about what they want from us.

>>3094581
>>Not really, no.

>>3094581
>>Not really, no.

"If by 'disruption in my vitals' you mean 'pulse pounding exitement', then yes. This shit's what I was born for

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>>3094581
"Not really, no." You grumble. "Usually how it is, is when a big company like Umbrella invites you over, it's not out of the goodness of their hearts. They want something from you."

"I see." HK nods. "So, this is more like a type a business meeting?"

"Pretty much. Just with better food." You shrug.

"Ah don't worry, I can handle all of the talking!" The Boss assures you. "You, Hank and the girls just gotta look presentable! Who knows, maybe you can find a date or something!"

>I guess you may be right.
>Nah, I wouldn't trust anybody at this party.
>Only if Lucina is around.
>Other

>>3094648
>>Nah, I wouldn't trust anybody at this party.

>>3094648
>>Nah, I wouldn't trust anybody at this party.

>>3094648
>>I guess you may be right.

>>3094648
>>Nah, I wouldn't trust anybody at this party.

>>3094648
>Only if Lucina is around.

>>3094648
>>Only if Lucina is around.
Childhood friends are the best allies!

Odd idea: Could Lewis form a few sizable chunks of his crystal, and break them off so Carol can eat it like Rock Candy chunks?

It's probably been decades since she had magic energy running through her system.

>>3094648
>Only if Lucina is around.

>>3094648
>>I guess you may be right.

>>3094660
You gotta wonder how old Lewis was when he found out that Lucina was special, and how he felt about it?

I take it he found out when he was a kid after suffering a mile long losing streak to her in various games and sports (in an attempt to take the title of being the Leader of the childhood friend group), and asking his parents why she was so good in everything.

>>3094648
>I guess you may be right.

>>3094662
>inb4 Lewis breaks off crystals every so often and stores them in jars for Carol's later consumption.
>Lucina walks in munching on a handful and asks where he got this delicious candy

>>3094648
>Only if Lucina is around.

>>3094648
>Only if Lucina is around.

>>3094648
>>Only if Lucina is around.

>>3094648
>Nah, I wouldn't trust anybody at this party.

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>>3094648
"Well, only if Lucina is around." You shrug.

The whole helicopter goes quiet.

"Dohoho, already got a date in mind, huh?" The Boss chortles. "And the freshly minted chief of the RCPD? And here you are saying you weren't looking to get in on the business side!"

"Not everything has to be about business, Boss." You frown.

"Still, this is news to me." Hank grunts. "I thought you weren't on good terms, given the number of times she's arrested the both of us."

"This is news to me, too." Nemo glowers at you. "You didn't blackmail her into it or use some weird mind control pheromone or something, did you?"

"That sounds like something YOU would do, Nemo." You roll your eyes.

Artya raises up her tablet.

DID YOU TWO FUCK YET?

"Artya!" Nemo groans as she slaps her comrade on the head. "Language!"

"Heh, so what if I told you that dear old Lucina's on the guest list, then?" The Boss chuckles.

>You're pulling my leg, aren't you?
>I wouldn't be surprised, honestly.
>Other

>>3094736
>>I wouldn't be surprised, honestly.

>>3094736
>>I wouldn't be surprised, honestly.

>>3094736
>I wouldn't be surprised, honestly.

>>3094736
>I wouldn't be surprised, honestly.

>>3094736
>I wouldn't be surprised, honestly.

>>3094736
>>I wouldn't be surprised, honestly.

>>3094668
If we're going down that lane then Luci probably knew early on, but never really understood what it meant until she was older. Nemo could've understood very quickly and just did what she liked.

Out of curiosity, we did bring protection right? Like an ankle pistol or something right?

No HK doesn't count

Kind of sad we are rushing with Luci right away.

>>3094736
>I wouldn't be surprised, honestly.
She is the new RCP chief, the job which she got by the old one going to join Umbrella.

>>3094736
>>I wouldn't be surprised, honestly.

>>3094767
>>3094767
The only thing in our pants is our breath mints

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>>3094736
"I wouldn't be surprised, honestly." You shrug. "If all the bigwigs are being invited here, she sure as hell would be, too."

It was at this point that the mansion was beginning to come into view. It was large, grand, rather gothic structure, not too unlike the buildings you've seen in Raccoon City's older, unrefurbished districts. Lots of small windows, with thick stone walls and columns, looking more like a miniature castle than a house.

In addition, in the fading light of dusk, the mansion was the sole beacon of the light in the endless darkness of the Arklay wilderness. The mansion truly was completely separated from civilization, Raccoon City only being a distant blip, its skyline barely poking over the horizon. Honestly, you wouldn't be surprised if Umbrella had bought up this entire mountain range.

The helicopter then begins to settle down at a designated landing pad, where you see other Umbrella marked helicopters touching down. In addition, you could see limousines pulling up in the front driveway, some of the invitees preferring to come by ground.

Finally, there's a bump as the helicopter touches down. The door slides open, and you're almost caught off guard to see a woman dressed in a maid's uniform at the door. She bore a striking resemblance to G. No, in fact, she looked exactly like G.

No doubt a Doll from the same product line. Even Hank is caught off guard from the sight.

"Welcome." The maid Doll gives a little polite curtsy. "Please do not tarry and proceed to the front entrance of the manor. There you will find entry into the grounds."

"Right, right." The Boss nods. "All right everybody, let's get going!"

As your coworkers all step out of the helicopter and begin heading for the front entrance, you pause for a moment. There were a LOT of people arriving at the same time. Maybe you could recognize some of them...?

>Continue on to the front entrance.
>Take a look at who's coming in.
>Other

>>3094846
>>Take a look at who's coming in.

>>3094846
>>Take a look at who's coming in.

>inb4 a Wild HUNK appears.

>>3094846
>Take a look at who's coming in.

>>3094850
There's some asshole carrying a boulder. Something about party tricks

>>3094846
>Continue on to the front entrance.

>>3094846
>Take a look at who's coming in.

>>3094846
>>Continue on to the front entrance.

>>3094846
>>Continue on to the front entrance.

>>3094846
>>Take a look at who's coming in.

>>3094856
Just wait until Carol arrives in her limo while being tailed by hundreds of cameramen and interviewers asking what she eats and her workout routine to maintain her figure

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>>3094846
You decide to hang around a bit to see who exactly was coming in. It could be useful information to know...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>3094927

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>3094927
Rolling

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>3094927

>>3094934
I'm guessing HUNK and Soppo aren't too happy with seeing us.

>>3094937
Ahahaha... At least we still have a 16?

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>>3094927
You see several groups of people pass, who you vaguely recognize as rather famous CEOs and actors you've seen on the occasional billboard and advertisement, all coming to pay homage to Spencer as they happily meandered their way up to the mansion, closely escorted and watched by more maid Dolls. You could already tell they were packing heat, concealed handguns and SMGs hidden underneath their puffy skirts.

You're about to head up to the mansion to catch up with your coworkers when you stumble across a familiar face.

Dr. Vahlen.

She was also dressed for the occasion, wearing a dark green cocktail dress, and flanked by a pair of suited bodyguards. Of course she'd be here too, now that you think about it.

"Sir, please proceed to the mansion entrance." A maid Doll reminds you sternly.

>Approach Vahlen.
>Follow Vahlen.
>Link back up with your group.
>Other

>>3094945
>>Link back up with your group.

>>3094895
She eats paparazzi and she chases snoops for exercise

>>3094945
>>>Link back up with your group.

>>3094945 back to our friends. Our sister-in-law our Strange adopted child and our adorable gun await. She's such a good gun I want to reward her with some Hoppe's 9

>>3094945
>Link back up with your group.

>>3094945
>Follow Vahlen.

>>3094949
I'm also down with giving her a real name.

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>>3094954
>>3094949
Why not an O.A.T.H. Ring?

>>3094945
>>Link back up with your group.

>>3094945
>Link back up with your group.

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>>3094945
You decide to ignore Vahlen for now and move to link back up with your group, who were already at the front checkpoint.

And, oddly enough, it was being manned by some surprisingly familiar faces.

Instead of some faceless Umbrella goons, it looked like STARS members were manning the checkpoint. And it also looked like Hank was shooting the shit with one of them.

"Man, they got you coming all the way out here, Barry?" Hank whistles.

"And they won't even let us through the front door!" The officer you assume to Barry groans. "You know, at the very least, they could let us try out the food..."

"Come on now, Barry, we're on duty, not vacation." The female brunette officer laughs as she pats Barry on the shoulder.

"Lewis! About damn time!" Hank grunts. "Hurry up and get yourself scanned so we can get in!"

And there you see a portable body scanner, meant to detect both weapons and biomods. There was another STARS officer manning the machine, keeping a close eye on the screens as guests passed through.

"Well, you know the drill." Barry sighs as he points to a basket. "No weapons allowed inside. Put anything you've got in the basket and it'll be returned to you after the party. And once you're done with that, just step through the scanner."

You glance at the basket.

>Yeah, you were always armed, just in case.
>No, you didn't bring anything. It's a party, after all.
>Other

>>3095015
>Yeah, you were always armed, just in case.

>>3095015
>>Yeah, you were always armed, just in case.

>>3095015
>>Yeah, you were always armed, just in case.

Our signature 9mm Handgun, and combat knife.

The Standard Resident Evil Loadout.

>>3095015
>>Yeah, you were always armed, just in case.
Just the regular pistol

>>3095015
>>Yeah, you were always armed, just in case.

>>3095015
>>No, you didn't bring anything. It's a party, after all.
Megacorp security would never let us have a weapon.

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>>3095015
Well, you always carried around a sidearm and a combat knife just in case. In your line of work, you never knew exactly when you would need one.

But, in this case, it looked like it would be more trouble than it would be worth attempting to smuggle them into the party, so you drop your weapons into the basket and hand them over to Barry.

"All right, we'll keep an eye on these for you." Barry nods. "Now just step through the scanner so Chris can check if you're clean."

You simply nod and step towards the scanner, remembering the lessons Carol had genetically imprinted in you. You feel a tingling sensation as you manipulate your own body down to the molecular level, rearranging every strand of DNA to make yourself look like any ordinary biomodded human. Your biosensor throbs in your head as you pass through the scanner, the electromagnetic waves emanating from it setting off the sensitive organ.

There's a deathly silent few seconds as Chris stares at the screen, and then gives a nod.

"He's clean." He says. "Detected biomod is consistent with his medical records."

"Well then, enjoy the party!" Barry grumbles as he turns to the next batch of arrivals. "Don't cause a ruckus or anything!"

"Oh, we'll definitely leave a mess for you to clean up!" Hank cackles as he wraps an arm around you and guides you to the front door of the mansion.

"So, the Boss is heading off to get cozy with the Umbrella head honchos. You'll probably find her in one of the private rooms on the second floor." Hank explains. "Nemo and Artya wandered off to explore the mansion, so HK is keeping an eye on them."

"And you?" You raise an eyebrow.

"I'm just going to get drunk at the bar and hog the refreshment table." Hank grins evilly. "Gotta get my money's worth outta this party, right?"

>Go check on the boss.
>Track down HK, Nemo, and Artya.
>Have a few snacks and drinks with Hank.
>Go mingle in the main hall.
>Other

>>3095049
>>Have a few snacks and drinks with Hank.

>>3095049
>>Go mingle in the main hall.
Time for random encounters!

>>3095049
>Have a few snacks and drinks with Hank.

>>3095049
>>Track down HK, Nemo, and Artya.

>>3095049
>>Go mingle in the main hall.
I don't trust the party enough to get drunk. Let's see what other important people are here other than the obvious Umbrella guys.

>>3095049
>>Go mingle in the main hall.


I want to flirt with Jill or RE waifus

>>3095049
>>Have a few snacks and drinks with Hank.

We'll promise that he'll be able to get Carol's autograph, and maybe a photo with her.

>>3095049
>Have a few snacks with Hank.
Keep a clear head for the inevitable frickstorm.

>>3095049
>>Go mingle in the main hall.

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>>3095062
>inb4 Hank wants her to autograph a poster from one of her swimsuit albums that he happens to have hidden on him.

>>3095049
>>Have a few snacks and drinks with Hank.

>>3095049
>>Have a few snacks and drinks with Hank.

>>3095049
Anyways, due to posting issues last night, the thread had to be called early. We will be continuing latee tonight as planned!

>>3095049
>>Have a few snacks and drinks with Hank.

>>3095049
>>Have a few snacks and drinks with Hank.

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How about we get a backup body for HK if her regular one gets horribly damaged, or if she needs to fit into small spaces?

>>3095049
>>Have a few snacks and drinks with Hank.

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>>3095049
"Yeah, I can go for a bite to eat first." You say, your stomach growling. You've noticed you've been feeling hungry a lot more often lately. Did it have something to do with your new abilities?

"Heh, come on then, kid." Hank laughs as he leads you forward.

Another pair of maid Dolls standing guard at the door obediently pull them open as you and Hank approach, allowing you entry into the mansion. The entry hall is already crowded with guests, and the noise is enormous.

Among the crowd, you could see more maid Dolls tending to the crowd. You also could see a number of towering Tyrant-class BOWs standing at attention along the walls of the hall like sentinels. They looked absolutely ridiculous, dressed up in oversize butler uniforms that almost made you burst out laughing.

But you didn't, because you knew damn well that no matter how well dressed they were, Tyrants were deadly weapons. They were no doubt part of the mansion's security, ready to move and eliminate whatever threat arose. Most of the crowd simply gave them a wide berth as they stared blankly at the festivities.

"Come on, this way." Hank leads you to a room to the left, where you see a large banquet table absolutely covered in all sorts of rare and delicious looking foods. Crab cakes, caviar, carpaccio, and all sorts of other high class goodies whose names you had no idea or couldn't even think of pronouncing. It was all here.

As you sniff, you could immediately tell that all the food was genuine and organic. Not the fake stuff grown in vats.

Shit, you wonder how you knew that.

"Well, I'm gonna grab a cold one at the bar." Hank grins. "You want anything?"

>Sure, you could use something to loosen up.
>Nah, you want to stay clear headed right now.
>Other

>>3097249
>>Sure, you could use something to loosen up.

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>>3096708

As long as we don't get her a Male Body.

>>3097249
>>Nah, you want to stay clear headed right now.

>>3097249
>>Sure, you could use something to loosen up.

>>3097249
>Sure, you could use something to loosen up.

>>3097249
>>Sure, you could use something to loosen up.

>>3097249
>>Sure, you could use something to loosen up.

>>3097249
>Nah, you want to stay clear headed right now.

>>3097249
>Nah, you want to stay clear headed right now.

>>3097249
>Nah, you want to stay clear headed right now.

>>3097249
>>Nah, you want to stay clear headed right now.
I'm grinning like a madman at the thought of Butler Tyrants.

>>3097249
>>Sure, you could use something to loosen up.

>>3097249
>Nah, you want to stay clear headed right now.
This is, in a way, business.

>>3097249
>Nah, you want to stay clear headed right now.

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>>3097249
"Nah, I want to at least be clear headed for the first half of this thing." You grunt.

"Well, it's your loss, then." Hank shrugs as he snaps his fingers at the bartender Doll, attracting her attention. "Get me some whiskey, straight."

>You should make sure Hank doesn't make a fool of himself.
>Might as well get a taste of some of this high class food...
>Other

>>3097378
>>Might as well get a taste of some of this high class food...

>>3097378
>Might as well get a taste of some of this high class food...

>>3097378
>>Might as well get a taste of some of this high class food...

>>3097378
>You should make sure Hank doesn't make a fool of himself.

>>3097378
>Might as well get a taste of some of this high class food...

>>3097378
>Might as well get a taste of some of this high class food...

>>3097378
>>You should make sure Hank doesn't make a fool of himself.

Gotta make sure he's sober enough to remember.

>>3097378
>>Might as well get a taste of some of this high class food...
Hank knows what he's doing... I hope.

>>3097399
>>3097400

Well sucks to be him if he doesn't remember all the cool stuff we did like having Carol take a picture with him.

>>3097378
>>Might as well get a taste of some of this high class food...

>>3097378
>>Might as well get a taste of some of this high class food...

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>>3097378
You just leave Hank to his drinking as you head to the banquet table, picking up the plate. As you look around, you can tell pretty easily that many people who were like minded to Hank were gathered here. Those who didn't like parties or were simply socially awkward, just hanging around munching down on the free food. There seemed to to be an unspoken agreement between everybody here not to bother one another, and you figure it was best to respect that.

You reach other to start gathering your first round of food when...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>3097438

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>3097438

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>3097438

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>3097438

>>3097439
>>3097443
>>3097445
All we want is free food baka....

>>3097448
Looks like we won't be having that. Who wants to see what trouble we've already found?

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>>3097438
"Ooooh, I wanna try this! And this! And this and this and this!"

You freeze when you hear that familiar voice and you turn your head to see SOPMOD right next to you, piling just about everything she can grab onto her tray. Hunk wasn't anywhere nearby, though you couldn't tell if that was a good or bad thing.

SOPMOD herself wasn't dressed up or anything, still wearing her Umbrella Secret Service combat uniform. Everybody else in the room seemed to be doing their best to just ignore her.

And then SOPMOD's head swivels to the side and catches sight of you. There's a brief, awkward second as her facial recognition software kicks in.

"HEY! SO THERE YOU ARE!" She cries. "You totally ditched us in Antarctica, you know!"

>Maybe she's NOT here to kill you...?
>EVASIVE MANEUVERS
>Other

>>3097471
>>EVASIVE MANEUVERS

>>3097471
>>EVASIVE MANEUVERS

>>3097471
>>Maybe she's NOT here to kill you...?

If worse comes to pass, maybe we could toss our cape at her?

>>3097471
>>Maybe she's NOT here to kill you...?
"Can I at least eat first?"

>>3097471
>>EVASIVE MANEUVERS

>>3097471
>Maybe she's NOT here to kill you...?
had a chopper to catch, and not much left to hide from the storm in.

>>3097471
>Maybe she's NOT here to kill you...?

Wanna share the food?

>>3097471
>Maybe she's NOT here to kill you...?

>>3097471
>EVASIVE MANEUVERS

>>3097471
>>Maybe she's NOT here to kill you...?

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>>3097471
"Uh, sorry." You apologize somewhat awkwardly. "We sort of had to leave in a hurry and all..."

"Hmph. Is that any way to treat a friend?" SOPMOD pouts ass he piles even more food on her plate. "We were having a nice friendly competition and everything!"

"Wait, you think I'm a friend?" You blink.

"Well, why not? We have so much in common!" SOPMOD chirps. "Ya know, killing stuff for money! The greatest of common interests!"

"And what does Hunk think of that...?" You ask cautiously.

"Ah, Hunk's just a big ol meanie." SOPMOD rolls her eyes. "'Survival is your own problem." this and 'The mission is everything.' that. He can be such a drag sometimes, ya know?"

"Yeah..." You nod, unsure of how to treat this apparently slightly unstable T-Doll.

"Heeeey, you're not doing anything right now, are ya?" SOPMOD asks. "We can like, totally hang out and stuff!"

>Maybe some other time...
>You really don't want to risk making her angry...
>Other

>>3097471
>>Maybe she's NOT here to kill you...?
I doubt she's allowed to kill someone on the guest list.

>>3097575
>>You really don't want to risk making her angry...

>>3097575
>>You really don't want to risk making her angry...

>>3097575
>You really don't want to risk making her angry...

>>3097575
>>You really don't want to risk making her angry...

>>3097575
>You really don't want to risk making her angry...

>>3097575
>>You really don't want to risk making her angry...

So dance? I hope HK doesn't get jealous.

>>3097575
>>You really don't want to risk making her angry...
Sure... Always a good idea to be nice to scary people...

>>3097575
>You really don't want to risk making her angry...

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>>3097575
Well, you didn't really want to risk making SOPMOD angry, so you just nod in agreement.

"Um, sure thing." You respond.

"Cool!" SOPMOD absolutely beams. "It's really damn hard finding someone to hang out with in this place, you know? Which is weird because this is supposed to be a social thing!"

"Right." You agree warily.

"Well anyways, I got a new taste module installed and I'm itching to put it to its limits!" SOPMOD giggles. "Ya got any suggestions where to go?"

>Somewhere secluded.
>Somewhere public.
>Other

>>3097707
>>Somewhere public.

Gotta make sure that we can be seen.

>>3097707
>>Somewhere public.
Sounds like a good place to be with a sociopath throw in a nat 1 and we are good to go.

>>3097707
>Somewhere public.

>>3097707
>Somewhere public.

>>3097707
>Somewhere public.
This is a social, so let's give the opportunity to be social.

>>3097707
>>Somewhere secluded.

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>>3097707
Well, you were thinking the best place would be somewhere public, so if anything went wrong, there would be witnesses. Though, you weren't sure if being in public would actually deter SOPMOD from acting or not, but it was worth a try.

But where to go...?

>At the bar with Hank.
>At a table in the dining hall.
>In the main hall.
>Other

>>3097707
>>Somewhere public.

>>3097754
>At the bar with Hank.

Time to share this with him.

>>3097754
>At a table in the dining hall.
it's for dining isn't it?

>>3097754
>>At a table in the dining hall.

>>3097754
>>At a table in the dining hall
And I just refreshed too...

>>3097754
>>At the bar with Hank.

>>3097754
>>At the bar with Hank.
I wonder if she can get drunk now or if it was just new "taste buds" drunk SOPMOD sounds great.

>>3097754
>At the bar with Hank.

>>3097754
>>At a table in the dining hall.

>>3097754
>At the bar with Hank.

>>3097754
>>At a table in the dining hall.

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>>3097754
Looks like we got a tie so we'll have to roll it off!

1. Bar
2. Dining Hall

>>3097799
>Bar

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>>3097799
"Well, I guess here is as good a place as any." You sigh as you head over to the bar and set your plate down.

The bartender Doll gives you and SOPMOD a quick glance. You just silently shake your head and she returns to her duties as SOPMOD slams her plate down.

"Hahahaha! Time to dig in!" SOPMOD says happily as she starts shoveling her collected food into her mouth. "MMMMMMMPH! SHO GHUUUUUUD!"

You take the chance to start on your plate, too. A few crab cakes and some crackers with caviar to start things off...

"Hey, mind if I have one?" Hank says as he reaches over and steals one of your sushi rolls.

"Hey!" You frown.

"Oh, another T-Doll, huh?" Hank glances at SOPMOD.

"Hiiiiii~" SOPMOD waves. "Another squishy, huh? You a Hunter too?"

"Was." Hank grunts as he take another swig of whiskey. "Just a desk jockey these days, now."

"Booooooring." SOPMOD rolls her eyes as she returns to her feast. "Ohmygosh this new module is the SHIT! Why didn't I have this installed before?!"

She continues reaching for the food on her plate, and that's when you notice her hands again. Unlike HK or ST-AR, her hands were not wrapped in the synthetic flesh to give them a human appearance, instead being simply cold, black steel, remind you of Melissa's prosthetic arm.

Hank just shakes his head and returns to his drinking.

"G's already enough trouble." He sighs.

>Just let SOPMOD indulge herself.
>Ask her why her hands are like that.
>Ask her more about Hunk.
>Ask if she was always... this way.
>Other

>>3097821
>>Ask her why her hands are like that.

>>3097821
>>Ask if she was always... this way.

>>3097821
>Ask her more about Hunk.

>>3097821
>Just let SOPMOD indulge herself.

>>3097821
>Ask if she was always... this way.

>>3097821
>>Just let SOPMOD indulge herself.

...I really want to know, though.

>>3097821
>Ask her why her hands are like that.

>>3097821
>Ask if she was always... this way.

>>3097821
>Ask if she was always... this way.

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Rolled 1, 4, 10 = 15 (3d20)

>>3097821
...

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>>3097892
"So, uh, SOPMOD." You turn to the T-Doll. "Do you mind if I ask you a question?"

"Sure! Ask away!" SOPMOD nods as she slurps up an expensive looking oyster and then spitting out a pearl.

"Considering your personality is supposed to be programmed and everything..." You pause, thinking about HK. "Were you always.. .this way?"

"Huuuuuh?" SOPMOD's eyes flash red.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>3097898

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>3097898

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>3097898

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>>3097898
You can immediately tell that you tripped something in SOPMOD's head. Was she sensitive about her past? Hard to tell since you knew almost nothing about this T-Doll.

>Just back off and try to deescalate.
>Stand your ground and let her know you aren't intimidated by her.
>Take her somewhere private to have her cool off.
>Other

>>3097925
>Stand your ground and let her know you aren't intimidated by her.

>>3097925
>Stand your ground and let her know you aren't intimidated by her.

>>3097925
>>Stand your ground and let her know you aren't intimidated by her.

>>3097925
>Stand your ground and let her know you aren't intimidated by her.

>>3097925
>>Stand your ground and let her know you aren't intimidated by her.

>>3097925
>Stand your ground and let her know you aren't intimidated by her.

>>3097925
>Stand your ground and let her know that /of course/ you're intimidated by her; but facing down things you're not comfortable with is a big part of what it means to be alive.

>>3097925
>>Just back off and try to deescalate.
WTF guys??

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Rolled 18, 1, 18 = 37 (3d20)

>>3097925
"It sounds like ya got a deathwish, punk." SOPMOD's eyes flare up briefly. "You're either really brave or really dumb."

"Are you going to answer the question?" You say simply, trying not to show any sort of fear or weakness.

>Roll 1d20+1

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>3097969
social engagement

Rolled 7 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>3097969
has she considered the possibility that it's both

Rolled 9 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>3097969

Rolled 7 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>3097969

Ah I forgot the +1.

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>>3097969
Uh oh! These rolls aren't enough to overcome SOPMOD's! Would you like to use your TIMESTOP ability to reroll it?

>Y
>N

>>3097980
>N

>>3097980
>>Y

>>3097980
>Y

>>3097980
>Y
What else are we going to need timestop for this session?

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>>3097980
>N

>>3097999
Man of the hour pulls a westworld on us with dapper tyrants.

>>3097980
>>Y

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>>3097980
All right! Let's get that reroll going! You need to match or beat SOPMOD's 18!

>Roll 1d20+1

Rolled 16 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>3098038

Rolled 16 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>3098038
Well here goes nothing, or here we go into a pile of unrecognizable blood

Rolled 10 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>3098038
Here comes the snow!

Rolled 3 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>3098038

Rolled 5 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>3098038

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Rolled 20, 3, 16 = 39 (3d20)

>>3098038
...

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>>3098053
SOPMOD's punch is fast, too fast for you track, even with your Timestop ability. Your reflexes simply weren't fast enough to respond to her machine precision.

But and Hank HK's were.

Hank grabs you by the collar and yanks you backwards. At the same time, HK's arm shoots out and grabs SOPMOD's wrist, stopping her steel fist mere millimeters from your face as you're pulled away. The blow came so close you can feel your skin hardening in anticipation of the hit, but it thankfully never came.

"Is there a problem here?" HK asks sternly, glaring death beams at SOPMOD.

"Nothing at all." SOPMOD scowls as she shakes her arm free and stops off. "This party sucks anyways."

"Are you all right, Lewis?" HK asks with concern.

"Yeah, thanks to you." You breathe a sigh of relief.

"Ooooh, SOPMOD, she was always a problem one, from what I've read." Nemo says calmly. "Good thing your face wasn't caved in."

Artya pats you on the shoulder.

"Jeez, just as lucky with the ladies as ever!" Hank hoots, his face noticeably redder than before as he pats you on the back. "I'd apologize to her if I were you. Don't wanna let something like that simmer in her head!"

"I would advise avoiding her completely." HK warns you. "I unfortunately cannot guarantee your safety if you deliberately approach SOPMOD."

>Just let SOPMOD cool off.
>You better go explain things to SOPMOD.
>Other

>>3098068
>Just let SOPMOD cool off.

>>3098068
>Just let SOPMOD cool off.

>>3098068
>>You better go explain things to SOPMOD.

>>3098068
>Just let SOPMOD cool off.

>>3098068
>>You better go explain things to SOPMOD.

>>3098068
>You better go explain things to SOPMOD

>>3098068
>>You better go explain things to SOPMOD.

>>3098068
>You better go explain things to SOPMOD.

I don't suppose we should first tell her something about ourselves before asking about herself.

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>>3098068
"No, I think Hank's right." You sigh. "I better go make things right with SOPMOD."

"Then I should go along with you. For protection." HK asserts. Even unarmed, a T-Doll was a formidable weapon in her own right.

Then again, HK's presence might risk angering SOPMOD even more.

>You should handle this along.
>Bring HK with you.
>Have HK observe from a distance.
>Other

>>3098095
>Have HK observe from a distance.

>>3098095
>Bring HK with you.

>>3098095
>Bring HK with you.
If anon's going to insist on poking the bear...

>>3098095
>You should handle this along.

>>3098095
>Have HK observe from a distance

>>3098095
>>Have HK observe from a distance.

>>3098095
>Bring HK with you.

>>3098095
>>Have HK observe from a distance.
SOPMOD is just gonna compare herself to HK the moment we show up with her and get more pissed off.

>>3098095
>>Have HK observe from a distance.

>>3098095
>Have HK observe from a distance.

>>3098095
>>You should handle this alone.

We should have just chilled and had fun with her. Poor girl.

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>>3098095
"Sure thing." You nod. "But make sure to stay out of sight. We don't want to spook her or anything."

"Understood." HK nods. "Hank, can you please keep an eye on Nemo and Artya?"

"Seems like they're handling themselves okay so far." Hank points to the table.

You look and see Artya, like SOPMOD, practically trying to steal the entire table as she piles more and more food on her plate. Nemo just shakes her head at the sight.

Well, it seemed the two of them were enjoying themselves. You take a deep breath and follow where SOPMOD stormed out. Heading through the door you find yourself in the mansion's central courtyard garden. There were several high hedges and low bushes, with a few trees. There weren't nearly as many people out here, but you did notice the odd couple or two looking for a bit of "privacy."

SOPMOD, meanwhile, was sitting on a stone bench, her head craned upwards as she stares up at the night sky.

"I will maintain a surveillance position from here." HK informs you. "I will intervene if it looks like hostilities are inevitable."

"Hopefully it won't come to that." You mutter.

You walk up to the bench and sit down next to SOPMOD. She fortunately doesn't react. At least not negatively.

"Hey, SOPMOD." You sigh. "For what it's worth, I'm sorry. I didn't realize asking something like that was a sensitive subject for you."

"Eh, don't worry. Guess I shoulda figured you'd be clueless about it." SOPMOD sighs. "Truth be told, ya just kinda caught me off guard. Nobody's asked me that in like, ever. Or really actually talk to me, for that matter."

"What about Hunk?" You raise an eyebrow.

"He's okay but.. well... he's kinda all business, ya know?" SOPMOD grins wryly. "Sometimes I get the feeling he's more machine than I am, honestly."

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"Nah, don't be!" SOPMOD shakes her head and smiles. "He ain't afraid of me in the least, and mostly lets me do whatever i want. He's kinda cool, honestly... in his own way."

"So um, about my question..." You start.

"Do ya really want to now?" SOPMOD turns an eye to you. "I'm gonna warn ya, it ain't a pretty one. And I'll kick yer ass if ya try to turn it into a sob story."

>I'd like to hear it.
>I don't need to hear it if you don't want to tell it.
>Other

>>3098132
>>I don't need to hear it if you don't want to tell it.

We could try offering a story from our childhood as an Olive Branch.

>>3098132
>>I don't need to hear it if you don't want to tell it.

>>3098132
>>I don't need to hear it if you don't want to tell it.

>>3098132
>>I don't need to hear it if you don't want to tell it.

>>3098132
>>I don't need to hear it if you don't want to tell it.

>>3098132
>>I don't need to hear it if you don't want to tell it.

>>3098132
>I'd like to hear it.
>I don't need to hear it if you don't want to tell it.
>Wanna dance?

>>3098132
>I don't need to hear it if you don't want to tell it.

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>>3098132
"You don't need to hear it if you don't want to tell it." You say to her simply.

"...huh." SOPMOD pauses. "Heh, you're a weird guy, you know that?"

"And you're a weird T-Doll." You grin.

"Well, I ain't ready to really talk about depressing crap, but, well thanks. You get a little present~!"

SOPMOD then leans over and kisses you on the cheek, and then whispers in your ear.

"Good luck explaining that to your partner~!"

And just like that, SOPMOD gets up and skips away, no doubt ready to cause havoc somewhere else.

"Lewis..."

You turn around and see HK standing behind you, a very annoyed expression on her face.

"What exactly did SOPMOD do...?"

>She was just being friendly!
>I think I need an adult.
>No comment.
>Other

>>3098163
>>I think I need an adult.

>>3098163
>Hell if I know. I just kind of assume SOPMOD does things as soon as she thinks of them nowadays.

>>3098163
>She was just being friendly!

>>3098163
>She was just being friendly!

>>3098163
>>She was just being friendly!

>>3098163
>No comment.

How about we switch gears and guess what Lucina and Carol are up to. I'm thinking they're busy preparing their grand entrances or evading the press.

>>3098163
>>No comment.
Let's not let HK think that's appropriate behavior.

>>3098163
>SOP.... was SOP

>>3098163
>No comment.

>>3098163
>She was just being friendly!
She's a good girl who needs affection

>>3098163
>>Other
She was being a troll.

>>3098163
>>3098179

>>3098163
>>She was just being friendly!

>>3098163
>>She was just being friendly!

>>3098163
>honestly, i’d like to know that myself.

>>3098163
>>No comment.

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>>3098163
"She was just being friendly!" You try to play the whole thing off to placate HK. "You know how SOPMOD is. Always trying to get a rise out of people."

HK just stares at you silently for a few seconds, as if she was still processing what had just happened.

"I suppose that is consisted with her recorded behavior." HK finally says. "I'll have to make an note to keep a closer eye on her when she is around."

You simply breathe a sigh of relief, feeling like you dodged a bullet there.

"Anyways, shall we return to the party?" HK asks. "Given Hank's last recorded blood alcohol level, I do not think he will be an adequate chaperone for Nemo and Artya, so I will return to watch them. What will you be doing?"

>I'm just going to hang out in the garden a bit longer and enjoy the view.
>I think I'll head over to see who's in the main hall.
>Guess I'll go with you.
>Other

>>3098202
>I think I'll head over to see who's in the main hall.

>>3098202
>>I think I'll head over to see who's in the main hall.

>>3098202
>>Guess I'll go with you.

>>3098202
>>Guess I'll go with you.
Is there no dancing? I want to dance with hk

>>3098202
>>I'm just going to hang out in the garden a bit longer and enjoy the view.

>>3098202
>>Guess I'll go with you.

>>3098202
>>I think I'll head over to see who's in the main hall.

>>3098202
>I think I'll head over to see who's in the main hall.

>>3098202
>Guess I'll go with you.