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>>3096579

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(NEW) Dice Mechanic:

We always roll 1d100s!
Since most people weren’t happy with the system of averaging top four rolls, we’re using best of 2/3/4 depending on the attribute a prompt requires. If Johnny is a genius and it’s a Knowledge based roll, he gets more rolls (Max. 7)! If he sucks, he gets less dice (Min. 2)!

When asked for rolls, I will specify how many you’re going to get. Rolling begins after it’s asked.

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The difficulty of the roll is tied with the effectiveness of the action. In other words, the harder the option the better the result!

Don’t forget that at the end of the day, this is a story-driven quest! What the prompts are describing is more important than the difficulty of the rolls, for results in a fight.

Again, rolls are only counted when they are posted within ten minutes of being asked, so watch out!

>>3096579
>>Go to your apartment! Maybe there’s something there than can help you!
PICYURE OF US WITH MOTHER

>>3096579
>Go to where your sister is now! You need to clear this up as soon as possible!

>>3096579
>Go to your apartment! Maybe there’s something there than can help you!

>>3096579
>Go to where your sister is now! You need to clear this up as soon as possible!

>>3096579
>>3096594
Change to
>Go to where your sister is now! You need to clear this up as soon as possible!

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“If only we weren’t short on time… I have no other option but to face her now.” You have made up your mind!
“Let’s move then.” Matilda stands up and leaves the room. You assume she knows where your sister is, so you follow behind.

Who would have thought Doctor Calamity prepared a special panic bunker for these kind of situations?! You’re now two floors underground! This section below street level feels ten times creepier than both clinics to date, but somewhere between the first clinic and the new one in terms of size. Sounds echo unsettlingly off concrete walls, metal doors a couple inches thick all over, sophisticated and expensive-looking cameras in the ceiling corners… How is this sort of post-apocalyptic sci-fi shit possible in a city like this?! Despite all this, the layout is the same as any regular old medical facility, doors numbered and all. The conspicuous red alarms over every single doorway, however, are a different story.

Waiting outside one of the rooms is Yu Yan, Henry, and recently-freed cat trio. The three (five?) of them are waiting on a bench, turning your way as you two walk in.

“Oh god, you’re really goin’ for this? You sure, amigo?” She looks around. “I dunno if it’s a go—”
An irritated Henry interrupts your smug hobo. “She’s acting like a fuckin’ animal! Look at this shit!” Henry shows you his red and swollen index finger. “She fuckin’ bit me the moment I got close!”
“Shut up.” Matilda mercilessly slaps Henry’s finger away, making the poor guy flinch for a second. He opens his mouth like he’s screaming, but no sound comes out.

“How are things looking?” You take a moment to ask Yu Yan while Henry is pacing around to endure the pain.
“Technically under control.” Yu Yan’s voice doesn’t sound reassuring! “Nariko has Amelia chained inside with her magic ghost ability, while she’s also trapped in a cage. Don’t ask me why there’s a cage in this secret bunker.” She thumbs at the door behind her. “Nina’s been inside the whole time, no problems there. The private dick fucked off to the bathroom earlier, and I have no idea where the nurse went.”

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>>3096840

“Nurse…?” Is she talking about Kata or one of the other ones you haven’t seen much of?

“I gotta tell you, it wasn’t a pretty catch…” Your no-longer-smug hobo ignores your question, putting her hands on her hips in a serious no-nonsense manner. “Ames isn’t saying anything. She just stares at us the moment we walk in to the moment we walk out. At least she reacted to my tickling! Couldn’t hold in her laughing for too long, then she went right back to being cold. No fun at all.” So she’s not violent to everyone? Just you?
“Tickle her…?” Matilda’s voice comes out uncharacteristically off. What, is it that surprising? It’s always worked so far!
“Learned it from this guy. Thought it was a thing his family does.” Yu Yan points to you then shrugs. Nodding or showing any confirmation might risk Matilda doing something painful to you, so you don’t. “Hey Johnny, Big Magumbos told me you have complete control over this situation. You can go in alone, or with anyone you need. I seriously hope you don’t go in to talk to her alone. I mean, she’s in a cage and all, but you don’t bother a bear in her cage.”

How do you approach this situation? (You can pick more than one.)

>You and your sister are going to have private sibling talk. No one else (except Philo.)
>You need Nariko to stay in there with you! She’s Amelia’s best friend after all!
>You need Yu Yan in there with you! Someone you can fully trust to have your back!
>You need to bring one of the cats with you! Amelia likes all animals!
>You need Henry in there with you! Doesn’t he have experience with this stuff?
>You need Nina to stay in there with you! She’s good at giving emotional support!
>You need Richard in there with you! The good cop bad cop dynamic can work!
>You need T_T Neko in there with you! Two emotionally unstable girls can bond!
>You need Matilda in there with you! A bodyguard might be needed, paid or not!
>Write In.

>>3096847
>>You need Yu Yan in there with you! Someone you can fully trust to have your back!

>>3096847
>You and your sister are going to have private sibling talk. No one else (except Philo.)

>>3096847
>You need Matilda in there with you! A bodyguard might be needed, paid or not!
Use our powers to keep her hidden and invisible.
I want to have the one on one talk, but we can't put ourselves in danger like we did with the TT Neko situation.
Even if it's our sister.

>>3096847
>You need Yu Yan in there with you! Someone you can fully trust to have your back!

>>3096889
Reminder Johnny's power only works on himself.

>>3096890
SHIT!

>>3096847
>You need Nariko to stay in there with you! She’s Amelia’s best friend after all!

>>3096847
>>Write In.
"Big Magumbos, show some respect for our leader."
>You and your sister are going to have private sibling talk. No one else (except Philo.)

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“Uhh… What to do… What to do…” You mutter to yourself, scratching the back of your head. In your mind you have to have this one on one talk with Amelia – but even if it is your sister, it could be dangerous to be there alone. Look what staying alone with Neko caused. Knowing this, you decide on your course of action. “Yu, I’ll need you there. Need some hype gal with me.”
“Sure thing!” Yu Yan leaps up and strikes a pose!

“Matilda, I’ll need you next to the door. You’re sharp, so if things get ugly act as soon as your instincts tell you.”
“Understood.” Matilda nods and takes position. No mention of payment? That’s new…
“I’ll need everyone else out.”
“I’ll arrange that.” Matilda enters the damned room. Soon after, Nina and Nariko walk out.

“Dear Johnny…” A saddened Nariko mumbles as she looks at you for a second, then quickly turning away. She looks terrible, almost the hobo she once was! On the other hand, Nina puts a hand on your shoulder. The look in her eyes is as tired as you’ve seen her before. “Be careful, Johnny. It wasn’t easy to convince the group to let you do this.”

“You got that right.” Henry points at you with his wounded finger, clearly making a point unclear to you.

“What did I do to you, man?” What’s his deal? He’s been snapping at everyone randomly, hasn’t he? Did you mess up somewhere like you did with Amelia?
“Uuuh… Now that you mention it…” Henry is dumbfounded by his own stupidity. Is he acting this way for no reason?!
“And you guys gave him a vote and not me!” Yu Yan is still angry about that?! “Either way, let’s go get this over with…”

“B-be careful…” Nariko shyly moves away from the door towards Neko’s cats. You give her a thumbs up you hope she saw.

And the room is… nothing spectacular, honestly. It has like five empty chairs lying around, giving you the same vibes as the rest of the clinic. No cameras inside though… The same feeling not counting the cage your sister is in, the place is almost a cell. Amelia sits there staring at the wall like a reprimanded child, her flame in total peace. She hasn’t noticed or heard you yet. Yu Yan gingerly closes the door behind you without a single thud.

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>>3097194

There’s nobody else except you three. Without saying a word, you and Yu Yan pull up chairs and sit. After two minutes of silence, it’s time to break the ice.

“Amelia, hi…” You can’t come up with the right words just yet, but you can say hi to your little sister, can’t you?
“Johnny?” Amelia turns to see you, smiling faintly. Reminds you of how cheerful she used to be not a week before. Then she stands up. “You’re finally here!”
“Woah, I didn’t think it would be that easy… He he… Heh…” Yu Yan doesn’t sound as reassuring as her words. You can see her shoot glances at the sides of the room, moving in her seat.

“Something’s not right here.” Philonune confirms your trio’s bad feeling. “Her demeanor is too calm, too assured for being a captive. She wouldn’t be acting this way unless…!”

Amelia slowly starts shuffling towards you. Watching her approach closer, swaying as she walks, is far more unsettling than the rest of this bunker clinic. Your empty shell of a sister puts her hands on the cell’s door… And opens it.

“W-what?!” Yu Yan bolts up so quick her chair falls on the floor. What the fuck is going on?!

Suddenly someone bursts inside the room! “It’s a TRAP! RUN!” It’s Matilda! The moment the words leave her mouth, Matilda instantly collapses onto the cold ground! Slowly, the chains clamped on her legs begin to drag her away! The look on her face is furious, clinging onto the floor for any sort of traction she can get…
“Sorry…” It’s Nariko! She walks in as the chains physically lift and fling Matilda through the doorway! Her entity is in full display! Did… Did your OG hobo betray you?!

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>>3097197

“You’re safe, Johnny…” Amelia and Saraswati start walking towards you with sparks coming from their bodies!

Your sociopathic sister is ready to finish what she started! AND YOU’RE TRAPPED!

What do you do?!

>Escape alone going through Nariko! You will need Philonune to defend yourself. [Hard Roll] [Courage Based]
>Escape with Yu Yan going through Nariko! You will need Philonune to defend yourself. [Very Hard Roll] [Courage Based]
>Attack Nariko using Philonune and get the fuck out! [Normal Roll] [Courage Based]
>Nariko can’t knock you out, Amelia can! Try to knock her out first! [Hard Roll] [Courage Based]
>Throw your chair towards Nariko and get the fuck out! [Hard Roll] [Athletics Based]
>“I’m disappointed in you, Nariko. Stabbing me in the back like the others after all I did for you?”
>“Calm down, we can talk this out…!” Diplomacy hasn’t failed you yet, except for a few times!
>Write In.

>>3097205
>Write In.
>Take the defensive and try to talk things out. WE AREN'T LEAVING THIS FUCKING ROOM UNTIL EVERYONE AS STOPPED LOSING THEIR DAMN MINDS.

>>3097205
>“I’m disappointed in you, Nariko. Stabbing me in the back like the others after all I did for you?”
>Turn and blind Nariko, throw chair at Amelia, rush her and have Philo hit her hard with the butt of his spear. Hopefully the chair should catch Amelia off-guard enough to close the distance for the KO.
Enough of this shit. Once we KO Amelia, we should have Yu Yan sit on her leg and prevent her from summoning Saraswati again. We can talk Nariko down afterward.

>>3097205
>>3097220
Fuck it this seems like the best option.

>>3097220
>>3097264
Taking the defensive and try to talk things out won! It's a Very Hard Roll, Courage Based (A best of 4)! Please Roll!

Rolled 33 (1d100)

>>3097282
stop being stupid guys

>>3097282
Rolling for justice!

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>>3097294
Trying again because I'm retarded.

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>3097298
One more time.

Rolled 60 (1d100)

>>3097282

Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>3097282
Oh boy.

Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>3097282
Amazing, rolling anyway just to see.

Rolled 4 (1d100)

>>3097282

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(85! It’s a Good enough Roll!)

“OH SNAP!” Yu Yan slaps your sister’s glasses off! Good thinking! Your sister was too busy focusing intently on you to react on time.
“Gah!” Amelia’s scream hurts your soul. You know the pain of getting your glasses knocked off all too well…
“Amelia!” The traitorous hobo calls out. Nariko shakes her head and puts up her guard. She’s not going to let you leave.
“Run now, Johnny!” Yu Yan orders you as she makes a break for Amelia’s glasses. “Just move that two-legged cow out of the way and you’ll be fine!” Nariko’s fingers twitch and her face scrunches in annoyance as your smug hobo throws that shade!

“No. I won’t go.” You need to face them head on!
“Oh god, not this shit again…” Yu Yan stops, calmly takes Ame’s glasses off the floor, and facepalms with her other hand.

“It’s for your own good!” Nariko’s entity flies forward, aiming at you with one of the chains! If it lands on you, you’re at her mercy! Barely expending any effort in how fast you’re going, you summon Philonune to parry the flying chain!
“I’m not leaving this fucking room until everyone stops losing their goddamn minds!” You make Philonune shove Nariko’s entity back towards her as you yell this out. The bullshit you’ve been putting up with from everyone these past few days is making you reach your boiling point…

“Yu Yan, give me back my glasses right now.” Amelia is pure fury in this moment. “Or else…”
“Or else what? Just listen to your dumbass brother for one second, will ya?” Yu Yan dodges your sister’s sad attempt to grab her and runs inside the cage.
“Saraswati! Go after her.” Amelia commands at her partner, voice not raising anywhere close to a yell. Saraswati pulls Amelia onto her cloud and the two float towards a rapidly backing away Yu Yan.

You force yourself to look away from Amelia and Yu Yan. Nariko is the closest to you, still guarding the way out of this prison cell. “Nariko… Please, don’t do this.” You plead desperately with your OG hobo, hoping she has at least a single drop of mercy and understanding left in her. You saved her life literally less than a day ago, come on!
“Amelia asked me for one favor… She needs me… She has no one else to trust. It’s going to help you too, believe me. We will take care of you. I won’t let her kill you.” Nariko’s voice trembles with each word – whether from fear or self-delusion, you can’t tell in the moment. What happened while you were unconscious for her to completely shift this way?! Didn’t Yu Yan say she was fine?! The fuck is this shit?!

“Yu Yan! Don’t mess with me, you dummy.” Amelia’s monotone carries so much restrained intensity. Most people you’ve fought so far haven’t been this controlled. “I can see you shaking. There’s no way out of this.”

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>>3097735

“T-that’s your n-n-nearsightedness talking, y-you dumb nerd!” Yu Yan is incredibly brave to face the raging bear for your sake! The ex-terrorist leader ducks Saraswati’s attempt to capture her. Yu Yan now throws Amelia glasses in the opposite direction, making the duo go after them. Then she crawls back to the cell’s door, closes it, and locks it from the inside with a key from her pocket!
“What was that sound…?” Your blind sister wonders out loud, finally putting her glasses on.
“N-None of your damn business!” Yu Yan throws the key at you between the bars. You grab it no problem!

“Johnny… Give me the key back. I still have everyone else chained in the other room. This is no bluff. Don’t make me hurt them to get you to obey.” Nariko’s entity holds the several chains in hand, shaking them at you. From the side, you can see them extend out past the space. You can’t hear anything past the door. “Let your sister help you. Trust her.”

“Johnny, just fuckin’ run! That sad bitch isn’t going to do anything to them!” Yu Yan call out to you from the cell behind you. “I’ll be fine!”

“You’re not...” Amelia and an apprehensive Saraswati gradually head towards Yu Yan. Their speed is slow, almost lazy or casual if it weren’t so absolutely threatening and remorseless in their advance…

Not many options left to you. This might be it…

>Surrender! They can’t harm Yu Yan and the others if they have you!
>Turn invisible! Maybe you can catch them off guard if you stand still!
>“Why are you two so fucking stupid?! I’m sick and tired of this shit!”
>”Saraswati! Are you really okay with all this? What Amelia’s doing is wrong!”
>Bust open the cell and give Yu Yan a chance to escape! These two are yours.
>Attack Nariko and force her aside! Run back into the clinic! Get help!
>Write In.

>>3097739
Last Reply of the day, we continue tomorrow!

>>3097739
>>“Why are you two so fucking stupid?! I’m sick and tired of this shit!”
RELEASE THE ANGER SHARKS!

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>>3097739
>“Why are you two so fucking stupid?! I’m sick and tired of this shit!”
max angry

>>3097739
>“Why are you two so fucking stupid?! I’m sick and tired of this shit!”

>>3097739
>“Why are you two so fucking stupid?! I’m sick and tired of this shit!”
>"Just fucking talk to me! I'm not a fucking retard that needs to be put away for my own good. After everything we've done, everything I've tried to do to help, do you both really think so little of me as to leave this to be the only acceptable way forward?"

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>>3097739
>“Why are you two so fucking stupid?! I’m sick and tired of this shit!”

>>3097739
>“Why are you two so fucking stupid?! I’m sick and tired of this shit!”
>"Just fucking talk to me! I'm not a fucking retard that needs to be put away for my own good. After everything we've done, everything I've tried to do to help, do you both really think so little of me as to leave this to be the only acceptable way forward?"
>”Saraswati! Are you really okay with all this? What Amelia’s doing is wrong!”

>>3097739
This>>3098067
>>3097789

>>3097739
>“Why are you two so fucking stupid?! I’m sick and tired of this shit!”

>Philo get ready to fight to win, I'm so fucking sick of this and them

Honestly guys we have to get rid of, or away from all these insane people. I don't care about this group anymore let's take the sane guys and fuck off. If we can't let's just go solid snake on this bullshit competition

>>3097739

>“Why are you two so fucking stupid?! I’m sick and tired of this shit!”
>"Just fucking talk to me! I'm not a fucking retard that needs to be put away for my own good. After everything we've done, everything I've tried to do to help, do you both really think so little of me as to leave this to be the only acceptable way forward?"

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(My bad)

“Why are you two so fucking stupid?! I’m sick and tired of this shit!” Enough is enough, it’s time for a change! Nariko is taken aback from your words and mumbles under her breath. You can’t see it from your point of view, but you’re sure as hell your sister stopped moving too. “Just fucking talk to me! I'm not a fucking retard that needs to be put away for my own good! After everything we've done, everything I've tried to do to help you and the others, do you both really think so little of me as to let this to be the only acceptable way forward?”
“No, Johnny, Amelia needs… I… I…” Nariko is losing it. Her body is trembling and her eyes are moving erratically all over the room. Taking the chance, you walk closer and closer to her. She can’t bear to look at you. “I’m sorry…!” Nariko starts bawling. Her chains disappear and so does her partner, then she drops on her knees and faces the ground – sobbing her eyes out.

Uh… You didn’t even notice when you put Philonune away. Did he desummon himself to let you have your moment?

Amelia hasn’t said a word. Turning to her, you see your own justified anger reflected in both her face and her glasses! A true sibling dispute the way it’s meant to be.
“Talk?! TALK?! You stupid selfish hypocrite! How many chances do you think you need from me?! I believed in you time and time again, but you keep breaking your promises! I wouldn’t be risking this if I could trust you to not get yourself killed like the idiot you are! Ngh…!” Amelia clutches her head, kneeling on the cold stone. Saraswati shakes her head, disappearing. Amelia’s flame now must be ten times the size of a regular one.
“N-Not you too! Please! Don’t do this to me!” Amelia looks at her massive flame in wide-eyed betrayal. Is the bear doing the same thing Icioba did to Nina? Anyway, Amelia shakes in place briefly before relaxing.

“…Does this mean I’m dead?” Yu Yan’s possible last words are really stupid, the same way most last words tend to be.

“Do not fret, child. I won’t hurt you.” Amelia’s voice sounds kind of elegant now. Reminds you of new Nariko when she isn’t a sobbing wreck on the ground behind you. “I had to subdue my apprentice. Credit to her, her control only slackened for an instant. It was all I needed. I’m proud of the great lengths she’s overcome, but this determination is misplaced. One with knowledge should do well to avoid losing sight so easily.” Amelia? sighs in a way reminiscent of Nina.
“You’re the bear? Shouldn’t you turn into a giant bear monster or some dumb shit that makes no sense?” Yu Yan is righly confused. So are you, despite your ongoing anger.

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>>3100281

“My name is Saraswati! I’m the goddess of knowledge, mistress of purifying waters! Please refer me as such, or use any of my numerous honorifics!” Saraswati can’t get a grip even at a time like this… “Though the circumstances are distressful, the moment is a fruitful one for confirming our theory! Taking over your host once their mental state becomes unstable enough is quite possible, and it doesn’t require you to assume a greater monster form.”
“That’s nice and all, but what about Amelia?” Yu Yan is concerned for your sister in your place. “Is she okay…?”

“You worry about the person willing to hurt you just now? Such compassion! Yes, she’s fine, her consciousness remains fully intact. I’m going to make her reconsider her actions.” Saramelia responds to Yu Yan’s inquiry, then turns to you. “I apologize in the name of my apprentice for our actions today. The distraught girl there only acted on our behalf, please spare her too. Now if you have no other questions, I will be meditating.” Saramelia apologizes and sits down in lotus position like nothing happened. Her eyes close, and your sister’s face looks truly serene – for once.

“There.” You throw the key to Yu Yan, who catches it. “I’m gonna go check on the others. They should be free now.”
“Tell me if you need anything.” Yu Yan looks worried about you. Comforting to know she feels that way while on your side…

“D-dear Johnny, I…” Nariko grabs your t-shirt with a tear-stained hand just as you grab the doorknob.
“Shut up.” You dryly respond, tearing your shirt away from her hand without bothering to look at her.

Leaving the room to check on the others.
Leaving Nariko heartbroken.
Leaving Yu Yan with Saramelia.

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>>3100295

Seems like Richard arrived just early enough to see the chains on them. Must be itching to give you shit about it, waiting for the others to be ready before tearing into you. Not even man enough to talk shit to you face-to-face without showing off to someone. Checking the others, you find they’re all okay except for minor bruises. They’re obviously disheartened after what happened. Henry angrily explained the events with Nariko to the detective while you were making sure everyone was fine, setting the detective off.

“I’m sorry everyone, mainly you Johnny. I shouldn’t have put you in this position, even if I didn’t think Nariko would do such a thing.” Nina apologizes profusely after you give her a quick explanation of what happened. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Henry silently looking your way.
“I’m just glad everyone is safe.” True, you are glad everyone is safe, but that’s not the only thing you feel right now…

“What’s wrong with you people?” An unamused Richard finally asks a valid question! Oh good, you thought he never would! “I didn’t expect anything from you lot, and you keep disappointing me. How are you supposed to protect Constance if you keep getting in trouble this easily? At this rate, our enemies should just wait for us to self-destruct.”
“Shut the fuck up.” You take a few steps towards Richard, getting in his face. His anger doesn’t come close to yours.“You couldn’t make sure a fucking cage was locked up properly, even with that dumb ability you have. If I didn’t know any better, I would think you did this on purpose.”
“Jeez, boss, calm down! Don’t lash out at us. It’s your sister’s fault, remember?” Henry says, butting in when he shouldn’t.
“Don’t give me that crap. I’m not your boss anyway.” You move away from Richard and start heading towards the elevators.

“Where are you going?” Matilda asks from behind you.
“I need some time alone.” You’re ditching this place for a while. Any longer and you might get worse…

“So you’re just leaving? Pathetic.” Richard retorts. “And you were leader until now? I can’t imagine how badly your ineptitude must have rubbed off on your friends.”
Nina grabs Richard by the ear! “Stop with that attitude of yours, young man, and help me clean up this mess. I need to make sure nothing goes wrong from now on.” She begins to drag the Ace Defective into the cage room before stopping herself. “Johnny, do you really need to…?”
“If you want to order me around, order me around.” You tell your ex-girlfriend, trying hard to keep a smile on your face. “You’re pretty good at that, you know?”
“No… It’s alright. We’ll handle this.” Nina wryly smiles back at you. Judging by the sparkle in her eyes, she got what you were implying! At least someone does. “Take your time. Remember, we need you now more than ever.”

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>>3100299

Nina, Richard and Henry go inside the room, closing the door behind them. As they do so, you hear Yu Yan loudly complaining about Nariko getting her shirt wet! Guess you can trust Yu Yan to take care of those ingrates without you there. One of the only few you can trust at all…

You’re left alone in this corridor room with Matilda.

“I will keep you informed for a small fee.” Matilda proposes without you saying anything. “But more importantly, I can administer punishments to those two free of charge.”
“It’s alright…” It’s not alright.
“Are you really sure now’s the time for a walk?”
“I don’t owe them anything. They made it plenty clear where they stand.” What a reality check… “If you feel like this is getting too dangerous, please let the others know before you leave.”
“I have a debt to pay. I won’t leave this easily. Take care, call me if you need anything. My service’s lines are always open.”
“Thanks.”

And so, you are back in the clinic lobby on the ground floor. It’s after lunch now. Everyone looks busy, no one looks familiar, you’re still alone.

Business as usual.

Where do you go?

>Go to your apartment. You need familiarity and comfort right now.
>Walk around your neighborhood. Being in the area might be good.
>Call Roger Jackson! You need to talk to someone unrelated to this.
>Call Scarlet! You need to talk to someone unrelated to this.
>Call your guardian, Rufus Hogg! Talking to him might make you feel better after this.
>Write In.

(My bad again.)

>>3100306
>Go somewhere you can scream really loud. You need to get the rest of this pent up anger out of you and think about this again with a clear head.

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>>3100306
>Call your guardian, Rufus Hogg! Talking to him might make you feel better after this.
then
>Walk around your neighborhood. Being in the area might be good.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IzHcFfs3-34 intensifies

>>3100306
also do >>3100333 along with >>3100336
it's a city, people might hear us screaming really loud and see what's going on, but that doesn't matter

>>3100336
Supporting

>>3100306
>Call your guardian, Rufus Hogg! Talking to him might make you feel better after this.
>You need to get the rest of this pent up anger out of you and think about this again with a clear head.
Don't think there is anywhere to scream in a city, but bitching to someone works too.

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You need your take mind off things… You began walking through the old neighborhood, the way you used to. Past random people on the street, past old and rotting buildings, past cars trying to go places, past decades-old diners and food places similar to the one you passed on the way to Neko’s place… These old restaurants are so shitty – your old man had no concept of good taste. Everything he bought went straight to himself, you barely got by alone.

Suddenly something warm and furry jumps on your shoulder.

“Meow!” It’s Melodia. She seems happy even though she had a bad experience earlier. You forgot her and the other two cats were there in the room being chained up then having to watch you argue with your so-called allies.

“I’m going solo, so you can’t come with me.”
“Meow!” She rubs her face on your cheek. It feels nice.
“Cheeky little feline… You think that strange girl sent her to us?” Philonune is distrustful of the cat for obvious reasons. Not like Neko has shown any sign of caring about you at all, or anything…
“It’s a smart cat, let’s ask her.”
“Didn’t we struggle to send her back to her owner?” Philonune watches Melodia closely. “I doubt she’s willing to return again no matter what we do.”
“She’s smart. For a cat, anyway...” Taking Melodia off your shoulder, you hold her in front of you.

“Did Neko send you here?”
“Meow!” Melodia firmly denies the accusation!
“If you want to come along, you have to keep quiet to her. Okay?”
“Meow!” She accepts the proposition and jumps back on your shoulder, making herself at home.

“How are you able to trust her so easily?” Philonune wonders. “How are you able to trust anyone after what they’ve done to you?”
“Don’t know. I only hope she trusts me back.” You scratch her neck, sending her into an adorable purring fit. Warms your heart already…

Where were you again? Oh right, old people cuisine…

Makes you wonder about that guardian of yours your dad left to look after you, You check your phone’s contacts list and spot him. ‘Ruffus Hogg.’ Maybe you should call him? It’s been a while since you even spoke to the guy. The last thing he told you was about your shitty father’s backstory…

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>>3100675

Oh why the hell not?! You dial his number. Surprisingly, he answers in one ring.

“Hello? Johnny?” He even checked it was you! There’s a lot of noise coming from his end of the call. A crowd of people?
“Hey Mr. Hogg.”
“Just call me Rufus! I think I mentioned that, didn’t I? It’s alright if you don’t remember. Is something troubling you?”

“No, I’m fine. Just reporting in, so to speak.” You barely know him for you to open up in a meaningful way, but he’s already asking about your well-being. Was he always this nice to you? “Are you busy?”
“I’m kind of busy at this moment, but I can take a minute or two for you.”
“What’s going on?”
“I don’t know how I got into this. I should be retired! We’re preparing a proposal to get Lloydington out of prison. You know him, right?”

“That politician…?” Uh-oh… He’s the leader of the white flames, isn’t he? It’s been a while since you heard any news about him!
“That one! Even if we don’t share political views, having a political prisoner in this country speaks volumes on how backwards our government operates. I know they care about the world’s opinion, so this comes especially surprising… Oh, right, I shouldn’t go into specifics! These politics are too boring for someone your age! How are things going for you? How is school?”
“It’s going alright...” Guess you won’t be able to take your mind off things…
“I know you wouldn’t have called me if something wasn’t keeping your thoughts occupied. I’m your guardian and I’m willing to help you. That’s what I’m here for. Be frank with me, Johnny: What do you need?”

He sounds like an honest kind man, completely unlike your father in every way possible – but do you really have anything to ask him?

How do you respond?

>“Could you not do that? Helping Lloydington might not be such a good idea…”
>“No, it’s alright! I just wanted to check in. I’ll keep your offer open though, thanks!”
>“Has dad contacted you at any point? I figure he’s off enjoying life without me, huh?”
>Write In.

>>3100681
>“Has dad contacted you at any point? I figure he’s off enjoying life without me, huh?”

>>3100681
>“Has dad contacted you at any point? I figure he’s off enjoying life without me, huh?”

>>3100681
>“Has dad contacted you at any point? I figure he’s off enjoying life without me, huh?”

>>3100681
>“Has dad contacted you at any point? I figure he’s off enjoying life without me, huh?”

>>3100681
>>“Has dad contacted you at any point? I figure he’s off enjoying life without me, huh?”

>>3100681
>“Could you not do that? Helping Lloydington might not be such a good idea…”

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“Has dad contacted you at any point? I figure he’s off enjoying life without me, huh?”
“What a coincidence! As a matter of fact, he contacted me yesterday. It seems he was having issues with his bank account and couldn’t send any money back to you. I contacted Craig yesterday, so expect a big allowance this week!” Dad was trying to send you money this whole time…? Why didn’t the lazy fuck contact you?! “He me informed about the struggles you’ve went through the last month or so. I must apologize to you, I have done an awful job as your guardian – it’s been a pretty hectic time for me too.” Rufus pauses for a few moments. “…No, I have no excuses for this. I hope my mistake didn’t cause you ill feelings towards your father. …What am I saying? You went out of your way to get a job and earn your meals without complaining. I wouldn’t be surprised if you hate me right now. Even if you could have contacted me, you’re just a kid in the end. I should have been more attentive for your sake…”

“It’s alright. Craig helped me too. It was just a tragicomedy of errors.” Yeah, he bought a bunch of groceries for you that one time. It helped for only a few days. Hobos eat too much.
“No, it’s not alright. I’m going to visit you soon and apologize in person, then we will see what we are going to do. From what Craig has told me, you’re enjoying your privacy a lot! That’s good!” Rufus laughs good-naturedly. You wonder how the party on his end is going, but asking would get your guardian to talk more than he is now. “Just be careful what you get yourself into. The city has been hectic lately.” Understatement of the week!

“So my father doesn’t completely neglect me, huh?” You throw the backhanded comment, hoping he picks it up.
“Your father may not be too great for his role, but when he’s committed to help, he does it all the way!” He chuckles, your comment going over his head. Mr. Hogg has no idea what he’s talking about. “Besides, he wants to honor your mother’s memory until the end. They were so in love together, but sometimes life just changes course and things don’t turn out as planned…”

“...” You have no idea what to say. It’s not like you want to know more or anything… You do very much, but you’re afraid of what you might learn… Are you really ready for this now?

“Johnny? You still there?”
“Y-yeah.” You try to dispel the thoughts from your head. Maybe it worked?
“Again, I apologize for what I made you go through, but now I need to hang up. When this is done, I’ll make it up to you. I promise.”
“Good bye, Mr. Hogg.” So he’s just like everybody else, huh? Making promises he can’t keep. Or maybe you’re being a little too harsh? He really did have no way of knowing what was happening to you. He’s innocent here. Unlike some people…
“Good bye, Johnny! Take care!” He hangs up.

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>>3100939

“Interesting…” You stare at your phone as you keep walking through the city streets. Nobody bats an eye at the cat riding on you.
“Meow…?” Melodia seems worried from your other shoulder.
“It’s not that important.” Not anytime soon, hopefully.

“I do wonder if you’re really able to understand this animal.” Philonune comments in a relaxed way. He’s the calmer of you two right now. “Perhaps she’s used to communicating with Neko enough to have some grasp of the way you humans connect?”
“Maybe. At least I like to think I understand..” You shrug. Oh snap, you almost dropped Melodia! You need to be careful with your movements on your walk…

Out of nowhere, you hear a voice calling out to you. Looking around, you spot a familiar blonde delinquent through the crowds! “YOOO! Johnny!” It’s Trent, grinning wide! What’s he doing here?! He’s carrying a mystery sack with him. Whatever is inside is is alive and visibly struggling. “Weren’t you fuckin’ half-dead or some shit?” He doesn’t even react to Melodia, huh?
“I got better. What’s good?” You’ve definitely gotten used to Trent ever since the fight with him.
“Heading to the clinic. Got some special delivery to do.”
“Didn’t you fuck off after getting mad at Richard? Why are you going back?”
“Yeah okay, fuck that guy and fuck your shit group.” Trent shrugs and scoffs. “As much as I wanted to stay away from that dumpster fire you call your friends, Uccelli gave me an offer I couldn’t refuse, so I’m a delivery man now.” He points at his bag. You hear someone or something mumbling incoherently inside…

Whatever they’re saying can’t be heard over the sound of traffic and people on the street, but the rage from the clinic flares up inside you again…!

“What’s in the bag?”
“Some fuckwit named ‘Stewie’ or some shit. Supposed to be important. Well I gotta get goin’, see ya!” Trent happily starts walking away without a care in the world.

Who the fuck is this Stewie guy?!

>“Wait, show me what’s inside the bag please!”
>“Wait, why’d you fight Richard? What did he do?”
>“Can I kick the bag before you leave? I’m having a bad day.”
>“See ya!” You still need to vent some more. Worry about it later.
>Write In.

(Last reply of the day, we continue tomorrow!)

>>3100942
>“Can I kick the bag before you leave? I’m having a bad day.”
>“Wait, why’d you fight Richard? What did he do?”

>>3100942
>“Can I kick the bag before you leave? I’m having a bad day.”
>"Do you have any siblings?" Try to connect with this brute.

>>3100942
>“Can I kick the bag before you leave? I’m having a bad day.”
>“Wait, why’d you fight Richard? What did he do?”
>"By the way, Richard is being a fuck at the moment, if you get the chance, kick him in the dick."

>>3100942
>>“Can I kick the bag before you leave? I’m having a bad day.”
>"Wait, why'd you fight Richard? What did he do?"

>>3100942
This >>3101275

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Sorry everyone, thread delayed for tomorrow. I'm having technical difficulties.

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>>3102438
I shall nap till you return.

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“Can I kick the bag before you leave? I’m having a bad day and it would make me feel a lot better.” You manage to ask Trent before he leaves. He turns and gives you a look, walking back.
“…The fuck is wrong with you?” Trent is strangely against this idea. “…Nah, I’m just bustin’ your balls!” Trent drops the bag on the sidewalk without one care in the world, then takes a step back. The Stewie guy cries in mumbled pain. People don’t even bat an eye – not like there is a crowd around or anything. “You better not give me a shitty one, got it?”
“Sure!”
You take a few steps back, then connect with a devastating kick to this Stewie guy! That felt good… to you! That guy inside must be in a world of hurt. If Nina is getting Trent to kidnap him, he’s got to be a serious piece of work…

The blonde delinquent gives you a judging stare, then nods. “I give it a 3 outta 10. Try to not care for its well-being for the next one.” Trent coaches you the way he did for the lead-up to fighting Henry. Good times! “Like this!” Trent kicks him, reminding you about that time he beat Henry while he was down. Good times!

“I didn’t give it my all; I think Uccelli needs him conscious, yeah?” You actually did kick him with all your strength, but he doesn’t need to know that. “Before you go, why’d you fight Richard? What did he do?”
“It wasn’t a fight, I sucker-punched him. And he pissed me off. That simple.” Trent is as brief as always.
“Could you elaborate on that?” You ask politely.
“Yeah, I can.”

You two silently stare at each other for a few moments. Busy people continue their afternoon walking past you, trying to go places, and here you are having a stare-off with Trent…

“…Go ahead?”
“Fucker has no damn respect. Thinks he can talk shit and not get hit – so I showed him what’s what. Maybe he’ll finally shut the fuck up and let your shitty group do their job in peace. The teach was already having problems dealing with you retards, so I hope for his sake he learned his lesson.” He’s more talkative when he’s angry. So he’s friendly towards Nina, even though he wasn’t originally from your school? Weird… “He also made fun of my eyebrows. Being a bitchy smartass without knowing your shit pisses me off even more.” That’s probably the real reason.

“Doesn’t everything piss you off?” Changing topics away from that is a good idea. You still don’t know why his eyebrows are that way, and you don’t want him angry here in the street.
“What? I can have fun too, dipshit! I’ll show ya if you survive tomorrow.” He slaps your arm really hard, almost making Melodia fall. “Just don’t bring one of your bitches with ya, you hear me? Like that pussy on your shoulder.”
“Meow!” Melodia… actually nods proudly?! Trent grins wider seeing this.

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>>3104459

“You want to hang out? I don’t mind if we do, but…”
“And why the fuck not? We fought under the same flag once, we can do it again.” That’s oddly kind of him. He breaks his determined expression and blinks a few times, getting out of your face. “Oh shit, I need to scram. Uccelli told me to bring this cunt as quickly as I could. See ya!” He starts dragging the sack on the sidewalk instead of shoulder-carrying it… That has to hurt.

Suddenly, you remember one last thing! “By the way, Richard is being a fuck at the moment! If you get the chance, kick him in the dick!” Trent looks back at you for a second. He continues walking away, laughing maniacally and making streetgoers give him lots of space. Creepy, but endearing in a strange way.

“He’s still one weird guy.” You talk to yourself now that he’s away, continuing to walk around aimlessly in the neighborhood.
“Meow!” Melodia agrees.
“Maybe he still feels indebted to you?” Philonune smirks.
“Debt? We had a deal, and we both kept up our ends of it. He doesn’t owe me anything.” You beat Henry for him and you got your training. “I even owe him for helping me with Yu Yan that one time.” He didn’t have any limp at all, and he doesn’t even have a flame to speed up his healing! That ridiculous kick of his was with the stabbed leg! Holy fuck!

“I’ve seen my fair share of solo survivors in my travels, Johnny. Anyone pushing themselves forward has a will driving them. Something they cling to dearly.” Philonune remembers something you don’t, breaking you from your thoughts. “For a warrior, his fighting spirit is this. Invaluable. Inviolate. All but invincible. And you gave his back to him.”
“I did that?” You’re clueless. When was that again?
“Meow…?” Melodia doesn’t get it. Fighting spirit must be different for cats, huh?

Wait a sec… Did something fall on you?

Is that snow?

“Snow? In JUNE?!” What the fuck? It’s June, isn’t it? You check your phone, and sure enough it’s June 3rd, past 5 PM. And sure enough, it’s really snow. The shifting crowds on both sides of the street stop and face the sky. There’s mixtures of confusion, shock, and amusement on people’s faces from what you can see. A couple cars honk their horns as they pass by.

The chances of this being normal are thin… What now?

>Go to your apartment! Get some clothes! You’re going to freeze otherwise!
>Go back to the clinic! That kick made you feel good enough you guess…
>Keep walking around, it’s not like the snow is too cold! Not yet at least.
>Write In.

+Trent still believes in you… Probably!

>>3104465
>Keep walking around, it’s not like the snow is too cold! Not yet at least.

>>3104465
>Keep walking around, it’s not like the snow is too cold! Not yet at least.

>>3104465
>Go to your apartment! Get some clothes! You’re going to freeze otherwise!

>>3104465
>Keep walking around, it’s not like the snow is too cold! Not yet at least.
We need to feel a bit better before we go back.
But we DO need to go back eventually, at the very least to make sure Narkio hasn't thrown herself off the building.

>>3104465
>Keep walking around, it’s not like the snow is too cold! Not yet at least.

>>3104465
>Go to your apartment! Get some clothes! You’re going to freeze otherwise!
>Text the gang about the weird fucking snow dropping.

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It’s not like shit can’t get any weirder, can it? Best to keep walking around, enjoy the spectacle like everyone else. Well, you can confirm this is indeed snow and not some weird magic bullshit. It could potentially be weird magic bullshit, but the snow is not made of… magic? It comes down in flakes, it’s pale and white, cold, melts when it touches your bare hand… You get the point.

“Hey sonny, aren’t you cold?” A wizened voice calls out to you. Yeah, you’re still wearing your hospital t-shirt and some shorts, good thing you have your shoes on. Wait, it’s that old pumpkin lady from the bookstore! Oh crap, you’re in front of the bookstore! She probably wanted to see the snow like all the other people on the streets.
“No, I’m fine. Doesn’t feel like the temperature is dropping.” You cordially respond. Now that you think about it… isn’t it odd that despite the snow, the summer heat in the air isn’t any less? And the snowflakes manage to fall intact without melting? Huh…

“You should take this anyway. Your back will need it.” She hands you a blanket. Where did it come from? Does it matter?

“Thanks, I’ll return it later.” This is not even five minutes away from your apartment, and you have plenty of time later in case you really want to return it. You’re going to look like some kind of psycho now, but you put it on anyway to appear thankful.
“It’s an old one, you don’t need to.” Guess that’s one less thing to worry about then! “Just make sure to go back home quickly, don’t want to catch a cold! Besides, how will you take care of that sweet thing on your shoulder?”
“Meow!” Melodia is happy to be acknowledged!
“Thanks.” You smile at her and go on your merry way. Did you always have so many kind neighbors living near you? Maybe she’s just an exception…

You continue walking your city’s streets. People are out enjoying the snow, talking about recents events and topics familiar to you: Lloydington, the protests, the cult, WILDFLAME, the street gang fights, the end of the terrorists. No matter they talk about, it feels so separated from what you have done, your actions did nothing to change or influence anything.

In the end, you’re still a background character. Unimportant, uninteresting, unwanted...

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>>3104687

“Aw maaaaaaaan! Why’d it have to start snowing?! Now everyone’s gone…” A street musician yells at the sky in displeasure. He’s carrying a guitar, also wearing a nice vest. You’re near your usual subway station now. Was the guy in the middle of switching spots? “What a bummer. I should leave…”
“You shouldn’t. You’re here early.” You tell the depressed man. He gives you a mournful look. “They just went to get clothes. See?” You point around. There’s multiple crowds full of people out now! They’re all wearing jackets and coats. Earlier with the old lady, the heat was still going. Now it’s starting to get more breezy and cool…
“Meow!” Melodia agrees.

The musician’s face lights up. “Shit, you’re right!” He pumps his fist into the sky, then readies himself to play! “Thanks, buddy! This one’s for you!” He strums a few chords then launches right into a song you haven’t heard before. It’s nice! A small crowd of people gathers around you two, and the guy starts to show off a bit more. You decide to leave the man to his music and fame.

A few minutes later, you idly start to wonder if this is the same snow Scarlet had to force her way through when her dog was dying, years and years ago. When Terry locked her outside in the cold, alone with no one else to care and her only friend dying in her arms…

That’s not a pleasant thought! Where’d the hell did that come from?! Keep walking forward, enjoy the untimely weather, relax…

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>>3104691

“Kid! You! The one with the cat! You’re cursed! I can see a black-lit spirit floating next to you!” A strong-voiced preacher stops you in the middle of the sidewalk! He’s wearing a formal suit and tie, holding some sort of bible or holy book. The suit has a weird emblem in on it, you’ve never seen that design before. A group smaller than the one around the guitarist is around this guy, but they’re paying less attention to him. Still an annoying roadblock though. “Let god’s light purify you!” He thumps his book a few times, then points right at you.
“Is the demon smiling?” You exchange glances with a smug Philonune. A bit of it is rubbing off on you… “Cuz I don’t think you can purify demons that easily.”
“Why would a demon smile?! They are evil creatures!” The obvious quacksalver responds. The crowd mumbles a half-hearted assent. “They seek to prey on our souls, our life force, our emotions! Cut them off, blind yourself to their devilry and arrogance! They care not for you, child!”

“Then I don’t think you are able to see them.” You keep walking forwards, ignoring the dumb man and his tiny street cult. Philonune laughs riotously as you pass them, but you don’t feel like doing the same…

You feel like you’re in a filler scene from a movie. Something empty that only eats up valuable time and space. That would mean you’re the main character, or something else contrived. It’s not like you think you should be, or anything. You’re not that deluded. At least, you like to think you’re better than that…

The snow is melting slower now, there’s about several centimeters on all the benches and sidewalks. Walking around, you see people laughing and having fun starting random snowball fights, trying not to slip but slipping anyway — all smiles. It makes the city look and feel so nice, chilly and refreshing, and…

Nothing’s changed. You’re still pissed.

>Demand the forces of god to give you a real random encounter!
>Go back to your apartment to kill time. There’s still things to do.
>Go back to the clinic. It’s been awhile… They should be done, right?
>Explore the city farther from your west side! There’s more to see!
>Write In.

>>3104695
>Demand the forces of god to give you a real random encounter!
Gib big tiddy snow demon to fight

>>3104695
>Explore the city farther from your west side! There’s more to see!
>Demand the forces of god to give you a real random encounter!
We got Philo, we got invisibility, and we got the urge to hit something and yell real loud. Let's go!

>>3104695
>Go back to the clinic. It’s been awhile… They should be done, right?

>>3104695
>Go back to the clinic. It’s been awhile… They should be done, right?

>>3104695
>>Write In.
Is that Gretchen?
Wave at her
Lets talk to her

>>3104695
Fuck it, backing >>3104763 too
not the same world, but previous protag stuff calls

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Man, what you would give the world if it gave you a decent random encounter. Someone you can justifiably beat the crap out of without feeling bad, to let out all this stress! You keep walking forwards aimlessly through the falling snow! Maybe if you keep going forward, your wish will be granted…?

Nah, you should head back to the clinic and accept that sometimes life doesn’t give you what you want. Something you should have accepted years ago when your mother died.

However, after you walk one or two snowy white city blocks ahead, you tempt your luck juuuuuuust a little. Not like anyone at the clinic cares if you come back any time soon, most of them being ungrateful backstabbing liars who hate your guts. Besides, it’s normal to want to relax in some way, yeah? And after all the stupidity and walking you’ve gone through in the past couple hours, a good fight is damn right!

“FUCK! I’M PISSED!” Someone abruptly tears down the door of a restaurant across the street, screaming into the street in an ear-splitting voice! It echoes off the walls of all the buildings, drawing nervous looks from the now-unsettled and somewhat deafened passerby. “WHO WANTS TO FIGHT?! HUH?! LET’S FIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT!” Oh god, it’s Flint! And he’s on a fucking rampage! You can faintly see the path of pure destruction left in his wake… Tables flipped, vases and plates broken all over the fancy floors, people lying prone or trying to pull themselves up… The whole place is annihilated!

Why do you keep finding him?! Why does he keep finding you?!

Is this really the time, or can you go do something else?

>Perhaps there are better ways to vent. Maybe you could call Scarlet for a minute. The snow reminds you of her, for better or worse.
>Perhaps there are better ways to vent. Climb up a fire escape to a building roof and scream your heart out! You can turn invisible now, remember?
>Maybe you can fuck off to the clinic and man up. Life ain’t fair but everyone’s a rip-off, or something. Is that how that saying went?
>“YOU CAME TO THE WRONG NEIGHBOURHOOD, MOTHERFUCKER! IT’S TIME FOR A REMATCH!” Is your courage high enough for this prompt?!
>Write In.

>>3104840
>Turn invisible, tail him, and spy on him

>>3104840
>Perhaps there are better ways to vent. Climb up a fire escape to a building roof and scream your heart out! You can turn invisible now, remember?

>>3104840
>Maybe you can fuck off to the clinic and man up. Life ain’t fair but everyone’s a rip-off, or something. Is that how that saying went?

>>3104840
>Perhaps there are better ways to vent. Climb up a fire escape to a building roof and scream your heart out! You can turn invisible now, remember?

>>3104844
>>3104847
Guys.
Please don't do this. The reason we are IN this mess to start with is cause we go off alone and get ourselves in trouble.
This is SAME shit Amelia was yelling about a few minutes ago.

>>3104868
Brahma in flame form is on Flint's elbow. He's forced to watch Flint's back at all times by fixed position alone. We can't fucking tail this guy.

>>3104844
>>3104847

>>3104873
THIS TOO

>>3104840
>>Perhaps there are better ways to vent. Maybe you could call Scarlet for a minute. The snow reminds you of her, for better or worse.

>>3104873
Oh I forgot, then I vote for this instead
>Perhaps there are better ways to vent. Climb up a fire escape to a building roof and scream your heart out! You can turn invisible now, remember?

>>3104840
>Maybe you can fuck off to the clinic and man up. Life ain’t fair but everyone’s a rip-off, or something. Is that how that saying went?
Why are we just fucking around? We have shit to do

>>3104885
Because we're rightly fucking stressed and pissed due to everyone around us being cunts all along (except Yu Yan and Nina - Matilda wasn't exactly one though)

>>3104907
It seems more like we're just being a dumb asshole when we should be helping out the team

>>3104961
We're avoiding being a dumb asshole by not fighting Flint alone like a retard. We left because we needed to cool off, and because we trust Yu Yan, Nina, and Amelia to handle shit over there. They can always call us too. I think you're just overreacting.

>>3104978
Just because we're avoiding the dumbest option doesn't mean that we're not being dumb

Considering what happened the last time you tried to solo Flint, it’s for the best if you leave him be.

“Wait, why the fuck is it snowin’?! Ain’t it July? Fuck!” Flint realizes that the weather is fucked for some reason. It took him this long to notice. “I can’t believe it’s fucking HAPPENING!” The moment he ends the sentence, Flint kicks a trash can absurdly far into a building wall, narrowly missing a few random gawkers!

He’s a grown man screaming and whining everywhere... So you should totally do the same! Turning invisible is the best way to keep your dignity and avoid being caught, if someone bothers to investigate a random scream in a city populated by millions. Now where’s the best place for you to vent one last time…? A rooftop seems like a good idea. This random-ass old corporate building seems good enough. Soon enough, you find the robust quality metal ladder built into the side instead of the shit quality deathtrap most other buildings have.

Time to see how much you can endure while invisible. It’s a three story building, nothing too major.

You take Melodia off your shoulder and gently place her on the ground.
“Wait here for a minute, alright? Play in the snow or something.”
“Meow!” Melodia accepts the proposition. “Meow, meow!”
“Yeah, I won’t take my time.”

You turn invisible and start climbing. The ladder is a little cold and the rungs are beginning to get icy, but it’s relieving — because since the moment you started climbing, you’ve already begun to feel sick! Halfway through, your stomach churns to the point you have to stop to recover. Looking down, you see your body’s blurry undefined shape gradually changing colors to match your surroundings. It doesn’t take too long though, feels less than half a minute. The moment you continue climbing, however, the colors blend and warp in a disturbing way. Staring at yourself while you move in this doesn’t feel quite right… Either way, you also discover moving slowly doesn’t make you feel as bad, and it wears off quicker too! You’ll just have to pace yourself in this state…

You make it to the snow-laden building top! Not a nice view as you envisioned, what with all the apartments and buildings taller than this three-story in this shitty part of town, but it’ll do! The bit of the big downtown skyline and skyscrapers you can see from here makes it stunning enough!

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…Are you really going to scream into the air like some angsty teenager? The more you think about it, the more stupid you think this idea is. Have you fallen so low your mind thinks this is a good idea to make yourself feel better? On the other hand, at least you got up here at some point, metaphorically and now physically too! It’s kind of high here for three stories… And though you’d never get high yourself, your head feels a lot clearer…

“I hate the fact nothing goes right.” You didn’t even scream either, you just sighed loudly. Oh the irony. You pull out your phone and check it. The first thing you see is multiple texts from people that you can read later, and the second is… “Jeez, it’s almost 8 PM!” It’s been three hours since you parted ways with Trent! Time sure flies! The snow makes this night pleasant to look at and be in. The city lights bounce around and off the snowflakes like its own starry sky. It’s alright, could be better…
“Partner, I know you want the whole world to know your anger. I carry the same type of burden inside me, but it’s not the moment right now. I have waited many centuries in the shadows for my chance. Those who were aware of me in the past think nothing of me now. I doubt anyone even knows my name anymore.” He laughs a lot freer and more relaxed than he has recently. “This is when our strike will be glorious, when we pry their precious crown from their clutches – smile on them from the top and scream ‘we won.’”
“We can come up with something better than that later.” You tease Philonune as you start kicking around snow on the rooftop.

You quickly head back down, foregoing the invisibility. Who’s gonna look towards this old corporate building in the middle of the night and catch you anyway?

Melodia runs adorably over to you, fur covered in snowflakes.
“See, I can keep my promises!” You smile at the cute cat for real, not making yourself smile.
“Meow! Meow!” Melodia is happy to see you too. She climbs back on your shoulder, and you pet her head.
“Good girl…” You miss your stupid little sister.

And so you go back to the clinic… All in all, it was a nice break from the rest of the group. Something you’ve desperately needed until now.

Sadly this is all we have for this week’s thread! Thanks for playing and keep an eye on this thread! There is more to come!

>>3105141
Good run chief

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[Do Your Best Extra]

>A few days ago at Ka-Shing Tower, the day after Icioba’s attack. Ka-Shing and his goons are seated together to discuss further plans…

“I’m not at full 100% yet, but I’m ready anyway. So… What’d I miss?” An uninterested Flint asks a silent Ka-Shing.
“A-a-a-are you b-blind or you d-d-didn’t pay any attention?!” T_T Neko taps her foot on the floor, indicating the bottom of the building where the mayhem happened. Ka-Shing has his office stupidly high up the tower, because of course he does.
“You think I haven’t seen worse? I was a celebrity bodyguard overseas, you numbskull.” Flint shuts the numbskull NEET up. “If you thought this shit was crazy, you haven’t seen mansions after those rich people parties. There’s only so much a guy can take, you know?”
“A-a-are giant b-bug monsters a no-normal occurrence to you, prick?!” Neko is about to explode from the stress.

A knocking sound stops both of them. “I don’t want to interrupt your little… prattle. But our boss will tell us our next course of action, won’t he? If it’s a bad idea, I have my vacation tickets ready.” Charles Ironheart (known to Johnny and friends as ‘Friendly Mr. Terrorist.’) interrupts the nice polite chat between Neko and Flint, bringing the focus back to Ka-Shing. The whole time, Ka-Shing has been swinging on his chair and staring at the city out the window, oddly silent and back turned.

“Double T. You haven’t found any of the Judges yet, yes?” An uncharacteristically serious Ka-Shing asks the spinster.

“Nope! Nada! 0! Zilch!” T_T Neko effusively denies it.
“Not even Miss Strangelove?” Ka-Shing spins in his seat, staring dead into Neko’s eyes.
“I-I-I told you the police got rid of every record of her! S-she’s in some kind of witness protection service, or so-something!”
“Don’t you have a million cats? What are you doing?” Ka-Shing’s expression becomes visibly annoyed, in a restrained way. “I didn’t expect ineptitude after you’ve been working this long.”
“S-s-so what?! Have you tried to train a cat?! I barely have control over seven of them!” T_T Neko shrieks back.

“Charlie, anything relevant in Dr. Villiers’s studies? I remember a thing or two that seemed promising from the start, and we really could use some of that right now.” Ka-Shing changes his focus to the ex-terrorist member.

“We have the data about crystal you wanted, sir.” He points to the document on Ka-Shing’s desk. “However, the information we recovered is somewhat… lacking. The bulk of it is elsewhere, seeing as files of her previous work were conspicuously absent. What we have here is various test results and a decent amount of research data.”

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“Gimme something to work with here! Anything at all!” Ka-Shing grabs the document and speedreads it.
Charlie shrugs. “Sorry sir, but there isn’t anything to work with. Dr. Villiers home was raided before even the police arrived, so some items were definitely removed. Evidence from her later assassination suggests Cult of Chernabog doing; simple enough with how lax ordinary hospital security tends to be. Her comatose husband is more secure in a separate military hospital, and if he woke up it wouldn’t matter — I seriously doubt brainwashing of that extent would leave any intact remnants of self. The Rise we all knew is gone for good, and we lost the flame stockpile when the insect entity’s Crimzone disabled our containment procedures.” A deflated yet professional Charlie explains dispassionately, point by point. The despair in T_T Neko’s eyes intensifies, while Ka-Shing listens in deep thought. “All things considered, sir, it is impossible for us to defend the Crystal in our current condition.”

“Flint, what about the mafia? How did they reply to that proposal I threw them?” Ka-Shing turns to the destroyer of Andos.

“They’re in.” Flint smirks. “A mere fraction of what they used to be, though. Not like old times at all.” As Flint says this, his smirking face drops, almost becoming somber. It doesn’t last long. “There is a catch; they don’t know jack shit about the flames… So I got no clue how you’re going to break that to them.”
“Fantastic! Even better!” Ka-Shing start to get a little pumped, grinning, then his eyes open unsettlingly wide. “Business is finally picking up! I need to make some calls!”

“You have a plan now?” Flint asks a Ka-Shing already looking through numbers on his phone.
“One that’s going to blow your minds! Just you wait…”

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>Earlier today, in the New Calamity Clinic. Neko, Amelia, and Nina have their talk in an empty room while Johnny sleeps…

“…His plan was to separate us into eight different groups, give each leader a piece of the crystal, then it’s every man for himself!”
“Why eight?” Nina asks Neko the obvious question.
“That’s the maximum number of pieces the crystal can be divided down into, that they know for sure. Beats me how they figured it out. Surprisingly enough, the shards can be reassembled too. I guess that’s where the magic part comes in…”
“I thought it didn’t have a limit.” Nina bites her lip, bringing her eyebrows close together. What could she be thinking…?

“Y-you have one here?!” Amelia looks around wildly, as if there’s one in the very room they’re in and not anywhere in the rest of the clinic.

“Of course not! I don’t wanna frickin’ die! I refused!” T_T Neko glares coldly at Amelia, then drops the harsh gaze. “…But now that the mafia’s involved, it’ll only be a matter of time for them to find me.” T_T Neko wrings her hands out of anxiety, then holds herself. “I can’t sleep. I can’t run. I can’t fight. I feel like ending it, but I don’t even have the strength for that…” She takes a few breaths then looks back up at a staring Amelia and Nina. “See?! I’m useful! You can’t get rid of me now, you just can’t! Here, I can show you pics of each member with a crystal piece! Check it out!”
A cat drags a bulky-looking bag towards Neko. Another cat crawls out of the bag, then pulls out a laptop. In a few minutes, the screen displays a collage of photos…

“Wait, but this is…!” Nina realizes that there is a certain someone in the image shown.
A certain someone who clearly should not belong there, but is inexplicably there anyway.


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