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>>3377220

[DAY 06/FRIDAY]

After letting the son of the butcher (who also lost his store the same way you did) Mason Reid join your cause for revenge, you two parted ways; since the enormous man is busy renovating his dad’s store.

It’s still morning. You went to The Giants sports store, you want to check for baseball bats! They are probably the closest thing to a real weapon you will be able to find legally. Strangely, the store is almost set up like some kind of weaponry store – you don’t remember this arrangement from the last time you visited with Maggie.

You have been swinging some of the display items around for a while now. The store clerk, a stoic young girl with a cold gaze, seems keen to remind you of the possibility of buying the items you have entertained yourself using. You’re the only client in the whole store, so she doesn’t have anything else to bug.

“So which one do you think it’s the best one to bash someone’s skull with?” You ask with the intention to weird her out so she can leave you be.
“The Crazy Slugger. Light enough for it to be easy to swing around and it’s not particularly expensive for how sturdy it is.” The girl unfazed by your question actually helps you clear your doubt. She takes The Crazy Slugger from display. “Almost like it was made for the wrong profession, If you catch my drift.” She starts swinging it herself with impeccable technique and speed without her cold expression leaving her face. Maybe she’s a baseball player herself? It’s not like team sports are popular around here.

“How much does it cost?” If she’s so hell bent in trying to sell you something, might as well act like you’re really interested.
“85 bucks. It’s quite a popular item thanks to men like you.” She puts the bat back on the shelf. “Are you interested in buying it, sir?”
“Not at the moment. I’m just checking the prices.” You leave the baseball bats you were trying on the shelves that they were in.
“What a shame.”

You just came here for a quick visit. What do you do now?

>Go to work with Berenice!
>It’s time to face the Squids yet again.
>Search for Wessan. You need to see the footage Masen was talking about.
>Go check The Min-Hu Alliance’s base. Just from afar.
>Buy the Baseball bat! You’re going to be too broke to afford Karate though.
>Write In.

>>3377221
>>Buy the Baseball bat! You’re going to be too broke to afford Karate though.
We have to

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>>3377221
Just as a reminder.

>>3377221
>Go to work with Berenice!
>"What do you mean men like me?"

>>3377221
Good to see you again!
Supporting >>3377241

>>3377221
>Go to work with Berenice!
>"What do you mean men like me?"

>>3377221
>Buy the Baseball bat! You’re going to be too broke to afford Karate though.
>flirt with the girl using your equally cold demeanor

>>3377221
>Go to work with Berenice!

>>3377221
>>3377266
This. Let's not get the bat and render our karate both inaccessible and incompatible with our weapon. Besides, if we need a skull-bashing instrument we can just use a crowbar or something.

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“What do you mean men like me?” Maybe she knows something important.
“My apologies if my comment offended you.” That’s a non-apology if you ever hear one. Textbook store clerk comment too. Makes you proud. “I thought we were on the same page right there.”
“It did not. I was wondering what you meant. You don’t need to answer if you don’t feel comfortable.”

“I can tell the difference between an amateur and somebody who is… unsportsmanlike. You made it even easier to tell by just swinging around.”
“So you think I’m pursuing another type of activity?”
“Perhaps you are. If you’re either bashing someone’s balls or hitting home runs, it is still none of my business. But if you are not interested in rushing the field, I would suggest you to call me if you’re interested in our products, I will get you what you need. My name’s Matilda. Nice to meet you.”

“Sure and nice to meet you as well, I’m Alfred.” You’re not sure anymore in what you are getting yourself into. “I’ll be going.”
“Have a good afternoon, Alfred. I hope to see you again soon.” Matilda doesn’t even smirk. If she smiled, you would have rated her service 10/10.

With that done, you decided now to work with Berenice! You arrived to the old but cozy neighbors’ house to do some work. Berenice is very happy to see you! Almost relieved in some way.

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>>3377556

Today’s work is to stamp names in some of the sweaters. It’s very precise work, but you have the ability to make this a breeze. The essentials of the dark arts of sewing are coming easily to you.

During work, Berenice informed you about a big tragedy that has struck the town! It appears that the Town’s bucket monument has been destroyed and the bucket is missing! Somehow it was like half of it banished into thin air. Berenice’s husband, Boris, is part of the committee that is searching for the bucket.

The big details are lost to you, but it was a monument to the war of the Laoling bucket from centuries ago – with the legendary bucket as the centerpiece. In a confusing series of events, neighbor town Ghibena stole a random bucket after a raid, but Laoling fought back and recovered the bucket. Making it the town’s symbol since then.

This is especially maddening since one of your favorite childhood memories was your dad helping you climb the long statue to take a pic of you next to the bucket.

Lunch has come and gone. It was lovely like always! You have some leftovers as well. You also earned 60 G-Bucks for a job well done.

What do you do?
>It’s time to face the Squids yet again.
>Search for Wessan. You need to see the footage Mason was talking about.
>Go check The Min-Hu Alliance’s base. Just from afar.
>Time for a new Karate Lesson.
>Write In.

+60 G-Bucks.
+Sewing Skill Lv.4
+Lovely Homemade Lunch.

>>3377567
>Time for a new Karate Lesson.

>>3377567
>Time for a new Karate Lesson.

>>3377567
>Time for a new Karate Lesson.

>>3377567
>Time for a new Karate Lesson.
What madman would steal MAH BUCKET? This is incredibly distressing!

>>3377567
>Time for a new Karate Lesson.

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You say good-bye to Berenice after a bittersweet day of work and depart towards OLIR for a new Karate Lesson. You expect Maggie to be there since you discussed this earlier.

At the main gate of the school, you see Maggie talking with another student – she’s not having a good time by the looks of it. Suddenly, the guy leaves before you can arrive to the scene on time. You take a good look at him, he looks pretty generic despite giving the impression he puts special attention to his image.

“What’s going on? Ready for Karate?” You ask Maggie who seems pretty angry.
“Ugh… I-it’s nothing.” She pulls her skirt down for some reason. This not only awakens your curiosity but your concern too. A surprised Maggie notices and quickly dismisses your worries. “He-hey it’s like not like that at all! Euuuuugh!”
“You’re the one implying something.” You never accused her of anything.

“Whatever! Whatever!” Maggie shakes her head. “That creep is Aleister’s friend, Verner. He told me like he would help clean my image if I started to act more ladylike or some shit – like I should wear a longer skirt and change my style and everything. Like who the hell does he think he is?! I’m not dressing up for him!”
“And who do you dress for?”

“Uh? Uuuuh… Never thought about it.” Maggie draws blank. “That’s not the point, Allie! Shuuuush! Now I’m angrier! Let’s get to Karate! I need to vent!”
“Sure. Let’s go.” You like her new found motivation.
“I’m stabbing him too, both him and square face!”

“Do as you like, that’s not my problem,.”
“Uh?! I thought we were like a team?! We are depending on each other and shit!” Maggie almost looks heartbroken.
“I was joking.”
“Real funny…” She pokes your elbow.

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>>3378048

And so you two went yet again to Karate Practice! Master Pete the walrus man gave you another impeccable lesson. Maggie seems to be thriving today. That’s all good. You two did a good job at learning the sacred art of fighting.

You gained +3 Fitness Experience points for training here. You don’t feel like you’re close to leveling up.

After the lesson, and in quick summary, you told Maggie about Reid joining the team! She seemed a little conflicted with not knowing the guy, but trusts your judgment. Sadly a welcoming party will have to wait as Maggie seems to have too much schoolwork to do today. She strongly emphasizes to not hesitate to call her if you need anything – it almost feels like she wants you to interrupt her… Hold on a second. There are no classes tomorrow! It’s Saturday, what work could she possibly be doing? Well, if she’s hiding something it’s her problem, right?

The night draws close, and you’re going to be left alone yet again.

What do you do?

>Call Reid. You need to know better your new teammate!
>Go check The Min-Hu Alliance’s base. Just from afar.
>Search for Wessan. You need to see the footage Mason was talking about.
>Perhaps you need a break. You should go to sleep earlier.
>Write In.

-30 G-Bucks
+Karate Lv.03

>>3378057
>Search for Wessan. You need to see the footage Mason was talking about.

>>3378057
>Search for Wessan. You need to see the footage Mason was talking about.

>>3378057
>Search for Wessan. You need to see the footage Mason was talking about.

>>3378057
>Search for Wessan. You need to see the footage Mason was talking about.
I STAY NOIDED
I'VE SEEN FOOTAGE

>>3378057
Go talk with Los Iluminados.

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You want to watch the footage Mason talked about... Wait, wasn’t his name Masen? Eh, it’s better if you call him Reid. Where were you? Right, the footage! You need to call Wessam so you can arrange a meeting.

“Oi, kid. Nice to hear about you.” That’s the journalist’s voice. Wessam is probably smirking right now. “The footage? I’ll be real with you, kid. I think I’m getting spy on, so I’m leaving Laoling tomorrow. Unless you’re willing to meet up right now – I can’t help you.”
“You can’t send it over the net?” You ask a legit question.
“Look, they are onto me, kid. Don’t know if it’s safe to send, they might track you down too. I can’t risk it. My accounts were already hacked. Did you hear about the couple running the flower shop I gave the footage? They are gone. Legit disappeared. At this point I don’t know if the Min-hu’s or the Prices’ doing.”

“You aren’t all that tech savvy, right? They can’t know for sure what file is what and just tracking you down for sending it.” There are better ways to explain it, but this will do.
“Yeah, I’m not well-versed into this in the cloud shit. But I’ll stick to my guns and only pass you a copy of the footage if we met somewhere, okay? I’m already risking a lot just by going out there. Just make sure it’s a public space, okay?”

What do you respond?

>Meet up at Ishikawa’s. The well-known restaurant!
>Meet up at the Drunk Baboon! The bar!
>Meet up at the beach in front of that shitty seafood cart!
>Tell him once he gets to a safe place to send you the video. No need to risk his life just to check some dumb footage.
>Write In.

>>3378410
>Meet up at Ishikawa’s. The well-known restaurant!

>>3378410
>>Meet up at the beach in front of that seafood cart!
Kong Bo, please watch over us!

>>3378410
>Meet up at Ishikawa’s. The well-known restaurant!

>>3378410
>Meet up at Ishikawa’s. The well-known restaurant!

>>3378410
>Meet up at Ishikawa’s. The well-known restaurant!

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“Uh… Let’s meet up at Ishikawa’s.” If Kong Bo delivers his fishes there, it must be pretty good. Aside from that whole world re-known fame thing…
“That’s perfect. I thought I was going to miss on the place! I’ll be there in 10 minutes. Don’t be late.”
“W-wait…” You try to say something, but Wessam hung up. “…I’m more than 10 minutes away.”

After doing a really brief call to the journalist again to clarify you can’t be there in 10 minutes, you travel to Ishikawa’s. It’s in downtown Laoling. Since it’s not summer, the place looks relatively empty. You find Wessam sitting in one of the tables.

“Cheers, man.” Wessam raises his glass for you, he’s already eating some nice looking dishes. “What’s in the bag?” He points to your bag.
“This? Karate stuff.”
“Woah. Training in self-defense? That’s pretty good. Maybe you could kick the Price kid’s ass one day.”
“That’s the plan.” You say in obvious jest, but you mean it.

“Ha! Good one! For a second there I thought you had that bucket everyone is talking about.” Wessam is relaxing pretty fast despite the situation he’s in.
“Yeah… No. Do you know something about that?”
“Probably was Aleister Price, right? It would be fitting too. Honestly I have nothing on that front. But this is what we came for...” Wessam hands you a memory stick. “Here is the video. Before I hand it to you, I want to make sure you know the risk. I’m not kidding, that couple didn’t just move out or something stupid. The police is keeping it quiet. But they are completely 100% gone.”

“I do.” You grab it no problem.

You gained +2 Courage Experience Points for some reason.

“I thought you wouldn’t want it. There is nothing there that can help your case.” Wessam shrugs. “But I would be foolish to think you are doing this for the sake of your fallen store. You can’t be stupidly naïve after years in my profession. What are you really up to? Are you planning to do something about the Min-Hu? The Prices? What’s the scoop?”

What do you respond?

>“If I tell you, are you going to try to stop me?”
>“I’m going for Aleister Price. I’ll make him pay for what he has done.”
>“I’m very grateful for what you done, but that’s none of your business.”
>Write In.

+Wessam’s Memory Stick.

>3378664
>“If I tell you, are you going to try to stop me?”

>>3378664
>“If I tell you, are you going to try to stop me?”
>look right at him, show him your resolve in your eyes

>>3378664
>“If I tell you, are you going to try to stop me?”
>"Don't plan on dashing before splitting the bill."

>>3378664
>If I pull that off, will you die?

>>3378686
>It would be extremely painful

>>3378664
>“If I tell you, are you going to try to stop me?”
>look right at him, show him your resolve in your eyes

>>3378664
>“If I tell you, are you going to try to stop me?”

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“If I tell you, are you going to try to stop me?” You look right at him, showing your resolve in your eyes.
“…By the looks of it, you already made up your mind. Well, I don’t want to hear not even a murmur of it! I can’t live with that type of guilt.” Wessam looks away then back at you. “But by the looks of it, nobody seems to have tried to talk you out of it. Could you please allow me to try? That’s going to be as far as I’m willing to go to stop you. It’s more for me than it is for you.”

“Go ahead. I owe you as much.” Whatever helps to put his mind at ease.
“You don’t owe a thing, and I don’t owe you either. Understood?”

Another plate full of delicious sea food arrives. It’s for you.

“Tch, I almost forgot. Hope you don’t mind I ordered something for you.”
“Thank you.” You began to eat. It’s really delicious! You understand why people come from all over the world to eat this. “…Quite good.”
“Q-quite good? Seriously? Man, you have high standards!” Wessam lost the plot of the conversation.

“As you were saying…”
“Right. Alfred, there is more to life than what you have here, the world is too big and life is too fun for you to waste it encapsulated in whatever problem you’re into now. You’re what? 18? Are you really going to throw it all away just for revenge? What is that going to accomplish? Who is going to feel good later? Life is not about throwing yourself away into the pit, but trying to experience the bright side outside of it. You can fuck up all you want, you’re young and shit, but don’t make that fuck up define your life and take it away from you.” Wessam gives you a short heartfelt speech. “I know what you are feeling, I lived through something like that, but I’m glad I reconsider before pulling that trigger.”

“…I see.”
“Did that help?” Wessam is expecting a positive outcome. It felt almost like he knows what you’re trying to do. But…

…?

>No. I’m sorry.
>Write In.

>>3378834
>No

>>3378834
>No
>I think I'm past the point where I would give a damn about speeches like that. No hard feelings.

>>3378834
>>No. I’m sorry.

>>3378834
>"I'll try to at least not bring every down."

>>3378834
>No. I’m sorry
>I don’t have it in me to accept the wrongs committed against me lying down: how could I live doing so?

>>3378834
>No. I’m sorry.

>>3378866
everyone*

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“No, I’m sorry. I think I’m past the point where I would give a damn about speeches like that. No hard feelings.” You are being sincere.
“Quick response, you didn’t even bat an eye either. Maybe try to sleep on it…? Throw me a bone here.”
“I’ll try to at least not bring everyone down.” You shrug.

“I guess that’s something.” If Wessam wasn’t worried, he would be laughing.
“Thank you for the video again.”
“Don’t mention it. I don’t know what you are scheming about, but there might be something important way later in the video – a sketchy kid appears and cleans the place out, like he doesn’t get rid of the trash and rubbish. But he takes the bodies away after the fight; I could have sworn it was the mafia covering it up. But hey, I’m more wrong than right lately.” Wessam even deflated, tries to be a nice guy with you.

“You sure you want me to know as much?”
“Alfred, with all due respect: shut up. I feel incredibly guilty as it is.” Now he starts laughing. “Just make sure you are doing the good bad than the bad bad. Like the Price kid.”

He just compared you with Aleister Price. Almost makes you puke. Almost.

“…I don’t think he’s doing the good bad, whatever that means.”
“Yeah, because there is no such thing. Don’t be stupid…”
“I’m not stupid. I don’t have it in me to accept the wrongs committed against me lying down: how could I live doing so?” Plus, and more importantly, you know Aleister is an irredeemable piece of shit. And yeah, you’re somewhat petty, so what?

“There are other ways, Alfred. That’s what my life is all about. I’m going to prove it to you: The Price family is going down thanks to me.” Wessam stands up and gives you a pat on the back. “I already paid for the meal, so enjoy it. And don’t even think about paying me a dime. I know what happened to your store, remember? See ya... And please think this over, okay?”
“Thank you again. And I’m sorry. I wish you the best.” Even if your wishes mean nothing.

Wessam waves you off as he leaves. It’s been a while since another man nagged as much as your father. Too late for a change of mind anyway.

With the premium dinner eaten, you went back to your apartment to get some sleep your body needed.

[DAY 07/SATURDAY]

A cloudy morning. It’s not a great sign; looks like it’s going to rain. Perhaps you should check online for the weather report. These are the times you miss having your dad’s TV. You wonder what happened to it. Did you have it in the store while that happened…? Possibly. Anyway, it’s time to move on.

What do you do?
>Check the video.
>Time for an early team meeting. It’s Saturday so they should be free, right?
>It’s time to face the Squids yet again. Fisherman work every day!
>Perhaps you could buy that baseball bat. Maybe Reid can make use of it.
>Write In.

>>3378983
>>Check the video.
>>Time for an early team meeting. It’s Saturday so they should be free, right?

>>3378983
>Check the video.
>Time for an early team meeting. It’s Saturday so they should be free, right?
would be a good time to tell Reid what happened to the flowershop owners

>>3378983
>Check the video.
>Time for an early team meeting. It’s Saturday so they should be free, right?

>>3378983
>>Check the video.
>>Time for an early team meeting. It’s Saturday so they should be free, right?

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First, you decide to check on the video, and per Wessam’s indications you will see through it ‘till the end. Like every good binge watcher, you start skipping the boring sections and the filler.

You’re not surprised to see Aleister torturing these two gangster wannabes; he’s smashing them on the building like a bowling ball crashing on the… bowling pins. No wonder every store gets decimated, he probably enjoys the sound of a billion things breaking or something stupid.

Now to the part that matters, you keep skipping ahead and what Wessam was saying is true: a very familiar kid is cleaning the blood on the floor and throwing the bodies onto a truck – the kid is the same one that was harassing Maggie: Verner Duus. Also you were able to write down the truck’s license plate. It could be useful.

With so much information gathered, maybe it’s time for the first official team meeting. It’s Saturday, so they should be free, right? You call them both over. You spent a little extra time with Reid to give him directions. And Maggie sounded very grumpy. But they are on their way and that’s what matters!

…They arrived like an hour later. First Maggie, who seems to be suffering from an intense headache (possibly a hangover) and immediately dropped on your bed. Then Reid who couldn’t for his life find your address.

“I’m sorry! I’m not used to this part of town!” Reid apologizes profusely. He seems like a nice guy.
“It’s alright. Good thing I called you two early.” You shrug. “Make yourself at home. There isn’t much home here anyway.”
“Could you… please… like… not yell…?” Maggie has head buried on your pillow.

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>>3379156

“Hold on, is she part of the team?” Reid is confused by Maggie’s presence.
“Yes, she is.” You respond as calmly as ever as you prepare tea for everyone.
“I thought you two were a couple.” Reid is pretty upfront person.
You stare at the semi unconscious Maggie from bottom to top. “…Sadly I don’t think we have time for that.” You hand Reid a cup.

“You are pretty committed, I see. That’s good.” Reid nods profusely.
“My head hurts so much I can’t even hear yoooooou…!” Maggie screams to the pillow.
“Is she always like that?” Reid is worried.
“First time I see her like that since she joined.” Not a lie. “Hey Maggie, you sure you don’t want something for your hangover?”

“…I already had something at home! And I’m not hangover!” Maggie angrily replies.
“I’m joking.” You respond to her whining. “I have a cup of tea ready for you if you want to.”
“Thanks… Just give me half an hour to sleep...” Maggie didn’t even listen to what you said.
“The tea will be cold by then…” You began drinking hers. “We will have to start without her.”

What do you do?

>Ask Reid about himself. Better to nurture companionship between you two while you’re waiting.
>Tell him about what happened to the Flower Shop Owners.
>Ask Reid if he’s willing to go for a quick jog around the park. Better than to bother Maggie with your conversation.
>Ask him about his expectations with all of this. He wants to beat up Aleister, but is that all?
>Write In.


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

>>3379158
Sweet!

>Tell him about what happened to the Flower Shop Owners.
>Ask Reid about himself. Better to nurture companionship between you two while you’re waiting.
>Ask him about his expectations with all of this. He wants to beat up Aleister, but is that all?

It seems greedy.

>>3379158
>Tell him about what happened to the Flower Shop Owners.

>>3379158
>Ask him about his expectations with all of this. He wants to beat up Aleister, but is that all?
then
>Tell him about what happened to the Flower Shop Owners.
to test his resolve

>>3379158
>Ask him about his expectations with all of this. He wants to beat up Aleister, but is that all?
>Tell him about what happened to the Flower Shop Owners.

>>3379158
this >>3379166

>Ask Reid about himself. Better to nurture companionship between you two while you’re waiting.
this actually pretty fun.
where do you suggest to start with do your best quest. would join earlier but kinda seems challenging to catch up with.

>>3379166
This

>>3380118
Start from thread 1, where else? Take it slow and steady, or binge all the threads, up to you

>>3380171
don't want to get stuck into a slow part and never get back into it.

>>3380215
I just binged it all over a few days when I joined in. There hasn't really been a chance for the story to slow down too much.

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“Reid, your addition to the team came out of the blue and I want to make sure we’re in the same page. What are your expectations with all this?” You take another zip of Maggie’s tea.
“My expectations? Sorry, I’m not sure I’m following you.” Reid apologizes again.

“You want to beat up Aleister Price, but is that all? What do you want to accomplish with all of this?”
“I thought I made myself clear yesterday: I want to beat the crap out of Aleister Price for everything he did to me and my family. A good ass beating is going to deter him from his usual shenanigans too, and if it doesn’t – we will have to continue kicking his ass, right? It’s a two birds with one stone kind of deal.”
“So you want to stop Aleister? I see.” A noble cause fueled by revenge.

“More or less, yes. Beating him up just for the sake of it feels no better than practicing with a punching bag.” Reid makes things clear as he drinks his tea.
“I understand. But Aleister is not the simplest target to practice vigilante justice on.” Guess it’s time to test his resolve. “Reid, I need to inform you about this…”

You tell him about what happened to the Flower Shop Owners.

“T-there must be some kind of mistake…” Reid looks a little pale. “One second.” He takes a small radio from his bag. He puts it on the local radio station Laoling Blues. It’s more about local news and shows than it is about music. Your father was a fan. “My dad always says ‘if it doesn’t hit the radio first, it’s not real news.’ Let’s check it out…” Wouldn’t that logic apply better to the newspapers?

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>>3380721

You have no other option but to listen to the news with Reid. Better for him to calm his mind.

It didn’t take long but the news about their disappearance made it. Kevin and Sara Nguyen are missing and are being searched by the police right now, but they fear the worst. Something is off though; didn’t Wessam say the authorities were keeping their disappearance quiet to the press? Maybe it was leaked?

“God no…” Masen is petrified. Then he turns at you. “But why? How?”
“I don’t even know if this is connected to Aleister, so your guess is as good as mine.” It most likely is. But you aren’t sure.

Before you can continue your chat, the news report another big incident: A middle aged man named Wessam Carpentier was found dead in a train from here on the way to the capital. The cause remains unknown.

“W-w-wait, is that the journalist we were just talking about…?”
“I…” You’re out of words. What the fuck? That can’t be true…

…?

>Call Wessam. You need to make sure he’s not dead.
>Go to the station, you need to get more information about what just happened.
>The hobo group ‘Los Iluminados’ works underground. They might know a thing or two about what happened.
>There is no point on rushing out of here. It’s better to remain calm and wait for more news. Sadly all of that doesn’t have anything to do with you or your mission. Resume the Team Meeting.
>Write In.


>>3380118
I'm glad you're enjoying it! And I have no idea. Best thing I can say is after thread 9 of DYB, I get someone to proofread - so from that point the quality is way better.

>>3380728
>The hobo group ‘Los Iluminados’ works underground. They might know a thing or two about what happened.

>>3380728
>>The hobo group ‘Los Iluminados’ works underground. They might know a thing or two about what happened.
SPY NETWORK OF THE HOMELESS!

>>3380728
Let's ask the hobos
Lesser of two evil, hoo yay

>>3380728
>The hobo group ‘Los Iluminados’ works underground. They might know a thing or two about what happened.
Their info might also be more true due to how close they are to the real sources at work.

Do guns exist in this setting? We might need to save up for one in case the mafia's involvement runs deeper than we think

>>3380728
>The hobo group ‘Los Iluminados’ works underground. They might know a thing or two about what happened.

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“…Los Iluminados. They might know what’s going on. Let’s go.” The hobos might know a thing or two.
“Los what?” Reid is confused. He should be or else he would be a weirdo.
“I’ll explain on the way.”

“Hold on. What about her?” Reid points to Maggie, who is still sleeping.
“Let’s ask her. Her name is Maggie by the way.” You get closer to the gossipy girl. “Hey Maggie, it’s been an hour now, wake up. We need to go.” You poke her face gently.
“No… habushblehmeallie …” Maggie eloquently responds as she turns around, making her panties visible to the crowd of two. They are pink with cute ornaments, classy and cute. You turn to a red Reid who looks away immediately, pretending not to stare.

“Give me a minute.” You move Maggie and tuck her inside the bed. You also leave her a glass of water on the table next to the bed. “That’s better, let’s go.”
“A-alright. Haha...”

From what you recall, there is a homeless men spot downtown next to one of those despicable Super Foods. What a shit name for a convenience store. During the bus ride, you explained to Reid everything you know about Los Iluminados, which truth to be told, isn’t much. Judging by his expression, he understands what you’re trying to accomplish.

You arrive to the homeless spot with Reid. In the vacant lot next to the Super Foods there is a bunch of homeless men gathered around a bonfire inside a barrel.

“So what now, Al?” Reid seems to have high expectations for your next move.
“Leave it to me.” You have no idea about what you’re doing.

You need to approach this group of stinky people who gave up on society without scaring them away.

What do you do?

>“D. Dazzler sent me here. You guys are Los Iluminados, right?”
>“Who wants to earn some free booze?”
>Approach a random one and ask him how things are going for him. Befriend them first.
>Write In.

>>3380924
>“D. Dazzler sent me here. You guys are Los Iluminados, right?”

>>3380728
>There is no point on rushing out of here. It’s better to remain calm and wait for more news. Sadly all of that doesn’t have anything to do with you or your mission. Resume the Team Meeting.

Oh, NOW you guys want to talk to the hobo group? Pshh..

>>3380924
>>“Who wants to earn some free booze?”

>>3380924
>>“D. Dazzler sent me here. You guys are Los Iluminados, right?”
>Wessan is dead
>We're next
Gr8

>>3380858
In DYBQ, it's explained how guns are super illegal, and the police have fake guns or some shit. Only the actual military has real weaponry because the nation is a dictatorship.

>>3380924
>“D. Dazzler sent me here. You guys are Los Iluminados, right?”

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You approach the bonfire alone, look at the homeless men gathered around it and exclaim:

“D. Dazzler sent me here. You guys are Los Iluminados, right?”
“He’s a friend of that bastard! Fookin’ rip him apart! Destroy this fucker!” One of the hobos yells as he raises his empty can of booze and points at you.
“Uh…?” You didn’t expect that response.

“BOOOOO…!” They start throwing trash at you like there is no tomorrow! Their booing intensifies each second! What is going on?!
“Fookin’ die you prick! BOOOO!” It’s a big barrage of shit! You try dodging all of it, but there is so much garbage, it starts to hit you a lot.

“Hey! Hey!” Reid steps in and yells them to stop. He’s now in front of you acting as your guard. “Stop that, or else…!”

“Kill him too! BOOOOO!” The homeless men start their shit artillery attack towards Reid now! Not even a massive dude like him can get them to stop!
“S-shit!” Reid start his retreat, you follow as well. “Al, was this your plan?!”
“Not exactly…” You can hide your mild disappointed. But it’s homeless people, you expect them to be shitty.

“Wait! Wait! Wait! Stop throwing shit.” A rat faced homeless dude stops his comrades to throw more shit at you two. “Kid, were you the one who fed D. Dazzler rotten meat?”

What do you respond?

>“It wasn’t rotten when I gave it to him. But yes.”
>“Yeah, I did.”
>“Me? Of course not.”
>“Who cares? We’re leaving…”
>Write In.

>>3381036
>“Yeah, I did.”

>>3381036
>“Yeah, I did.”

>>3381036
>“Yeah, I did.”

>>3380858
This is from last thread:

>Hey QM by the way re guns legal in this place or not?

>Guns are illegal. One of the worst crimes in this country is having a gun.

>>3381036
>“Yeah, I did.”

>>3381036
>>“Yeah, I did.”

>>3381036
>“Yeah, I did.”

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“Yeah, I did.”
“Ha! I knew it!” The rat faced homeless man grins.

From the violent group of homeless men you hear one say: “Wait… then that makes him a hero!”

More voices join in, all of them apologizing and praising you for your efforts. You’re mighty confused, but you welcome this surprise. After a little while, the homeless men go back to the bonfire looking apologetic. The main homeless man, you and Reid are outside the circle talking.

“Yeah, sorry about that again,” the ratty faced man says, “Name’s Tully. What are you guys up to?”
“Before we dive into that, could you explain to me what was that?” You ask politely. You’re not used to trash being thrown at you.
“Remember D. Dazzler? Everyone hated his guts, very annoying cunt. He’s the crazy crazy type, not homeless crazy type. Big difference. We have standards, you know? Well… And he used to be the one who stole most of our booze!” Tully explains. “But he’s a problem no more! Your rotten meat ended up killing him.”

“W-what…? Al did you really?!” Reid is shocked. This is a big misunderstanding. It was his dad’s meat that killed him! Not you!
“No. It’s an hyperbole. Guy is alive. He got food poisoning, and along with explosive diarrhea and anal bleeding. Don’t be so melodramatic,” Tully looks offended by Reid’s density, “It was a big mess, wasn’t there though – so I’m just reciting what someone else said to me. That’s our way. Anyway, guy is in the hospital and he’s fine. Him leaving the streets even for a day is a great favor to us. Thanks.”

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>>3381174

“I’m not sure how to respond to that.” You feel conflicted. But Dazzler deserved it for trying to steal your homeless spot.
“Just respond like every good soul and say ‘you’re welcome.’ Hehe.” There is something you can’t put into words, but you can’t trust Tully easily. “So big guys, you came here for a reason! How can I help you?”
“We need information and we heard you guys are the best at gathering it.” Reid goes straight to the point.
“If you know us, you know we don’t work for free. I shouldn’t let you in on this. But hey, I’m in a happy happy mood. What do you guys need? A girl’s number? Ishikawa’s secret recipe? Hmmm?”

What do you ask? You may not get another shot.

>Ask where the fuck is the Bucket!
>Ask about Wessam’s incident and all the details they have!
>Ask anything about Aleister Price. Maybe they know a way to defeat him.
>Ask what’s Ishikawa’s secret recipe.
>Write In.

>>3381177
>Ask about Wessam’s incident and all the details they have!

>>3381177
>Ask about Wessam’s incident and all the details they have!

>>3381177

>Ask about Wessam’s incident and all the details they have!

>>3381177
>Ask about Wessam’s incident and all the details they have!

>>3381177
>Ask about Wessam’s incident and all the details they have!
If this bears no fruit
>Ask where the fuck is the Bucket!
or if they have any leads.

Maybe we can steal Aleister's thunder or find a way to pin it on him.

>>3381177
>>Ask where the is the Bucket!
>>Ask about Wessam’s incident and all the details they have!
>>Ask anything about Aleister Price. Maybe they know a way to defeat him.

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“I want to know about Wessam Carpetier’s incident, don’t spare any details.” This is why you came here.
“The one that happened in the morning? Sorry pal, it’s out of our jurisdiction. And if I were you, I wouldn’t be asking people randomly about it. It attracts a quite dangerous crowd.” Tully evades the question.
“Why are you keeping it a secret? I can’t buy for a second you don’t know anything. If you didn’t know, you wouldn’t know if it’s dangerous or not.” Reid can sound very threatening when he wants to. “So speak.”

“I’m nothing but another homeless man! Another pawn on the chess board! I was merely concerned about your wellbeing! You can threaten me all you want but you will get nothing anyway.” Tully doesn’t fall for this intimidation.

“Haha…! Like I would believe that for a second.” Reid puts his arm around Tully and drags him closer, like they are pals, only that Reid looks like he’s about to murder him. “Hear me out. This whole crowd is going to turn itself on us for some reason sooner or later. And I’m not going to wait here for it to happen. So if you want to keep your happy happy mood, tell us what we want to know or tell us who is willing to.”
“Please, then we will be on our way.” You try to play the nice cop. But you’re too calm and inexpressive, so you’re technically a default cop.

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>>3381312

“F-fine. Sheesh. When I said it was out of my jurisdiction I wasn’t kidding, we’re just a bunch of homeless band for crying out loud. There is a limit to our reach, and with so little time is even harder.” Tully moves away from Reid for good reason. “What we know so far is he was killed! They gave him a good beating; they smashed his skull like it was a balloon. Quite nasty! The Min-Hu wanted him dead and they got him dead. The rumor is this guy found a tape of a random bar fight that escalated into destroying a flower shop or something – at some point, the leader of The Min-Hu Alliance appeared in the recording. The man is quite secretive of his identity. Why he was there is beyond me!”

Reid turns his head and stares at you with a “what the fuck we got ourselves into” kind of face.

“I bet the journalist didn’t know what he had in his hands, or else he would have run his mouth to everyone and their mothers about it. Poor bastard.” Tully just shrugs. “That was for free, you guys happy happy? Next piece of intel is going to cost some big bucks.”
“Al… What are we going to do?” Reid is shaking in fear. This is a problem way bigger than Aleister Price, isn’t it…?

What do you do? You weren’t even supposed to be involved in this!

>Ask Tully if the Min-Hu were spying on Wessam yesterday… You need to know if you’re on their hit list.
>Go back home. Watch the tape again. You will find the Min-Hu’s leader identity. You know where their base is too…
>Go back home. Prepare your stuff. You’re leaving the town.
>Go buy that Baseball Bat. You don’t have more time. You will face Aleister now.
>Write In.

>>3381315
Also this is the last reply of the day. We continue tomorrow.

>>3381315
>Ask Tully if the Min-Hu were spying on Wessam yesterday… You need to know if you’re on their hit list.

>>3381315
>>Ask Tully if the Min-Hu were spying on Wessam yesterday… You need to know if you’re on their hit list.
>>Go back home. Watch the tape again. You will find the Min-Hu’s leader identity. You know where their base is too…

>>3381319
Sweet. Thanks again.

>>3381315
>Write In.
Ask what their fee is. Then ask if they know anything about the bucket.
I'm willing to put money on that shithead Verner being their leader, but I don't want either Reid or us mentioning that we have seen the tape aloud, much less speculate on who it is outdoors.

>>3381315
>Go back home. Watch the tape again. You will find the Min-Hu’s leader identity. You know where their base is too…
>Prepare to go off the grid too.

>>3381315
this >>3381373
then
>Ask Tully if the Min-Hu were spying on Wessam yesterday… You need to know if you’re on their hit list.
>Go back home. Watch the tape again. You will find the Min-Hu’s leader identity. You know where their base is too…
>Prepare to go off the grid too.
We gotta blackout ourselves, avoid further tracing.

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Sorry everyone, thread is delayed until tomorrow unless something cool happens.

>>3381315
we should get more information with the mafia I'm betting the mafia boss is price's lackey perfect place to pull the strings

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(Extra Post.)

“So what’s your fee?” You want to ask about the bucket.
“Al, we shouldn’t be worried about this now!” Reid is losing his patience.
“300 bucks! I need to give some booze to my boys!” The greedy Tully rubs his hands.

“Shucks…” You only have 120 G-Bucks. Maybe if you mean business he will give you another freebie. Knowing about your safety is more important than the bucket for now. You move Reid aside and look directly to the leader of the homeless men. “Tully, were the Min-Hu spying on Wessam yesterday?”
“Ha…. Hahahahaha!” Tully starts laughing at you. Then he gets closer and whispers, “So you were actually involved with this ‘Wessam’ guy? So that means you have the tape too? You’re dead meat, son. Maybe we will feed your corpse to D. Dazzler or some shit.” Tully is actually mocking you. “I gotta go. The Min-Hu needs to know this.”

Reid grabs Tully by the neck; his hand is as big as Tully’s whole neck. Nice move.

“You goddamn bastard, you think we’re going to let you?!” Reid is furious and dumbfounded by this rat man’s stupidity.
“Fuck, keep it down! It’s just a formality anyway. Your friend is already on their shit list. If I keep quiet and they found out, they’ll go for me too!” Tully explains.

“You aren’t lying to us, right…?” You ask the fishy informant. They couldn’t possibly know you have the tape.
“How naïve do you have to be to believe they don’t know about you if you had a meeting with this Wessam guy yesterday, prime vigilance time? Don’t tell me you haven’t heard our little spy too? I thought he came to ask something to me! But oh boy!” Tully is struggling but points behind at the Super Foods. You haven’t noticed a thing. “Yeah, the Min-Hu is in shambles right now thanks to Aleister Price – but that only means they have to be more careful with how, where and when they deal with their targets! But dead meat is dead meat. It was nice knowing ya.”

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>>3383528

“Don’t tell a word to the Min-Hu yet. Give us some time, please...” Reid drops Tully down. Sounds almost defeated.
“Look, I’m going to go to the bathroom, take a huuuge shit that may take a couple of hours and then I’ll go to the Min-Hu. How does that sound?” Tully is offering the best he got. “No need to thank me.”
“I wasn’t going to.” You dryly reply. “We will have to deal with you right now instead.” You crack your knuckles, time to shut his trap.

“H-hold on, hold on, hold on…!” Tully moves a couple of steps back and looks behind him. “Pay Attention because I won’t say it again! The girl’s number is…!” Tully recites a random phone number. Without missing a beat you write it down on your phone. “Los Iluminados have done their part of the deal! Good luck, kid!”

“Huh…?” Masen doesn’t get what’s going on.
“It’s a false flag, you big doofus. I don’t want to test this guy’s patience.” He points at you. “Freaky eyes you have there, man. Now get the fuck out…”

You nod at the weasel, and the two of you went back to your apartment as quickly as possible. If only you knew beforehand how bad things could go.

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>>3383529

Maggie is still sleeping in your bed; you ignore her and Masen’s questions and turn on your computer.

“Reid, do me a favor, there is a suitcase underneath my bed. Could you please start packing my stuff?”
“Wha… But… Alright.” Reid decided it’s best to help for now instead of asking questions.

In the meantime, you watch the tape again, from beginning to end. Not counting Aleister and the thugs, only 2 people appeared on the video – A douche with a dumb haircut a few seconds in during the fight and Aleister’s friend: Vender Duss after it.

One of the 5 people on this tape is the leader of the Min-Hu. How is identifying him going to help you? Is this even something you should waste your time with? You already spend some time on this, might as well try to guess, right?

Shit, lunchtime is getting closer…

(Please pick answers for both)

Who do you think is the boss of the Min-Hu? (Getting it wrong wastes time. Deciding not to care means you won’t know the identity, but no time will be spent.)

>Thug A.
>Thug B.
>Aleister Price.
>Douche with a dumb Haircut.
>Vender Duss.
>You don’t know or care!

What do you do now?! Time is precious!

>Sorry team, you are leaving the town!
>Might need to find a new place to live!
>You’re invading the Min-Hu’s base!
>Before doing anything. Inform the team about everything that is going on.
>Write In.

>>3383530
>Douche with a dumb Haircut.
>Before doing anything. Inform the team about everything that is going on.

>>3383530
>Vender Duss.
>Before doing anything. Inform the team about everything that is going on.

>>3383530
>Vender Duss.
>Before doing anything. Inform the team about everything that is going on.

>>3383530
Since all these guys have portraits & looking at them, I'm torn between Thug A and Vincent. That said, I don't think we have time to really speculate so I'll go with
>You don't know or care!
since time is a resource we need to spend wisely and we can (probably) come back to this later.

>Before doing anything, inform the team about everything that is going on.

>>3383530
Okay let's see
>Aleister
Why would he, if he was Min-Hu Boss, dismantle his own operations?
>Thug A / Thug B
Thug A looks old enough to be a boss, and he might as well be acting the part of an underling, but I dunno...
Thug B just doesn't look or feel like a boss.
>Dumb Haircut Faggot
It might be him. Something about him feels really fucking off...
>Vender Duss
Why would he, if he was Min-Hu Boss, be friends with Aleister Price, the guy fucking up his organization? He might be playing the part of "I'm just a sidekick/cleaner, I totally dindu nuffin you guys haha!" or some shit, but something about this feels off too...

>You don't know or care!
>Before doing anything, inform the team about everything that is going on.
My vote is basically backing >>3383709
Having multiple people to help us narrow people down - or it might just make things more of a clusterfuck. Who knows?

>>3383530
>You don’t know or care!

We know to be wary of all those people, but for now we gotta make a digital copy of the video and spam that shit everywhere like we were recommended to do.

They already want to kill us. Might as well set some pressure on them while we escape.

>>3383739
>Aleister
Agreed, the guy is known throughout town, I fail to see why he wouldn't want to be seen on tape
>thugs
Mafia boss wouldn't go out of his way to do things his underlings would
>Dumb haircut
Only suspect
>Vender Duss
See thug part, that's underling job

Going with
>Douche with a dumb Haircut.
>Before doing anything. Inform the team about everything that is going on.

>>3381315

> I bet the journalist didn’t know what he had in his hands, or else he would have run his mouth to everyone and their mothers about it.

Just saying, sounds like a good way to at least not be "the only loose end".

>>3383749
>make a digital copy of the video and spam that shit everywhere
Also seconding this.

>>3383821
Our other option would be to bring it to the Min-Hu and join them, they want revenge on the same Aleister dude too after all.

Nothing like committing a murder together to make friends!

>>3383530
>You don’t know or care!
>Before doing anything. Inform the team about everything that is going on.

>>3383530
>Douche with a dumb Haircut.
>Before doing anything. Inform the team about everything that is going on.

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You’re torn between Vender Duss and that douche with a dumb haircut, but there is no time for speculations now – every second counts if you want to survive.

Before doing anything, you decided to inform the team about everything going on. You gently wake up Maggie and spend a few seconds staring at the absolute disaster that is Reid packing your stuff. You plead him to stop and focus on what you’re going to say.

You tell them your best summary of the whole situation: How it all began when Reid informed you about the tape Wessam had, how the journalist handed you the tape at the restaurant despite being spied on – the contents of the recording, how this is all related to the Min-Hu Alliance and their boss and how they’ll possibly going to end you.

“…Also, Maggie, this is Reid.” And that’s how you finish your little speech.
“Hold on! You knew Wessam was in a big mess and you decided to meet with him?! I thought it was all a coincidence!” Reid is almost as shocked as he was with homeless guys. “What? Why?”
“Woooooah, what the hell, Allie?! You surely are all in on this!” Maggie is shocked as well. On the flip side, she sounds like she recovered. “Like what are we going to do?!”

“We…? I’m sorry, but I didn’t sign up for this! I just wanted to beat up Aleister Price, not be killed by the flippin’ mafia! I’m leaving!” Reid isn’t on board anymore. “Al, listen to me, you need to get out of town before they get you. This isn’t about a random punk ass bastard anymore; your life is in danger. Your luggage is ready too, so you need to move.”
“I’m not sure about that...” You stare at the hastily done suitcase with your stuff all over the place.

“Yeah, didn’t that reporter guy try to do that? He’s like super dead now. Maybe that’s something they want you to do.” Maggie didn’t get your point about the luggage, but raises another important one. The Min-Hu has control over the train station.
“So what do you propose?! Stay here and wait for someone to come for Al?! I’m sure they are not going to fight him head on.” Reid replies with common sense of his own.
“I don’t know! Who are you even?! I’ve never seen you before!” Maggie yells back. What dysfunctional group.

“I told you, he’s Reid.” You tell the flippant girl.
“Allie, I didn’t mean it solely in that way!” Maggie gets mad.
“C’mon, we need a solution for Al’s problem!” Reid is getting impatient.

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>>3385361

“Why are you acting like he’s the only one on their shit list…?” Maggie is annoyed at the big guy.
“W-what do you mean?” Reid is confused.
“…Reid, the Min-Hu probably knows about you two. There is less of chance for you to be in trouble, but still.” You explain to the dense guy.

“Aaah…?!” It never came across to Reid’s mind that he’s too involved on this.
“Yeah, you’re screwed.” Maggie says it with inhuman calmness.
“What’s wrong with you?! Stop acting so relaxed, you’re screwed too!” Reid yells back to Maggie.
“Pffft… Like they would do anything to a girl.” Maggie dismisses. “Besides, stop screaming so much, you’re making my headache come back.”

“Are you fucking serious right now?! Why wouldn’t they?! They took both Nguyens, husband and wife! So I don’t know what the fuck you are talking about!” Reid yells at Maggie.
“…” Maggie takes a sip of the water you left before. “OH NO! I’M GONNA DIE!” Maggie finally let it sink in; she’s in the verge of tears.

“Guys, shut up. Let’s think this through, we still have time.” You calm both of their asses. They both are staring at you hoping for salvation.

Time is ticking away. Your impending doom looms near. You know already someone is probably spying on you.

What do you do? (Beware of wasting time! Also, depending on your decision, your teammates may not be up for it…)

>Discuss your options with the team. Maybe they have ideas.
>Join the Min-Hu Alliance in an attempt to save your life.
>Search for a car and escape the town since using the train is not an option. Maybe someone you know can lend you one.
>Take the Min-Hu Alliance head on. Get rid of the problem in its entirety.
>Make a digital copy of the video and spam it everywhere on the internet.
>Write In.

>>3385370
>>Take the Min-Hu Alliance head on. Get rid of the problem in its entirety.

>>3385370
>Make a digital copy of the video and spam it everywhere on the internet.

>>3385370
>Say goodbye to your neighbors.

>>3385370
>Join the Min-Hu Alliance in an attempt to save your life.

Seems safest. Spamming the video is a second choice.

Also the one likely to get us revenge.

>>3385370
>Join the Min-Hu Alliance in an attempt to save your life. Both you and them want Aleister dead. This is a chance.
>Make a digital copy of the video and save it where no one can ever find it except you. Surrendering the drive to the Min-Hu can work as both a gesture of goodwill and a gesture of "please don't fucking murder us"

>>3385370
>>Discuss your options with the team. Maybe they have ideas.
5 way tie

>>3385370
sure why not, we don't lose anything from this
along with >>3385413 I am also backing >>3385414
That works, right?

>>3385370
>>Make a digital copy of the video and spam it everywhere on the internet.

>>3385370
>>3385401
Nevermind, changing it to this
>Make a digital copy of the video and spam it everywhere on the internet.

>>3385413
>>3385414
support

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“Now that everyone has calmed down a little, I want you two to propose ideas. Anything that crosses your minds. We will find the best course of action; I’ll prepare something in the meantime.” You’re going to distribute the video in the internet, well, at least be one button away from doing so. You take your computer and start working.
“W-what are you doing, Allie?” Maggie is confused a little.
“I’m making a digital copy of the video so I can spam everywhere if we have to.” You began uploading the video. Maggie and Reid stare at each other not knowing how this is going to help. “So any ideas?”

“Uh… Maybe leaving Laoling? Allie said the Min-Hu Alliance is like in shambles, right? There is no way they are going to chase after us in the city, even less chances of trying to kill us now if we rent a car or something.” Maggie proposes the most boring idea ever.
“Yeah, I have some money on me. And my mom lives in the city, maybe I can get you some of my friends to let you crash at their place too if we feel we should split at some point.” Reid seems enthusiastic.
“Buuuuuut…. I really want to stab squareface’s face! What’s the point of all this if we don’t do the fun part?” Just like you, Maggie is moved by revenge.

“…If you mean Aleister, I have no fucking clue why you would worry about him in a situation like this,” Reid is dumbfounded yet again, “This isn’t a joke, guys. Our necks are on the line.” Easy for him to say, he’s almost pure neck.
“You know, we want to ruin Aleister. And so do the Min-Hu. Why don’t we join them? We give them Wessam’s drive as a gesture of goodwill, or whatever. And make them not murder us? Of course, I’m keeping a digital copy here as insurance if they try to screw us over.” You think this could work.

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>>3385625

“Are you out of your mind?! Why would we join those scum?! They just killed the poor guy who was trying to help us! That’s a hard no. Besides, they’ll probably would kill us on the spot, no questions asked,” Reid is against it completely, “This hurts me to say, but… Another option is to send this tape to Aleister and beg him to get rid of the Min-Hu. The only reason the mafia is alive is because Aleister hasn’t been able to put his hands on their boss, right? Or am I reading things wrong?”

“You make me sick. Fuuuuck that.” Maggie is completely disgusted by Reid’s idea.
“Same.” You helping Aleister? Screw that. The video in the internet would be enough... Probably.

“C’mon guys, I know we all hate Price, but if we want to live peacefully – we need to swallow our pride and give him this information directly or else we won’t know when he’s going to get on the case.” Reid is talking nonsense.
“Tch, if the Min-Hu is so fucking shitty is losing to one guy, why won’t we beat them down ourselves?” A furious Maggie proposes.
“That’s pure nonsense! They are too dangerous!” Reid refuses immediately. “Whatever… We need to agree on something, Al – what’s the call?”

You’re one click away from sending this video to everyone: the police, the government, the local radio station and many more. So that’s another option. But now it’s time to make a definitive decision. You feel like you have a little time before things get ugly.

What do you do?

>Escape to the City!
>Join the Min-Hu Alliance!
>Give Aleister the tape directly.
>Take the Min-Hu Alliance down!
>Send the video and hope something is done to save you.
>Write In.

>>3385627
>Send the video and hope something is done to save you. Give a hint by titling it "Can you spot the boss?"
>Then go to the nearest ma and pa shop with the highest chance of Price appearing.

>>3385627
>Send the video and hope something is done to save you.
>Escape to the City!

I mean, the video is bad for Aleister too right?

>>3385627
>Send the video and hope something is done to save you. Give a hint by titling it "Can you spot the boss?"
>Escape to the City!
Yeah fuck my vote in >>3385682 we gotta go
As long as the license plate is fake and the rental car is someone else's entirely, they should be untraceable.

>>3385627
>Send the video and hope something is done to save you.
>Then go to the nearest ma and pa shop with the highest chance of Price appearing.

>>3385689
Supportin

>>3385689
Support

>>3385689
Suppprting

>>3385627
>Send the video and hope something is done to save you.
>Talk to our neighbors so they aren't worried.

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“We’re sending the video all over the internet; let’s hope the problem somehow resolves itself. In the meantime, we’re escaping to the city.”

You title the video “Can you spot the boss?” and send it to all the people, all the hosting services, all the video storages, all the government institutions, news media – everywhere you can! Now all you can do is hope things get better.

“…Let’s hope for some results. Now let me unpack this disaster first to get my stuff.” You tell your team as you point to your suitcase.
“I’ll help!” Maggie wants to be useful.

“Me too!” Reid wants to be part of this.
“It’s better if you don’t…” Maggie stops the neck man from coming to aid. Seeing the disaster he created, you agree.

You pack everything important inside your briefcase. Including fresh underwear.

“Ehm… This took a while. We still need to get her and my stuff, ” Reid exaggerates, he’s very nervous. “Let’s separate and meet up at my place, King Meat. there is a car rental nearby.” Reid opens the door of your apartment.
“W-wait, isn’t this a bad idea? Everyone going on their own?” Maggie doesn’t want the big guy to leave just yet.
“We have to move fast if we want to make it. I’m going. Don’t be late.”

“Hold on a second.” You stop Reid from being hasty. “We have to be on the same page. This is what we are going to…”

What’s the plan?

>You will go with Maggie to her home. She seems uneasy by herself.
>You will go with Reid to his house. Then you’ll rent the car and go directly to Maggie’s house then leave.
>You are going to pay a visit to the neighbors to say goodbye. Everyone will be on their own.
>You’re going together directly to the car dealership. No time for anything else.
>Write In.

>>3385971
>You are going to pay a visit to the neighbors to say goodbye. Everyone will be on their own.

>>3385971
>You are going to pay a visit to the neighbors to say goodbye. Everyone will be on their own.
I will not have that nice old lady wonder where we are.

>>3385971
>You will go with Maggie to her home. She seems uneasy by herself.

>>3385984
>>3385981
The less she knows, the better. As Reid is new and big, they'll probably leave him alone and Maggie has been with us a lot in karate and what have you, they'll probably know about

>>3385971

>You will go with Maggie to her home. She seems uneasy by herself.

>>3385971
Sorry guys, this was the last reply of the day. : (

We continue tomorrow.

>>3385971
>You will go with Reid to his house. Then you’ll rent the car and go directly to Maggie’s house then leave.
If this means that we all go to the same destination at once, then we should do this. We absolutely do not want to get ambushed going solo, and we can all help each other pack stuff with more hands at work. We can leave a note on our door for the neighbors, but keep it vague. Or perhaps...after we escape to the city we can send a package in the mail with a message to her utilizing THE DARK ARTS OF SEWING that only someone as knowledgeable as her is able to decipher. No return address on it for the sake of safety, though.

>>3385971
>You will go with Reid to his house. Then you’ll rent the car and go directly to Maggie’s house then leave.
I get the feeling that Reid would betray us to save his life if they catch him so it’s best we stick together.

>>3385971
>You will go with Reid to his house. Then you’ll rent the car and go directly to Maggie’s house then leave.
Stay close, stay together

>>3385971
>Send Reid to rent a car and drive to Maggie house. His parent can send him his stuff.
>We go with Maggie

>>3386341
>>3385971
This

>>3386365
>>3386321
>>3385971
Sorry hit the wrong link. I meant we should stick together.

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“…Go together to your house. Then we’ll rent the car and go directly to Maggie’s house, then leave. We don’t want to get ambushed while going solo, and we can all help each other pack stuff faster.”
“Yeah… I’m not thinking things straight. I’m rushing us to a bad decision… Damn, I’m a lot more like my father than I thought I was.” Reid realizes he’s not thinking things through.
“Yes! We should totally just listen to Allie! He’s always thinking things through and coming up with stuff!” Maggie nods profusely, like she knows you very well. “I hope between all that you’re planning how to make it up to us too!” She giggles.

“Not the time for jokes, girl. We need to go now!” Reid opens the door wide and starts running downstairs. What happened to not rushing stuff…?
“Name’s Maggie! Ma-ggie! Tch, he already left…” Maggie gets closer to you, with a curious look on her face she begins talking. “Is it bad if I told you I expect you take us out of this mess? I mean, it’s your responsibility, right?”
“We should go Maggie, let’s not waste the little time we have.” You began moving as well.
“He-Hey! You should have said ’I’ll take responsibility’ or ’leave it to me’ like a cool guy!” She complains, as you leave her behind. “W-wait, I don’t want to be alone! You said we should stick together!”

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>>3387845

Every escape mission that involves taking the bus is bound to be anticlimactic; despite the lameness, you feel tension as your warped mind sees all the random townsfolk inside as suspicious – both Reid and Maggie are faring no better as they are awfully close to you. Regardless, you three arrive in no time outside King Meat in downtown Laoling.

“Look, the car rental is at the end of the street,” Reid points out, “Al, here have some cash, go and rent a car for us. You can drive, right? Take Maggie too.”
“Yeah, I can. But…” You have your license thanks to your dad’s insistence. Even though neither of you had any vehicles.
“Again with that?! What’s up with you?” Maggie mad at Masen.

“Look, I still need to deal with my dad and having any of you two with me is going to make things worse. It has nothing to do with rushing stuff up.” Reid brings up.
“We were standing inside that bus for like 15 minutes, without saying a fucking word! Why wouldn’t you tell us before?!” Maggie barks back. “Reid, you’re making it really difficult for me to like you.”
“I fucked up, my bad. I thought he wouldn’t be here now...” Reid was hiding this whole idea to beat up Aleister from his father, now it’s biting everyone’s asses now…

What do you do?

>Go for the car. Reid will have to find a way to deal with his father.
>Go as a team inside. Reid will have to say the truth.
>Go as a team inside. Pretend you’re going to beach for the weekend or something stupid.
>Write In.

>>3387846
>Go as a team inside. Pretend you’re going to the beach for the weekend or something stupid.

>>3387846
>Go as a team inside. Reid will have to say the truth.
In the very least, Mr. Reid and son were on the hitlist anyways. Probably.

>>3387863
Supporitn

>>3387846
>Go as a team inside. Reid will have to say the truth.
what >>3387863 said

>>3387846
>Go as a team inside. Reid will have to say the truth.

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“It doesn’t matter, we will deal with him now together. We will tell him the truth. He needs to know anyway, since your father is probably on their hit list as well.”
“B-but Al, I have no idea how my father will react.” Reid fears the worst.
“Are you willing to get your father killed for no good reason? I know very how that feels like, Masen. And it’s something I don’t wish anyone upon.” Except Aleister.

“…You’re right.” Reid reconsiders. “Thank you. I almost done something I would never forgive myself for.”
“Allie…” Maggie has her eyes open wide, you have no idea why she’s in shock.

Your group goes inside King Meat. The butchery looks almost done – except for some patches of gray that haven’t being painted. Jean-Loup is cleaning the stands from dirt when notices you three.

“Masen, my boy! Hey, you brought Mr. Revenge as well and… A nice piece of meat! Haha!” He addresses you three.
“Piece of meat? You have some in your luggage? I don’t remember packing some.” Maggie wonders. You’re not sure if she’s an airhead or she’s pretending to be stupid.
“I… Ehm… It’s better if you don’t understand.” Masen tells Maggie. Masen believes in the she’s stupid theory.

“Boy, I don’t want to be mean with you – but I have a bad feeling right now and you’re the source.” Jean-Loup points at you. The butcher can sense danger. You stare at Masen, he nods at you then turn to his father.
“Dad… I have to be honest with you… We’re in trouble.” Masen is bringing the heavy news…

And so Masen explained to his father in what dangerous imbroglio you all are in, including him probably. He almost collapses upon hearing the whole story, Masen took a hold of him while you went for a chair in another room. Jean-Loup gets a hold of himself and begins to address the situation.

“The fucking Min-Hu?! Are you out of your fucking mind?!” The man explodes again, but then deflates. “Masen, what did I tell you not to do?”
“Dad, I didn’t think this co—”
“Son. I asked you a question, give me a goddamn answer.”
“…That I shouldn’t mess with Aleister Price.”

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>>3388041

“You go down that path and suddenly you get into bigger issues nobody can help take you out of. I know from experience, you dumb head. I expected this to happen sometime later, but not in like a fucking day! How fucking stupid can you be?!” Jean-Loup is furious.
“Dad, we were going to be targeted regardless if I was involved with Al or not. That reporter was the problem, remember?” Masen talks some sense back.
“I don’t give a fuck! Pack your stuff! I know someone who can help us, he has a helicopter – he will take us out safely.” Jean-Loup sounds almost defeated. Neat, this is going to be fun.

“Uuuh, I’m not sure how good I’m with heights.” Maggie seems nervous.
“Don’t worry about that, dear. You are not going anywhere.” Jean-Loup cuts Maggie off.
“W-wait, dad! We can’t leave them behind!” Reid argues in your favor.
“I bought your rotten meat for 5 bucks and I almost killed a homeless man with it, and you do this to us?” You argue as well.

“It’s nothing personal, kid. But that fucking thing has like 4 seats, and one is reserved for our luggage,” Jean-Loup begins to walk away, “One more of you in there, and that piece of shit is going to be closer to a submarine.”
“Dad… I…”
“Son, you met these two like a day ago, why do you care so much? Look at yourself, you’re scared! Stop pretending to be this big softie and tell them to fuck off,” Jean-Loup is confused and angry, “What stupid idea did you guys had? Renting a car? Give them the money you were planning to use. Best sort of apology we can give you, kids.”

“Al… Maggie… I’m sorry. Please understand… I just don’t want to die.” Reid takes some money out of his wallet and tries to hand it to you. Of course, you reject it.
“I don’t want your dirty money.” You’re furious. Why would he think a few bucks would change anything?!
“I’ll take the offer, thank you…” Maggie takes Reid’s money. “Al, we need to do something quick! Come up with something!”

In a misfortunate turn of events, Masen Reid has left the party…

“Guys, I’m sorry it’s just that my dad…” Masen is coming up with excuses.

…?

>Left without saying a word.
>“Maggie, give his money back or you’re not coming with me.”
>“Don’t blame your dad. It was your choice.”
>“I get it, Masen. Just be careful out there.”
>Write In.

>>3388053
>“I get it, Masen. Just be careful out there. I'll just have to beat Aleister harder for you.”

>>3388053
>>“Maggie, give his money back or you’re not coming with me.”
>“I get it, Masen. Just be careful out there.”

>>3388053
>“I get it, Masen. Just be careful out there. I'll just have to beat Aleister harder for you.”

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You take a deep breath… “I get it, Masen. Just be careful out there. I’ll just have to beat Aleister harder for you.” You understand completely where he is coming from. It’s tough to swallow, but hey, better for him to keep his life going.
“Al…” Reid is moved.
“You said it yourself, Reid. Our necks are on the line! So don’t feel too bad!” Maggie agrees. “You should consider yourself just soooo freaking lucky! Like seriously!”
“Maggie… Guys, I’m sorry.”

“Maggie, could you give him back his money? They aren’t exactly swimming in cash.” You ask your only party member. Just by looking at her, you can tell she doesn’t want to.
“No, Al. I want you to keep the money. I can’t leave you two go empty handed after dragging the both of you here and waste your time.” Reid rejects the offer.

“Yeah, don’t sweat it, kid. I’m a business man first, butcher second. We won’t struggle! That I know for sure.” Jean-Loup grins, “Besides, I’m surprise! You sure took it well. Both of you deserve it.”
“Thank you! Thank you! Now we have to get moving, or this super assassin is going to bash our skulls as well! And that sounds super painful! Let’s go, Al!” Maggie grabs your arm and starts dragging you towards the entrance.
“Sorry guys!” Masen bows his head down and his father waved goodbye.

You wave at them back as Maggie continues to pull you away. You’re outside of King Meat, Maggie looks anxious as she looks back and forth for spies.

“Soooooo we’re going to rent a car, right? You said you can drive, so we’re set! Or are you going to tell me your beautiful mind came up with a plan? Please say so!” Maggie is so anxious that it starts making you feel more uncomfortable than you are already.

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>>3388126

That wasted precious time. What do you do now?

>Why change plans now? Time to rent that car, get to Maggie’s house and leave town.
>Apologize to Maggie. But your trip to her house is off! You’re going directly to the city.
>Go to the bar.
>It just occurred to you. If there is an assassin chasing you. Maybe you could lure him out and strike first!
>Go back to your apartment. Maybe all this nonsensical movement is going to confuse the Min-Hu into believing you had nothing to do with the tape you spread or something stupid!
>Write In.

+150 G-Bucks.


(Last Reply of the day. Tomorrow we continue in a decent session!)

>>3388130
>Why change plans now? Time to rent that car, get to Maggie’s house and leave town.

>>3388130
>Apologize to Maggie. But your trip to her house is off! You’re going directly to the city.

>>3388130
>>Why change plans now? Time to rent that car, get to Maggie’s house and leave town.

>>3388130
>Apologize to Maggie. But your trip to her house is off! You’re going directly to the city.

>>3388130
>Why change plans now? Time to rent that car, get to Maggie’s house and leave town.
Having her stuff with her on the trip might make any lingering resentment for all this danger much less than it would be. Alfred has his stuff already, just needs Maggie's stuff and then escape this small town alive.

>>3388130
>Why change plans now? Time to rent that car, get to Maggie’s house and leave town.

>>3388130
>Why change plans now? Time to rent that car, get to Maggie’s house and leave town.

We should put some rocks in a sock to make a quick blackjack for defense.

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“Maggie, calm down. We’re renting the car.” You grab her arm and drag her to the car rental at the end of the street.
“…You don’t know how badly I wanted you to say something else.” Maggie is having concerns at the worst moment. Changing plans every 2 seconds is not a trait of a good tactician, you assume anyway.

Laoling’s Car Rental must be the laziest name in the whole town, not counting Super Foods. You know there is another one of these in town, so you’re unsure how they obtained that name. But good service is all that counts, so you won’t judge just yet. The place looks unkempt and dusty, almost abandoned. There is a strange girl at the reception desk, she has a black band wrapped around her right eye.

“Oh! My first client…! I m-mean, welcome to Laoling’s oldest car rental in town, Laoling’s Car Rental! How can I help you?” The girl waves at the shitty looking place.
“We need a car.” You blandly state.
“Yes, just like I anticipated! My all-seeing eye foresaw it all! I-I mean… Naturally, sir! This is a car rental after all!” The strange behaving girl replies, then she murmurs to herself something about needing to keep it together or else she’s going to lose another job. “P-please sir, come here for the paperwork!”

“But we haven’t picked a car yet.” You respond back.
“Uuuuh… Yes! I’ll show you what’s available! Follow me to The REGENT BROUGHAM FREIGHT CHARGE!” She points at the backdoor of the establishment. You can see from the window a small group of cars outside. The weird girl is the first to leave the store.

You wonder if she’s the only one working here today. You turn to Maggie for a second as you’re a little dumb stroked.

“Hehe, she’s kind of funny. Right?” Maggie seems to like her. You shrug in response.

The strange girl shows you what she has available. There are basically 3 types of cars all arranged by price. Also, she wants to know your name so she can do the paperwork faster. You’re going to escape using this car, you don’t know for how long – so it might be better if you give her a fake name and address.

(Please answer both prompts.)

What car do you choose?

>The cheapest one! 30 G-Bucks a day! It looks like a coffin with wheels though.
>The standard one! 60 G-Bucks a day! Looks like your regular used car. Which is still too iffy.
>The expensive one! 120 G-Bucks a day! Looks like a normal car. Nothing fancy, but no bad signs.

Are you willing to give her your real name?

>Yes, do the proper paperwork.
>Yes, but stress to her you’re going to pay in cash.
>No, just give her a fake name. If you take too long to give the car back, the police will get involved and running from the Mafia and the police is too much for you.
>Write In.

>>3389690
>The standard one! 60 G-Bucks a day! Looks like your regular used car. Which is still too iffy.
>Yes, but shorten it to something different like "Fred Ning".

>>3389690
>The standard one! 60 G-Bucks a day! Looks like your regular used car. Which is still too iffy.
The less we stand out the better.

>No, just give her a fake name.

>>3389690
>The standard one! 60 G-Bucks a day! Looks like your regular used car. Which is still too iffy.
>No, just give her a fake name. If you take too long to give the car back, the police will get involved and running from the Mafia and the police is too much for you.

>>3389690
>The standard one! 60 G-Bucks a day! Looks like your regular used car. Which is still too iffy.
>No, just give her a fake name. If you take too long to give the car back, the police will get involved and running from the Mafia and the police is too much for you.
We need to avoid drawing attention. One mistake could be our last.

>>3389690
Tell her, her eye patch is cool

>>3389690
>The standard one! 60 G-Bucks a day! Looks like your regular used car. Which is still too iffy.
>No, just give her a fake name. If you take too long to give the car back, the police will get involved and running from the Mafia and the police is too much for you.

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You request the standard one, you don’t want to stand out in the slightest. The girl pushed for the most expensive one, but you had to decline. Even if she looked a little shocked from your response, she still pretended she foresaw it as well. She only said it because it’s the COMPANY’S POLICY to try.

She invites you inside to fill the paperwork. You complimented her eye patch thing on your way to her desk, you found it cool. A contagious smile came from her face for a second, then she gave you a confident smirk and proclaimed a great power is sealed within it! Maggie found that cool for some reason. The store clerk has a stupid smile on her face as she’s ready to take your information in.

You give her fake information you came up with in the spot.

“Mmm… Did you rent a car before? Your information matches with another profile.” The disheveled girl says.
“Ehm… Yeah.” Talk about coincidences. There is a guy named Fred Ning in town!
“Fufufufu, I see what you’re trying to do. But that won’t work on me…” The girl didn’t actually laugh. She just said “fufufu” really quickly. “The only thing that doesn’t match is your name! You’re lying to me!”

“Uuuuuh… But he totally said Frederick Conti. Are you like not feeling well?” Maggie does some quick thinking and read the name that matched your profile on the screen.
“He did not! I’m calling the police! My boss told me about a guy who is giving us fake information and stealing our cars!”
“Yeah, he technically didn’t. He never calls himself Frederick, it’s so lame! So he has the habit of shortening it even when he shouldn’t.”

“That makes no sense…” Maggie is making her doubt herself. But still, she’s not desisting.

What do you do?

>“You sure you didn’t hear me say Fred Conti? Besides, they stopped asking about that stuff since the first time I came here.”
>“Is this the guy you’re talking about?” Show her a photo of Aleister. It’s a long shot, but it could be.
>“I’m going to complain to your manager if you keep this up. I thought you were cool, but only your eyepatch is cool…”
>Abort mission! Run away!
>Write In.

>>3390028
You can call the police if you want I'll wait, I'm not whoever was stealing those cars. But seriously your gonna call the cops on the first person to rent a car from you, I dont think your manager is going to be happy.

>>3390063
support

>>3390028
>"By the way, the super assassin that crushed the journalist's head in from the news, as well as killed the flower shop owners, is after anyone that has info on the Min-Hu boss's identity or is involved with a guy named Aleister Price. Which includes me since I got a video containing the boss's face and everyone who had their shop destroyed by Price. By the way, you're involved now since I told you this like how the journalist told me yesterday."

>>3390028
this >>3390063 but if she goes full resistance I also back >>3390104
Alfred is absolutely stone cold enough to resort to this. It's their lives over this chuuni girl's

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“You can call the police if you want. I’ll wait. I’m not whoever was stealing those cars. But seriously, you’re gonna call the cops on the first person to rent a car from you? I don’t think your manager is going to be happy.” She’s not entirely wrong, but her customer service is lacking.
“Well… I… I…” The clerk store girl looks conflicted, you can feel her thinking she made a mistake. She closes her eyes and seems deep in thought. “Fufufufu… Then we will have to wait and see!” She smirks as she pulls out her phone.

“…Hey Fred, are you sure t-this is a good idea?” Maggie is starting to feel uncomfortable. Good on Maggie for keeping the act up.
“Police, I have an emergency here – two ruffians are trying to steal one of our cars! My name? Fufufu, I’m glad you asked! It is I, Catastrovania Strifaust Morituros IX!” She starts doing some cool poses, even though the person on the other end of the phone can’t see her. She’s saying very loudly and drawn out. She also doesn’t actually say the ninth. She pronounces the roman numerals as icks. “And I request your assis—…”

After a few seconds of awkward silence you decide to speak up.

“Let me guess, they hanged up.” You infer.
“N-No… This totally is the doing of a powerful entity. I shall call again!” Cata-something is attempting to call again, but the phone slips out of her hands on the floor.

“By the way before you try again, the super assassin that crushed the journalist's head in from the news, as well as killed the flower shop owners, is after everyone that has info on the Min-Hu boss's identity or is involved with a guy named Aleister Price. Which includes me since I got a video containing the boss's face and everyone who had their shop destroyed by Price. Now that means you're involved since I told you this, just like how the journalist told me yesterday.” You say all that without pausing and without breaking eye contact with her.
“Uh…?” The store clerk is in shock. “He’s joking, right…?” She stares at Maggie for confirmation.

“I wish he was…” Maggie starts trembling just thinking about it.

“AAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah—!” Cata-something starts crying like a little baby. Good one.
“She looks super lame now… Fred, what now?” Maggie is confused by the succession of events.

What do you do?

>Take your chance and steal a car!
>Calm Cata-something down! She can’t be useful to you and can’t escape if she keeps crying!
>This was a massive waste of time. Leave the store! Go to the other Car Rental in town!
>Write In.

>>3390325
Shit, we might have gone overboard.
>"We can pretend to be kidnappers and take you with us if we can have the car for free."

>>3390325
>"We can pretend to be kidnappers and take you with us if we can have the car for free."

>>3390325
>>Calm Cata-something down! She can’t be useful to you and can’t escape if she keeps crying!
Why the fuck did we do this.

>>3390325
>"We can pretend to be kidnappers and take you with us if we can have the car for free."

>>3390347
>>3390325
Supporting this

>>3390325
>>3390347
This
>"Come on, Castlevania, we've got a seat in the car with your name on it."

>>3390325
This this this >>3390434

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“I feel bad for her.” You state. You felt like you did something Aleister Price would have done. “I need to amend things.”
“Uuuh… Alllie – I mean Fred, I thought this was all part of your plan.” Maggie is confused.
“We can adapt,” It’s not like anything has been going according to plan, “Hey… ehm… Cat?”
“I-It’s Catastrovania Strifaust Morituros IX...” Catastrovania responds between sobs. She pronounced the roman numerals as icks again.

“Yeah, you know, we can pretend to be kidnappers and take you with us if we can have the car for free.” You propose.
“Uh? That sounds fun… I-I mean! Why would you do that?”
“To take you out of trouble.”

“A-are those your real intentions…? Y-you promise I won’t die…? You will have my back?” You can see her eyes shining. Ehm, you mean eye.
“He has mine and I’m not worth much of anything.” Maggie casually says something extremely depressing.
“Sure, I’ll make sure you will be fine,” You promise to Castlevania, “Come on, Castlevania, we’ve got a seat in the car with your name on it.”

“Again, it’s Catastrovania Strifaust Morituros IX! If you can’t say my name properly, I won’t do anything!” Catastrovania loses her cool. But she’s acting more like before.
“Hey you’re acting cool again, Catastrovania Strifaust Morituros IX!” Maggie somehow manages to say her name exactly how Catastrovania pronounces it. Her gossipy abilities are coming in handy.

“Cool…? You think so?” Her eyes shine without any tears now. “I-I mean…. Fufufu. Of course I’m cool. I have my CATASTROPHIC EYE of DESTRUCTION! A-and many other cool things! Some at my house!” Catastrovania snorts. Also she once again was not laughing, she’s just saying fufufu rapidly.

“Your what…?” Maggie is really confused now.
“No need to be surprised! I see you recognize how COOL and SMART I am! I understand everything now! I’ll play your game! It’s obvious you need my help to escape safely! Let me finish the paperwork and let us go!” Catastrovania starts typing rapidly on her keyboard. “Since he’s a regular, I don’t think Frederick Conti is going to be mad about another car rental in his name! Now follow me!” Catastrovania Strifaust Morituros IX disappears to the back.

In a confusing turn of events, Catastrovania Strifaust Morituros IX has been kidnapped by the party!

You gained +5 Charisma Experience Points for getting a new party member. Congratulations, you’re level 3!

>>3390758
>No

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>>3390770

“…She was crying less than a minute ago.” Maggie is perplexed by your new member. “Well, free car!”
“She got too comfortable too quick.” You scratch the back of your head. “…We should go.”

Catastrovania Strifaust Morituros IX selected one of the better models for you to use. Also, she tied herself up so she can look like she’s being kidnapped, and attempted to get inside the trunk of the car for more immersion, but you drag her out to the backseat. You’re at the driver seat, Maggie is next to you.

It’s been a while since you last took the wheel, but it feels as easy as ever. You got a few minutes to kill before you arrive at Maggie’s house.

Anything you want to say or ask your teammates?

>No.
>Write In.

+Charisma Lv.3

>>3390780
>No.

>>3390780
>Ask Maggie to try out that random phone number ratface gave to you.
>Ask Cat why she says "fufufu" out loud.

>>3390780
How much cha do we need for our eyes to go visible?

>ask If they want ice cream on the way there

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“Maggie, my phone is in my pocket – look through the contacts and call unknown, it’s a hint from Los Iluminados.”
“Uuuh, alright, Allie.” Maggie takes your phone from you.

“Fufufu. So you met Los Iluminados as well? Every minute that passes by makes it clearer to me why you beginners need my help. Those homeless men pale in comparison to my SECRET NETWORK OF SPIES!” Catastrovania boasts about. “Good thing my generosity knows no bounds!”
“I’ve been meaning to ask you, why do you say fufufu out loud?”
“Ah…? That’s totally my real laugh! D-does it bo-bother y-you…?” Catastrovania is taken aback.

“I’m torn between finding it embarrassing or endearing.”
“Well too bad! I will continue doing it regardless of how annoying you think it is!” Catastrovania smirks.
“…I was asking why, not to stop it. But feel free to shut up if you think you’re being annoying.”
“I –” Catastrovania gets interrupted.

“Holy shit! You’re creepy!” Maggie exclaims while still looking at your phone.
“Uh… No… I’m sorry…” Catastrovania meekly replies.
“Not you! Allie! His phone has nothing but like 6 contacts! No photos! No apps! Default wallpaper! Not anything at all!” Maggie is seriously surprised.
“Those are more contacts than I have…” Catastrovania responds.

“I bought it 3 weeks ago. I didn’t have the time to do anything with it.” You reply to the obnoxious co-pilot. “Besides, I only told you to make the call.”
“Oh right, I’m sorry!” Maggie finally makes the call. “…What’s the password, Allie?”
“Password…?”

“Hohoho, I might have it.” Catastrovania wants to use her usual fufufu laugh, but after your little chat – she’s only smirking vigorously.
“Well… Say it!” Maggie wants the answer.
“You’re far too young for such forbidden knowledge! I’m actually 600 years old, so only I can say it!”

“You were supposed to tell me… But sure, whatever. Let’s look into this later.” Maggie hangs up and puts your phone back into your pocket.
“I-I… Mmm…” Catastrovania is probably feeling like she’s not fitting well with the group.

“Uuh, do you girls want some ice cream?” You ask.
“Aren’t we escaping the mafia?! Why would we stop for Ice Cream! Where are we going anyway?” Catastrovania shouts.
“Not right now. Later.” You say. “Besides we’re here.”

You arrive at Maggie’s house. Which is pretty close to your apartment.

What do you do?

>Send the girls for the stuff while you wait with the car on.
>Send the girls for the stuff, you will make a short trip to say goodbye to your neighbors.
>You three go inside Maggie’s house.
>Tell Maggie to go in and pack her stuff quickly.
>Write In.

>>3391035
Also last reply of the day. We wrap up tomorrow.

>>3391035
>You three go inside Maggie’s house.

>>3391035
>You three go inside Maggie’s house.

>>3391035
>You three go inside Maggie’s house.

>>3391035
>You three go inside Maggie’s house.
Stay together, stay close.

>>3390325
The character from hikikimori quest? Man I should keep up with this quest more.

>>3391035
I mean.

Huh.

This person is taking things far too well. It occurs to me that having someone work at the rental car places be a spy would be a pretty smart thing for the mafia to do.

>>3391546
If you know cat this isn't weird in the slightest probably happy to be part of some conspiracy and to have friends also wonder if she can use decensus in this

>>3391551
Isn't this a new character?

>>3391738
Well the character is from another quest as well. Hikikimori quest, go check it out.

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It’s better for you to stay together. You all get out of the car and move towards Maggie’s ramshackle house. It doesn’t exactly look out of place with the rest of the buildings in the town (your apartment included), but there is something off. Maggie tries to open the door to no avail. She is now banging on the door.

“Dad! Open up! Dad! DAD…! Ugh, not today.” Maggie seems disheartened. “He changed the doorknob again. I can’t open it.”
“Maybe you should try calling him?” Catastrovania proposes.
“He got rid of his phone, he thinks the government is spying on him.” Maggie explains. “Fuuuuuuuuck!” She starts kicking the door in a fit of fury.

“The government? Ha! Those are small fry compared to the ones who are chasing me!” Catastrovania smirks.
“The mafia is chasing all of us.” Maggie responds.
“N-no! Not the stupid mafia! They are scary and a decent challenge. But not as SCARY and POWERFUL as the organization!”

“So what you’re saying is that we should dump you here since having you will bring us even more trouble, right?” You antagonize the eccentric girl.
“Ah?! Don’t abandon me…! I don’t know what to do!” Catastrovania drops the act for a second. “I-I mean, I’m powerful enough to deal with both! I’ve been accumulating energy under my eye patch for decades for a powerful DARK secret technique! I could delete them in mere seconds! My CATASTROPHIC EYE of DESTRUCTION is that powerful! But I don’t know if you two are strong and worthy enough to see such MALIGNANT technique in action. It could corrupt your minds…”

“Can you lend us some of your powerful magic to open the door?” Maggie wonders. Is she playing along or does she actually believe Catastrovania?
“To waste such power in such a trifling task? Don’t be ridiculous! Fufufu...”
“So you don’t think like we are worthy, right? What can we do to become super worthy?” Maggie is totally playing her game.

“Simple! I demand you to research paranormal activities with me! A-and give me words of praise and adulation! And… Reese’s bars! Then maybe I’ll think about it.”
“…We don’t have time for that right now.” You interrupt the strange girl from enlarging her list of demands.

What do you do?

>Tear the door down and get in. Don’t have any time to lose.
>There is a little window open. And Catastrovania is thin enough to fit…
>Apologize to Maggie, but you will have to leave without her stuff.
>Write In.

>>3391738
She's a cameo that went too far.

>>3392531
We can try dumping her in the nearest train
>>3392521
>"How reese's and ice cream if you help."

>>3392521
>Apologize to Maggie, but you will have to leave without her
We’re short on time.

>>3392521
get that Door

>>3392549
How about*

>>3392521
>Tear the door down and get in. Don’t have any time to lose.
Hinges are the best place to target, right?

>>3392521
And yes, do >>3392549 about bribing her with Reese's bars and ice cream

>>3392521
>climb through the window and I get you a reese's

>>3392549
This

>>3392521
changing my vote in >>3392656 to
>There is a little window open. And Catastrovania is thin enough to fit…
better this than waste time breaking a door down honestly

>>3392531
Well so long as the QM recognizes it.

>>There is a little window open. And Catastrovania is thin enough to fit…

>>3392521
>There is a little window open. And Catastrovania is thin enough to fit…

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“How about some Reese’s and ice cream if you help?” You propose to the ex-car rental clerk.
“Hohoho, that would be a good deal indeed!” Catastrovania nods in agreement. “B-but I don’t want to blast this door open with my secret technique! It would be a complete waste, you see!”
“I was planning to do something else. Look at that tiny window, I think you can fit inside and open the door for us.” You point at it.

“Oh, I didn’t notice!” Maggie looks relieved. “Yeah, you can totally get in there! I used to do it all the time when I was little, but my ass is now too big to fit anymore! I think you’re barely the right size! Just leave the bathroom, turn right and you will find the main door within seconds!”
“What do you mean I’m barely the right size?!” Catastrovania stares at Maggie, then at you. You respond by shrugging. “F-fine, I’ll do it!”

You two lift Catastrovania and making her pass through the window. She got stuck for a second, but you two “gently” push her inside. It’s worth noting she felt more like a pillow than a human being.

Catastrovania opens the main door, receiving praises from you two. Catastrovania had a genuine expression of happiness that she tried her most darn to hide.

Inside the tiny house looks average, it lacks decoration and the walls are stained with something. A strong stench that reeks of alcohol fills the air. You can see from here the living room; in there, an out of shape old man is sleeping in his undies on a sofa – empty bottles surround him. An embarrassed Maggie asked you two to ignore him.

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>>3393187

You three walked through a small corridor to Maggie’s room. To your surprise, this place actually looks good in comparison to the rest of the house, a little cliché for a girl’s room though. It’s a little messy, but you expect it from Maggie.

You helped Maggie pack up her stuff rather quickly. She had pretty much all her stuff in order, so you basically only needed to drop them inside the suitcase. Catastrovania felt a little uncomfortable with a guy handling girl’s clothes with them, but since Maggie didn’t seem to care – she didn’t say anything.

Also, Maggie took the chance to change her attire. She also brought a mysterious box with herself. When asked about it, she said what’s inside is a secret.

And so, you’re back into the car ready to go. Maggie’s stuff is in the trunk next to yours.

“Guys… Are you sure we’re being chased by the mafia?” Catastrovania naively asks.
“Uuuuuh… Allie said we are. So we are.” Maggie hasn’t even doubt it for a second.
“I mean, a suspicious car has been following us for a while.” You point behind.

A car with bulletproof windows has been trailing you for a little while. You were unsure if it was a coincidence until they stopped here as well. With that said, you made both Maggie and Catastrovania feel on edge.

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Sadly, this is all we have for this thread! Thanks for playing! See you next time!


Dunno when we're going to be back for more of this.

>>3392968
Just to clarify, I don't mind her getting involved this much. It was a joke.

>>3393197
Are you doing DYB later today?

>>3393304
yep!

>>3393315
what a work horse

>>3392531
Hey does the hikikimori qm know about this? I just don't want there to be trouble between you two.

>>3393315
Wait it's day where you are it's night where I am probably the reason why I can't keep up with your quests. Where do you live anyway?

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>>3393977

Yes, he does! In fact, I asked him a bunch of questions about Catastrovania to get her character right. I have no idea if I did her justice though.

>>3393999

It's 23:50 for me right now. So I don't know!

Also nice dubs and trips.

>>3394111
Nah you did a good job with her. They are pretty identical.

Great thread, thanks for running.

>>3394111
>>3394200
The only thing missing is she hasn't talked about quests. Honestly she could become the mascot of /qst/ at this rate. Also when is hikikimori quest restarting? It doesn't have to be solid could just be estimation.