A hand shoots up from the crowd, and Ms. Müller nods in acknowledgement. "What does that entail?" a boy asks, his voice laced with curiosity.

Ms. Müller beams, delighted that someone has asked. "Well, let me explain," she begins. "In this school, we are going to take on a feminine persona, which we will call a 'femsona.' You will act and dress as a woman, so you can learn to be more empathetic, communicative, and collaborative. You'll learn to be self-aware and introspective, so you can recognize your own flaws and work to improve them. In short, you'll learn to be well-behaved."

She pauses for a moment, letting her words sink in. "Now, I know that some of you may feel uncomfortable with this idea. But I assure you, it will be an incredibly rewarding experience. You will learn so much about yourself and the world around you, and you will come out of this school a better, more well-rounded person."

As Ms. Müller speaks, you feel a knot forming in your stomach. The idea of acting and dressing as a woman terrifies you, and the thought of doing it in front of these tough delinquents makes you feel even more anxious. You look around the room, taking in the faces of the other students. One boy catches your eye. He's tall and muscular, with a shaved head and tattoos covering his arms. He looks like he could snap you in half without breaking a sweat.

Ms. Müller clears her throat, snapping you out of your trance. "Now, I know that some of you may feel intimidated by the idea of being here. But I assure you, you are in good hands. We are here to help you become the best version of yourself, and we will support you every step of the way."

Ms. Müller takes a deep breath and continues. "We only have female teachers here, and also, a few biological female students who will be joining us. They must be respected, and they will provide guidance to you through the student council and other activities. They will help you to navigate this new environment and help you to become the best person you can be."

The room falls silent as Ms. Müller finishes her speech, and you can feel the weight of her words in the air. You try to calm your nerves, but the feeling of dread lingers in the pit of your stomach. This is going to be a lot harder than you thought.

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This quest is loosely inspired by Bushou Shoujo Machiavellianism, Maria Holic, and other similar anime.


The school recognizes that each student has a unique sense of style and allows for personalization within the school uniform guidelines. You have the freedom to express yourself through the choice of accessories, makeup, and hair color, as long as it remains tasteful and respectful. The official school uniform consists of a navy blue blazer with a minimalist school emblem embroidered on the lapel, a white button-up shirt with a concealed placket, a knee-length pencil skirt in a classic plaid pattern, opaque black tights, and polished black leather loafers.

Choose your style:
>A flamboyant style with hot pink hair styled in loose curls, and glittery makeup.
>A classic style with a sleek bob in platinum blonde, and a strand of pearls.
>A bold style with emerald green hair styled in a sleek updo with a braided crown.
>A whimsical style with lilac hair styled in loose waves, and satin ballet flats with ribbon ties.

>>5586649
>>A flamboyant style with hot pink hair styled in loose curls, and glittery makeup.

If you want to customize anything else about the character, let me know, and I will tell you if it's acceptable under the school guidelines.

>>5586649
On the off chance this isn't a shitpost...
>Firstly, question how the fuck is any of this legal. Discreetly and respectfully. Channel the quiet, mousy personality that got you bullied, and in a way into this mess.
As for style.
>Very sober. No fucking up your hair with toxic dyes, keep your natural hair color. Clip-ons hair extensions with a matching color, that can hopefully be taken on and off, and that bring your hair to a bit below shoulder length, straight down and well-brushed. As little makeup as you can get away with, you know what this shit will do to your skin if you abuse it. Do make a liberal use of the milder cream options. That's some easy charisma points, and may even help against any lingering acnea. Also makes sure people can't say you aren't taking this seriously. Flat black shoes to fit the tights. Nothing on the neck for now.

Most likely entirely too much detail for how short it is going to be until this flakes. Still, I'll give you the benefit of the doubt, anon.

>>5586649
>A classic style with a sleek bob in platinum blonde, and a strand of pearls.

If we are indeed terrified then we should avoid standing out.

>>5586649
Actually, switching to support this >>5586691

Perfection.

Testing my tripcode (I haven't used one in a long time)

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>>5586691
>Most likely entirely too much detail for how short it is going to be until this flakes.
I appreciate your comment and I understand your concerns about the longevity of this quest. However, I can assure you that I am committed to writing this story until a satisfying ending is reached.

>>5586711
I'll admit seeing you reply to >>5586650 alleviated my worries somewhat. So did getting a trip. Your quest just happens to look like a bunch of low-effort shitposts this board has been hit by recently. If you do stick with it however, it's likely other anons will come and check it out.

You seem to be lost, akun is down the hall to the left.

>>5586691
+1

Ma’am my fem self is a lesbian so give me a flannel shirt, beanie, carpenter jeans and Doc Martens because anything else would invalidate my LGBT identity and I know how the laws about this are in Switzerland.

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>>5586790
You seem to be lost, /pol/ is down the hall to the right.

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>Very sober. No fucking up your hair with toxic dyes, keep your natural hair color. Clip-ons hair extensions with a matching color, that can hopefully be taken on and off, and that bring your hair to a bit below shoulder length, straight down and well-brushed. As little makeup as you can get away with, you know what this shit will do to your skin if you abuse it. Do make a liberal use of the milder cream options. That's some easy charisma points, and may even help against any lingering acnea. Also makes sure people can't say you aren't taking this seriously. Flat black shoes to fit the tights. Nothing on the neck for now.

>Charisma +1 for your special outfit

As Ms. Müller finishes her introduction speech, you can't help but question the legality of the whole operation. However, instead of speaking up, you quietly contemplate your circumstances, realizing that your submissive and introverted personality played a role in getting you involved in this mess in the first place. You keep your thoughts to yourself, not wanting to attract any unwanted attention, and decide to follow the rules and regulations set forth by the school.

You make your way through the dimly lit corridors of the school, lined with peeling paint and graffiti, the occasional flicker of a faulty fluorescent light casting eerie shadows on the walls. Dressed in your feminine attire, you feel out of place, exposed and vulnerable to the judging eyes of your fellow delinquents. You can hear whispers and giggles as you pass by, and you can't help but feel like everyone is staring at you. You tug at your skirt nervously, wishing for a place to hide, feeling like a spotlight is on you. Your heart races as you try to keep your head down and focus on getting to your dorm room.

You come to a halt momentarily just outside the entrance, unsure of what awaits you inside. You take a deep breath and turn the doorknob, entering the small room. As you enter, you're greeted by the two delinquents who are already there. One has a shaved head and tattoos all over his arms, and the other is a tall African who looks like he could easily take down anyone who crosses him. They both turn to look at you, and you can feel their eyes scanning you up and down. You stand frozen in the doorway, not sure what to do or say. It's clear that you're not going to get any privacy or peace in this room. You can't help but feel that their masculine appearance contrasts sharply with your own femininity, making you feel out of place and self-conscious.

You muster up the courage to ask them, "Why don't your femsonas look feminine?"

The bald delinquent looked at her and gave her a small smirk. "My femsona is a reflection of who I am, a biker girl who doesn't take crap from anyone," he said, crossing his arms over her chest.

The other delinquent grunts in agreement. "And I'm a tribal warrior, so my femsona embodies strength and ferocity," he said, mimicking a battle cry for emphasis.

"I see," you reply with a nod. "Well, I suppose we all have our reasons for our choices."

You can't tell if they're being confrontational or not. Before you can say anything else, the bald-headed delinquent adds, "But hey, that doesn't mean we can't appreciate your feminine outfit."

The tone of his voice makes it difficult for you to decipher whether they're being sarcastic or genuine. However, you feel a chill run down your spine as his gaze travels over you from head to toe. It's not a normal look of appraisal; it's almost predatory in nature, making you feel like a piece of meat on display. It's as if he's undressing you with his eyes, and the thought terrifies you.

>Use your charisma to win the trust and friendship of one of the delinquents and seek their protection.
>Request a room change from one of the teachers, hoping for a more... suitable living situation.
>Ignore the derogatory comments and hope that the delinquents eventually lose interest and stop targeting you.

>>5587681
>Use your charisma to win the trust and friendship of one of the delinquents and seek their protection.

We haven't experienced anything that bad yet, no need to attempt a room change just yet. Besides, we don't know if the room we change into would be any better.

It is also best that we seek someone out both so that they can protect us but also just to appear sociable and well adjusted enough to dissuade people who are just looking for an easy target. Just ignoring things and hoping the comments stop won't change anything, if their behaviour is consistent and not a one off thing then they'll need an outlet and if we don't change things then they'll keep going after us, if indeed they actually meant harm by their actions and we aren't just being overly sensitive.

Another tranny quest? Why?

>>5587701
It's not tho?

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While waiting for more people to join in, we can chat for a bit. How has your week been going for you, girls?

I am banned from every single buffet restaurant stretching from the French border to the eastern reaches of the Union

>>5587681
>>Use your charisma to win the trust and friendship of one of the delinquents and seek their protection.

>>5587803
The exact same as it has been for the past...I don't know how many years at this point. Trudging through depression. Only this time I overbooked my schedule so to speak.

>>5587681
>>Use your charisma to win the trust and friendship of one of the delinquents and seek their protection.
>Last part entirely dependent on the price of said protection.

You know what? Sure, let's give peace a chance. But do /not/ leave that doorway.
At least our shoes won't impair running. Which we absolutely should do if they start being threatening, unless we can pull the same stunt that got us sent here again.
Since this is Switzerland, I'm assuming the curriculum won't involve any (good) self-defense classes. Almost makes me wish we'd gone with the old Victorian/Edwardian style. So many places to hide things.
You'd think they would have something in place to keep those behaviors in check, but then again Ii'm thinking this entire setup stinks to high hell.
And remember, scream "Fire!", not "Help!" !

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>>5587803
Quiet work-wise.
Quest-wise, I had to give a proper sendoff to a quest I liked after the QM went missing for over a month. So currently I'm not really invested in anything, and I'm still too busy to run.resume running my own stuff.

Also, pictured: Self-defense; Victorian England edition. And jokes aside this place should give actual self-defense lesson. And I don't mean the feel-good stuff with basic martial arts that supposedly takes down beefcakes three times your size and muscle mass. I mean full-on dirty fighting.

I'm quite curious as to what the actual goal of this place is, though.
From the games I've played, I'd say weird sex stuff as a first choice, human experimentation second, bride grooming operation for people with specific tastes as a third choice.

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>>5587681
>Use your charisma to win the trust and friendship of one of the delinquents and seek their protection.

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As the African delinquent leaves for the bathroom, you strike up a conversation with the bald one, not leaving the doorway. "So, what brings you to this place?" you ask, hoping to break the ice.

He looks at you with a mix of suspicion and curiosity before replying, "Just trying to survive, like everyone else here."

You nod in understanding, and the conversation flows smoothly. You listen as he speaks, his voice tinged with an accent that you can't quite place. He tells you that he's originally from Russia and had a good education there. "I speak English well, don't I?" he says with a hint of pride. You start to feel like you could trust him, maybe even get some protection from him.

However, he also admits that he has violent impulses that he struggles to control. "Sometimes, I just lose it," he says with a shrug. You can see the tension in his face and wonder what has caused him to behave this way. He continues to speak, and your heart sinks as he tells you that he's actually murdered someone - a school teacher, no less. His parents had been friends with a high-level official and managed to sweep the crime under the rug. However, the condition was that he would be sent to this school, where he could be kept under watch. You feel a mix of shock and fear as you realize that you're sharing a room with someone capable of such violence.

Your last hopes are shattered as he suggests, "I could protect you, you know. But you'll have to share a bed with me."

You feel taken aback by his proposition but quickly regain your composure. Your survival instincts kick in, and you consider the offer. "What do you mean?" you ask cautiously.

"I won't do anything inappropriate, I just want you to look pretty," he says, his eyes fixed on you in a way that makes you feel uneasy.

You feel conflicted. You want to be safe, but you're not sure if you're ready to take this step. "I don't know," you reply, your mind racing as you weigh the pros and cons. "What do you mean by look pretty?" you ask, trying to keep your tone neutral.

"Just wear lingerie I'll pick for you," he replies, with a sly grin on his face.

Your stomach knots up as you realize what he's suggesting. You feel violated and angry that he would even consider making such a request. He seems impatient as he waits for your answer. "Come on, I don't have all day," he snaps.

You hesitate, unsure of what to do. You don't want to offend him, but you also don't want to put yourself in harm's way. "I'll think about it," you say, trying to buy some time.

You take a deep breath and try to calm your nerves, hoping that you'll make the right decision. The bald delinquent's proposition hangs in the air, and you wonder what you should do next.

>Accept
>Refuse
>Flee

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>>5587809
>I am banned from every single buffet restaurant stretching from the French border to the eastern reaches of the Union
What?! How did that happen?

>>5587839
>The exact same as it has been for the past...I don't know how many years at this point. Trudging through depression. Only this time I overbooked my schedule so to speak.
I hope you find some comfort here. I don't believe anyone deserves to go through depression but I know the world is too harsh for us. Here, have a cake.

>>5587858
>Quest-wise, I had to give a proper sendoff to a quest I liked after the QM went missing for over a month. So currently I'm not really invested in anything, and I'm still too busy to run.resume running my own stuff.
Which quest is that? I'm interested.

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This shit a psyop or just a bait?

>>5588488
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rage_farming

>>5588482
Pretty grim fantasy stuff, ran about a year ago, went on hiatus, started up again for a few threads, and now seems to be on hold forever. Shame.

>>5588476
>It's a sex thing.
How surprising, said no one.
>Refuse
Our character is nowhere near fearful and/or broken enough to allow this, even if he believes it'll just be free lingerie and modelling.
Meaning it's time to get creative~! Let's stay near the door for now, no need to flee unless he makes a move.

In the meantime, let's start giving ideas for self defense options. Blade/sharpened object to the crotch is always an old reliable classic. We ought to swing by the canteen, even if it's likely all cutlery is cardboard or flimsy plastic. Maybe check if there's a club listing, and a self-defense club?
Of course not getting caught with things is the tricky part, so I'll suggest seeing if there's a lesson or club about wearing and walking in heels? It sounds dumb, maybe, but even a small heel can do serious damage if applied to the right place via stomp or hand. The old hair needle is also an option, so is a thigh sleeve. How about carrying long fake nails in a small box? If asked, we're experimenting. It would give us a few options.
Also, I guess we could ask about threatening behavior from students, but I have a feeling it'll get ignored.
Assuming it isn't the intended/desired outcome for some fucked up reason, of course.
Say, QM, what do we remember of our "big" fight?

>>5588574
>Say, QM, what do we remember of our "big" fight?
Roll 2d100 to determine how much you remember and how much you've learned from this experience

Rolled 8, 82 = 90 (2d100)

>>5588580

Rolled 52, 39 = 91 (2d100)

>>5588476
>Refuse
>>5588580
Roll

Rolled 31, 80 = 111 (2d100)

>>5588580

>>5588482
I'll take the cup cake, thanks.

>>5588574
A short heel might be okay, it would increase the ground pressure we exert by a lot, but I'm not too keen on the idea depending on what we go with, it may inhibit our movement. The other ideas seem fine.

>>5588523
You will rage when QM fucks off, schizo. I'm just calling it out now.

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As you ponder the bald delinquent's proposal, your mind races with various scenarios. You come to the conclusion that it's not worth sleeping with someone whose intentions are unclear just to get free lingerie. You'll have to find another way to protect yourself, but compromising your morals isn't the answer.

You politely decline the offer, explaining that you're not comfortable with the arrangement. His expression changes to anger, and he warns you that he'll beat you up when the teachers are not around. You feel a shiver down your spine, but you try to keep calm and assertive. Just as things are getting heated, the African student returns from the bathroom and bumps into your shoulder, causing you to stumble. He doesn't apologize. Instead, he glares at you with a menacing expression. You can sense that he's trying to intimidate you and that he's not someone to mess with. The situation is escalating quickly, and you can feel the tension in the air.

As for the fight that got you expelled from your first school, it was a messy and intense situation. You had been picked on by a group of bullies for months, and one day they cornered you in the locker room after gym class. You had tried to ignore them and walk away, but they had grabbed you and started to throw punches. Despite being outnumbered and outmatched, you fought back with all you had. You took a few hard hits, but you managed to land a few good ones too. Eventually, a teacher broke up the fight, and you were expelled from the school, but you don't regret standing up for yourself. The kids at this new school are different, though. They're much tougher and more dangerous, and you're not sure you can handle another fight.

You leave the dorms and make your way to the canteen. As you approach, you can smell the aroma of freshly cooked food wafting through the air. The canteen is a large, open space with long tables and benches. You select a knife from the metal cutlery tray, examining the blade closely. Although it's not particularly sharp, it will suffice as a weapon if needed. You carefully conceal the knife up your sleeve, ensuring that it's easily accessible in case of an emergency.

As you walk down the corridor, you spot a biological female student standing by her locker. You approach her and introduce yourself, before asking her if it's normal that the other students are threatening.

She gives you a contemptuous look, and responds with a sigh, "Maybe you should act better in your femsona, then you wouldn't have to worry about being threatened."

You feel taken aback by her response and the condescending tone in her voice, but you try to keep your composure and ask her what she means by "femsona."

She rolls her eyes and says, "Your feminine persona, the one you're trying to embody. If you want to be treated with respect, you need to act the part." She then turns away from you and continues to fiddle with her locker, signaling the end of the conversation.

You enter the dressing room and scan the area for any signs of the item you need. The walls are lined with rows of lockers, each one with a name tag attached to it. The benches in the center of the room are cluttered with piles of clothes and discarded shoes. You spot a table with a collection of makeup and hair accessories, including a few hair needles. As you're browsing through the items, a weak-looking student approaches you hesitantly. He's holding two different colored wigs, one blue and one pink.

"Excuse me," he says softly, "which one do you think looks better on me?"

>Help the weak student and befriend him, offering your opinion on the two wigs, and engaging him in conversation about his interests and hobbies.
>Ignore the weak student and focus on finding more weapons.
>Ignore the weak student and instead explore the clubs available in the school.

>>5588980
Well, I'm glad we aren't a complete pussy and managed to stand up for ourselves in our backstory at least. In the future we may want to sew a sheath into the inside of our sleeve to properly hold that knife and either a cover/latch to hold it in or put in some sort of tension screw so it doesn't fall out. Maybe sneak into the kitchen sometime to see if they have a whetstone or something to sharpen the knife too.

>>5588981
>Help the weak student and befriend him, offering your opinion on the two wigs, and engaging him in conversation about his interests and hobbies.

Do take that hair needle though.

>>5588981
Well, that tells us everything we need to know about how much help we can expect from the girls and staff. "Don't act like a slut and you won't get harassed!". Sheesh, where have I heard that one before!

>>Help the weak student and befriend him, offering your opinion on the two wigs, and engaging him in conversation about his interests and hobbies.
>Use the opportunity to try out a few hair needles, see if we can make them stick. Take a couple, sneak them out if we have to.
Just read back, our dorm is a single room. No privacy. No locks. This'll be a fun night. And we'll need a plan. A two on one with them taking the initiative won't end well for us. But if we act, I believe we'll need to act both decisively, and most likely permanently. Could we get a more detailed description of the room or roll for it, QM?

>>5589015
For the knife, I think one of those thigh band thingies would work, along with some type of sheath. Assuming we go for at least knee height skirts, that is. At least we can throw and take a punch, but we are nowhere near ready for this level of violence.

>>5589051
>Could we get a more detailed description of the room or roll for it, QM?
It's a small room with two bunk beds pushed against opposite walls, leaving barely any space in between. The walls are painted a dull shade of gray and the only window in the room is small and barred. There is no shower, only a small sink and a toilet with a broken seat.

>>5588981
>Help the weak student and befriend him, offering your opinion on the two wigs, and engaging him in conversation about his interests and hobbies.
>Use the opportunity to try out a few hair needles, see if we can make them stick. Take a couple, sneak them out if we have to.

>>5588981
Supporting >>5589051 just in case my now greentexted request to take a hair needle wasn't explicit enough.

>>5589051
Both the picture and description here >>5586649 show/mention a knee length skirt. However, I'm not sure a thigh band sheath would be best, we are wearing a pencil skirt. Because it is probably relatively tight, the knife may show through the skirt, drawing it may be slow, and it may chafe depending on how tight the skirt is. I think it would be best to try to sew a sleeve sheath or alternatively sew a sheath into the inside of our blazer. That may take too much time for the first day though, so perhaps your suggestion is best.

It is also probably wise we obtain multiple weapons and store them in different places on our person. We should expect to be disarmed a few times tonight since our opponents are bigger, more experienced and violent than us. Maybe even stick something sharp into our shoes in case both our arms are restrained.

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You glance over at him and take a closer look at the wigs. The blue one seems to match his pale complexion, while the pink one clashes with it.

"I think the blue one suits you better," you reply kindly.

The student looks relieved and nods in agreement. "Thank you so much," he says gratefully, and hurries back to the dressing room to try on the blue wig.

As he tries on the wig, you strike up a conversation with him. "So, what are your hobbies and interests?" you ask.

He looks surprised at the question but then his face lights up. "Well, I love to draw and paint. I've been drawing since I was a kid," he says, smiling shyly.

"That's really cool," you reply. "What kind of things do you like to draw?"

"Mostly landscapes and still life. But I also like to experiment with different styles and techniques," he responds eagerly.

You begin to realize that he's not just a weak student, but someone who is passionate about his interests and hobbies. His name is James. Despite his frail appearance, you come to learn that he is, in fact, a brilliant mind in the field of chemistry. However, his talent was misused when his science teacher coerced him into producing illegal drugs. Unfortunately, his operation was discovered, and he was sentenced to attend this school as a form of punishment.

After a while, you excuse yourself to try out some hair needles. You try to insert one into your hair, but it doesn't seem to stick properly. You try a few more times with no success. Frustrated, you sigh and give up. As you start to leave the dressing room, the weak student catches up to you and offers to help.

"Let me try," he says, taking a hair needle from your hand. With a steady hand and a few deft twists, he manages to get it to stick in your hair. You thank him and ask him how he got so skilled with hair needles.

"It's just something I've always been interested in," he replies, a hint of excitement in his voice. "I like experimenting with different hairstyles and accessories."

You nod in admiration, grateful to have made a new friend with such unique talents.

As the bell rings to signal lunchtime, you suggest to the weak student that you walk together to the canteen. He eagerly agrees, and as you walk down the hallway, he reaches out to take your hand. Startled, you pull back slightly, unsure of what to do. Holding hands is not a common practice in Japanese culture, so it is unclear if it's normal in his home country, America. Nonetheless, you decline the offer, and he looks a little disappointed, but quickly regains his composure and continues walking beside you.

You walk into the canteen, a noisy room filled with the chatter of students and the clatter of trays. The teachers and biological female students are standing in one line, being served katsu curry or steak with fries. The food smells delicious, making your mouth water. You can see the portions are rather small, but it seems to be enough to fill up hungry stomachs.

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In another line, you see the crossdressing students who put in effort in their femsona, as evaluated by a teacher, being served a special HLTC sandwich. The sandwich looks quite impressive with layers of lettuce, tomatoes, and turkey. On the other hand, the crossdressing students who didn't put effort into their femsona are being served a can of beans. It's clear that the school has some sort of hierarchy among the crossdressers. Luckily, the teacher says that your outfit is pretty good.

As you look around for a place to sit, you spot the tough bald student sitting with other muscular delinquents at a table near the back of the room. They are eating their lunches and joking around with each other, clearly enjoying their meal. The table looks quite intimidating, and you can feel your heart racing as you try to avoid catching their attention. You spot James sitting alone and you decide to join him for lunch.

As everyone is in the middle of their meal, Ms Müller claps her hands, calling for everyone's attention. "Good afternoon, students," she begins. "I'm a bit disappointed to see so few of you put effort into your femsona today. Remember, this is an important part of your education here." She continues, "Tthe portions are small so that everyone can maintain a healthy, feminine BMI of 18. Please remember to take the red pill that comes with your meal. It's a medication of HRT and it's mandatory. This pill is an important part of adopting your femsona and will help you feel more calm and civilized."

Just as Ms Müller finishes her speech, an overweight student stands up and loudly complains that he wants more food. Ms Müller's face darkens with anger as she turns to the student. "I will not accept such behavior in my school," she says sternly. Two female teachers quickly approach the student, roughly grabbing him by the arms and dragging him away towards the reeducation room. The rest of the students sit in stunned silence, realizing the consequences of disobeying the strict rules of the school.

After the incident with the overweight student, you turn to James and ask him quietly, "Do you know what HRT is actually made of?" James looks a little nervous and shakes his head. "I'm not really sure," he replies in a hushed voice. "I believe that it's some kind of hormone treatment, but I'm not sure what's in it specifically." You nod, a little unsettled by the mandatory medication. You can't help but feel a sense of dread that permeates the entire school. The oppressive atmosphere make you feel trapped and uncertain of what the future holds.

>Take the pill
>Pretend to take the pill, but don't actually swallow it. (Roll 1d100)

To play your femsona more authentically, it's important to choose a female name. What will you choose?

>Crystal
>Aiko (愛子), meaning "beloved child"
>Emiko (恵美子), meaning "blessed beautiful child"
>Write-in

Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>5589705
>Pretend to take the pill, but don't actually swallow it. (Roll 1d100)
>Tiresias

Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>5589703
My guy...how did you mess up sticking hair needles in your hair. I don't even think that is possible.

Also, lewd, going for hand holding when we only just met.

>>5589705
BMI of 18 and mandatory HRT...what the fuck. How the fuck is any of this legal. And the teachers can wrangle up an overweight student.

>Pretend to take the pill, but don't actually swallow it. (Roll 1d100)
>Aki(愛) meaning, love, affection, favourite.

Alternatively Aki(彬), "refined, gentle".

Either works. We can put some effort into being decent to those who are decent towards us, but it can be an ironic name when we don't live up to it towards those who are cruel towards us.

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>>5589732
>BMI of 18 and mandatory HRT...what the fuck. How the fuck is any of this legal. And the teachers can wrangle up an overweight student.
Tranny-making school. Yep, it's a weird sex thing. Called it. I wanted us to get that girl student's name since I was starting a little friendly list, but scratch that. Everyone goes on the friendship list now! And this shit definitely has high backing, probably from buyers of the product, the product being us, of course. Illegal, but who's going to come investigate? But that also opens up options for us.
Also, we can forget the gym. Sorta. Let's thicken up those legs!
>New goal: Dispose of the staff.
>New goal: Dispose of (most of) the student body.
>New goal: Cover up your involvement and survival.
>New goal: Escape.

Now that's the kind of escalation that'll require a plan. Pills are a great opportunity obviously, so is the food and the water supply. We'll need more info and the know-how, but...
>Despite his frail appearance, you come to learn that he is, in fact, a brilliant mind in the field of chemistry. However, his talent was misused when his science teacher coerced him into producing illegal drugs
>Pic related.
Oh yeah, it's all coming together now!

For now, how to get rid of the pill?
Swallowing isn't an option, and I fear we'd get searched on the way out. Do we put our stuff on a tray or is there a wastebin for the food? Mixing the pill with part of our meal and dropping the mess alongside the rest of the wasted food should hopefully prevent it being tracked to us, though it might result in tighter measures in the future.
Failing that, just keep it in your pocket and let it fall when the students stampede out of the hall. Involving the delinquents might work, since if someone see the crushed pill they'll be the more obvious culprit. But we know what happens if bullies start shit. We get blamed too, and from what the girl said, this school is the same, or worse.

>>5589720
Interesting choice, doomsayer or simple prophet?

>>5589732
>Aki
Either works well I think, though I prefer the second. All that is done to us will be repaid ten times over and all that.

Also, how does the dice system work QM? First to roll, best of one, two, three or more?

>>5589760
>doomsayer or simple prophet?
Those terms could be one and the same. It just depends on how the message is taken.

I was thinking more about how Tiresias was transformed into a woman but found a way to regain his original gender.

>>5589761
Oh, that story vaguely rings a bell, but I'll admit I mostly know Tiresias from the Oedipus part of the "Theban Royal House" family drama. Because apparently the English doesn't have a dedicated term for them, unlike other European languages who center it around Labdacus.
It''ll make a nice alias later or when we get out of this cursed place, but right now it would be way too much of a giveaway, and wouldn't fit the "pretty and harmless little flower" look they seem to be cultivating.

>>5589760
>Also, how does the dice system work QM? First to roll, best of one, two, three or more?
Anyone who picks the option can roll. If you ask a question and I tell you to roll for knowledge, then only the person who's asked the question can roll. In short, the rolls are linked to your own post and own choice. Sorry for not clarifying that earlier.

>>5590058
That...partially answer my question. Knowledge rolls are personal (though I think it'd be better to open them up after a time so we can all get the info and adapt our plans if that anon just doesn't check the thread.) but what about rolls like the 1d100 for the refuse option? I get that only anons who make the choice roll, but how are they counted? Best overall, best of a certain number, average, number of successes, something else?

>>5590077
I take the best of all rolls.

Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>5590082
>>Pretend to take the pill, but don't actually swallow it. (Roll 1d100)
Well I guess I'll roll as well, then!

>>5589705
>>5589760
Well if you prefer the alternative then I'll switch my vote to...
>Aki(彬), "refined, gentle".

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>Roll: Success!

You sit at the lunch table, your mind racing with countless thoughts. You come up with one conclusion: you must dispose of the staff and most of the student body, cover up your involvement, and ultimately escape this hellish school. You feel like you're trapped in a horror movie; the terror and uncertainty seem never-ending.

"I've decided on my female name," you say to James, taking another small bite of your katsu curry. "It will be Aki".

"That's a nice name," he replies, "But what does it mean?"

"The kanji for Aki, 彬, means elegant and refined," you explain, smiling at the thought of the name's meaning. "I thought it suited me."

James looks at you quizzically. "I have no idea what kanji are," he admits, poking at sandwich. "I just chose Jacqueline because it sounded like my own name."

"I think Jacqueline is a lovely name," you say to James with a smile. "It's unique and elegant. And don't worry about not understanding kanji."

As you watch James swallow the red HRT pill without a second thought, you decide to fake taking it by hiding it between your teeth and your gum. You don't want to risk any side effects, and you're still uncertain about the pill's true purpose.

"Hey Jacqueline, have you felt anything from the pill yet?" you ask her.

"Not really. But hormone therapy isn't something that has a sudden effect. It takes time for your body to adjust," Jacqueline replies.

You decide not to tell her that you've swallowed the pill, and simply respond with a lie, "Oh, I don't feel anything either."

Ms Müller clears her throat and begins her speech. "Now that everyone has finished their meal, it's time to talk about your classes. As you know, some classes are mandatory, and they include English, Science, Ethics, Women's Studies, and Sexual Education." She pauses for a moment before continuing.

A student raises their hand and asks, "Excuse me, Ms. Müller, what exactly is Sexual Education class?"

Ms. Müller's expression remains neutral as she responds, "Sexual Education class is an important part of your education, where you'll learn about reproductive health and the importance of safe sex. You'll also learn about different forms of sexual expression, including those that are considered taboo in some societies."

Ms. Müller continues her speech, "Each of you must also pick two optional classes that are related to feminine behavior and feminization activities. These classes will not only help you to become better at portraying your femsona but also provide valuable skills for your future lives."

She pauses for a moment, looking around the room. "Remember, all classes are mandatory, and attendance is taken very seriously. Any absences will result in detention and extra coursework. We have high expectations for each of you, and we believe that with hard work and dedication, you will all succeed in your transformation into the best versions of yourselves."

"Jacqueline, have you thought about which optional classes you want to take?" you ask.

"Yeah, I think I'm going to pick 'Makeup and Skincare' and 'High Heel Walking'," she responds.

"Interesting choices," you say. "Those classes sound like they could really improve our femsonas and social status in the school."

You are feeling a sense of unease as you think about the true purpose of these classes. However, you know that to survive and ultimately escape, you must play along and do whatever it takes to maintain your femsona and avoid drawing attention to yourself.

You're startled as your bald roommate suddenly appears at the table and asks if you have any food left because he's starving. That man is always so scary! You're scared of him and terrified of spending the night in the same room as such a violent delinquent. Why is he coming to you? You wish he'd find someone else to bother.

"Sorry, there's no food left," you tell him.

"Oh, that's too bad. Can I have some leftovers tomorrow then?" he asks.

Choose your two optional classes:
>Makeup and Skincare
>Styling
>High Heel Walking
>Cooking
>Floral Arrangements
>Social Etiquette
>Communication
>Arts and Craft
>Dance
>Fitness
>Yoga
>Sewing
>History and Culture of Women (you don't know how this is different from the mandatory class Women's Studies)

How will you answer your roommate?
>Promise to give him some food tomorrow.
>Say you'll think about it.
>Decline, and tell him you'll help him to work on his femsona.
>Decline, and tell him, rudely, that he should work harder on his femsona.

>>5590190
>Fitness
>Sewing

I mentioned a few things that would require knowing how to sew and it is just a good skill in general to have. Fitness is probably mandatory considering what we intend on ultimately doing. Honestly if there was an option I'd volunteer for extra coursework to take something like communication to increase our persuasiveness or yoga to increase flexibility and fitness even more. Cooking would also just be a good general life skill.

>If possible volunteer for extra optional classwork, raise our hand and ask if we can take more classes.

>Decline, and tell him you'll help him to work on his femsona.

We can sew you something dude, you wanna look good and wear something that fits you well, right?

Seriously though, we need to keep our strength and energy up, that means no getting bullied out of our food.

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>>5590205
>If possible volunteer for extra optional classwork, raise our hand and ask if we can take more classes.
Roll 1d100 (only you). DC is 40, lowish because of your charisma bonus. If you succeed, you can pick an extra class.

Rolled 98 (1d100)

>>5590207

>>5590207
>Cooking for our extra class.

I'm open to being convinced of another choice, I'm not sure if I alone get to decide the third class because it was my roll or if it also subject to vote but I think cooking would be good just because it allows us access to the kitchen. Kitchen access is useful for getting knives, using cookware to make explosives or other chemistry stuff, which is useful and plausible given we have a science class and a friend skilled in chemistry. Also cooking is just a good life skill and both men and women should learn it.

Otherwise I'd pick communication, yoga, or perhaps arts and crafts depending on whether the emphasis is on the arts or the crafts.

>>5590213
Everyone can vote for the extra class, it will be smoother like this.

>>5590214
Okay.

It is also worth noting that if we chose to decline this guy and later get bullied or coerced into giving the dude our food because of it then we can use the cooking class as a free meal to keep up our caloric intake. If that doesn't happen then even better, we get more food to fuel our fitness regime or to make meals as a gift to buy off bullies or friends.

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>>5590189
>You'll also learn about different forms of sexual expression, including those that are considered taboo in some societies
>Pic related.

>>5590190
>Fitness
>Cooking

>>5590220
Agree with you on all points for these two, but I am tempted to switch out sewing for
>Communication
We'll have to bullshit and poker-face our way through a lot just to get out of here, and even more once we're out and about in the bloody Swiss Alps of all places, so being able to lie like a true lady and not get flustered is essential I think. Sewing would be good, but is a lot more situational. Wouldn't be against picking it up as a hobby when we have time though. Gotta make a nice cat burglar cosplay when we hunt down whoever ordered this place built, after all!

One other idea that might clash with the extra classes is using a Japanese tradition, that of students helping clean out the classrooms at the end of the day. We could volunteer for that eventually. You can see where I'm going with that. Less time in our room with the bullies, good relations with the ever-present cleaners, access to all the classes after hours, juicy gossip, a rough idea of what chemicals are stored where and some rules about which not to ingest which we can liberally ignore.

Also, I am really fucking impressed you actually went with my hyper-aggressive angle QM. Didn't think you would like me steering things that way.

>>5590190
>>Promise to give him some food tomorrow.
And I actually forgot the second vote.
I think we should. It's worth managing his level of anger for now, and cooking should allow us to make up for lost calories. Plus we're getting the good kind of not-prison food.
Let him think us weal and bully-able. The more he has his guard down, the easier to dispose of him, and more importantly the more time we may have until he takes things too far and we have to defend ourselves. Best figure out a way to dispose of the body first, at least.

Also, see if we can remember the fat kid's looks, so we can ask about re-education. Knowledge is power.

>>5590288
I don't think Communication is the sort of thing you're thinking of. It probably isn't a class on how to lie or even just us talking with girls. I'm imagining it as one of those business communication courses where you learn to get where the opposite gender is coming from in business meetings to counteract the whole "when men are loud and aggressive it is just them being 'assertive', but when women are assertive they are accused of being 'aggressive'." thing. I'm not really conveying what I'm imagining it as very well, but it's a whole thing.

Part of the reason why I wanted to take communication was for the reasons you listed but when I thought on it more I changed my mind and thought it would be more like the thing I mentioned above, either that or it is actually just communication studies or a information technology class with a different name.

I like your idea regarding volunteer cleaning thing, maybe since it is unlikely to be a thing already in this school we could start a club for it or something, earn some brownie points or whatever. Even with extra classes we are likely still to have some time to kill after the mandatory classes. I'm not sure how much free time we get each day but as you said, the less time with our bullies the better.

>>5590205
>>5590213
+1

>>5590298
Ah, I hadn't thought of that, you're right. I don't suppose we get time to try out a few classes over a couple days to see what we like. Could we maybe just ask one of the female students. Just approach politely, truthfully say we can't decide between that and sewing and ask what it's all about, make understanding noises, then back off and pick then?
If >>5590298 i right, I'll eagerly switch to sewing, otherwise I'd say it's worth it.
Since we can agree on Fitness and Cooking, how about making these the main two, and Sewing/Communication our extra, would that give us more time to figure it out?

>>5590341
Sure, I can agree with that.

I hear this is a pretty tough school, only 59% of students graduate.

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You and Jacqueline walk together to your first class, Sexual Education. You notice how the walls of the corridors are bare, painted a pale yellow color that had long ago lost its luster. You notice the chipped paint and worn-out floors as you make your way down the hall. It seems like the school doesn't have a high budget for decoration. The scent of cleaning supplies lingers in the air; perhaps an attempt to mask the musty smell of old buildings. At least, it's clean.

The classroom itself is a sterile environment with white walls and fluorescent lighting. The teacher, a stern-looking woman, is sitting behind her desk, and she introduces herself as Ms. Brüngger. "Good morning, class," she says in a monotone voice. "Today, we will be discussing how to control your criminal instincts."

"Everyone in the school is here because they are all violent murderers and have been given a second chance to reform." She emphasizes the importance of controlling one's urges and desires to prevent any future incidents. The purpose of this class is to teach you how to channel your impulses into more acceptable and healthy behaviors.

The words from Ms. Brüngger's class keep ringing in your ears, "because they are all violent murderers." Murderers? Is everyone around you a murderer? You can't believe it. You're not a murderer. You think back to the night of the brawl and how it all happened so fast. There was a sudden fight, and then, before you knew it, you were being dragged away by the men in black suits. You tried to explain that you were a victim, not a perpetretor, but they wouldn't listen. Then they took you to the airport and put you on a plane without even letting you talk to your parents.

As you sit in the classroom with your fellow students, all of whom seem to have some connection to a murder, you can't help but wonder why you were brought here. You don't come from a wealthy or influential family, like the few you've spoken to, and you've never been involved in anything remotely criminal before. It all seems so suspicious, and you feel like there must be some kind of mistake. As you look around the room and see the cold, hard faces of your violent classmates, you can't help but feel a growing sense of unease.


"Today we will be discussing the importance of consent in a relationship. Let me illustrate this with an example of a relationship between two students. Let's call them Emma and Ava. Both girls were on a date and things were going well. Emma leaned in to kiss Ava but paused and asked respectfully, 'May I kiss you?' Ava, not ready for the kiss, said no. Emma immediately stopped and respected Ava's decision. This is a perfect example of how important it is to ask for consent and to respect the answer. Now, let's discuss the different scenarios and how to handle them."

Her story seems ridiculous. One of the delinquents interrupts her speech with a mocking tone, "Ha! Like I'm gonna ask for consent. Consent is for wimps." Other students burst out laughing, but the teacher remains calm and continues with her lesson.

At the end of class, she hands butt plugs to each students. The delinquent who had spoken out during class angrily grabs it and throws it on the floor. Ms. Brüngger sternly tells him to pick it up and keep it, warning him that he'll be sent to the reeducation room if he doesn't comply.

You wait for everyone to leave, and approach her. You ask if you can volunteer for cleaning the classrooms at the end of the day, as is part of your country's culture. She looks at you for a moment, considering your request, then nods in agreement.

"Of course," she says. "I appreciate your willingness to help keep our school clean. You can start today after your last class."

You nod in thanks and catch up with your friend, who had already left.

"Hey Jacqueline, do you want to help me out with cleaning the classrooms after school today?" you ask.

Jacqueline looks at you with surprise. "Why would I want to do that?"

"Well, it's part of Japanese culture to clean up after ourselves, and I was thinking we could form an unofficial cleaning club," you explain.

Jacqueline seems to consider your proposal for a moment before nodding. "Sure, why not? It could be fun."

You smile at her enthusiasm. "Great, I'll meet you here after the last class ends."

While walking around, you spot a biological girl sitting alone, and you decide to approach her. You introduce yourself and politely ask what the Communication class is about. The girl gives you a sad smile and tells you that Communication class is all about developing effective communication skills. You listen intently as she explains that the class covers various topics like public speaking, active listening, conflict resolution, and body language.

She also tells you that the class includes practical exercises to help you practice your communication skills. You nod, and ask if the class is popular. She says yes, and explains that most students find it to be an invaluable class, not just for school but for life in general. She tells you that good communication skills are essential in every aspect of life, whether it be personal or professional. A part of you feels that she doesn't seem really convinced, though. You thank her for the information and tell her you'll consider taking the class.
You make your way to the optional class of Fitness, excited to get some exercise in. As you enter the room, the teacher greets you and hands you two protein energy bars. You thank her and take a seat on the floor. The class starts with some light aerobics, and you feel your heart rate start to rise. You appreciate the music that the teacher chose; it's upbeat and energetic. As you continue with the workout, you begin to feel your body loosening up and you start to enjoy the movements.

The teacher is a friendly woman who uses positive language to motivate the students. She encourages you to push yourself and reminds you to listen to your body. You admire how beautiful she is, with a toned physique and a six pack that is envy-inducing. You respect her dedication to fitness and feel inspired to work harder. By the end of the class, you feel energized and accomplished, and you can't wait to come back to the next session.


1) What extra optional class are you going to pick?
2) What are you going to with your free time before bed?

>Hang out with Jacqueline, exchange stories, practice your femsonas, and maybe paint each other's nails.
>Study topics of interest in the library, and search for information about the history of the school.
>Explore the school; it feels a bit like a maze, and you haven't seen much of it.

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>>5590981
going to the cooking class right after exercising seems like a good idea
the food may help to tame the russian guy
but i'd steal some sharp equipment just in case
matches and lighters are also invaluable
>Study topics of interest in the library, and search for information about the history of the school.
>Explore the school; it feels a bit like a maze, and you haven't seen much of it.
it's not like you can get to the library on your own without exploring this place a bit
learning the history of this place may help us to access the situation and skidoodle the fuck out when we will confirm how fucked up it is
no need to hang out with jacqueline either
he seems like a beta bitch pussy faggot so there's no need to put any effort into our companionship
his chemistry skill may come in handy but it's not so urgent and he looks too law abiding to do shit like explosives and poisons without a lot of pressure on our side (considering how he got grounded there, he probably won't oblige if you will just ask him kindly anyway) but maybe he's just like us and just pretending to be retarded while scheming insane and convoluted plans in panic

btw my first post on /qst/ do fags here really use upper case letters and commas? like the op even uses the ; shit lmao. i though that only redditors do shit like that
i hope i am not disrupting this faggy atmosphere too much
those gay quests seem fun and i have nothing better to do

>>5590981
>Study topics of interest in the library, and search for information about the history of the school.

>>5590981
>Fitness, Cooking, Sewing.

I'm not convinced about communication. The girl didn't seem to believe it herself.

>Hang out with Jacqueline, exchange stories, practice your femsonas, and maybe paint each other's nails.
>Study topics of interest in the library, and search for information about the history of the school.

Do both? We can invite him to the library to hang out. Also try and find a map of the surrounding area, we'll need it if we are gonna escape.

Take note of what chemicals are in the cleaning supplies in the janitor's closet.

Make an extra meal in cooking class to buy off our bullies, if we don't have time to do it during class and make an extra one for our self then do it when we volunteer to stay after class to help clean up. Steal some knives.

Discuss with Jacqueline about how we were kidnapped essentially and how weird and violating this place feels with mandatory HRT and stuff and despite them preaching feminism they are essentially acting without our consent and controlling our bodies, ask him what he thinks.

>>5591166
Jacqueline is useful for his chemistry knowledge and for being one of the only non hostile students we've met. We won't know what he is willing to do without asking him, if nothing else he could teach us stuff. He was willing to make drugs under coercion, so he isn't a super strong willed guy who will snitch on any wrongdoing automatically.

Of course we use upper case letters and commas, unless you are child then any reasonable netizen would expect someone to use at least passably legible spelling and grammar. It makes posts annoying to read otherwise if you don't. This goes double for a QM who is writing a story, which you would expect to be well written and easily comprehensible.

Im not reading any of this

I vote to smell the womans feet

Jacqueline's pronouns are she/her.

>>5591279
Oh, she's actually transitioning? Huh, I just thought she was just taking the pill because there was no immediate harm in taking one.

Find a rope and a sturdy beam and join the 41%
>>5591279
No one gives a fuck, your quest is cancer and so are you

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>He was willing to make drugs under coercion, so he isn't a super strong willed guy who will snitch on any wrongdoing automatically.
I am afraid that he will after the traumatic experience of being sent here. Well, not so traumatic. Seems like he's blending in nicely but he's probably smart and scared enough to pay attention to the laws from now on
>Jacqueline is one of the only non hostile students we've met
Yeah, forgot that everyone else is either a tard just like bio-fems or a criminal like the bald guy
There were some people who got HLTCs but they are probably not as helpful as the Jacqueline
On the other hand trying to get into relations with gangs may transfer you to the skydaddy
We should cling to Jackie, he could probably help us with grades and is generally pretty timid
Researching the library with somebody else should be faster too
>Oh, she's actually transitioning? Huh, I just thought she was just taking the pill because there was no immediate harm in taking one.
LMFAO "SHE"!!!!1!11
>Also try and find a map of the surrounding area, we'll need it if we are gonna escape.
rollin' for OP to draw a full blown scheme of a Swiss school in MS paint so we can argue where to plant bees and hide AR15s

>Of course we use upper case letters and commas, unless you are child then any reasonable netizen would expect someone to use at least passably legible spelling and grammar. It makes posts an
noying to read otherwise if you don't. This goes double for a QM who is writing a story, which you would expect to be well written and easily comprehensible.
fucking nerds

Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>5591336
>rollin' for OP to draw a full blown scheme of a Swiss school in MS paint so we can argue where to plant bees and hide AR15s

>>5591347
The dice have spoken, get on it OP.

>>5586645
I had this plot idea 7 years ago. How in the hell did you read the akashic records and stole it from me?

>>5591349
I can't draw the map... It's a maze with moving corridors and stairs. I would not do it justice if I attempted to draw it.

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>>5592104
stop whining
there's a russian autismo that made a blueprint of spongebob's house with no prior experience whatsoever (took him only 70 hours)
take hogwarts maps as a reference point

>>5592111
All right. I'm posting the update in 3 hours, and the map in 12 hours.

>>5592180
No need to hurry with the map, you can bring it up at any moment of the quest instead of dropping it on schedule
Technically all schools require evacuation plan but this one violates so much shit i bet they have disabled the fire alarm system too. There are probably no maps hanging around
Huh it'd be fun to try out arson

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You and Jacqueline wander through the labyrinthine corridors of the school, marveling at the sheer size of the building. You turn corner after corner, passing by various classrooms and facilities, each seemingly more obscure than the last. The fluorescent lighting casts an eerie glow on the pale walls, creating a foreboding atmosphere.

Despite your efforts to navigate your way to the library, you find yourselves getting lost. You pass by a group of four students, all dressed in black, who seem to be in deep discussion, but they stop talking as soon as they catch sight of you. Eventually, you manage to find a sign that points towards the library, and you follow it eagerly.

As you walk, you come across an elevator that catches your attention. When examining it, you noice that it requires a card to access, which only adds to the sense of mystery and intrigue. You and Jacqueline exchange a puzzled look, wondering what could be behind those doors and why it's so heavily guarded. You make a mental note to try and find out more about it, determined to uncover all the secrets of this strange school. The sheer size of the building is overwhelming, and you can't believe that you haven't explored every nook and cranny of the place yet.

After sometime, you finally arrive at the library, and are taken aback by its appearance. The room looks more like an austere military bunker than a place of learning, with metal sheets lining the walls and rows upon rows of books and scrolls stacked neatly on shelves. You glance over at Jacqueline, but she seems equally stunned and doesn't say a word. The librarian is a middle-aged woman with short, curly hair and round glasses perched on the bridge of her nose.

You walk down one of the aisles, immersing yourself in the oppressive atmosphere. It's clear that talking is not allowed here, and you feel some fear at the thought of being scolded by the librarian-- you know punishment for breaking the rules is severe. You and your girlfriend exchange a few cautious glances, but you both know that you'll have to wait until you're outside the library to chat freely. You take a deep breath and continue your exploration, a bit impressed by the vast knowledge contained within the walls of this imposing room.

While Jacqueline peruses the science section, you come across a commercial pamphlet detailing the history of the school. To your shock, you learn that the school was originally a secret CIA facility for the study of behavior modification, used to alter the behavior of spies, dissidents, and whistle blowers. The project was supervised by Sidney Gottlieb, a notorious figure in the history of the CIA's MK-Ultra program.

As the Cold War came to an end in 1991, the project became obsolete and the facility was abandoned. However, it was eventually purchased by a group of private venture capitalists who repurposed it for the rehabilitation of violent criminals. The school boasts a success rate of 100%, and many of its alumni have gone on to become affluent members of society. Is this the reason behind the strange behaviors you've observed so far?

While reading, your eyes widen in shock at the various techniques that the school had experimented with over the years. Conversion therapy, lobotomy, electroshocks , brainwashing, LSD -- all of them are listed in clinical terms, as if they were nothing more than medical procedures. You can feel the blood draining from your face as you grasp just how unethical and terrifying these methods are.

After you finish reading, you notice something strange -- with a red pencil, someone has struck out the "100%" success rate line and wrote, "My friend Candy became president of the United States, but I'm still stuck here working as a janitor." President of the United States?! You wonder who could have written this and what their story might be. But more than anything, you wonder which president the note is referring to. This fact could potentially be a huge scandal.

A sense of terror comes slowly creeping over you. If this is what the school was willing to experiment with in the past, what other horrors might they be subjecting their students to now? You shudder to think about the reeducation room and wonder what kind of techniques they might be using in there. You definitely have to find that fat student. It's all too much to bear...

Time is flying by fast. It's getting late and, unfortunately, you need to head back to your dorm room. Your mind races with thoughts of the two delinquents you'll be spending the night with. With a shiver, you remember their rough demeanor. You try to shake off the fear that's building inside of you, but it's difficult. The pamphlet you read earlier about the school's history and its experimental techniques still weighs heavily on your mind, making it hard to calm down. As you step out of the library and into the dimly lit corridor, you try to mentally prepare yourself for the long night ahead.

(Roll 1d100)
>Lie in bed silently and hope that the delinquents don't disturb you during the night.
>Exchange your energy bars with the bald student in exchange for protection.
>Beg the African student for his protection; maybe he's not as bad as the baldie.
>Lie in bed silently and plot a way to attack the delinquents while they sleep. [Difficult]
>Avoid the dorm altogether and attempt to find a hiding place for the night. [Difficult]

Rolled 64 (1d100)

>Lie in bed silently and plot a way to attack the delinquents while they sleep. [Difficult]

Rage cage.

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>Time is flying by fast. It's getting late and, unfortunately, you need to head back to your dorm room
Aren't we supposed to have one more class after fitness? Or we haven't enlisted yet?
Anyway we have promised to help with cleaning up the sex-ed room after our last lesson (whichever one it is)
>5592263
>rolls
>Exchange your energy bars with the bald student in exchange for protection.
seems like the easiest way out but we may want to haul those bars for something more important. School is basically starving the delinquents maybe we can hire them to do stuff or something like that i don't know how this works i am socially retarded
>Avoid the dorm altogether and attempt to find a hiding place for the night
seems safe enough too try out
We'll explore school and avoid our neighbors at the same time
we probably won't get any sleep that way though
Security shouldn't be all that tough, we haven't spotted anybody besides the four guys in black and the fattso was abducted by female teachers and not some specific personnel
The guards must be somewhere there. I doubt that we are the only ones not planning to sleep this night and i doubt that there are no precautions made
Do they rollcall students before bedtime? Is there even a strict bedtime? When it starts? What are the rules?
Oh and where do we keep our personal belongings? Lockers? Somewhere inside of our dorm? By personal belongings i mean clothing and class related items like books and pens
As much as i like this option i don't know how the fuck this is place organized and how likely we are going to be busted
btw are there any surveillance cameras?
>Lie in bed silently and plot a way to attack the delinquents while they sleep. [Difficult]
And how the fuck are we going to get rid of the corpses? We will probably need to run away from our dorm just like in the option above but with the consequences of committing a murder
Without killing anybody we can at least pretend to be a retard with topographical cretinism or lie and say that you have run away because your neighbors threw you out (or something like that i don't know, i am socially retarded, after all) if we will kill somebody we will probably get an express ticket to detention and maybe even a date with that fat guy
but all of that will happen only when we are going to get caught
and we will get caught without a plan.

>>5592328
>Aren't we supposed to have one more class after fitness? Or we haven't enlisted yet?
I don't describe everything that happens in a day. The cleaning up was uneventful so I skipped it.

>Do they rollcall students before bedtime? Is there even a strict bedtime? When it starts? What are the rules?
You don't know if there's a roll call. You were told it's bed time, lights off at 10 PM.

>Oh and where do we keep our personal belongings? Lockers?
Yes. There are lockers near the dressing room.

>BTW are there any surveillance cameras?
You have spotted a few.

>>5592263
>>Avoid the dorm altogether and attempt to find a hiding place for the night. [Difficult]
We aren't ready to show how fight (in)capable we are just yet. Janitorial closets may work.
>Goal: Get rid of roommates.
We need a way to actually get rid of them, and if that does include killing them, figuring out how not to get it pinned on us...
Also, fucking spook shit. Of course.
Sad and weird to see James has apparently been dosing the kool-aid. At this point it might actually be something in the fucking water.

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>I don't describe everything that happens in a day. The cleaning up was uneventful so I skipped it.
damn no sex toys were found?
We should steal some chalk
if it's an actual edible chalk then it can be heated and used to do some loud noises. if it's not then you still can write racial slurs with it
oh fuck i remember how i used to make those noise emitting origami thingies that make loud BAM when you move your hand swiftly
maybe we can come up with some practical use cases
>You don't know if there's a roll call. You were told it's bed time, lights off at 10 PM.
10 PM... How much time do we have left?
>You have spotted a few cameras
not very helpful OP. Where are they?
Most important places are: cafeteria, dorm entrances, classes, bathroom entrances
are there any just randomly hanging out in the corridors?
>There are lockers near the dressing room.
If this place isn't densely populated that means free shit
there are no cameras around right?

since we don't know about rollcalls and have a few bars to spare i'll roll with
>Exchange your energy bars with the bald student in exchange for protection.

>Goal: Get rid of roommates
You mean acquire a private room or normal neighbors?
OP do bio-fems have separate dorms?
I guess everyone who got HLTC will suffice as a neighbor
Administration probably has some retarded reasons to place fags like our character among violent niggers
our neighbors don't look all that bad (should i remind you about my social retardism?)
The nigger guy haven't said anything threatening and the bald one will probably chill after getting a snickers
We can try obtain a deluxe VIP apartment by pretending to be sick and getting into isolation room or at least a public hospital. Patients shouldn't be too dangerous
I have no idea how to switch our neighbors to more pleasant ones or move out to isolated room permanently though
And killing our neighbors... No idea where to hide corpses. We can try to poison them with Jackie's knowledge later on. Ideally with some contrabanded alcoholic beverage

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>>5591347
>>5591349
>>5592111
>rollin' for OP to draw a full blown scheme of a Swiss school in MS paint
Here is the rough map that you have hastily sketched in your school notebook while wandering around. It's not the most accurate representation of the school's layout, and might contain mistakes.

>10 PM... How much time do we have left?
5 minutes!!!

>not very helpful OP. Where are they?
Roll 1d100 to determine how reliably you can remember this information. The higher the roll, the more information I'll provide.
How to roll dice: "dice+1d100" without the quotes in the options field.

>OP do bio-fems have separate dorms?
Yes, see map.

>>5592509
I'll admit that goal was maybe overly specific. We need the situation resolved, not necessarily by getting rid of them. Pacifying them is an option, at least in theory, but all the other outcomes you've laid out I would be happy with.
Cinic is a good idea, but they're bound to take blood samples and stuff, and unless the HRT pills are a red herring and the stuff's actually in the food (maybe dosing the pills with a substance that would show up on a scan. I'm fairly certain that's a thing, but I can't remember the exact terms, and whether it was a benign isotope or some bio-luminescent compound). Point is, the lack of HRT or whatever's in the pills would show, be it in the blood scan or someplace else, and then we'd be in a world of shit with no way to bullshit our way out. Not a fan of that, not until we can get a look at the infirmary and get some info on what test would be run on us if any.

>>5592263
>Exchange your energy bars with the bald student in exchange for protection.

Bit busy at the moment, so my participation with be scarce today, maybe the next two days as well.

Rolled 50 (1d100)

>Cinic is a good idea, but they're bound to take blood samples and stuff
>Point is, the lack of HRT or whatever's in the pills would show, be it in the blood scan or someplace else
they usually don't draw blood from a sick person
and they probably won't arrange any scans in the beginning
If you will chew on some graphite from your pencil your body temperature will raise high enough to be classified as ill. You can't do that often though, you will spit out your organs and die or something like that.
>Bit busy at the moment, so my participation with be scarce today, maybe the next two days as well.
nobody gives a fuck bruh
>Roll 1d100 to determine how reliably you can remember this information. The higher the roll, the more information I'll provide.
OP why are you like that? why can't our character be blessed with omniscience provided by anonymous gods?
nice map btw
>elevator
We don't have any goals yet
"stay alive" is good enough for the first day but we need to progress somewhere (that's not some fucking moe shit right?)
saying that there's a mysterious elevator is kinda cheap and fishy but whatever
we'll need an ID card. all personnel has it or only the "headmistress"?
i will add "rob the staff room" and "find director's office" to my list
seems like we are going to bribe the bald guy tonight

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>Exchange your energy bars with the bald student in exchange for protection.
>Diplomacy: 64 [Success]

>Where are the cameras?
>Memoryl: 50 [Mild Succcess]

In the next turns, if you forget to roll, it will be treated as a critical fail. For this time, I went with >>5592267.

You quickly make your way out of the library, and return to your dormitory. As you walk across the campus, you begin to worry about the security cameras. You remember seeing several of them positioned in various locations, such as the elevator, the library, and outside the canteen. Regrettably, you didn't pay much attention to their placement at the time, and now you're unsure if they are strategically placed throughout the corridors or not. Your fear is that if you try to hide somewhere on campus at night, the cameras might catch you and the teachers will find out.

When you round the last corner, your heart sinks when you see the two delinquents standing outside your room. You had known they would be there, but you still held onto a glimmer of hope that they would have, somehow, disappeared. After some contemplation, you decide to offer your two energy bars to the bald student in exchange for protection.

"You're lucky I'm in a good mood today," he says, his eyes fixed on your two energy bars. "I could easily beat you up and take them."

You don't hesitate to strike a deal. "I'll give you both of them if you promise to protect me for the night."

The African student speaks up, "What if someone else offers us more later on?"

The bald student chuckles. "Then we'll protect them instead. But for now, we'll take what we can get. By the way, my name is Mikhail." He takes the energy bars, and gives one to Abdi.

"And I'm Abdi," says the African student, as he takes a bite of the energy bar.

They both seem to be starving and devour the energy bars quickly. Mikhail even licks the wrapper for any remaining crumbs. Then, he looks up at you and grins. "But don't get me wrong," he says, his eyes trailing up and down your body. "I still find you very attractive. My earlier offer still stands, if you change your mind." He lets out a low whistle and adds, "I mean, look at you. You're like a snack yourself."

You feel uncomfortable with his remark and shift your weight from one foot to the other. You had hoped he wouldn't say something like that. His lines are distasteful, and calling you a "snack" is especially repulsive. Abdi notices your unease and speaks up. "Ignore him," he says, with a reassuring smile. "Mikhail can be a bit too forward sometimes." You nod, grateful for his intervention. Mikhail, however, doesn't seem deterred. "There are few girls in Russia as attractive as you," he continues, "and that neck of yours is so tantalizing. I could spend hours just kissing it."

You take a step back, hoping to put some distance between yourself and this perverted thug. You can't help but wonder why he finds you so appealing. Your friend Jacqueline is much prettier than you, with a more feminine and slender figure. Plus, there are actual biological females at the school, who would certainly fit his standard of attractiveness better than you. Is he purposely seeking out someone who would be less likely to resist his advances?

Abdi, who is noticeably more muscular than Mikhail, steps forward and puts a hand on his shoulder. "Mikhail is just joking around," he says, turning to you. "Don't worry about him." He takes a deep breath and asks, "So, anyway, how did you get those energy bars?"

You hesitate for a moment, unsure if you should reveal the truth. Sharing this information could help build trust between you, however, it could also make you appear vulnerable. You ponder what to do with them. Should you get rid of them somehow? Pacify them so they don't cause trouble? Or maybe try to befriend them and turn them into allies?

>Reveal how you've obtained the energy bars
>Make up a lie
>Refuse to answer

(Roll 1d100)
Who are you going to hang out with, on the next day?
>Hang out with Jacqueline and work on improving your femsonas together.
>Try to befriend Mikhail and spend time with him.
>Try to befriend Abdi and spend time with him.
>Suck up to the biological females, because they hold the most power in the school.

>>5593780
>Reveal where you got the bars
I hate giving up info but we don't have a good lie to deflect and if they walk into yoga they might call our bluff.

>hang with Jacqueline
We need to get a read on jacquline and begin asking theoretical questions on chemical mixing to get started on gassing the school or making nail bombs. I just dont want to go to the girls this soon as they will definitely abuse us like trash. Later maybe but not right now until we got jaq on our side to tell us what chemical to steal for our plans.

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>5593809
+1

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>In the next turns, if you forget to roll, it will be treated as a critical fail. For this time, I went with >>5592267.
could have just made another post where you'd rolled yourself, meanie
>Regrettably, you didn't pay much attention to their placement at the time, and now you're unsure if they are strategically placed throughout the corridors or not.
the budget is tight so i doubt that
>Mikhail
I'll call him Gregoriy from now on
>Reveal how you've obtained the energy bars
why lie?
>rolls for social interactions
i am a retard at that kind of stuff
i bet that Gregoriy and bio-fems are fucked up and trying to repair and use them is pointless
>hang with Jacqueline

Rolled 57 (1d100)

>>5593780
>>Reveal how you've obtained the energy bars
>Hang out with Jacqueline and work on improving your femsonas together.
>In the next turns, if you forget to roll, it will be treated as a critical fail.
Or just roll it yourself? What difference does it make?

>>5592263
Shit man I think this was the first time I read something that inspired true fear and disgust for the MC. All alone, surrounded by enemies, and with a lot of things that can go wrong. Hopefully the deviants are a bit complacent and lax on security so we can build up our plans before they chop off our dick or make us commit suicide with a bullet to the back of our head.

Rolled 32 (1d100)

Rolling for Abdi.

>>5593872
>could have just made another post where you'd rolled yourself
Oh, yes. I didn't think of that.

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The night was uneventful, with only the occasional rustle of blankets or snore breaking the silence. But at one point, you heard the sound of someone getting out of bed, causing you to freeze under your blanket in fear. You remained perfectly still, waiting for something to happen, but after a few minutes of tense silence, nothing did. Eventually, your fear subsided, and you managed to drift off to sleep once again.

The next morning, the corridors are crowded with students standing in groups and talking in hushed tones. Something must have happened. You approach a group of students, and they inform you that a student had been murdered and cannibalized the previous night.

As you make your way to class, you overhear more students talking about the incident, and each conversation is more disturbing than the last. You can't help but wonder who could commit such a heinous act. To your surprise, you soon learn that the culprit is Abdi, your own roommate, who snuck out of bed during the night. The security team escorts him away, dressed in tactical SWAT gear.

You run into Jacqueline in the hallway, both of you looking equally disturbed by the news of the cannibalized student. "I can't believe it was Abdi," Jacqueline says, her voice trembling. "You must have felt so scared."

You nod, still trying to wrap your head around the gruesome details. "I know. I heard him leave our room last night, but I never would have guessed he was capable of something like this."

Jacqueline shakes her head. "Did you see those women in tactical gear? I had no idea the school had that kind of security."

You remember the glimpse you caught of the security team earlier. "Yeah, they looked pretty intense. I guess we shouldn't underestimate the security here." You both continue down the hall, deep in thought about the horrific events that had taken place.

As the morning classes drone on, you can't help but look forward to the break at 10 am. You're eager to speak more with Jacqueline and learn from her expertise. As the time approaches, you feel your heart racing with anticipation. Finally, the bell rings, and you quickly make your way to where Jacqueline is sitting.

"Hey Jaq," you say as you approach her. "Can I ask you something? How would you mix chemicals to make a gas that could knock out people in a room?"

"Are you serious? You can't be considering gassing the school, that's crazy! And what about the innocent people who could get hurt?" Jacqueline responds, shocked by your question.

"I don't want to be a victim of abuse any longer. It's time I take action before it's too late," you explain, your voice tinged with a hint of desperation. "From the moment I arrived here, I've been constantly bullied and harassed, and I don't think I can bear it anymore."

Jacqueline takes a deep breath before admitting, "I knew you were up to no good. I thought about telling on you for merit points, but I decided not to because I believe you'll accomplish big things one day. I've noticed you didn't swallow the HRT pills like the rest of us, and I think you'll become one of the strongest students in the school. If anything, your resilience is truly admirable. You know, I've always been observant and psychologically attuned to people's strengths and weaknesses, and I see great potential in you."

You can't help but feel a twinge of annoyance at her confidence. "Isn't it risky to reveal your thought process like that?" you ask, trying to keep the irritation out of your voice.

Jacqueline chuckles lightly and responds, "Oh, darling, I understand that my methods may not be conventional, but I believe that my mind is my strongest asset. I've spent all my free time studying and analyzing the inner workings of this school and its students. I think that by being strategic, I can use my knowledge to my advantage." Her words reveal a depth of intelligence and cunning that you hadn't seen before.

After your conversation, Jacqueline invites you to the bathroom to do each other's makeup. She instructs you to start at the base of the lashes and wiggle the brush upward for maximum effect. You follow her guidance, feeling a sense of closeness and trust as you work on her makeup together. As she returns the favor and applies your eyeliner, you feel grateful for this newfound connection and the chance to bond over something as intimate as applying makeup.

At lunchtime, just before the meal, Ms. Müller makes an announcement to the entire school. "I am proud to announce that three of our students have shown exceptional skill in playing their femsonas, and as such, will be allowed to partake in the same meal as our biological girls. First, Angelina Zhang."


As Angelina makes her way to the front of the crowd, you can't help but admire her beauty and feminine grace. It's hard to believe that she's actually a crossdressing student -- she's so convincing that you had never suspected it before.

Ms. Müller continues her speech, "Second, Jacqueline Bridges, who has shown incredible talent and dedication to her femsona. And lastly, Aki Nakamura, whose skill in portraying a feminine identity is truly remarkable. I want to remind all students that our crossdressing program is designed to encourage self-expression and diversity, and we should all be proud of our students who are exploring their identities in such a positive way."

After Ms. Müller finishes announcing your name, the room suddenly goes silent, and all eyes turn towards you. You feel a deep blush creeping up your face as you try to hide your face. Just as you begin to relax, thinking the attention has shifted away, a group of boys at the back of the room start to whistle and hoot. Their crude comments and suggestive gestures make you feel exposed and vulnerable.

You make your way to your table for lunch with a steaming bowl of donburi in your hands, and catch sight of the fat student in the corner of the room. He had been sent to the reeducation room, and you can't help but feel curious about him. When you approach him, you see that he's staring blankly ahead of him, as if he's not aware of his surroundings. You call out to him, but there's no response. It's as if he's under some sort of spell. You wonder what could have happened to him to cause such a drastic change in his behavior.

Donburi is a bowl of rice topped with meat, vegetables, and other ingredients.

What's your plan for the rest of the day? [Pick 2]
>Explore the school more, and locate all security cameras.
>Search for the janitor who left the note in the pamphlet.
>Expand the membership of your cleaning club by recruiting more people.
>Get closer to Jacqueline.
>Get closer to Mikhail.
>Introduce yourself to Angelina Zhang.

>>5594833
Well damn we really dodged a death scenario with Audi. Also Jacqueline you scary and thanks for the praise about our potential. Is the school trying to paint a target on the three top crossdressers? Why else would they announce that?

>explore the school more to note down cameras and any important points of interest
>introduce yourself to Angelina
Trying to find the janitor is a waste of time when he probably is gone for years and we need to see if we can trust Angelina to join our club

>>5594833
>Explore the school more, and locate all security cameras.
>Introduce yourself to Angelina Zhang.

>a student had been murdered and cannibalized
that's a pretty clever way to get rid of the body
dunno what he did with the unedible parts
>To your surprise, you soon learn that the culprit is Abdi, your own roommate
what an unexpected turn of events
i thought that he was just a gang-member but it seems like he's really a tribesman
>I guess we shouldn't underestimate the security here
we should
it couldn't manage to trace the students movement on time
so it's (was) possible to sneak out at night
maybe not anymore
btw was the security armed?
>you feel grateful for this newfound connection and the chance to bond over something as intimate as applying makeup.
omg nigga u gay
>but I believe that my mind is my strongest asset. I've spent all my free time studying and analyzing the inner workings of this school and its students. I think that by being strategic, I can use my knowledge to my advantage
woohoo! Jackie is on our side!
it's still unclear if he will he help us with gassing others tho
>Search for the janitor who left the note in the pamphlet.
OOOOOOOH! THAT GUY! Yeah i remember him
i have no idea how to contact him atm
having ties with somebody on the inside would have been invaluable
but how can we find and approach him?
>Trying to find the janitor is a waste of time
nah, i doubt that OP is smart enough to give us bad options
maybe we can try to look up for our potential jannie while noting the cameras
>Introduce yourself to Angelina Zhang
while we're at it
why not?
>Explore the school more, and locate all security cameras.
>Introduce yourself to Angelina Zhang.
seems like we are rollin with that

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>>5595619
>btw was the security armed?
Yes. They are armed with machine pistols.

>>5595956
you meant machine guns?

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>>5595964
A machine pistol, like this picture.

>>5595964
oh yeah sorry im not american so im bad at those things

>>5595965
While it has a small clip and high recoil, it can still tear us apart so we need pre-placed explosives or learn how to cook our bombs and bounce then off walls to kill the security forces.

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You make your way to your Women's Studies class and decide to sit next to Angelina Zhang. As you setting into your seat, you can't help but notice how feminine and graceful she is. Her sweet fragrance fills your senses and you're impressed by how well put together she looks.

"Hi. My name is Aki Nakamura. It's nice to meet you," you say, trying to sound as friendly as possible.

Angelina turns to you and smiles, "Hello! My name is Angelina Zhang. It's lovely to meet you too."

You both take a moment to study each other. You notice that her makeup is flawlessly applied and she's dressed in a feminine and stylish outfit. You can't help but feel a little intimidated by her beauty and grace.

The teacher walks in. She's a middle-aged woman, with short hair and glasses, dressed in a pantsuit that exudes professionalism. She begins to speak, her voice confident and clear.

"Good morning, class. My name is Ms Johnson, and I'll be your Women's Studies professor for this semester. Today, we're going to be discussing women's suffrage, a topic that has been the cornerstone of the women's rights movement for over a century. The right to vote, along with the right to own property and to receive an education, are some of the key areas where women have fought for equality throughout history."

She continues, outlining the early history of the women's suffrage movement. "The fight for women's suffrage began in the mid-19th century, with the Seneca Falls Convention in 1848. This was the first women's rights convention held in the United States, and it was a pivotal moment in the history of the movement. From there, women continued to push for suffrage, facing opposition and ridicule from many quarters. But despite the challenges, they persevered, and in 1920, the 19th Amendment was ratified, granting women the right to vote."

Angelina turns to you and whispers, "I think it's amazing how women fought for their right to vote. It's important for us to remember their struggles and continue to push for gender equality."

You nod in agreement. Then, you take a deep breath and ask, "So, what do you think about the school so far? If you had friends to support you, how would you change it?"

Angelina smiles and tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. "Well, I think there's a lot of room for improvement. For starters, I would love to see more acceptance and diversity in the student body. It would be great if we could all embrace our unique qualities and learn from one another," she replies. "I mean, look around the room. Most of the students here look like cookie-cutter delinquents. It's like they haven't even tried to embrace their own unique femsona."

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You take a moment to study the other students in the classroom, and she's right. Everyone seems to be trying to fit into a certain mold, rather than celebrating their own individuality. "That's a great idea. I think this class has helped me become more aware of these issues," you add. You're not sure if you're entirely convinced about the course subject, but you appreciate the conversation nonetheless. If anything, it's a great way to break the ice and find common ground with Angelina.

Angelina looks at you with interest. "What about you? Do you have any ideas for how to make the school a better place?" she asks.

You pause for a moment, considering your answer. "I think starting a cleaning club could be a great way to bring people together and create a sense of community. Plus, it would help keep the school looking its best," you say.

Angelina smiles again. "That's a fantastic idea. Count me in if you need any help getting it off the ground," she says.

You smile and tell Angelina how happy you are that she's willing to join your club. "I'll wait for you at the end of the day, so we can go to the clubroom together," you say.

As the class continues, you can't help but feel concerned about Angelina's well-being, knowing that she is so frail and feminine in a school where delinquency is prevalent. You turn to her and ask, "Has anyone ever bullied you or made you feel unsafe at school?"

Angelina hesitates for a moment before responding. "Well, some of the delinquents have made comments, but I don't think they meant anything by it. I'm used to it, really."

You shake your head. "No one should ever have to feel unsafe at school. That's why we need to make a change. With our cleaning club, we can create a safe and inclusive space for everyone." You think to yourself that you have other... ideas on how to deal with the school, but it's best not to explain everything to a stranger.

Angelina nods in agreement, and you can tell that she's genuinely interested in making a positive change. As you turn to face the front of the classroom, you notice Jaq looking back at you with a hint of annoyance. You realize she expected you to sit next to her and feel a twinge of guilt.

After Women's Studies class, you decide to explore the school and locate all security cameras. In the section you're exploring, past the canteen, the halls are lined with lockers, some of which are dented and graffitied, and the paint is chipping off the walls. As you make your way down the hallway, you notice a couple of surveillance cameras perched on the ceiling, monitoring your every move. You make a mental note of their location.

You turn a corner and come across a door that's slightly ajar. You push it open and find yourself in what seems like an old storage room. The room is filled with old desks, broken chairs, and dusty textbooks. You spot a few cleaning supplies tucked away in the corner, and an old vacuum cleaner that looks like it hasn't been used in years.

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Finally, after what seems like hours of wandering, you fill a second page of your notebook with a map of the corridors. Above the door of an abandoned classroom, someone has written with red paint, "STAY AWAY," and you dare not enter.You're starting to get a sense of the layout of the school, and you feel a small sense of satisfaction. You know that you still have a long way to go before you uncover the secrets of this place, but you're determined to keep going. Despite your thorough exploration, you still haven't found the exit...

>Skip classes; explore the abandoned section of the school during free time, searching for useful items. [Roll 3d100]
>Skip classes; search for a specific item [Type item name] [Roll 1d100] [Difficult]
>Attend classes as usual, and then join Angelina in cleaning duties.
>Attend classes as usual, and then spend some time with Jaq in the library.
>Write-ins always welcome.

>>5595979
>attend classes as usual then spend some time with jacquline in the library and check for any microphones or cameras in the library and inform her angeline is a lost cause

Well fuck angeline drank the kool aid. How did he break down this fast to accept everything without a hint of resistance? Either way we should share Jac what we got and apologize for sidelining her.

>>5595993
Unless she was being evasive under watch we could bring her to a blind spot and get her real opinion. But I won't hold out much hope for angeline

>While it has a small clip and high recoil, it can still tear us apart so we need pre-placed explosives or learn how to cook our bombs and bounce then off walls to kill the security forces.
there are way more methods to kill feds that just basic booby trapping
it also won't be very efficient in "dynamic" situations when we are the ones being attacked
chemistry also gives us poisons and flasbangs/smoke grenades, p useful
It's extremely useful now that i think about it
we could use termitish substances to cut through locked doors (for example that elevator)
We could try and fight them fare and square after stealing their guns
But i think we should avoid direct confrontations as much as possible

Meant to post this before OP dumped the last update

>>5596002
Yeah. If anyone picks a fight with us or we run into a riot guard we would get folded. Right now we are under the radar as long as we attend our classes but its a matter of time before another delinquent attacks us. Also fuck how are we going to bribe our other roommate from attack us tonight again?

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>after Women's Studies class, you decide to explore the school and locate all security cameras
you will make a new map, right?
>vacuum cleaner
those things have electric motors inside, some other components too but they are actually one of the simplest modern appliances that exist
fucking electronic kettles are way more complex
i may be a retard but i know a thing or two about soldering
we can make a... idk a makeshift drill? maybe Jackie would need a blender for his receipts... Nah he can just steal a one from the kitchen
i can't think of anything practical right now but i will note that we have one at our disposal
>Skip classes
Remember that fat guy? I do
and i don't want to end up in his place
>Attend classes as usual, and then spend some time with Jaq in the library.
minimal risk
high chance of a reward
>Well fuck angeline drank the kool aid. How did he break down this fast to accept everything without a hint of resistance? Either way we should share Jac what we got and apologize for sidelining her.
maybe he's just pretending to be retarded and is actually plotting his ass out just like MC
>how are we going to bribe our other roommate from attack us tonight again?
oh yeah we don't have fitness classes everyday
OP haven't said anything about us having lunch today
so can you dear OP pretty fucking please with a sugar on top pretend that our character prepared a piece of his own lunch or breakfast earlier?
or not earlier
we are supposed to have a dinner too
whatever just toss something for him

>>5596048
Angeline could have giving us any hint that she was planning anything. He could say he wanted to suck up to the females, avoiding teacher attention, or anything than saying he wants more diversity in school. Anyone that says they want more diversity is just another brainless sjw and a threat to us.

>>5596048
>OP haven't said anything about us having lunch today
You ate donburi in the previous update. That's enough eating if you want a healthy BMI of 18.

>>5596112
We are starving so much we forgot we had lunch. This is true immersion.

>>5593872
That is something I still can't wrap my head around. If the elites have enough money to buy all these drugs, influence, and victims from across the world, why is the bunker falling apart in some places? They got security, cameras, and a hub network but they can't afford upkeep with abandoned classrooms dotting the place? They should have the money to expand and maintain this place. Are they siphoning funds off these programs, is this place only breaking even, or is something else is going on in the background?

>>5595979
>attend classes as usual then spend some time with jacquline in the library and check for any microphones or cameras in the library and inform her angeline is a lost cause

Cannibal students, swat like enforcement, mandatory pill taking, intentional food control, and propaganda. The deck is stacked against our hero, isn't it?

>>5596238
Yup, constant watches, being starved to lose muscle mass, and slow depletion of our sanity. We might last a good while towing the line but eventually we will cave in if we don't find ways to maintain our ego and hunger level.

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As the final bell rings, you weave your way through the bustling school corridors towards Sexual Education classroom. After a brief search, you spot Jaq waiting for you. You give each other a friendly nod and begin walking together towards the library.

You feel frustrated about Angelina, and want to vent. "I don't know why I bothered sitting next to her in class today," you say. "She's a lost cause. She thinks this school is so great, but she's blind to what's really going on here."

Jaq raises an eyebrow, looking slightly confused. "What do you mean?" she asks.

"I mean, she's too trusting," you reply. "She drank the Kool-Aid. She believes in women's rights. She believes everything the teachers say, without questioning anything."

Jaq listens attentively, but doesn't say anything in response. You continue to walk in silence, lost in your thoughts about the school and its secrets. In fact, you wonder on whose side Jaq actually is. Her lack of opinion on Angelina's ideas leaves you unsure of where she stands. You also wonder if Angelina as optimistic as she seems or if she is hiding her true opinions. Your stomach growls loudly as you realize how hungry you are. You regret giving away your energy bars, as you feel the pangs of hunger intensify.

As you walk through the school's hallways, another question keeps echoing in your mind: why is this place falling apart? The elites who run this school are capable of buying anything and everything they want, from illegal drugs to human victims. So why are there abandoned classrooms dotted around the building, and why is the bunker in such a poor state of repair? It doesn't make sense. Is there something else going on behind the scenes that you are not aware of? The more you think about it, the more it feels like there is a hidden agenda lurking in the shadows.

You and Jaq enter the library and you begin scanning the room for any signs of surveillance. You're relieved to see that there don't appear to be any microphones or cameras in sight. You both start browsing through the bookshelves, hoping to find something interesting. As you continue to search, you notice that Jaq has been engrossed in a book for quite some time. Curious, you walk over to see what she's reading. To your surprise, she's found a book titled "CERN: The Gateway to Other Worlds" and the subject is forbidden scientific experiments. Experiments? Again? This can't be a coincidence, can it?

You whisper to Jaq, "Do you think it's possible that the school is conducting experiments that are forbidden by science?"

Jaq nods in agreement, "It's definitely possible. And the fact that they're so secretive about everything only adds to the suspicion. Maybe they're trying to create some kind of new weapon or technology that they don't want anyone else to know about."

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You furrow your brow, "That could be it. But what if it's something even worse? The book talks about the possibility of other dimensions and parallel universes. What if they're trying to access those, and it's causing all this chaos and strange occurrences?"

Jaq's eyes widen, "That's a terrifying thought. But it could be the case. And we won't know until we find more information."

You feel the weight of paranoia settling in. You start to question why Jaq entertained your theory at all. Was she just humoring you, or did she genuinely believe in the possibility? You realize that you have no tangible information to relate the book to the school, and the propaganda that you've been exposed to has started to take its toll on you. You feel like you're constantly being watched and that there's something bigger at play that you don't fully understand.

It's getting late and you leave, wandering around the dimly lit corridors of the school. You've been searching for something, anything that could give you a clue about what's really going on behind the scenes. As you turn the corner, you almost collide with Angelina, who is standing in front of the Sexual Education classroom. She looks relieved to see you, but also a bit annoyed.

"Where have you been?" she asks, her tone a mix of frustration and concern. "I've been waiting for you here for over three hours."

"Hey, sorry I'm late. I got caught up in something," you say to Angelina as you approach her. Why would she wait for three hours in front of a classroom? No reasonable person would wait that long.

"What happened?," Angelina asks, looking at you with concern.

"I just got lost exploring the school. I found this abandoned section and I lost track of time," you reply, trying to sound convincing.

Angelina's expression softens, and she gives you a small smile. "It's okay. Let's just get started on cleaning up this classroom."

You hesitate for a moment before responding. "We can't. It's already getting late, and we need to be in bed by 10 PM, remember?"

Angelina looks at you with disappointment as you remind her about the curfew. "I know, but I was hoping we could get some extra cleaning done," she says.

Mikhail arrives suddenly, his face twisted in anger as he stormed towards Angelina. His fists are clenched and his jaw is set, radiating an intimidating energy that sends shivers down your spine. Before she could react, he punches the girl in the stomach. Crazy! She doubles over in pain, clutching her abdomen as she struggles to catch her breath. The hallway falls silent, and you are frozen in shock at the sight of Mikhail's violent outburst.

"What the hell, Mikhail? Why did you do that?" you exclaim, horrified.

"Don't you ever speak to my girlfriend again," he hisses at Angelina, his voice dripping with venom. You stand there, frozen, as Mikhail glares at you, as if daring you to say anything.

You stare in shock at Mikhail, who seems to be seething with rage.

Rolled 89 (1d100)

Rolling for Angelina Zhang.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you," Mikhail says, his anger still visible. "I've just been so damn hungry, it's driving me crazy. I even kind of understand Abdi's actions now," he explains, his tone still harsh and menacing. Silence. "Hey, do you have any more of those protein bars?" he asks, his tone slightly softer now. "I've been starving lately and I'll take anything I can get my hands on. Do you have any other snacks or food you can give me?"

As you gaze at Angelina and Mikhail, fear overtakes you. The problem is that you have no food to offer Mikhail, and don't know how to defuse the situation.

Below is a critical. I won't say which actions are difficult. Good luck.

(Roll 1d100)
>Tell Mikhail that you'll wear the lingerie he's picked for you, hoping his anger subsides.
>Tell Mikhail to take Angelina for girlfriend, and leave you alone.
>Stand up for yourself and tell Mikhail that you will not tolerate his violent behavior. Educate him on women's rights. Draw parallels between his behavior and the oppressive tactics used to prevent women from gaining suffrage during the women's suffrage movement.
>Try to make a run for it and escape from Mikhail.
>Write-in

>>5596856
Mikhail will fucking eat us. Or someone else. How did he even find us?
I need time to consider what option to choose or see other anons' thoughts.
But, Christ, this is one of the more unsettling quests I've read. Good job, OtakuHead.

>>5596856
Okay, all caught up.
First off, we really, really need to stop dropping our spaghetti in front of Jacques. The Kool-Aid bit should never have been said out loud. Remember, he's more clever than we are. At this point I wouldn't be surprised if we were both making plans to get rid of the other once we have what we need from them.
Thankfully this situation allows us to alter our wording with little suspicion, making it look like we've given up and are adapting.
But we should never, ever discuss that sort of thing lightly. At least let us vote for it?

As for the current clusterfuck. Fuck.
Standing up is laughable. I mean, seriously? He wouldn't listen, even if he wasn't in his current fucked up state. Since the meals are optimized for a BMI of 18, all of these delinquents can't maintain their extra muscle mass. Bigger muscles require more energy for upkeep, and they've been forced to got without that. I am a bit surprised Abdi snapped so soon. Though we'd have another week.
As for why he's hyperfixated, not sure. I could theorize about how acting a tough protector to a feminine girlfriend is a way for him to not be completely stripped of his masculinity, but it doesn't matter. Do we try and toe another line, keeping him under our control as an enforcer without going too far, or do we get rid of him, and risk dealing with punishment?
First option would probably involve sitting at the cafeteria with him tonight and giving him part or most of our meal. We could just reveal the fitness class trick, but we'd be giving up a leash, though we'd still have our bars to give to him.
For the second option, if Angelina was waiting, she must've brought over the cleaning cart in the meantime. That means chemicals, especially bleach. If the cart isn't there, we'll need to either run and have him follow us near teacher, or reach a supply closet.
Can we see the cart or cleaning supplies in the classroom?

Also, I'm wondering how the roommate situation will evolve. Will we get another roommate or not, and how will they affect the dynamic?

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>>5596048
>you will make a new map, right?
Yes.

>>5596865
>How did he even find us?
Roll 1d100 for intuition if you want a hint. DC of 35, easy.

>>5596896
>But we should never, ever discuss that sort of thing lightly. At least let us vote for it?
Sure. If Aki survives, she will be more wary of what she says around Jaq, unless voted otherwise.

>Can we see the cart or cleaning supplies in the classroom?
The cleaning cart is nowhere to be seen.

Rolled 79 (1d100)

>>5596910

>>5596911
>You feel like you're constantly being watched
The thought creeps into your mind that Mikhail could have been following you all day, but you were too preoccupied with the cameras to notice your surroundings.

>being starved to lose muscle mass
lmao imagine a japanese student with muscles in 2023 haha
>You regret giving away your energy bars, as you feel the pangs of hunger intensify
time to chew on something unedible
wires and coins are p tasty
we can try out some traditional Stalingrad kitchen but that will probably make it even worse
>experiments that are forbidden by science
what's that? voodoo magic? demon incantations?
>You furrow your brow, "That could be it. But what if it's something even worse? The book talks about the possibility of other dimensions and parallel universes. What if they're trying to access those, and it's causing all this chaos and strange occurrences?"
Are you that guy from shroom growing thread on /diy/ ?
>Mikhail's violent outburst
lmao gregoriy is a simp
btw he should be CBTed in that re-education room
we probably should report him ASAP
he's too insane to be a useful ally
btw are we going to be left in our own room? will somebody get transfered to us?
>That means chemicals, especially bleach
what are you planning to do with bleach? chlorine? are there any other use cases?
>but you were too preoccupied with the cameras to notice your surroundings.
too preoccupied with your surroundings to notice who surrounds you? that's dumb

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Here is page 2 of the map, and some information about the school.

The school is a matriarchy that promotes the positive values of feminism, with an emphasis on teaching males to learn feminine values to have more positive interactions with society. These values are reflected in the school's hierarchy, as follows.

1) The founders, whose identity is unknown, but you believe to have connections with government organizations and private venture capitalists.
2) Ms. Müller, the headmistress.
3) The faculty, comprising only of female teachers and security guards.
4) Biological female students, who make up 13% of the student body.
5) The three best-looking crossdressing students.
6) The good crossdressing students, who are a minority and often exhibit more feminine qualities.
7) The bad crossdressing students, who lack effort in their femsonas and tend to be more violent, muscular, and overweight.

>>5596935
>lmao imagine a japanese student with muscles in 2023 haha
Obviously not our case, which is helping us out right now. But the other students are pretty much all deliquents, not necessarily japanese, so they're getting screwed over and getting weaker in the process. Insidious.
>what are you planning to do with bleach? chlorine? are there any other use cases?
Using cleaning chemicals for gas warfare is a possible plan that was raised by another anon. I was going more the kitchen mass poisoning route, maybe via the pills, combined with an armed takeover.


Right now I would have tried to trick him. Say there's stuff in the classroom, give us a second, then call him inside, maybe under pretense of us being oh so weak and defenseless, at which point we'd throw a bucket we would have dumped the bleach bottle in two at his face. But no cart around means we could only do that if we managed to reach a supply closet with enough time to spare before he catches up, which is still unlikely even if he's weakened.

>>5597000
Technically we should run for it, but would they even arrest Mikhail? So far, he's done nothing wrong in the school's eyes. Remember the first female student we talked to, they'd blame us for not acting submissive enough, probably.
"Well he wouldn't have gotten violent if you had been a good girl and given him what he wanted!" something like that.
I appreciate the irony/cognitive dissonance on display here.

>>5596856
>promise Mikhail half of your lunch tomorrow, if accepts and leaves check on angeline if she is okay

Okay fuck the hunger got to him quick. We cant stand up without weapons or pre places equipment. So all we can do is delay him and maybe spread a rumor to him that someone else has a food stash and get him to attack someone else. Also well damn I didnt think the qm would add in my conspiracy theories or the kool aid comment. Not even inside our mind is safe.

Also how do you roll? It's been a while since I got back to qst?

>>5597000
Swat would have gas masks and a separate employee lounge so that would fail

>>5597048
>Also how do you roll? It's been a while since I got back to qst?
How to roll dice: "dice+1d100" without the quotes in the options field.

>>5597054
Thank you otaku

>>5597048
No crit fail

Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>5597056
Either I can't read or I can't roll on mobile. So if it doesn't show up ahh good luck anons as I don't want to get banned from spamming.

>i keep getting lost because all class blocks look the same
MC retard confirmed
can't we use graffities for orientation?
>>5597000
>spoiler
that's rather extreme
and i have idea how can you possibly poison the pills
smuggling arms to delinquents seems feasible enough tho
>Okay fuck the hunger got to him quick. We cant stand up without weapons or pre places equipment
can't we like... gauge his eyes out?

Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>5597158
I don't see it working out so well. He could easily throw us off, and that's if we even have enough guts to actually push our fingers into his eyes as he screams and trashes. That can get pretty visceral.
>>5597052
That idea came before the enforcers were introduced, and besides, gas masks don't work if they're not on. Find a vent shaft into their dorm or break room, and let it huff and puff your problems away!

>promise Mikhail half of your lunch tomorrow, if accepts and leaves check on Angelina if she is okay.
We'll have to try this, and book it with Angelina if it doesn't work. Maybe we can crash in her dorm if that happens? Safety in numbers, assuming her own roommates aren't worse...

>>5597158
Broken ceiling panels, fallen doors, or abandoned desks. We can make our own markers and find a spot to hide out the night since as far as we can tell there are no cameras or patrols at night.

Gauging his eyes would be impossible as we lack muscle and technique compared to mik's fighting experience.

>>5597335
We will need to find the AC units and a vent system map to know where to put those the gas bombs. Hopefully by exploring and marking the tunnels and writing down a personal cypher code we can make a map for the bunker.

Later we should check on Jaq and ask how she is doing with all the harassment and whether she is safe from her roommates too. If she is on the other team, we can at least make her have some guilt if she ever betrays us.

One last thing is we have to check up on Angeline on why she waited so long for cleaning. Seems either she wants someone to vent to or wants to get another read on us in privacy. Or crazy wildcard she wants to rail us.

Rolled 16 (1d100)

>>5596856
>promise Mikhail half of your lunch tomorrow, if accepts and leaves check on angeline if she is okay

>Gauging his eyes would be impossible as we lack muscle and technique compared to mik's fighting experience.
i don't have much experience but i don't think that technique and your physical characteristics really matter
>AC units
it looks like school spends money on everything besides classes
doubt there are any

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>Promise Mikhail half of your lunch tomorrow, if accepts and leaves check on Angeline if she is okay
>Custom action, does not require the die roll.
>Angelina's roll: 89. She is able to withstand the punch without any injury.

You take a deep breath and try to come up with a solution to make Mikhail leave you alone. Finally, you make a decision and turn to him, "Mikhail, listen, I promise to give you half of my lunch tomorrow if you leave me alone for the rest of the evening."

Mikhail looks at you with a grin, "Hmm, that's a tempting offer. But why should I believe you?"

You sigh, "I swear, I'll keep my promise. Just please, give me some space."

Mikhail seems to ponder for a moment before nodding, "Fine, half of your lunch tomorrow. But if you don't keep your promise, I won't be so kind next time."

You nod in relief, grateful that he has finally backed off. You ponder whether or not to report him to the teachers. After he leaves, you rush over to Angelina to make sure she's okay. "Are you alright, Angeline?" you ask.

She nods, looking shaken but unhurt. "Who was that crazy guy?" she asks.

"His name is Mikhail and he's been bothering me for a while. Don't worry, I'll handle him," you assure her.

"Are you going to be okay with only half a meal tomorrow?"

You force a smile and say, "I'll figure something out. By the way, sorry it took me so long to get here. Why did you wait for so long?" you ask.

"I figured you'd show up eventually," she responds. The girl looks a bit in shock and it doesn't seem she wants to talk much.

You make your way back to the dorms, feeling exhausted after the long day. As you push open the door, the dim light from the hallway illuminates the room just enough to see Mikhail lying on his bed, snoring loudly. You let out a sigh of relief that he's not awake to cause any trouble.

As you tiptoe over to your own bed, you can't help but wonder what tomorrow will bring. Will Mikhail continue to bully you? You shake your head, knowing that it's best not to dwell on it for now. You slip under the covers and close your eyes, letting the events of the day fade away as sleep slowly takes over.

The night passes uneventfully, with only the occasional sound of your roommate's snoring interrupting the silence. By morning, you feel rested and somewhat ready to face whatever challenges the new day may bring.

What will you do before class? [Pick 2]
>Work on your makeup to climb the matriarchy's ranks
>Check on Jaq and ask how she is doing with all the harassment
>Reach out to Angeline, and ask if you can crash in her dorm tonight
>Study the school's AC and vent system
>Report Mikhail's harassment to the teachers
>Seek guidance from a bio-fem student on how to handle situations like Mikhail's harassment
>Spread the rumor about a random student having a food stash
>Find a rope and a sturdy beam

>>5597571
>Check on Jaq and ask how she is doing with all the harassment
If we are having this much trouble, then hopefully we can give Jaqueline some morale support even if we can't help her either. Also we can start trying to repair our speech mistake yesterday. Plus, we could see if she dealt with her roommates or get some tips on how she is handling all the pressure.

>Check on Angeline to make sure she is okay or help tend to her bruise.
In character we do not know if Angeline is fine as we never been in a fight to know what punches you can walk off. Also, we should not ask to crash in her dorm considering we are still a stranger to her. Out of character this is a chance to see how she deals with her roommates. If nothing else the walk to and from both students' dorms can help calm our nerves as we prepare to give up half our lunch.

Also Otaku no roll? Was the food choice an auto pass to get a hungry Mikhail to back off for the day?

>>5597600
>Also Otaku no roll? Was the food choice an auto pass to get a hungry Mikhail to back off for the day?
Yes, it was an auto pass, because any starved person would accept such a good deal.

>>5597571
>Check on Jaq and ask how she is doing with all the harassment
>Check on Angeline to make sure she is okay or help tend to her bruise.

>Check on Jaq and ask how she is doing with all the harassment
>Check on Angeline to make sure she is okay or help tend to her bruise
fags here type + but i will multiply by 7

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Am I the only one who feels kind of hopeless for the protag? Do we have a reason to believe that all the info we get from library is genuine, and not just a false bread crumb? Hell, I wouldn't be surprised if it's all just for powers that be to have cunning and willing to be a threat students to self-identity...

Also in light of that way of reasoning, aren't we three "put in the spotlight" on purpose to have other students kill us/bully us into desperation to make us more likely to make mistakes and get 'legally' detained? Is Angeline also plotting, but is smart enough not to trust others?

I dunno, I really struggle to see an ending that ends with us not singing to the tune we are being played by the school...

>>5599128
The only reason I think we even have a chance is the disrepair state of the bunker, us having Jacqueline with her chemistry knowledge, and the fact that we aren't a real delinquent and have the patience and flying under the radar of the system to plan. In all likelihood we will fail but we can at the very least choose how to go out, or save our resources to give the next victim a better chance to get out and avenge our identity. At the very least we can find out some secrets or gas the bunker before we get shot.

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Before class, you walk down the hall to Jaq's room. As you approach, a tall and lean delinquent opens the door and says, "Ms. Bridges, you have a visitor." He stands by the door, hands held together in front of him, and somehow, his posture reminds you of a butler.

Jaq greets you warmly and invites you in. "How are you holding up with all the harassment?" you ask, concerned.

To your surprise, Jaq responds with a smile, "Oh, I haven't experienced any harassment. As an elite crossdresser, I'm actually quite well-respected around here." You feel a twinge of jealousy at her apparent ease in this environment. But you push the feeling aside and focus on the positive - at least one of you is not suffering from the bullying.

Jaq grins mischievously as she adds, "I mean, I don't want to brag or anything, but I do embody my femsona quite well. But don't worry, I won't let it get to my head."

The delinquent asks you, "Miss, may I give you a shoulder rub to relieve any tension you may have?"

"No, thanks. I'll be fine."

You can hardly believe how well-behaved and well-spoken he is. None of the other masculine delinquents in the school have been quite as polite as him.

After the strange encounter, you make your way to Angelina's room. After you open the door, you see that she is sharing the room with two other feminine crossdressers. They are chatting and laughing, but the atmosphere turns serious as they notice your presence.

You ask Angelina how she's doing after getting punched, and she assures you that she's alright and not even bruised. You breathe a sigh of relief, but still feel angry about what happened.

The other two crossdressers chime in, "We're so tired of the delinquents. They think they can just bully whoever they want." One of them, who's wearing a pink dress, adds, "It's not fair. We all have to be in this school together, and all they want is to make our lives miserable."

Afterward, you make your way to the Communication class. You see a middle-aged woman standing at the front of the room. She has short, red hair and wears rather formal clothes.

"Good morning, class," she greets you all. "Welcome to Communication. I'm Professor Bianchi and I'll be your guide throughout this course." Her voice is clear and confident.

"Today, we'll be covering the most important lesson of this course - non-threatening body language and listening skills. The ability to listen effectively is the most important life skill one can have." She pauses for a moment, scanning the room and making eye contact with each student.

"We'll be exploring how to use body language to convey openness and warmth, as well as how to actively listen to others. These skills can be used in a variety of crucial situations, such as job interviews, interpersonal relationships, and even public speaking." She smiles, "By the end of this class, you'll be able to read body language better and improve your communication skills significantly."

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The class goes on, and you find it rather interesting. Maybe this knowledge will be useful.

At 10:30 AM, the intercom crackles to life, and a stern voice instructs everyone to make their way to the Meeting Room immediately. You go, as instructed.

"Good morning, everyone! Today, we're going to take a break from our usual routine and go for a walk in the forest. It'll be a great opportunity to get some exercise and fresh air," Ms. Müller announces.

Excited murmurs ripple through the crowd.

"Before we go, make sure you have comfortable shoes on and grab anything you may need from your rooms. We'll be gone for a few hours," Ms. Müller adds.

While you all file out of the building and start down a complex path leading to the entrance, you pull out your notebook and begin to sketch a rough map of the route, adding notes and details as you go. By the time you reach the entrance, which is located one floor upstairs, you've filled the third and fourth pages of your notebook with new maps.

As you all begin walking on the path, you take a moment to look around and take in the sights and sounds of the Swiss forest. You notice the trees here are tall and mighty, with their leaves rustling softly in the gentle breeze. The forest is dense and lush, with thick foliage covering the ground, and the air is crisp and refreshing. The smell of pine trees fills your senses, and the occasional bird song adds to the seemingly serene atmosphere.

Ms. Müller's voice interrupts your thoughts, "Listen up, everyone. This forest is not to be taken lightly. There are hungry wolves and other... things out there that could pose a threat. So, I must remind you all to stay close to the teachers and not wander off the path."

Jaq, who's walking next to you, throws you a concerned glance as Ms. Muller emphasizes the word "things."You wonder what those "things" could be, and you being to feel a bit uneasy about the whole idea of venturing out into the woods. With everyone that has happened so far, yout feel that something sinister might be lurking out there.

>Stay close to Ms. Müller and the other teachers.
>Take your chance and try to flee into away from the path when no one is looking.
>Ask Jaq for her opinion on what to do and follow her lead.

Well, I messed up the optional class. It was not Communication you had picked, so take it a free class.

>>5599933
>ask Jacqueline for her opinion and follow her lead
Well then checking on both was a good idea. Either we got shitty luck getting two rabid roommates or we have to put more effort to the cover to climb the ranks. Maybe if we kiss a teacher's ass enough she can have us transferred to another room

>>5599933
>>Stay close to Ms. Müller and the other teachers.
Call me paranoid, but his outing is just an excuse to see who makes a run for it. Is she telling the truth about the wolves? Maybe. Is there staff waiting for any runaways, or even some benefactors wanting to go on some kind of fucked up old-fashioned hunt? Likely. So I say we stay right here and look pretty and suitably scared of the outside. Maybe chat with James a little?

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Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>5600027
>>5600667
Rolling for action.

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You turn to Jaq and ask her what she thinks you should do.

"Well, before we make any decisions, let's take a step back and assess the situation," Jaq responds. "How do you feel about all of this? I know you're more emotional, and I'm more rational, so I want to get a sense of what you're picking up that I might not be able to analyze."

You pause for a moment, trying to put your feelings into words. "I don't know, I just have this feeling that something's not right," you say. "It feels a bit ominous, but I can't really describe it. I'm just feeling a bit scared."

Jaq looks thoughtful. "Okay, here's what we'll do," she says. "You and Alex will form one group and search the surrounding area for any signs of wolves or other creatures. Meanwhile, Mason will go by himself in another direction. Don't go too far and make sure the teachers don't see you. I'll distract them by whistling."

Alex and Mason are Jaq's two roommates. Alex is the one that looks a bit like a butler. Mason is shorter and stockier, with messy blonde hair and a perpetual scowl on his face.

Whistling sound

You take a deep breath and start jogging off the path, trying to find any signs of animals or creatures. You're alert, constantly scanning the trees and bushes around you, trying to identify any movements or sounds. The forest is dense and green, with tall trees towering above you, and a thick underbrush of ferns and shrubs. Sunlight streams down through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the forest floor.

As you continue your search, you come across the carcass of a dead animal. It looks like a deer, with half the meat still on it. But what catches your attention is the abnormal green mucus covering the exposed flesh.

"I've never seen anything like this," Alex says, his voice trembling with horror as he steps back.

You both ponder what could have happened, and you start to feel a sense of tension settling in. This was not what you expected to find, and you start to wonder if maybe Ms. Müller's warning about the forest was more serious than you initially thought.

All of a sudden, Alex says, "Let's get out of here quickly".

You have no choice but to agree. You start running back to the main group. Your heart starts pumping, and you can feel the blood pulsing through your veins. As you sprint through the forest, you feel like you're losing your sense of orientation. The trees blur around you, and it's hard to tell which way is which. You run as fast as you can, hoping to put as much distance between yourselves and the carcass as possible.

Despite feeling disoriented, you and Alex manage to find your way back to the group. Ms. Brüngger catches sight of you. "What's the rush? Don't fool around like that, and make sure to stay close to the group. We don't want anyone getting lost in this forest." she scolds, her tone sharp and commanding. You and Alex nod, feeling slightly ashamed, and join the rest of the group as you continue your hike through the forest.

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After a while, you reach a wide clearing, and you can see the bright sun shining down on a lush grassy field. In the center, there's a large oak tree, a perfect spot for picnic. You set a blanket under the tree shade and sit down with Jaq and Alex. As you chat and enjoy the beautiful scenery, Jaq's expression turns serious and she says, "There's a problem. Mason never came back."

You freeze, and your mind starts racing as you try to think of what could have happened to him. "Maybe he just got lost and is wandering around somewhere?"

"But I had instructed him to not wander too far off," Jaq points out. "How could he have gotten so far away?"

Your thoughts start to drift to darker possibilities. "What if he was caught by something?" you say, trying not to sound too alarmed.


Soon, the teachers arrive with bento boxes for everyone, and Ms. Brüngger brings you yours. As one of the top three crossdressers, you get a pink box that is a bit larger than the others. You open it up to find a variety of delicious foods, neatly arranged in small compartments. There's sushi rolls, tamagoyaki, edamame, a salad, and a strawberry shortcake for dessert.


With a raised eyebrow, Ms. Brüngger asks, "What were you two doing in the bushes earlier?" You feel your face heat up as you blush, feeling embarrassed and caught off guard, and start to stutter.

Jaq jumps in and says, "Oh, they were just taking care of some personal hygiene, Ms. Brüngger. You know, womanly duties and all." Ms. Brüngger nods understandingly and then leaves, satisfied with Jaq's response. You feel grateful for your quick-thinking friend who saved you from an awkward situation.

Indeed, Jaq is undeniably a smart and capable individual, and her leadership skills are also undeniable. However, because of her manipulative tendencies, you're not quite sure if her kindness towards you is genuine or just part of her strategy. Nonetheless, you have found yourself relying on her heavily since your arrival at the school, and you've also noticed that her underlings have quickly become fiercely loyal to her as well. It's hard not to respect her, even if you do feel a bit wary around her.

You feel a sudden jolt as a hand lands on your shoulder. As you turn around, you see Mikhail standing behind you. "Hey, you promised to share your lunch with me," he says, looking at you intently.

Relunctantly, you push half of the content of your bento box into his. "Yeah, of course, here you go," you say with a hint of regret in your voice.

Jaq watches you silently, and you wonder what she's thinking.

What are you going to do about Mason?

>Hope that he returns to the school safely on his own and take no further action.
>Inform the teachers about his disappearance so they can dispatch a search and rescue team.
>Form a search party, with you and Alex, to comb the forest for any sign of him.
>Same as above, but beg Mikhail to help you and promise him anything he wants.
>Flee in a random direction! You have had enough of all those stressful situations!

>>5600988

>recommend to jaqueline to inform the teachers about Alex going missing

Green ooze, blurring environments, and silent predators? What the fuck is wrong with this place? Also realistically if we try to search we will get killed by the forest and using jaquelines excuse about hygiene we got a good cover to inform the teachers. Plus this is jaquelines group so we have to defer to her expertise and see if how willing jaq is to rescue her friends.

>>5601281
Sorry I mean mason going missing. Was speed reading a bit.

>>5600988
>Recommend to Jaqueline to inform the teachers about Alex going missing.

Wonder if things get bad enough poison Mikhail. Would be very obvious though.

>>5601426
Best I can think is going to a teacher for a room transfer. Mostly by improving our make up skills and practice our sob story of being terrorized and forced to go under our BMI of 18. Channel our emotions of terror and isolation of having no roommates to share our skills with. Hopefully being in the top three dressers will help grease the wheels a bit.

Also damn three terrible options out of five, otaku really trying to kill us or make our situation worse. Now we got kill the staff, gas the bunker, and equip enough weapons or get a vehicle to escape the forest monsters.

>>5601511
>>5601281

> Best I can think is going to a teacher for a room transfer.

Understandable, but if it were to come to pass, Mikhail will probably hunt us down afterwards, and the staff is unreliable at best in keeping us safe, even if made aware beforehand... We need a plan to deal with it


> Green ooze, blurring environments, and silent predators? What the fuck is wrong with this place?

I stand by it that we shouldn't jump into conclusions. For all we know it could have been a ploy:

- teachers openly use language that relies on the fear of the unknown by avoiding details and creating mystery. That's not how you warn people to help, its how you keep them from trying to run.

- if there are monsters, why would they just go out and have a trek? Seems like it's more about showing us it's not just them we have to worry about in our escape.

- the disappearance is could be just hammering the nail about the message. Try shit, get shit. None of this implies monsters, and 'green goo' could have been a distraction, something to look scary meanwhile keeping the corpse fresh to work for a long time, and keep scavengers at bay.

>>5600988

>recommend to jaqueline to inform the teachers about Alex going missing

This one seems fair? + Be on the lookout for teachers reactions, use those communication classes to see whether they are at least a little bit surprised; might not be conclusive about anything, but the knowledge of they care at least a little bit, for what ever reason, is something.

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You suggest to Jaq that she informs the teachers. "It's not safe to leave Mason out there by himself... We really need to tell the teachers."

Jaq considers your suggestion carefully. "If we tell them, though, they may start putting restrictions on our activities, or even worse, cancel future excursions." She pauses, "On the other hand, if we don't tell them, we risk Mason being in danger out there alone. It's a difficult decision."

You think for a moment before responding, "I think the safety of our friend should be our top priority. We can't just leave him out there without any help."

Alex nods in agreement, "Miss, if I may express my opinion. I think we need to find Mason as soon as possible."

Jaq takes a deep breath. "Alright."

While she is speaking with Ms. Brüngger about Mason's disappearance, you keep a close eye on the teacher's body language. You've learned a bit about nonverbal communication in your Communication class, and you're curious to see if Ms. Brüngger will reveal any hint about the situation.

As Jacqueline speaks, Ms. Brüngger listens intently, nodding and occasionally asking questions. You notice that her shoulders tense up slightly when Jacqueline mentions that Mason is missing. Her eyebrows raise ever so slightly, and her mouth tightens. You think this could be a sign of surprise or concern.

Body Language Reading: +1

When Jacqueline finishes speaking, Ms. Brüngger says, "Thank you for bringing this to my attention, student. I will make sure to inform the other teachers and the security team." Her tone is perfectly steady.

Ms. Müller signals everyone to follow her, and she starts walking on the path back to the school, with the rest of the group following behind. You see a team of security personnel leaving through the forest in another direction, armed with machine pistols. You watch them disappear into the woods, hoping that they find Mason soon.

You question how he could have gone missing and if he had encountered any dangerous creatures in the forest. It strikes you as odd that Ms. Müller used a fear-based approach to communicate about the creatures, rather than the open and honest approach taught by Professor Bianchi. Additionally, the idea of creatures raises more questions: if they do exist, why would they allow students to go out on a trek?

As the group starts to head back to the school, you observe how everyone moves sluggishly. The low-calorie food has left everyone feeling lethargic. You, in particular, feel especially hungry since Mikhail took half of your lunch. You need food, now!

Finally, you arrive at the entrance of the gigantic school, with its wooden beams and steep, sloping roof that seems to blend perfectly into the surrounding forest. Following Ms. Müller, you wind through the maze of corridors back to the Meeting Room. When everyone is there, she begins to speak.

"Good afternoon, everyone. As you may know, security teams have been dispatched to find something in the forest, the nature of which will not be disclosed to you. For the time being, we are placing the school on lockdown. This means that you must stay in your rooms and not leave, even if it is an emergency. We take the safety and security of our students seriously, and we need your cooperation during this time. Students who are caught leaving their room or caught gossiping will be punished. We will be distributing math notes with exercises to everyone for practice during the lockdown. I know this may be an inconvenience, but we must ensure everyone's safety. Thank you."

The worried whispers in the crowd grow louder as Ms. Müller finishes her speech and exits the room.

(You make take more than one action. Roll 1d100 for each.)
>Stay in your room, attempt to get to know Mikhail and befriend him by using proper communication skills
>Stay in your room and practice fitness
>Stay in your room and study mathematics
>Ask for a room transfer (to Jacqueline's room)
>Ask for a room transfer (to Angelina's room)
>Attempt to sneak out and explore the school

Here's your inventory.

>school outfit
>clip-ons hair extensions
>school backpack
>dull-bladed knife
>hairpins
>butt plug
>colored pens
>notebook with map
>HRT pills, x3
>bottle of water

Rolled 48 (1d100)

>>5602200
>Ask for a room transfer to jacqueline's room

Wished we could have run this by jac first before just throwing it on her. Do we get bonuses to the roll if we give valid reasons? Like we would like to request a room transfer to our friend Jacqueline to better improve our crossdressing potential as well as we don't feel safe after having one roommate turning out to be a cannibal and other a violent murderer.

>Wherever we go have us study mathematics.

We don't have the energy to exercise after spending half our lunch on the deal so better train our studies. Oh its only math homework. I thought we had more.

>Practice our make up if we end up in jacqueline's room.
Gotta start the grind. Also nice those body reading classes coming in handy.

Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>5602200
>Ask for a room transfer (to Jacqueline's room)
>Wherever we go have us study mathematics.
>Practice our make up if we end up in jacqueline's room.

I forgot that we had both a butt plug and a knife, now only if we could sharpen the knife.

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Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>5602200

>Stay in your room, attempt to get to know Mikhail and befriend him by using proper communication skills

We could do what Jaq and Ange did, and try to seduce/win over our roommate. Mikhail remarked that he found us attractive before, we could go and "convince" him to change the rules of our deals from taking food to a proper relationship. By staying we could get a new henchman. Having a jock of our own could be more useful than trying to kill him+consequences/make enemies with him. Who knows, maybe with some effort we could dig out his repressed artistic, romantic 'soul'? Maybe he was neglected and needs some pampering to be free? Maybe violence was the means of getting to be recognized, or vent?

... Also alternative ending? Reforming Mik to a proper gentleman and becoming his loving wife once it's over! Kiyaaa ~

>Stay in your room, attempt to get to know Mikhail and befriend him by using proper communication skills

Better the devil you know

Rolled 7 (1d100)

>>5603219

>>5602460
>Do we get bonuses to the roll if we give valid reasons?
Yes. The DC was of 50 for the action listed in my post, but lowered to 35 after you provided a valid reason. Therefore, with your roll of 48, this is a success. (I'm actually using an RPG system.)

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You begin studying mathematics, working on the math notes and exercises distributed by the teachers. The school's science program is rigorous, focused on building a strong foundation in the subject and preparing you for college-level work.

As you bury your nose in your mathematics textbook, you hear a faint knocking on the door. You rise from your seat and open the door, revealing the two security guards standing in the hallway. One of them says, "Just checking to make sure everyone is following the lockdown. Everything's in order in here?"

You nod in agreement and as they turn to leave, you stop them and say, "Excuse me, I need to speak with Ms. Müller urgently."

The guards exchange glances, and one of them replies, "I'm sorry, but you're not allowed to leave your room during the lockdown."

You stand tall and confident, making direct eye contact with the security guards as you firmly express the urgency of your matter. "I understand that, but this is an urgent matter that cannot wait. Please, it's important."

The guards seem hesitant, but you don't let their initial refusal discourage you and continue to assert yourself. Eventually, they give in and allow you to see Ms. Müller.

You walk into Ms. Müller's office and look around. The room is decorated in muted tones, with minimal furnishings. As you glance around, your eyes settle on a striking portrait hanging on the wall. It depicts a stern-looking man with thin-rimmed glasses and a sharp suit, his hair neatly parted to one side. The portrait seems out of place in Ms. Müller's office, given her strong feminist beliefs. You take a deep breath and begin to explain your situation.

"I wanted to speak with you about a room transfer. I think it would be better for my well-being if I moved into Jacqueline's room. We are both interested in improving our crossdressing potential, and I also do not feel safe after having a roommate who turned out to be a cannibal and another who is a violent murderer. I understand that this may not be a typical request, but I hope you can understand my reasoning."

Ms. Müller remains silent, and you feel uneasy. You decide to continue speaking to fill the silence.

"I know this may seem like a strange request, but I hope you can see how important it is for me to feel safe and comfortable in my living arrangements. I feel like I have been on edge since arriving here, and I think a change in roommates would alleviate some of that stress. Also, Jacqueline and I have become close friends, and I think living together would be beneficial for both of us."

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You finish your argument and wait for Ms. Müller's response, feeling a mix of nervousness and anticipation.

Ms. Müller considers your request for a few moments, then nods her head. "Very well. I shall approve the room transfer. You may move in with Ms. Bridges right away."

Relieved and grateful, you thank her and quickly leave her office. When you step into the hallway, the security guards are waiting for you. They escort you to Jaq's room, making sure you don't encounter any trouble along the way. Finally, you arrive at the door and knock, eagerly awaiting your new living arrangements.

Everything happens as you had hoped for. You and Jaq spend most of your free time working on your femsonas, perfecting every detail of your physical appearance. You experiment with different makeup and outfits, trying on various hairstyles and accessories. You help each other practice walking in high heels, adjusting your posture to achieve the perfect feminine gait. You admire each other's beauty and offer tips and compliments, striving for the ideal look that will make you both feel desirable and confident. In each other's company, you feel accepted and free to express your femininity without judgment. Together, you are a force to be reckoned with.

Total Charisma, +2

After you settle into the spare bed, you feel drawn to Mikhail, and the idea of winning him over and having a henchman of your own seems appealing. You can't shake the image of him admiring you in the lingerie he picked out and the sweet kiss he'd plant on your stomach. But as quickly as the thoughts came, you dismiss them as foolish. As much as you want to believe in the possibility of a romantic relationship with Mikhail, you know it's unrealistic. He's scary, violent, and has bullied you out of your lunch before.

As you study math, your mind wanders to the mysterious pamphlet and book you found in the library, detailing the top-secret government project known as MK Ultra, which involved mind control experiments on unwitting subjects. Your thoughts then turn to the strange, mazelike corridors of the school, which seem to lead nowhere and are littered with bizarre and unsettling objects. And then there are the horrors that lie beyond the school's boundaries in the forest, which seem to be alive with strange and terrifying creatures. All of these thoughts swirl around in your head as you try to make sense of the cryptic messages and warnings that seem to be everywhere, including the scary room that says "STAY AWAY".

How will you handle Mikhail?
>Ignore him
>Continue to share half of your lunch with him
>Have a serious conversation to discuss your feelings with him
>Ask Jaq for advice on how to handle him as he may be a threat

(Roll 1d100)
How are you going to spend the day?
>Ask Jaq for her plans and follow along
>Confide in Jaq and discuss your plans with her to see if she's interested
>Keep a low profile and attend your classes like a good student
>Focus on finding food, weapons, and exploring
>Take a day to relax and indulge in self-care activities

Rolled 9 (1d100)

>>5603325
>Ignore him
See how he reacts, if he confronts us ask him why he is so mean to us.

>Focus on finding food, weapons, and exploring
Since we are handing out our food to everyone constantly we should try and get some for ourselves. Being skin and bones doesn't help us be attractive.

>these rolls
just kill me

>>5603219
I didn't see this post because I had already started writing. I'll include it in the next turn.

>>5603330
>Ask for jaq's advice if changing our appearance and avoiding mikhail is good way to avoid him or to somehow deal with mik as he might attack her group
Like we saw one student got cannibalized and mik assaulted zang so violence will come after jaqs group.

>focus on finding food, weapons, and exploring
Focus on finding food by volunteering to take out the trash to look for scraps left behind, find weapons by collecting any scrap metal we come across or bottles to act as casings, for exploring mark your routes using fallen ceiling tiles, drag a loose rock or pen to make a small mark on a wall for landmark exploring

>Check your mental state to see if your Aki or yui.
So guys we either failed and got ego death or we are half way brainwash now. We caught the gea and its for our bully of all people. Gotta check we are still straight and sound mind. Also we could start a survivor log of our experiences to keep track of our mind and hide it in the library for the next victim to to find and avenge us by giving them into of what we learned.

Rolled 27 (1d100)

>>5603455
Forgot to roll.

>>5603461
All that thinking wasted. So otoko are all our posts just akis random intrusive thoughts or is our sanity degraded?

Rolled 34 (1d100)

>>5603330

>Ignore him

This seems like a terrible choice... Yet, I'm also so curious as to what his reaction gonna be after his initial anger frizzles out. Assuming we survive, that is. We could surround yourself with friends for this encounter, and be on lookout for sharp weapons he might have.

>Confide in Jaq and discuss your plans with her to see if she's interested

This and following with her seem fair. Just let's make sure she doesn't get to know everything immediately. She's logical meaning she could potentially be Machiavellian; it's better to keep some for ourselves so that we keep being useful, and she can't just ditch us/make us 2nd mason.

>>5603502
Eh, confide seems a bit too soon as we dont have any plans being set up. Plus we need not to look so desperate for guidance until we got a plan that we can be proud of.

Rolled 16 (1d100)

>>5603350
+1

we dead

>>5603455
>mikhail is bald

oof

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>>5604048

>mikhail is bald

>Impling it's a problem

Also, it could be just for show, and he's not naturally bald.

>>5603485
>So otoko are all our posts just akis random intrusive thoughts or is our sanity degraded?
I will address this in the update. I try to use as much content from the posts as possible, even the trollish ones. However, the posts don't necessarily represent Aki's thoughts and are not part of the story per se.

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>Bonus obtained for exploration >>5603455
>Exploration Roll: 27 [Failure]

In the morning, you wake up to the end of the curfew. You quickly check with Jaq about Mason, and to your dismay, you learn that he hasn't returned. Now that the curfew is over, you can finally move around the school more freely, but it's hard to be excited when your friend is missing.

You wonder if you're still Yui Nakamura, or if you're completely Aki Nakamura now. However, as you think about it more, you come to the conclusion that the two are intertwined and that you are still one person. Aki is simply an extension of your personality. Thinking about the consequences of giving in to Mikhail doesn't mean anything to your identity; it's just a random scenario that you quickly discarded. You don't feel insane, just more self-aware than ever before. The idea of keeping a survivor log appeals to you, as a way to document your experiences.

As you prepare for your upcoming class, you quickly gather your backpack and a bottle of water before slipping out of the classroom. Your curiosity has been piqued by the strange, labyrinthine corridors of the school, and you can't resist the urge to explore. As you turn corners and wander aimlessly, you find yourself unintentionally retracing your steps from the previous days. Before you know it, you're standing in front of the ominous "STAY AWAY" room once again.

Ugh, not again. You can't believe you're back in front of this room. You had no intention of coming here, but somehow, the school's strange corridors always seem to lead you back to this spot.

You decide to listen to your body and not push yourself to enter the ominous "STAY AWAY" room. Instead, you continue your exploration of the corridors, hoping to find new clues or discover something interesting. However, you soon realize that the maze-like structure of the school is too much for you to navigate on your own. Despite marking your route and using the graffiti on the walls as a guide >>5597158, you find yourself lost once again. After walking in circles for what feels like hours, you finally admit defeat and make your way back to the main area of the school. You conclude that exploring on your own is too difficult a task, and that you'll need the help of others if you hope to uncover the secrets of this strange place.

You walk into your Ethics class and are greeted by a woman who introduces herself as Professor Chen. She stands tall with a commanding presence, her jet-black hair pulled back into a tight bun. Her sharp eyes scan the room, and you can tell that she's not someone to be trifled with. You sit straighter on your chair. Professor Chen begins to speak, her voice carrying an air of authority and wisdom.

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"Good morning! My name is Professor Chen, and I'm excited to be teaching this semester's Ethics course. Today, we will be discussing the topic of social justice. Now, I know some of you may think you know what that means, but I'm here to challenge you to think deeper. Social justice is not just about equality and fairness; it's about actively fighting against oppression and advocating for marginalized communities. It's about recognizing the systemic issues that exist in our society and working towards creating real, tangible change. So, let's dive in and explore the complex world of social justice together."

She proceeds to ask the class if they have witnessed any instances in the school that require a social justice intervention. A student, who is overweight, raises his hand and shares his opinion. "I think it's unfair that only the females and good crossdressers get the better food at lunch. It's discrimination and lookism!"

Professor Chen furrows her brow in response. "Discrimination and lookism? That's a serious accusation. Are you saying that you can't be a good crossdresser because of your weight?" The student nods his head, and she quickly retorts, "That's a lazy excuse. Being a good crossdresser has nothing to do with your weight. You have the same opportunity as anyone else to improve and excel in this art. Don't confuse laziness with injustice."

After the Ethics class, you head to the English class, which is much less eventful. You sit quietly, listen to the teacher and try to absorb as much as you can. When the class ends, you feel relieved that you have a break before the next one. You follow the stream of students to the cafeteria and are pleased to find out that today's meal is grilled fish with rice. Your stomach grumbles as you grab a tray and some utensils. You can't wait to finally get a decent meal. As you scan the cafeteria, you notice the teachers are sitting together at the same table and engaged in a serious discussion. Then, you feel a pang of anxiety as you see Mikhail approaching you, eyeing your grilled fish with interest.


(Roll 1d100)
>Sit with Jaq and ask about her plans for the day
>Sit with Jaq and ask for her help in exploring the school
>Walk over to another table and try to recruit new crossdressing friends
>Walk over to another table and try to recruit new delinquent friends
>Join an established gang for protection
>Approach the teachers' table and eavesdrop on their conversation.

>>5604516
>approach the teachers table and eavesdrop on their conversation and stay in front of their eye sight when Mikhail approaches and politely and clearly refuse to give him any of your lunch and prepare to use our lunch tray to block a hit

Well shit we about to get one of our bones broken but at least with the teachers nearby Mikhail either has to walk away or assaults us to be taken to reeducation. Hopefully we dont get killed in one shot. If he does walk away stay near teachers and keep an eye out for Mikhail stalking and use the maze to get him lost and off our trail when we go back to jaqs room

Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>5604548
Forgot roll again

>>5604550
I guess we die then

>>5604511
For the maze do we hit long hallways going down in a straight line or do we hit a lot of T intersections and turn corners to end up at the STAY AWAY room?

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What's everyone's plans for the weekend?

>>5604568
The latter.

>>5604575

I'm questing, writing my bachelor's thesis.. and trying to learn to write... Hopefully to become a QM one day. Although, as a non-native and perfectionist it's hell on earth.

I'm incredibly envious of you guys who can think of and write sentences without gouging your eyes out.

>>5604575
Thanks otaku. Going to take me a bit to think of a way to solve the maze with t sections.

Sit at home. Do some more writing, touch dog, do more theory crafting of this quest, and probably sweep some leaves to keep the yard clean. Oh and make a last will for aki after that 5 roll.

>>5604589
I say practice first in your native tongue to find your style and strength as it takes several times to find it.

Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>5604548
this basically, anon said what I wanted to say.

>>5604575
im going to keep writing my gay little quest and draw my gay little drawings, hopefully vidya with friends too.

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Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>5604516

This quest is not gay enough. We need to go even further beyond!

>approach the teachers table and eavesdrop on their conversation and stay in front of their eye sight when Mikhail approaches.

... And Lose control due to being scaroused.

"Will he kill me for switching rooms? Maybe he will sweep me off my legs, catch me with his strong arms... Then look me in the eyes, apologize, and confess he's reflected on things and is missing me?! Ahh! What's wrong with me?! It's ridiculous! He would never do that! ... And I don't want to be pressed securely to his muscular chest and protected from this confusing place anyways... "

Once he gets closer, lose control and preempt his demand for our food with a delirious, public kiss. Then realize what you just done and dash away from the canteen.

I WILL MAKE THIS QUEST GAE.

>>5605139

Lmao - 92!

Prance! Prance! Prance freely, my homo men!

Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>5604548
+1
>>5604575
Pet cats
>>5605141
Madman. That the dice agree with your intent is funny.

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Nice hobbies, everyone. You all have nice introverted hobbies. I'm sure you would thrive in the crossdressing school if you were sent there, and become top students.

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>>5605618

Not before some *token* resistance!
You will never get me to wear this frilly, f-feather-light... B-beautiful... Dress... N-never, I tell you! And what's with all those adorable R-ribbons?!

>>5604575
Caught up again.
On break from my internship, so this weekend goes the same as this past week. Same as next week.... Writing what I guess would be a bachelor's thesis as well? Not in an American-style uni so I can't tell. Apart from that, take breaks playing Payday 2, go on walks, read webnovels.

>>5604589
I feel you. I'm ESL as well, but I got pretty much bilingual over the years. Point is, once you have the basics, you'll expand your vocabulary easily, and then it's only a matter of time until you start being able to think in a foreign language. You'll get there anon!
I wrote a quest for a bit, and I don't think anyone caught on to me being ESL. You kinda have to learn how to get your perfectionism under control. The quest schedule does help with that.

>>5605139
I will fight you on that, if only because I want us to escape this place intact and in control of ourselves. But yes, afterwards, by all means have this become very gay. I'll admit that having Aki turn into some skimpily-dressed assassin going after the NWO maniacs who built the school while being a cutie and making hot guys forget about dating women is not something I'd be opposed to! But on our terms, not this place's.

>approach the teachers table and eavesdrop on their conversation and stay in front of their eye sight when Mikhail approaches.
I'm not opposed to sharing our meal again, but I am worried about how he'd take the room change.
Once we're done interacting with him, we could go sit next to Jaq, chat a bit.

By the way QM, I appreciate the "bad" options you sometimes put at the end of votes. I know it's considered bad form to put in something you don't want to write, but I think it helps show how Yui/ Aki is being affected by this.

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>>5605644
Nah, reject ribbons acquire smol hat.

>>5605719
Its too late anon. We got +2 charisma and +1 body reading and lost 2 pounds of fat. We have become Aki but she can hopefully take the grooming while Yui stays safe.

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>5605736
The weight might be an issue, though it does depend on Yui's and everyone's age.
The extra stats don't mean much. We're now experienced with crossdressing and can read people a little. It's not the end of the world.
If anything, it reminds me of a book with a protagonist who actually weaponizes crossdressing. Evil Genius, or something like that. Being able to change your appearance on a dime is a useful talent for a spy. Mission Impossible but with cuter outfits. It could be worse!
Also, forgot to roll again. Every time!

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>>5605719
>I know it's considered bad form to put in something you don't want to write
I'm willing to write anything. My QM goals have not been clarified. It could be a psyop, bait, or something else >>5588488. I'm keeping my motivations secret so as to not break immersion.

>>5605744
During the day we are Yui the bomb and poison maker but at night we are cute idol Aki looking for NWO victims to gut open. It can be the sequel quest if we somehow survived and wipe out this bunker.

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>>5605719

> I will fight you on that

Understandable. In truth, I went over the top for a reason - wanted to move Overton window in other direction. The gae direction, and debate how far we could go. They say always start negotiations with the overblown offer, so that what you actually want seems more fair in comparison.

> Point is, once you have the basics, you'll expand your vocabulary easily, and then it's only a matter of time until you start being able to think in a foreign language.

Actually, I'm a student of English Philology, I got vocab and thinking down; the problem is that I started with theory.

I've read a couple books on writing about how to do it, watched HOURS of content on how to write, got myself a notebook with WORDs and phrases... But it only made me more conscious of my inadequacies, aware of bad habits, and made me overanalyze each and every sentence and paragraph, meanwhile my perfectionism won't allow me to just look past and get back for rewrites later.
For this reason I'm stressed and burn out fast... And go back to reading more damned theory...
I wish I started actually writing before all that.

Also, I constantly read folk with literal decades of experience; getting to see how much better they fare is yet another blow... And I don't wanna stop reading. Daaaammn iittt!