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>>5893221
Looking down on the beach you wait for Arthur, and he soon drives the bike behind you and stops. You don't even have to turn to see him. He probably didn't even do the cool Akira slide.
"So, can I just go for Number 6 then?" You ask, knowing he'll probably say no. And he does. "Nope. Sorry. Gotta clean up the mess, and you gotta get enough cash to pay the fee. 25000LB$. Should be a piece of cake, cheer up!" He pats you on the back. Not sure how to feel about that, you simply nod in silence as he walks off and gets into a mysterious van while a UAA cleanup crew goes down to the beach, they've got boats and all...
Man, what a drag... Well, you check your phone to see your current balance is 16000LB$. You spent a damn lot on that arcade huh... Well, it could be worse. Time to drive home and sleep...
The cold night breeze hits you head on as you zoom by, the words "Death Drive" bounce around your head like a curse, why were they talking about that? And why was it so important? ...And why do you feel like you had heard that before this whole UAA thing?
As you get home, you're too exhausted and beaten up to try to find even the slightest kind of answer.
You collapse on bed...

...What kind of dreams do you hope to have tonight?
>Relaxing dreams, you need to calm down and refocus yourself...
>Action-packed dreams to pump you up for tomorrow! You can do it!
>Frightening... Dreams? Why would you willingly pick that?

>>5893235
>Relaxing dreams, you need to calm down and refocus yourself...
We gotta chill a bit after the wacko shit we just experienced. What a DAY!

Wait, fuck. Are there still NINJAS at the pad?

>>5893235
>Action-packed dreams to pump you up for tomorrow! You can do it!

>>5893392
+1

>>5893235
>>Frightening... Dreams? Why would you willingly pick that?

>>5893235
>Relaxing dreams, you need to calm down and refocus yourself...
glad to see you back OP

>>5893235
>Relaxing dreams, you need to calm down and refocus yourself...

>>5893235
>Frightening... Dreams? Why would you willingly pick that?
Because I am a masochist

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>>5893392
>>5893780
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>>5893998
>>5894231
Relaxing dreams, calm dreams, you need them so badly right now. Your head's still pounding. And to think tomorrow you'll have to go on stupid odd jobs and such... Can you really keep your mind calm enough to rest well, like you need it? Falling into vicious cycle like no other, no matter how much you run from it, it will come. And then the next day. And the next...
But for now, you sleep...

"In my restless dreams... I see that game... The Death Drive Mk.II..."

You at least manage to sleep for 7 hours. An all new record for you.
Even then it's impossible to welcome the new day with a smile, you have at least recovered well from your previous outing,.. Picking up your phone, you make a quick online search, see what you can find, if anything.
"death drive mk 2".
...As it turns out, this weird thing was just an unreleased game console or something. It apparently does not exist outside of rumors, but that can be said about many 'lost' things that do not really exist. No surprise the assassin rankings are full of nutjobs anyway...
Well, there's no ninjas or snipers in sight. Must be safe! Well aside from the mysterious hobo that's always outside.
Wonder if he's heard of a Death Drive.
Bud's probably too preoccupied with living to even think about that shit... His world is much smaller.
But you're here to conquer yours, so what will it be today? What's gonna be the first thing to do?

>Change clothes before going out. (Currently equipped: "American Eagle")
>Fuck it. Just sit down and watch anime for hours.
>Just go out at once, no rest for the wicked and all that.

>>5894294
>Change clothes before going out. (Currently equipped: "American Eagle")
what's our wardrobe again ?

>>5894294
>Fuck it. Just sit down and watch anime for hours.

>>5894294
>>Just go out at once, no rest for the wicked and all that.

>>5894294
>Fuck it. Just sit down and watch anime for hours
That ROW ROW one is having its 15th anniversary movies airing again. You could benefit from some FUN mecha action than PAINFUL mecha action

>>5894317
"Plain White", "Plain Black", "Red Orca Hoodie", "Jeane", "American Eagle", "Bizarre Jerry 5"

>>5894294
>>Just go out at once, no rest for the wicked and all that.

>>5894413
going with BJ5 then

>>5894294
>Fuck it. Just sit down and watch anime for hours.

>>5894294
>Fuck it. Just sit down and watch anime for hours.

>>5894294
>Change clothes before going out. (Currently equipped: "American Eagle")

(meant to update at least twice today but unexpectedly had a really rough day. tomorrow we should go back to normal)

>>5895659
np OP, rest well

>>5895659
No sweat, dude. Hope tomorrow's a better one for ya!

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>>5894317
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>>5895294
Well it's a new day, isn't it? And you know well that stressing yourself too much over your work may not be a good idea, since well, on a line of work like murder, getting sloppy isn't as easy as missing the deadline on a document... So why not take a day off? You change into your classic Bizarre Jelly shirt and with that, you're ready to watch a bunch of anime movies! Except... Not quite.
There's not a lot of space in this apartment so moving stuff around isn't always quite so simple, and how're you planning to enjoy a day of nothing but nonstop hot mech-on-mech action if you can't get your ass sitting down somewhere comfortable?
Walking to the next room, that is, the bedroom... Damn, this place only has 3 rooms?
Living like a goddamn king in here...
A relatively small couch was sitting upright, never used, just covering the wall and nothing else. Time to actually it for once... So, with great effort you pull it off from the wall and onto the floor... Where it flips over. Surprisingly heavy motherfucker... One you make sure the correct size is up, you must drag it to the next room...
Well this was a lot of work just to watch TV. The couch will have to either be in front of the door or just in the middle of the room as a general nuisance. You now remember why you never got to organizing this shitty piece of the motel beyond placing your stuff all over.

A long time passes before you can finally sit down.
But it's worth it. Right?
You have the movies downloaded from totally legal sources then put them on the TV. HD 4K 1080p, all those things.
You can finally kick back, relax, and enjoy some schlocky ass action...

- - - - - Some time later... - - - - -

By the time you're done with the movie marathon, 7 hours have passed.
You have consumed 5 bags of chips, and haven't gone to the bathroom once.
Surprisingly, no assassins came knocking to your door or anything... But you also really made no progress on the rankings either of course.
So you had a good time. Rested your ass, and made a mess of your room. But you had a pretty relaxed, oddly normal, chill day.
That's great!

...What now though?
>Go to sleep. You can go on more adventures in the morning.
>Go outside. You can still probably get some work even at night.
>Go on the internet to complain about stupid shit in the movies you did not understand.

>>5896358
>Go on the internet to complain about stupid shit in the movies you did not understand.

Ah, the full 4chan immersive experience.

>>5896358
>>Go on the internet to complain about stupid shit in the movies you did not understand.
femcel experience

>>5896358
>Go on the internet to complain about stupid shit in the movies you did not understand.

>>5896358
>>Go on the internet to complain about stupid shit in the movies you did not understand.

>>5896358
GO 2 >>>/a/

>>5896358
>>5896669
My vote is
>Go on the internet to complain about stupid shit in the movies you did not understand.

>>5896358
Is that a painting or a window? That would be too funny if the assassin is watching the anime with us in the background.

(Next update tomorrow, though I think we already know which option wins)
>>5896733
(extremely undetailed anime poster, don't mind it)

>>5896358
>Go outside. You can still probably get some work even at night

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>>5896363
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>>5897220
You go on the internet to have a trivial conversation about the anime you just watched on your preferred Vietnamese Onion Farming and G*npla Building Forum website.
It goes about how you'd expect.

Before you notice, midnight hits. There's nothing interesting here. Maybe you should just go rest.
>Stay up and try to find something else on the internet. (Write-in what.)
>Go outside for real now. Maybe the weird hobo is sleeping now.
>Go the FUCK to sleep.
>Call someone. (Write-in? Well, like, select an NPC. You remember them right?)

>>5897341
>that image
damn, OP, you captured it!
>Stay up and try to find something else on the internet. (Write-in what.)
>This fucking DEATH DRIVE.
Probably some dumb advertising campaign, but still...

>>5897341
lmao Yeah, that's the good stuff.

>Go the FUCK to sleep.
Today was a good day. Pretty sure Animaster isn't joking and is coming to kill us. We should start looking for the Death Drive in earnest.

>>5897364
>+1

>>5897341
>Stay up and try to find something else on the internet. (Write-in what.)
Spam low effort troll threads on a questing board

>>5897364
+1
but keep the DEATH DRIVE as well as that cryptic anon post from "E" in mind

>>5897341
>>Go the FUCK to sleep.

>>5897359
>>5897364
>>5897414
>>5897684
>>5897856
>>5898772
Time to go sleep.
Today was a good day and shockingly nothing strange happened. This "Death Drive" business seems very important, but we can put a pin on it and get to it tomorrow with a fresh and well rested head... The intrigue though... It doesn't want to let go of you so easy... What is the meaning of this, and where will this mystery lead? Will it even lead anywhere?
That's for tomorrow's Lynn to figure out.
This one needs to rest, laying down on top of the blankets, staring at the ceiling fan that hasn't worked for months,
That's for tomorrow's Lynn to figure out.
You look at the sofa that's now awkwardly sitting in the middle of the only other room in this small motel space.
That's for tomorrow's Lynn to figure out too?
Oh also there's a rat on the fan.
Funny rat guy...
Your eyes close slowly...
Goodnight rat...

>Have a good night of uninterrupted sleep.
>The rat has a knife.

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>>5899299
>The rat has a knife.

>>5899299
>The rat has a knife.
>(mumble as you drift off) "Don't kill me, and I'll get you some GOOD cheese when I wake up..."

>>5899299
>The rat has a knife.

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>>5899299
>The rat has a knife

>>5899299
>>Have a good night of uninterrupted sleep.

>>5899299
>The rat has a knife.

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>>5899377
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>>5899841
Hold on, you recognize that rat. It's the one you rescued from the sewer. Why was it here?
It was simply sitting there holding a knife with it's paws, directly above you. All it would have to do is let go of it, and it would fall and potentially stab you. Was that it's plan? Unless there are invisible assassins here then it's hard to think the rat would be here to protect you... I mean what can a rat even do anyway? And... Why? You even found it a home, so why would it be here, ungratefully threatening your life? You look around, still in a drowsy state, and wonder what's going on... Could it be the ninjas never left? Or perhaps this is a different rat? Is this even really happening?
The rat doesn't seem to move from where it is...
You're too afraid to move either, what if this is some sort of trap? As of now, with the information you have, it seems impossible to determine whether the rat is friend or foe, or if you are in danger of being attacked.
Well I suppose just pretending nothing is happening and going back to sleep is one option, but can you really sleep with a knife over your head?

>Trust the rat, and close your eyes to rest.
>Trust the rat but get up to check the room.
>Do not trust the rat, reach for your weapon.

>>5899995
>Trust the rat, and close your eyes to rest.
If the rat wanted to kill us he would have done it already. My guess is that he's watching over us--if there was anyone else here his SUPERIOR EARS and POWERFUL NOSE woulda picked them up. Trust the rat and maybe give em some cheese in the morning!

>>5899995
>"I tried to give you a loving family that could take care of you better than me."
>"I hope they've been treating you right..."
>Trust the rat, and close your eyes to rest

>>5899995
>>Trust the rat but get up to check the room.

>>5899995
>Do not trust the rat, reach for your weapon.
Like he's threatening me or something.

>>5899995
>Trust the rat, and close your eyes to rest.

>>5900075
>>5900086
>>5900102
>>5900167
>>5900172
Reluctantly, you decide to ignore the rat. For all we know it could just be a hallucination. You're tired to deal with this shit anyway. Can't one normal day just pass? Thanks.
Eventually you drift to sleep, unsure of if you'll wake up...

...But you do. I mean, otherwise this quest would have a super anti-climactic end don't you think?
Nothing else about the night is worth mentioning, just another boring summer night. Feels nice to have some semblance of normality again. Even if just for a day.
But the morning comes. No sign of the rat anywhere. No trace either. That just seems even more suspicious.
Anyway, time to go searching for that Death Drive thing... Somehow? Gotta get some jobs to get to the next Ranked Fight too. Hopefully both goals meet somewhere.
So, where to next?

>Side jobs! Miss Yozoruchi knows about the dealings of the underground, too...
>Go visit the master, Pimpslap McGraw. He knows the word on the streets well.
>Go to Eri, you probably can't pay for a new weapon, but he knows about tech.

(Last for today)

>>5900488
>>Go visit the master, Pimpslap McGraw. He knows the word on the streets well.
Can't go wrong with Pimpslap McGraw

>>5900488
>Go visit the master, Pimpslap McGraw. He knows the word on the streets well.

>>5900488
>>Go visit the master, Pimpslap McGraw. He knows the word on the streets well.

>>5900488
>>Go visit the master, Pimpslap McGraw. He knows the word on the streets well.

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>>5900744
So work can wait, right now you must follow this cryptic trail of the Death Drive with the man who knows all about the ins and outs of the city. This should also prepare you for the coming fights, you're going for #6 now after getting lucky last time... Could you have beaten them on a straight proper fight had that sniper not interrupted? I guess we'll never know, but the idea of failing against the next one does worry you a tad. That's also part of why it's so exciting though...
So you reach the door of the secret pimp hideout, your thoughts set straight inside your head for once.
You walk up to the door and do the special secret knock.
No answer.
You knock again, normally this time.
Nothing either.
This is a bit worrying, but soon one of the many sex workers in there opens up, she recognizes you it seems. "Ah. It's you. Yeah we changed the secret knock to a different one, sorry you didn't get the memo, honeybuns." ...Or maybe not. "Right. Yes. Whatever." You walk in at last and go up to the big man...
Except as soon as you go into the room he's swinging around a makeshift weapon made from a broomstick and a butcher knife?! He almost cuts your head but you manage to dodge in time. "JESUS FUCK MAN WHAT THE SHIT-" you yell as he notices you. "Ah. Mouse. Was wonderin' when you'd show up! Was just practicin' my skills with the blade!"
Deadpan, as some of your hair falls off: "...Yeah. I can see that."
He laughs a big hearty laugh. Does this man ever stop smiling? Seriously, it makes you fucking jealous. Happy ass fucker. Content with life and shit. How dare he?
"So what brings you to my castle this time, girlie?"

Well?
>Go straight for the questions. "Yeah, what do you know about a thing called the 'Death Drive Mk. 2'?"
>It can wait til after the training. "Well, you're already training, so why not help me prepare to meet #6?"

>>5901374
>It can wait til after the training. "Well, you're already training, so why not help me prepare to meet #6?"

>>5901374
>I'm ready, Master. I've come for your shirt. (Secret item)

>>5901397
+1

>>5901374
>Go straight for the questions. "Yeah, what do you know about a thing called the 'Death Drive Mk. 2'?"

(Guess I'll wait until tomorrow to keep going then)

>>5901374
>>It can wait til after the training. "Well, you're already training, so why not help me prepare to meet #6?"

>>5901374
>Go straight for the questions. "Yeah, what do you know about a thing called the 'Death Drive Mk. 2'?"

>>5901374
>It can wait til after the training. "Well, you're already training, so why not help me prepare to meet #6?"

(Feeling a bit burnt out. Update later today or tomorrow. Apologies)

>>5902540
okay, take care and thanks for the warning

>>5901374
>It can wait til after the training. "Well, you're already training, so why not help me prepare to meet #6?"
>>5902540
No worries! Take care of yourself, QM!

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(OP here. I'm not dead. I will try to update tomorrow. Sorry for the unexpected break.

>>5907139
Glad to see you’re back. Waiting warmly.

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>>5907224
(Okay. Let's hope that never happens again.)

The man with the plan smiles, showing off his golden teeth which totally were not there the last time and won't be there the next time. They have letters and symbols engraved on them too so the front 8 teeth read "P!MP $HIT". Very classy, wouldn't you agree? (You don't.) "So have ya ever watched that one movie? The one where the mouse teaches this fatass chinese winn*e poo* ass lazy ass good-for-nuthin' piece of shit obese bear how to learn the mystery of chessboxin' or some shit? Iunno I was stoned out of my mind on my own product but I did catch that. And that's exactly what we're doin'."
"...Are you calling me fat?"
"Yes." He replies instantly. Well he was never known for not being nice huh. "Now, gonna be real 'ere. I dunno shit about whoever the next killer is, so I'm on the dark here, but it sounds like yer' doubting yo' skills, so we're doin' a generic trainin' montage set to some vaguely kung-fu music! With snap cuts!" Yeah you're not getting out of this one.
Thankfully training montages are much easier than real training, you lift weights for 2 seconds, run for 3, punch the air a couple times (it puts up no resistance!), make a bunch of poses, kick the air (it does not feel pain!), and finally aim your weapon at various nothings. You don't feel any stronger, but maybe a little more confident. And you have gained a new move to attack enemies behind you. So it was worth it to be a lazy ass in the end. Let that be the lesson today.
But it is soon time to continue your quest... You breath in, and ask: "So, do you know anything about a thing called the Death Dri-" Before you can finish, a chill runs down his spine and he quickly covers your mouth.
"DO NOT BRING THE NAME OF THE CURSED ARTIFACT INTO MY CRIB!"
Oh so he does know. "Well then I won't fucking say it, but I need to know about it." Well yeah, how do you plan to go further with it then? He turns away to add drama to the scene. "That thing... A cancelled game console... A myth, lost to time... But none understand. Nah. It's true nature's much more sinister... What most people know's just the cover, the surface..."
"I'd tell ya more, mouse... But it might accelerate my contractually obligated mentor character death. Riskin' my goddamn neck tellin' ya just this! I say leave it! Forget 'bout it!"
Well... Can you afford to do that?
>Gotta keep pressing for info on this.
>He might be right, this sounds fucked.

>>5907923
>He might be right, this sounds fucked.

>>5907923
>Gotta keep pressing for info on this.
Dude already raised that flag by saying he could die telling us, so.... yea. Also the damn console won't stop popping up everywhere we go. We GOTTA figure this out and FAST

>>5907923
>He might be right, this sounds fucked.

>>5907923
>Gotta keep pressing for info on this.
>contractually obligated
I mean, we all gotta go sometime right?
Shit I hope that makes him laugh and not pissed off.

>>5907923
>>Gotta keep pressing for info on this.

>>5907923
>the mystery of chessboxin
Love you for that slick Wu Tang ref OP
https://youtube.com/watch?v=pJk0p-98Xzc
Vote:
>Gotta keep pressing for info on this

>>5907923
>Gotta keep pressing for info on this.

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>>5907933
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>>5907975
>>5907992
>>5908020
>>5908048 (There have been more, there likely will be more later. I'm basic like that.)
>>5908054
You are not leaving without answers, this all really stinks but if you go in blind it might be even more dangerous. Knowledge is power and all that shit, you know? Gotta know, even if it's dangerous...
"This thing... Some call it the Phantom Game Console. Sold by a company called Hazre and made by fuck knows who under mysterious orders... It was suppose to launch years ago but was cancelled 'fore it could... 'Least, that's the official tale... Some people did play the darn games, and it fuckin' killed them."
Well... That's probably just about how bad it gets, right? But how does a video game kill someone? "The console was... It had a gimmick. Bit like that newfangled VR shit all horny teens are into nowdays, ya feel me? But this... Well, it could suck ya ass straight INTO the game With all the dangers that implied. Of course, most gamers weren't designed to survive shit." That...
All... Sounds... Oddly... Familiar? You recall the previous Ranked Fight...
What if that actually happened?
The company name... Was it not on the title screen of that arcade machine?!
"Nah but the weird ass mumbo-jumbo of this shit didn't end there... You see, the whole thing is..." He trails off, talking about a lot of specific and detailed shit that... Well, let's be blunt, you cannot focus on it at all. The CIA? Some sort of Ward? Eyeballs that contain worlds? Random names flung around like Kamui, Birkin, John, Naomi, like any of that means anything to you? Was Utopinia involved somehow? You lose track of it all... Just hearing him keep talking makes you feel heavy, like some inner voice keeps you from listening. The arcade machine was destroyed along with the bar it was in, so it's not like you have any real leads. All you want to ask is how many of those seemingly cursed consoles exist, and that is the last part you actually hear from him: "It's unknown how many of those are still out there... But if there's even one... Fuck, I ain't religious but God help us, man!"
...You need to leave.
NOW.
>Bolt it straight to the Job Office to occupy your mind.
>Just run around the city and explore, see what's up.
(Last for today)

>>5908310
>Bolt it straight to the Job Office to occupy your mind.
Thanks master, hope you don't die offscreen or some cheap shit like that!

>>5908310
>Bolt it straight to the Job Office to occupy your mind.
I'm sure he'll be fine

>>5908310
>Bolt it straight to the Job Office to occupy your mind.

>>5908310
>>Just run around the city and explore, see what's up.

>>5908310
>Bolt it straight to the Job Office to occupy your mind.

>>5908310
>Bolt it straight to the Job Office to occupy your mind.

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>>5908347
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>>5908526
>>5908769
You head to the job office next, you still need that cash to pay the fee to the UAA.
Your brain feels like it's gonna blow up or something, So you just run, and run, and run... Maybe you're worrying too much, and this is all just some insane conspiracy theory or a coked up mix of urban legends with no head or tail. Why was this Death Drive thing back around now? How was it related to the arcade machine? Going into video games?
None of this shit makes sense.
You hope Yozoruchi can clear things up for you somewhat, but as you enter the building with heavy breathing from all that running you notice she's not even there. She left a folded paper as a sign that says "Be back after lunch. Or tomorrow. Just take a job, shithead."
Well... Let's see what's available...
The board has 4 options, as opposed to the usual 4. Surely this means you're on a better rank, or something. Well, let's just pick one...

>Scorpion Catcher (level 2)
>Lawn Mowing (level 1)
>Assassination Mission (Level 1) (Pizza Butt)
>Death Race (level 1)

>>5908989
>Assassination Mission (Level 1) (Pizza Butt)
Nice, it's still here.

>>5908989
>Assassination Mission (Level 1) (Pizza Butt)
It's Pizza BATT. With Jasper BATT Jr.
Didn't Travis kill them all in 2? Why is it still active?

>>5908989
>>Assassination Mission (Level 1) (Pizza Butt)

>>5908989
>Assassination Mission (Level 1) (Pizza Butt)

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>>5908991
>>5909020 (It was Butt in NMH1, they changed it after. Dunno why, but also haha funny name.)
>>5909188
>>5909247
You figure out that violence is the answer to all your problems once more. Let's take this murder job right here, surely no one will mind.
Assassination Mission: Pizza Butt Strikes Back (Lv. 1)
"These guys were supposed to be gone from Santa Destroy for good, but have come back with the intention of filling in the power gap left by the aftermath of the alien invasion. Someone needs to make sure they leave again and never even think about being welcome here again. Try your best to leave no survivors if possible. Kill the new CEO of Pizza Butt."

A parking lot, seemingly empty, is the scene of the soon-to-be-crime.
You walk, weapon by your hip like a samurai ready to draw at any moment... The target stands next to his car, silent, is he perhaps suggesting a 1v1? That seems rather suicidal, even if the man does have a gun. He's visibly sweating. It is unlikely he has ever killed anyone before. And he won't before he dies. Ideally. Unless you suck.
You can charge forward and finish the job... But you feel watched...
Where's that noise coming from?!
>The left! [DODGE]
>The right! [DODGE]
>The back?!
(last for today)

>>5909518
>The right! [DODGE]

>>5909518
>The left! [DODGE]

>>5909518
>The right! [DODGE]

(...Does no one read the OP?)

>>5909518
>The left! [DODGE]
>LOW
>>5910186
Speaking as a fellow QM sometimes it's a good idea to add the 'High/Low' thing to the post even if you feel like a broken record doing it, especially if you get new players or folks like me that keep forgetting somehow.

>>5909518
>The left! [DODGE]
LOW

>>5909518
>The right! [DODGE]
HIGH

>>5909518
>The right! [DODGE]
High

>>5910186
Reading? What is this? School?

>>5910073
HIGH

Rolled 73 (1d100)

What will it be...

>>5910629
Don't forget your name

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>>5910073
>>5910316
>>5910365
>>5910454
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>>5910629
Turns out your instincts were right, this was never gonna be a 1v1, these people are too dirty for that! This is a goddamn ambush!
Of course, their plan is always the same: To let you fight mooks while they run away on their car. It is never gonna work, but that doesn't mean there is not a time limit in here! You dodge roll under the enemy attacks as they hop out from behind a column, it's difficult to know how many of them there are but most of them seem to be pizza delivery people wielding swords because that's all the personnel they have left. Doesn't seem to make them any less deadly though, their strikes show their clear murderous intent even if they whiffed.
It's just same rules as always, kill or be killed! An easy choice to make, if you ask me.
A counter strike would be the obvious choice, but it could also leave you open to enemies you don't see yet...
>Strike back! Quick! [ATTACK]
>Charge into the dark! [ATTACK]
>Stay on the defensive! [ATTACK]

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>5910713
>Strike back! Quick! [ATTACK]
HIGH

Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>5910713
>Strike back! Quick! [ATTACK]
hi

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>5910713
>Strike back! Quick! [ATTACK]
LOW

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>5910713
>Strike back! Quick! [ATTACK]
Low

Rolled 68 (1d100)

>>5910713
>Strike back! Quick! [ATTACK]
LOW

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>>5910732
>>5910748 (ween)
>>5910749
>>5910781
>>5910931
Jumping up and above without any further thought, holding the lance up and spearing through one of the enemies... But why stop there? This guy is done for, but the skewer isn't ready to cook quite yet! Smashing down, and catching 2 more of the henchmen on the way! Such a huge jump took a lot of effort and the landing hurts a bit, but it was a pretty cool combo wasn't it? Shame that nobody is keeping track, in fact everyone just seems more pissed off... And you're surrounded for taking such a risk.
Ambushed from the back and the front! Which sounds like it could be a porno title, but is most certainly not in this case!
They charge with their swords held up high, will you escape?!
>Dodge out of the way!!! [DODGE]
>Take a risk to strike again! [ATTACK, Over 80]

(Last for today)

Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>5911125
>Take a risk to strike again! [ATTACK, Over 80]
we ball

Rolled 81 (1d100)

>>5911125
>Take a risk to strike again! [ATTACK, Over 80]
DEAD ON

Rolled 68 (1d100)

>>5911125
lol It looks like he kicked her in the cooter.

>Take a risk to strike again! [ATTACK, Over 80]

>>5911171
Nice.

>>5911125
>Dodge out of the way!!! [DODGE]
Low

Rolled 12 (1d100)

>>5911125
>Take a risk to strike again! [ATTACK, Over 80]

Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>5911125
>Take a risk to strike again! [ATTACK, Over 80]

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>5911125
>Take a risk to strike again! [ATTACK, Over 80]

Rolled 32 (1d100)

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(Sorry that took so long. Weather blows and it makes me tired.)
>>5911162
>>5911171 (Barely!)
>>5911231
>>5911435 (Also a win!)
>>5911512
>>5911527
>>5911605
>>5911659
Masterfully you dodge the incoming horde by leading them to a side and then swerving out of the way, they barely miss you but luckily for you it's difficult for a group so big to coordinate properly! "I'll get ya yet!" One of them yells, pointless since you're already on the other side of the group and making a guy's gut spill all over while he screams "MAMAAAAA!!!" like a total weenie.
You're backed against the corner of the parking lot, but with the surge of adrenaline and your blood pumping it hardly feels like a bad place to be!
"Come at me, shitheads!" Holding the weapon up in front of you, you try to figure out how to get out... Still should have plenty of time before the target leaves, so let's have some fun!
>Write-in only. [ATTACK] [Choose and roll LOW (under 20) or HIGH (over 85) along with your idea.]

Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>5911937
HIGH
SPIN TO WIN
Start twirling your lance around you, cutting off the heads of everyone in the vicinity

Rolled 36 (1d100)

>>5911937
Pole dance on our stick
LOW

Rolled 42 (1d100)

>>5911937
>Pole dancing as a warmup then we make it a whirlwind of attacks with our lance
hi

>>5911965
>>5911979
Yes, the "Neo" route. I see.

Rolled 45 (1d100)

>>5911979
+1
Low

(Updating tomorrow, so I get to do other stuff)

Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>5911979
Supporting
LOW

Rolled 9 (1d100)

Our luck is awful today huh. Let's try HIGH.

>>5912639
So close. SOOoooooo close.

>>5912639
Bruh

Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>5911937
Low

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>>5911960
>>5911965
>>5911979
>>5911983
>>5912062
>>5912593
>>5912639
>>5912999
Why'd you think that would work?
Maybe you hoped it would help you gain momentum, or distract the enemy by diverting their attention.
Your weapon is NOT properly shaped for this. No, seriously, it's a pain in the ass to get it straight up vertically without it falling over, it does succeed in making the enemies confused as they wonder what you're even fucking doing, trying to drive that lance into the ground and climb onto it with very underwhelming results. Eventually you just slip out and hit your face on the side of it before going flat on the floor.
Some of them even giggle.
This is a big waste of time. The target will run away soon and you will not get paid.
There's a wall of enemies between you and him. You need to make way. NOW.
>Slice at the group, aim high. [ATTACK] [HIGH]
>Slice at the group, aim low. [ATTACK] [LOW]
>Slide under them, no time to waste. [DODGE] [LOW]

>>5913084
>Slide under them, no time to waste. [DODGE] [LOW]

>>5913084
>Slide under them, no time to waste. [DODGE] [LOW]

>>5913084
>Slide under them, no time to waste. [DODGE] [LOW]

Rolled 57 (1d100)

>>5913084
>Slice at the group, aim low. [ATTACK] [LOW]

>>5913084
>Slide under them, no time to waste. [DODGE] [LOW]

Rolled 79 (1d100)

>>5913297
Lynn sisters not like this

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>>5913089
>>5913103
>>5913126
>>5913264
>>5913280
>>5913297
Miffed and full of anger, you get up, clutching the lance in your hand as firmly as you can, stomping towards the group.
...Before they unceremoniously push you backwards with a single kick. You fall back like a brick, and now what? You need to keep moving but you were overconfident and now you've backed yourself into a corner.
The target will escape unless you break out this time.
Well you're on the ground, but you have your weapon, and the enemies are underestimating you, you have made a fool of yourself, and while it would be great to kill everyone and leave no witnesses, you can hear a car starting. Time is running out. You need to hurry up. But how?!
>Write-in only because I am out of ideas. [ATTACK]

>>5913393
POWER UP THE LASER LANCE
CHARGE RIGHT THROUGH
SKEWER THEM ALL
PIERCE THE VAN

>>5913493
(psst you gotta call and roll)

Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>5913393
I'm not gonna sugarcoat it
>Throw your lance and ride on it Tal Pai Pai style
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RxkfwXX46HY
hi

Rolled 74 (1d100)

>>5913393
Pole vault over them

Rolled 32 (1d100)

>>5913393
Pole vaulting
High

Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>5913499
OK

Rolled 55 (1d100)

>>5913393
Spin the lance around and cut them all down
low

Rolled 21 (1d100)

>>5913393
Skewer them
High

>>5913538
>>5913701
anons you have to call high or low

>>5914107
>>5913393
CALLING >>5913493 AND >>5913701
HIGH

Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>5913393
High

(Do you ever just play a videogame for hours and forget about everything else? Yeah I've got no excuse. Been lazy today. Hope I can make the next update cool enough to compensate for it)

>>5914607
>Do you ever just play a videogame for hours and forget about everything else?
yup. it happens

>>5914607
>Do you ever just play a videogame for hours and forget about everything else?
What game, nigger? I'm interested

>>5914823
(Bug Fables. Sorry if it doesn't interest you, its very unlike this.)

>>5915418
>Bug Fables
Haven't got to it yet, but nice. I know the dev used to post on /v/ back in... 2014 I think?

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>>5913506 (Ween)
Trying to do some physics defying movement to set your lance flying... It slits a henchman's neck open as you try to kick it, and in doing so, the slot machine rolls once more and... You get a triple 7!
DARK SIDE MODE ACTIVE
>>5913493
>>5913538
>>5913670
>>5913701
>>5913832
>>5914021
>>5914337
Hey, turns out rolling doesn't matter anymore. The lance becomes powered up. Motorized and launches ahead without your input as you try your best to stay on top of it as it pierces chests, tears off heads, pulls apart limbs, breaks bones and smashes brains into pulp while zooming around out of control and all over the place. It doesn't kill all of them, but it does seem to have activated something as a million pieces of armor fly your direction like if they were magnetized... To you, specifically.
Wait, you know what this is: It's just like your japanese animes!
"OH YEAH, GUNMETAL YELLOW GUARDIAN! ZEO-GONDASH!"
Well, now that you're gonna be unstoppable you can basically do everything, right? Probably not EVERYTHING but the time limit is running out, thankfully you seem to get to decide exactly how this ends. You got a mech suit with missiles and lasers and a lance... Though you probably only have time to get the target, at least you can choose how to get him. Go on.
>No, really, just decide on something. It's free! Coolest idea wins. Or whichever is the most popular. Or destructive. This ain't a popularity contest. End this mission!

>>5915458
(also yes the dev was on gamedev threads that's how i learned about it)

>>5915722
Ride the lance like a witch on a broom and blast the target

>>5915731
+1

>>5915722
>DARK SIDE MODE ACTIVE
i kinda forgot we had this
>>5915731
+1
the witch from mercury

>>5915731
Supporting

>>5915752
more like the bitch from mercury

>>5915722
Spin around in a circle laughing as missiles launch from everywhere out of your body

>>5915969
+1

>>5915930
More like Sa*lor Bitch M*rcury

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>>5915731
>>5915750
>>5915752
>>5915806
>>5915930
>>5915969
>>5916359
There's no need to over complicate things.
You've got a GODDAMN MECH. You didn't even know you had this but come on, are you really gonna question it now? Are you gonna complain? You have a free giant robot. this is like a dream come true for you. Well, one of many. Always wanting more...
Well, it will go away once you finish the mission. Was cool while it lasted though. Right? All the... Seconds.
At least now you know it's there. And it is quite easy to control. It comes with a badass giant lance too. You can hold onto it... Take aim... And...
Easy. A single click.

The target has been completely obliterated in seconds. At least you know they won't come back from that any time soon.

Job Successful!
Almost All Killed
A RANK
You got 23000 LB$
(New total: 39000 LB$)
(Next battle: 25000 LB$)

>>5917315
As a lesser writer may say, "Well, that just happened." The power suit quickly leaves just as fast as it came, but hey, can't deny that's a job well done! And now you already have enough money for the next ranking battle! Though you know what they say about saving up...
Well there's no reason to hurry, but no reason to just wait around either, is there? So... What'll it be?
>Go straight to the ATM to pay the fee.
>Wait, there might be cool shirts on sale.
>Go visit Eri, maybe he's got upgrades.
>Just walk around the city a little more.

(Last today)

>>5917414
>Wait, there might be cool shirts on sale.
Crossing my fingers for a fighting video game character selection shirt.

>>5917414
>Go visit Eri, maybe he's got upgrades.

>>5917414
>Wait, there might be cool shirts on sale.

>>5917414
>Go visit Eri, maybe he's got upgrades.
BIG POWERUPS

>>5917414
>Wait, there might be cool shirts on sale.

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>>5917484
>>5917539
>>5917557
>>5917606
>>5917849
Gotta get those shirts. No way you can collect them all without excessive grinding but this isn't a real videogame, there isn't such a thing as 100% completion. Even if there was you'd get nothing.
https://youtu.be/0pETl0LAqrU You can the hear music from the radio. Cornelia's still selling shirts in the same place as last time.
"Heya Lynn... I see you're in need for some new threads, eh?" She laughs, probably at your Bizarre Jelly shirt. "I got the merch. You got the cash. Just a warning uh..." She doesn't stop smiling, but a sweat drop falls from her forehead. "Can't offer you the fortune telling service this time, buddy... Seems to be a disturbance in the mystical forces!"
...Yeah, you don't buy that shit. But who cares.
"Let's see what we got..."
(You may select more than one.)
>Buy "Chiller7" Shirt (100 LB$)
>Buy "HAZRE Logo" Shirt (100 LB$)
>Buy "Notorious" Shirt (100 LB$)
>Buy "Mexico Skull" Shirt (100 LB$)
>Buy "Zeo-Gondash" Shirt (100 LB$)
>Buy "Destroyman" Shirt (100 LB$)

>>5918095
>Buy "Destroyman" Shirt (100 LB$)

>>5918095
>Buy "Chiller7" Shirt (100 LB$)
For Friday nights

>>5918095
>Buy "Mexico Skull" Shirt (100 LB$)
>Buy "HAZRE Logo" Shirt (100 LB$)
>Buy "Zeo-Gondash" Shirt (100 LB$)
>Buy "Notorious" Shirt (100 LB$)

>>5918095
>Buy "Zeo-Gondash" Shirt (100 LB$)

>>5918095
>Buy "Chiller7" Shirt (100 LB$)

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>>5918104
>>5918105
>>5918126
>>5918178
>>5918360
[The two shirts with most votes have been purchased.]
You got "Chiller7"!
You got "Zeo-Gondash"!
Cornelia hands you the shirts and you have no choice but to take them. You already paid for them, duh!
(New total: 38800 LB$)
"Good doin' business with ya! Hope you like 'em!" She waves, smiling peacefully as always. Why is everyone smiling all the goddamn time? What's so funny? You just take the shirts and decide to leave... What's even the point of having friends if you can't even talk to them? No, really, what even was there to say? Whatever there may have been was washed away by bitter memories telling you to leave. And so, you do...
Well, you still have cash to pay the entrance fee for the next Ranked Battle... Or you could go elsewhere... Or make even more money before going off to your possible death.
It's a mystery, so we can just decide freely. Right? Whatever happens next or happened before doesn't matter.
So...
>Go pay the UAA at once.
>Return to the Job Office.
>Go check out Eri's Workshop.

>Also, pick if you wanna change into one of the two shirts you got. Or not. You decide!

>>5918571
>Go check out Eri's Workshop.
>Wear ZEO-GONDASH shirt
damn, our girl Lynn has problems
>What's even the point of having friends if you can't even talk to them? No, really, what even was there to say? Whatever there may have been was washed away by bitter memories telling you to leave. And so, you do...

>>5918571
>Go check out Eri's Workshop.

>>5918589
Support.

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>>5918589
>>5918596
>>5918623
You change into that shirt designed after the mech you didn't know you had. Don't think too hard about how that makes sense, the devs didn't
Besides, it's a pretty badass design. Sure, it's just a shirt, but it fills you with confidence.

With this newly found confidence you walk towards Eri's Workshop! But something doesn't seem quite right when you arrive.
It feels oddly quiet.
You try to peek in all stealthy and sneaky-like. Or at least you think you do any 10 year old could've seen you let's be honest... And while you see nothing, you can overhear some people speaking in a weird, foreign language. It's all a bit creepy, but you are completely alone...
Foolishly, you open your mouth:
"...E-Eri-?!" You are stopped before you can say anything else.
A black bag falls over your head, and you are pulled away from the gate.

>Gotta act quick! Fight back now!
>Play along, keep quiet, see where it goes.
>Try to reason with them, ask what's up.

(Last update for today.)

>>5918728
>Play along, keep quiet, see where it goes.
Don' t think sexy thoughts, don' t think sexy thoughts.

>>5918728
>Play along, keep quiet, see where it goes.
>>5918736
Lynn is regretting the "rough" smex vids from her last gooning shesh

>>5918728
>Play along, keep quiet, see where it goes.
Oh no, it's just like our doujins...!

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>>5918736
>>5918745
>>5918818
You decide not to put up much resistance, guided by some extremely misguided thoughts. They don't drag you too far away, and soon you get tied to a chair. Arms and legs.
...Which really doesn't help you with your weird thoughts about what could be going on. Everyone wants some action now and then, right?
But while you may be ready to get lucky, you get an interrogation instead.
The bag around your head seems to be cloth, you can see just a little, and breathe... But it is not enough to figure out what is exactly going on.
A commanding voice with a thick Russian accent asks you something rather unkindly, which instantly explains partially why you are here. "What do you know about the Death Drive Mk. 3? Answer now. It would be wise."

>What will you say? Funniest answer wins. Or the one I like the most. Go go go.

>>5919157
The Death Drive Mk. 3 is a white racing car with a "M" written on its hood, an open roof design with 2 seats, a trunk, and no radio driven by Tempo Flyer. The car was designed, built, and created by "Padre Flyer", Tempo Flyer's father. It's an automotive machine incomparable to any other on the racing circuit. The Mk. 3's unique aerodynamic design, coupled with its special devices, such as manual gears and a top speed of ~450 mph, makes this car the leader of a pack of little more than second-rate contenders.

>>5919181
+1
Go Speed Racer Go!

>>5919181
>+1

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>>5919181
>>5919190
>>5919328
>"The Death Drive Mk. 3 is a white racing car with a "M" written on its hood, an open roof design with 2 seats, a trunk, and no radio driven by Tempo Flyer. The car was designed, built, and created by "Padre Flyer", Tempo Flyer's father. It's an automotive machine incomparable to any other on the racing circuit. The Mk. 3's unique aerodynamic design, coupled with its special devices, such as manual gears and a top speed of ~450 mph, makes this car the leader of a pack of little more than second-rate contenders."
...There are some minutes of awkward silence as they try to process that. The one who you can only assume is the boss asks, puzzled... "What's this idiot talking about?" The voice of a woman replies, also with a Russian accent. "I believe that she took this from an old cartoon, sir."
"...She thinks us fools?! Board her water!" He orders.
You can only be more of a pest. "Don't you mean 'waterboard'...?"
"I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU SPELL IT LIKE, PIG. ANSWER!" As he yells you can feel a ton of water suddenly being dropped on your head. You've seen this in movies and all but when it happens to you directly it is rather unpleasant. Struggling to breathe you keep shut. The problem with torture is that as much as it can be a motivator, it can also lead the victim to hate their captors even more. With a hot head, you try your best to catch some air as the water drops flow down from the bag on your head. Revenge will be great...
...At least until you hear another voice. One you recognize... Albeit with a different accent. "Ugh, Звepи! What're you imbeciles doing!" Was that... Eri? The boss doesn't like being talked to like that. "Don't push your luck, Lexi! We NEED her to talk!"
With that same Russian accent, "Lexi" seems to address you directly. "Forgive these brutes. But finding the Mk. 3 is of extreme importance. You know that, don't you?"
"We can cooperate. Speak what you know..." Well... Hm... This complicates things... Was it really him?

>Tell the truth, spill all you know.
>Stay silent, stay defiant to them.
>"...Wait, 3?! There's another one?!"
>Write-in.

>>5919550
>"...Wait, 3?! There's another one?!"
The plot thickens

>>5919550
>"...Wait, 3?! There's another one?!"

(Gonna let this one cook overnight so more people get to answer. Next update tomorrow)

>>5919575
Support.

>>5919550
>Stay silent, stay defiant to them

>>5919550
>Write-in
Suck my dick! Errrrr tits

>>5920447
+1

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>>5919575
>>5919635
>>5919705
>>5920066
>>5920447
>>5920767
You don't really wanna tell them anything, you wanna just growl at them and get back at them now. I mean they're not even doing kinky shit! This is just disappointing. And lame. And they're rude too. Seriously man, what the hell. Also, Death Drive 3? What the fuck do you mean 3?!.
Lexi intervenes after you talk, before anyone else or before you can get hit by water again.
Though everything they say is in Russian, English subtitles are thankfully added for your convenience. "Enough. She knows nothing. Let her go."
"We cannot, she knows too much. We must kill her."
"She isn't even aware of the third model prototype. We cannot afford more random casualties. This is not the cold war, old man."
"...Fine, but I am not doing this because YOU told me to, understood?!"
You can't see shit, and it doesn't sound too good for someone who doesn't understand whatever they're saying.
And then you feel a strong, sharp hit on the back of the head.
It all goes black.

...You're not dead, right? You can't be. You are an assassin! You are meant to die in battle, like the vikings of old!
But you wake up shortly after. Outside the workshop. The bag is gone, and you have everything on you, nothing's missing or anything... You have a small note on your lap. "Do not come back until next week. I will explain everything."

Well, that's ominous. What was going on in there? Mk. 3?
...Well that blows.

>Let's move on. Go pay the UAA...
>Yeah we need a break. Go home...

>>5920999
>Let's move on. Go pay the UAA...
It's not like we have to fight. We can pay and schedule it out.

>>5920999
>Let's move on. Go pay the UAA...
Get the show on the road

>>5920999
>Let's move on. Go pay the UAA...
Well that was exciting. We'll have to repay the favor next time we aren't blindfolded.

>>5920999
>Let's move on. Go pay the UAA...

>>5921004
>>5921024
>>5921028
>>5921066
Enough nonsense.
You go deposit the cash... With how emotionally exhausted you're feeling, you kinda dread the fact that you will likely have to do this at least 5 more times. Everything's a business, alright...
(New total: 13800 LB$)
Usually nothing happens right after, you go home and then maybe get a call. But it seems someone was following you.
Once you're done transferring the cash, a car door opens.
Well, it was more like a limousine, and inside was Miss Yozoruchi. What did she want? "Lynn. Hey, stupid. Get in here. Hurry!" Ugh, what's with all this weird mysterious sneaky shit? You are not in the right mood for it, but it may be important. Or not.

>Tell her that you are going home, and to call you later if it's important.
>Nah, let's steer clear of this one, look away, ignore her and just leave.
>Alright, fine. Get into the limo and hope this somehow doesn't end unpleasantly.

>>5921484
>Alright, fine. Get into the limo and hope this somehow doesn't end unpleasantly.
Trust your Force...

>>5921484
>>Alright, fine. Get into the limo and hope this somehow doesn't end unpleasantly.

>>5921484
>Alright, fine. Get into the limo and hope this somehow doesn't end unpleasantly.

(I was planning on doing it now but I'll update later today instead. Hopefully. If all goes well.)

>>5921500
>>5921596
>>5921617
Well, your day cannot get any worse, can it?
A bit afraid you go in and sit down... It had one of those big long seats where you can sit one side and see the other person in front of you... If that explains it. Fancy ass long car. You doubt you'll ever own of these. Maybe after you become number 1? A top ranked assassin must make some mad dosh...
Aside from that, you notice the only other person in here was a blindfolded driver at the wheel.
That's... Probably fine... Right?
"Psst!" She snaps her fingers in front of your face to get your attention. "Listen. I was contacted by your boyfriend."
Wait what- "You know, that shithead you simp for. Now I don't work for those UAA clowns, but we're on a bit of a timer here." She checks her phone and turns to the driver. "Jake, head to Destroy University, we're dropping off this dumbass there."
You obviously have no time to process this info, or complain about it.
"He told me to hand you somethin' too. A new coat just like the one you have right now. But better. So you won't look as much like a hobo. Or I could just keep it. Look I know this all might seem random, but UNFORTUNATELY for all of us, YOU are important."
She seems to be serious about all this... But what does she mean by that?
"So yeah, when we get there, go in and kill the next target. I hate being in this position but you need to get to number 1 and without my help you'll surely die. Got it?"

>"Hold up, why am I important?"
>"Right sure, can I have the gift?"
>"Got it, Ma'am. Let's do this."
>"...I wanna go home, man..."

(Real sorry there's no drawings today I wasn't home for most of it. I'll try to do more tomorrow.)

>>5922032
>"Right sure, can I have the gift?"

>>5922032
>"Right sure, can I have the gift?"

>>5922032
>"Hold up, why am I important?"

>>5922032
>>"Hold up, why am I important?"

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>>5922059
>>5922080
>>5922174
>>5922357
"...Me? Important?" You ask curiously. She, annoyed as always, groans at your question. "Yeah, of course that's all you get out of everything I said... Man, what an idiot..."
"But we're stuck together. We both want the same thing." She continues, before finally explaining somewhat. She refuses to look you in the eye while talking, no need to make things more awkward between you two than they already are. But what needs to be said is not easy. "...I'm not getting sentimental on you."
She totally is.
"You obviously don't remember my son. Or maybe you do and that's why you haven't said anything about it. Either way you abandoned him like the dumb bitch you are. As a mother, it's not so simple." Oh right. That guy. The one they couldn't find when the two of you went missing... That was when McGraw saved you, too. Where could he possibly have gon- "He was murdered. By the UAA."
"I need you to get to the top."
"To tear down the whole organization and everyone in it from the inside."
Oh.
Well, that explains some things. Quite simple when you put it like that, really. "You owe it to him. And to me." Obviously this leaves you with some doubts. What use would there be on being Number 1 if you get no benefits from it? And what if she's lying? What if she betrays you after you do your part? There are way too many questions, and no way she will answer them. No way you'll have the courage to ask directly, either.
"...Right, the gift?" You say, trying pathetically to lighten the mood. "Ah. Yes. That Arthur guy sent this for you."
She picks up a coat from a small box and lifts it up so you can take it. It was just like the one you've got now, but with a much brighter color and a cool design of a broken star on the back along with some leather along the sides and... Yeah, it looks pretty cool. Before you can stare at it for too long however, she chimes in again. "He also left a note. Don't worry, it's not a love note or something, we all know you'll die a virgin. It's just info on your next assignment."
"...But before that, I need to make sure..."
"...You're with me on my plan, aren't you?"
Giving you no time to think, huh? Just gonna put you on the spot like that, okay...

>Show support for her plan despite feeling that you don't know enough.
>You're not sure you can actually destroy the UAA on your own. Doubt.
>You are not sure you would want to do that. You wanna be Number 1.

>>5922693
>Show support for her plan despite feeling that you don't know enough.
Those feelings we occasionally get... Those misgivings, allusions towards Lynn's past... Maybe this is the way to move forward?

>>5922695
(Don't ask me man, not my call.)

>>5922693
>Show support for her plan despite feeling that you don't know enough.

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>>5922855
(this is like kind of an important choice so I was hoping more people would answer. Ah well.)

"...Y-Yeah. Sure." You reply without any confidence. This day has completely obliterated your resolve and morale. You never asked for any of this, what's stopping you from just leaving it? Even without any certainty about the future or where it will lead, or if this is a good idea, you agree to help Ms. Yozoruchi with her plan...
...You can always change your mind later anyway? Right?
Right???
At least she likes your answer. So you're safe with her, for now. You have earned her favor... Somewhat. "Hm, good to see you have some semblance of morality. Maybe you're not so shitty after all..."
The rest of the ride is rather uneventful and quiet. Mostly because you keep wondering if this will come bit you in the ass later.

Eventually though, you make it to your destination, and the limo parks right in front of the gates to Destroy University.
"So, before you go in there and kill everybody, anything else you wanna ask me?"
>Any questions before the mission? Write-in!
>Nah, I'm good, moving on.

>>5923472
>Any questions before the mission? Write-in!
Where's the targer? Is it their boss or somebody else? Any intel on them?
Any tips on where to go in from?
Is Arthur in on this plan of yours? Who else can I trust except you?
OK I'm going in

>>5923472
weekends are kinda slow, don't bother too much with it
>>5923554
>+1

(I think I'll just update tomorrow, not that it matters much but I gotta draw a bunch of stuff)

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>>5923571
"Those are way too many damn questions, you dumb fuck." She replies with such a venomous annoyance, that you're shocked she doesn't kick you out of the car. "No this is not Arthur's plan, of course he won't tell you to betray him and destroy the thing he works for. How ABSOLUTELY moronic do you have to be to even ASK?!" She has to pause and take a loooong huff from her cigarette to calm herself down enough to be able to continue the conversation.
"Listen I'm just gonna read you the note..."

You step out of the car and walk the road to the university while her voice continues on the background, you know, as narration:
To Lynn Lionhunt:
Hello. This is Arthur. I left you this letter to give you the details of your latest mission to continue your rise through the UAA Rankings.
I know that as your handler I should be around, but I am currently far away. In South America to be exact. Neil needed me to come and oversee the search from some ancient aztec artifacts or something that he believes are gonna be important to the organization's growth. I cannot say I am thrilled to be disturbing the remains of old civilizations but it is fascinating nonetheless the kind of things you find down here. I'll be sure to bring you something as a souvenir.
For the new assignment you will find the 6th assassin at Destroy University. She's an exchange student there, learning psychiatry or something like that. I don't pry that much into their personal lives.
That said, this one is very much not normal. I have heard she has powers. Let's just leave it at that, I have no clue what she is capable of, but her killings are particularly brutal. I suggest a careful approach since this is a foe unlike any you've faced before. Or me, for that matter. Not like I gotta do anything but let's just say it would be bad for me if you perish in this fight... She's known for leaving no trace of those she kills, that is why some circles call her "The Man Eraser". And I would rather not be "erased"! I'm sure you don't either, so PLEASE try to win this one.
I hope this letter reaches you soon. Unless you have died already in which case please warn me so I can make my peace with God before she gets to me.
- Love, Arthur Bianchi.
"Man, what a dipshit." Concludes Yozoruchi. End narration.

You stand at the gates of Destroy University, weapon at the ready and brand new coat ready for battle stains. Was this a prestigious place of learning, or a den of pretentious morons? Probably both, being honest, with a side order of hooligans. Pretty big place too... You hope that finding number 6 isn't too hard, as you cross the gates and prepare for more bloodshed...

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>>5924443
==============
https://voca.ro/1b5OvKRBdBUI
https://youtu.be/BID81_Fz0uY
"A NEW PET...? JUST FOR ME...?"
==============

Now, let's make one thing clear, the university is a fucking huge building, and you can feel like going in blind may be a bad idea... That said, these assassins never make it easy to reach them, why can't anyone play fair? I guess they all want the glory to themselves.
The mission is on, but what approach will you take? You're sure an assassin in academia can't be that bad, right? After all, you see no goons or gangsters around, no suspicious characters that will take a shot at ending your life, just normal looking youths going towards their normal looking activities to pursue their normal looking futures resting around on the park in front of the main building.
Disgusting.
Well... Either the enemies are very well hidden, or this isn't gonna be so bad! Maybe getting to the assassin will be a piece of cake... But let's not get overconfident.

>Ask the locals for directions, they look friendly and chill.
>Go in through the front door, no need to make this hard.
>Sneak through a window, hope it doesn't alert security.

>>5924488
The fuck does that Whisper say? Even the games spell it out for fuck's sake! Write that shit out too!

>>5924488
>Ask the locals for directions, they look friendly and chill.
HOW DO YOU DO, FELLOW KIDS?

>>5924488
I couldn't make what the umbrella catalogue voice said
>Ask the locals for directions, they look friendly and chill.

>>5924488
>Ask the locals for directions, they look friendly and chill.
What up, NEEEEERDS

>>5924488
>>Ask the locals for directions, they look friendly and chill.

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(>>5924520 If I did this wouldn't work...)
>>5924521
>>5924603
>>5924606
>>5925021
You walk around for a while, this place being a breath of fresh air compared to the city. Though the people aren't any less annoying. Not like you've talked to them, but you really don't want to unless you absolutely have to...
Then again, you don't have a better idea. You approach a group and raise your hand to try and get their attention.
Of course you need to raise your voice a bit before anyone notices you. You are not some kinda celebrity. At least not yet. Your time will come... Number 1...
"Yo! Hey!" They turn to you, a pair of girls keep walking by, probably making fun of you.
After a while, the stares get uncomfortable, so you decide to make your point clear, raising your weapon which they probably think is just a weird, geeky prop. "I am here looking for the assassin. We're all friends here, so why don't you tell me where she is?"
Silence.
Finally, one of them who was just chilling with his girlfriend asks... "Are you tweaking? The fuck are you talking about, bro?"
...Let's be more specific.
"I'm looking for... Uh..."
...What was her name?

>No, seriously, what'd that voice say? Have fun guessing! Try to get as close as possible!

>>5925305
>Paulo Rafael
that's the closest to a name I managed to hear in that audio

>>5925305
Far more of them, you happy?
Phamorahem Urapi

>>5925332
+1

(Keep those guesses coming. Also thread's now up on the archive. https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2024/5893221/ )

>>5925305
Pheromone Happy

(No one else gonna give it a shot? Man, that burnout period really killed the thread's momentum huh...)

>>5925325
>+1

(I'll update tomorrow. No motivation today. Also happy valentines I guess.)

>>5926433
happy valentines, hope you're doing well with the gf

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>>5925325
>>5925332
>>5925497
>>5925425
>>5926212
"...Pharaoh Man? Uhh... Okapi?" ...You don't have it. "Paul... Phoenix... Pheromone..."
They are all staring at you weird now, one of them says "Guys, I think she's a drunk hobo."
"Should we call security?" A shy-looking girl suggests as you keep trying out random words... Until a nerdy looking student stands up and chucks a can at you. "Why? We got this, easily!"
The rest of them soon follow, picking up whatever small objects they can find to throw at you. The start throwing rocks too after a bit, as you try to block with your arms. "Shoo! Leave! Go back to your cardboard box, weirdo!" "Begone! Come back when you have money!" "This place is for those who can afford it, loser!"

Yeah, maybe these guys suck actually. What now?
>Be a pussy and run away into the building.
>Show them your weapon is real and defend yourself.
>Fuck it, they started, ATTACK!

>>5926791
>Be a pussy and run away into the building
Admin office please!

>>5926805
>+1
Can’t really attack them now when we don’t even know who the target is

>>5926791
>>Be a pussy and run away into the building.

>>5926805
>>5926819
>>5926936
You bravely flee into the University proper, and they give chase for some reason, so your only choice is to try to run faster, turn a corner, and slide through a door
Eventually it seems you lost them as they run past, the whole situation feels a bit weird, you're not sure why it escalated so quickly... Well, the assassin was a student here, but it couldn't possibly have been one of them right? If they were they would've tried way harder to hurt you. Probably.
This was not gonna be so easy, you're not even sure what your target looks like, or what her name is... Then again, that was the case for the previous ones too. They'll show up eventually, like they always do.
Looking around to see where you are, a quick survey of the area seems to indicate it was some sort of library inside the university. Silent and seemingly abandoned, like every good library! You can't see anyone, or anything but shelves with books of all sizes and colors. Seems like a safe spot to rest while the situation calms down.
At least until you hear a female voice yell out of some sort of speakers system, probably intended to be used for big announcements or something... And well, you don't think you are that important for them to use it, but someone certainly did. "ATTENTION! ATTENTION! A HOMELESS WOMAN HAS BROKEN INTO THE UNIVERSITY'S MAIN BUILDING! FIND AND DESTROY THIS INVADER NO MATTER THE COST. THIS IS NOW THE LAW! LET'S SHOW HER HOW WE PLAY AT THE D. U.!"
...Oh man.

>Stay in the library and look around, they're still not here and maybe you find something.
>Run out of the room, if there's no way out other than fighting, you welcome it with open arms.

(Last for today)

>>5927189
>Stay in the library and look around, they're still not here and maybe you find something.

>>5927189
>Stay in the library and look around, they're still not here and maybe you find something.
This takes Lynn back to her own school days... Coming home and crying almost every other week

>>5927189
>Stay in the library and look around, they're still not here and maybe you find something.

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>>5927199
>>5927203
>>5927539
You want to avoid confrontation for now, and for as long as possible. Maybe you have qualms about killing innocent people? No need to be afraid of any legal repercussions, the association takes care of all that.
You check the library for books, of any kind really. What else would you hope to find here, anyway? They don't even have manga here, what's the point of a book without drawings?!
You push and pull books to see if there would be any sort of secret exit, but it's impossible to check all the bookshelves in here. You do a find something useful though, a section with yearbooks and such. The assassin would certainly be at least mentioned here... Maybe? How would you recognize them anyway?
You're interrupted then, some shady looking men waltz in looking for you. "The assassin must be here. Seek and destroy! For Homura!" Well that's a name, that's helpful. But also a problem... As they start filling up the room while you hide behind a shelf. Further research would have to wait.... After all, every good action flick must have that one big classic fight that people discuss to no end set to licensed music, right? Conveniently, the person behinds the speakers plays some very appropriate music for the occasion.... As you yell at nothing in frustration. "Hey! Stop that, that was just a thought! I didn't mean it for real! You're gonna tank our budget! We'll get a copyright claim!"
https://youtu.be/hGcF16G66RU
Of course, they can hear you. But not see you yet...
Well, this will have to do.

How will you take them by surprise?
>Write-in attack! Coolest one wins! Remember to call and roll! [ATTACK]

>>5927689
>You're gonna tank our budget! We'll get a copyright claim!
THIS IS A /QST/
THIS IS FREE USE
LET'S GET EM
>Use lance to boost on top of the bookshelf, land behind the backmost goon, and pierce them all at once!

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>5927689
alright, I'm not gonna sugarcoat it
>take a book and throw it on the one closest to us, follow up with a kick on them and then pick a broom nearby to use as a makeshift weapon to take the others down.
High
>>5927733
roll as well my dude

Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>5927733

Rolled 75 (1d100)

>>5927689
Yeet the entire bookshelf at them

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>5927876
High

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>5927844
+1
Low

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>>5927733
>>5927844
>>5927851
>>5927876
>>5927878
>>5927993
First one, approaching with a simple bowie knife. Time to start the game.
You may need the yearbook later, so you grab a random book and chuck it at his head, obviously this won't do major damage, but it makes him drop his weapon and distract him long enough for a kick to connect with his head... Maybe you should've controlled yourself a little more, as it snaps his neck.
"JESUS FUCK, SHE KILLED JEREMY!" You hear one of the seeking students yell, but not for long. Gotta even the playing field.
You wish you could be strong enough to throw the bookshelf at them, but pushing it will do. You tackle it as best as you can, and while you don't see it, you can hear the nasty crunch of crushed bodies.
Stepping on top of the fallen shelf, you see 3 more guys, all aiming shotguns at you.
No time to do anything but dodge!

>Dash to the nearest bookshelf for cover. [DODGE][HIGH]
>Slide under their shots and slice the legs. [DODGE][LOW - UNDER 15]

(last for today)

Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>5928138
>Dash to the nearest bookshelf for cover. [DODGE][HIGH]