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>>5929126

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>>5929126
>>Those mustache gentlemen, you must talk to them. One of them looks Markgical…

>>5929126
>Those mustache gentlemen, you must talk to them. One of them looks Markgical…
Time to recruit this guy for our PRISON BREAK

>>5929126
>>Those mustache gentlemen, you must talk to them. One of them looks Markgical…
get their contact info, recruit them later.
now is time for date

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There’s seems to be plenty of time to kill before the concert starts, you don’t wanna admit it out loud but —

“You’re curious about those two with those terrible fake mustaches?” Emily somehow manages to read your mind.

“Huh? Me? Nah...” You deny these wild accusations. They’re not that bad!

“I can see it in the way your eyes are clinging to them.” Emily is not blind. “It’s just a little different than the way I catch you staring at me, it’s a different kind of longing.”

“Am I that obvious…?” You don’t know how to feel about this.

“Partially. I had to make you admit the intent behind your stare to know for sure.” Emily giggles as for the first time in her life, she feels wanted.

“Hey, don’t get too cheeky, I’ve caught you staring too.” You tease back.

“I… what?” Emily turns to a flaming shade of red! She didn’t notice.

“You don’t mind us talking with them, right?” You don’t want to ruin this date.

“If it doesn’t go out of control, I don’t see a problem.” Emily wants this evening to be great no matter what.

“Cool, I’ll make this seamless.” You adjust your glasses and drag Emily alongside by her hand.

You approach the mysterious mustache duo, they exhibit strong Markgical energy for obvious reasons, they seem to be too focused in their squabbles to bother noticing your presence.

“Are you sure this is going to work? Wouldn’t this Carol be upset if we do this?” Mysterious Mustached Deadbeat Receptionist (MMDR for short) sounding girl asks her far more elegant counterpart.

“It’s her underwear, she always raved out wanting it back! And we’re here to deliver! She has to hear us out! ‘Sides, once part of the team, always part of the team.” The Mysterious Mustached Markgician-like Guy retorts. You like this guy’s attitude.

“We could get a fortune out of it if we sell it to one of those freaks.” The MMDR Sounding Girl looks around to the queue. “Do you think she’d sell them for charity?”

“Sell them? Are you out of your mind? That’s repulsive.” Mustached Non-Markgician guy looks disgusted. “No wonder you were kicked out of the cult.”

“For the last time, I wasn’t kicked out! I had to take care of the family business. Yeah, Bernie got upset and all ‘cause I left without warning, but I have priorities.” This dumb gal with a mustache has values.

“Oh yeah! How did it go?” The Not-Markgician wonders.

“I bankrupted it!” The Mustached gal smiles under her disguise.

“Oh! You wanted to sell the assets on the cheap to another one of your businesses?” The Not-Markgician gets the strategy.

“I could do what…?” The Mustached girl is confused. “Who cares, anyway? With my name on the news, I couldn’t keep running it anyway.”

“Indeed, we have to clean our names! We need to find out how exactly Carol managed to get away from the charges scot-free!” The Not-Markgician nods.

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>>5929211

“Hey.” You make your presence known.

“Oh boy! Company!” The Not-Markgician is seemingly welcoming your presence.

“Woah, who is this hottie?!” The Mustached Gal is surprised by your looks. “Oh, right, I’m pretending I’m a man, I can’t say that shit!”

“You can be gay, you know? In the realm of magic, everything is fair.” The Not-Markgician doesn’t see any gender restrictions.

“Can I have a moment?” You ask politely.

“Btzz, his voice REALLY annoys me for some reason, all hotness drifted away. Pewww…” Mustached Gal doesn’t wanna talk to you anymore. “He has a date anyway.”

“Thanks for noticing.” Emily doesn’t like these two anymore after listening to their drivel.

“How can I not? You look delicious! Yummy, yummy!” Mustached Girl alludes to Emily’s secretary qualities…

“No comments.” Emily uses you as a protective shield from those thirsty eyes.

“Wrong type of gay.” Not-Markgician quickly shakes his head.

“I can be Bi, ya know?” Mustached Girl mocks the tone the Not-Markgician employed earlier. “I really needed to study my character…” She feels guilty.

“Y-You came up with it.” Not-Markgician continues to shake his head. “Apologies for that! How can we help?” He turns to you.

The biggest surprise here is that the mustaches weren’t the Markgician’s idea…

How do you respond?

>“Do you two want to meet Carol? I can help you with that.” Maybe you can ask Carol for two more VIP tickets.
>“You’re the Markgician, aren’t you?” Reveal like you’re the coolest character who knows it all.
>“Where did you get those mustaches?” Start slow and build the conversation.
>Write In.


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>>5929212
>>“You’re the Markgician, aren’t you?” Reveal like you’re the coolest character who knows it all.

>>5929212
>“You’re the Markgician, aren’t you?” Reveal like you’re the coolest character who knows it all.
Do we bring up the job now or wait till he's alone?

>>5929234
Probably depends on how he reacts (is willing to give us his info) but I assume we're probably gonna catch him up later

Are we even sure this markgician fuck can be trusted? The way I see it, he broke out if prison one of our greatest enemies, tried to end the world, and has one of the stupidest disguises known to man- Italian Ando be damned. Should we talk to him, and even worse reveal our power level to him, especially next to, a former cult victim, who is our date and may be endangered by this whole thing? It sounds moronic.

>>5929212

>Write In.
"Hey, Markgician. I suspected you might be here, though you" look at the mustached girl "were not expected. I'm the guy that brought down the Cult, and I'm breaking into the prison you just escaped from. Carol won't tell you anything, but if you work for me then I'll let you know how I arranged for the charges against her to be dropped."

If they agree then get some sort of contact info from them, then go carry on with our date.

>>5929234
>>5929244
Let's just go all in. The more time we spend talking with the Markgician the lower our knowledge stat drops.

>>5929320
+1

fuck it, i'll trust you on this, but i want to make sure that we reveal NOTHING about our powers to this moron. Maybe we can get him to teach us some "actual magic", if it wasn't his flame's power

Test

>>5929212
Changing vote from >>5929234 to backing >>5929320

>>5929391
Well the irony is that Carol only got away because she manipulated the evidence, so there's nothing to be done for him.

That's what I'm counting on to not piss Emily off.

>>5929406
it's not just about Emily, although that's important as well, it's mostly about our own protection, when dealing with some very dangerous people. It may have been a good idea to use a mask

>>5929212
Hey its that hotel lady that tried to ghost prank us in the past.

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“Hey, Markgician, I suspected you might be here, though you…” You look at the mustached gal. “...I did not.”

“Mark, the disguises are a bust!” The Mustached Girl can’t believe this.

“W-Wah?! The wig did nothing!” The Markgician was banking on this part of his disguise. You didn’t notice him wearing one. “What a bummer. Appearing on national news didn’t do me any favors.” He concludes.

“How did he see through them?! Who is this guy?!” The Mustached Girl needs answers.

“You can’t be serious.” Emily doesn’t think it takes any effort to point out the obvious.

“I’m the guy who brought down the cult. And I’m breaking into the prison you just escaped from.” You adjust your glasses. “Carol won’t tell you anything, but if you work for me, then I’ll let you know how I arranged the charges against her to be dropped.”

“Y-You shouldn’t have opened with that…!” Emily is way too surprised by your lack of common sense.

“C-Crap, I thought he was talking shit, Mark, but her reaction is too genuine for this to be a far-fetched lie!” The Mustached Girl enters into a panic.

“Give me a moment to think! This is wholly unexpected!” The Markgician isn’t prepared for this.

“I said my peace. Don’t take too much time though, I’m on a date.” You shrug.

“A date, you say? Do you wish for some kind of present?” The Markgician pulls out a bouquet of flowers from nowhere and hands it to you two. “For the inconvenience.”

“That can wait, thank you…” Emily pushes it back to the ridiculous man.

“Mark, he is in love! It means he has a weakness we can exploit!” The ridiculous woman points at Emily. You stand in between them with an unfriendly expression.

“Do you take me for a fool? What chance do we have against the man who took our entire organization down?” The Markgician slaps some sense into the hysterical woman. “Please, ignore her words! She isn’t thinking straight! Here, a peace offering from her!”

The Markigician wants to hand you a sports bra. You and Emily stare at each other, deeply confused.

Cow girl snatches it from his hands. “...You saw nothing.” She seems embarrassed.

“This pair of morons destroyed countless lives around the country? Really? How idiotic...” Emily is getting upset.

“Bleh, are you going to cry? What a sanctimonious bitch.” Mustached Girl pretends to puke.

“My life was among them, you dolt.” Emily rips the mustached girl’s mustache off with venom! Guess there’s a limit to how cordial Emily can be.

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>>5930018

“GAAAH!!! It was glued on!” Former Mustached Girl’s skin is all red. You can confirm it is the same receptionist girl from the hotel from way back when you tried to save Vera.

“Are you going to cry?” Emily cares little about the former receptionist’s well-being.

“How was I supposed to know you were one of the girls Foroutan kidnapped…? That's what this is about, right? I wasn’t even there when that shit show happened.” The Cow girl complains. “I hate being blamed for crap I didn’t do.”

“Could you tell us why you defeated us?” The Markgician asks with a solemn tone.

“It shouldn’t take a genius to guess why someone would stand against your organization.” Emily answers for you.

“Difference in politics?” The Cow girl asks. Emily glares back. Cow girl protects her invisible mustache. “Fuck, okay, I get it, the Doomsday part of the cult, and the evil part too, probably. And the kidnapping, kinda? I might not be a genius, but I feel smarter for figuring this out.”

“My father told me that words speak louder than actions, but actions make the real difference.” The Markgician stands straight. “I don’t understand why an ally of justice would need to break into a Maximum Security Jail, but if you need a hand, let it be known that mine has an ace under its sleeve.”

“I’d like to have your contact info then.” You pull out your phone. “I’ll contact you.” You turn to Emily. “Ready to go?”

“Please, take me out of here.” Emily had enough. She’s trying not to say your name in case the psycho girl has some psycho ideas.

“Before you go, I must say, I’d offer some apologies to you, madam, but I’m sure you aren’t interested.” The Markgician wants to say sorry.

“You’d be correct.” Emily dryly retorts.

“I know one day I’ll do the impossible and change your mind. That’s the power of magic. Then… I’ll apologize.” The Markgician poses.

“This is nuts… No matter how fun it sounds, I’m not on board with any of this crap…” The cow girl shakes her head.

Do you say anything before leaving?

>“You were never invited. Good luck evading the law.” Tell Cow Girl off before leaving.
>“Mark, you’re forbidden from sharing the secret with her. We don’t help people who won’t do their part.” Forbid Mark from helping this meanie.
>“Oh, don’t worry, I’m calling the cops on you.” Call Roger and tell him about this meanie.
>“Ms. Fugitive, you work under Mark, you have no options.” You know she’s going to help no matter what.
>Write In.

Where do you head now?

>Move directly to the VIP gate. Watch the concert.
>Call Carol. You’re a VIP guest, you should talk to the star.
>Call Clutz. Tell her to show you the way.
>Go to the VIP section and meet some of the VIP guests.
>Write In.

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>>5930019
>“Ms. Fugitive, you work under Mark, you have no options.” You know she’s going to help no matter what.
>Write In.
“Eh sorry about that Emily, but it was a bit too important for another mission to ignore Markgician if he poped up here. So any way I can make it up to you for that small detour in our date?”

>>5930019
Tough call on the cow girl she deserves this much more than Nariko ever did. On the one hand having a regretful helper in a high stakes situation is a recipe for disaster, on the other hand it would let us keep tabs on her so she can't sabotage us from the dark. She'd also be an ideal disposable pawn, since we profoundly don't care what happens to her.

I think the best move is either to get her cooperation or get her gone so she can't leak anything about our plans.

>Write In
"Did I give you the impression that *you* had a choice? I need the Markgician's willing cooperation, he has useful information.

You're a fugitive, and now that I've found you I'll keep you tailed. You can atone for being a cult member and running an awful '''haunted''' hotel by helping me, or I can tip off the cops.

If you want to try your luck evading the law and my network, be my guest. I don't recommend it, but if you start running now it might work. I won't stop you."

Text Neko to let her know cow-girl and Markgician are at the concert too once we're out of their sight.

>Go to the VIP section and meet some of the VIP guests.

>>5930064
+1 for the second option instead of what I had here >>5930065

>>5930019
>>“Mark, you’re forbidden from sharing the secret with her. We don’t help people who won’t do their part.” Forbid Mark from helping this meanie.
I don't think it's smart to threaten her and potentially make an enemy out of her, I don't even know if she'd be useful. Best to not offer her anything and see if she WANTS to join in exchange
>Call Clutz. Tell her to show you the way.
This will prove ourselves to Emily if she had any doubts

>>5930095
+1

>>5930095
This

>>5930095
+1 plus the neko bit the other guy said. Even if they are not to be trusted, we should use this chance to keep tabs on em. Cow girl really should be behind bars, solely cause she a ho

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“Mark, you’re forbidden from sharing the secret with her.” You clarify before actually going ahead. “We don’t help people who don’t do their part.”

The Markgician gives Cow Girl a quick look without much reassurance, then nods at you.

“No wonder I hate this guy’s voice, he says a lot of shit I don’t like!” Cow Girl is appalled! “You gotta help me, man! I haven’t had an easy life.”

“It’s a lot to ask for sympathy after all you’ve put us through in just this conversation alone, never mind what you have actually done.” Emily scowls. “To call you shameless would be the tip of the iceberg.”

“Then don’t do it, duh.” Cow Girl crosses her arms. “I’ve never had someone be on my ass like you are. All you do is scold and scold me. I’m sick of it. But bark all you want, you can’t *actually* stop Mark from telling me those juicy secrets when he’s done helping ya. Just don’t be a bunch of brats and stiff him out of the deal. That’d be so meaaaan.”

“Huh?” The Markgician didn’t see this coming. “Are you trying to convince them to not trust me…?”

“Is that what it sounds like? I just wanna upset this stiff face.” Cow girl points at Emily. She doesn’t understand the consequences of her actions.

“B-But he gave me an offer I shouldn’t refuse.” The Markgician acts like a foreigner mafiosi.

“Whatever, we’ll continue being outlaws together! It hasn’t been that bad, has it?” Cow girl warmly smiles.

“...If I cut ties with her, would you ignore everything she has said?” The Markgician wants to save his ass.

“I’d be hurt if you had any chance to join ‘em. But you’re fucked!” Cow girl laughs.

“Sorry, Cowsly, you’re out of luck.” You adjust your glasses. “The offer stands. I’ll call you later.” Speaking of calling, you’re going to contact Neko to keep a tab on these two. Also, Vortexia to help you out here.

“Who the hell are you calling Cowsly?!” Cowsly is beyond offended.

“Thank you, I mean it!” The Markgician strokes his beard with amusement. “Good luck with your date!”

“What a couple of suckers. You really tricked them there, Mark.” Cowsly laughs mischievously as you two walk away.

“I-I wasn’t kidding. You’re on your own! I’m going back into hiding and waiting for the call.” The Markgician pats her on the shoulder and walks away all casually.

“Today’s plans done? What are we going to do? Hello?! Mark! Listen to me! Hey! HEY!!!” Cowsly chases after her former partner in crime. You have little to no interest on how this develops aside from praying for the Markgician’s safety.

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>>5930787

With their shouting far away, Emily speaks up.

“You’re breaking into jail?” Emily had no clue. You feel like you have to justify yourself, but… “Be careful, okay?” She holds your arm tightly.

“I will be. And I’m sorry about that.” You didn’t want to derail the date like that.

“What are you apologizing for? We both agreed to approach them, didn’t we?” Emily doesn’t want you to worry more than needed. “Though, I don’t want those two around the office. Can you do that for me?”

“Sure! The Prison thing and the Agency are two completely different things. And I only invited Mark over.” You wonder why she’s assuming Cowsly will join too. “And speaking of the agency! Emily, I present you C—”

The moment you go through the VIP gate (After showing you special digital tickets to a beefy security man), you’re forcefully dragged by the human tempest into the building! It’s Clutz! You’re glad she read your message! She instantly replied, but you didn’t check what she said exactly. The Evil Idol looks like she has a lot in her mind.

“Now we can actually talk about what in the world happened!” Vortexia brought you two to her private locker room. “Let’s start by… huh… Who is this?” Vortexia just noticed Emily, she isn’t beating the clumsy allegations like this…

“She’s my date. Isn’t she pretty?” You present Emily to the newbie.

“You’re… on a date?” Vortexia is perplexed by this. “Another possible fan who can pledge their devotion for me, I suppose. P-Please, keep said devotion in check...”

“Hello, my name is Emily. It’s nice to meet you.” Emily waves.

“Hello, there. Allow me to introduce myself, I’m the idol who is going to take this industry by storm, the name is—”

“We call her Clutz. Isn’t she cool?” You interrupt Vortexia before she can do her whole spiel.

“Clumsy like a storm, I see.” Emily takes notes. “I like her vibe, but Clutz is a name more fitting for a clown, isn’t it?”

“Emily here is going to work as our secretary.” You introduce properly.

“Glad to make your acquaintance.” Emily nods again.

“L-Likewise…” Clutz doesn’t know why she bothers. “Please, don’t call me a clown… My actual stage name is Vortexia, and—”

“Isn’t she cool? Here, I have her Sparks of Luck card, which includes her backstory.” You show your collection to Emily.

“Let me see...” Emily reads the back of the card. That’s going to keep her busy for a bit.

“Listen here, Mr. Overzealous fan manager!” Vortexia wants your full attention. “I haven’t accepted you as my manager, and your services are redundant. If you want to profit from my efforts, so be it, but I have handled my affairs on my own without anyone’s help from the very beginning. All I needed was Zhi’s financial backing to succeed. So stay out of my lane and be a fan!”

>>5930788

How do you respond?

>“Think about how far you’ll get with actual support! Give us a chance! You’re not going to regret it!” Convince Vortexia she’ll be good in your agency. She doesn’t have to be a lone wolf!
>“Oh, Emily, I forgot to tell you that I won her contract in a card game. Isn’t that cool? I even used the card you’re holding!” Don’t forget to tell every dumb detail to Emily! If she’s going to work here, she needs to know every single bit of information.
>“Clutz, let me help you.” Put your hand over her shoulder and look at her right in the eyes.
>“That’s all right. We’ll figure out how this relationship is gonna work as we go. But remember that I have your back, so call me anytime!” Let the talent flourish on its own!
>Write In.

>>5930790
>>“Clutz, let me help you.” Put your hand over her shoulder and look at her right in the eyes.

>>5930790
>“Oh, Emily, I forgot to tell you that I won her contract in a card game. Isn’t that cool? I even used the card you’re holding!” Don’t forget to tell every dumb detail to Emily! If she’s going to work here, she needs to know every single bit of information.

>>5930790
>“Clutz, let me help you.” Put your hand over her shoulder and look at her right in the eyes.
>Write In.
“I genuinely want to help all my talents, because I want them to do their Best since stars like you aren’t just meant to shine, but bring hope and happiness to their fans.”

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“Clutz, let me help you.” You place your hand on her exposed shoulder and look at her right in her beautiful peepers.

“Overzealous Manager, stay an overzealous fan, your queen is asking you to.” Clutz places her hand over your shoulder back, and continues the eye contact. She’s using her charms against you! She has the same competitive face she had when facing Nariko!

“I genuinely want to help all my talent, because I want them to do their best, since stars like you aren’t meant just to shine, but bring hope and happiness to their fans.” You place your other hand on her other shoulder.

“Be a little selfish. Get that hope and happiness. I’ll shine brighter to you if you keep being my fan.” Vortexia places her other hand over your other shoulder now. You look like a weird couple dancing in place. “I only need you to cheer me on.”

“And I will. But I prioritize my talent over my well-being. Let me help you be the best version of yourself.” You lean forward.

“T-This is not the type of relationship I want! A-And besides, stop talking about shining! I’m Tempest-themed! I’m cloudy! It’s in the name!” Clutz couldn’t keep the pace of whatever this is, but she still has points to bring. She steps away from this awkward dance pose. And, her name is Clutz, it has nothing to do with the climate.

“And you think a storm doesn’t bring lighting?! You’re meant to shine too! Can you tell I can see more in you than what you think you are?” You get strangely poetic as you grab her shoulders again.

“I-I love when my supporters get rowdy! My manager? Not so much!” Vortexia can’t deal with your passion! “I don’t need the help, simple as that!”

“Vortexia, may I say something?” Emily has finished reading the card!

“Ah~?” Clutz is not used to being called Vortexia at this point. “Y-Yes, you may! Do you want to declare yourself a fan of me? Have my charms worked on you already?”

“I haven’t listened to your music, so I can’t say for certain.” Emily tries to not jump the gun.

“...That didn’t stop him.” Vortexia says between her teeth. You made an entire band using this logic, you don’t see the problem.

“It’s likely we’re going to work together, so I want to help.” Emily smiles.

“Go ahead, you already took the stage!” Vortexia wants to listen to Emily so she doesn’t have to listen to you.

“You’re not handling this as well as you want us to believe. You’re on medication, you’re covering your eye bags with make-up, and your body is all jittery.” Emily points every single thing out, in a way that makes you believe that she went through something similar. “You’re nervous, aren’t you? It’s your debut of sorts, isn’t it? A new manager into the mix should’ve made it worse, right?”

“T-That’s… That’s…” Vortexia doesn’t know how to respond.

>>5930875


It’s time for you to step up as a manager! Your client is nervous about performing!

What do you do?

>Give Vortexia a massage! You gave one to Matilda and she seemed fairly relaxed after it, and you’re talking about Matilda, imagine what it could do to someone like Clutz!
>Give Vortexia coffee. She just needs a burst of energy for now.
>Soothe Vortexia to let her power nap! That is totally going to help her!
>Feed Vortexia a delicious meal! Full tummy, relaxed tummy. That’s what Nariko always says!
>Write In.


(Last Reply of the Day, we return tomorrow!)

>>5930876
>>Give Vortexia a massage! You gave one to Matilda and she seemed fairly relaxed after it, and you’re talking about Matilda, imagine what it could do to someone like Clutz!

>>5930876
>Give Vortexia a massage! You gave one to Matilda and she seemed fairly relaxed after it, and you’re talking about Matilda, imagine what it could do to someone like Clutz!

Let's talk to her while we do. Give her an indication of our confidence in her. Tell her that we know she could do it on her own, we see her talent and that's why we took her from her last manager. Let her know that we've got the money to back her, and will continue to do so. There's nothing to worry about, all she needs to do is go out and do her best.

>>5930876
>Give Vortexia a massage! You gave one to Matilda and she seemed fairly relaxed after it, and you’re talking about Matilda, imagine what it could do to someone like Clutz!

>>5930876
>>Feed Vortexia a delicious meal! Full tummy, relaxed tummy. That’s what Nariko always says!
And show off our managerial talents, by managing our talent's hunger.

>>5931107
I thought so at first as well, but what if she's one of those that throws up under pressure or something?

>>5931088
+1

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Sorry everyone, no session today. I feel really dizzy, and I can't write. We'll return tomorrow hopefully!

>>5931592
Hope you get better QM. Please go to a doctor if you keep feeling bad.

>>5931592
Get well

Should probably get Matilda involved since she has better business sense

>>5932199
That's a good idea.

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“Enough chatter! That new manager in the mix is going to fix this!” You proclaim before letting Clutz continue her meltdown.

“Huh...?” An astonished Vortexia says. The confusion in her voice matches the one on her face! It sounds obvious, but she really sounded like she has no idea what’s going on in this corner of the world.

“How?” Emily is curious about your solution.

“With a massage! Of course!” You exclaim with a conviction only a delusional man can muster! Err, without being delusional!

“Naturally, a response that makes sense. Ihoho~…” Vortexia shows her evil smile. “Not! A massage?! What?!”

“Are you experienced doing them?” Emily wonders if you have a certificate.

“I’ve done them for my mom, my sister, and my martial arts master. With great results!” You adjust your glasses.

“Sounds nasty…” Vortexia gets jittery imagining you rubbing an old man’s back. She feels like she can relate.

“Were you forced to do them?” Emily feels like all of those people were taking advantage of you.

“The correct term is *coerced*, thank you.” You adjust your glasses without knowing if this clarification does anything.

“At least my mother asked me to rub her neck every now and then…” Emily has bad memories of said events. That still sounds like coercion.

“But yeah, I know this will help relax our Clutz here.” You say with confidence.

“Now I’m on the receiving end, huh…” Vortexia talks to herself. “The perks of being the true star as I was always meant to be.”

What are you? The massage trio? What a weird thing you three find to connect about.

“Are you up for it?” You start stretching your fingers.

“Do you have a professional certificate?” Vortexia doesn’t want to be touched by a fraud. “You can’t lie to me! I did a course!”

“My expertise only extends to doing my best.” You’re frank.

“Hmm… letting an obsessive fan lay a finger on me is not wise…” Clutz has her qualms.

“A neck massage should be enough. I’ll get you some tea.” Emily decides she’ll do something as well. “We’re going to make you feel so relaxed, you’ll feel like you’re at a spa that doesn’t kidnap people.”

“...What was that last bit?” Vortexia is afraid.

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>>5932527
“We told you to relaaax… Now sit here!” You bring Clutz to her Star Chair, and begin rubbing her neck like you have any idea of what you’re doing.

And so, your massage began! Emily made some tea for the clumsy star, and also put an incense on for the relaxing aroma. You put some relaxing music on your phone to create the greatest discount spa-like atmosphere. You’ve never been to a spa, you have no idea if they’re like this. You mean, technically you went to a spa, but they used to brainwash people in there, so you can hardly call it a legit experience.

“Bwbwbwbwbwbwbwbw…” Vortexia starts relaxing despite knowing you are not an expert.

“Here’s a warm towel.” Emily puts it on top of Clutz’s forehead.

“Eeeeeeeeeeeee...” Clutz is on another plane of existence. As King Comfy, you’re envious.

“Let me do your nails.” Emily starts working on Clutz’s hands for no reason.

The spa treatment ends the moment a random member of the staff shows up to inform everyone it’s about time to perform. You spent a good 20 to 30 minutes working on your client.

“How are you feeling, Clutz?” You ask as she stands up.

“I’m goooood~” Vortexia sounds way too relaxed.

“I think she’s ready.” Emily giggles because Vortexia sounded really dopey.

You must give your client some encouraging words before walking on stage! You’ll probably have to watch the show from your VIP seats, so she’ll be on her own after this. Be wise with your phrase selection!

What do you do?

>Throw a glass of water on Clutz’s face. She needs to be on her feet!
>“Clutz, do your best out there! We believe in you!” Encourage her like the father you never had.
>“Take them by storm, Vortexia! You got this!” Encourage her in the way you think she’d prefer.
>“Daydreaming time is over, you need to get serious and rock out there.” Be professional.
>Write In.

>>5932530
>>“Take them by storm, Vortexia! You got this!” Encourage her in the way you think she’d prefer.

>>5932530
>“Take them by storm, Vortexia! You got this!” Encourage her in the way you think she’d prefer.

>>5932530
>“Clutz, do your best out there! We believe in you!” Encourage her like the father you never had.

>>5932530
>“Take them by storm, Vortexia! You got this!” Encourage her in the way you think she’d prefer.

>>5932530
>“Take them by storm, Vortexia! You got this!” Encourage her in the way you think she’d prefer.

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“Take them by storm, Vortexia!” You encourage your talent the way you think they want you to!

Vortexia snaps out of her dopey state and goes back to acting like the overconfident gal you met the day before.

“The world isn’t prepared for this tempest. I’m going to turn everyone into my fans! Iohohohohohohohoho~!” Vortexia gives her longest and haughtiest laugh of the day! You know she’s ready.

You follow Vortexia until the hallway splits into two, one leading to the stage proper, and the other where the rest of the filthy peasants without VIP tickets are waiting, all soaking in sweat . At some point you had to act snobby about the fact you have this kind of backstage propitiated by the intense sun outside. You are going to miss the air conditioner. Anyway, you’re on the front row, a special section at that, there’s a little divide between the special guests, and the rest of the crowd. There are bodyguards safeguarding it. You have mixed feelings about this, ones you don’t feel the need to explore because your eyes are on the stage and your thoughts clouded by the upcoming tempest.

Place is packed. The crowd is rowdy. The lights dim, and a video package is shown on the giant screen behind the stage, working as background. The video is random noise, just a bunch of commercials that make you feel like you’re about to watch a movie rather than being at a concert. After that is done, you hear an announcer introducing Vortexia as the opening act of today’s show. The grand majority in the crowd is pretty enthusiastic about what’s coming, they’re craving for any type of entertainment, and since it’s a charity event, nobody is predisposed to jeer any of the acts.

Spotlights go crazy, moving around everywhere, smoke fills the stage — and the name of your client appears on the screen. A heavy techno beat starts making the crowd start bouncing. The spotlights all focus on your haughty idol, who starts dancing like she’s controlling the smoke around her, the spectators cheer in awe until she begins to sing with unmatched confidence. It’s like she never was the cloud full of anxiety backstage. A true professional. Sunset Runaway grabs the attention of every single person in attendance. People don’t know the lyrics, but they try to match the rhythm with their claps! You and Emily join! This is way more fun than watching a stupid video online!

After a couple of songs, Vortexia’s act ended with a total round of applause. The people in attendance went wild the entire time. If you knew she was this good, you would’ve listened to her music before! Before leaving, she had some words for everyone…

“Remember, everyone! We have to be charitable today for a great cause! I’ll start by not outstaging YUNG-P at her own event! IHOHOHOHOHOHOHO~!!!” Vortexia laughs like there’s no tomorrow!

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>>5932647

The Crowd cheered at first, until they realized what she meant, then garnered mild booing. But at that point, Vortexia left the stage. She’s truly an evil idol…

You kinda want to be backstage now, but the next part of the concert is about to begin. You know, the main attraction, YUNG-P. But before that, very obnoxious ads from K-Corp.! Including the Sparks of Luck announcement of the Idol Expansion! That wasn’t as bad as the others. Like, there’s a movie about some shitty superhero named Silver Sun or something. It wasn’t even a real trailer! Just a teaser that says it’s in production! You have no idea why people cheered for it. Pity, probably.

You wanted to talk with Emily during this, but you never knew how obnoxiously loud the speakers are! Is this how people go deaf? Whatever! You’d go deaf if it meant you got to be around Emily!

The Main Show is about to begin, but not before a major superstar makes his brief cameo on stage. That’s right! It’s Chewirton! He’s being carried by a poor person in a full Chewirton outfit. He barks once and got the same reaction as Vortexia did after an amazing concert. Life is not fair. Supposedly, Chewirton introduced Carol by name, but you’re not sold, he couldn’t say Carol at all!

“That’s because he said YUNG-P.” Emily corrects somehow. “Well, kinda.”

“D-Did you read my mind?” You’re getting scared. You’re an enigmatic character, not an open book!

Before Emily can dispel the notion of reality as you understand it, Carol’s concert actually begins! A bunch of dancers surround the stage, then they stay put until the lights in the entire place turn blue. Her obnoxious music is blared through the stadium’s music system. Your ears begin to tingle in discomfort. Then from a platform beneath the stage, YUNG-P shows up in all of her glory, the platform raises above stage level until she’s looking down on all of you from her mountain peak.

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>>5932648

To say the people are going wild is an understatement, they’re losing their minds and she hasn’t even opened her mouth. The cacophony created by her music, the crowd shouting, and the stomping, is truly an otherworldly experience, and you’re a seasoned traveler of the cosmos!

And somehow, everything changes the moment your ex-wife opens her mouth, suddenly, almost everyone in the stadium starts dancing at the same time, in the same manner, and at a similar pace! Yeah, they’re not perfect, but c’mon, shit’s creepy anyway! It’s almost like a brainwashed… cult… Huh… It’s funny how life finds a way to be annoying to you.

This doesn’t feel normal. It’s your first concert though. And you were just handed a luminous stick…

What do you do?

>Join the dance! It’s for charity!
>Boo Carol. Boo charity.
>Make Emily snap out of it. This doesn’t feel right.
>Write In.

After the concert is over. What do you do?

>You have a VIP ticket to meet Carol after this. Use it.
>Your VIP ticket gives you backstage access. See how Vortexia felt after that.
>Leave. Just leave and keep enjoying your date.
>Write In.


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

>Make Emily snap out of it. This doesn’t feel right.
>You have a VIP ticket to meet Carol after this. Use it.
>Your VIP ticket gives you backstage access. See how Vortexia felt after that.

We do Storm gal first, ex wife 2nd. Sounds like she's going to enchant the crowd into being her fans, full on siren song.
Maybe we could stuff our ears with something, like cotton or whatever? It's probably a bad idea to get brainwashed, even for a benign thing

>>5932649
>>Write In.
make observations about the crowd and what's happening

After the concert is over. What do you do?
>>Leave. Just leave and keep enjoying your date.
>Write In. contact Carol later with the observations

>>5932778
+1

>>5932781
+1 the "make observations" bit too

>>5932778
+1

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Maybe you should ask your new item for advice. You look at the Luminous Stick and wait for an answer. The Luminous Stick cannot respond as it is an inanimate object. What a terrible turn of events. You’ll have to do this on your own.

“I’m here, Partner.” Philonune reminds you that you’re not the only being in the world who lacks any choreographic knowledge, and feels totally out of place here. “And yes, they appear to be controlled.”

“Aw shucks.” You must do something to mend this. At least with Emily. You can’t save the world on your own, that’s why you form teams of misfits and Liu. One step at a time it is. First, you’re going to observe this phenomenon before drawing wild conclusions. Or pretend your wild conclusions came from these observations.

You survey the area. Everyone is furiously dancing in unison. If you’re overscrupulous, you’ll notice that some people are out of sync, some not even doing the moves properly, but it’s such a low percentage that it becomes background noise. Like the big guy next to you is doing quite a poor job, but you can tell he’s doing it by his own accord, and more importantly, having a blast. Now you observe Emily, and observe her you do, she’s quite bouncy unlike the main star on the stage. A-Anyway, her movements are clean, close to perfect even, the best you’ve seen, she’s graceful, but it doesn’t translate into enjoyment, she’s bored even. This is the first time in the entire day you’ve seen her like this. And you have to thank Carol for that…

Those who look the most apathetic are the ones most proficiently dancing. This is not normal no matter how you slice it. The Blue lighting makes you think there’s something more nefarious going on. If you recall correctly, the people being controlled by Bernie’s power had a tint of blue flame in their eyes. You think you can use Philonune’s powers to dim the blueness for a moment to confirm your suspicions. Since Flames aren’t affected by lighting, you should be seeing blue, right?

You scramble your brain to make this apparent, and it works, kinda. Point is, you see blue flame-ish things in the dejected dancers’ eyes, including your lovely Emily. You knew that the side-effects would take some time to go away, but you didn’t think it’d create this type of reaction at this point in time. At the end of the day, Flame Abilities are more intuitively understood than scientifically researched, so you’ll never know for sure how they work…

There’s no other option but for you to try to wake up your date from her trance…

“Emily, are you alright?” You check on her first by grabbing her arm then leaning forward to hear an answer. She’s not stopping dancing, but her arm stays in place.

“Is there something concerning you, boss?” Emily asks back into your ear. “Boss…? Why did I say Boss...?” Emily seems perplexed by her own answer.

>>5933314


“I did offer you a job, but I don’t want you to call me that either way.” You say half-jokingly without masking your concern very well. “Something is off, isn’t it?”

“Yes, this feels unusual, but... I want to shake my hips all night.” Emily really wants to get back into the groove, but she won’t do anything as long as her boss is giving her a reprimanding look. “But I understand if it isn’t okay with you.”

What do you do?

>Take Emily out of here for a moment. Re-calibrate your date before exposing her to Carol’s music again.
>Grab Emily’s chin again and plea for her to wake up.
>Give Emily some of the tea she made. You saved it in an Insulated Water Bottle from backstage.
>Give Emily a massage. This is going to snap her out of her trance.
>Write In.

>>5933315
>>Take Emily out of here for a moment. Re-calibrate your date before exposing her to Carol’s music again.

>>5933315
>>Give Emily some of the tea she made. You saved it in an Insulated Water Bottle from backstage.

>>5933321
>>5933316
+1 both, getting some space away from here

>>5933316
>>5933321
a plus one from me too

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“Uhm, you know what would be great? If we get out of here for a moment.” You lean forward to suggest.

“Would this decision allow or prohibit me from gyrating rhythmically?” Emily just wants to get jiggy with it!

“Just come with me to the bathroom.” You try to pull her away by holding her hand, but she continues dancing, so instead you pick her up by her flailing arms and out of here.

Back inside the building, there are a few people getting snacks, nothing here is out of the ordinary. Emily’s dynamic hopping loses intensity the farther away she is from the sound of music. Sadly, the music can be heard from within the entire Space Park, even if the earth trembling bass is more prevalent. The one positive is that you don’t have to raise your voice to speak. You place your date on a random bench next to a vending machine.

“Here you go, Emily. Drink.” You aid her to drink the tea she prepared for Clutz. You stored the leftovers in an insulated bottle that has the stadium’s logo on it, courtesy of the event organizers. It was for the idol, but you’re her manager, so you can keep the free stuff, right?

Moving on, you have a hunch that relaxing is going to break Emily out of the trance. You have no basis for this, but that has never stopped you from acting on instinct. You’re squatting in front of her, eyes locked on her face, anxiously waiting for any changes.

“How are you, Emily? Feeling more like yourself?” You wonder.

“I can’t be my true self away from the dance floor, Johnny. My booty craves for unspecified gyrating motions set to a godly beat.” Emily is talking nonsense. “It's my body’s purpose to shake.”

“You need to relax a bit, party animal… Here, keep drinking.” You feel like you’re giving her medicine.

“Thank you.” Empty Emily keeps on drinking. “Weren’t you going to the bathroom?”

“Not yet.” You’ll take remembering old parts of the conversation as a good sign.

“Am I causing you some kind of discomfort?” Empty Emily is catching onto what’s going on.

“I’m just a little concerned about you, that’s all.” You hold her hand and grip it gently.

“It’s because I’m acting strange, aren’t I?” Emily is catching up, she’s talking like a person again.

“Something like that.” You don’t want to sound too judgmental.

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>>5933400

“...I found a way to flounder this date, good job me.” Emily’s eyes turn back to normal. You can't see the little spark of blue evil in them. “I believe I’m thinking straight again… Sorry for worrying you.”

“It’s alright, it’s just—”

“I think so too. YUNG-P’s music must’ve triggered something in me.” Emily states the obvious. Someone has to, but…

“Before we dissect what’s going on… Why are you actually dancing now?” You point out. Before snapping, she didn’t move much, but now that she’s fully conscious, she’s back to doing the thing just like by the stage!

“I-I don’t know what’s gotten into me, but my body just wants to dance! It takes too much out of me to suppress it, so I’m just letting it go. P-Please, don’t stare at me more than necessary.” Emily is ashamed she can’t fully control her body.

It’s a shame Emily is requesting that because the choreography she’s pulling off while sitting looks very interesting, even if they are the same repetitive moves.

What do you do?

>Teach Emily a different dance move to commit to. One less eccentric like your family dance!
>Take Emily to Vortexia’s changing room. It’s almost soundproof in there and it’s your de facto base of operations here. Besides, you were planning on visiting.
>Take Emily out to watch the rest of the concert. Her body will have to give up from exhaustion eventually, right? You’ll drag her around after. More importantly, this is still a date, and she has seemed to accept that she’s going to dance no matter what.
>Write In.

>>5933401
>>Take Emily to Vortexia’s changing room. It’s almost soundproof in there and it’s your de facto base of operations here. Besides, you were planning on visiting.

>>5933403
+1
Carol what are you doing you dumb dog?

>>5933401
>Teach Emily a different dance move to commit to. One less eccentric like your family dance!

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“That won’t do.” You don’t think there’s a point in making Emily uncomfortable. “Let’s go to Clutz’s changing room. It was as close to a soundproof room as we’re gonna get here.”

“B-But I don’t want to keep you away from the stage.” Emily prioritizes the date over her well-being.

“C’mon, you’re more important than one stupid concert. Let’s go!” You grab the insecure dancing girl’s hand and take her out of here!

You have no idea how you found your way back to the Vortexia’s changing room, but you did. An ocean of hallways can’t deter you from helping a cute girl! Security tried to stop you from entering —because this isn’t the time for VIP guests to be roaming around the place— but you explained who you are and they STILL didn’t let you in, until Vortexia confirmed it. Your Clutz is clutch! She must’ve felt that you two made a difference earlier to agree to have you in now.

“You did great, Clutz!” You exclaim with exuberance!

“It was truly breathtaking. I can’t wait to see what you have prepared for a full concert.” Emily nods. “I’m looking forward to working full-time alongside you.”

“And that ending was hilarious.” You hope it doesn’t get her too many enemies.

“It must’ve caused quite the stir.” Emily thinks this controversy will need positive results.

“Thank you, thank you. That was the plan all along… Now your heart belongs to me.” Vortexia haughtily giggles. “Can you tell me now why she’s dancing? HMM?!”

“I wouldn’t call this dancing, haha…” Emily is still moving those hips, but it’s not even a fraction as bad as it is outside of here. The music is at most distant background noise.

“Please, inform YUNG-P of that.” Vortexia knows the enemy as she chuckles at her own joke.

“Do you have noise canceling headphones?” You ask. You swear you saw a pair before!

“On the table, why?” Vortexia hands them over.

“Here.” You put them on Emily’s head.

Your date immediately collapses into your arms from exhaustion…

“S-Sorry… My legs gave up.” Emily is filled with guilt.

“Sit here, now.” Vortexia gives her chair to Emily! Your poor date is a little disoriented with those headphones, but you two push her to the spot. “Now an explanation isn’t optional, it’s necessary! Start talking, and it better make sense.”

You’ve gained some of Vortexia’s trust, now it’s time to get to the final base!

>>5933507


How do you respond?

>“Carol’s black magic forced her to dance. It’s terrible. Now this part of our date is ruined!” Explain so poorly, it might as well not be an actual explanation.
>“We don’t know why it happens, but Yung-P’s music makes her act like that.” Act a little clueless to not fill in all the flame details into the explanation.
>“If I knew, I would’ve stopped it.” Shrug. Act clueless.
>“I’ll let Emily explain.” It’s not your story to tell.
>“We’ll learn once we confront Carol! All we can do now is wait.” Be patient. Let Emily and Vortexia rest.
>Write In.

(Last Reply of the Day! I don't know when we will return, but we will return soon-ish!)

>>5933508
>Pick her up with Philonune
>"Oh yeah, magic exists btw."

>>5933508
>“We’ll learn once we confront Carol! All we can do now is wait.” Be patient. Let Emily and Vortexia rest.

>>5933508
>>5933529
+1
but also
>“I’ll let Emily explain.” It’s not your story to tell.

>>5933529
>>5933608

How about we don't pull the random idol into knowing about magic. It pushes the boundary of the rules and doesn't accomplish or explain anything.

>>5933508
>>5933608
Changing to
>“We’ll learn once we confront Carol! All we can do now is wait.” Be patient. Let Emily and Vortexia rest.

>>5933609
Alright that's fair.

>>5933508
>“We’ll learn once we confront Carol! All we can do now is wait.” Be patient. Let Emily and Vortexia rest.

>>5933609
People here are overly serious about that rule. It only violates the rule if we do it in mass

>>5933724
Sure, but doing it here still isn't helpful. We don't need to draw everyone we touch into the Flame War.

>>5933725
I don't wanna explain the Flame War, just tell her that magic exists like in TV shows and that will help us explain the Carol stuff to her pretty simply and cause her to freak out in a funny manner

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“We’ll learn about what’s going on once we confront Carol! All we can do now is wait.” You decide to be patient. These two girls need to rest. You bring a seat for you and Vortexia, yours is next to Emily’s.

“And how are you going to meet the evil enchantress? I can’t bring you along to my meeting.” Vortexia assumes you know all that. “I’d be surprised if she didn’t cancel it. I went off script out there.”

“Our VIP tickets have a meet-and-greet after the concert.” You bring those bad boys out to view.

“That’s a great perk! Isn’t it great to be a fan and nothing else but a fan instead of becoming way too involved without anyone’s consent? Makes these meetings special.” Clutz is trying to convince you of something but you’ll play dumb.

“Every moment I spend with my favorite girls is special.” You gleefully say like a great manager would.

“D’aww, It IS impossible to get tired of me...” The arrogant idol giggles. She does enjoy getting praised.

“Now relax. You deserve this break.” You tell your client to take it easy.

“J-Just don’t put your hands on my head.” Vortexia doesn’t want any headpats. That’s bad girl behavior. “I can’t believe the precious treasure I gave you would be my downfall. I can’t believe it is legal! And yes, I learned every detail about what happened from Punky-Pie!”

“Pumpkin Pie.” You correct.

“Oh! NOW you care about saying names right?!” Vortexia pouts.

“Not the time to complain, Clutz, just relax and let me do my magic again.” You wiggle your eyebrows.

“Actually I’d rather not stay put.” Vortexia stands up. “You two were in the middle of a date, correct?”

“Yeah…” You rub the back of your neck.

“And I have conquered both of your hearts with my amazing performances. right? That’s a given, not sure why I’m asking.” Vortexia is going somewhere with this.

“What’s going on?” You’re curious.

“I’m giving you two a special private performance!” Vortexia turns on the TV in the room with a karaoke machine. The background music drowns any noise outside that some poor fools would dare call music. “Take her headphones off, I’ll make your date unforgettable!”

Clutz plays hard to befriend, but beneath it all, she feels in debt for what you did today, even if it’s your job and parts of her anxiousness were your fault. This is her way to thank you! But is it a good idea after such a taxing performance?

>>5935344


What do you do?

>Thank Clutz for the gesture, but you think it’d be better if you all relax instead.
>Comply with Clutz’s orders, but not without making sure Emily isn’t negatively affected by this.
>Write In.

How are you planning on confronting Carol?

>“Thanks for the tickets, Carol! But have you noticed something off about your recitals?” Act composed and well-mannered. You can’t expect evil intentions from your ex-wife.
>“Carol! Look at what you’ve done! Look!” Make Emily dance as evidence of Carol callousness.
>“Hey, Carol, I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but THE MIND CONTROL STUFF IS STILL HAPPENING!” Start sarcastic, then get mad.
>“CAROL, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!” Be blunt and aggressive like a wild raccoon.
>“Carol, I started my brand new idol agency, and we’re taking you and Ka-Shing down! Mainly Ka-Shing!” Proclaim a declaration of war!
>Write In.

(This is all for the day, but we will return tomorrow early, so please, if you can vote now, do so! I want to prepare early!)

>>5935346
>>Comply with Clutz’s orders, but not without making sure Emily isn’t negatively affected by this.
>“Hey, Carol, I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but THE MIND CONTROL STUFF IS STILL HAPPENING!” Start sarcastic, then get mad.

>>5935346
>>Comply with Clutz’s orders, but not without making sure Emily isn’t negatively affected by this.
>“Carol! Look at what you’ve done! Look!” Make Emily dance as evidence of Carol callousness.

>>5935348
+1

>>5935346
>“Thanks for the tickets, Carol! But have you noticed something off about your recitals?” Act composed and well-mannered. You can’t expect evil intentions from your ex-wife.
She must have at least inherited some tomato goodness

>>5935375
Also
>Comply with Clutz’s orders, but not without making sure Emily isn’t negatively affected by this.

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“Sure then. Thank you, Vortexia.” You give all your confidence to your clumsy idol! You have to make sure Emily will be fine without the headphones though.

Emily hasn’t been unconscious exactly, but she’s been out of the loop ever since you brought the seats together, resting her head on your shoulder. You gently nudged her and tried to explain the situation the best you could doing an unnecessary routine of detailed pantomimes. Emily just texted you instead. It went faster. You told her about what’s going on and Vortexia’s offer. Emily was delighted to try! She really didn’t want the date to end on a sour note, so she is willing to withstand anything to have a good time with you.

And there was little to withstand (unless you’re not a fan of Vortexia), Clutz’s singing drowned what little possibility of a noise could come in from Carol’s concert. You were sure Vortexia’s music was going to work, and sure enough Emily didn’t bust a single move.

This ended up being closer to a karaoke session than anything else, but in a good way! It felt very casual, fun, and relaxed. You expected a bit of awkwardness due to the circumstances, but no, Vortexia is a consummate professional, and a great performer. The fact that everyone in the room had fun is not something you take for granted, nor the gesture, you feel in debt with Vortexia now.

The impromptu concert didn’t last as long as Carol’s. It was your decision to cut it short, you could see Vortexia didn’t have the stamina to do a full one, and neither of you were interested in exploiting her generosity. You had fun afterward just casually chatting. It’s fun for you to see how Emily and Clutz have connected, and your date is doing a good job of opening Vortexia up to the idea of your managerial role being serious.

It was inevitable that without Vortexia’s wonderful voice drowning out noises that Emily would continue getting some side-effects from the brainwashing, but it was just a twitch or two every now and then. Ajna would find this pathetic. Or better. You don’t think Ajna loves fidgeting necessarily… Or maybe she does. You should ask your Star Trumpeter and true brain behind the Bluesberries about it!

Eventually, you heard the concert ending. You went outside the room to talk to security about meeting up with Carol. They redirected you to a staff member, who informed you that in 15 minutes or so, the VIP guests will be welcomed into a special guest room. Vortexia managed to sneak in as she’s being treated like a VIP guest like you two for no discernible reason. That annoyed her. She’s part of the talent.

The 15 minutes thing was a lie. Or a mistake, you should say. Different Groups are entering the Special Guest Room at different times to meet Carol on their own, with you being chosen as the last one due Carol’s request. So you had to wait almost 2 and a half hours before you could go in. You’ll never forgive her.

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>>5935939

With access granted, you enter the special room. It’s not much different than Vortexia’s Locker Room, just bigger, and with a massive table of catering food, most of it almost all eaten. You arrived too late...

“About time I was done with the meetings...” Carol is glad to see you all in a different way than one would expect. “Welcome! Welcome! I guess I should be sorry for not being energetic, but you guys know I’m beat, so I’m the contractually mandated amount of apologetic. You may not believe me, but I was looking forward to this.”

“Hey, Carol! I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but THE MIND CONTROL STUFF IS STILL HAPPENING!” You start sarcastic then evolve to mad! Vera would be proud!

“I take it back. I don’t wanna do this anymore...” Carol pulls from the ropes of her hoodie to hide her face.

“Johnny, calm down, you don’t have to be upset...” Emily doesn’t want you to be so confrontational.

“What a fine lady your mistress ended up being, bravo. Maybe a little too good for you, Jonathan.” Carol jokes around. What did she call you?!

“...I’ll be the one giving her a piece of my mind.” Emily is the one upset here!

“N-Nevermind, you deserve each other!” The Cowardly Carol hides behind her seat.

“Mistress? What exactly is happening here...?” Vortexia is wholly confused about everything now.

“Hey, it’s… you! Good job out there, someone backstage said you did fine.” Carol sounds like she didn’t bother to watch your client’s performance.

“It means a lot coming from you, you’re an inspiration, YUNG-P! Openly lambasting you was a treat.” Vortexia giggles with evil intentions.

“W-What’s up with you all and the two-faced comments…?!” Carol didn’t think you’d be so mean to her.

“You’re still brainwashing people!” You furrow your eyebrows.

“And not just any people! Your own fans! And I was one of them!” Emily feels cheated.

“And you didn’t bother watching my spectacle even after I told you how much it meant to me — as your fan — to open for you today.” Vortexia is annoyed at Carol too.

“L-Lack of accountability, got it, got it!” Carol didn’t expect such a fervent response from you three. “But I feel like you are just dogpilling on me. With that attitude, your tryout isn’t going to go well.” She points at Clutz.

“Please, don’t derail the conversation.” Emily sternly but politely stops the major idol from rambling.

>>5935942
“Why did you bring her then...?” Carol gets annoyed because she feels she has a point. “Whatever, I don’t want to upset everyone more than they already are. Let’s all bring our aggressiveness down a notch or two and have a friendly conversation with no unfounded accusations of intentional misconduct. We’re all buddies here! We all have topics to address! I have job offers piled up from my boss for you all. And I have my own questions. So chill out, grab a drink, and let’s talk for a bit!”

Carol invites everyone to wind down and address these contentious topics one by one.

What do you do?

>Press Carol about the Hypnotism. Was she aware of what she’s doing or not? She almost ruined your date!
>Declare Idol war. Tell Carol that Clutz is one of your idols!
>Ask about this Job offer from the man who killed your mother.
>Ask Carol what she wants to know first so you can get that out of the way before diving deeper into what matters.
>Write In.

>>5935945
>>Ask Carol what she wants to know first so you can get that out of the way before diving deeper into what matters.

>>5935949
+1

>>5935945
>>Ask Carol what she wants to know first so you can get that out of the way before diving deeper into what matters.

>>5935945
>>Press Carol about the Hypnotism. Was she aware of what she’s doing or not? She almost ruined your date!

>>5935945

>Ask Carol what she wants to know first so you can get that out of the way before diving deeper into what matters.

Easiest way to change subject and calm everyone a bit

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You all kind of look at each other briefly and decide to humor Carol. Mainly to sit down, you were spending too much time waiting outside and you need a rest.

“What do you want to know?” You better get these little topics out of the way before delving into what’s important.

“Since we’re doing unnecessarily loud callouts here, I wanna know what you did to my girl!” Carol demands to know the details.

“What is this about…?” Vortexia is getting weirded out again.

“Yeah, what the hell are you talking about?” You have no idea.

“Sounds taken out of context.” Emily already knows Carol’s tricks. Since she’s pissed, she doesn’t have to be nice and ignore the idol’s faults.

“Don’t play dumb. My girl, Vivi!” Carol clarifies. “I know you must’ve done something to her. She has refused to come to work ever since that stupid cooking duel, she has become secluded. She doesn’t wanna see me! How you broke her ego with food is beyond me, that’s why I need to know what exactly happened. As her best friend, I’m worried.”

“Cooking duel?” Emily wonders what this is about.

“It’s a long story.” You scratch the back of your head.

“Carol, by what little I know of Vivienne, she wasn’t fond of you in the slightest.” Emily wants to imply that there’s a different reason as to why nobody talks to her.

“If there’s one thing I learned today it’s that you need to work on your personality. Ihohoho~” Vortexia adds.

“Jumping to conclusions much? If I did the same to you, you’d be in rainy tears.” Carol mocks Whirlwendy back. “And I know my Vivi. She pretends to be cold and calculating on the outside, but she’s a big softie beneath.”

“Isn’t this something you’re trying to convince yourself of?” Emily didn’t feel any warmth coming from Vivi towards the idol. “Our time together was brief.”

“You’ll have to explain how you all met. I’m at a loss here!” Vortexia demands context.

“Later, later.” Carol knows that Clutz doesn’t matter in this conversation, so she can be ignored (her opinion). “I’m no idiot, that day’s security tapes went missing, and who is the security chief? That’s right! Vivi! So I KNOW something must’ve happened! You need to tell me so I can help her!”

How do you respond?

>“I did nothing. I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Shake your head and deny these claims.
>“Vivi fell in love with my chef costume. She thought it was embarrassing, I didn’t know to what extent she tried to hide it… What a silly bean.” Create a stupid backstory.
>“I have no idea. We can visit her together some day and help her out if you’d like.” Lend a helping hand.
>“She confessed her love to me.” Deadpan.
>Write In.

>>5936092
>“She confessed her love to me.” Deadpan.
we're on a date, but fuck it

>>5936092
>>“Vivi fell in love with my chef costume. She thought it was embarrassing, I didn’t know to what extent she tried to hide it… What a silly bean.” Create a stupid backstory.
> "Make sure to spread the word so everyone can be considerate of her about it!"
The sure anger of this lie spreading her will draw her out of her shell

>>5936098
Supporting

>>5936092
>>“She confessed her love to me.” Deadpan.

>>5936108
>>5936092
I'll change to this >>5936098

>>5936092
>She confessed her love to me

>>5936092
>“I have no idea. We can visit her together some day and help her out if you’d like.” Lend a helping hand.

>>5936092
>“She confessed her love to me.” Deadpan.
>"Or possibly my cake. I'm not sure, to be honest."
Cue Emily and Carol inspecting Johnny's ass after a moment of processing.

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“Vivi fell in love with my chef costume. She thought it was embarrassing, I didn’t know to what extent she tried to hide it… What a silly bean.” You act like you dropped a serious truth bomb of gigantic magnitude. “Make sure to spread the word so everyone can be considerate of her about it!”

“I don’t think that would give you the results that you want.” Emily informs you that it’s a bad idea and it’s not going to help Vivi.

“I mean, it's unbelievable. Like, literally unbelievable.” Carol isn’t buying what you’re selling. “I don’t spread lies. Just hot rumors.”

“Do you have any pictures?” Emily is willing to give you the benefit of the doubt.

“Get your foot off the pedal. I have heard enough to start questioning my sanity. Cooking Duel? Falling in love with your chef attire? WHAT’S GOING ON?!” Vortexia is tired of standing here, pretending this makes sense. “These don’t sound like day-to-day occurrences that shouldn’t be questioned!”

“That’s why we’re wholly believing every single word he’s saying, right?” Carol drips in sarcasm.

“It doesn’t sound wholly impossible.” Emily crosses her arms.

“W h a t ?” Carol is flabbergasted.

“Don’t you think Johnny is attractive? Why would you rule it out?” Emily asks. A little proud of being your date.

“I’m not questioning that. His face is dangerous to the likes of Vivi.” Carol nods. “But what kind of a chef costume would make her — of all people — fall to her knees, hmm?”

“Who is this Vivi? What does she look like? Why is everyone pretending a girl can’t love?” Vortexia is getting more annoyed than upset.

“Hence the reason why I’m asking for pictures.” Emily points out. “But if he does look provocative in them, I don’t know if we should peek.”

“Stop ignoring me!” Vortexia pouts.

“It’s up to him to provide the evidence.” Carol feels like this is the only way. “Even the livestream is lost media now...”

Yeah, you shouldn’t have assumed they would’ve believed you blindly. Good thing you have something prepared!

How do you respond?

>“Can’t show it to you all. She ripped it apart.” Look genuinely sad about it.
>“Here’s a picture of me winning with my assistant.” Show a picture of you and Kata after the duel.
>“Imagine this!” Describe the outfit the best way you can without lying!
>“Vortexia, this is what happened…” Explain how the cooking duel came to be.
>Write In.

>>5936237
>>“Here’s a picture of me winning with my assistant.” Show a picture of you and Kata after the duel.

>>5936237
>“Here’s a picture of me winning with my assistant.” Show a picture of you and Kata after the duel.
>“Vortexia, this is what happened…” Explain how the cooking duel came to be.
Should we describe the cake we made?

>>5936237
backing >>5936246
>"And yeah, Clutz. My life has lots of stupid day-to-day stuff happening." Sigh. Why is it always you?

>>5936237
>>“Here’s a picture of me winning with my assistant.” Show a picture of you and Kata after the duel.

>>5936248
This

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“Here’s a picture of me winning with my assistant.” You take a moment to swipe through the multiple faces of people enjoying your food to find the one where you posed with Kata after utterly defeating Gerard with ease. “And yeah, Clutz. My life has lots of stupid day-to-day stuff happening.” You sigh… Why is it always you?

“Don’t act like you aren’t responsible.” Vortexia calls you out. Then everyone got their eyes stuck on the picture.

You were about to explain how the duel came to be, but everyone got distracted with the attire.

“That’s it? That’s the costume?” Carol feels cheated. “You want me to believe Vivi got the hots from that?”

“You seem to have a type, my dear obsessive fan.” Vortexia notices Emily and Kata’s similarities.

“Hehe, you look so silly, Johnny.” Emily giggles. She didn’t know what Clutz meant.

“Exactly! There’s no way that would’ve worked on Vivi!” Carol adds.

“...But maybe that’s the point.” Emily opens her eyes wide.

“What are you babbling about now?” Carol refuses to follow.

“Johnny said she was ashamed from liking it so much, correct?” Emily is gaslighting the idol.

“Do you take me for an idiot?” Carol doesn’t buy it still.

“Just follow my train of logic for a moment.” Emily is trying to do a hard sell.

“Sorry, the train starts its route in an Illogical station and I’ve never been there.” Carol won’t entertain shit.

“I bet that sounded much more clever in your head, YUNG-P.” Vortexia laughs at Carol’s long winded come back.

“First of all, harsh, second of all, listening to something so idiotic turns my brain to mush.” Carol glares at Vortexia.

“Is it while in this state when you write your music?” Vortexia is being really mean for no reason.

“No, but this is the state where I can enjoy yours.” Carol would be decent-ish at a smug-off… Vortexia backs off.

“Well, I have proven enough, haven’t I?” You smirk as you try to take attention away from your defeated client.

“No, you haven’t.” Carol shakes her head. “Don’t pretend you did a good job. Please, can you be honest with me now?”

What do you do?

>Double down. Ask for someone from the staff to buy a replica of the costume, wear it, and try to seduce one of the three girls in front of you.
>“Honestly, Carol, as much as I’m joking. I don’t think I’m responsible for Vivienne’s issues. I do want to help if possible. But I can assure you, she liked the costume.” It’d be too egotistical for you to pretend to be the source, right? At least you have to make sure if that’s the case.
>“I gifted her some of my special cake, and it gave her the courage to confess her love for me after she ate it.” Omit the more intense details, but be upfront otherwise.
>“Sorry, no can do, it’s a secret.” You won’t divulge a thing!
>Write In.

(Last Reply of the Day, we probably continue tomorrow!)

>>5936346
>“I gifted her some of my special cake, and it gave her the courage to confess her love for me after she ate it.” Omit the more intense details, but be upfront otherwise.

>>5936346
>Write In.
Give me your sparks of luck idol card and I’ll come clean.
>“I gifted her some of my special cake, and it gave her the courage to confess her love for me after she ate it.” Omit the more intense details, but be upfront otherwise.

>>5936346
>“I gifted her some of my special cake, and it gave her the courage to confess her love for me after she ate it.” Omit the more intense details, but be upfront otherwise.

>>5936358
Based, do this

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>>5936346
>they dont get it

>>5936358
+1

>>5936530
>she doesn't know

>>5936358

>“I gifted her some of my special cake, and it gave her the courage to confess her love for me after she ate it.” Omit the more intense details, but be upfront otherwise.

I say we double down and bake them the fucking cake. Maybe avoid giving it to Vortexia, in order not to break her fucking brain. but definitely to Carol, and possibly Emily. It's definitely gonna be a fun ride no matter what

>>5936969
>got a double sixty-nine
Now we have to give it to all of them.

>>5936969
Fuck ghost powers, the cake is the strongest tool in our arsenal

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“Give me your Sparks of Luck Idol Card and I’ll come clean.” You haggle.

“You think I’m carrying one of those stupid things with me all the time?” Carol would do it if she had any. “Who does that?”

“A passionate idol.” Vortexia is proud of being a weirdo.

“No, the answer is nobody.” Carol rolls her eyes. “Fine, I’ll ask someone from the staff to get me one of those.”

“Just one?” Emily interjects. “There’s 3 of us here.”

“...You can’t be serious right now.” Carol is astonished.

“Didn’t you upset us all?” Vortexia adds. “I don’t even care about the trinket, I just want to make your life a little bit more obnoxious.”

“But we’re even after this, you hear me? No more petty crap!” Carol makes a call to get this done.

After some poor staff member handed you all a copy of YUNG-P’s card, you’re willing to give your testimony, as the idol is holding her signature as ransom until she hears the truth. Or whatever she suspects the real reason is. You think Vivi liked your costume regardless of what others say about it, and they should totally spread the word regardless. This should be non-negotiable. But whatever, the meeting isn’t over yet, and you have to explain.

“Spill the beans now.” Carol demands answers.

“I gifted her some of my special cake, and it gave her the courage to confess her love for me after she ate it.” You omit the more intense details and try to phrase it with the truth. “This is a pretty uncomfortable thing to say while I’m on a date I might add.”

“You’re the one making this stuff up, not us.” Carol won’t be blamed for making your date awkward.

“I-It’s true though!” You’re tired of being treated as a liar.

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>>5937239

“He’s pretty adamant about this, Carol.” Emily backs you up.

“Why aren't you pushing back on this nonsense, Emily...?” Vortexia questions your date more than anyone here. It’s like she’s taking for granted that you’re delusional.

“I know he isn’t lying, and it makes sense as to why he’s trying to hide it.” Emily stands by what she said.

“Yeah, and so what? I’m in the show business, people believe their own bullshit all the time.” Carol might believe you’re being honest, but she doesn’t think that’s what happened.

“You dare question my cake?!” You feel offended.

“And your integrity.” Emily adds.

“...And my integrity?!” You care more about the cake though.

“Yes. Cakes don’t do that.” Carol puts it in the simplest of terms.

“But mine does! It’s a special recipe!” You’ll defend the truth, no matter how dumb it is!

“So special I heard one chick got poisoned by it.” Carol adds.

“Now you’re crossing the line!” You would never make a poisoned cake! You remember why you divorced her!

“How could you say that?! You’ve been messing with me this whole time!” Carol frowns.

“Fine! I’ll find a way to prove it to you!” You will prove to everyone that Vivi liked your costume, your cake, and confessed her love to you!

“Isn’t the only reasonable way to prove it by... baking the cake?” Vortexia says the quiet part out loud.

The Challenge has been issued. It’d take a good chunk of your time if you choose to do it, and you’ll have the added difficulty that you’ll do this one on your own. The thing is, if you’re not up to the task, there might be another way to convince Carol that you aren’t lying.

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

>>5937240
Thanks for running!

>>5937240
thx bro, nice 420

>>5937240
We'll get Emily to help us, of course.

>>5937240
Thanks for running.