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>>6150288

“Didn’t expect us, eh, Knockout?” Crossbill grins like this is their grand victory.

“Got told through my earpiece.” You deadpan.

“Huh?! That’s cheating! I told them not to tell you!” Crossbill didn’t expect it. She loves the element of surprise.

“The element of surprise is for the enemy, dear.” Solomon chuckles.

“No, it’s for the entire audience!” Agent Mage disagrees. “Right, Agent Beef?”

“Moo!” Agent Beef is happy to be around.

“Agent Beef was eager to help, by the way! He knew it was his moment to shine!” Agent Mark pats his valiant coworker.

“And he aced it! Thanks!” You show your gratitude to the kind animal.

Everyone in the pouch says good things and *only* good things about Agent Beef. He’s enjoying it!

You’ll return to the truck shortly, once you’re there, it’s officially over… Mission is done! It seems like you’re going to go to Jackey Frosties to celebrate! You wonder why…

Maybe after the party is done, you can bring Constance to Solomon… But for now…

What do you do on your way there?

>Call base and try to find a way to pull Jaylene out of the stupid painting.
>Kiss Aurora in front of everyone. You made a promise.
>Just relax on your way to celebrate. Follow the will of partying through its natural course and figure the rest out later.
>Write In.

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>>6150290

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>>6150290
>Kiss Aurora in front of everyone. You made a promise.

>>6150290
>Kiss Aurora in front of everyone. You made a promise.

>>6150290
>>Kiss Aurora in front of everyone. You made a promise.
Keep our promise first

>>6150290
>Kiss Aurora in front of everyone. You made a promise.
With tongue of course

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It’s all said and done, as soon as you choose what to do on the way to the celebration party, you reach your destination. You’re past the bridge near an empty spot by the highway, with absolutely nothing to see but the nonsense your crew brings — which means the truck with all the people in it. Many of them come out to welcome the triumphant battalion!

Hugs were given, fists were raised, and cheers were loud — like a climactic goal was scored in extra time. Victory is always sweet, but having people around to cherish it makes it even better. Scarlet and Vera throw themselves at you, while Rora is still holding onto you. Nothing Lady Steen finds amusing. Congratulations and well done galore for everyone involved!

With the painting carefully put away, Rora and her entity can get some rest… and their reward. After being done with Liu’s hug, you know what to do next after patting her head...

“Okay, Liu. That’s enough.” Vera checks her notepad like she’s in charge of the line of an amusement park attraction. “Hey, Tee Tee. You sure you don’t wanna hug him?” She turns to the kitty.

“Nggh… S-Stop acting like it’s a reward.” Susie hides in the truck.

“Speaking of rewards…” You think it’s time! “Rora, I owe you one!”

“You don’t mean!” Scarlet is facepalming.

“Huh?! We’re doing it right here, and right now?!” The Bunny turns red within a second.

“I mean, why not? It’s a promise!” You don’t mind!

“Oh my god, then! What are we waiting for?!” Aurora finds energy she didn’t have to approach you.

“Maybe setting the mood?” Scarlet deadpans.

“A private location?” Dossenius adds.

“Me not being nearby?” Suan De includes.

“He’s a debonair, those details matter little.” Misty chuckles at the naivety of those two.

Aurora throws herself into your arms again and the two of you embrace in a long kiss!

“[AUUUUUU!]” Galactic and Agent Beef find this adorable as they hug each other watching.

“What’s this? A cheesy action movie...?” Odetta is unimpressed.

“Those are classics for good reasons, young lady. I wonder if they’d appreciate an explosion behind them, it adds to the cinematography…” Solomon has quirky intentions.

“...You can blow them up, they’re taking too long.” Scarlet is tired of waiting.

“Oh my, those hands are moving in interesting directions…” Even Misty finds Rora’s moves too daring.

“I bet if I did my trick, they’d appreciate it.” The Markgician throws a joke.

But he’s not wrong, Rora is unbuttoning her shirt…

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>>6150427

“*Hic*… *Hic*…” Liu is getting embarrassed by just watching...

“Enough, you two. Leave it for later.” Suan De approaches you both and pokes both of your shoulders.

“Aw c’mon! Don’t be a prick!” Neko feels cheated. What a pervert.

“Ah...?” Rora is back to her senses. Kinda.

“Later, you say?” You wiggle your eyebrows and get an eye roll from the dragon back.

“Bunny, sign the form our dear Headphones is holding.” Vera approaches with her assistant holding a contract. “It’s to pledge your allegiance to our cause.”

“Huh? Sure…” Rora has no idea what she signed. Ms. Steen is impressed by Vera’s efficiency.

“Welcome to the Fan Club!” Liu makes it official as she closes. Rora doesn’t get what’s going on, she’s on cloud nine.

“What’s this? A cult?” Crossbill shakes her head.

“I see nothing wrong with that.” Hubbard is an impartial observer.

“Okay, my turn now!” Scarlet is half-jokingly ready for her kiss.

“Get lost, Bubbles. He promised *one* kiss, if he gave them willy-nilly I’d be first on the list... and then Liu.” Vera says it as a matter of fact.

“M-Me?!” Liu isn’t prepared, but she’s willing!

“Just go for it, you lil’ prick! Be brave!” Neko demands the show to continue.

“Little girls playing house instead of taking what they want, adorable.” Misty finds them all so amusing.

“...” Lady Steen is not amused tho.

“[Cousin], you’re not planning on ANNOYING him, Correct?” Galactic is concerned about sparking a family feud. Misty plays dumb.

“I can speak for myself.” You point out to Vera.

“Then demand order.” Suan De frowns.

“Fine… Let’s get to the truck...” You’ll be a good boy for now.

“The perks of being a woman pleaser from top to bottom.” Solomon chuckles.

“Aw, be quiet. You know we have places to go.” Crossbill doesn’t allow the old man’s snide comments.

“Then please, ALL ABOARD the [VEHICLE]!” Galactic leads the pack back into the truck!

This appears to be a good time to part ways with some of these people if you choose to, but...

What do you do during the trip to Jackey Frosties?

>Just get there.
>You think it’s a good time to split with Hubbard. Bye forever, old man!
>You think it’s a good time to split with Lady Steen, see you soon, lovely lady! And, huh, the other two that are with her.
>Try to figure out how to get Jaylene out of the damn painting in record time.
>Write In.

>>6150428
>Just get there.
>While making out with anygirl who asks.

>>6150428
>>Try to figure out how to get Jaylene out of the damn painting in record time.

>>6150428
>Try to figure out how to get Jaylene out of the damn painting in record time.

>>6150428
>Try to figure out how to get Jaylene out of the damn painting in record time.
>While making out with anygirl who asks.

>>6150428
>You think it’s a good time to split with Hubbard. Bye forever, old man!

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Going inside the truck was easier said than done, there’s way too many people! It’s You, Scarlet, Aurora, Vera, Liu, Suan De, T_T Neko, Mark, Odetta, Galactic, Misty, The Buffalo, Crossbill, Solomon, Steen, Steen’s dead buddy, Dossenius, and Hubbard! And that’s not even counting the equipment AND the painting! This can’t be safe...

Some of you will have to ride inside Agent Beef! And by some, you mean yourself, Suan De, Mark, Crossbill, and Aurora. That was the fate of the Randomizer App the dastardly Neko cheated with. Galactic is driving, and former criminal Misty is riding shotgun. You hope the police don’t notice her… Everyone else is struggling to have some space in the back, and arguments are being had.

“Your fatass is taking up all the space!” Vera demands Scarlet to stop being a nuisance!

“I-I told you I’m self-conscious about it!” Scarlet thought there were lines they wouldn’t cross!

“Scar Scar, you should use it to your advantage! I bet Johnny would love to smack it!” Aurora points out again!

“…” Steen is judging.

“Oh my god, can we, like, not talk about this?!” Scarlet gets all embarrassed about it.

“No, because you’re suffocating Liu!!! Tell her, Liu!” Vera yells.

“I can’t… that’s kind of the problem...” Liu is dying.

“…” Suan De snatches Liu into the Buffalo to save her life. You and Crossbill helped her out too.

“Some space, thank god…!” Neko can breathe again too. “Can you take away this one too?” She points at Odetta.

“Sure!” You oblige!

“HEY! I was minding my own business!” Odetta knows this is unfair.

“Oh, sorry. But the Buffalo is comfy.” You smile.

“Yeah, I could fall asleep in here…” Crossbill yawns.

“Moo!” The Buffalo feels proud.

“Besides, we’re in a prime position to figure out how to help your cousin.” You can move around inside the Buffalo!

“Are you truly the people who brought the Dark Church down...?” Hubbard feels like life sucks and he should die.

“...Why did we bring this old toothless bastard along?” Odetta points out.

“Y-You should concentrate on the painting, yes…” Hubbard pretends he’s invisible now. That’s your power though.

There are so many people in this truck, that someone is bound to have a clue on how to break Jaylene out of the picture. If you’re lucky, you can figure out how to do this!

Who do you ask for help with this?

>Ask Susie if she knows someone.
>Ask Steen if she knows someone.
>Ask Hubbard if he knows someone.
>Just break it, what’s the worst that could happen? (Knowledge will leave for a bit.)
>Call Giorsal.
>Call Fiora.
>Write In.

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

>>6150462
>>Call Fiora.

>>6150462
>Call Fiora.

>>6150462
>Call Fiora.

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If no one has brought any ideas on how to figure this Soul-Snatching Painting thing out, you doubt anyone in this truck has a clue on what to do. Better to rely on the expertise of others than bash your head trying to figure out a solution! And you know no better person for this kind of job than a professional!

“Should we call Fiora? Isn’t she some kind of paranormal detective?” You wonder if the lady in black really gets paid for this stuff.

“That’s the mysterious lady that you and Gio talked about, right?” Scarlet remembers from before the mission.

“It’s indeed the case.” Suan De confirms.

“More intriguing names are being thrown out.” Lady Steen will take notes.

“Sounds like a scam.” On the other hand, Neko is unimpressed.

“You tell me, I don’t have a clue how she managed to make anyone take her seriously.” Odetta never explicitly told people she spies them with her ghost powers, yet some people actively believe Fiora can see the spirits? It’s hard to believe… until you realize some people like having their fortune read… and add that what Fiora does is real. “Call your fellow lamp post, if she has no clue, we’re screwed.”

“She’s tall? I imagined her, like, 4 feet tall.” Vera is a crazy lady. What did she *actually* imagine when you brought her up to date on everything? “By the way, stop calling him Lamp post, it’s getting old!!!”

“Stop shouting, he’s about to make the call.” Dossenius is curious about this himself.

“Gimme a sec, everyone.” You pull out your phone and dial Fiora’s number. “Hey, Fiora, it’s me! Johnny!”

“Hi there, Johnny. I’m pleased to hear your voice. How did your little escapade go?” Fiora wonders. Did Odetta tell her about the details?

“Great! Even better than expected, in fact, we got our hands onto something neither of us saw coming.” You cheerfully reply. “And we need your help to figure this one out. Can you lend a hand? Look, even Odetta is asking!” You put the phone near Odetta’s face.

“Do it or I’ll make you admit you just got out of the shower.” Odetta threatens.

“It’s not going to kill you to be genuine for a sec.” Crossbill scolds the ghost for a moment.

“Quite the esoteric threat...” Fiora doesn’t know how to respond. Makes you wonder if what Spooky is saying is true. “That aside, Of course, I’ll provide the help you need within my means. Explain the situation.”

You explain what’s going on! The strange painting itself, the strange aura surrounding it, the place that you found it in, and everything that could clue her in on what to do! Fiora asks for a moment to seek information from her texts. Then relies instructions through you for Odetta to look into the painting’s curse. After some back and forth, Fiora has made her deductions.

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>>6151059


“I believe there are two different spells at play, ostensibly the type performed on Objects. The one sealing the painting is a common practice used by the Temple of Beauty to safeguard their homes — but the other one... I’ll spare the minute details, but every temple has its own forbidden spells, and this is one of them. Fusing a body with an object.” Fiora explains. “I imagine our poor Odetta is in a hurry to be reunited with her cousin, so to suggest you to come by my new place seems futile.”

“Anything we can do to sort this out?” You ask.

“For the first spell, there should be a seal somewhere, within the frame most likely — and out of reach in truth...” Fiora thinks it over. “Tell Odetta to apply pressure on the curse without leaving her body. Like holding it tight with all her might. A soul is stronger within a host.”

You suggest that your new phantom punch ability can be adapted to help. Fiora believes it does!

“Your entities can’t help as their projections play a part in the physical world, destroying the frame can cause grave consequences. As long as it’s your soul and only your soul, anyone can do it. You’re brute-forcing the spell out of existence.” Fiora sounds very optimistic.

“Thanks. Lemme gather a group to do this…” You’ll get this first part done!

You inform everyone about what you’ve learned. With a team consisting of You, Odetta, Mark, Lady Steen, and Hubbard — you all try to break the enigmatic seal from the painting’s frame. It’s like holding a chain! One that you all manage to destroy with ease, like crumbling clay. All the people watching cheer when they’re being told that it worked! Odetta takes the frame off the painting. And as Fiora said, there’s a paper seal behind the picture attached to the frame that looks similar to the one in your secret room in the apartment.

“Interesting moves, you two.” Suan De found your and Mark’s form peculiar.

“Can’t wait to tell Dempsey what we did! He’d be proud of us!” The Markgician loves pulling new tricks.

“Such an uncouth way to go about this.” Hubbard found this tacky.

“I certainly have never seen this kind of spell.” Lady Steen looks at the painting without the darkness surrounding it. “I hardly believe the seal belonged to a member of the temple of Beauty, it’s so much more malignant...”

“Now what?” Odetta feels like you’re inching closer.

“Getting excited now that the treasure is within reach?” Misty teases.

“No, I hate when I get things done…” Odetta retorts sarcastically. Ms. Calamity is amused.

“We pulled her out! What’s next?” You return to the call with Fiora.

>>6151060


“Congratulations.” Fiora claps for you. “Now, I believe a ritual is next. Please, hand over the phone to whoever you see fit to perform it. I don’t recommend anyone who applied pressure on the first spell either, or has an entity — as your spiritual energy must be consistent for this to work.”

You guess Odetta will owe a big favor to anyone who agrees to help here!

Who should do this?

>Scarlet.
>Liu.
>Misty.
>Dossenius.
>The Buffalo.
>Write In.

>>6151061
>>The Buffalo.

>>6151062
Doesn't the buffalo have an entity?

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>>6151065
No, the person the Buffalo swapped bodies with (during the original Buffalo event) had an entity. The Buffalo doesn't have an entity.

>>6151061
>Scarlet.

>>6151070
+1

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“Hold on, I’ll ask the group.” You cover your phone with one hand after saying that. “Huh, need someone willing to do a ritual to bring her back. Fiora will give the instructions.”

“Hand over the phone, I’ll do it myself.” Odetta doesn’t see the point of passing it over.

“Sorry, you can’t do this one. Fiora said so.” You shake your head. The Ghost frowns.

“Oh! I’ll do it then! Trust me!” Aurora is more than willing to help.

“If I have to…” Odetta doesn’t completely hate the idea.

“Thanks, but the catch is that it can’t be someone with a flame or anyone who helped with the seal, something about the vibes being off for a bit or something.” You say before someone else asks.

“Hey, Knockout, let me handle it. Gotta be more useful than just for bringing the cavalry.” Crossbill is ready to continue helping out.

“A little greedy, aren’t you? Weren’t we the winning move?” Solomon chuckles.

“I’m not sure you can, Crossbill. You grabbed my flame, didn’t you? I feel like that should disqualify you. Thanks for the thought, but let’s be safer than sorry.” You imagine this can be an issue, or else it wouldn’t make sense to rule out Little O. Also, you don’t like rejecting so many girls! Feels awful! “Scarlet, can you do it?” You suggest instead of running in circles.

“Uh, sure! Leave it to me!” Scarlet shows her readiness! “I promise I will show you what I’m made of!” She reassures Spooky!

“That’s the [Spirit!], [HAEIOU!]” Galactic is the only one who can sound more optimistic than Scarlet.

“Go ahead…” Odetta sighs, feeling like there are no good options left — omitting the fact that Liu has headphones.

“At long last, I’ll witness what you’re good for!” Steen was waiting for this moment because she had no clue what Scarlet is here for. The redhead is not someone like Liu, who is sporting Headphones, clearly a sign of competence.

“Don’t make us look bad in front of the guests…” Vera wants Steen’s services for the fan club… She’s also massaging Scarlet to give her some confidence like some sort of boxing couch.

You hand over the phone to Scarlet! Fiora will dictate the instructions through the entire process, so Bubbles does not need to memorize anything! What a relief for everyone! The main downside is that Scarlet is going to be spent after this… and other *possible* unknown side effects.

Bubbles places one hand on top of the painting and starts doing a chant that sounds like gibberish. Maybe it’s your ignorance talking, but you have high Knowledge, so who knows? Dumb thoughts aside, the painting starts reacting to the counter spell as it begins to float and shine. The flat piece of paper begins reshaping into the silhouette of a woman… After a blinding flash leaves everyone without sight momentarily (not you, you can see everything because of Philonune), the body of a young girl appears in front of everyone…!

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>>6151136

It’s Jaylene in the flesh! She looks slightly different from what you remember, but maybe your memory is faulty. She drops into Bubbles’ arms as she barely manages to catch her.

“It worked! It worked! It worked!” Liu enthusiastically claps!

“You’re right! You’re right! You’re right!” Rora matches Liu’s silly energy!

“Dark heavens below, it is truly as you say…!” Hubbard exclaims.

“See? It was a great idea to stop and watch.” Misty teases her cousin.

“Praises be to this [Miracle]! And Our [VISORS!]” Galactic didn’t miss a thing either. They both tap their equipment and smile at each other.

“...Uh……” Jaylene is slowly waking up.

“…” Odetta is speechless.

Jaylene Larsen has returned to life!

What do you do?

>Push Odetta forward! She has to embrace her sister!
>Check on Scarlet and praise her for a job well done!
>Tell everyone to leave the car momentarily. Let the two sisters have their moment in private.
>Grab your phone back and thank Fiora for everything!
>Give a quick call to Oliver. Tell him to come to the clinic later, you have a big surprise for him.
>Write In.

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

>>6151138
>>Push Odetta forward! She has to embrace her sister!
>Check on Scarlet and praise her for a job well done!
>Grab your phone back and thank Fiora for everything!
>Give a quick call to Oliver. Tell him to come to the clinic later, you have a big surprise for him.
In that order

>>6151142
This

>>6151142
Yea

>>6151142
+1

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Not much of a heartfelt reunion if Odetta stays put with her goofy blank expression. You can’t blame her for not knowing what to do, but you can blame her for not doing anything after what everyone went through! She has to make something out of this! This is why you gently push her forward to give her a clue. If you’re willing to hug your dumb little sister after everything you went through, why can’t she?

Odetta’s eyes dart back at you, annoyed. You can’t help but chuckle, and hint at her to keep going. In the moment, you do a quick switchover, and now have Scarlet in your arms to check on her. Jaylene is half resting on the Buffalo’s fur, near you all.

“Where am I…?” Jaylene is waking up for real. Good news, her brain wasn’t fried in the process!

“Moo!” Agent Beef welcomes her back to the world of the living!

“Oh, I’m dreaming again.” Jaylene sensibly chuckles. “I have something stuck on my back…” She pulls a white canvas from her back. “Huh?” The Buffalo grabs it with its mouth and puts it away, that thing isn’t important now.

“Hey.” Odetta doesn’t get too close despite you pushing her.

“Hi, Odetta! This must be a good dream if you’re not immediately yelling at me.” Jaylene smiles. Does that mean Odetta yells at her regardless of the type of dream...?

“It’s not a dream, you blockhead.” Odetta frowns, her voice not carrying the same annoyance as when she’s actually mad. “Welcome back to reality.”

“Odetta… You brought me back?” Jaylene is realizing what is really going on as she looks at her hands. “Y-You went through all the trouble to bring *me* back?!”

“What can I say? I was in the neighborhood, and I can get cute like that.” Odetta keeps on joking with a grin on her face.

“But I thought you hated me…” Jaylene is in shock.

“Wish I could.” Odetta has no chill.

“Sis…” Jaylene’s eyes are getting watery.

“You can’t call me family without a hug and a kiss.” Odetta smiles. “Work for it, come over.” She opens her arms.

Instead of watching Jaylene struggle, you push Odetta towards her cousin again. Well, you weren’t the only one doing the funny tap… You’re not calling any names, but quite a few people wanted Spooky to stop being such a menace and be honest! They hug! You repeat: They hug!

“I’m sorry… for all the trouble…” Jaylene says as the teardrops don’t stop.

“Don’t fucking do this to me ever again… You know I’m not used to anything good happening...” Odetta grips her sister tightly.

“I won’t. I swear I won’t…!” Jaylene won’t let her sister go.

“You better… Now those two can finally catch a break...” Odetta lets all her frustrations out as she remembers the people who left her...

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>>6151638

“Bwaah! I love these kinds of reunions!” Mark is in tears! Galactic and Misty are too! What a melodramatic trio!

“Treasure each other, please.” Dossenius is actually crying too…

“Life can be wonderful still…” Solomon adjusts his sunglasses. He doesn’t know you have a reunion waiting for him.

“Told you a million times before and I’ll tell you the same thing a million times after.” Crossbill grins.

“I don’t get it, are they cousins or sisters?” Neko whispers to an emotional Liu. Didn’t the kitty look into their family? Did she not retain the information?!

“I-I don’t know!” An emotional Liu is busy with her rapid tiny claps.

“...And recorded.” Vera writes a timestamp and coordinates. She can relive the moment any time she wants with her powers.

“Gosh, I should call them…” Aurora wants to call her family! Steen is one step ahead. Maybe everyone should take a moment and talk to their loved ones.

“Well done, Scarlet.” You hug the redhead from behind as you two continue watching.

“Hehe, I did my best…” Scarlet sounds tired but in bliss. She loves being all over you!

With your other hand available, you tell Fiora the good news!

“Fabulous news, indeed.” Fiora maintains her cool despite her rejoicing. “My mentor must be pleased that I failed to disappoint this time. Please, send Odetta and Jaylene my regards. I’ll be waiting for them here. Let Mr. Buffalo know. Farewell.”

“I will! Bye!” You nod like a doofus.

There’s one extra call you want to make… One to Oliver...

“W-Who are all of these people? Did they help you out?” Jaylene realizes she’s surrounded by people she doesn’t know… and a Buffalo!

“Kinda, not everyone. Like that’s an Old bastard who should not be there.” Odetta points at Hubbard.

“That’s a crooked businesswoman.” Odetta points at Steen. She smiles and waves back, probably didn’t hear right with her phone call going.

“That’s the criminal you were sharing a cell with. I forgot he was even here.” Odetta points at Dossenius.

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>>6151639

“That’s an annoying ass prisoner. No idea why she’s important.” Odetta points at Crossbill.

“That’s an insane old man with a bazooka.” Odetta points at Solomon.

“That one is a violent criminal.” Odetta points at Mama Bodil who is taking a nap inside the Buffalo. She jumped into Agent Beef midway through the bridge walk back and fell asleep there, probably too exhausted from helping Suan De against Velenius. Vera has been anxiously waiting for her to wake up.

“Yet another prisoner. Probably stole something.” Odetta points at Misty.

“Her complete utter lunatic of a cousin.” Odetta points at Galactic. He poses.

“A schizo.” Odetta points at Susie. Neko didn’t like that.

“A buffoon.” Odetta points at Mark.

“A… Cripple with attachment issues.” Odetta points at Vera. Vera did NOT like that comment.

“Liu.” Odetta points at Headphones.

“A big stuck-up.” Odetta points at Suan De.

“The gal who brought you back.” Odetta points at Scarlet.

“And…” Odetta stares at you for a second. “...And a friend.”

…

…

Did Odetta call you a friend?!

How do you respond?

>“Is the Buffalo a friend too?” You won’t let Odetta ignore Agent Beef!
>“I’m honored…” Act as if a former shelter cat sat on your lap after months of bonding with it.
>“First time I’m hearing that.” Tease Odetta back.
>“Yeah, we’re big buds!” Don’t underplay it, but also don’t get too pushy!
>Write In.

How do you manage the call with Oliver?

>Keep the reunion a secret from everyone. You’ll tell no details! Neither to Oliver or Jaylene and Odetta.
>Tell Odetta and Jaylene your intentions with the call. They should know. Oliver? No, fuck him.
>Tell Oliver that you brought Jaylene back from the dead. He needs to make a big gesture!
>Call Oliver, and hand over the phone to Jaylene. Let them reconnect at their own pace.
>Write In.

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

>>6151640
>>“Yeah, we’re big buds!” Don’t underplay it, but also don’t get too pushy!
>Keep the reunion a secret from everyone. You’ll tell no details! Neither to Oliver or Jaylene and Odetta.
I wanna see their reactions

>>6151640
>“I’m honored…” Act as if a former shelter cat sat on your lap after months of bonding with it.
>Keep the reunion a secret from everyone. You’ll tell no details! Neither to Oliver or Jaylene and Odetta.
No need to ogle at them

>>6151693
I'll change to this actually

>>6151641
supporting

>>6151693
+1

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It takes a moment for everyone in the conversation to sink in what they heard, the unruly girl called you her friend! This is monumental! You worked an uphill battle to earn Ajna’s trust, in your heart to hearts, you knew there was a friendly girl inside those blankets, but Odetta is another story, it never felt achievable! Maybe you’re putting too much importance on a simple comment, but you have to show her what this means to you, joke or not.

“Friend? Do you mean it...?” Jaylene is pretty surprised.

“Huh? What? You heard me.” Odetta didn’t think this would get this kind of reaction.

“I’m honored…” You smile back.

“Relax, it’s not like I’m going to hand out a medal.” Odetta finds your reaction odd.

“It sure did take a lot of effort nonetheless.” You chuckle.

“...You want a medal, don’t you?” Odetta can tell. You must feign ignorance or let someone else say something.

“I’m not going to lie, I’m a little jealous.” Scarlet teases you both. Rora would’ve agreed if she wasn’t busy on the phone. Most people are, and those who aren’t, are talking amongst themselves.

“You can be Jaylene’s friend, you saved her ass, not mine.” Odetta jokes back. Maybe Jaylene will be to Scarlet what Oliver is to you…

“I can try, not sure if you’ll find me interesting…” Jaylene takes this proposition seriously. “I’m not prison breaking levels of super.”

“What do you mean? I know you snuck in too.” You raise an eyebrow. Crossbill can testify! Well, if she wasn’t busy trying to wake Mama Bodil up with Suan De.

“Maybe.” Jaylene plays fool. “Thank you for looking after Odetta…. Uhm…” Jaylene stops. Odetta whispers your names in her ear. You’re surprised she didn’t call Scarlet ‘Bubbles.’ “...Johnny and Scarlet!”

“Don’t mention it.” You give her a big — but not reality breaking big — thumbs up.

“I know it doesn’t mean much coming from me, but, from the bottom of my heart, I want you to have…” Jaylne hands over the canvas Agent Beef took before to Scarlet. It has something written now. “...My signature.”

“Thanks…?” Tired and All, Scarlet accepts it.

“Doesn’t mean much? It doesn’t mean shit! What is this crap, Jaylene?!” Odetta feels she’s undermining everyone’s efforts.

“I-It’s the only crap I have on me, it’s better than nothing! What else do you want from me?!” Jaylene retorts. She called Scarlet’s gift crap...

“Right now? For you to go back into the painting!” Odetta barks.

The two of them continue bickering, with Odetta scolding Jaylene for being an idiot, as she loses more and more ground with her meek defenses…

>>6152076

This is your cue to sneak a phone call to Oliver as you planned, you’ll tell him there will be a surprise waiting for him at the clinic in a couple of hours! The man has been informed. As soon as the call ends, you have reached your destination: A Jackey Frosties in the middle of nowhere again! Why are they here…? Oh, it’s a Gas Station Jackey Frosties, why do they exist? Who thought this concept was any good? Not even the girl you’re holding in your arms would think so!

Before you leave the car, Crossbill advises you to wear the mask back on for people to recognize you at first glance, to avoid a misunderstanding since everyone here is dressed as guards.

Different groups (Prisoners and Non-Prisoners) formed inside the Gas Station Jackey Froties. A couple of prisoners are missing, but whatever, you’re not one of the cops inside who let them escape. You should decide who you want to engage with first, the ones who are waiting here should take priority…

The Party is about to begin!

Who do you want to talk to?

>Talk to the group consisting of Judith, Cocoa, Tatianna, and Annelien. Must check in with the cops before you can be comfortable!
>Talk to the group consisting of Rahul, Squarefelix, Roundbert, and Carmella. Flame Group A!
>Talk to the group consisting of Sally, Beth, Zyra, Iris, and Tihana. Flame Group B!
>Talk to the group consisting of Dylan, Brutus, Walter, Baz, and Gregory. Random Prisoners!
>Talk to the lonely people. (Dunja, Wigmar, and Darwin.) The Friendless.
>Create your group! (Write In.)

>>6152077
>>Talk to the group consisting of Judith, Cocoa, Tatianna, and Annelien. Must check in with the cops before you can be comfortable!

>>6152079
>Talk to the group consisting of Judith, Cocoa, Tatianna, and Annelien. Must check in with the cops before you can be comfortable!
Fuck them 15 minute timer

>>6152077
>>Create your group! (Write In.)

Susie and Rora and Liu

>>6152077
>>Talk to the group consisting of Dylan, Brutus, Walter, Baz, and Gregory. Random Prisoners!

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Without further ado, your group enters the most ill positioned Jackey Frosties you have ever seen! You open the doors like it’s a cowboy movie, but instead of dead stares from everyone in the building, you get a rowdy crowd who cheers for everyone’s arrival! They tell you to get in, grab a seat, and order something — as all of them were waiting for you to get this party started!

The Joyless Jackey Frosties Employee takes everyone’s orders. They are asking for items that *shouldn’t* be on the menu like more salty fast food options, and despite having no way to comply — this man accepts every and all orders. Maybe this is the day he’s going to quit. Regardless, he’s out of view trying to figure out how to write a letter of resignation.

In the meantime, Vera told you that you should talk to the police officers who — for some ungodly reason — are here. Make sure they aren’t planning on pooping on this party. You’re carrying Bubbles, so you’re not sure if you should — but the Buffalo places himself in front of you as a signal that he’ll take care of the redhead. He already has Mama Bodil, so why not? Suan De assures you she’ll keep an eye on her as well.

You slap hands on your way to the policewoman’s table. You see Judith, Cocoa, Annelien… and Tatianna for some reason. But you’re not the only one here on the criminals’ behalf, Misty wants to meet up with the oh so kind Interpol Agent who warned her of the dangers she would’ve faced if she stayed in prison.

“Hi, everyone. Good to see you again.” You act friendly. “Came here to ask some questions.”

“Please, grab a seat. I’m glad you could join us.” Ms. Interpol Agent Judith welcomes you without a hitch. “First, I’d like to acknowledge that you fulfilled your part of our deal. My vote of confidence was well cast. Ms. Calamity, it’s such a pleasure to see you in good health.”

“It’s a delight to be out of that hellish den, and to see you again, Ms. Leitgeb.” Misty nods.

“Sorry if I’m moving too fast, but you all are fine with this?” You vaguely point at everything inside this Jackey Frosties.

“I suppose you can say that. Doesn’t make a lick of sense to me, but I’m following orders. I trust Chief Leitgeb on this one.” Policewoman Cocoa makes her mixed feelings known.

“To be brief, we surveyed the prisoners, and what can be categorized as ‘gross negligence’ in all their cases.” Judith explains.

“That’s what I’m here for. Looking it all up for ‘em… Putting my degree to good use.” Tatianna raises her hand.

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>>6152168

“It’s an abuse of the letter of the law to keep them imprisoned without a trial being issued. Further compiled with this Prison Faculty being out of the records, I see no reason for this abuse to continue. I’m merely gathering evidence to cover my bases in the unfortunate event that I’m questioned for my decisions.” Judith clarifies. “Plus, I’ll raise a petition for that place to be inspected and potentially closed, but that’s an easy case.”

“You’re quite the lucky individual, Phil Noon. Not all the convicts in the faculty share these facts of life. And it doesn’t absolve them of their crimes either.” Annelien retorts. “Regardless, the Judge’s selection was pristine.” She refers to the bird. “I attribute it all to your good fortune, Masked Man. And I’m so interested in learning about lucky people such as yourself.”

“Luck is the least appealing of his qualities, wouldn’t you say?” Misty giggles.

“Ah, I see you’ve grown fond of your savior. How I wish I had the same effect with some of my clients.” Judith chuckles. “Cherish the effect you’re having on people, Mr. Noon.”

“They’re all aware this is a trial period, if one of these prisoners causes any trouble, we’re going to put our foot down.” Cocoa is a little strict. “And I’m going to keep an eye on you, Noon.”

A reminder that your mask is on.

How do you respond?

>“If there’s anything I can do to help, just tell me, alright?” Make sure you’re helping these prisoners!
>“Please, my intention is not to be against the law. As a sign of trust, let me show you my face.” Reveal your identity to this group of people! Build that trust!
>“Speaking of keeping an eye on people, aren’t there people missing?” You don’t know if you should ask the police first, but since you’re here…
>Write In.

Who is next?


>Wait, you aren’t done yet! You have questions to ask these policewomen!
>Talk to the group consisting of Rahul, Squarefelix, Roundbert, and Carmella. Flame Group A!
>Talk to the group consisting of Sally, Beth, Zyra, Iris, and Tihana. Flame Group B!
>Talk to the group consisting of Dylan, Brutus, Walter, Baz, and Gregory. Random Prisoners!
>Talk to the lonely people. (Dunja, Wigmar, and Darwin.) The Friendless.
>Create your group! (Write In.)

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

>>6152169
>>“If there’s anything I can do to help, just tell me, alright?” Make sure you’re helping these prisoners!
>>“Please, my intention is not to be against the law. As a sign of trust, let me show you my face.” Reveal your identity to this group of people! Build that trust!
>Talk to the group consisting of Sally, Beth, Zyra, Iris, and Tihana. Flame Group B!

>>6152169
>“If there’s anything I can do to help, just tell me, alright?” Make sure you’re helping these prisoners!
>“Please, my intention is not to be against the law. As a sign of trust, let me show you my face.” Reveal your identity to this group of people! Build that trust!
>Talk to the group consisting of Rahul, Squarefelix, Roundbert, and Carmella. Flame Group A!
Hey Carmella, prison fix your attitude yet? Or at least get you to realize you sucked as a friend?

>>6152180
+1

>>6152180
I'll support that.

Hubbard needs to be yoked to a contract under Giorsal. He's one of the ones that tried to kill her once upon a time, so she'll make sure he gets what he deserves.

>>6152180
This, also ask for Judith’s phone number or if she wants ours since we did agree to be friends after successfully helping Misty escape

>>6152504
>>6152501
I'm okay with both of these, sure.

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If they’re being lenient, you don’t want to screw this arrangement by being mean. In fact, you should act even friendlier so they know that they can trust you!

“That’s fine by me, officer.” You won’t antagonize Cocoa. Besides, this foolish woman doesn’t know you can turn invisible! There’s nothing she’ll be able to keep an eye on!

“It’s nothing personal. Weird things keep happening all over town, and I found someone responsible for at least *one* of ‘em.” Cocoa crosses her arms.

“Tststs... What you call weird, I call enthralling…” Misty giggles with malice.

“And lifesaving!” Tatianna adds.

“And —Hilarious—“ Annelien adds as well.

“Please, refrain from doing this until you get proper authorization, Officer Cocoa.” Judith knows this is illegal. Cocoa nods, both are taking this seriously.

“Nothing better to do with your time, officer? Cops’ lives are so sad…” Tatianna doesn’t feel like you deserve this.

“Hey! I-It’s my duty...!” Cocoa feels insulted.

“Don’t look down on the lifestyle. I might require your services again, Ms. Duchemin.” Judith is planning ahead as always, and now Tatianna has a place in her schemes.

“If there’s anything I can do to help too, just tell me, alright?” You add yourself into the equation.

“Noted and under consideration.” Judith is having wild ideas.

“Hey! You’re gettin’ a little too friendly with the Chief. What's your endgame here?” Cocoa doesn’t like you being nice.

“I consider him and Ms. Calamity my friends, Officer Cocoa. It’s only natural to be casual over a cup of coffee.” Judith smiles.

“No shame admitting it, Ms. Leitgeb?” Misty is slightly surprised.

“The day I turn my back towards my friends, is the day you’ll know I have given up in life.” Judith smells her coffee with gusto.

“Still you’re being way too naive.” Cocoa is being sensible. It’s true, it’s difficult to understand why Judith is like this without knowing what you all went through inside the prison. “Keep your eyes open for everything.”

“Please, my intention is not to be against the law. As a sign of trust, let me show you my face.” You take off your mask to show what you mean! “Here.”

Immediately, the four of them lose their cool, either they freeze in place, look in shock, or look like a fine piece of meat has been served in front of them!

“Oh my god… you’re unreal!” Tatianna almost faints from the shock. She’s really into you.

“What a —specimen—” Annelien covers her mouth, overwhelmed.

“Tstststs… Your reactions, dear policewomen?” Misty noticed the other two frozen.

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>>6152690

“I briefly felt my heart skip a beat… This has never happened before.” Judith is more shocked than embarrassed as she places a hand over her chest. After acknowledging it, she seems back in control like nothing happened. “Y-You’re an incredibly beautiful man, Phil.” She barely can acknowledge the facts as they are. She isn’t in control yet.

“..Y-Yeah, h-he’s kind of cute, I’ll give him that. A-And I guess this does change things a little… B-Be a man of your word, you hear me? I-I’ll be on the lookout whether you like it or not! M-Making sure you keep it and all that...” Cocoa will remain firm in her convictions, despite her attitude becoming more coy. Misty relishes in this 180°!

“Again, no problem for me. And thank you all.” You wink. “And since we’re friends, here’s my number.” You hand over your number to Judith. You hand over a napkin with it written!

“G-Give me that…!” Tatianna wants to snatch from the Interpol Agent. Judith casually dodges every attempt like she’s taunting a cat with a toy.

“I-I need to scan the number…! F-For safety…!” Cocoa joins Tatianna in her futile attempts to grab the piece of paper.

“I can do it myself, Officer.” Judith keeps on dodging while drinking her coffee.

Annelien wants to grab a picture of it instead of joining, but Misty snatches the piece of paper with her long nails instead.

“Would you rather play a game with me instead?” Misty begins teasing the table as she holds the piece of paper like a carrot on a stick.

You say goodbye for now even if it fell on deaf ears, you didn’t think this group could end up being so silly. This was the most important group to acknowledge, now the next one in the totem pole has quite the menace in their ranks. You approach the table with prisoners who all happen to be Flame Users…

“Hi there, everyone.” You make your presence known.

“Bro, it’s the man of the hour, too cool to be sour! We have to rock it or pocket!” Roundbert nudges his twin brother.

“Yeah, he is. And we need to, yeah. That sounds like something we do.” Squarefelix nods, but has no clue what the fuck his brother meant.

“Rahul is pleased to see you, please, grab a seat. It’s a great honor to share a table with you, young one.” Rahul cordially invites you to sit with them.

“May I join you for a brief moment as well?” Lady Steen approaches this group as she stands by the chair next to you.

“Everyone’s welcome.” Rahul gestures to the empty chair Steen is holding.

“You’re very kind.” The broker smiles.

“Not like you gave us much of an option.” Carmella doesn’t like (what she considers) the two-faced kind. Steen is about to respond, but you raise your voice first.

“Hey Carmella, did prison fix your attitude yet? Or at least get you to realize you sucked as a friend?” You ask.

>>6152691
“W-Who do you think you are to talk to me like that? W-Who are you even?!” Carmella gets wary.

The table is tense… Even your business partner didn’t see this coming.

How do you respond?

>“Don’t you remember this face from Judgment day?!” Get real close to jog her memory, she was drunk during your encounter after all.
>“Doesn’t seem like it did. Everyone, please don’t associate with her. She’s awful.” Advise the table to distance themselves from Carmella.
>“Look, if you don’t promise to start changing into a better person, I’m going to throw you back into jail, do you understand?” Be ruthless but give her a chance.
>Write In.

Next table after this one?

>Talk to the group consisting of Sally, Beth, Zyra, Iris, and Tihana. Flame Group B!
>Talk to the group consisting of Dylan, Brutus, Walter, Baz, and Gregory. Random Prisoners!
>Talk to the lonely people. (Dunja, Wigmar, and Darwin.) The Friendless.
>Create your group! (Write In.)

(Only Reply of the Day, we return during the weekend most likely! Maybe sneak a post before that!)

>>6152692
>>“Don’t you remember this face from Judgment day?!” Get real close to jog her memory, she was drunk during your encounter after all.
>Talk to the group consisting of Sally, Beth, Zyra, Iris, and Tihana. Flame Group B!

>>6152692
>“Don’t you remember this face from Judgment day?!” Get real close to jog her memory, she was drunk during your encounter after all.
>”I’d recommend being a better friend to the people you know. Goalzilla knows I know two of them that you can start with.” Nina and her ex-cultist former roommate.

>>6152696
>>6152706
These

>>6152696
>>6152706
These two also
But wasn't it Ghoulzilla?

>>6152796
Goalzilla is its real name, according to Holly Gram, if I recall correctly.

>>6152706
+1

>>6152692
>“Don’t you remember this face from Judgment day?!” Get real close to jog her memory, she was drunk during your encounter after all.
>“Look, if you don’t promise to start changing into a better person, I’m going to throw you back into jail, do you understand?” Be ruthless but give her a chance.

>Talk to the lonely people. (Dunja, Wigmar, and Darwin.) The Friendless.

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Doesn’t matter if everyone is uneasy, you need to confront Carmella no matter what. Knowing her story, she’s accustomed to making people’s lives impossible, you must make sure she doesn’t cause problems. She doesn’t recognize you though, you better refresh her memories — she was drunk during the incident, after all.

“Don’t you remember this face from Judgment day?” You get closer as you point at your face!

“G-Get away, you’re entering my personal space!” Carmella looks away, a little embarrassed for whatever reason. The sins of her past haunt her!

“Do you or not?” Lady Steen didn’t hear an answer.

“L-Leave me alone!” Carmella barks back without anything else to say.

“It sounds like you do.” Steen smiles. She’s smelling a deal..

“S-So what? I can barely remember a thing. For stars’ sake, I was so damn drunk. I told you guys I need alcohol in my system to get my powers working.” Carmella admits. “I gotta trust whoever is handling me, it ain’t my fault if I go overboard or whatever this guy is complainin’ about. No matter, I’ve gotten better at handling my drinking, but back then it was another story.”

Carmella sounds convincing, probably believes every word that comes out of her mouth, but that doesn’t mean it’s true. Besides, your issues with her go beyond the fight you had.

“This guy saved our asses. If he’s doubting you, it means...” Squarefelix isn’t sold.

“It means the fat ass I was with made me do who knows what to this dude! Not my fault.” Carmella is annoyed.

“Your actions caused him an inconvenience. An apology is due.” Rahul says.

“I-I said it wasn’t my fault.” Carmella won’t be forced to do anything.

“Responsibility is not all for you to bear, but a piece still falls on your lap.” Rahul shakes his head. “We all are responsible for building a peaceful coexistence. Be good to your fellow people.”

“Couldn’t have said it any better. Nope, nuh-uh. It won’t kill you to say sorry.” Roundbert agrees.

Carmella doesn’t want to say anything still.

“A stubborn individual. My second favorite type of business partner.” Steen is going to have so much fun breaking her apart… Makes you wonder if the guy she’s carrying around is an asshole.

”Look, I’d recommend being a better friend to the people you know.” You tell Carmella. “Goalzilla knows I know two of them that you can start with…” Nina and the former cultist/white flame member who lives with her.

“You mispronounced it, It’s Ghoulzilla! I’m a big fan of the big lizard! Err, I should kep my mouth shut. This is rocket fuel serious.” Roundbert apologetically ‘corrects’ you.

“Second chances don’t come out of a horse’s mouth, young lady. Please, take the opportunity.” Rahul pleads.

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>>6153303

“What a childish request. Do you even know these people? You seem to know an awful lot about me, and your voice annoys me.” Carmella is suspicious of you. “Not sure how you can’t make sure I do it, but fine. Fine. I don’t like the way you all are staring at me, and you saved my ass, so I have to do it.” Carmella groans.

“Well, that can be arranged! Let’s make it part of the deal…” Lady Steen snaps her fingers to make a contract appear. “You all are interesting individuals. “You’re all flame enthusiasts, I take it? Would you all want to support each other?”

“Well, I’ll leave you all to it.” You think this should calm Carmella down. Steen winks at you.

You move to the next table you’re interested in, the one with plenty of flame users as well! Two to be exact, but it’s five nice ladies...

“Hi, everyone, sorry if I’m interrupting anything, I wanted to take a moment to check on all of you.” You politely make your presence known.

“Ahoy! Masked Buccaneer! I’ve been waiting to tell you that… EEEH!!! Y-Your mask is gone…! A-A-And t-there’s a treasure underneath it!” Sally wanted to welcome you with open arms but gets disarmed with ease! She’s blushing furiously, and she’s not the only one!

“Oh my… Oh brave rescuer, you really know your way to a woman’s heart...” Birthday Girl Beth is admiring what she’s seeing. “But do you know your way to a woman’s lips?” She grabs your tie with one hand.

“I… I… I wasn’t p-prepared for this… My heart is racing... T-This is too much...” Zyra is irreparably red, and her voice cracks at the end.

“Eee.” Iris only squeals. She can’t come up with words!

“D-Do you need a seat? A massage? Something to eat? Let me pamper you!” Tihana is ready to meet all your needs!

“H-How about my seat instead? Or a drink?” Zyra offers.

“Or a better view?” Beth throws a kiss and a wink.

“Or to share my riches?!” Sally joins them in being pushy.

“Please, stay with us…” Beth is pretending to pull your tie like it’s a rope…

These women are out of control… Any moment now and Vera and Liu will show up with contracts of their own...

What do you do?

>“Are you girls okay? Please return to your senses!” Be boring but careful!
>“Thank you, everyone. I mean it! But right now is not the time and place to get cozy.” Be professional and cordial! Maybe arrange a meeting with them in the future!
>Let them pamper you. You’re not immune to their charms.
>Write In.


Who is watching this unfold?

>Bubbles and Rora.
>Vera and Liu. You weren’t kidding about the contracts.
>Odetta and Suan De.
>No one.
>Write In.

>>6153304

Only reply of the day, we return tomorrow!

>>6153304
>>“Thank you, everyone. I mean it! But right now is not the time and place to get cozy.” Be professional and cordial! Maybe arrange a meeting with them in the future!
>Bubbles and Rora.
Based

>>6153304
>“Are you girls okay? Please return to your senses!” Be boring but careful!
>Odetta and Suan De.

>>6153304
>Let them pamper you. You’re not immune to their charms.
>Vera and Liu. You weren’t kidding about the contracts.

>>6153310
+1

>>6153308
Supporting this

>>6153304
>Let them pamper you. You’re not immune to their magumbos.
>Bubbles and Rora.

>>6153304
>>“Thank you, everyone. I mean it! But right now is not the time and place to get cozy.” Be professional and cordial! Maybe arrange a meeting with them in the future!

>Bubbles and Rora.

>>6153304
>“Thank you, everyone. I mean it! But right now is not the time and place to get cozy.” Be professional and cordial! Maybe arrange a meeting with them in the future!
>Odetta and Suan De.

>>6153304
>“Thank you, everyone. I mean it! But right now is not the time and place to get cozy.” Be professional and cordial! Maybe arrange a meeting with them in the future!
>Write In.
Maybe give something to the birthday girl Beth since it’s her birthday.
>Vera and Liu. You weren’t kidding about the contracts.

>>6153628
I support this idea

>>6153628
>Maybe give something to the birthday girl Beth since it’s her birthday.
This.

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>>6153628
Agreeing with the gift idea.

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You’re not one to disappoint the ladies, but a modicum of decorum is necessary in a Jackey Frosties! Maybe you’ll satisfy their urge to spend time with you at another moment. Yeah, you should commit to fit this into your schedule. But before all that, you have to reason with them politely.

“Thank you, everyone. I mean it! But right now is not the time and place to get cozy.” You gently turn them down.

“Y-Yeah, we might be going overboard!” Sally laughs it off, even if she’s more than willing to jump into the ocean in this metaphor.

“What were you imagining?” Zyra asks the pirate with suspicion, she can feel her dirty mind.

“To get cozy.” Tihana uses your words to give it a scientific explanation. Sounded more threatening than wholesome...

“I’ll let you go only because you already made me feel really special today…” Beth lets your tie go and winks.

“I’m not done doing that…” You use one of Fiora’s forbidden techniques: A Surprise Bouquet of Flowers! You mentally thank the Markgician for coming in clutch to make this trick look smoothly. He was walking around, and only a quick exchange of glances was necessary for the surprise to be built. What a teammate he has become! “Here, an actual gift.” You wink as you hand the flowers over.

“They’re beautiful…” Beth enjoys the scent. The girls are too glad for the birthday girl to feel jealousy.

“How thoughtful.” Zyra is seriously impressed.

“If someone did that for me, I’d marry him on the spot...” Tihana finds your actions way too romantic.

“I-I don’t know about marriage, it feels so far away.” Iris is thinking about this too much.

“You’re older than us…” Zyra reminds the girl with glasses of that fact.

“Oh? What’s this?” Beth notices a piece of paper with your phone number on it inside the flowers. That wasn’t planned. Mark is a devil! “Is this what I think it is?”

“I said right now is not the best time for this, but later? Later we can arrange something...” You wiggle your eyebrows as you completely improvise this. Your Handsomeness allows you to play it cool!

“What an appointment this will be. You’re such a wonderful man, I never thought I’d ever feel like this...” Beth giggles with excitement.

“Please, call me soon.” You wink.

Everyone else pushes themselves to the center to see the number, maybe to try to memorize it! They seem to be fighting for it.

“Got them all acting wild, huh?” Scarlet is somewhat unimpressed, Rora is carrying her around.

“He’s only being nice to them like he’s always nice to me!” Aurora smiles.

“But, like, they’re not being nice to us like they are being nice to him… We helped them too, didn’t we?” Scarlet sarcastically points out to stir the pot for fun. She’s joking.

“Yeah, you’re super right!” Rora realizes how unfair this is!

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>>6154118

“I’m not receiving any special treatment.” You got nothing but the satisfaction of helping many cute girls.

“In fact, we don’t have anyone to spoil now...” Tihana points out now that the discussion has shifted focus. “Would you rather be pampered instead?.”

“M-Me? Weren’t you offering ‘cause you like him? Who are you trying to trick?” Scarlet is confused.

“No one, we’re grateful to you all!” Tihana points out. “I’d love to cosset someone as cute as you are.”

“A pirate always pays her debts! And you, friend, deserve some good rest! I can tell you’re tired, and that’s not good for an explorer!” Sally is ready to help!

“We’re not looking to get on your bad side anyway.” Zyra adds.

“Come on, princess. Sit on my lap, we’ll do the rest…” Beth invites the redhead to her spiderweb of love…

“I-I swear I won’t screw up!” Iris promises.

“W-Why just me? W-We both helped!” Scarlet adds Honey to this equation.

“Hmm? Me? I’m good, Scarlet! This is totally your time! Kinda want to dote on you too.” Rora admits.

“H-Huh? Why?” Scarlet is getting embarrassed.

“You were really there for me! And I got more than I could ever wish for...” Rora smiles thinking about the kiss. “So I’m in a mood to share, and share, and share! Haha!”

“Okay, girls! If you want to repay us for everything we did, please, make Scarlet feel really special!” You ask as the leader of the dummies.

The Prison Party of Girls agrees to do it enthusiastically! Rora drags Scarlet to them! This Spa Session will begin soon...

“AH?!” Scarlet can’t believe she’s being dragged into this nonsense!

“Have fun, Scarlet! Bye for now, everyone!” You wave goodbye as you separate from the group.

“Oh look, ice cream is coming out! Perfect timing!” Rora notices before you leave…

Scarlet is being treated well, too well in fact... those girls want to show you what you're missing… Even Rora wants to show off!

This is going to be great for Bubbles… Anyway, you move to the next group!

To who do you want to talk to?

>Talk to the group consisting of Dylan, Brutus, Walter, Baz, and Gregory. Random Prisoners!
>Talk to the lonely people. (Dunja, Wigmar, and Darwin.) The Friendless.
>Create your group! (Write In.)

>>6154120
>>Talk to the group consisting of Dylan, Brutus, Walter, Baz, and Gregory. Random Prisoners!

>>6154120
>Talk to the group consisting of Dylan, Brutus, Walter, Baz, and Gregory. Random Prisoners!

>Talk to the group consisting of Dylan, Brutus, Walter, Baz, and Gregory. Random Prisoners!

>>6154120
>Talk to the group consisting of Dylan, Brutus, Walter, Baz, and Gregory. Random Prisoners!

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With all of the more ‘concerning’ groups done, all that's left is the one who has no flame users or are cops — which means it’s the least violent conglomeration of people here despite being wanted criminals. You approach the boys, who all cheer like you’re a regular in some shady but cozy bar.

“The main star is here at long last!” The Musician-looking Prisoner with spiky long hair, Baz says to add to your presentation.

“Hi, everyone, I came to check on you too.” You cordially say to the group.

“Bro, this is why you’re, like, THE dude. Always go beyond what’s just, like, regular cool! That’s why you’re my GOAT.” Former mafia criminal under Mama Bodil’s tutelage, Dylan pumps his top like he’s wearing your merchandise.

“We should be the ones concerned about ya, Noon. That fuckin’ troll’s got an eye on you, can’t stand your face even if he doesn’t have a clue about what you look like.” Strange Jaw with a ponytail prisoner, Gregory, warns you about Quye.

“The guys and I gonna make sure that *his* own face gets bashed into a wall before he even gets an inch close to ya. That’s Skull Crusher’s word, and it means diamonds. So live life, and don’t worry about it. We got you.” Big Jaw Brutus assures there’s nothing to worry about.

“Thanks, everyone. But I can take care of myself.” You assure them. They don’t stand a chance against someone with a flame.

“Bet you don’t want us to deal with that magic bullcrap, do you?” Gregory can tell by your expression.

“I’m not a stranger to that horseshit. I know it’s not smoke and mirrors, the bastard who betrayed me shot bullets out of his spit, and I mean straight bullets. The only time that guy had anything useful coming out of his possum mouth.” Brutus pretends he’s firing a gun, and laughs.

“Me neither, the old head of my hometown’s temple taught us how to purify spirits. I dealt with apparitions all my life, but it was all worth it. May his soul rest in peace.” Walter says. “I must say though, it has never been *this* apparent before.”

“Dude, you have no idea how messed up this entire shit is. Whole city is fucked. Me and some dudes tried to put a stop to all of this, but we went way above our heads — and got dunked. Shit’s monumental.” Dylan says.

“It can be as huge as it can be nonsense. One of my best buds kept pulling pranks with his spiritual powers. He was raised in an old temple up east and learned how to channel people’s spirits into mannequins to take their form and make them do some tomfoolery.” Baz adds. “It rocked from beginning to end.”

“Whatever the fuck this ghost shit is, I saw it popping up all the time at the homeless shelter before I got arrested. I worked there for years and it was never like this before this year.” Gregory informs.

>>6154193


“Anyway, it shouldn’t come to you as a surprise, Phil. We’re all quite accustomed to paranormal activities. We didn’t cause much of a ruckus during your game, did we?” Baz smirks. “I’d rather blast some music, than blast someone’s knees. If the Warden ever messes with you, we’ll give him one skull-crushing finale. That’s our oath.”

Aside from the moving promise, every single one of these guys has said something that caught your attention. Maybe you should pick one to focus on…

What do you ask?

>Nothing. Thank them for the gesture, but tell them not to worry. Dempsey will deal with Quye.
>“Hey Brutus, the spit bullets guy is Ka-Shing, isn’t it?” Ask for more details!
>“What temple do you come from, Walter?” You feel like it’s none of the ones you’ve heard of.
>“Dylan, you know you fucked up by joining the Assembly, right...?” You need him to apologize!
>“You look more like a homeless guy than a guy working at the homeless shelter, Gregory…” Also ask him about Victor. Maybe he knows him?
>“Baz, are you interested in helping a new emerging idol agency, perhaps?” Maybe you can recruit this Rockstar as the wise voice inside the agency. You know, someone who knows about music!
>Write In.

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

>>6154194
>>Nothing. Thank them for the gesture, but tell them not to worry. Dempsey will deal with Quye.
>“Hey Brutus, the spit bullets guy is Ka-Shing, isn’t it?” Ask for more details!
>“Baz, are you interested in helping a new emerging idol agency, perhaps?” Maybe you can recruit this Rockstar as the wise voice inside the agency. You know, someone who knows about music!

>>6154194
>Nothing. Thank them for the gesture, but tell them not to worry. Dempsey will deal with Quye.
>“Hey Brutus, the spit bullets guy is Ka-Shing, isn’t it?” Ask for more details!
>“What temple do you come from, Walter?” You feel like it’s none of the ones you’ve heard of.
>“Baz, are you interested in helping a new emerging idol agency, perhaps?” Maybe you can recruit this Rockstar as the wise voice inside the agency. You know, someone who knows about music!
>“You look more like a homeless guy than a guy working at the homeless shelter, Gregory…” Also ask him about Victor. Maybe he knows him?
Nariko was there, Barry the Hobo was there, the White Flames were operating using it based on Lise's mom, Victor has ties to it, and maybe a few other people we know

>>6154194

>“Hey Brutus, the spit bullets guy is Ka-Shing, isn’t it?” Ask for more details!
>“What temple do you come from, Walter?” You feel like it’s none of the ones you’ve heard of.
>“You look more like a homeless guy than a guy working at the homeless shelter, Gregory…” Also ask him about Victor. Maybe he knows him?
>“Baz, are you interested in helping a new emerging idol agency, perhaps?” Maybe you can recruit this Rockstar as the wise voice inside the agency. You know, someone who knows about music!

>Write In
"Dylan, you know I fucked up the Assembly right? I don't fault you for doing what you thought was right, but they went after my friend the Judge that's a little girl.

As for Quye, Dempsey's also got a grudge with him. Maybe you all can work together."

>>6154261
+1

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>>6154194
Sorry, everyone. Delaying for tomorrow because I got too sleepy to finish the post.

>>6154670
Rest well

>>6154670
We just appreciate you running the quest, no worries!

>>6154193
>It can be as huge as it can be nonsense. One of my best buds kept pulling pranks with his spiritual powers. He was raised in an old temple up east and learned how to channel people’s spirits into mannequins to take their form and make them do some tomfoolery.” Baz adds. “It rocked from beginning to end.”
Pumpkin pies dad?

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There’s lingering information to be mined in everyone’s stories! You need to find a way to get all the bits and pieces that you can.

“Before we agree on anything. Hey Brutus, the spit bullets guy is Ka-Shing, isn’t it?” You start delving into these topics one by one.

“The rich nutjob?” Gregory raises an eyebrow.

“You got that right, brother. He wasn’t on that level back when we met. A bud of mine introduced us.” Brutus is amused. “Mike was carrying big stacks from busting casinos, but got his ass banned from all of them. He needed a new stream of cash and got interested in horse racing because he couldn’t hack it betting on other sports. Once a gambler, always a gambler. But if you’re a cheat, you don’t know *how* to win. That’s how I came into play.”

“Bro, if the luckiest mofo alive couldn’t do it, why bother gambling at all? Like damn.” Dylan reflects.

“Because this ain’t a luck game. You can play it as one, but the real board is below the surface.” Brutus points out. “It’s my turf, I knew who to hurt, where to move, and who to not mess with. Mike brought the investment, and we both got our hands dirty. Business-oriented people earning their due. I thought we were brothers, but when the noose got around our necks, he pulled out before I realized — and left me to fend off the tigers. And before I realized it, I was behind the bars for my last stable visit.”

“That has to sting.” You feel bad for him. Brutus sounds smarter than you thought, maybe you’re prone to fall for his schemes...

“Bahaha!~ I would’ve done it first, but I got cocky. The blood going through these veins still packs some heat. Can’t say the same about K.” Brutus laughs it off. “What stung is that he helped other people out of jail, guess I wasn’t useful enough for his new schemes…” Brutus really thought they were friends.

“Trusting a suit never ends well. Thinking about revenge, boy?” Baz asks the big man.

“There are no hard feelings, we both knew what we were doing. But Mike is my only way back into the track. If I show my pretty face again, he’ll go all soft on me and give me a job. He can treat you all like garbage, but with this one gesture, he can chalk it all up as a misunderstanding. Some fools fall for that crap, but I’ll take advantage.” Brutus taps his head, he has it all planned.

“That’s very interesting, might talk to you about it at some point.” You say. Maybe this is your way into K-Corp? A double agent?

“Just hit me up when you need me, Noon.” Brutus will help out. “And you guys too, can save some grace if I look like I have an entourage.”

“He’s all money but not real influence though.” Gregory is thinking it over.

“A job is a job.” Walter doesn’t see the issue.

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>>6154966

“By the way, which temple do you come from, Walter?” You don’t think it’s one of the ones you know.

“Sorry, I forget the Mainland doesn’t have the same religion as ours, you’re split into 4 different kinds — don’t you? We’re closely affiliated to the one of Courage. Two diverging paths in a sense, the reason why it's lost to time.” Walter explains. “Translated, we’re the Followers of Valor. My local temple is in Gravenriden, it is one of many, and it had better days before the bombing.”

“Sorry about bringing this up...” You didn’t want to sour the mood, you recall this is the place where Yu Yan grew up…

“History is meant to be passed on.” Walter doesn’t mind. “We rebuilt from the ashes once, we’ll do it again.”

“We’re part of the lost generation for a reason, my man. We went through so much for no discernible reason.” Gregory feels kinship with the masked man. “The ones up there in their cushy chairs are always hidin’ somethin’.”

You wonder if Solomon knows anything about… well… everything!

“I remember the charity gigs we did for the reconstruction. Couple of years back, I went there and I couldn’t believe my eyes. Hard to imagine Gravenriden was ever ravaged by war…” Baz recalls with fondness.

“I haven’t visited in years… Maybe it’s time I do.” Walter nods to himself.

“Plane tickets are relatively cheap if I do say so myself.” Gregory suggests.

“Hey Gregory, you look more like a homeless guy than a guy working at the homeless shelter…” You point out the odd detail. Everyone, but the man in question finds it hilarious.

“Keen observation, kid. It’d kill you to be a little nicer next time?!” Gregory smashes the table to play up his indignation. It only causes the rest of the crew to laugh harder. “It was part of the gig. I worked for the Rokyo Clan before it got renamed to the Youhao. We got a whole informant group passing as homeless people, and one of the many middlemen. Had to pretend I worked there and all.”

“You know Victor?” You ask.

“Tinhead? Yeah, I do. Kind of a terrifying presence, man is sketchy. Always kept his secrets, you couldn’t snoop around, not even for a minute.”

“It’s likely you were the sketchy one to him…” Baz says out loud what everyone else is thinking.

“Whatever. I was doing my job. Both of ‘em.” Gregory shrugs.

“Why bother to have your ass over there? Couldn’t these hobos report directly? Are they dumb?” Brutus doesn’t understand the logistics.

“Place is shady as hell. Lots of hoops to jump through, every part had someone verifying somethin’. And if you’re paid to be a middleman, you work as a middleman. If you end up asking too many questions you end up in bad places.” Gregory points out.

“Damn right, fuckin’ sucks, but that’s the job.” Dylan agrees.

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>>6154968

“Like jail?” You raise an eyebrow.

“You got it, gumshoe. Like jail.” Gregory tried to bite more than he could chew.

“I recall when they called that empty lot ‘the place of the eternal rave.’ Stuff of legends, I tell you.” Baz has truly been all around the country.

“I wouldn’t mind busting a move or two soon.” Walter wants to properly celebrate.

“This reminds me. Baz, are you interested in helping a new emerging idol agency, perhaps?” You wiggle your eyebrows.

“Ah, I can see why you’re good at charming the ladies…” Gregory puzzles it all together in his mind.

“Kid, love the offer, but do I look like someone in tune with today’s music?” Baz points at his style.

“Boys and girls of all ages appreciate the classics.” Walter brings up.

“I’d love to have your expertise more than anything, Baz. I’m not particularly musically inclined, but someone has to be aside from the talent.” You explain.

“Ain’t that K’s territory nowadays?” Brutus asks. You nod. “Old man, you gotta bring that guy to his knees! If not for the guy who took you out of prison, do it for me, Brutus.”

“...If I accept now, it’d look like I did it for you.” Baz isn’t comfortable agreeing now. He was playing difficult for whatever reason.

“What did you say before? The band does their encore for far less than this?” Walter says.

“I said a ‘mediocre band’ does it. But point taken.” Baz chuckles. “Noon, I’m messing with you. Show me what you got, and I’ll see if I can vibe with it or not. No big promises, I have a pal working in the industry, and I don’t want to stomp his ass without a good project in my hands.”

“Oh, man, you’re gonna love it. Welcome aboard.” You take it as a given. “I’ll put you in contact with my secretary as soon as we’re done here.”

“Is there anything this guy can’t do…?” Gregory sounds exhausted just by listening to your nonsense.

“GOAT doing GOAT things.” Dylan shrugs.

"Dylan, you know I fucked up the Assembly, right? I don't fault you for doing what you thought was right, but they went after my friend, the Judge that's a little girl.” You tell him.

“Nah, you didn’t.” Dylan smiles.

“Yes, I did.” You say.

“Nah, you didn’t.” Dylan continues smiling.

“Y-Yes, I did.” You frown. Is this how Vera feels?!

“Guy is in denial. Someone meaner might bring him to his senses.” Walter advises.

“Someone who could rock his world…” Baz says.

…

Maybe it’s time to bring the cavalry here…

Who do you bring over to force Dylan out of his stupidity loop?

>Mama Bodil.
>Vera.
>Dossenius.
>Dempsey.
>Write In.

What’s next?

>Talk to the prisoners without a group. (Wigmar, Dunja, and the others.)
>Build a group yourself to talk to. (Write In.)
>Begin the party proper.
>Write In.

(The Quye/Dempsey part of the post will appear in the next one!)

>>6154953
I think so, yeah

>>6154969
>>Mama Bodil.
>Talk to the prisoners without a group. (Wigmar, Dunja, and the others.)
Nice digits

>>6154969
>Mama Bodil.
>Talk to the prisoners without a group. (Wigmar, Dunja, and the others.)

>>6154973
+1

>>6154973
>>6154983
This

>>6154966
>>6154968
>>6154969
These guys are COOL. Johnny's spent long enough surrounded by bitches and whores wanting his dick every second. He needs the BROS and the MEN with him again

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The only person you know who can do it is very sleepy; maybe you’ll have to improvise, or — better yet — channel her presence like she’s some kind of religious figure. You’ll do the latter, you’re feeling lazy and hopeful.

“Dylan. Listen to what the damn kid is saying.” Mama Bodil shows up! Your prayers have been answered! Maybe the true religion isn’t the multiple gods (that you know for a fact actually exist) with their temples, but wishing for one random muscly woman to fix all your mundane problems.

“B-Boss, yes, boss!” Dylan salutes like he’s in the military. “But that means… I failed to do a morally dubious thing for the right reasons because of him!”

“The hell do you mean killing a child is morally ambiguous?! Sort out yourself before my fists do. No kid dying is worth any cost.” Mama Bodil gets annoyed. The rest of the crew laughs at the situation. “You’re better than that dumbass plan.”

“I didn’t wanna do it, man… I knew I had to say somethin’, but this fat kid that was with us did — and *bam, bam, bam*… dead in an alley, Kaz gunned him down like a dirty dog. I was fuckin’ scared… I was too deep in, man… I should’ve listened to him. I should’ve run. I was too much of a pussy to even do that. I’m so fuckin’ sorry...” Dylan holds his head as he breaks into tears.

“Got myself locked up at the worst time, huh? We’ll right this wrong, Dylan.” Mama Bodil feels responsible as well. “Kids cleaning our messes, that’s never right. We gotta make up for it. Sorry, kid, for all the trouble me and my boys caused.”

“As long as we work together to do what we can to help, we’ll always be good.” You give a regular non-reality-bending thumbs up. “As for Quye, guys, Dempsey's also got a grudge with him. Maybe you all can work together.”

“We’ll fix it!” Don’t fuckin’ sweat it!!!” Dylan promises with his soul in hand!

“It’s a thing then.” Gregory chuckles.

“Come here one second, kid.” Mama Bodil calls you over away from the group. “I was sent by the girl on crutches, she says she needs ya around to talk to me for whatever reason — so whenever you’re free, be adorable and show up for Mama, okay?”

“I will. Sorry, I’m trying to check on everyone first.” You apologetically say.

“No pressure, boy. I’m tired still. Any extra time to wake up helps my ass out.” Mama Bodil yawns. “Now go. I’ll keep the flame on with these guys in the meantime.”

“Alright, see you in a bit.” You wink. Mama Bodil winks back. That’s teamwork right there.

While there are no groups left, there are still prisoners roaming around who you haven’t talked with. Instead of doing it one by one, you bring them together to one table. Who doesn’t love a random group of people collaborating together? You’ve done it plenty of times!

>>6155071


“What’s the occasion, young man? If you wanted to hear my thanks in person, you should wait for the toast.” The old prisoner with a huge nose and a mustache, Wigmar, has a good sense of humor now that he’s out.

“I’m checking on all of you, making sure you’re alright.” You adjust your glasses.

“Put those worries to ease. Causing havoc is not worth my time.” Dunja is as dry as ever.

“I’m better than yesterday, I can say that much…” Darwin shrugs.

“If you notice some absences. The sinewy young lad is assisting in the kitchen for the banquet.” Wigmar is probably talking about Hanno.

“And contacting his allies...” Dunja adds.

“As for the wounded boxer, he’s resting by the kitchen in a comfortable bed.” Wigmar adds.

“And eavesdropping on the kid...” Dunja adds again.

“On an employee’s bed.” Darwin believes he lives in a dystopia.

“And at last, that Sasha girl... vanished without leaving a trace. Whereabouts unknown.” Wigmar loses the jokey tone.

“And likely the reason for the kid’s calls.” Dunja says.

Very interesting, you didn’t ask. But very interesting…

What do you do?

>“Why don’t you guys join the other groups instead of being a bunch of odd ducklings?” Be direct! Urge them to join the others!
>“Any plans for the future?” Ask about them.
>“If I ask you what are Sasha’s actual whereabouts, would any of you be willing to tell me?” You feel like someone here is hiding something.
>“I’m glad you guys are fine, and, huh, thanks for the info.” Part ways! You have confirmed that everyone is fine.
>Write In.

>>6155072
>“Any plans for the future?” Ask about them.
>“Why don’t you guys join the other groups instead of being a bunch of odd ducklings?” Be direct! Urge them to join the others!

>>6155074
+1

>>6155072
>>“Any plans for the future?” Ask about them.
>>“Why don’t you guys join the other groups instead of being a bunch of odd ducklings?” Be direct! Urge them to join the others!

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After a stressful day, you’re not in the mood to get too serious with these conversations. You need to breathe.

“Any plans for the future?” You casually small talk.

“I’m seeking political asylum. Try my luck with my friends from OSU.” Wigmar says. “N.U. Agent over there offered her assistance on the matter. Perhaps, I’m preparing for my own demise. But experiencing freedom again made this old man greedy.”

“You’re in good hands then. Can’t think of anyone more reliable than Judith on these types of matters.” You vouch for the Interpol girl!

“I don’t doubt her competency, but the rigidness of the system she follows.” Wigmar doesn’t have high hopes.

“She’s willing to bend the rules. Us being here is proof of that.” Dunja points out.

“She’s firm in her convictions. She’ll do what’s necessary to help you out.” You add.

“As long as my chances aren’t nil, these old bones are happy.” Wigmar plays with his mustache. “My dear, will you come along to the embassy with us? You’re a foreigner, correct?”

“Me? No.” Dunja rejects the idea. “It’d be the equivalent of serving my head on a silver platter.”

“Why?” You ask.

“I failed to assassinate a high-ranked officer of this country. Even the slightest insinuation of my employer’s identity will cause great tension between the nations, even if my fatherland has no bearings on the matter.” Dunja explains. “It’d be better for both sides if I’m gone. I’m confounded as to why I’m still alive.”

“Why are you, dear? They want to know who hired you.” Wigmar points out.

“I haven’t been interrogated once since I’ve been imprisoned. Nobody asked me my name… until today’s game.” Dunja points out the absurdity.

“Perhaps your target has as many enemies within the nation as they have outside of it.” Darwin insinuates.

“Someone is covering for me?” Dunja believes this is sound logic.

“And what are you going to do now?” You wonder.

“Wait. The news of my escape will spread, and my employer will contact me once more.” Dunja retorts.

“And if they don’t?” You raise an eyebrow.

“...I will manage.” Dunja has no real plan but to survive.

“And you, Darwin, what’s next for you?” You ask.

“Dig out the money I stole from the bank.” Darwin dryly retorts. “I have a map.”

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>>6155121

Wait, you have realized what these three have in common! They all *actually* and *factually* did the crimes they are accused of! They’re not innocent at all! Barely morally gray! How can these guys be in the same prison as the others?!

“How old-fashioned.” Dunja is NOT impressed.

“You can’t say that without sharing a glance of it, young blood!” Wigmar chuckles.

“I’m not going to.” Darwin refuses instantly. “I will dig it out with my own bare hands all alone if I have to.”

You notice a pattern here… They’re going to be all alone for the most part.

“Why don’t you guys join the other groups instead of being a bunch of odd ducklings?” You ask them directly.

“It puzzles me the sense of camaraderie that is developing in all of them. We have nothing in common. We didn’t know each other previous to the escape. It’s nonsense.” Dunja dryly retorts.

“I wouldn’t go that far, it’s the life experiences that makes us bond…” Wigmar sighs. “Answering your question, lad. I wanted a moment to myself, in truth. To quietly watch the sky… But now, yes, I’ll join the other men as long as these two have somewhere to go.”

“Thank you, but I don’t need your pity, old man.” Dunja raises an eyebrow.

“True, I recall you having a pleasant time with them before. What happened?” Wigmar jokes.

“Nothing.” Dunja is confused.

“Then go back.” Wigmar pushes her to do it.

“I might if the timing is right.” Dunja responds in a way to make Wigmar stop bugging her.

“Want me to go with you?” You ask like she’s a child in daycare.

“That won’t be necessary. I’ll be going on my own as long as this gentleman over here isn’t left alone.” Dunja gets cheeky and uses Darwin’s indifference to her favor.

“...I’m joining the guys.” Darwin stands up and leaves just to fuck with Dunja. What a menace.

“…” Dunja is speechless.

“That settles it. It was a pleasant talk, young man. If you find me available, you’ll find me useful. Do you understand? See you.” Wigmar stands up, taps your shoulder, and walks away.

“With those two men gone, I must say...” Dunja wants to say something face-to-face. “...Thank you for letting me out of prison. I’m in your debt. You seem interested in the well-being of these convicts, so I’ll work on making them have a pleasant time before I meet my employer again.” Now she quickly stands up and leaves.

Woah, this table is empty…

What’s next?

>It’s time for the Celebration! Woo! Bring the entire team together to one table and party!
>Go by the kitchen… Hanno is in there.
>Write In.

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

>>6155122
>Go by the kitchen… Hanno is in there.
The hybrid flame…

>>6155122
>>Go by the kitchen… Hanno is in there.

>>6155124
+1
he's a walking enigma, this guy

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You’ll meet with this Hanno guy in the kitchen. Despite everything you learned during the game, he maintains himself as a big question mark. This will possibly be the last stop before the celebration begins, so you hope it doesn’t take that long.

It is as you were told, the beefy guy is helping out in the kitchen — wearing an apron and all. You’d confuse him with a regular employee if not for the fact that you only have seen the Jackey Frosties Man working here and no one else since your first visit. This is not the time to delve into a dumb conspiracy.

Hanno is moving and opening boxes with the merchandise. Also, you took note of the backroom adjacent to the kitchen with the bed, where Dempsey is resting. If the boxer is listening to anything, he must have his ear on the wall. Either way, you grab the big man’s attention by waving your hand.

“You came here to lend a hand? That’s very generous of you, but I got this.” Hanno smiles at you.

“Eh, if it speeds things up a bit. I don’t mind.” You weren’t planning on helping, but since you’re here…

“I insist that you don’t insist.” Hanno chuckles. “Everyone will be up in arms if they see you still working after everything you’ve done for them.”

“Well, you don’t mind catching a short break then? I want to chat for a bit, see how you are doing.” You think it’d be better if you two relax.

“Haha, it’d be my pleasure in that case. As far as I can tell, I’m ahead of production.” Hanno leaves the box he’s carrying on a kitchen table, opens it, and leaves it there. “Don’t know if you heard me, but congratulations on your victory.”

“Thanks.” You think he’s a nice enough guy but...

You have an odd feeling going through your body, it’s telling you to be careful with your words — ever since he mentioned your mom (even if by accident or purposefully) you’ve been on edge, and the distinctive flame doesn’t help either. But uneasiness aside, you don’t believe he’s actively dangerous. What a weird mix.

>>6155618


What do you do?

>“What’s up with the color of your flame?” Ask Hanno. Will this clue him in on the fact you can see flames? Or will he assume there are other shenanigans at play? Worth the risk to ask anyway.
>“What’s your deal, big man?” Ask point and blank. Why play games when you can keep things simple?
>“Why were you in the prison?” Ask a milquetoast question to break the ice.
>“You know, I thought you’d be gone by now. Same with the police gals. Don’t take it as me kicking you out, just wondering why you decided to stick around.” Be casual with the conversation. Hanno is not showing hostility, and neither should you.
>“Do you have any idea about what happened to Sasha? I don’t see her around and nobody else seems to have a clue.” Ask Hanno. Indirectly address what he was doing.
>Write In.

Would someone else join this conversation?

>Yes, Susie.
>Yes, Galactic.
>Yes, Suan De.
>Yes, Odetta.
>Yes, Dempsey.
>No.
>Write In.

>>6155619
>>“What’s up with the color of your flame?” Ask Hanno. Will this clue him in on the fact you can see flames? Or will he assume there are other shenanigans at play? Worth the risk to ask anyway.
>“Do you have any idea about what happened to Sasha? I don’t see her around and nobody else seems to have a clue.” Ask Hanno. Indirectly address what he was doing.
>Yes, Dempsey.

>>6155619
>>“What’s your deal, big man?” Ask point and blank. Why play games when you can keep things simple?
>Yes, Susie.

>>6155620
+1

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You really want to find out if Hanno has anything to hide as quickly as possible. It’s better to recognize if this will be a waste of time or not now than 40 minutes later when your brain cells are fried.

“What’s up with the color of your flame?” You evade looking at it to not give him an extra hint. It's already a red flag mentioning it, but it’s supposed to be a rare ability to be able to see them.

“Is there anything particularly strange about it?” Hanno sounds like he has never seen a flame aside from his. And talking about it, it remains stable, so he isn’t panicking.

“They’re usually just one shade of color.” You retort. His is dark by the center, and white by the borders — it’s strange to look at it.

“I remember that. Mine was completely dark until my buddy here and I made a deal with the White Flames. They told us we should be able to communicate with the other members telepathically, but it never happened. When we asked, they told us their soundwaves are blocked.” Hanno does air quotes. “The Judges’ doing as far as they could tell.”

“You work with the White Flames?” You scratch the back of your head. This could turn into a headache.

“That I do.” Hanno nods. “I hope this doesn’t present a problem. My allies have enemies, but I don’t harbor any ill will, and I’d like to keep it that way. If you’d like me to keep this conversation between us, I will.”

“That’d be great. It’s just, huh, you’re pretty open about all of this…” You scratch the back of your head.

“I like to be honest, what can I say?” Hanno shrugs. “How I see it is that if you see the humanity in me, at some point, we will be able to put our differences to the side and work together if the situation necessitates it.”

“That’s oddly calculating.” You comment.

“It only works if I’m convincing.” Hanno knows the flaws of his approach. “I trust your kindness. I saw it at work.” The big man smiles.

“Gentlemen, may I join you in this idle chat?” Your mentor, Dempsey appears! He’s banged up but doesn’t seem to be hurting.

“Go ahead, sir. The more the merrier, as they say.” Hanno has no issues with it.

“You’re feeling okay?” You show some concern.

“Dandy, even.” Dempsey chuckles. “Please continue, it wasn’t my intention to interrupt. But it’d be so impolite if I eavesdropped.”

“Now that both of you are here, I want to ask: Nobody seems to know what happened to Sasha, do any of you two have a clue what happened to her?” You have one person missing.

“Me, sir? None. My apologies.” Dempsey is being reserved. “I know as much as everyone else. She suddenly disappeared without any of us noticing. Particularly strange with the amount of people on the lookout.”

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“Would you believe me if I said that she returned to the prison?” Hanno informs.

“As much as I would a snake oil salesman, but I’m fond of a good pitch. Care to explain?” Dempsey wants to hear this one.

“As far as I’m told, she unclogged the exit route we used and grabbed some valuables before scurrying off again. The cameras caught a final glance once they were turned back on.” Hanno explains. That should tell you why nobody found her, she went to the one place no one was looking for her!

“Puzzling behavior, what item could be worth risking your life for?” Dempsey plays with his mustache. “Any suggestions?”

“I have one or two, but I don’t believe she’s in possession of one of the Crystal Pieces.” Hanno thinks.

“Hmm? How come a mere fraction of a mineral can be important?” Dempsey doesn’t get it. But you do.

“Not any crystal, but *the* one.” Hanno didn’t expect the boxer to know about the war. “I’d tell you if I had one, just need to ask.”

“Well, Do—“ You were about to ask Hanno the all-important question, but your phone rings incessantly. You can feel the panic in the call. “S-Sorry, I'll only be a moment.”

You walk out of the room to answer the phone.

“PRICK! DON’T FRICKIN’ ASK HIM ANYTHING!!!” Susie shouts like her life depends on it. She’s not currently inside the shop or else you would’ve heard her echo…

“W-What’s going on?” You’re confused.

“I-I knew I heard this wall of bricks from somewhere! Double Prick Richard met him during his stupid mission I so magnanimously helped him with! His powers extract information! Whatever you ask him, he’ll get the answers to the same question as if he asked you! I think he has to answer honestly to make it work, but I don’t believe that doo-doo, no matter how that idiotic detective said so!” A hysterical Neko lets you know. “Just. Don’t. Talk. To. Him.”

Susie hangs up.

This makes things harder. Or easier. But still complex. Whatever you do, you need to play it smartly. Or maybe call it quits and don’t risk anything. Decisions…

What do you do?

>You’re not in the mood to deal with this. Apologize to those two, and begin the party!
>Ask Hanno for his contact information. Trust this guy for now.
>Confront Hanno about his powers! This is mean and backhanded! You trusted him!
>Call Richard, ask him about Hanno.
>Call Vera and ask her to verify Sasha’s whereabouts. Didn’t you guys have a mole in the prison’s security?
>Write In.

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

>>6155737
>>Confront Hanno about his powers! This is mean and backhanded! You trusted him!

>>6155738
+1

>>6155737
>Confront Hanno about his powers! This is mean and backhanded! You trusted him!

>>6155737
>>Confront Hanno about his powers! This is mean and backhanded! You trusted him!

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You thought Hanno wasn’t so bad, but you were lied to! Or at least tricked! This is mean and backhanded no matter how you slice it. You have to confront him for his deceiving ways, give him one last chance for him to explain himself — because you don’t live in a cheap drama that loves misunderstandings. No, you live in a world where you can get upset without looking at the entire picture, and may or may not change your disposition based on the evidence! And now it’s time to collect some clues for the jury.

You walk back with heavy steps and a frowning face to boot. It’s time to complain!

“Dude, I just learned what your powers are, and this is way uncool. You were trying to trick me!” You feel bamboozled. Dempsey raises an eyebrow, it is all in Hanno’s hands to explain.

“Huh~? What are you talking about?” Hanno is flabbergasted.

“Don’t play dumb. I know all about your sneaky question ability, you information mosquito! But you’re never going to suck anything out of me.” You adjust your glasses. Dempsey finds your petty insults of suspicious quality...

“Haha, information mosquito? What a way to put it. My buddies are going to love that one. I’ll be buzzing around their ears from now on.” Hanno has a good laugh. “But you’re mistaken, I’m a lousy schemer — and a worse liar.”

“Okay then, ‘Hanno’, if that’s your real name…” You saw his ID card, why are you saying this? Maybe it’s counterfeited… Yeah, that’s a good excuse. “Why did you hide it then, hmm?”

“I wasn’t trying to, sorry. I would’ve told you if you asked me, but we never got to it. Bzzt.” Hanno shakes his head.

“A flimsy excuse, little chap. Do better.” Rolling Thunder Dempsey doesn’t buy it.

“As far as I saw it, we both were aware of each other’s entity, and neither brought it up. I wasn’t going to pry while he was relaxing. Nobody wants to be bothered with work during their sacred break, only the other way around.” Hanno continues. “I thought we were comfortable sharing the same ground, not knowing each other’s powers.”

“Fair point, but I don’t get the distinct advantage of keeping mine a secret like yours.” You bring up.

“I wasn’t aware of that fact until now, haha~.” Hanno scratches the side of his forehead. “May I ask for an opportunity to compensate you for the trouble? Should I tell you what I learned? Tell you more about myself?”

“Whatever I ask will be reflected to you though.” You add.

“If you phrase it as a question that is. It’s not difficult to refrain from doing it, just a little taxing on the mind. But if you’re tired, I can see why you don’t want to engage with me right now.” Hanno explains his power’s perk. “May I offer you to do this conversation on a different occasion?”

“Gaining time to prepare an escape? How cowardly, little weasel.” Dempsey sees through the muscle man’s supposed intentions.

>>6156283


“I would’ve left long ago if I felt threatened.” Hanno retorts. “In all due honesty, I have assessed the moral of his character, and I’m certain we can find common ground.”

“You make me feel like a goody two shoes…” You scratch the back of your head. You aren’t *that* nice…

“Or he’s calling you either cowardly or idiotic. Be mindful.” Dempsey points out.

“I assure you it’s neither of the last two.” Hanno smiles.

“It’s your call, young one. I won’t cause you trouble if you decide to have an amicable relationship with this minuscule skunk.” Dempsey leaves it to you.

“I don’t mind scheduling a meeting later, but I need you to answer one question.” You get serious… or pretend to, it’ll depend on the question!

Now you have to think this through, you have the time for *one* question, just *one* question and no more, or else… you’d have had more time than you thought!

Anything to ask Hanno?

>You’re a fraud. You can’t even come up with *one* question.
>Write In.

What’s next?

>Talk to Vera and Mama Bodil. It’s time for their scene!
>Time to party! Have fun! Yippie!
>Write In.

>>6156284
>>Talk to Vera and Mama Bodil. It’s time for their scene!
What do you guys think we should ask? Something like is he proactively collecting the crystals or what he intends to do if he wins?

>>6156284
>>Write In.
The questions that are asked of you, the answers you get, is it information the questioner has or is it otherworldly information, like something the person asking you doesn't even know?


>Talk to Vera and Mama Bodil. It’s time for their scene!

>>6156284
What's Lloydington got planned?

>>6156284
>Write In.
The questions that are asked of you, the answers you get, is it information the questioner has or is it otherworldly information, like something the person asking you doesn't even know?

Like what this person said.
>Talk to Vera and Mama Bodil. It’s time for their scene!

>>6156288
>>6156289
>>6156293
>>6156316
All good questions

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Since Hanno is closely affiliated with the White Flames, there’s a lot of information you can extract if you ask the right question. But you need to be succinct, specific, and clever! Or...

“...Multiple questions actually.” You course correct. This is what happens when you have time to think, you come up with way too many ideas that you can’t solve in a minute. “Let’s make it a lighting round.”

“I love a change of pace. Go!” Hanno pretends to blow a whistle.

“The questions that are asked of you, the answers you get, is it information the questioner has or is it otherworldly information, like something the person asking you doesn't even know?” You start with the wordiest question, how great. But you gotta keep him on his toes.

“It’s as if you answered the question. For example, if I ask you where the next crystal is, and you don’t know the answer, all I get back is that you don’t have the information. Maybe a shrug.” Hanno explains.

“Gotta ask, are you proactively collecting the crystals?” You chain questions.

“Yes, sir.” Hanno smiles.

“What are you planning to do if you win?” You raise an eyebrow.

“Hmm…” Hanno is in deep thought, it’s like he never thought about it before. “...I’d like for everyone to spend time with their loved ones for one day and have fun. I think the world deserves a break. Then figure out what’s next together. But selfishly, I’d like everyone to watch a meteor shower to celebrate my win.”

“I-I see.” You didn’t think he’d respond with something like that!

“Yours…” Hanno’s eyes open wide. “...If anything happens to me, aside from my own friends, I’ll be rooting for you.” He raises his fist in a cheerful manner.

“W-What did you learn?” You ask.

Hanno tilts his head. “You already know the answer, why are you asking me?” He smiles.

“...But I do not.” Dempsey got curious.

“E-Ehem, anyway.” You interrupt before things get too corny. “What's Lloydington got planned?”

“To win the whole thing and conquer both worlds.” Hanno deadpans. Dempsey is appalled.

“R-Right, but more specifically? Like, his next immediate move...” You cough.

“He’s planning to empower his entity to unimaginable levels through a holy ritual. For that, he’s building a massive aircraft which will linger above every man-made structure in the world, and he’s recruiting allies to protect him during the ceremony.” Hanno dryly explains.

“…” Dempsey doesn’t know what to say.

“…” You don’t know what to say. Well, Fiora told you about this! You just didn’t know the guy actually had a plan to make this happen! This is bad! “H-How long do we have before this machine is built…?”

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“A while. I don’t think they can figure out the specifics just yet.” Hanno chuckles. Phew, you were worried you had a deadline! You’re glad you don’t! “I told them to launch a rocket, but they called me stupid.”

“I think a rocket could work.” You nod.

“…If you launch it to the sun, yes, absolutely.” Dempsey deadpans. Hanno laughs.

“Well, that’s enough doom and gloom for me. Let’s exchange numbers, Hanno.” You pull out your phone. “Remember, you have to keep this a secret. You promised.”

“Of course, you’re the ace up my sleeve.” Hanno smiles as you two exchange contacts. You need a burner phone…

“Thanks for the talk. We’ll have a meeting later, okay?” You say before leaving. Hanno waves goodbye.

“Mind if I keep an eye on you, little chap?” Dempsey asks the big man.

“As long as you don’t exert yourself. Haha~” Hanno doesn’t mind being under surveillance.

Well, Mama Bodil told you that Vera needed your support! You’ll look for them. Funnily enough, it took you like a second to find them, they’re in the next room (the place Dempsey was resting). You imagine Vera wants a comfortable place for her victim to rest…

It’s you, Vera, Liu, Mama Bodil, and Dylan...

“F-Finally, what took you so long?” Vera is nervous.

“Sorry, I was busy making sure everyone was okay.” You apologize. “What do you need me for?”

“E-Emotional support, duh!” Vera is nervous. “Liu can’t do it all on her own! I can already see cracks in her facade...”

“I-I can handle it if you’re tired!” Liu promises she can take it. “W-W-Wait, what facade?”

“Not important now! Johnny, all I need is for you to stand there all pretty.” Vera takes a deep breath.

“I’m so confused, but seeing this girl panic is all types of hilarious!” Mama Bodil enjoys the cheese lady’s eccentricities.

“Bro, it’s insane, you two look nothing like you in the picture!” Dylan is still struggling to believe. “You used to look like a popsicle with arms, man!”

“I just gotta sit here and I’ll supposedly remember everything, huh? More magic bullshit I imagine.” Mama Bodil is kinda excited.

“Y-Yes! That’s all!” Liu nods. “Whenever you’re ready, Ma’am!”

“Hahaha, I was born ready.” Mama Bodil is ready for some nonsense.

“P-Please, h-hold my hand…” Vera lied, she needs all the support from you.

What do you do?

>Call Eddie! You can’t do this without Eddie! He’s like, important!
>Hold Vera’s hand and support her through this process.
>Place Liu on top of Vera’s lap.
>Write In.

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

>>6156365
>>Hold Vera’s hand and support her through this process.

>>6156365
>>Hold Vera’s hand and support her through this process.

>>6156365
>Call Eddie! You can’t do this without Eddie! He’s like, important!
Mama's loyal henchman...

>>6156365
>Hold Vera’s hand and support her through this process.

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If you’re not emotionally supporting Vera, what are you here for? You grab that hand!

“Hand is being held.” You act like you’re doing a spy operation.

“Hehe…” Vera is in bliss. Liu snaps her fingers to break her out of her trance. “Ah! S-Sorry! I got d-distracted…”

“Haha, this girl is so silly!” Mama Bodil laughs. “C’mon, you said you wanted to do this. Go for it. Uncover those memories.” There’s an air of skepticism in her voice. She’s seen magic, but not the memory-altering bullshit.

“We’re here with you.” You caress her hand.

“All the way!” Liu stands next to Vera with enthusiasm.

“Here we go…” Vera takes a deep breath, and walks forward with your help. It became less of hand-holding, and more using you as support with one side. She’s using one of her crutches with the other, and Liu is making sure she doesn’t destabilize.

Vera lets go of your hand to move behind Mama Bodil’s neck, to bring the Magical USB cable out. With her other arm around the crutch, she makes the phone appear in her other hand, and connects both items together. Now you and Liu are working as support.

“It’s going to take a bit…” Vera is concerned about what is about to happen.

“Don’t you want to sit down?” You ask out of concern.

“No… I don’t feel like I will fall apart with you two holding me…” Vera turns a little redder. And so does Liu! Out of effort! Maybe she’s not the most reliable barstool in the world!

“What a sweet girl.” Mama Bodil says.

“I-It’s going to take a bit, so relax…” Vera is getting sweaty. Just the idea of this happening is causing her too much anxiety. “All will be back like it is supposed to...”

[The Dormant Memories start flowing back to the mind. The lost connection has been rebuilt. Bodil Ewing has access to all her memories.]

Her exhaustion forces Vera to lose her footing, she hunches forward, but she’s in good hands! In yours! In the wobbly Liu’s! And… Mama Bodil’s...! She stood up and grabbed her in her large arms for a hug!

“Hahahaha! Everything’s fine, lil’ Vera!” Mama Bodil is glad to be back in full.

“M-Mama Bodil…?! Y-You don’t hate me?!” Vera doesn’t know how to feel about being toyed with like this! She’s out of your and Liu’s grasp! Up in the air like a toddler… or Crossbill.

“Pffft! What were you worried about?! You really think Mama would hate one of her girls?!” Mama Bodil remembers everything but not a reason to hate the cheesing mess.

“I-I know I’m impossible to hate, but I… deleted your memories… Does anyone I know have any idea of how messed up this is?!” Vera gets annoyed at everyone for being so forgiving.

“You didn’t want to do it though, the Alien forced you to.” Liu says.

“And you said you are lovable; so no one can be upset!” You add.

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>>6156821

“Oh, I’m upset! ...At myself! Mama wasn’t strong enough for you kids to believe in her!” Mama Bodil hugs Vera tightly. “Just know I could’ve fixed the Alien’s crooked teeth with one swift kick!”

“Mama Bodil…” Vera has waterfalls raining… Liu is enthusiastically clapping!

“That’s my boss, bro! Heart of gold and all the great and good stuff, man! Proud to be part of the gang!” Dylan knew nothing would’ve happened. He looked worried the entire time. He’s a fraud. But he was hopeful, so you’ll give him a pass.

“Would it kill you to hug me back, girl?” Mama Bodil feels like she’s doing all the work.

“I-I can’t move at all… I’m exhausted beyond belief!” Vera reveals. Oh no, she’s like you after… doing those exhausting things you love to do!

“Then you’ll stay in Mama’s arms for the rest of the day…” Bodil carries the smiling girl like a baby. “You’ll have to wait for your hug, lil’ Johnny. Mama hasn’t forgotten about you.”

“Don’t worry, as long as Vera is well taken care of.” You smile.

“You’re a doll.” Mama Bodil winks. “Now that we’re talking, what a glow-up, you two. You all changed way too much from the pic, no wonder I couldn’t find ya.” Well, Vera was trying to conceal her appearance. You, on the other hand, make no sense.

“Bro, yeah… Now that you mention it, dude, it’s so true!” Dylan had no idea what you two looked like.

“Whatever, everything’s fine now.” Mama Bodil doesn’t put much thought into it.

“There’s one thing I want to say though.” You raise your hand.

“What is it, kid?” Mama Bodil tilts her head.

“Thank you for everything!” You say from the bottom of your heart! You never properly thanked her for everything you went through. All that effort. “A note isn’t enough! I had to say it in person!”

“Don’t tear up, kid. You’ll make me cry too.” Mama Bodil chuckles to hide her feelings. “We’re getting too sappy and we’re here to celebrate! Let’s get out of here! We have plenty of time to talk about what happened!”

“You got it, boss!” Dylan raises his fist in approval.

“Yes, M-Mama Bodil!” Vera nods.

“Yes, Mama Bodil!” You say.

“Y-Yes, Mama Bodil!” Liu did it out of reflex, with one hiccup to boot.

“You, little one… I like you too.” Mama Bodil picks up Liu to give Vera a partner in arms.

It appears there’s nothing left but to celebrate! After a long arduous mission, the moment has arrived!

With whom do you want to celebrate more closely with? (Who should I draw for the party pic?)

>Write In.

What do you do after the party?

>Tell Solomon you’re visiting his daughter.
>Tell Jaylene that she’s meeting with Oliver.
>Write In.

>>6156822
>>Write In.
Scarlet, she deserves it
>Tell Solomon you’re visiting his daughter.

>>6156822
>Write In.
Liu
>Tell Solomon you’re visiting his daughter.

>>6156823
+1, Scarlet needs some appreciation.

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>>6156822

I got sleepy to finish the drawings now, I'll be posting tomorrow! Thanks for your patience!

>>6156823
+1

>>6156822
>>6156829
+1

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You’re the last of the group to step out of the room. There, you’re stopped by an unexpected individual. Unexpected in the way that you forgot he was even here.

“Just a second.” Dossenius is wearing a calm expression on his face. “I couldn’t help but to follow your steps, overhear what everyone said about you, see your actions — and listen to this last conversation. And I…” He looks down at his hand trying to find the strength…

“Just say it, dude. If you speak from here...” Dylan taps his heart. “...People won’t hate you that much.”

“Right…” Dossenius takes the advice, but he isn’t sold on the idea itself. He probably considers Dylan not to be bright. “I… don’t see the monster I thought you were. The picture my friend painted of you or the pained words from my brother... both feel like counterfeited fabrications. I don’t have the entire canvas yet, I’ll admit I have some reservations about Bodil, but an apology is due for my indiscretions to you and everyone else.”

“It’s fine, man. We promised we’d talk later, didn’t we? I’ll show you that we aren’t that bad.” You half-joke.

“Dude, if you aren’t half bad, I have to see what half good is!” Dylan is pretty shocked by your humble words.

“If you do… I assure you that I’ll return the favor. To leave a life of anger behind, that’d be… nice.” Dossenius has a pained smile on his face.

“For now, let’s celebrate.” You smile back.

“WOOAH! Party time~!” Dylan starts rolling his arms in excitement.

“You kids loooove taking your time, huh? I’m bringing you along…” Mama Bodil returns to drag you and Dylan along. “You too, kid.” She orders Dossenius to follow!

“Y-Yes, Ma’am.” Dossenius doesn’t want to be rude and complies.

“And don’t worry, we’ll talk later too.” Mama Bodil winks.

And after all that, the party officially begins! Between your team, the prisoners, and the randos — you take over the Ice Cream Establishment! Not like there is any sign of anyone else coming over. This place is a ghost town seeing its first party in ages. Before it can break out into other things, you all enjoy a tasty treat of ice cream. ‘It’s very Yummy!’.- What a review from the Honey Bubbles! Truly the most honest critic! You, on the other hand, think it’s alright.

Desserts aside, you have karaoke, dumb entertaining shows hosted by the Markgician, and lots of dancing! It’s like everyone took turns doing whatever the hell they wanted in front of a jolly crowd! Some of the highlights were:

-Mama Bodil and Cocoa having a duel duet from a musical. It got heated. Crossbill and Misty made it worse by joining one of the sides to stir the intensity up!

-The Twins’ awful comedy routine. This is more of a low light. Thankfully, Wigmar had better material.

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>>6157442

-Walter showcasing his melodious voice to the world. He should join an opera.

-Annelien’s magic show with the assistance of multiple people (Rora, Iris, Dylan, Liu, and Gregory were volunteered.)

-Dunja’s juggling. People kept throwing things at her and she couldn’t be stopped. It was a different type of amazing!

-Brutus and Hanno having a duel to see who can lift the most people at the same time. Basically, they put people inside the Buffalo and lifted him. It started light with the likes of Odetta and Hubbard, but once they passed the Baz line, the winner was decided...

-An Ice Cream eating contest between Rahul, Tatianna, Carmella, Jaylene, Galactic, and Scarlet. Guess who won… She’s never too exhausted to eat ice cream. Vera led the referee team with Liu, Dossenius, and Darwin as assistants.

-Sally singing ‘Pop Shanty’ by a Pirate Idol. Beth, Zyra, and Tihana joined her as her background dancers. This evolved into everyone ‘drunkenly’ joining in at every chorus!

After that, everything turned into a dance floor. You took a moment to approach Bubbles, and asked if she wanted to join you in a dance… She wasn’t tired of it! You guess the ice cream has healing properties on redheads!

“Look at what we’ve done!” Scarlet cheerfully says with a million Gordollar smile! You can barely hear each other with the music being so loud!

“Couldn’t have done it without you!” You smile back! It all started because she wanted to help...

“Hehe, and there’s way, way more to come!” Scarlet is so excited about the future that she’s on cloud nine! The redhead is enjoying every moment...

You kept on dancing for a while… You didn’t appreciate how everyone seemingly was mocking your renowned dance moves! There was no need for everyone to copy your goofy style by following your lead!

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At some point, amidst the mayhem, you walk off to the edge of the party, where you find a nostalgic man looking through the window at the sunset…an old man who is going to learn his daughter is still alive…

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

>>6157444
Thanks for running!

>>6157444
Thanks for running