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You open your eyes, looking upon the blurry browns and greys that make up the room around you. After a second, you shift, grabbing your glasses from where they fell on your chest, and slip them onto your nose, focusing the world again. You’re home, in your little apartment, with its fun decorations and delicious comfort of a medieval room. Even the fireplace, which you managed to unblock, has a few logs in it, sitting ready to warm up the room.

Looking down, you find Eve staring up at you, concern etched on your face. “Dad...are you okay?”

>I’m fine, sweetie. Just a bad dream, is all.
>The dream, again.
>She’s still there, always on the edge of my mind, like some goddamn witch. She just...won’t leave me alone...

>>40301015
>I’m fine, sweetie. Just a bad dream, is all.

>>40301015
>I’m fine, sweetie. Just a bad dream, is all.

>>40301064
>>40301021
Writing for this, then.

>>40301138
Forgettin' trips.

I have arrived!
>>40301064
>>40301021
backing

>>40301238
Fuck off namefag

>>40301266
clearly you have not read any of artemis's threads, particularly magicalsoldierquest

>>40301266
Thank you for your contribution, anon. I would prefer if you would be polite, though.

>>40301015

You smile down at her, brushing some hair out of her face. “Just a bad dream, Evie. I’m fine.”

She frowns, not believing you, but she leaves it anyway, leaning against you a bit more. “Okay. If you say so...”

You stay like that for a few minutes, reveling in that feeling of calm, except there’s no storm coming. And there won’t ever be a storm again. You’ll make sure of it.

But you have to move at some point, and you stand up, ignoring Eve’s complaints as you set her head back on the sofa itself. First job includes getting the fire started, which you do, spending a minute of care until the logs are ablaze and the room is starting to heat up (it must have got pretty cold overnight, especially without any functional AC. Again, why was the fireplace blocked?).

Now, next step is...uh...

>Make hearty breakfast! Best way to start the day!
>Get Eve to the hospital. Gotta make sure your daughter stays, you know, alive.
>Call Samantha, ask about magical girls.
>Write In.

>>40301307
>Make hearty breakfast! Best way to start the day!
Afterwards
>Get Eve to the hospital. Gotta make sure your daughter stays, you know, alive.

>>40301307
>>40301317
backing

>>40301307
>>Make hearty breakfast! Best way to start the day!
Afterwards
>Get Eve to the hospital. Gotta make sure your daughter stays, you know, alive.

>>40301307
>Make hearty breakfast! Best way to start the day!
>Get Eve to the hospital. Gotta make sure your daughter stays, you know, alive.

>>40301349
>>40301340
>>40301337
>>40301317
Writing.

So is this like World's Greatest Dad where we're going to have to cover up our daughter's death from erotic asphyxiation with saying she killed herself to save the family from embarrassment?

>>40301493
....dude, just no.

>>40301493
Get the hell outta here

>>40301493
Uh. No. No. Not that.

>>40301307

Moving away from the fireplace, you head on over to the kitchen, pulling out a pan, along with the various supplies you’ll need to make a solid breakfast. “Up for eggs and bacon?” you call out.

“And beans, please.”

You laugh, setting down the can of baked beans on the table. “Way ahead of ya, Evie. How’d you like your eggs?”

“The usual!”

---

About ten minutes later, you have two plates of scrambled eggs and bacon on top of toast, along with gratuitous servings of beans covering it all in a delicious mess. You set them down on the living room table, and hand a fork and knife over to Eve. “There you go!”

“Uh...Dad.” Eve sounds a bit nervous.

“Yes, daughter of mine?”

She points down with her fork at the stump of her leg. “If you haven’t noticed...”

>Embarrassment option (Now, fruit of my loins, prepare thy palate for the coal-powered and rail directed automobile, or if you prefer then the heavier-than-air flying contraption! Say ah!)
>Normal option (let me shift the table closer)
>Fuck I forgot my daughter lost her fucking leg option gonna shank the bitch who did this option.

>>40301567
>>Normal option (let me shift the table closer)

>>40301567
>Embarrassment option (Now, fruit of my loins, prepare thy palate for the coal-powered and rail directed automobile, or if you prefer then the heavier-than-air flying contraption! Say ah!)

>>40301567
brief moment of
>Fuck I forgot my daughter lost her fucking leg option gonna shank the bitch who did this option.
followed by calming down and
>Normal option (let me shift the table closer)

>>40301567
>>Embarrassment option (Now, fruit of my loins, prepare thy palate for the coal-powered and rail directed automobile, or if you prefer then the heavier-than-air flying contraption! Say ah!)

>>40301567
>Normal option (let me shift the table closer)

>>40301673
>>40301611
>>40301575
Writing for this then.

Say. If we collect and maintain (and possibly even modify?) weapons, and moreover are able to renovate our own house in a single afternoon, how likely is it that we can build a literally kickass artificial leg for our daughter?

>>40301800
eh, more likely we'll just buy one from being a really fuckin good freelance programer.

>>40301800

For one, it's a smaller apartment, and it was pretty much just changing the flooring (which, yes, you did do pretty damn well) and getting new furniture and tapestries.

But apart from usual dad talents, you don't know how to engineer something like that. Make some friends, maybe?

>>40301567

“Oh..fuck, I’m sorry-”

“Hey, hey, don’t sweat it,” Eve smiles, tapping on the stump. “It doesn’t hurt, not since whatever Sam did to it. Just a bit inconvenient.”

You nod, and help shift the table closer, and Eve turns to face it, and begins to eat, furiously consuming everything on the plate. You watch in fascination as the food disappears within six minutes, and as Eve leans back again, sighing in satisfaction. “Thanks, Dad. I was really hungry.”

“No problem. So, next up we’re probably going to head to the hospital, see if there’s anything they can do.”

Eve frowns. “Is that really the best idea? I mean, how are we going to explain that I have a completely healed amputated leg that we’re just now coming in for? They probably won’t look too kindly on you.”

“Huh...” she makes a good point. You think for a few minutes, finishing up the rest of your own food. “Can we ask Samantha for help? Or is there some place that you specifically go for magical-related injuries? I can’t imagine the magical girls head to a normal hospital when they get hurt.”

“I...actually don’t know,” Eve admits, “I didn’t think of that.”

>Just head to the hospital, get what you need. Wheelchair, prosthetics, whatever.
>Call Sam, ask her. Magical artificial legs could be cool...
>Who needs healthcare! Figure out if you can make something yourself.

>>40301851
>>Call Sam, ask her. Magical artificial legs could be cool...
yeeeah lets see if this is a thing first

>>40301851
>Call Sam, ask her. Magical artificial legs could be cool...

>>40301851
>>Call Sam, ask her. Magical artificial legs could be cool...

>>40301851
>Call Sam, ask her. Magical artificial legs could be cool...

>>40301918
>>40301908
>>40301890
>>40301881
Writing.

>>40301851
>Call Sam, ask her. Magical artificial legs could be cool...
I say this cause it sounds like the best for a magical girl. A reg prosthetic probably could not handle situations with abominations.

>>40301851

“Here, I’m going to call Sam. Maybe there’s a magical doctor or clinic or something we can go to.” you grab your phone from the table and dial Samantha from your recent calls list. It rings four times before she picks up, sounding awfully sleepy. “Uh...hello?”

“Hi there Sam, it’s Mark here.”

“Oh, yeah...Mr. Dunholdt...what can I do for you?”

“Well, Eve and I are trying to figure out exactly how we can get a prosthetic or something for her. Obviously any regular ones just won’t do if she’s going to be a magical girl.”

Sam seems to perk up. “Oh, of course! I forgot to tell you! Yeah, in the Old District there’s a small clinic, looks pretty normal on the outside. When you head in, there’s a sign-in sheet in that lobby area before you enter the clinic. Just write down Eve’s name and tap her magical item, if she has one yet, on the sheet. Then walk on through.”

“Alright, thanks Sam!”

“Anytime. Goodbye.” she hangs up, and you set the phone back to the table.

Eve looks up at you from the sofa, currently halfway through a piece of your own toast. “Hmmph? Wuffs fa - sorry, what’s the plan?”

“There actually is a magical clinic we can head along to. Shall we go?”

“Yeah, let’s go. But...” she lifts her arms up to you. “You’re going to have to carry me. And there’s no way we’re taking the stallion.

>YOU UNDERESTIMATE THE STALLION. ACTIVATE THE SIDE CARRIAGE!
>THEN I SHALL BE YOUR STALLION, AND CARRY YOU TO THIS CLINIC, MY TREASURE!

>>40302080
>YOU UNDERESTIMATE THE STALLION. ACTIVATE THE SIDE CARRIAGE!

>>40302080
>THEN I SHALL BE YOUR STALLION, AND CARRY YOU TO THIS CLINIC, MY TREASURE!

>>40302080
>>YOU UNDERESTIMATE THE STALLION. ACTIVATE THE SIDE CARRIAGE!

>>40302080
>YOU UNDERESTIMATE THE STALLION. ACTIVATE THE SIDE CARRIAGE!
The Beast grows ever more

>>40302080
>THEN I SHALL BE YOUR STALLION, AND CARRY YOU TO THIS CLINIC, MY TREASURE!

>>40302080
>>YOU UNDERESTIMATE THE STALLION. ACTIVATE THE SIDE CARRIAGE!
Any of you guys ever watched kekaida?

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>>40302138
>>40302105
>>40302104
>>40302095
Haha time for sidecar.

>>40302080
>THEN I SHALL BE YOUR STALLION, AND CARRY YOU TO THIS CLINIC, MY TREASURE!

>>40302198
speaking of which, we need to think of nice majestic name for the stallion, like pegasus

>>40302274
Sleipnir

>>40302291
I love how the name is literally slippy.

>>40302291
ooh thats a good one.

>>40302080

You sweep Eve up from the sofa and into your arms, and you stride out of the apartment, closing the door behind with your foot. “My dear Eve, it appears that you’ve forgotten about the existence of the side carriage!”

Eve laughs. “Oh god, that thing? Well then, chauffeur, let us be off! To the clinic!”

---

Soon enough you’re rolling through the streets of the Old District. You pulled out your pair of flight goggles and a cape for Eve to wear, and you get your suit on, looking as fancy as possible. Luckily the suspension on the bike and car is pretty good, so the brick street doesn’t rattle either of your teeth out.

Following the instructions that Sam gave you, you soon find yourself outside the clinic, titled “Eliza’s Pediatric Clinic”. You park the bike just outside, and lift Eve out of the side car, carrying her on inside.

You find yourself in the lobby, just before the waiting room. Through the misted glass you can spot a few clients waiting, some of their own kids sitting either on their laps or playing with whatever toys were scattered for the younger kids on the floor.

“Hey, Eve, you want to go play with the puzzles?”

She shakes her head, smiling. “Very funny, Dad. Come on, let’s get this done with.”

You nod, and set her down against the wall, and step to the podium right next to her, where a clipboard and pen wait. Picking it up, you write in Eve’s full name, and then take her cane-sword off of your belt, where you had clipped it on. Figuring you just need to tap it, you knock the alpenstock on the podium.

It seems like nothing happens, and you set the pen back down on the podium.

“Uh...Is that it?”

A woman peers her head out of the clinic entrance, smiling. “Hello there! Welcome to Eliza’s...” she cuts off as she sees you standing next to Eve, “uh, sir? Who are you?”

>I’m a doting father.
>Am I not meant to be here?
>MY DAUGHTER LOST HER LEEEEEG.

>>40302365
>>Am I not meant to be here?
>>MY DAUGHTER LOST HER LEEEEEG.

>>40302365
Eliza? really?
>Am I not meant to be here?
play it up for stupid until our daughter cant stand it.

>>40302365
>Am I not meant to be here?

>>40302365
>Am I not meant to be here?


>Eliza
will we be running into Shogo?

>>40302365
>>Am I not meant to be here?
>>MY DAUGHTER LOST HER LEEEEEG.

>>40302365
>>I’m a doting father.
>>MY DAUGHTER LOST HER LEEEEEG.

>>40302403
>>40302422
>>40302424
backing, no sense in breaking down NOW

>>40302291
That sounds like something from bad mpreg fanfic.

>>40302425
>>40302424
>>40302422
>>40302403
>>40302401
Writing.

You will not be running into Shogo. This is different style of Witches, and the only common word is witches themselves, gates, and Witchspace. The Abominations and Shards are different.

>>40302479
Its the name of the horses that pull odins heavenly chariot you uncultured swine

>>40302365

“Ah, am I not meant to be here?”

“Uh, no sir.”

You slap your face. “Well I’ll be damned! Here I was thinking that it was perfectly okay for me to walk into a magical clinic! My mistake!”

Eve chuckles from the corner she’s sitting against. “Dad, stop teasing her. Anyway, Mrs., my father here is the one who rescued me from getting killed, so I think he’s definitely...qualified to know about this kind of thing.”

“You what?” the nurse focuses on you. “You saved her?”

You wave your hand. “Ah, it’s no big deal. Either way, my daughter had lost a leg before I arrived. I was wondering if you guys have prostheses or something that she can use.”

The nurse nods after a few seconds of hesitation, before opening the door fully. ‘Alright then. Come on in, I can grab her a wheelchair for now.

You both nod your thanks and follow her in, and once they give you a wheelchair you set Eve down again.

“You’ll just have to wait a bit, we have a few other patients ahead of you in triage.”

You nod, and let the nurse get back to nursing, while you roll Eve over to one of the side chairs for you to sit on. Looking around the room, you don’t see anyone above eighteen in sight, and yet the variety of wounds is...impressive. With the four other clients, you see one who has bloody gashes running up and down her arms, another who looks incredibly tired and worn out, another girl who’s arm is covered in a black goo and...what seems to be another girl, except scaled down to a foot in height. She’s lying back on the coffee table in the centre of the room, twiddling her thumbs.

>Talk to [insert client here]
>Talk more with Eve! Best Dad is always entertaining!
>Stay quiet, relax.
>Write In.

>>40302666
> Talk to the fairy

>>40302666
>>Talk more with Eve! Best Dad is always entertaining!
Ask her if this started last night, or if it's been going on for a while

>>40302666
>Talk more with Eve! Best Dad is always entertaining!


Nice quest so far Satan.

>>40302666
>Talk to arm gashes

>>40302666
>Talk more with Eve! Best Dad is always entertaining!

>>40302666
>Talk more with Eve! Best Dad is always entertaining!
Ask how much experience shes got being an MG

>>40302741
Satan? Why satan?

>>40302767
Your post ended in 666.

>>40302767
you had a post that ended in 666

>>40302767
dude, to be fair, you started the quest by ripping our daughters leg off.

>>40302782
>>40302779
Fair enough.
>>40302784
Well, and that, I guess...

Just ignore my blatant fetishes for literally everything I write. Including Lost In Time. Aww yeah, buildin' nations...

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>>40302806
>We've been in his magical realm all along!

>>40302848
Nah, not really. It's more like the d'aww realm.And besides, it's not that bad of a magical realm, as magical realms go.

>>40302760
>>40302753
>>40302741
>>40302702
Writing.

>>40300996
Just finished reading the last thread.
Manly tears, man.

>>40302962
Thanks, anon! There will be many more to come! Today's gonna be fun!

>>40302962
im not crying, im sweating from my eyes, yeah.

>>40302666


“Well then, Eve, how about you explain to me exactly how you got into this magical thing in the first place. I highly doubt you just found the Magical Girl Club and signed up.”

“Yeah, I guess,” she chuckles, “well, actually, I saw Samantha landing in the school courtyard, off to the side where no one could see her. Except me, of course.”

“Oh, and you just walked up and said give me?”

Eve shakes her head. “Not like that. It’s more like she saw me watching her, and begged me not to tell anyone. I asked for more of an explanation and, well, managed to persuade her to activate my potential.”

“That being what you need to become a magical girl?”

“Yeah, something like that. Along with the magical item,” she hefts the cane-sword, “which I now have. Thanks, by the way.”

You smile at her and ruffle her hair. “Always a pleasure, Evie.”

“E-excuse me...” you turn to see the tiny faerie looking girl standing in front of the two of you. Specifically, she’s staring at you. “U-um...what are you doing in here...”

>Hi there! My daughter Eve needed a leg. What about you? What’s your name?
>Ah, good faerie, bless my daughter, so that her recovery shalt be swift and smooth!
>Ignore her.
>Write In.

>>40302554
Now tell us how it was born.

>>40303038
>Hi there! My daughter Eve needed a leg. What about you? What’s your name?

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Hey guys, I found the perfect pic for MC
>>40303038
>Ah, good faerie, bless my daughter, so that her recovery shalt be swift and smooth!
and then when our daughter hits us over the head,
>Hi there! My daughter Eve needed a leg. What about you? What’s your name?

>>40303038
>Hi there! My daughter Eve needed a leg. What about you? What’s your name?

>>40303038
>Ah, good faerie, bless my daughter, so that her recovery shalt be swift and smooth!
then
>Hi there! My daughter Eve needed a leg. What about you? What’s your name?

>>40303108
crap forgot my trip
>>40303082
kek, I love it.

>>40303038
>Hi there! My daughter Eve needed a leg. What about you? What’s your name?

>>40303038
>>Ah, good faerie, bless my daughter, so that her recovery shalt be swift and smooth!

>>Hi there! My daughter Eve needed a leg. What about you? What’s your name?

>>40303082
Now we must say "Scream, Benihime!" at least once, you do realize that?

>>40303038
>Ah, good faerie, bless my daughter, so that her recovery shalt be swift and smooth!
im wondering if all this drama talk is bestdads way of coping with the situation

>>40303172
why dont we just full out name our swordcane benihime for christs sake
>>40303188
nah, we're just weird

>>40303188
Pretty sure he's a little rattled in the brain, after being married to the witch of rage for god knows how long.

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>>40303082
found another one if hatnclogs is unaceptable to you guys

>>40303249
Yes. Perfect. Thank you!

Not the MC, though...you'll see.

>>40303280
so wait, is that not us, but our overly dapper british friend from our crazy college days who shall join us in our sword-cane fight for JUSTICE?!
Seriously though can it be canon that we look like >>40303082? its just so perfect

>>40303200
Because that would be consigning Mark to having shit taste in animu and mango although that's just my own dislike of Bleach talking. Still, if we're naming our bike Sleipnir, we probably ought to go with the Nordic theme and name our sword Balmung or Laevateinn or something. Not Tyrfing, though, because that's just asking for trouble.

>>40303280
Is it gonna be Jon?

>>40303214
I believe the sin your thinking of is Wrath, sir. And we don't know if she even was the Witch of Wrath, another sin, or even a witch at all. I mean, she probably was a witch, but until evidence is shown to us, it's still speculation.

>>40303330
I found that image originally, and didn't like it. If you could find a male version of >>40303249, with TWO canes, then you have a winner.

>>40303350
Oh, I just realized that there are two people in that image. In that case, yes, the one on the left is most certainly you.

>>40303356
Right.
Wrath.
Fury.
Synonyms

Still though, if we're powering wrath up to Khorne levels, it'd be pretty fitting if that's our ex.

>>40303249
>his hair is a different color on the back from on the front
Goddammit Japan.

>>40303214
>>40303356

I really hope shes not a witch and just a terrible person. I mean come on.

>>40303330
I'm liken Balmung, but I think it should be fitting whats the nordic word for
ragewolf?
>>40303379
preeeety sure thats a dude artemis...

>>40303417
either a trap or a reverse trap.
Hard to tell sometimes.

>>40303414
That's a different person, from what I can tell anon.

>>40303417
Implying I've ever cared. One on the right looks definitely feminine enough. Or is there a misunderstanding?

Writing, by the way.

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now, this isnt exactly the best picture in the world, but I cant damn help it, his personality fits so well

>>40303038

You smile down at the faery. “Enchanted, dear faerie. A reason you search for, as to why I’m in the here and now, and thus I explain: the fruit of my loins, Eve here, hast-”

“Sorry about my dad. He’s a bit...Shakespeare-ian. I’m Eve, and my first battle didn’t go so well. Dad here had to pull my ass out of the fire, but I still got injured,” Eve indicates her stump, “so we’re here to get me a prosthetic! Or equivalent. We’re pretty new to this.”

You sniff. “Please, Eve, calm yourself. Interrupting me? Truly, you’re a savage.”

Eve grins, “But I’m *your* savage, Dad. You know you still love me.”

“Well, yes. But that’s the proper, civilized feeling! As I should do!”

“And you decapitating an Abomination is also civilized?” Eve looks skeptical.

“Of the highest order!”

“Um...” you both look back towards the faerie, who’s now looking at you in a new light, “y-you killed an Abomination?”


“Yes!”

“H-how?”

“The thing dared to hurt my daughter. Never underestimate a father’s love, faerie.”

“Oh...” the faerie nods, her head dropping. “Okay.”

The nurse peers around the corner, looking towards you. “Alright, we’re ready for Eve.”

>Hold on a second. Dear Faerie, what’s wrong?
>Be right with you!
>Eve, you go on ahead, I’d like to continue my conversation with the faerie.

The 'za returns.

>>40303330
>naming the sword tyrfing
oh you.
too many spoilers today. How about fenris? chained until the time he is unleashed to wreck face

>>40303569
>>Hold on a second. Dear Faerie, what’s wrong?

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>>40303543
i mean, just look at this!
>>40303569
>Hold on a second. Dear Faerie, what’s wrong?

>>40303569
>Hold on a second. Dear Faerie, what’s wrong?

>>40303569
The top option is both stay behind, if you can't tell.

>>40303569
>Hold on a second. Dear Faerie, what’s wrong?

>>40303588
thats, why that name, its PERFECT!
>>40303569
>Hold on a second. Dear Faerie, what’s wrong?
>>40303543
yes. YES!

>>40303569
>>Hold on a second. Dear Faerie, what’s wrong?

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>>40303625
fricken seriously, he's just to good, it matches the personality so well!

>>40303543
I like to think we look more, you know, normal than whomever that's suppose to be.

>>40303680
>>40303633
>>40303656
>>40303628
Writing.

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>>40303691
so what you're saying is you'd rather be sebastian?

>>40303691
Yeeeah... I liked the idea of just looking like a normal weary guy in a suit, just with a playful personality.

>>40303588
That would be just as bad as Tyrfing. If Sleipnir is our steed, that makes us Odin - and you know what happens between Odin and Fenrir at Ragnarok. Fenrisulfr fucking eats Odin.

>>40303732
...is that a bad thing?

>>40303732
I don't really know him either, I'm afraid.

The only reason I even recognize the guy in your pic there is cause he was used in HPQ by Guide.

>>40303826
Butler, demon, yaoi extraordinaire.
speaking of guide, is he running anything nowadays?

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>>40303782
not in slightest, he's a literal demon that kicks the ass of pretty much everything that tries to fight him
In all seriousness though, here's a NORMAL looking gentleman, what do you guys think of this?
>>40303848
yeah, just real sporadically, he actually ran a new thread of HPQ a few weeks back

>>40303865
im not kidding, HPQ officially came out of hiatus for a least one thread, havent heard anything from him since though, I think hes really damn busy with life.
But my god was that thread glorious, in order to undo the deaging magic on the girls, we had to take the spell onto ourselves. tiny john galt shenanigans were had

>>40303569

“Excuse me, nurse. I’ll just be a moment longer!” You turn back to the faerie. “What’s wrong, little one? Is there any way I can help you?”

The faerie sighs. “No, sorry. It’s just wishful thinking on my part.”

You smile warmly. “Hey, that’s fine. Go on, you can tell me. Or, you can tell Eve, if you feel that would be better.”

The faerie nods, after a second, and hops up to Eve’s wheelchair, whispering in her ear. Eve’s eyes go wide, and she turns to you. “She...doesn’t really know how a father is meant to act. She came here because she lost her memories, and...well, is a fairy.”

“Yeah...” the faerie sniffs. “I can’t remember anything...my life...my parents...” her head goes down into her arms, clenched up in a ball.

The nurse is still standing there, waiting patiently.

>Welp, that’s nice. Seeya later!
>Eve, you head on in. I AM GOING TO BE THIS GIRL’S FATHER.
>Write In.

>>40303865
I could see this being us, not to old, not to young, good sense of style.

>>40303934
>eve, you've always wanted a sister right?
FUCK! THE HELL! YES!

>>40303934
>>Eve, you head on in. I AM GOING TO BE THIS GIRL’S FATHER.
This is the only path.

>>40303934
>eve, you've always wanted a sister right?

>>40303934
>Eve, I think we're gonna need a new room.
god damnit imouto, but best dad pretty much cant say no

>>40303934
>>Eve, you head on in. I AM GOING TO BE THIS GIRL’S FATHER.
WE MUST DAD ALL THE THINGS!

>>40303957
Yeah.
Yeah this.

>>40303934
>Eve, you head on in. I AM GOING TO BE THIS GIRL’S FATHER.
So, we're going to take a few minutes to be kind, loving, protective and, above all, embarrassing to this random stranger?

Sounds good to me!

>>40303978
THIS.

>>40303971
Pff, she's tiny. I doubt she takes much room.
It's totally not a reversible magical effect.

>>40303978
This is where I make the joke about you guys being the allfather.

>>40303985
few minutes? bestdad laughs at your half-assedness, shes part of the family now!

>>40304016
...Joke?

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>>40303865
Oh yeah, ive also got this guy, personally I think the other one works better though

>>40304032
Let's not look ahead to the part where you realize you're Odin reborn, anon, that would be boring.

>>40304042
He looks far too serious.

>>40304050
baby steps artemis, sooner or later we'll be in ragnarok anyways

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>>40304072
yeah, like I said I like the other one more.
Artemis you wanna weigh in here?
Oh yeah ive also got one for when we have our rageface on

>>40304050
Does that mean fairy girl is Loki?

>>40304110
This is fine:
>>40303865

>>40304118
Who knows, anon?

>>40303865
>>40304122
sweet, glad I could find one that works

>>40304122
sooo you writing for adopting the fairy? The votes pretty clear. yannow, what with it being unanimous and all.

>>40304171
Ah, yes, I am. Sorry it's taking a while, making my lunch.

>>40304272
Wha'cha having?

Pizza?

>>40303934

“Eve...”

“Yes, Dad?”

You turn and grin at your daughter. “You always said you wanted an imouto, right?”

Eve laughs, “Oh, god...you’re not joking. Well,” she turns back to the faerie, “what’s your name, little one?”

“Uh...Jackie?”

Eve grins. “Well, Jackie, how would you like to join our family?”

Jackie freezes for a few seconds, before literally shining in happiness, the smile permanently affixed to her face. “Yes. Yes! Thank you, thank you so much!”

You nod, and turn to Eve. “Here, you go on in, and I’m going to go take Jackie back home. Unless,” you look at Jackie, “is there something else you’re waiting for here?”

Jackie shakes her head. “No, not really. I was actually just looking for a place to stay.”

“Then I’ll take you back to our place, and we can get you all settled! Eve, you’ll be fine?”

Eve nods, spinning around in her wheelchair. “I’ll be fine. So I’ll see you later?”

You nod, and Eve follows the nurse around the corner.

Jackie looks up at you. “Uh...so your home?”

>Yes. BUT FIRST ICE CREAM OUTING
>Straight to it! Let’s make some lunch for when Eve gets back home!
>Yes! But first we’re going to find you some nice clothing, so you don’t have to wear your magical get up all the time!

>>40304308
>Yes! But first we’re going to find you some nice clothing, so you don’t have to wear your magical get up all the time!
>And then let’s make some lunch for when Eve gets back home!
Ice cream when we can have Eve along as well.

>>40304308
>Yes! But first we’re going to find you some nice clothing, so you don’t have to wear your magical get up all the time!
Then lunch

>>40304308
>>Straight to it! Let’s make some lunch for when Eve gets back home!
>>Yes! But first we’re going to find you some nice clothing, so you don’t have to wear your magical get up all the time!
sooo exactly how tall IS she?

>>40304308
>>Yes! But first we’re going to find you some nice clothing, so you don’t have to wear your magical get up all the time!
>Let’s make some lunch for when Eve gets back home!

>>40304374
>>40304367
>>40304360
>>40304342
Confirmed!

>>40304367
From what you can tell, she's just about ten inches tall. You swear you saw some fancy doll store around here...

Writing.

>>40304452
welp, how the FUCK are we gonna explain this one to the normals.

>>40304496
Tell them with a completely straight face that it's magic, and then move on as though it's nothing odd.

>>40304308

Your first mission is to find some good clothes for Jackie. A shame that you never picked up sewing or knitting, that would have been perfect for right now! Either way, you manage to find one of those seriously upper-class doll stores. Inside you find an older lady and gentleman working, bent over a few sewing machines and making some more clothing for whatever dolls they carry on the shelf. You don’t know much about this.

Stepping inside, the lady looks up, and waves the man over to you. He approaches, and stands in front of you respectfully. “Hello sir, welcome to Miniatures. How may I assist you?

>I’ve got a ten inch tall magical girl who’d like some clothes.
>I’m an avid doll fan. Looking for some clothing for a ten inch custom model.
>Miniatures, you say? May I inquire into what kind of miniatures?

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>>40304496
also, my search history now contains the words "tiny magical girl" thanks artemis
>>40304553
>I'm here to buy some dolls for my daughter.

>>40304553
>MY daughter is an avid doll fan. Looking for some clothing for a ten inch custom model.

>>40304573
You mean it didn't already?

>>40304553
>I’m an avid doll fan. Looking for some clothing for a ten inch custom model.

>>40304553
>>I’m an avid doll fan. Looking for some clothing for a ten inch custom model.

>>40304581
yeah thats better than mine, backing.

>>40304553
>Looking for some clothing for a ten inch custom model. My daughter has been wanting to expand her wardrobe,you see.
This is technically not a lie.

>>40304553
>>Miniatures, you say? May I inquire into what kind of miniatures?

>>40304622
>>40304581
one of these I dont care which

>>40304672
>>40304622
>>40304581
>>40304573

Writin'.

>>40304553
>>A shame that you never picked up sewing or knitting, that would have been perfect for right now!
damnit why

>>40304553

“Ah, yes. My own daughter is an avid collector,and she recently acquired-”

The man bows. “Sorry, sir, I am not the expert with dolls. Allow my wife to take over.” he switches with the woman, who walks up to you calmly. “Hello, I’m the one you may want to talk to about dolls. What were you saying?”

“Ah, my daughter is an avid collector, and she recently acquired a ten inch tall custom model, something with a ‘real scale’, or whatever she called it. Said it’s better than most dolls. Anyway, I was going to buy her some new clothes for it as a birthday present, if possible. Will that be okay?”

“Of course, sir. Do you happen to have the doll on you?” you feel Jackie shift slightly, where she’s sitting on your collar, watching over the top of your head.

>Well, it’s also alive, you see.
>Stoically hand over Jackie.
>Ah, no. Do you need it?

>>40304958
>>Stoically hand over Jackie.
Very life like.

>>40304958
>Ah, no. Do you need it?

>>40304971
Backing

>>40304958
>Ah, no. Do you need it?
Think about it from an outsider's perspective: why would we randomly have our daughter's dolls?

>>40304958
>>40304971
Yes.

>>40305020
Well, you could pretend you're more experienced with this, especially if it's your daughter's hobby. This is a designer doll clothes shop, the weird is not part of the equation.

>>40304971
>>40304988
>>40305021
c'mon guys no
thats going to make our new daughter not like us and not trust us

>>40305044
Figure it out. I've got tea to drink.

>>40305044
Hey, I've just got those "Pretend to be a doll!" scenes stuck in my head.

>>40304958
>stoically hand over Jackie
>Just a warning, it's quite delicate. And it has some computer circuitry. A bit like a furby.

>>40304958
"Well, I wasn't really planning on coming here, and it's fragile enough that I don't want to carry it around more than I need to - but I could probably whittle a rough replica and bring it in later today."

>>40305087
Second

if we hand her over jackies probably going to get stripped

>>40305087
you're a fuckin genius, backing

>>40304958

i'm >>40304974
ill change my vote to >>40305087

>>40305087
seconding the smart one

>>40305087
>>40305127
>>40305143
>>40305171

Writing for this, then.

>>40304958

“Ah, actually, I wasn’t planning on coming here till I saw it, and the doll is fragile enough that I don’t want to have to move it more than I must. But, maybe I could whittle something to size, if that works?”

The woman smiles. “That would work wonderfully. Can I expect you back tomorrow, then?”

“Ah, sure.”

The woman pulls out a notebook, and hands it to you. “Here, just write down your name and address, and we’ll get back to you on it as soon as possible.”

You comply, and soon enough you’re out of the shop, heading back towards home. You look at Jackie, who’s now perched on your shoulder. “How you feeling, Jackie?”

Jackie nods, leaning a little closer to your neck. “Yeah...thank you for doing this, by the way...”

You smile at her. “Hey, you’re my daughter. Of course I’m going to care about you!”

Jackie blushes slightly, leaning a bit more into your neck. “Thanks...Dad.”

Soon enough, you’re back at your apartment, and the leftovers from last night’s beef stew (which you never really got around to eating) are warming up in the crock pot. It’s set to be even more delicious, especially with the soaking-in period, and you steam some rice to go with it.

Jackie herself takes her time exploring the entire room. Occasionally, you see magical fragments appear by her back, and she’ll fly up to have a look down at the entire room/

>Hey, Jackie, what other magical abilities do you have?
>Hey, Jackie, do you have any hobbies?
>Hey, Jackie, do you know how old you are? Or anything else from your past?
>Write In.

>>40305383
>Hey jackie, what sort of food do you like?

>>40305383
>>Hey jackie, what sort of food do you like?

>>40305383
>Hey Jackie, what other magical abilities do you have?
And possibly any that she could teach us? We do seem to at least have some sort of magical powers.
Also >>40305450

>>40305383
>Hey, Jackie, what other magical abilities do you have?
>Hey, Jackie, do you have any hobbies?
>What food do you like?
We aren't really ones to bring up the past, i don't feel. I mean... ours was bad enough, apparently.

>>40305383
>Hey, Jackie, what other magical abilities do you have?

>>40305383
>Hey, Jackie, do you remember anything at all?
>Hey, Jackie, what other magical abilities do you have?

>>40305537
>>40305472
>>40305464
>>40305458
>>40305450
Writing for chit chat.

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I found a picture of Eve at the final encounter

Cyberpunk Magical Girl Quest when?

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>>40305775
Well what do you know, and this was the image I was gonna use if you found her on the computer in the morning.

Damn similar.

>>40305806
Vivian James?

>>40305874
I just had it as a background for a while, didn't know the background of the background.

>>40305383

“Hey, Jackie?”

“Y-yes?” she drops a bit mid-air, but manages to catch herself, and fly over to you in the kitchen.

“I was just wondering if you have any preferences. Food, hobbies, whatever. And your other magical abilities too, I guess.”

“Uh, okay...Um, I can’t really remember much of what I...used to do...” a few tears appear at the corner of her eyes. You set down the cooking supplies in a second and rush over to Jackie, lifting her up into a hug. “Hey, hey, it’s okay. I promise you, I’m going to take care of you and make sure that you’re happy. You don’t need to worry, we all love you here.”

You cradle her for a few seconds, and eventually she leans away from you, wiping a few tears away. “T-thanks...Dad.” she murmurs, sitting back on the table. “Well, in terms of magical abilities, I know I can fly, and really fast, too. But...I’m not sure about much more than that.”

“Hey, that’s fine!” you smile at her. “Actually...”

>Want to help me cook until Eve comes home?
>Want to try play some vidya till Eve comes home?
>Want to see some of my swords? I’m sure I’ve got a tiny foil sitting around somewhere...

>>40305931
>>Want to see some of my swords? I’m sure I’ve got a tiny foil sitting around somewhere...
gurk, the adorableness, my heart cant take it.

>>40305931
>>Want to help me cook until Eve comes home?

>>40305931
>Want to help me cook until Eve comes home?
Time for bonding

>>40305874
If you google the image, it seems to refer to Vivian, yes. (Tho, personally, I don't think "she looks herself" much there. Maybe it's just some pic with an added clover.)

>>40305931
>>Want to see some of my swords? I’m sure I’ve got a tiny foil sitting around somewhere...

I'm getting Dresden flashbacks. Give this girl a boxcutter.

>>40305931
>Want to help me cook until Eve comes home?

>Want to see some of my swords? I’m sure I’ve got a tiny foil sitting around somewhere...
I'm sure we have a metal toothpick lying around somewhere

>>40306071
Likely. I had never known in the first place, so...

Either way, Eve certainly isn't as apparently grumpy as Vivian seems to be.

>>40305931
>Want to help me cook until Eve comes home?

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>>40305775
Magical Jet Set Radio Quest when-er?

>>40305931
>Want to help me cook until Eve comes home?

>>40306197
Uh, probably not from me, since I don't know what that is.

>>40306224
>>40306173
>>40306101
>>40305985
>>40305973
Writing.

>>40305931
>>Want to see some of my swords? I’m sure I’ve got a tiny foil sitting around somewhere...

>>40306230
http://jetsetrad.io/?p=356 ze soundtrack is the most important part.

>>40305931

“Hey, how about we cook together! I have a really good cookie recipe, we can have that after dinner! Want to?”

Jackie pauses for a moment, and then smiles up at you, magical motes surrounding her like a literal storm of happiness. “Yes. Yes, I’d love to!”

---

Soon enough the delicious smells of baked goods are emanating from the oven, and Jackie sighs, leaning against the whisk just as large as she is. “Man, that’s tiring.”

You laugh at her expression. “Maybe I should’ve given you one of those electric whisks.”

She shakes her head quickly. “God no, those would shake my arms off!” you both share a laugh, and go to sit down on the sofa, waiting for the cookies to finish cooking. As you sit down, Jackie flies to your side, leaning against your thigh, her eyes closed. You smile down at her and relax, letting some of the tension of the day drain out.

“So...Dad...how, uh, how did you kill that Abomination?”

“The what now?” you respond.

“You said that you had saved Eve from the Abomination. How did you kill it?”

You think for a second. “Well, that was my daughter. And I will never, ever, ever let anything hurt my girl. Girls,” you amend, looking down at Jackie, “now that you’re here.”

“But...she was hurt in the end.”

You sigh. “I guess. I failed in that respect. But she should be getting better, and this new-fangled magical leg gizmo she’s getting may well be better than a normal leg anyway!”

“...Okay.”

“What, is something wrong?”

“No, no...I can tell you love Eve with all of your might...” Jackie shifts. “It’s just...”

“Just what?”

“Nothing. It’s okay.” the doorbell rings, and Jackie sits upwards. “Oh! There’s Eve!”

>Hold on Jackie, something’s wrong. What is it?
>Let it go, let Eve in.
>Write In.

>>40306520
>Hold on Jackie, something’s wrong. What is it?

>>40306520
>>Hold on Jackie, something’s wrong. What is it?

>>40306520
>Hold on Jackie, something’s wrong. What is it?

>>40306520
>Hold on Jackie, something’s wrong. What is it?

>>40306520
>Hold on Jackie, something’s wrong. What is it?

>>40306627
>>40306613
>>40306574
>>40306551
Writing.

Does anyone here own CSGO? I'd love to play a game once we're done with this.

>>40306520

“Hey, Jackie. What’s wrong?”

Jackie stops mid-air, heading towards the doorway, and turns back to you. “Well...I’m scared. Whoever...whatever did this to me...what if they’re still looking for me? I don’t want you guys to get hurt because of me...”

You laugh, and hug the little faerie. “I promise you, little one, that we’ll always be there for you, no matter what storms or fires come our way. We stand together, and care about each other. I’m your Dad, and that’s my job.”

The door opens, and Eve walks on in, grinning. “Family bonding moment, eh?” Jackie tries to pull away from you at the interruption, but Eve joins in on the hug. “Come on, we’re a family, Jackie! We’re all in it together.”

Jackie nods, and smiles at the both of you. “Thanks, guys. Thanks.”

You disengage from the hug, and move back towards the kitchen. “Now who’s ready for some beef stew!”

“Oh, oh! Me, me!”

(1/2)

>>40306789

Soon enough, the three of you are all arrayed over the various pieces of furniture, absolutely stuffed.

“Delicious...” mutters Jackie, with her cute little bowl of beef stew half finished in front of her.

“Want more...too full...” Eve moans, four much larger bowls in front of her, each one cleaned of the delicious beef stew on rice.

You yourself ate a bit more responsibly, and are now biting into the deliciously soft cookie you had baked. “So, guys, what do you want to do for the rest of the night?”

“Sleep...” Eve murmurs, halfway there already.

Jackie pulls herself off the arm of the chair, sliding down into the couch itself, facing you. “Uh...I’d like to go out, if we can. Find out some more about the place around us.”

>Stay at home, follow Eve’s example.
>Leave, go explore the city!
>Write In.

>>40306907
>Leave, go explore the city!

>>40306907
>Leave, go explore the city!

>>40306907
>write in
Whittle the doll.

>>40306907
>>Leave, go explore the city!

>>40306907
>>40307025
I'll back it.

>>40307025
>Backing

>>40307097
>>40307079
>>40307025
Writing for Whittle, then.

Want to allow the girls to head out into the city? Or just stay at home?

>>40307142
Well, Eve seems exhausted. But if she's alright with going out, then that's fine, I guess. Just don't let Jackie go out alone.

>>40307175
Writing to ask, then.

>>40306907

“Well, I’ve got to whittle that little figure for you, Jackie, so I think we’re just going to have to stay in tonight. That okay?”

“I guess.” She climbs out of the crack in the pillows and walks over to you, then sits down again. “So, whittling?”

“Yep! Normal dad talent. Every dad gets it, along with bad puns and inborn carpentry skills. Anything else is just bonus.”

“Alright.” she stays while you go to grab the wood and knife, and soon enough you’re under way, slowly realizing the features of Jackie into the wood until you’ve got another copy of her. She stays still for the most of it, waiting until your done, and then crawls over to see your handiwork. “It’s...thank you...” she says, tears welling up in her eyes again.

You pull her close into a hug. “Hey, what’s with all the crying?”

“I just...the first few days, when I...since I woke up, they were horrible. I...some of those monsters, I had to k-kill them, or be killed myself. I don’t want to die. I want to stay here...”

You smile. “Well, don’t worry. My promise, as a dad. I will never let you go, I’ll never let you die, and I’ll chase anyone who wants you down with a shotgun and righteous fury, be it some monster or just some innocent boy with a crush on you who probably doesn’t deserve it. You’re my daughter now, Jackie, so that’s my job.”

Jamie sniffs, wiping away the tears with both her hands, and smiles through the tears at you. “Thanks. Is it okay if I sleep now? I’ve had a long day.”

“Of course, darling.” you lie back on the sofa now (on the inside glad that you got such a comfortable one, since it appears that you won’t actually be sleeping in your own bed for now), and Jamie snuggles up next to you.

And you quickly fall asleep as well, drifting off into a land of pleasant dreams.

(1/2)

>>40307483
Fuck, a typo.

>>40307483
>>40307523
>Jamie snuggles up next to you.
OH GOD A BURGLAR!

>>40307483

You slowly open your eyes, looking up at the ceiling of Dad’s apartment through your hair. You brush it to the side and stand up, looking around. You find your dad sleeping on the sofa, Jackie cuddled up next to him, both smiling, dreaming pleasant dreams.

Your dad’s a nice guy. Too nice, in some ways, always willing to help someone out. Even if it got to the point of being a pushover...like those times.

Your mom. Her. The bitch. She had almost single-handedly ruined your dad, turning him from a confident enough gentleman into a quivering wreck. You remember the night itself, that time you finally stood up for Dad, helped him leave that hellhole.

---

”What the fuck do you think you’re doing, Mark? What the fuck do you think you’re doing!?”

“I was just- I mean, I was looking for-”

“Don’t give me that fucking bullshit you pathetic excuse of a man. Jesus fucking Christ, you do absolutely fucking nothing around the house and prance around it like some kind of fucking king.”

“That’s not-”

“That’s not what, Mark? Not fair? Oh boo fucking hoo, you fuck. Maybe if you actually did some fucking work around here, and brought some fucking money in, then maybe we wouldn’t have this problem.”

You hear your dad’s voice harden slightly at that. “Problem? Problem? You mean you’re unceasing drinking, your disgusting habits, your awful attitude? Our money goes down the drain that you created. And what do you think Eve thinks? About her own mother? She goes to bed, crying every night, since the kids at school know her mother’s a goddamn alcoholic-”

The sound of a slap. You hear your dad stumble backwards. You flinch yourself, on the other side of that paper-thin wall, but feeling all the world across a chasm.

(2/3)

>>40307779

And then, acid. “That’s right, Mark. Shut the fuck up. Now leave me the fuck alone.”

You peer around the corner, and spot your dad, crouched down on the floor, one hand on the side of his face, the red imprint actually starting to bleed from one cut. Your mother is facing away, drinking from another bottle of beer.

You have one of your dad’s old knives in your hands, the ones he tells you are from those medieval ages, with knights and princesses.

>Your grip tightens. You’re going to be your dad’s knight.
>Your grip loosens. Be smart about this. There must be another way.
>Do it. You must. You need to. Your dad was hurt by that disgusting excuse for a human being. Make the bitch suffer, for hurting the one you love most.

>>40307800
>Your grip tightens. You’re going to be your dad’s knight.

>>40307800
>>Do it. You must. You need to. Your dad was hurt by that disgusting excuse for a human being. Make the bitch suffer, for hurting the one you love most.
WRATH SPRINGS FROM OUR LOINS

>>40307800
>>Do it. You must. You need to. Your dad was hurt by that disgusting excuse for a human being. Make the bitch suffer, for hurting the one you love most.
...fuck I have to.

>>40307800
>Your grip loosens. Be smart about this. There must be another way.

>>40307800
>>Your grip tightens. You’re going to be your dad’s knight.

>>40307800
>Do it. You must. You need to. Your dad was hurt by that disgusting excuse for a human being. Make the bitch suffer, for hurting the one you love most.

>>40307800
>>Do it. You must. You need to. Your dad was hurt by that disgusting excuse for a human being. Make the bitch suffer, for hurting the one you love most.

>>40307800
>Do it. You must. You need to. Your dad was hurt by that disgusting excuse for a human being. Make the bitch suffer, for hurting the one you love most.
Enough is enough!

>>40307800
>Do it. You must. You need to. Your dad was hurt by that disgusting excuse for a human being. Make the bitch suffer, for hurting the one you love most.

>>40307800
>Your grip tightens. You’re going to be your dad’s knight.
Protect Daddy!

>>40307935
>>40307927
>>40307913
>>40307894
>>40307853
>>40307849
Writing.

>all these people who want our perfect little girl to be a murderer.

>>40307978
It's what happens Everytime a qm does a 'dark' option in spoilers.

Everytime.

>>40307978
she's still our perfect little girl, in a likelihood her mother was a witch and was CERTAINLY an abusive parent

>>40308031
No worries, I've got a plan.

>>40308043
shit calling it now, she attacks miss evil, miss evil tries to kill her, we're forced to step in and shank a bitch to save our daughter.

>>40307978
I was feeling simply that, for all our perfection, we both have Fury.

>>40308069
Ohhhhhh yeah, She gets it from us

>>40307849
This is how she becomes a witch
>Your grip tightens. You're going to be your dad's knight

>Do it. You must. You need to. Your dad was hurt by that disgusting excuse for a human being. Make the bitch suffer, for hurting the one you love most.

>>40307800

You jump slightly at the sound of the voice, the knife hitting the ground. She doesn’t seem to notice you, but your father does, his head darting around to focus on you. And on his face, that expression of shame and horror, at realizing that you were watching all of this...

But also love. A love for his child, so blindingly strong that you know your father would stay here, would happily stay here, if it meant that you yourself could be happy.

But you’re not happy here, are you?

At the sound of the voice, you take another few steps backwards. Finally, she notices, and she turns around, bottle still in hand watching you. “And you,” she spits, “I bet you’re the one that thinks this is all a big joke. You still love your dad more, don’t you? Well you’re dad is a good for nothing piece of shit, and it’s time for you to realize that. Grow up.”

You can’t help but cry, “No! He isn’t! He actually loves me, unlike you!”

She freezes, and slowly turns back towards you, rage apparent in her eyes. “Unlike. Me?” she chuckles, no humor apparent in the tone of the laugh, or in her eyes. Just hate. “Why you little BITCH. I’m fucking sick and tired of caring for pieces of shit who don’t do anything. So fuck you, girl-” she begins to stalk towards you, and you take another few steps backwards, about to cry out.

But your dad knows that you’re not happy. Not now. So, he’s going to save you.

It’s almost like out of a slow motion film. You listen to the words, and watch as your father abandons all appearance of shame and humanity, striding towards the woman approaching you, and pulling her back.

Your dad loves you, you know that? He’ll give the world to you.

Kicking up the knife from the ground, your dad catches it in his left hand, and swipes it towards her neck, pressing the edge against her throat.

(1/2)

>>40308251

“Are you trying to hurt my daughter?” the words come through, muddy, but your eyes take it all in, watching as your dad’s lips move, forming the words. There’s nothing in his eyes now, just determination and fury. The love is there, but it’s in the back seat, giving suggestions to the drivers.

“What the fuck do you-”

Dad interrupts her, pressing the knife a little closer to her throat. “Did you just try to hurt my daughter?”

And your dad won’t stop at the world. You are his greatest treasure, his brightest star. You’re his little Evie, and he will stop at nothing to make sure you’re happy.

>Dad, don’t do it!
>Just leave her, Dad, she isn’t worth it.
> So watch, Eve, watch as your father does his best to make sure that no one will make you cry ever again. .

>>40308295
>Just leave her, Dad, she isn’t worth it.

>>40308295
i, ijuh ibwaf, fuckit. I cant make a call on this. anons, I leave it up to you.

>>40308295
>So watch, Eve, watch as your father does his best to make sure that no one will make you cry ever again. .

>>40308295
>Just leave her, Dad, she isn’t worth it.
Piece of disgusting shit ain't worth it
Let's try to not traumatize our daughter yeah?

>>40308295
>> So watch, Eve, watch as your father does his best to make sure that no one will make you cry ever again. .

>>40308295
>Just leave her, Dad, she isn’t worth it.

>>40308295
>>Just leave her, Dad, she isn’t worth it.
It says at the begining of the quest we divorced her, and I really dont want to kill someone in front of our daughter.

>>40308295
>Just leave her, Dad, she isn’t worth it.
we have mentioned restraining orders in character so i dont think shes dead

>>40308333
>>40308372
Why do you guys want to traumatize our daughter?

>>40308413
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>>40308326
Writing.

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>>40308295
> So watch, Eve, watch as your father does his best to make sure that no one will make you cry ever again. .

>Just leave her, Dad, she isn’t worth it.

>>40308414
I would find it interesting too see how it goes.

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>>40308455

You know, I've been wondering. If the Seven Deadly Sins are a thing here for the witches, I wonder if there isn't a thing for the Seven Virtues, to counter them.

>>40308580
if there is we're sure as shit one of them

>>40308580
Stop reading my mind.

But, ignoring that, Let's just say that I'm both going to be indulging my *cough* tastes *cough* and writing the most d'awwiest moment ever when the Love versus Lust battle comes along.

>>40308295

“Dad! No!” You cry, stepping forth from the shadows.

Your dad looks towards you, the fury and rage instantly thrown out and locked away, replaced once again by kindness and love and your father, not that...monster. He smiles, and slowly pulls the knife away. “Of course, Eve.”

She instantly reacts, trying to grab onto the knife, but Dad knocks her head with the hilt, dropping her to the ground. He checks the knife, then shifts it into his pocket. “Sorry about that. She’s out, for now.” he looks up at you, the smile back on his face. And that weariness, that you didn’t even realize was on his face, is slowly disappearing. “The point is, we’ll be gone long before she can haunt us any more.”

Dad walks over and picks you up, balancing you on his hip as he walks towards your room. “Well, first things first, we have to get packed, and get as much stuff as we need. Then, to the police office, to file that restraining order I’ve been waiting so god damn long to file. And finally,” he smiles at you, “we’re out of here. Gone, wherever the wind takes us. That okay with you?”

You nod, and hug him. He accepts it, holding you tight against him, then slowly lets go. “Here, let’s get your stuff. Then...well, then we can decide where we want to go next.”

(1/2)

>>40308580
Probably, I still stick by my choice of taking all of the seven deadly sins spot's for ourself to protect our daughter though

>>40308618
>Not taking all 14 positions

So we're definitely kindness right? It suits us the most accurate I think

>>40308649
>>40308618
We embody every sin allowing our Daughters to strike us down, ending the struggle once and for all

>>40308611
...you may be working under an altered seven, the opposite virtue of lust is chastity in "official" seven heavenly virtues, not love, course I dont really give a fuck I just wanna see secretlyawesomemagicdad

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>>40308649
Let's do it!

>>40308611

You slowly peel your fingers away from your palm as the memory fades, the feelings of hate and despair draining out of your body as you come back into the reality. She’s gone now. Dad got the divorce, got the restraining order, everything. A free man, in all but...his own mind. He still has the nightmares.

But they’re getting better, aren’t they? He’s recovering. He’s got you, and now Jackie.

You nod in agreement to the voice. “Yeah, he does.”

So what’s your own plan? For the future? Now that you got that nifty new leg and a Dad who loves you more than anyone could?

“I...don’t know.”

It’s okay, you’ve got time. I’m glad we got the item though. It was...annoying that I could only really talk to you in those hardest moments. Now, I’m a bit more free!

You grimace, leaning back in the arm chair, looking up at the ceiling tapestry. “Not sure that’s a good thing, you know.”

What, because I admit that your Dad loves you more than anyone ever could, thus is obviously the perfect man for you? I’m just being realistic here.

“That’s just...weird. And disgusting. I love Dad, sure, but-”

Not that much? Please, I’m you at the end of the day, I know everything you want and desire. And right at the top of the list is-

“Don’t you dare-”

Fine. But seriously, you gotta admit it some day.

You sigh, standing up from the armchair, looking towards Dad and Jackie. “Well, that day certainly isn’t today, or ever. You’re certainly not me, just the Call of the Void, the weird fantasies that everyone has, and absolutely no one indulges.”

mm-hmm. Sure. Tell yourself that.

“Fuck you.”

Can’t we get Dad to do it for-

“Ugh-”

“Evie? Is something wrong?” you look back at Dad, where’s he peering up at you, concern on his face.

(2/3)

>>40308845

It’s at a time like this that you can see Dad as he truly is, again. Like that time. You can see the exhaustion on his face, the bags under his eyes, but also that trifecta of love, determination, and fury, working together in rhythm to protect everything he cares about. Right now, all that is directed at you.

You were talking out loud.

You shake your head. “No, sorry, was just talking to myself, trying to figure out what I’d have to do for tomorrow. Not much work to catch up to in school, but might as well go ask my teachers.”

“Ah.” he relaxes a little, stroking Jackie’s hair. “Got it. Well, don’t stay up too late, okay?”

You smile, and walk on over, giving him a hug and kiss on the forehead. “Thanks, Dad.”

“No problem, Evie. Have a nice night! Love ya!”

“Love you too,” you say heading off to your room. But, you turn back, looking at the now instantly-asleep form of your father. And you whisper, “Thanks, Best Dad Ever.”

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And that’s the end for tonight! Thank you for reading Best Dad Ever Quest! Quite a ride indeed, as always.

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Will stick around for questions and lore and worldbuilding shit.

>>40308845
Not fucking cool Artemis, Shit's disgusting

>>40308893
well things got awkward
thanks for running

>>40308917
I'm following the dark-side thing that I've seen used. Yes, yes, it's...less than appetizing.

>>40308917
Shes likely being brainjacked by lust, the fuck do you thinks gonna happen, you want pureness go back to tumblr

>>40308941
I came for daw's not incest

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>>40308917
Dude, Mark's got that next level Dad Dick

>>40308893
Do we have like a compiled list of appearances yet or are we still moldable as the story demands?

Also, how do the magic girl costumes work in this world. You manifest 'em once and then you just get a free outfit that you have to bring everywhere?

Also, >Christian Virtues

>>40308917
To continue, yes, you're completely right about that. But, to be honest, having some psychopathic killer isn't the focus of what the Dunholdts are about. So here's the real spoiler: WRiteinfag has it, lust hath her. Next job is to kill that witch.

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>>40308893
Another great thread, thank you! Keep up the good work!

>>40308941
>Less than appetizing
Speak for yourself.

>>40308993
WOOO FEELS GOOD BABEH!

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>>40308893
>“Thanks, Best Dad Ever.”
I'm ignoring the incestiness to focus on this. It's still somehow pic related.

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>>40308993
>Next job is to kill that witch.
I think you mean "Butcher"

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>>40308955
Seriously though, not my thing. Really, REALLY not my thing. I know some anons already dislike it. For those who do dislike it, it's a lead up to kill the fucking witch that dare to ruin your pure love for Best Dad Ever. And for those other anons...Well, there you go.

>>40309036
Yep.

>>40309032
What's particularly unsettling?

>>40308993
I'm worried now because /tg/ will stick it's dick in anything, As seen here by this faggot>>40309017

so what ARE the seven heavenly virtues in this setting? extremely powerful magical girls?
and how the fuck did we enchant our swords like that?

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>>40309071
Calm down, he already showed that his choices don't apply at face value with that last /edge choice. It's not going to go that far.

>>40309071
And to all those who read my other threads:

Nopenopenopenopenope. Fuck harems, fuck forced dicking, fuck /tg/'s sexual lust. That shit ain't going down on my quest.

I'm really unenthusiastic about this writing decision of mine, if you can't tell. I'm actually considering retconning it.

>>40309114
>Nopenopenopenopenope. Fuck harems, fuck forced dicking, fuck /tg/'s sexual lust. That shit ain't going down on my quest.
You are possibly my favorite QM now just because you said that!
And honestly a retconn might be a good idea, Seems like it could go bad very fast tbh....

>>40309114
as long as you handle this part of the plot carefully and veto the anons with the shitty fetish it should be fine

>>40309114
No, stick with it, Art. I'm not into that kind of thing but I like how this went, if only because we have the ultimate reason to fuck this witch bitch up.

>>40309067
I'm not entirely sure. It's somehow discomfiting. Like it doesn't quite fit right.

>>40309114
It really doesn't fit this quest if you ask me, This was supposed to be a daw quest like you said right?

>>40309114
I say stick with it,
also, are any of the seven heavenly virtues "missing?" perchance?

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Okay...I will stick with it for now. But, my decisions beforehand:

Eve herself will NOPE every single decision by the witch (considering you did reject Wrath's suggestion of killing your mother), and of course Mark will just shake his head, purge the witch, and get back to the d'awws.

That good?

>>40309114
Can you answer my non-shit-posting-tier questions? here: >>40308978

>>40309212
Yes and i hope to god you're going to stick to your word on that, Should i reference this if you go south?