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You just killed Emily (Your childhood friend)’s father in cold blood with a dagger… You’re crying. You did it to save Emily from her father’s torture exercises. After the final blow, Emily dropped the log she was using for presses onto her father’s head, making it explode, it was awesome. She’s now hugging you while thanking you.

“Ilin! Thank you! Ilin!... Ilin?” Emily says after finally figuring out you aren’t moving. You’re in a state of shock after watching the face of a dying man. “Oh no, don’t worry… I’ll…” She hesitates.

She goes to the box with your stuff and takes your rags that you used to wear as your clothes and wraps up Ukhlad’s body inside them. She then starts cleaning the blood the best way she can with some other rags that were around the house.

“Do you now a way to take blood out of clothes?” she naively asks, she sounded creepily calm.

She’s not moving fast, she must be tired of all the exercises her father made her do as a punishment for letting herself go and losing her waitress job.

“I’ll need you to change your clothes then” She takes your bloody Sailor clothes (Your work clothes) off you, then cleans the blood out of your body and drops your clothes inside the rugs with the corpse; she does the same with your bloody comfy clothes (the ones you bought with your salary) she was wearing. Emily puts new clothes on and throws you a dress to wear.

“C’mon Ilin!” she’s in the verge of tears. You slowly start dressing. You’re wearing one of her long dresses now.

“Ilin! What do we do now?!” She's shaking; there will be consequences if you don’t anything…

You finally come back to your senses after seeing her in that state; you’re not fine, but you can act now… you told Emily you know what to do with the body…Your plan is:

>Let’s burn the house with the body inside; it’s going to be so coool! And it will cause enough commotion for you two to leave safely.
>Let’s bury the body outside; it’s doesn’t matter its plain daylight and we don’t have the equipment!
>Leave everything like this and let’s run away to the port now, there is no point to stay in this stupid village anymore! It doesn’t seem like anyone has realized yet what happened, so it's now or never.
>Write In.

Item List:

-Emily's second rate dress. [Equipped]
-Bloody Short Dagger. (Murder Weapon)
-Ukhlad’s Corpse inside drags.
-5 Silver Pieces.
-1 Gold Piece.
-Trusty Long Branch.
-Small Sack of Oats.
-Rufo the Excelent’s Magic Show Ticket.

>>523069
>Burn the house and run

>>523069
>>Write In.
Call police, claim self-defence?

(Not having read the first thread I’m not sure if this would be a reasonable action.)

>>523069
>Let’s bury the body outside; it’s doesn’t matter its plain daylight and we don’t have the equipment!

Try to leave without being noticed; let them think we died inside, otherwise we /will/ be pursued, and there's little chance we could manage to convince them of what happened.

Also good day OP!

>>523069
>>Let’s burn the house with the body inside; it’s going to be so coool! And it will cause enough commotion for you two to leave safely.

Wait till dark, maybe.

>>523069
>Write In.
Wait till night and throw the body in the sea with some weights attached so it doesn't resurface.

>>523069
>Search for a shovel or something else to dig with.
Wait until night, bury him then.

Also, just wash the clothes in the sea. This is a coastal town, right?

>>523069
Cut up the body and sell the meat. Call it the Donner party special.
Or tell the police that he had tried killing his daughter like he killed his wife

>>523287
Also, bench press the corpse

>>523061

Call the police ourselves, claim self defence.

The best happens? We're off the hook, and get to live in Emily's house as long as she can stand us.

If the worst happens, and we go down? Jailhouse workout bod.

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You told Emily your simple plan, it’s time to burn this house down with the body in it; but first, let’s wait for the night for a safely escape. Emily doesn’t look that pleased with burning her house.

“Maybe we should do that if everything goes wrong”

Girl, everything went wrong, we are trying to make something cool out of this. But maybe you should just bury the body in the night. You tell her that.

“Yeah, that sounds safer; let me search for my dad’s shovel… I mean, my shovel”

Emily takes your bloody dagger and with it breaks the lock of her father’s chest where he kept his stuff. She takes out a shovel; you can see dry blood in the tip.

“I don’t have to explain it to you, right?”

That’s most likely the shovel he used to bury her mother… It’s rather sa—

“Yes, it’s the same shovel he used to killed Mr. Fluffy, my cat, 3 years ago!” She couldn’t hold it.

Oh yeah, that, of course… cough*… poor Mr. Fluffy. It seems her hatred for him it’s even bigger than you thought. She gives you the shovel; you easily clean up the bloody tip… Talking about cleaning blood made you wonder something, you asked why she put all the bloody clothes with the corpse; you could have washed them in the sea.

“Ilin, I’ll buy you some clothes if you care so mu—“Emily falls to the floor. “It’s alright; I just need to rest…” You helped her to the bed. She’s in no condition of escaping today; burning the house seems like a bad idea now, but you never know…

You look at the rags with Ukhlad’s corpse, you wonder if you could do some bench presses with it.

“Don’t be like my father, Ilin.” She gives you a soulless stare, somehow she knew. You leave the corpse be.

You told her one last brilliant idea, call the guards and tell them what happened and claim self-defense.

“We could keep the house!” she sound excited. “But maybe it’s a tad risky…”

Knowing Emily’s opinion and with your fresh ideas... damn this hard... you decided to…

>Let’s call the guards and fluff your way to a new house!
>Let’s bury the body, it’s safer. Also Emily is a terrible liar.
>Burning the house is BURNING THE HOUSE, let’s take Emily out and burn it anyway, she can’t resist and it will be GLORIOUS.
>Write In.

(OP didn’t knew what to do, OP is a pussy.)

>>523439
>>Let’s call the guards and fluff your way to a new house!
If there's any blood left on the shovel, claim that it was from Emily's mother when her father killed her. maybe inflict some wounds on yourself and Emily to make it more believable

>>523439
>>Let’s call the guards and fluff your way to a new house!
First though, we should try to find if he kept any more evidence on him regarding the murder of his wife. That way we can say it was even more justified!

Also, see if he has some sort of candy contraband bin for all the sweets he had taken from Emily. Let her nosh on that for a bit to make herself feel better.

>>523470
We should leave the house and let Emily deal with the guards, what with our reputation and all.

>>523439
Bury body. If our neighbours knew about the death cross-fit and did jack shit, then they won't care either.

Hey, got a question? Since Emily is probably going to relapse on her diet and exercise routine, do you think it'll be OK if we use her body for bench presses when she gets fatter?

>>523610
Technically, that shouldn't be an issue...

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You told Emily that she needs to call the authorities and will need to explain to them the situation for you, since you’re not well liked around here, you have to hide; she needs to tell them that it was for self-defense from your part, it’s kind of truth after all, but first we need to find evidence that he killed her mother and self-inflict some wounds, nothing serious. So it could look more justified.

She agrees and rapidly punches you in the face. It really hurt, you’re bleeding from the nose, she over did it.

“I’m sorry! It wasn’t my intention!” she’s saying the truth, but it still hurts.

You pass her your dagger and she self-inflicts some superficial wounds. It’s going to leave some small scars on her arms. Now you told her to wait and you give her some rags to patch her “wounds”. Now you search in Ukhlad’s box if he has some incriminatory evidence about her wife’s murder. You found some delicious looking sweets; they are in too much of a good shape for their being here for long, you found a whip with dry blood too… You tell Emily about the sweets first…

“He kept them?! YES! Those are the sweets I bought before for us from the last 3 days! My dad took them every time I bring them here! He said it was bad for your diet” she starts drooling. Since she’s going to get fat again you asked her if she’s fine with being used for bench presses…

“Ha! You wished! I’m not getting fat again!” She’s lying. You told her after she talks with the guards, you both are going to enjoy those sweets, she looks happy.

After that, you show her the bloody whip, her expression changes from normal to horrified and she hides in her bed's sheets.

“Take that away from me!”

…

“And yes! That’s the evidence you were looking for!” you can hear her trying not to cry. You left the whip on the dinner table, you asked her if she feels better, she nods. You told her that you’re going away and you wish that everything goes fine.

“Alright, I’ll look for the guards” She gets up from the bed and slowly gets out of the house.

Well, you don’t have anything to do and it’s a bright day…

>Let’s go to the port, maybe your coworkers are worried and you could do some work.
>Hide outside; let’s see how the situation goes with the guards.
>Hide for a few hours far from here; it’s better to stay hidden.
>Write in.

>>523942
Maybe work out to the point of exhaustion to look more convincing

Also to>>523992
>Let’s go to the port, maybe your coworkers are worried and you could do some work.

>>523942
For now, let's stay hidden. Just in case it doesn't work out.

>>523942
>>Hide for a few hours far from here; it’s better to stay hidden.
With the work out thing >>523992 suggested.

>>523061
FUCK I MISSED IT!

>>523942
Work out and then hide out at the port or inn.
Tell Emily to have the guards and her come get you after it all goes down.


I would have preferred we chop the body up and put the bits in crab pots.
Concoct a story of a father who ran off to train in the woods under a waterfall after being so furious about his fat and jobless daughter.
He is known for his EXTREME behavior and tenacity to work out to extremes.
We keep the house and get a crab feast.
Emily would love the feast.
We get a new place.
But alas

>>523942
And I have to say, you are quite the amazing quest artist.
That op drawing is sick as fuck.

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It’s better for you to stay hidden, you went outside and told Emily (who didn’t went too far) you’re going to be in the port, so when everything goes down she and the guards come for you. You’re not going to work, but to say to your coworkers that you’re fine. But before that you start working out outside, Emily is moving incredibly slowly, so it going to take a while before she reaches her destination. You’re sweaty now, it’s time to leave.

You sneak around town evading the guards you spotted, they aren’t much of them; somehow this worries you if you plan to keep living here. Anyway, you arrive to the docks, you see your boss Eadsin chilling by the side of some crates. You got closer to say hi to him, he tries to say hi back but you hide after spotting a guard walking near you. You’re hiding because if everything goes wrong they will know where you are to arrest you. Eadsin talks to you anyway.

“So you got into some sort of trouble, right?”

You whisper loudly “yes”, defeating the purpose of whispering.

“Ugh… They told me you were a problem child” you told him you only wanted to tell you and the boys that you were fine, he looks a bit guilty and says:

“Ilin, take this as a thank you for carrying more crates than anyone else and frankly being a bit underpaid.” He opens a crate, its big enough for you to fit in. “C’mon, get inside; you’re waiting for your friend Emily, right? I’ll alert you when I see her”

You get inside, he keeps talking.

“I don’t know what you did, I quite frankly I don’t care. I just want to live a peaceful life; you know Cacoth (the village you’re now) is one of the peaceful places in the world? Yep, difficult to believe when someone like you lives here.” He laughs “But it’s true, and it’s the main reason I live here and a lot of people do too. Here are no monsters, demons, wars, and magic stuff, nothing to be scared off. Just peace… What I’m trying to say if it’s not your lifestyle is better for you to leave, I’m not trying to kick you out or anything, just live in peace! Hahaha!” What an unnecessary character development…

It’s starting to get hot inside, you’re sweating too much.

“I have an offer for you, if everything goes wrong and you need to escape, I have a friend who owns a boat that’s willing to take anyone out of here without making questions for a good price… Oh look…” He seems to have spotted Emily. “Your friend is here. She’s with 2 guards, give me a minute to leave, I don’t want to be as an accomplice, hahaha.”

You hear someone diving to the sea… well, it’s time to affront the situation!... right?

>Let’s get out, we can’t leave Emily behind! Not after all the stuff we did!
>God dammit Eadsin! you didn’t told us if she looked happy or anything! Let’s remain in this crate! It’s safe.”
>Write In.

>>524354
>>God dammit Eadsin! you didn’t told us if she looked happy or anything! Let’s remain in this crate! It’s safe.”

>>524354
Wait. Lets keep sweating and wait til we hear a negative or positive vibe from the guards.
Come out either way...
Just look as exhausted and horrified as possible.
Remember the head popping and act traumatized if they ask you to do anything involving moving your body.
"No more crossfit please!" followed by sobbing...

>>524472
+1

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You stayed inside the crate like a coward, you don’t have enough information to be safe, it’s all Eadsin’s fault putting you in a bad spot and basica—, you see someone opening the crate… it’s James…

“Look at what I found…”

You signal him to keep quiet. You beg him with your stare.

“HEY, POTATO HEAD, YOU FRIEND IS HERE!” You worthless sack of sh—

“Ilin, Its ok!... Well if you don’t go out it will be not ok!”

You slowly move yourself out of the box in fear with tears in your face, your body trembles at the thought of facing your charges. You use this at your advantage to look more wounded.

“See officials! I told you she was a woman of her word! She was just scared!”

“If she was innocent, why did she hide?” one of the guards says. Something inside you tells you that his moustache is really his “moustache”… makes you shudder.

You let out a “just in case” in whimper, James laughs obnoxiously.

“C’mon lady, get out of the crate, move those legs” the guards keeps the conversation going.

You yell “No more cross fit please!” while hiding inside back.

“It seems you story was completely true Miss Emily…” the other guards says while turning to you “Don’t worry young lady, you’re in no trouble, you’re safe.” The first guard gets a little annoyed at the other one.

“Sheesh, I wanted to tease her a little more. Seems like a fun activity, right young pal?” he looks at James, who happily nods his head in agreement.

“She just experiences a traumatic event, and you want to tease her? Are you out of your mind?” the guard and James look at the ground ashamed.

“We cleaned the scene of the crime so don’t worry about the body; you two are good to go. Tomorrow I’ll ask you some questions about the affair, Miss Ilin.” He smiles… he looks exceptionally creepy, he’s face it’s too weird for it to smile… the two of them leave.

You and Emily somehow did it! You hug each other as a signal of victory! Happy days are here again! It’s time for celebration!

>Let’s go eat those delicious sweets that are waiting us home!
>We have a Magic show we can go now! Let’s use that ticket!
>Let’s invite the sailors to the tavern! It’s everyone’s victory after all!
>Write In!


(As a side note, thanks for the compliments and regards... I'm not ignoring them, it's just I don't want to meta post (like I'm doing now), but I really do appreciate them. Next will be the last update of the day.)

>>524627
*his moustache isn't really his moustache.

oops.

>>524627
>We have a Magic show we can go now! Let’s use that ticket!

>>524657
Let's grab our snacks first for a murder well done!
Then off to the magic show! Tell Emily she is beautiful the way she is!
She will be an asset on our tough goddess adventures.

this better not get gay

>>524702
Second

>>524750
You can't stop us.

>>524750
if only there were any actual good men in quest, all we got is that worm james and creepy adults

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You told Emily you have tickets for the magic show, maybe it would be a good idea to go there to finally relax, she smile and says it’s a good idea, only if you carry her to it. She is still tired and thinks you’re going to say no. But she’s mistaking! You lift her like she’s you bride and went first to you house for some snacks, you told her to enjoy them because she’s beautiful the way she is! She asks you to carry her in another manner, you do as she says, and then you two went to the giant tent in the other side of the village. She seems to be enjoying the ride even if she looks extremely embarrassed; she’s more lazy than prideful. She at least is holding the sweets you took.

Both of you to the show, she tells you she can walk now. She gives you some sweets. At the entrance of the big top, you showed your ticket to the guards, they let you both enter; they seem too busy with the giant crowd to check for everyone’s tickets.

The show is awful! At least to you, it seems Emily is liking it; there are some non-talented clowns doing terrible tricks, it doesn’t look professional at all… or maybe you’re an asshole who can enjoy anything; who knows?

The main act starts, you see your favorite pervy fat guy in the middle of the stage, Rufo the Excellent looks completely different with an aura of a star. Show business is weird. He almost saves the show, he did some neat illusions tricks, and the one with fire was great. At some point he tried to burn the crowd, that’s the moment you noticed the fire was fake. It kind of took you out a little.

You went back home finally, it’s been one hell of a day but you and Emily can finally feel safe, it’s time for you to enjoy life as it fullest, It’s time for it to finally smile you again… You proclaimed Ukhlad’s bed as yours and put it together with Emily’s, it’s like a king side bed now. You two cuddle a little bit and Emily fell asleep like a log… she begins talking in her sleep… she says you’re her best friend…

…

You woke up in the early morning out of instinct; you always trained at this time. You used this time to meditate. It’s time for you to decide what’s best for you. Of course being glorious is the main objective… but how? I mean you had an idea before, but now things have changed… Maybe a change of air could help…

>Let’s meditate outside of the house.
>Let’s meditate at the beach.
>Let’s meditate near the forest.
>Let’s meditate near the center of the village.

(Last reply of the night! See you guys tomorrow.)

>>525076
>Meditate in the center of the town

Let's meditate so hard we learn magic.

>>525076
>Meditate at the beach

SEAnanigans Motherfucker

>>525076
>>Let’s meditate at the beach.

>>525076
>Let’s meditate outside of the house.

>>525076
>Let’s meditate near the forest

>>525076
>>Let’s meditate near the forest.

>>525076
>>Let’s meditate at the beach.

While wearing micro-bikini...

>>525076
Lets just meditate in bed with emily.

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Let’s go to the beach, maybe the calm sea breeze will help you clear your mind. You jog your way through the village to get there; in your small journey, you noticed everyone you crossed glances with (with the exception of the guards) looked terrified of you, some of them even hide. Weird.

At the beach, you gaze at the marvelous sea while the sun is rising, its beautiful scenery; it would even more beautiful if you were here in a bikini, but you don’t own such thing and still cold out here.

The same doubts cloud your mind… How to archive gloriousness? Maybe you should stop thinking about this until you get swole… But you need a clear path! Maybe you should learn a new profession and maybe learn how to read… You grab a seashell and throw it to the ocean for no reason… Huh… It didn’t sink… You noticed a body under it… it looks like a man… uh-oh.

>Let’s inspect the body. Let’s see if he’s alive.
>Go get some help.
>Act like you didn’t see anything. You’re tired of handling dead bodies.
>Write In.

>>526222
Get help. If we inspect the body we might be confused for the killer or some crap, if we just walk away we might be taken for guilty.

>>526222
>>Go get some help.
moar shenanigans

>>526222
Get help!

>>526222
>Go get some help.
Don't touch it.

>>526222
>>Act like you didn’t see anything. You’re tired of handling dead bodies.

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You went closer to the village and started to scream HELP! Hoping for someone to… well… help you. Most people close their door when they see you, it seems something about you is scaring them, you feel powerless.

At some point a guy stops you, it doesn’t look like he’s from here as he’s clothes are strange to you, he asks you what happened.

You…

>Tell him you found a body in the beach and you need help!
>Grab his hand and drag him to the beach; if the village people heard you talking about a dead body they would be even more scared of you.
>Write in.

>>526270
>>Tell him you found a body in the beach and you need help!

>>526270
>Grab his hand and drag him to the beach; if the village people heard you talking about a dead body they would be even more scared of you.

>>526271
This.
He can round up his friends or help, himself

>>526270
>Grab his hand and drag him to the beach; if the village people heard you talking about a dead body they would be even more scared of you.

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You tell him you found a dead body in the beach and you need help!

“Wha-wha-WHAT?!”

You explain him it’s a dude in cloak at the shore. And you’re not really sure if he’s dead… He nervously nods and yells:

“SOMEONE! HELP!... what’s up with the people in this village? Why they aren’t helping? They are just staring at us…”

You tell him you have no idea. And that they are acting weird. He shrugs and says

“Fine, Let’s go, maybe we’ll find a guard or someone in our way there”

You both run to the beach without finding any guard, you find the body in the same position it was, even with the seashell on his head.

“Let’s drag him away from the sea” You both grab him by his cloak and drag him into a safer location. The guy turns the body and inspects it. He looks like a tough guy.

“He’s still alive, but he’s not breathing… we have to do something!”

>Elbow drop him on the gut to revive him!
>Try a Mouth-to-mouth resuscitation!
>Cry. You can’t do anything. Bon voyage mysterious cloak man.
>Write In.

>>526337
>Try a Mouth-to-mouth resuscitation!

>>526337
>>Elbow drop him on the gut to revive him!

>>526344
This. We will name him Guts for the placement of our life giving elbow drop.
And he shall help us on our journey.

>>526337

>Try a Mouth-to-mouth resuscitation!

IMPLYING THERE'S ANY OTHER CHOICE.

>>526337
>Turn him upside down to get the water out of his lungs.
Then
>Mouth to mouth

>>526337
>Elbow drop him on the gut to revive him!

>>526337
Drop the elbow

>>526337
>Elbow drop him on the gut to revive him!

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You told the good guy to help you turn the deadman upside down to get the water out of his lungs. He does as you said, and both of you grab him by the legs, he starts spitting a lot of water out of his mouth… and a fish… and a crab…

Good guy looks at him once again, and says that he still needs help.

It’s time for a mouth-to-mouth resuscitation! … You never done something like this before, matter of fact, you never touched lips with anyone… would be this considered your first kiss?... no time to think about that! You put your mouth into his and began exhaling air inside him… You did it one more time with no avail…

You get furious out of the sudden; it’s your first kiss, the loss of your innocence, the first step to adulthood, and it’s NOT good enough to revive him?! Rage gets in all your body, you jump 2 feet in the air and elbow drop him in the gut… Somehow, he spits a sea bass from his mouth and finally wakes up coughing.

“You did it!” the good guy yells happy. You indeed, did it; you save another life in less than 2 days!

“Sir, what happened to you?” good guys asks cloak man… they need names. The tough looking guy regains his composure.

“I dunno…” he says like he’s bored.

“This girl save your life, mister” he points at you, the tough guy looks at you for a second and without changing his expression he says:

“thanks.” He slowly gets up and starts walking towards the sea. You asked what he is doing.

“oh right, that’s the sea” he turns around and walks two or three feet of distance and collapses in the sand. Good guy checks on him, he says he’s fine but he’s exhausted.

“What do we do with him?” the good guy asks you.

>Let’s leave it here.
>Let’s take him to your home.
>Let’s take him to the inn.
>Write In.

(I'm going for a small lunch break!)

>>526418
>>Let’s leave it here.

You faggot

>>526418
>Let’s take him to the inn.

Makes sense.

>>526418
Tell the new townie to leave you be.
You could use the exercise carrying him to our place.
Take the crab and sea bass.
We can make some stew for him and nurse him and Emily back to health.
Tell him his name is Guts and he is yours by law of finding washed up beach people and keeping.

>>526418
>>Let’s take him to your home.
I’m not sure if you are asking us for name suggestions, or if we should ask for names.

>>526418
>>Let’s take him to the inn.
Keep exercising though, might as well ask who that villager we met is, and to have him send a message to our boat after we're done work.

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First, you took the crabs and the sea bass then you fireman’s carry the cloak guy, he’s heavy, but not as heavy as some of the crates you had to move before. Good guy is amazed by your display of strength. You told the man you’re going to your house or maybe the inn; you politely added your name.

“I’m Tinco, nice to meet you. Let’s go to inn, it makes more sense after all.”

You ask him if he has a room there… or money to pay for one.

“Not really, I was about to leave town, but I’m too worried about his guy now… Maybe we should carry him to your house; do you need help to carrying him?”

You say it’s not necessary for him to neither accompany you nor help you carry him.

“Don’t worry; I really want to make sure this guy is alive and I want to ask him what happened to him, besides I can’t leave a lady alone with that burden in her shoulders.” He smiles, he sounds very polite.

The three of you went through the village; if before the people were scared of you, now they are aghast. You’re carrying a man 2 times your size in your shoulders like he’s nothing, they probably think you were the one who beat him to this state; you tried to explain yourself twice, but both times people just scattered away.

“You’ll have to explain me what you did to this people. You are almost like a monster to them.” Tinco seems astounded by everyone’s reaction.

Before you could enter to your house, the ex-deadman wakes up.

“where am I?” he slowly moves his head. “can you drop me here please?” he looks at you.

“You’re awake again! We were worried about you, so we decided to take you somewhere safer.”

“oh, thanks” he’s planning to leave again. Tinco grabs his arm.

“I don’t want to be rude, but you are in no condition to leave and frankly you’re worrying us.”

“you’re right... I’m sorry. I won’t leave for now. I guess I owe you guys one…”

He seems like a child guy.

What do you do?

>Invite him inside to eat something.
>Tell him he doesn’t owe you just “one”, he owes his life to you! He’s yours now.
>Just ask him everything about himself and how did he got there.
>Write In.

>>526727
>Invite him inside to eat something.
>Just ask him everything about himself and how did he got there.
>Write In.
Ask to see if he has anything on him that we can look at. If he doesn't remember who he is, maybe his stuff might give a clue.

Also, see if he can remember anything about his past.

>>526727
>>Just ask him everything about himself and how did he got there.
Has he always been human or is this new to him? He acts as if this "human" business is new to him.

>>526727
>>Just ask him everything about himself and how did he got there.

>>526746
>>526760
This, but in our warm and cozy home.
Make some hearty stew ans warn Emily that you brought company and to please make herself modest.
Hopefully she's not stuffing her face.

>>526727
Hope Emily is not stuffing her face.

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You say to both of them to wait you for a minute; you have to get everything inside to be presentable for them to get inside and eat something. You enter your house to find Emily preparing lunch; she’s also eating some cake at the same time, nothing too bad, just a small piece…

“Finally! I made some lunch, get the table ready” she’s cheerfully humming a song too. She doesn’t look in a bad shape (except pudgy) anymore. You told her you invited some people to eat something.

“What? But you don’t have any fr-- alright, let them in, I guess…” she’s worried for some reason.

You open the door and told both guys to come in.

“I hope we are not being a burden, I’m Tinco nice to meet you” Tinco elbows the tough guy.

“I’m… Wardell, sorry for interrupting” the cloak guy says.

“I’m Emily, nice to meet you too… lunch is ready! So take a seat!” you four have a decent lunch together, kind of silent… mainly because you and Emily made Tinco uncomfortable with the way you eat, you both lack manners. He tried to teach you both a little about etiquette, after that the atmosphere got less awkward.

After a decent time eating, you asked Wardell how did he got here.

“I don’t remember… I just walk for a while and then randomly get to places, this is the second time it happen”

You ask him about himself in general, about his past and if he always been human.

“He looks human to me” Tinco says. Emily nods in agreement with her face full of potatoes.

“I lost my memory. Not today, two weeks ago, an elderly couple took care of me and named me. I remember leaving them… and then… I got here.”

“That doesn’t make any sense” Emily abruptly interrupts.

“Sorry, that’s all I know…” Wardell says in a sad tone.

You ask him if “human” business is new to him…

“You could say that, yes.” He doesn’t look like he’s lying; at this point you think he’s more naïve than stoic.

“I’m very intrigued with you mister.” Tinco happily nods his head with his arms crossed.

“Did you have anything with you?” Emily asks before you can.

“I do have this” He shows you a large magic staff. “The elderly couple said I had it in my back when they found me.”

“You’re a wizard!” Emily says with her eyes sparkling. “This is so cool!”

“Thanks? It’s that good?” He looks rather perplexed.

“It’s amazing!” Emily is jumping up and down.

They have a little conversation with each other about magic stuff. Meanwhile Tinco takes by the side…

“So what do you want to do with him? I can take him with me, I’m very much interested in knowing what he’s deal is. But if you want to take care of him here, I’m not going to refuse… just keep in mind I’m going to pay you guys tons of visit… maybe even get a house near here.”

>>527047

You…

>Tell him that you’re going to take care of Wardell until he can take decisions by his own without killing himself.
>Let him take Wardell away, he’s probably going to become a nuisance.
>Wait, who the fuck are you and what’s your deal again?!
>Write in.

>>527050
>>Let him take Wardell away, he’s probably going to become a nuisance.

>>527050
>Write in
Dance.

>>527050
>>Write in.
We know this other wizard guy in town, He seemed friendly (if unintentionally creepy). Maybe he can help Wardell get in touch with his inner Wizard?

>>527093
This. Tell him
>>527178
This.
Then do
>>527123
This.

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You tell Tinco he can take Wardell with him if he wants, as you believe he’s going to become a nuisance.

“A nuisance? Well it’s your lost, Ilin. He and I will leave this town tomorrow morning then.” Tinco seems a little annoyed with your response.

Changing the subject, you told Tinco that you know this wizard guy in town, he seemed friendly and unintentionally creepy. You suggest he could help Wardell get in touch with his inner wizard.

Tinco seems intrigued; he asks you if you could take him and Wardell to this wizard. You begrudgingly accept. Tinco takes Wardell away from Emily, who gets visibly upset, and you three leave to the inn. Emily decided to stay because… you know… she’s busy being a slug. She tried to lie to them saying it’s because she has to clean the house. They knew she was lying.

At the inn, you ask the innkeeper the whereabouts of Rufo the Excellent, he sighs… he doesn’t like to deal with him. He says he’ll call him, and for you three to wait here.

After a minute or two, you get bored and decided to dance. You’re awkward as hell but you’re enjoying yourself, Tinco seems embarrassed, but in other hand, Wardell claps for you.

“Ohohoho! My damsel came back to see me! I’m so happy to see you! I see you’re enjoying yourself”

Oh god, it’s him, it’s Rufo the Excellent. You tell Tinco that “that’s his man” and you promptly leave. Tinco grabs your arm and says to not be rude, he asks you to explain the situation to him as he is so happy to see you. You quickly do as he says; you’re trying your best not to look at the fatso.

“That’s sounds cool and dandy, but I refuse to help these gentlemen unless you do me a favor… You only have to accept my original proposition from before. Ohohoho!”

>Ask him to explain himself first. You never knew what his original proposition was.
>Accept…
>Refuse, he’s yuck!
>Write In.

>>527340
>>Refuse, he’s yuck!

>>527340
>Ask him to explain himself first. You never knew what his original proposition was.
If he cannot say it in front of Tinco and Wardell out loud, then we won't do it.

>>527340
>Ask him to explain himself first. You never knew what his original proposition was.

Oh boy.

>>527340
>>Ask him to explain himself first. You never knew what his original proposition was.

>>527359
This.
Out. Loud.

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I'm having some troubles, will deliver the last update of day in an hour or two. Sorry!

>>527572
No worries, we still love you!

>>527572
Haha, cute!

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You ask the fat man more details about his proposition; you feel that you may have misconstrued his true intentions. He looks at you, gets in one knee and hold one of your hands.

“Oh, it’s kind of embarrassing to say! But I probably will never cross path with you two guys again. So, my cute damsel, I want you to dress like one of my dearest people; you look so similar to her! It’s a beautiful elegant dress so don’t worry; and you have to let me lay down in your lap while you caress my head and say some beautiful things to me!... of course, I will not pretend your services will cost only for me to help your comrades, no no no, I’ll give you 3 gold pieces too! What do you say? It’s just for an hour!” he seems cheerful after saying something this creepy. At least it’s not completely lewd.

You look at Tinco and Wardell. They seem to beg you to do it with their stares. Ugh… It’s sounds incredibly embarrassing…

>You accept with the condition that these two guys are guarding the door; you’ll tell both guys they owe you a big one.
>You refuse! It’s kind of obvious why.
>Write In.

(I’m sorry! It took longer than I initially thought; last update of the day. I’ll see you guys tomorrow probably between 8:30 PM and 9:00 PM UTC/GMT for a short session.)

>>527902
HAHA, fuck it, let's go.

>>527902
>>You accept with the condition that these two guys are guarding the door; you’ll tell both guys they owe you a big one.
And that we keep the dress.

NO SEX.
EVER.
EVER EVER EVER.

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>>527902
>>You accept with the condition that these two guys are guarding the door; you’ll tell both guys they owe you a big one.

>>527902
>>You refuse! It’s kind of obvious why.

>>527915
this, the money can't hurt

also how does currency works between gold and silver(1 gold = ? silver)

>>527902
>You accept with the condition that these two guys are guarding the door; you’ll tell both guys they owe you a big one.

>>527902
>You accept with the condition that these two guys are guarding the door; you’ll tell both guys they owe you a big one.

>>527902
Accept his demands...
This guy could be a cash cow. Also, if we do well enough we may be able to keep some of the outfits, if we do well enough.
He may be into being slapped and insulted, which may mildly surprise him and could garner more reward as well as help us slap a pervert for holding our hand.

>>528587
Just don't forget the fuck is a magician.

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You accepted the fat man’s proposition under two conditions, one he gives you the dress, and the other is you want Tinco and Wardell to guard the door. Everyone is pleasantly surprised! Tinco wanted to hug you but you gave him a dirty glare and he backed off; then told both guys they owe you a big one. Rufo says he'll think about the dress part but otherwise he accepts. He needs to see you wearing it first to make a decision.

Rufo leads you three to his room, he says he’s going to prepare everything and to wait him here. As he enters, Tinco starts talking.

“I’m so thankful for everything you’re doing! You’re a really good person! Both of us have your back, so don’t worry!”

Rufo gets out of his room with a dress in his hands, he hands it to you with a white note too.

“Here is the dress! You’re going to love it! I gave you a note too with everything you need to say to me when our session begins! Now please, get inside and change, I’ll wait for you until you’re ready”

You tell him you don’t know how to read.

“Then you’ll have to repeat after me!” he doesn’t stop giggling.

You went inside the room, it’s a fancy place with a king size bed. You tried to open the drawers but they were locked… Uh, the windows are locked too; there is no sneaky way out. Well, you put the elegant dress on. It’s not that “elegant”, it’s cuter than anything else, also very comfy. This is the first time you ever wore something this fancy in your life. You leave your clothes on the drawer; and you’re ready to start this awkward encounter.

How do you tackle this situation?

>Try your best, if you please him, maybe another opportunity to gain more money from him will arise.
>Don’t hide how awkward this situation is for you; I mean, even if you try, you’re going to fuck up anyway, so why bother?
>You’ll try what you think it’s enough for the job. Not especially tryhard, but not trying to displease the man.
>Write In.

>>528086

1 Gold piece = 10 silver pieces. Sorry I forgot to specify before!

>>529345
>>You’ll try what you think it’s enough for the job. Not especially tryhard, but not trying to displease the man.

CUTE

>>529345
>Try your best, if you please him, maybe another opportunity to gain more money from him will arise.
Try imagining he's Emily for best results.

>>529345

>Try your best, if you please him, maybe another opportunity to gain more money from him will arise.

NIGGA WE ALREADY IN THIS SHIT

>>529345
>Try your best, if you please him, maybe another opportunity to gain more money from him will arise.

>Try imagining he's Emily for best results.
To make it easier, pretend he's Emily after she gained a bunch of weight from eating too much strawberry cake.

>>529399
This.

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Alright! You’ll try your best! You said before you were not going to half ass things anymore and you will keep that promise!... You yell you’re ready! that didn’t sound very confident of you, but girl, you’re damn sure you’re trying…

The door slowly opens; Rufo gets inside trying his best to not let anyone see you through the gasp.

“Oh! You look wonderful my girl! Mhmhmh! You look just like her! Maybe a little too muscly in comparison, but you’re a vivid copy of her!” he gets near you with a bright smile on his face, his face is red of excitement.

“Oh Misuani! I’ll call you that for this session! Now sit in my bed my dear Misuani and let me put my face between your lovely thighs!” Misuani? It’s that even a name?

You sit in the corner of the bed, rapidly Rufo puts his face in your lap… he’s not handsome… far from it… You tried to make the situation easier for you, imagining that Rufo is Emily in, what you estimate, a week from now on… at least for how much she’s eating lately.

Well... at least it’s not a disgusting fat man, but man this will give you nightmares from now on. This somehow made you like Emily less and she’s for sure going on a diet now… Well at least she(?)’s touchable, you began to caress her(?) forehead like she(?)’s asking. It’s awkward.

“Now my dear Misuani, repeat after me!” You’re self-illusion is so good you’re replacing Rufo’s voice with Emily’s…

“You have been a good boy…” You repeat after him while you calmly touch passes his head. “I’m sorry Misuani, I said good ‘boy’…” Oh god, he broke your immersion, its fat ass Rufo again.

You cannot continue in this state, you need to think about something to occupy your thoughts or this is going to fail.

>Let’s close our eyes, you can’t think about something you can’t see!
>Think about how much gold you’re going to get! Greed will cloud your eyes and you only will see the price to win!
>Ask for a minute to regain your composure.
>Write In

>>529497
>>Let’s close our eyes, you can’t think about something you can’t see!

>>529502
Supporting

>>529497
Both close our eyes and picture in our minds eye the gold we shall recieve!
Give her(?) a beaming smile so wide our eyes close and visions of coins fill our head!

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You control your urge to puke and closed your eyes, you thought about the money you will earn if you continue your “job”; you repeat after Rufo’s command:

“You have been a good boy…” You repeat after him.

“Even though you got a little pudgy” You repeat after him, you try your best not to laugh.

“I dearly miss you” you repeat after him. He’s shaking a bit.

…

“It’s not your fault he left” you repeat after him. He keeps shaking.

…

“It’s not your fault you can’t find him” you repeat after him. A tear falls down of his face.

…

“I’m not mad at you failing”…

Uh? Something is weird... you feel calm and warm sensation all of the sudden, you cannot move. Rufo asks you why you aren’t repeating anymore, he opens his eyes. Somehow your lips move by themselves and you said:

“It’s alright Rufulio, I’m finally reunited with him… You don't have to worry anymore, my dear little boy” You return to normal. Rufo looks like he just saw a ghost.

“What?!” Rufo grabs you by the shoulders; he’s shaking you asking for an answer. You tell him you don’t know what happened, but for a moment you couldn’t control your body.

“Was it lady Misuani?!” He’s crying all over the place. You told him you don’t know. He sits beside you while holding he’s head in desperation. He gives you the 3 gold pieces as promised.

“You can leave now; you don’t need to do anything anymore. Tell your friends to come inside in 30 minutes… I need some time to regain my composure.” he’s visually shocked.

>Comfort him and ask him if he wants to talk about it…
>Tell him you are going to leave the door open for the guys to enter, so he doesn’t lock himself and can fulfill his promise. You’ll leave only after making sure of that.
>Leave him be, he seems unable to do anything. Maybe tell the guys what happened so they have a heads up.
>Write In.

>>529649
>>Comfort him and ask him if he wants to talk about it…
Goddammit we've been possesed
Demand answers

>>529649
>dis nigga just possessed us by accident. We need answers my man

>>529649
>Comfort him and ask him if he wants to talk about it…
I do admit that I'm pleased it wasn't as creepy as I thought it would be.
Still going to say no to sex, though.

>>529654
>>529671
Ask him if he wants to chat about it

>>529649
Can we be a buff psychic

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You pat his back for a moment to denote some care, then you told him you’re not going anywhere until you got some answers, after all, you just go possessed; you snap your fingers and move your head aggressively after saying that. He smiles, and says:

“You’re really a canon copy of her… hehe.” He is trying he’s best to regain his composure. In a somewhat uncharacteristic move (because of your dislike towards him) you give him a warm smile.

“There is no more roleplay now, so I don’t want to be rude to you beautiful damsel, so please tell me your name”

You said your name. Just know he asked your name huh…

“Ilin… I don’t know anyone with that name… Miss Ilin, are willing to hear the long story of an old man?“ He whips his tears away, you nod in agreement… he began his tale:

“Lady Misuani was my like a mother to me. She gave me a home when no one else did, I was a homeless kid after the orphanage I lived caught on fire. She gave me her brightest smile and adopted me. She had a biological kid, his name was Aiden. She was poor… so poor… she… well… let’s say the funny business you thought I wanted at first, were serious business to her… Anyway, she took care of both of us as best as she could.” You see the fat man getting nostalgic. “Well, when we got older, near 16 years old, Aiden and I wanted to become adventurers to gain money and fame. But Aiden wanted so much more than what it can be achieved; he wanted to traverse the divine ocean to the mythological place where no man has ever put foot on… Abarmua. Of course, I’m a realist and told him it was impossible. He didn’t have any of it and left us… Lady Misuani waited for him for so long… he never came back… I tried my best to suffice her needs, to make her life better, I learned dumb magic tricks and started gaining fame as an illusionist, I gained a ton of money… she never lived another day in poverty, but money can’t buy the life of his son.” He gets sadder.

You pat his shoulder. He continues.

“We found out she got terminally sick, she ask me to please found Aiden before she died. I did the best I could… I look everywhere for him… I traveled around globe looking for him… Of course she died without ever seeing her son again… I failed her.” She explodes into tears. “Now, she tells me this?... Does this means that Aiden died?!... Did I fail the family that did so much for me?!...”

…

What do you do?

>Write In.
>Hug him. Words are meaningless now.
>Pat his back and leave. You’re not prepared to face this kind of situation.

(The next reply will be the last one of the day.)
(And Yes, Ilin can become anything you guys want.)

>>529778
Let's get philosophical tbhfam

Death is merely a state
It's not a definitive end for a person
It is when we cast out our bodies and become one with our spirits once again
Death is just another phase of life
So feeling sad about it won't change anything
You should be happy sge reunited with her son and that one day you shall reunite with them
Do not think of this event as something bad
But rather as something that will flip a new page in your life and relieve you of your burdens
You are free Rufo
You are your own man

>>529808
A sad man does NOT need philosophy. True words are like broccoli; you don't feed them to a sad kid.

>Hug him. Words are meaningless now.

Fuck it.

>>529841
This.
We could stab him in the throat while choking ourself and ripping our dress.
But naw, let's comfort him.

>>529841
>A sad man does NOT need philosophy
Wrong
Philosophy is created by the sad man for the sad man
No happy man is philosophical

But how would you know?
You keep adding / like some kind of /autist/

>>529778
>Hug him. Words are meaningless now.

Also, any of you guys think we should make him exercise with us, in exchange for helping Wardell with his studies?

>>529877
I fucking /love/, nigga.

>>529886
Emily should go first, then.

>>529903
Everyone has their own little autism if they browse 4chan, yours just happens to be /this/

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While you come up with a great way of tell him how he should see the “positive side” of things in a philosophical way with the understanding of death as a process of life; you thought it could be a little excessive for a sad man. Instead you hug him by the side, its plain simple and usually more effective for weak lonely men. And besides, you don’t think he’s smart enough to appreciate your more thoughtful answer. He puts one hand in your arm; you stopped his spiral to madness. You silently hug him for a minute.

“You have done so much for me. I hope I can repay you somehow in the future.” He regained his composure. For a very long time you wondered if you were able to handle situations like this, you always have trouble putting yourself in others shoes, but it seems you’re capable of more things than you think. You feel a warm and fuzzy feeling inside, no, it’s not another spirit; it’s you becoming a more decent human being… or maybe these are farts. Who knows?

Rufo’s face has changed, he no longer looks a like a pervert, he seems to have regain his confidence. At least that’s how you interpret it. “I think I’ll stay in this village for a while now… oh and that dress belongs to you now. Lady Misuani basically gave it to you, Ilin. Now bring your friends here, it’s time to discuss boring magic matters.”

You start feeling tired, maybe getting possessed it’s a tiring activity… anyway, you take your old clothes with you, and went out of the room. Tinco and Wardell are waiting for you.

“Oh nice! You look outstanding!” Tinco says. Oh right, you’re still in your elegant clothes. “Oh you look pale, do you want me to take you home? Wardell it’s technically the only one that needs to be here.”

“yeah, don’t overdo it.” Wardell says, what a hypocrite.

It’s true; you feel a little dizzy… maybe it’s time to go…

>Let’s head back home with Tinco’s help.
>Tell them you can go back by yourself.
>Tell Tinco to go home and call Emily here to take you back, that fatass needs some exercise.
>Write In.

(Last Update of the day, see you guys tomorrow!)(And I will update the Item list too! I promise)

>>530117
>>Let’s head back home with Tinco’s help.
Then, when we're feeling up to it, bench press Emily.

>>530117
Let's be flirtatiously aggressive to Tinco while he carries us on his arms
tbf Wardell seems like our type of guy, Tinco not so much

>>530117
>Let’s head back home with Tinco’s help.

The whole fucking town is unto us.

>>530117
Let's go back with /tincos/ ass

>>530117
>>Let’s head back home with Tinco’s help
Pretend to be super weakened so he'll insist on carrying you.

>>530117
>>Tell Tinco to go home and call Emily here to take you back, that fatass needs some exercise.

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You accept Tinco’s offer, you stumble your way to him. Wardell looks worried and says

“you should carry her, she’s in no condition to walk”

“I’m not a strong guy like you…” Tinco says reluctantly.

“then I’ll carry her” he gets closer to you

“No no no! I’ll do it! You need to get inside and talk to the moustache man. Don’t worry about us, hehehe” Tinco says while giving a half assed laugh, he’s trying he’s best to make Wardell not to worry. Wardell glares Tinco one more time before accessing the room.

Tinco gets in one knee and tell you to jump in. You got on his back with your arms firmly cross around him. He grabs your legs, and you two are good to go. You left the inn.

“I hope you don’t take that the wrong way, I really care about your well-being, but I’m not as strong as you and...” He’s trying to save face.

You interrupt him by burying your face on his back and saying it doesn’t matter. You remember the only person who carried you like this once was your father. It's kind of embarrassing.

With your face hidden plus both of you wearing unorthodox clothes for the place, nobody in town is running away from you. In fact, some people are trying to sell stuff to Tinco, who turns down everyone in your path.

“Now they act friendly, what a bunch of weirdos”

You laugh coquettishly; it wasn’t your intention to sound flirty, it kind of happens.

“You have a cute laugh, you should laugh more often” you blush, he can’t see you so it’s alright. He feels embarrassed anyway. “a-a-anyway! Do you want to chat with me or are you too tired?”

>Ask him about himself.
>”Do you think I look cute?”
>Let him lead the conversation, you may have to answer some of his questions.
>Too tired for chitchatting, boy.
>Write In.

>>531009
>>Too tired for chitchatting, boy.

>>531009

>Ask him about himself.

Because rly, who the fuck are you my man?

>>531009
>Too tired for chitchatting, boy.

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It wasn’t really your intention to chat with him, but you really wonder who he really is. You ask him:

“Now that your life depends on me you ask! Hahaha.” You don’t find it funny. “I’m just a dude trying to figure out life, I worked as a merchant for a while until I got bored and decided to travel around the world.”

That’s surprisingly boring, you tell him that.

“Well, not everyone is meant to be something amazing this young” you seem to stroke a nerve. He looks rather sad. You told him you’re too tired to keep chatting. He looks afflicted, Tinco wanted to tell you about his “awesome adventures”, but you cut him dry.

You arrive home, it’s really clean; it seems Emily told the truth before. Most items related to his father are gone. Tinco calls for Emily. She appears; she’s wearing a big rug.

“Here, have Ilin, she’s tired for some reason I didn’t want to ask.”

“Wait, what? What happened? Where did she get that beautiful dress?”

“I don’t know, but Ilin can tell you about it! I need to leave! I’ll see you gals later!”

Tinco hands you to Emily, who hugs you. Then he leaves.

“You look so pale! You need to go to bed first!” Emily says after examining you. She drags you and puts you in your bed; then she gives you clothes for you to change. While you’re changing Emily tells you:

“Relax a bit, I need to get something” She takes his rug off and goes to another room, you couldn’t tell what she was wearing.

She’s back, oh no, her dress it’s very dirty, it has leftovers of cake and cream all over it. “Don’t worry, I’ll clean it later. So tell me, what happened?” She hands you one plate with strawberry cake on it. She has one for herself too…

>Tell her what happened.
>”Emily, we need to talk, you’re eating way too much”
>You’re too tired now, you’ll tell her after a nap.
>Write In.

(I’m going for Lunch)

>>531115
>”Emily, we need to talk, you’re eating way too much”
It's SWOLE time.

>>531115
>”Emily, we need to talk, you’re eating way too much”

>>531120
This...

>>531120
>>531121
Let's deliver the message differently.
> Emily, we need to talk. I've got no problem with you eating to much, but if your going to eat like that then you're going to start training with me.

That way if we ever go adventuring she could be our tank with her whole eat big get big.

>>531136
Okay, this.

>>531136
This

The best we could do is show her truly fat people, lol.

Or

a mirror.

>>531115
She's probably stuffing herself because she's finally free to eat what she wants after being oppressed by her father for so long, but she has no restraint.
Let's sit her down and talk, as a concerned friend and show her a mirror, as well as fat magic man.

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“What is it? You don’t want to eat it?” she looks worried. She eats her slice in 3 bites.

You told Emily that you need to talk. You say that you are concerned about her and explained to her that you don’t have a problem with her eating too much, but if she continues to eat like that she’s going to start training with you.

“C’mon! Don’t be like that! I’m just eating the sweets my father hided from us! It’s just for today and maybe tomorrow! I really don’t want to get fat! I’m just enjoying myself!” She smiles and doesn’t look concerned at all; then she takes your slice and eats it too. It was too fast for you to say anything.

You ask her for a mirror, she’s going to see for herself the self-damage she’s doing to her body.

“Promise me you’re going to tell about what happened after that, ok?” she went outside the room. You wait for her.

She’s back with the mirror and small basket full of cookies… she gives you the mirror and starts eating her small snacks. How many sweets did she buy before?!

“I don’t want all these food to go to waste, ok?” You wonder if she stayed all day eating. “C’mon, what happened?”

In an effort for you to show her what’s she’s doing, you put the mirror in front of you to show Emily her fatness. Then you said “look at yourself!”

“Oh sorry! that’s a lot of cream on me! Tee hee!” She cleans her face and clothes with her fingers. Then she licks them…

She’s completely unaffected, she has no shame.

>Push the issue, she needs to care! It’s not healthy.
>Believe her; help her eat the stuff to make sure she’s not lying. And tell her what happened.
>Let her be, it’s doesn’t matter she’ll gain her own orbit. Tell her what happened.
>Write In.

>>531538
We'll tell her a portion for each pushup she does

>>531538
>>Believe her; help her eat the stuff to make sure she’s not lying. And tell her what happened.

I'll go with this instead of my post
>>531558

>>531538
Weeeell, fuck it; let's wait until she sees for herself. If she does.

>Believe her; help her eat the stuff to make sure she’s not lying. And tell her what happened.

After all, we kinda just killed her father. Let's give her some room; she won't believe us anyway.

>>531538
>>Believe her; help her eat the stuff to make sure she’s not lying. And tell her what happened.
Let's start thinking of a workout regimen for each desert. Cake slice =25 push ups, candy=25 squats, ect..

>>531756
Cake slice = 30 squats
Candy = 30 squats
Chocolate = 30 squats, 30 jumps
White chocolate = 30 squats
Ice cream = 30 squats
Donut = 30 squats
Banana = 30 squats
Lemonade = 30 squats
Meat = 30 squats
Water = 30 squats
Breathing = 30 squats
Thinking = 30 squats
Existing = 30 squats

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You put the mirror at the side of the bed and told Emily that you believe in her, and to pass the cookies, you want some too. She smiles and hands it the small basket. You eat a lot of cookies, they are great. You’re start thinking about a workout regimen for each dessert… Emily interrupts your line of thought.

“It’s for both of us after all! There’s still a strawberry cake too, I’ll leave that one for you! You’ll love it!” her cheerful nature is almost contagious. “Now, tell me what happened!”

You told her what happened at the inn and with Rufo’s proposition. Her excited and cheerful attitude slowly went towards a scared and concerned one.

“Oh no! A ghost possessed you?! That’s super scary...” She hugs you, “I hope this is your last adventure in the realm of weird… prostitution… business? I don’t know how to describe it. At least you were lucky this time. Now you should rest. Once I overhear an old lady saying that those spirit encounters happen to people with great spiritual energy or those about to die... Maybe you’ll see dad haunting us…”

Don’t even joke about it, Emily! You got really scared and put the sheets in front of your face. You’re not a brave person. Emily realizes her fuck up and tries to calm you, but it only made her scared too. She gets in her pajamas too and gets in her bed, then both of you hug each other in fear, at some point you fall asleep.

You dream about a beautiful garden, you’re picking flowers and then…

“Excuse me”

Ehem! Then you…

“Sorry for interrupting your dream but… Do you know how to leave a body as a spirit?” your lookalike smiles, she has a tooth gap.

It’s the same spirit who entered your body, Misuani… It seems she can’t get out of you…

>”BEGONE EVIL SPIRIT!”
>You don’t know how to help her, you haven’t died yet. Propose to have a pleasant conversation with her.
>”Excuse me, lady. This is private property”
>Ignore her, and keep up picking flowers.
>Write in.

>>531870
Let's have a chit chat with the soul.

>>531870
>You don’t know how to help her, you haven’t died yet. Propose to have a pleasant conversation with her.
'The same way you entered?'

>>531870
>>”Excuse me, lady. This is private property”

>>531870
>>You don’t know how to help her, you haven’t died yet. Propose to have a pleasant conversation with her.

>>531870
>”Excuse me, lady. This is private property”

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You in a semi-serious tone said to her it’s private property…

“Haha!” She has a heartfelt laugh. Then she asks you again very politely.

You said to her “I haven’t died yet…”

“Well, it was worth the shot.” She laughs again, but it sounds sadder.

You asked if she wants to have a pleasant conversation with you.

“It’s not like I can do anything else. My name is Mishi. Nice to meet you, young lady. Sorry about possessing you before and thanks for helping my boy there, even if it was a really weird situation, I really appreciate it.”

You thought it was Misuani. You asked her about that.

“That’s a dumb name that brat gave me! I never knew where that came from! I told him to call me mama, but he always refused.” She looks displeased. “So, what’s your name?”

You told her your name.

“Ilin?... do you happen to know a guy by the name of Aiden?”

You said no.

“Huh, well that’s that, I guess”

You ask her if she has seeing everything you did between when she possessed you and now.

“Nope! I’m stuck here! It sucks! Hahaha” She laughs, she has a carefree attitude and doesn’t look in the least worried about being stuck here.

>Ask her what happened to her son, Aiden.
>Ask her about her life.
>Ask her for advice. (Specify what kind of).
>Ask her what it feels to die, and how the spirit world works in general.
>Write In.

>>532025
Ask her if she can posses us at will.

>>532025
>Ask her what it feels to die, and how the spirit world works in general.

>>532025
She looks buff, ask her about advice for getting swole

>>532185
This.

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You ask her if she can possess you at will.

“If I don’t find a way out, we will see later… muahahaha. There are some stuff I want to do with that young body of yours!” she spouts an evil laugh again, kind of dorky too. She’s most likely teasing you… at least that’s what you want to think.

You ask her what it feels to die, and how the spirit world works in general.

“I dunno, I died in my sleep. About the spirit world, for what I could gather talking with other spirits like me, you either can go through a magic light to paradise or something, the netherworld or just be a wandering soul in the realm of the living. Like me! Woo!” She laughs, you feel she’s worried.

You ask her about advice for getting SWOLE.

“You look in better shape than me! But if you want raw strength try having a child! That made super strong. No, I’m not kidding! You have a great body, you know? Men will be all over you! You just need to rock it.”

She’s answering as honestly as she can. Mishi is weird. This is the closest you ever had to having a serious conversation with a mother figure.

>Ask her if she has any questions about you.
>Ask her how prostitution worked for her.
>Ask her why she looks so similar to you.
>Wake up.
>Write In.

>>532342
>Ask her why she looks so similar to you.
>Other
Ask her how to motivate Emily into losing some weight without forcing her into an exercise routine.

>>532342
>Ask her why she looks so similar to you

2spooky

>>532342
>>Ask her if she has any questions about you.
>>Ask her how prostitution worked for her.
>>Ask her why she looks so similar to you.

>>531839
I do those last four. Literally once I entered this quest...

>>532408
120 squats, you fuck.

>>532342

>Ask her if she has any questions about you.

This is actually very important. We'd rather be in good terms with those who have power over us. Like the guards, for example. So let's chat silly things with the ghost!

Also OP should make a new thread already, this one went into autosage. Archieve and move on.

>>532451
I do 200 a day... My legs are always hurt, but it feels great.
Ask advice on emilys weight.

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You have many questions for her! First you asked her about what to do to motivate Emily to lose some weight without forcing her into an exercise routine.

“Who’s Emily?” right, she hadn’t seen anything since she possessed you.

You explain who she is, and what the problem is.

“Oh! I had one boyfriend who gained weight. I mainly teased him about his fatness like I played with his belly and called him a pig. But I always, ALWAYS, offer him to go out with me to walk around town. So find a way she can do a simple exercise with you, and tease her. Just beware; she’s a woman, so she should be more sensitive about this stuff than you think… But for me was easier since I tease him during sex too… so I don’t know how you can destroy her self-esteem while at the same time offering to rebuild it. But good luck.”

That wasn’t helpful. You asked her how prostitution worked for her.

“To be completely honest, it was pretty good, easy and lucrative. I mean sex is great, and with my good looks there were always customers willing to spend so much money in me. Only thing I had to do was to establish myself in a small town and have loyal customers. If you fucked up like me and went somewhere else because you got pregnant things can go south pretty quickly. I only regret not saving money, kids are pretty expensive.”

That was a little too real… You asked her why she looks so similar to you.

“I was wondering myself that, we are uncannily similar. That’s why I asked you if you knew someone named Aiden, since I thought you could be my granddaughter… It’s really weird, like, it’s supposed to be easier for spirits to possess people either with strong spiritual energy, or about to die or closely related to you… And no offence, but you aren’t special in spiritual energy. So it’s either we’re related or you are about to die. But don’t worry, being dead it’s not so bad.”

That didn’t answer much and gave you a sentiment of dread. You ask her if she had any questions about you.

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>>533019

“Who are your parents?” She didn’t even hesitate for a second.

You said you never met your mother and your father was a guy name Ritrone. It was an awful name. He died recently.

“I wish I knew where Aiden is… He may know why we both are so similar, I don’t have brothers nor anything like that.”

Wait, she doesn’t know where Aiden is?! You ask her about that.

“Oh, yee. I lied to Rufulio, kid was a mess. That’s why I’m a wandering soul now.” She’s pretty chill about it. “Hey, are you a virgin?”

?!... Of course you are.

“Rats, I’m not evil enough for me to take a young girl’s virginity…” She’s joking, but you don’t laugh. “Well, I’ll probably bother you in your next dream if I got another question… See ya”

You woke up, that was strange and somewhat comforting to you. Except for the fact you have someone inside you…

It’s early morning, what do you do?...

|No no no! What do we do?|

Uh?! It’s Mishi’s voice.

|Yes, I found the” control room”. Don’t worry; I won’t possess you again… Oh so that’s your friend Emily…|

She’s seeing through your eyes, this is creepy as hell. At least she can’t hear your thoughts…

|C’mon, it’s a new day! Move that booty!|

Will Mishi abuse her powers and possess you for her own benefit? What happened to Wardell, Rufo and Tinco? Will Emily lose some weight? Will James and Eadsin be relevant again? Will you finally be SWOLE?! All this could be answered in the next session of Not so Glorious Quest!

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>>533032
Thanks for everyone who participated/played/read; It was a lot of fun again. I wanted to give this thread a good ending (Even if we hit the 3 day bump), so there is that. Like always, I appreciate everyone who decided to waste their time with me.

I’ll see you guys most likely in a few days (My plan is to resume in a new thread by Thursday). There is a very small chance that we will continue tomorrow (in a new thread too), but it’s very unlikely. I'll be lurking the general thread if you want to ask if I'm alive or something. (I'll find my twitter one of this days, I swear...)

Feedback/Questions/Comments are always appreciated.

Item List:

-Pajamas [Equipped]
-Mishi’s Duplicate Elegant Dress.
-Emily's second rate dress.
-Short Dagger.
-5 Silver Pieces.
-4 Gold Pieces
-Trusty Long Branch.
-Small Sack of Oats.
-Sea Bass.
-Crab.
-Strawberry Cake.

>>533019
>>533032
>>533056

Thanks for running!! Doing great you fuck, srsly, time to feel good!!

>>533056
The best thread. I love it. Thank you so much and please continue the amazing work!

>>533056
Great quest OP!

>>533056
The art is really cute, I like it.