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With a reluctant sigh you swipe the card on the sixth redudnant layer of security and walk into your office. The paper starbucks cup in your hand is worn from your grip, but you suckle down the last drops of lukewarm macha shacka backa mocca latte-cinno or whatever the fuck as if it were the very nectar of the Ancient Ones' scaled teat.

Your room is unchanged, yet it doesn't feel the same. Looking around at all the monitors, buttons and levers, you don't feel the same majesty or spark in you. The world is different, like all the colour is drained out of the room; Is this getting old?

No this is being an unplanned parent.

This is knowing that you're raising a child in a world on borrowed time.

This is a fucking Monday at work murdering teens.

"Hey James." Hansen says as you walk in, "How's the family?"

> Divorced and Abroad, Gone

> We're in Counselling

> Hoping I keep it together from now on

> Write-In

>>1019048
>> We're in Counselling

>>1019048
>We're in Counselling

>>1019048
>> We're in Counselling

>>1019048
> Divorced and Abroad, Gone

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>>1019100
>>1019076
>>1019059
>>1019135

"We're in Counseling." You say with a grimace. "Apparently due to our relationship starting as polyamourous and then becoming monogamous I have developed a crippling inability to deal with boundaries or impulse control." You slouch into your seat.

"So you're a horndog." Hansen notes drily, "What else is new?"

"The six grey hairs in my head, my rapidly reduced desire to live and oh yeah, the baby!" You bitch as you twist your hands into your hair.

"So the sterilisation tablets...."

"Didn't work! Because oh yeah, the Doc implied it was one and done and not a weekly thing!" You exclaim spying a fmailiar shade of snow white skin and milky hair saunter into the control room.

Susand and you had a massive fight a few months back and despite the harsh words you had apologised and pledged to continue seeing each other... but tonight would be awkward.

> Why is Chem calling you? YOU ARE THE ONE WHO CALLS!

> Check HARRY is here

> Make sure C45513 has sucessfuly came up of her mast-ur-hibernation

> Skip to Ritual

> Write-In

>>1019282
> Why is Chem calling you? YOU ARE THE ONE WHO CALLS!

>>1019282
> Why is Chem calling you? YOU ARE THE ONE WHO CALLS!

>>1019282

> the baby
Words could not express my amusement.


Nor the despair.

> Oh right, because they need to introduce our new head of chem-department to me.

>>1019282
> Why is Chem calling you? YOU ARE THE ONE WHO CALLS!

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>>1019503
>>1019499
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>>1019321

You slam the button with your finger in the same vein that someone would bash the head in of a small child who pissed on their suit jacket before work,"WHY ARE YOU-"

"When you can, please come to the chem department. Thank you." A sterile and almost disembodied sounding voice says over the phone.

You are left in a state of confused bewilderment at what just happened as Susan and Henson both snicker behind hands.

The head of chemistry dared to make a request of you, more than that he just assumed that request would be met with no recomponsense or reprecussions. You're beginning to get a headache.

"So new Chemhead?" You say to the room.

"None of the women will go near Chem, they say he's like Norman Banes from Psycho." She says with a smile, "guess he'll fit right in."

"Firstly, that's Norman Bates and you wound me with your poor memory." You tick off, "Secondly he can't be that creepy."

Susan pouts and bats her eyes at you, "Well when we watched Psycho I spent most of the time looking at -"

"Right that's enough of that." Henson breaks up loudly.

The radio at Susan's belt crackles, "Hey Boss, tell Alfred Smallcock to hurry up and open betting. If I hear Grey's winning formula one more time I'm gonna shoot myself." A very Midwestern accents calls, "Over." It adds after a moment.

"I don't condone the nickname, but when are you going to open us up?" Susan asks.

> Let me meet our creep.

> I'm going to check in with everyone as usual

> Now (Skip to Disaster and betting)

> Write-In

>>1019571
>> I'm going to check in with everyone as usual
When have we ever, ever skipped intros? It's vital to know our staff. we've gotta find that leak

>>1019571
>Let me meet our creep.
Glad to have ya' back man.

>>1019571
>I'm going to check in with everyone as usual

>>1019571

Let me meet our creep

Oh hi would be a shame for a tie

>>1019571
> Let me meet our creep.
>>1019720
It sure would be

I'm surprised we didn't get to chose our creep this time, but then again the Mystery Option is always fun.

>>1019724

Dammit

I wounder if he has his dead mum down there

>>1019764
>>1019724
>>1019720
>>1019622
>>1019619
>>1019605

Paused for Pathfinder.

Meeting creep when I come back.

>>1019571
Can we send generic security guy to bring the creep up to the control room instead of going to him? Gotta assert our dominance.

>>1020159
>Assert our dominance
I'm pretty sure the majority of people here think we're either chasing jailbait or fucking the toaster.

>>1020173

I'm on pizza break.

I get the toaster is C45513 but the fuck's the jailbait.

>>1020364

The catgirl that calls us senpi?

>>1020487

Oh.

>>1020173
S-so? We are still in charge and everybody knows it. They are depending on us to guide this ritual to success, they don't make demands of us.

I am partially interested on how's spain doing after the full monster release. I mean, besides being glassed by a bunch of nukes.

>>1018938
Cabin Control Quest is back!!!!!
GET HYPE GET HYPE GET HYPE

HYPE HYPE HYPE

Choo choo fucking HYPE TRAIN coming into the station!

Hypepocalypse is go! Even the single celled lifeforms within 500 miles of anyone reading this thread are getting HYYPPPEEDD!!!

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>>1019764
>>1019724
>>1019720
>>1019622
>>1019619
>>1019605
>>1020159
>>1020173
>>1020487
>>1020872
>>1020891
>>1020895

"Fine I'll go see this creep." You say and see him you do. Well, eventually. You have to go even deeper than the old chem facility, so deep that you're only two floors above the stable.

You can feel the weight of the expectation and dread of the things below at the back end of your psyche as the elevator doors slide open. You scan your keycard and the machine beeps at you, not the usual "Acess restricted" red; but a Blue screen blinking at you.

"C45513 the fuck?" You ask in irritation.

"Sorry boss, those won't open until you have a haz mat suit on." She says from the keypad in front of you, choosing to appear in a skin tight yellow and black catsuit.

"Tarantino. Hot." You say halfheartedly before going to your hazmat suit and becoming a spaceman. With a series of hisses you hit the button that confirms your suit is atmospherically sound.

With a scan of your card you enter another world.

Tubes containing gas of many colours decorate the walls. Each one uniformly spaced horizontally and vertically, a grid of multicoloured concoctions that are probably banned by every ethical committee known to man, alien or beast.

"Hello James. I'm so glad you came to see me." A voice says in your suit. The only man in this labratory right now is in a suit much like your own and is holding a glass vial containing what you know to be "smoker's gas" "I promise I have not torn you away from your adoring public and harem of women for long. I just merely wanted to see if you were as disapointing as rumours suggested." He says evenly and without pause as he stores he concoction in a fridge beneath the worktop he is standing at.

"Disapointing? I'm James Fucking Henderson and you-" You poke him in the chest as you square up to him.

"Are here because one of your exes and nepotism beneficiaries was so lacking in her duties that she caused a scale 3 outbreak." He interrupts. "I am here because it is my duty to serve humanity's best as humanity's best." He walks towards another computer, "I arrive to find hedonsim, gambling and incompetence. From the chem lab, to demolitions all the way to the top with you James fuck-king Henderson, I have found naught but disgusting wastes of tissue and fluid that should have no place in a lab or on this planet." He looks at you and through your visor you can see his steely dark gaze in his suit. There is no warmth or life in that expression, he really looks like Norman Bates.

> Shoot him (You have 1 shot in your gun)

> Punch him

> Have Susan's guys teach him a lesson

> Curse him out

> Write-In

>>1020921
>Grab him by the ear, have C45513 call up a video conference, and chew his ass out in front of every one for wasting your goddamn time.
>"Hey guys! This is the new Chem Head, say hi Chem Head! I don't know his name yet, because instead of introducing himself he decided to call me away from the important work we all do, you know the work that keeps the world spinning, to point out I'm a hedonistic gambling idiot. You know, instead of just emailing me about it like everybody else. Welp, just wanted all of you to meet him, NOW GET BACK TO WORK!"

>>1020921
1. Your allegations of nepotism are unfounded, I take this job very seriously, and my record shows it, despite being the target of active sabotage. Also Rachel earned her role before my wife started fucking her, (right?)
2. With you evident disgust toward humanity I don't think you are fit for the job of defending it
> shoot him
What's that word for someone who hates everyone as a rule?

>>1020921

"Your predecessor had the same damn attitude you had. And her predecessor before that. The only people who continue to have that attitude after their first ritual are sociopaths. And they end up being a liability that creates problems like what happened to Spain. We'll quickly find out which area you're in, and if you show any inkling of fucking up, you will be dealt with. You may look down on our "hedonism" as you put it, but even when Chem fucked up, the REST of us carried the goddamned day and saved the goddamned world.

Now, if you can maintain this superior attitude come the next ritual, and that's IF you even make it that long, you can talk to me like that. But until then, you WILL show respect to the man who has saved the goddamned planet twice in a row, including once where Chem completely and totally fucked up. Do I make myself clear?"

>>1021001
Psst, don't say it was sabotage.
He might start thinking we know we suspect him.

Or, you know, he is not, but tells everyone about it.

Listen, this information is HIGHLY classified! Don't add unaccountable variables into the equasion.

>>1021023

'Twas more than just twice.
> over 600 confirmed sacrafices
JK

>>1021001

James' history has been alluded to. But Rachel was indeed brought on after they broke up but was still doing James' wife.

>>1021070
Oh right, I forgot about that.

If you need a tie breaker I'll support >>1020993

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>>1021087
>>1021070
>>1021023
>>1021001
>>1020993

Guys it's 3am so I think I'm tapping out for the night, because working all these write-ins in will require an amount of focus I'm not confident I can bring at the time.

I should be resuming tomorrow, maybe around 13 hours from now. Again, sorry but if you guys are going to bring your A game for write-ins and roleplaying I want my part in this to be a high standard too.

I will shamelessly shill DWMA Quest and Mortal Kombat Kongquest which are running right now for all your quest needs.

Also, have this HQ wagon toforgive my weakness in needing sleep.

>>1020921
Dangit...
Hope I can make it in time.

> Pshh, sure, whatever.
> If you got any REAL complains, just send sn E-mail.
> I don't need you to judge my lifestyle, I can pretty much do that everyday myself.
> Now, anything else, or did you just waste my time for telling me this?

> Do your "Fuck-king" job right, and we won't have problems.
In any other case, I cannot say what might happen. Just keep an eye out for things that are out of place, is the only warning I coild think of giving you, if you are perfection incarnate.
> Seriously, you must be even more full of yourself than I am!

>>1021171

So I threw my hst into the ring.
>>1021127
>>1020921

>>1021127
Waiting warmly.

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>>1021087
>>1021070
>>1021023
>>1021001
>>1020993
>>1021171
>>1021187
>>1021283

You grab him in a headlock around his hazmat suit and make sure your radio is off, "C45513 I know you breached this ass's security. I want a full video feed of this around the facility."

Your radio pings on and off in affirmation and you address the asshole squirming in your grip, honestly without the surprise assault he'd probably overpower you. "Your allegations of nepotism are unfounded. I take this job extremely seriously as my record shows. It's literally life or death, so everyone; including Rachel earned their position here with merit." You try to keep the anger out of your voice, sticking to speaking his language of detached calm - despite seeing red.

"Your predecessor had the same damn attitude you had. And her predecessor before that. The only people who continue to have that attitude after their first ritual are sociopaths. And they end up being a liability that creates problems like what happened to Spain. We'll quickly find out which area you're in, and if you show any inkling of fucking up, you will be dealt with." You make sure to wave your gun in front of his mask, "For your sake you better hope I get the satisfaction in that circumstance rather than our employer." You threaten, letting your temper into your voice for only a moment, "You may look down on our "hedonism" as you put it, but even when Chem fucked up last year, the REST of us carried the goddamned day and saved the goddamned world."

He tries to speak but your compress your grip, drawing a satisfactory level of gurgling over the radio. "Now, if you can maintain this superior attitude come the next ritual, and that's IF you even make it that long, you can talk to me like that. But until then, you WILL show respect to the man who has saved the goddamned planet twice in a row, including once where Chem completely and totally fucked up. Do I make myself clear?"

"Now then everybody watching and listening." You try to falsify your usual swagger as you tilt both of your gazes to the camera C45513 is probably using to broadcast this onto every monitor available. "This is the new Chem Head, say hi Chem Head!"

You give him a playful smack and your new best friend utters a weak "Hello."

"I don't know his name yet, because instead of introducing himself he decided to call me away from the important work we all do, you know the work that keeps the world spinning, to point out I'm a hedonistic gambling idiot; as if that's any news to anyone!" You quip as you activate your trump card; the shit eating grin. "You know, instead of just emailing me about it like everybody else." You clap your hands together, well clap your hazmat gloves together before signing off from your livestreamed tongue lashing. "Welp, just wanted all of you to meet him," C45513 sends a ping saying you're off the air. (CONT)

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You turn to face this piece of shit, "Now before you get back to work. A warning between colleagues; I don't need you to judge my lifestyle, I can pretty much do that everyday myself. Anything else, or did you just waste my time for telling me this?" You ask, causing your prisoner to shake his head.

"Well, just do your "Fuck-king" job right, and we won't have problems." You say tossing him to the ground and walking towards the exit, the decontamination processes starting up as you mutter to yourself, "Even more full of yourself than I am."

"A monumental feat indeed." C45513 says in her kill bill getup. "You alright big guy?"

> Not really, cutting back on the women and drugs is making me realize im not worth my wife. That I should just disapear so she can be hapy.

> I'm great. Gonna make some snuff films.

> I miss Rachel

> Write-In

>>1022681
>Not really, cutting back on the women and drugs is making me realize im not worth my wife. That I should just disapear so she can be happy.

Damn GMT Afternoon and night is just a dead time for this board.

>>1022996
Yeah, no idea why.

>>1022681
> I miss Rachel
Sunday morning is a slow time

>>1022840
This. And then
>>1023042
>042 ▶
>>>1022681
>> I miss Rachel
>Sunday morning is a slow time

>>1022681

> I miss Rachel

>>1023259
>>1023061
>>1023042

"Not reall C455. I'm missing Rachel. Also I've been trying to cut out woman and drugs." The decontamination procedure ends, allowing you to twist and remove the helmet. You know C455 can still hear you from the facility bugs, even if she can't really reply now. "Which makes me realise I don't deserve my wife and disapearing might be for the best." You actually mope, for once in your life. Hesitating before you unzip and unfasten the numerous seals and zippers keeping you in your suit.

But a random group of chemistry staff come round the corner, heading back to work from a pissbreak with their helmets of their hazmat space suits slung under their arms. You manage to muster up a grin and swagger as you pass.

> Check up on DEMO while you're down here.

> Maybe you should see Jerry and Maxi

> Hey isn't that the security guard who talked shit over the radio?

> Write-In

>>1023536
> bantz with security guy
Not sure what this option is but might as well delay the ritual until more players turn up.
Is a slime monster in the stables?

>>1023643

There is now an anon choice on a 100.

Here is stable: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1EhlgzrYdfPxiTvY87Shw85cUzbz-MIOJz5nnydOAk28/edit

>>1023536

Maybe you should see Jerry and Maxi

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Fuzzy wolf bump.

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Have last year's hazmat suit to also bump.

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100 suggestion: First Crusader.
Deus Vult, infidels.

>>1024158

Seems reasonable.
Dragon is kill, so we got the next best thing.
The guy who killed it.

>>1024169

Else I'll just stick with my 91, because I don't fucking know.

>>1024174
>>1024169
>>1024158

Why shitpost when you could vote anons? we're currently tied!

>>1024214

But shitposting is all i know

Due to tie, I'm off to bed. I'm up for college in 6 hours 30 minutes.

Vote, Argue and fight for your opinion whilst I go be productive.

>>1023643
Breaking tie by wanting to talk with security guy.
....
I didn't mean for that to rhyme.

>>1023536
>Check up on DEMO while you're down here.

>>1024665
Fuck it I go with this fucker. I don't want a tie.

>>1024570
Yeah I wanna talk some mad shit

>>1024570
Or at least a quick jab at his ego as I pass
>>1026442

>>1018938
This looks interesting.

> Maybe you should see Jerry and Maxi
Also is this quest taking place in an universe where the movie ritual was successful?

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Something came up for QM, acting as a messenger.

>>1026673
Holy shit.

>>1026673

Thanksbut yer thats shit. Hope she ok

>>1026532

Eh, ya, basically. This quest series doesn't address the movie.

>>1027790
Where's op

>>1028280
WHY ARE THERE NO DEAD BODYS YET

>>1028280
>>1028708
It was posted that he had to call the night off because a girl collapsed in the studio that day and he wouldn't have time for it. Probably had to pitch in to do more work/help her/sacrifice a goat to insure the health of the intern and her speedy recover lest he be forced to fetch everyone coffee instead.

>>1028716
Ah I see

New Thread:

>>1029919

In college right now.

The metal reason for stall weirdness is that we haven't rolles what's going into the cabin yet and I don't want my choice to be invalidated by dice gods.

In universe maybe its the same reason nobody in stable noticed its absense or reported it?

Re: anon not knowing the other names. Was reminding everyone these guys have worked here longer than we've been in James' head.