>>3373994
First for eyepatches!

FIRST FOR CAMELIA

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>>3373994
first for oh god my dick

>>3373994
First for best girl.

Anyone got a pastebin of the previous season 3 episodes?

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"Thank you so much -- we really can't express how grateful we truly are!"

"Do not thank me. Thank Ala-bast-or Soliloquy. He was the one who so happily provided the endowment for IT support. This being his alma mater, it clearly matters a great deal to him!"

Fazil shakes hands with the secretary at the registrar's office and then again with the principal. Under his arm is his laptop. And though he doesn't know it, on that laptop is several gigabytes of pilfered emails in a hidden folder. He would have noticed the data transfer right away if he was looking, but he wasn't; never even considered that the very school he had been asked to help in the effort to beef up their cyber-security might have a time bomb on its network waiting to do a reverse-attack on him. But the network did have such malware on it, because yesterday Alabaster planted Galatea's program on a computer there, and was only waiting for Fazil to be granted administrative privileges for it to download the emails, and transfer them to his laptop. The entire thing was a ruse -- to use Fazil as a Trojan horse -- and then retrieve the real prize after the fact.

Fazil is just happy to have been of assistance. He is oblivious, but his heart is filled with glad feelings, as it always is after a job well done. To Allah be the glory, he thinks. He needs to hurry home now to do his calisthenics and watch his favorite television program, a Vietnamese cartoon about crime-fighting dogs, before taking his repast and retiring to bed at a reasonable hour.

He is on his way to his car when a suspicious figure accosts him in the parking lot.

"Hey!" The ruffian says. "Where are you going?"

"Excuse me, young lady, but I must be headed home. Thank you."

Fazil is on edge and in no mood to prolong this uncomfortable encounter. He quickly reaches into his trousers for his car keys and makes toward his subcompact VW. But he is acutely aware of footsteps following briskly behind him, and when he gets to the driver's side door, the voice calls out: "Wait up, my guy."

"Apologies but I must be going," he begins, not glancing back, trying to get the key in the lock -- but then he howls in agony. Spinning around, eyes bulging, he sees the ruffian -- the assailant -- holding a gun. He feels his side where he was wounded, and yes, he's been shot.

"Please -- I will give you what you want --!"

"Yeah. You will."

The nefarious hooligan fires again, hitting Fazil in the stomach. Then again twice in the chest, and finally the head. Blown back by the force of the shots, Fazil slumps against the hood of his car, and then down to the ground. The laptop clatters to the dirty asphalt. He lies prone and lifeless beside it.

The figure now straddles him, and snatches the laptop up. She searches his pockets for any other items, like USB drives, but comes up empty -- and knowing that time is of the essence, not wanting to be seen, she finally flees.

Season 3 OP (A): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ncjy-f_wafs

>>3373994
nth for stuco shenanigans

>>3374016
Just archive links, nobody's pastebinned them outright. The threaded experience is superior though.

>>3374016
It's in the OP

Stackleford is my spirit animal. Failures in different kinds of things.

>>3374018
WAIT
WHAT
NO
YOU CAN'T
WHAT

>>3374018
WHAT THE FUCK

>>3374018
Noooooooooo, God why?!

>>3374018
DID YOU JUST FUCKING KILL FAZIL

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>>3374018
What the FUCK

>>3374018
You will be avenged, Fazil.

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Fazil rubs his forehead where it's bandaged. There's a vicious bruise extending past the edge of the gauze -- his attacker nailed him point blank with a pretty powerful Airsoft gun. You sit across from him in the employee cafeteria at Darkbloom Analytics as he sips a mug of Turkish coffee. The stuff revolts you just looking at it, with unfiltered grounds floating around the sludgy surface, but it gives Fazil some much-needed succor in this trying time.

"It happened so quickly!" He says. "She came and fired at me -- and stole my belongings!"

"What did she take?" You ask.

"Simply my laptop."

You can't help seething at this -- and Fazil, seeing that, apologizes for upsetting you.

"It's not your fault," you say. "Not by a long shot. Listen -- did you file a police report?"

"Not yet. But believe me, I shall!"

"Hold on. What did this person look like?"

Fazil is animated. He motions with his hands. "She was the very picture of the upstanding citizen, Ala-bast-or. She wore the following: a conservative grey skirt and a button-down shirt, and black eyeglasses. She would have been perfectly suited to work in an office, or a nursing home. And yet she was the most frightening person I have ever seen! I knew from the moment I laid eyes upon her that evil lurked inside her heart. Her eyes were soulless and shifty!"

You nod. That sounds about right. One of Auburn Brantly's StuCo toadies, no doubt. That little turd is trying to ratfuck you. Or more accurately, Rose is. This incident has her stink all over it.

You give Fazil a reassuring smile. "You don't have to worry about it. I'll make sure you get your laptop back. There's no need to get the police involved right now."

"But Ala-bast-or -- this is my personal computer. There are things of a sensitive nature on it--"

You arch an eyebrow. You didn't picture Fazil as having urges like that. But, after all, he is a man.

"--Besides which, I have the latest episode of Thám Tử Chó on it -- and I was looking forward to watching it tonight!"

"...Tham what?"

Fazil frowns at you. "I have told you of this series multiple times. You have replied that you would 'give it a shot.' These are your words, verbatim."

Oh, yeah. The Vietnamese thing about the dogs who solve crimes. "I'm really busy," you say, "but I promise -- I'll try it out soon."

"Of course, Ala-bast-or, of course."

"You gonna be okay?" You ask. "I'll make sure your pay gets doubled for all this aggravation. I'm really sorry you had to go through this."

Fazil sips on the viscous slurry he calls coffee: "Do not worry about such things. I merely hope that the perpetrator is swiftly brought to justice. I am leaving it in your able hands."

You intend to do just that.

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>>3374018

>>3374018
NO FAZIL

>>3374038
DON'T FUCKING SCARE ME LIKE THAT

>>3374038
AVENGED

>>3374038
oh you son of a bitch

>>3374038
ROSE DID THIS?

OH THAT BITCH IS GOING TO PAY

>>3374038
Fuck you OP don't play like that.

>>3374038
Rose? Carnelia/Amber? Blue-haired Carnelia in disguise? I don't even know which red herring we're being pointed towards.

>>3374018

NO NO NO NO NO

WHAT HAVE WE DONE

>>3374074
Amber has no motive here, we were literally stealing those emails for her.

>>3374074
It'd make no sense for Amber to do it and Fazil would recognize Rose or Blue Camelia

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Rose is having a conversation with her mother when you arrive in her office.

"What a pleasant surprise," Charlotte says. "We were just talking about you."

Rose turns a shade of pink you rarely see.

"I guess my ears were burning," you laugh, masking the roiling rage within you for the sake of keeping up appearances. The last thing Charlotte needs to see is what you really intend to do with Rose right now. "What were you saying? Nothing bad, I hope."

"Oh, not at all," Charlotte says. "I was just telling Rose how nice it is to see the way you get on with each other now. It seems like only yesterday when you were always at each other's throats!"

"Gag me," Rose groans.

"Oh, don't be like that, dear," Charlotte says. "You should be thankful to have Alabaster in your life! I know -- I know I am... I'm very thankful..."

"Are you feeling all right, Mrs. Mallory?" You ask. Her eyes are getting misty and there seems to be a catch to her voice. You have a pretty good sense of this woman, and right now, something is amiss.

"It's fine, it's fine," she says. She sniffles and produces a tissue from her purse, to wipe her eyes.

"I'm not so sure," you counter. "You seem really sad for some reason."

She tents the fingers of one hand over her forehead and smiles a bittersweet smile: "It's so silly. Talking about old times with Rose just makes me -- oh, never mind. I should be going."

"Hold on -- really. What's the matter?"

This stops her from standing, and she settles back in her seat. "It's so terrible, Alabaster, I really shouldn't say... I'm so glad to have Scarlett back, and so happy for you... but now that you have your real mother -- however it happened -- I suppose you really don't need me to play at being your mother any longer, do you?" She cocks her head and gives you that same sad smile.

>>3374086
I like where this is going. Protect that smile, boys.

>>3374038

Nearly darkest timeline strikes again.

>>3374086
Hmm. Don't be an ass about this, Alabaster.

>>3374086
Is this Charlotte or Rose?? Either way, cute.

>>3374086
Charlotte is precious

Let's punch Rose in front of her

>>3374086
Aww that's so sad

We need to give Charlotte a hug

>>3374086
Does Charlotte really have no idea just how fucked the relationship between Alabaster and Rose is?

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You watch her for a moment with your cheek resting on your fist. This is a sensitive area and you know you have to tread carefully. But you know how to charm, too, when you need to: "It's all right. I'm sure she won't mind having joint custody."

Charlotte puts a hand on your knee. "Alabaster... you're a very silly boy, to tease an old woman like this."

"I'm not joking around," you insist. "Of course Mom is great... but you were a mother to me, too... at a time when I really needed it."

"I -- I see..."

"We're still a family, after all. As far as I'm concerned, you're equally my mother, too."

"Alabaster has two mommies," Rose mutters under her breath. You catch it, although Charlotte doesn't seem to.

"Of course," she says. Her smile now is brighter, and genuine. But then it turns sly. "Although -- there are downsides to that, as well..."

"What do you mean?" You ask.

"I was just telling Rose before you came in... since you two get along so well now, it's sort of convenient if you no longer have to bear the burden of being step-siblings. Right?"

It's hard to tell who chokes harder at this remark: you or Rose. Charlotte puts her hand to her lips and laughs daintily. "Forget I said anything. I suppose there's always room for the two of you to improve your relationship even further."

Rose stares at the ceiling tiles above, mortified. "Thanks for that mental image," she says. "But I should go get ready for my debrief with Chalmers tomorrow. I'm firing his useless ass."

She stands to go. Although she has her excuses, you know what she's really up to -- she's trying to avoid you.

[ ] Follow her.
[ ] Stay with Charlotte.

>>3374104
[X] Stay with Charlotte

>>3374104
>[x] Stay with Charlotte.

>>3374104
>[X] Stay with Charlotte.
Let's start raising those flags.

>>3374104
>[x] Stay with Charlotte.

>>3374104
>firing Chalmers
and thanks goodness for that

>[x] Stay with Charlotte.
I'm curious!

>>3374104
>[ ] Stay with Charlotte.

>>3374104
>[x] Stay with Charlotte.
THIS BETTER BE GOING WHERE I HOPE IT IS

>>3374104
>[X] Stay with Charlotte.

>>3374104
>[X] Stay with Charlotte.

She needs more screentime

>>3374104
[X] Charlotte time
We can beat Rose up later

>>3374104
>[x] Follow her.
I'd really rather we not NTR Saul though

>>3374104
>follow her
no time for that penis!

>>3374131
Oh wait I copied the wrong one
[x] Stay with Charlotte

>>3374131
I don't wanna NTR Saul either, but I do wanna see more of this dialogue.

>>3374131
>>3374139
Holy shit these faggots again

>>3374131
>I'd rather not NTR Saul
Whether or not we marry his daughter, or fuck his wife, there's no instance in which Saul wins. That said,
>[x] Stay with Charlotte
I mean, it's not like we'd fuck our own mother, right? Ahaha.

>>3374142
>I mean, it's not like we'd fuck our own mother, right? Ahaha.
Yeah, Alabaster would NEVER go that far right?

>>3374141
Saul saved our ass from prison, anon. We shouldn't repay that by fucking his wife.

>[x] Stay with Charlotte

Closing and writing!

>>3374104
>[x] Stay with Charlotte.

>>3374153
Not because he wanted to, but because based Charlotte told him to, he never even wanted to take us in after our parents died

I really hope this isn't a repeat of people not wanting to fuck Mom during season 1 cause Dad existed. That shit was annoying

>>3374172
I was plenty on board with banging mom, but Saul and Charlotte are just different, y'kno? At least for me, it just doesn't feel right.

>>3374172
This is a little different. Dad wasn’t a character. He was joke that read the paper. Saul is a character that regardless of why has pulled our ass out of the fire multiple times. Besides if we ruin this family it could actually hurt Rose. I

>>3374172

The difference is that Dad, while a pillar of support for the family, wasn't a character with an established persona and therefore guilt-inducing. The situation was also instigated by Mom, who was in a position to know that Dad would have been fine with it. Saul and Charlotte have both done a lot for Alabaster, so introducing an NTR scenario would make Alabaster a generally bad person instead of merely an asshole.

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>[x] Stay with Charlotte.

Rose disappears from the office, down the hall and towards the elevators. You watch her go, and the look you share with her plainly indicates that you're not done with her just yet. She will have to answer for the crimes she orchestrated.

"I apologize for getting over-emotional," Charlotte tells you. "I didn't mean to add any more distress to what you must be feeling already. I'm so terrible!"

"Not at all," you say. "Actually, I'm glad to know you still want me!"

She blushes. "But of course I do... why wouldn't I?"

"I know I'm a pain in the ass," you say. "It's kind of my gimmick. Between all the crazy things going on recently, and all this trouble with the FBI..."

You know how to get Charlotte going, all right -- how to divert her attention from morose thoughts and towards something more productive. She puts her fist in her palm: "The FBI can go screw themselves! We honestly live in a police state nowadays, Alabaster. It's obscene what they've done to you. And to this company... and Cerise, and Whitney..."

"I agree. I totally agree."

"Those bootlicking pigs are going to get a taste of my boot soon enough. Oh how I'm going to love seeing the look on that smug Noelle Keki's face when the judge grants our injunction against her and her cronies! She'll regret the day she ever crossed Charlotte Mallory!"

Charlotte and Saul have been spearheading the effort, aided by a retinue of fellow attorneys, to forcibly end the FBI investigation into Darkbloom Analytics. Unfortunately, those efforts seem to be going nowhere -- but Charlotte is more enthusiastic than anyone.

You ask when the next court date is, and she tells you that it's only next week -- immediately following the StuCo election, coincidentally. And even more coincidentally:

"September 23rd..." you mutter. "That's Cerise's birthday."

Her eyes go wide. "Of course! I nearly forgot. How awful of me... remind me, how old is she going to be?"

"26."

"Oh, to be young again..." she says wistfully. You have a feeling Cerise would strongly disagree with the characterization. She's dreading the date.

"Have you gotten her anything?" She asks.

"Err -- no. Not yet, that is..."

She swats your arm playfully. "Alabaster! You can't put these things off to the last minute. Especially since she spent her last birthday in the hospital... you need to show her how much she matters to you."

You rub the back of your head. "I guess you're right... see? This is the kind of mom stuff I still need you for."

She smiles warmly. Then, suddenly, she grabs her purse and stands up. "Well?" She says. "Let's go."

"Huh?"

"I know you quite well, Alabaster! I know if I don't take you right away, you'll forget. So I need to make sure you do this."

[ ] Let's go, then.
[ ] Let's take Mom, too.
[ ] I need to take a rain check. [help Amber with debate prep OR catch up with Gal/Cerise and strategize next steps.]

>>3374241
[x] Let's take Mom, too.

>>3374241
>[X] Let's go, then.
YOU FUCKERS BETTER NOT RUIN THIS.

>>3374241

>[ ] Let's take Mom, too.

>>3374241
> [x] I need to take a rain check. [help Amber with debate prep]
Can we ensure she doesn't let us forget though?

>>3374241
>[x] I need to take a rain check. [help Amber with debate prep]
>>3374255
What this anon said. We are not gonna miss out on shopping with the MILFs, but StuCo is much more important.

>>3374241
>[ ] Let's take Mom, too.

>>3374241
>[x] I need to take a rain check. [help Amber with debate prep OR catch up with Gal/Cerise and strategize next steps.]
>[x] Amber/StuCo
We have to set a date for this though. We've gotta promise, hand on heart.

>>3374241
>[x] Let's take Mom, too.

>>3374241
>>3374255
Concur

>>3374241
[X] Let's take mom too

>>3374241
>[X] Let's go, then.
Let's go shopping with "Mom"!

>>3374241
>[X] Let's take Mom, too
>>3374258
Nothing is more important than shopping with MILFs, Anon.

>>3374241
>[x] I need to take a rain check. [help Amber with debate prep]
As fun as this sounds, I need more Amber

>>3374241
>[ ] Let's take Mom, too.

>>3374261
Changing to
>[ ] I need to take a rain check. [help Amber with debate prep OR catch up with Gal/Cerise and strategize next steps.]
If we want to make sure Rose pays for what she did we can't slack off

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>>3374241
>[x] Let's take Mom, too.

>>3374172
Dad was a non-character. Saul is a guy who despite his dislike for Alabaster has saved our ass multiple times, and has been pretty fuckin funny at times too.

>>3374241
>[x] Let's go, then.
Fuck it.

>>3374241
>[X] Let's go, then.

>>3374186
I mean if it's not you tastes that's fine, to each there own but you gotta remember It's fuck quest man, you gotta sit back and enjoy the fuck part sometimes

>>3374190
>This is a little different. Dad wasn’t a character. He was joke that read the paper.
That doesn't make it any less fucked up that we fucked are married mother anon

>Saul is a character that regardless of why has pulled our ass out of the fire multiple times
The reasons behind the actions are just as important as the actions themselves

>Besides if we ruin this family it could actually hurt Rose.
Then lets make sure he doesn't find out then

>>3374212
>but Saul pulled our ass out of the fire (no pun intended) on more than one occasion
But only out of obligation

>>3374222
>The situation was also instigated by Mom, who was in a position to know that Dad would have been fine with it
Oh so if Charlotte instigates or excepts it should be fine then

>so introducing an NTR scenario would make Alabaster a generally bad person instead of merely an asshole.
Uh, yeah? We did the same shit with Stackleford and rubbed salt in the wound. He's a pretty fucked up person anon

>>3374297
You can't really equate Stackleford with the future grandfather of at least one of our children, Anonymous-dono.

>[x] Let's take Mom, too.

Right down to the wire, but this squeaks by with the win. Let's go shopping with our literal MILFs.

>>3374241
>[x] I need to take a rain check. [help Amber with debate prep]

>>3374186
>>3374190
>>3374222
>>3374290
Like clockwork

>>3374304
We breed only with Smatters. It's canon.

>>3374310
WHY WERE YOU LATE

Oh well.

>>3374308
>>3374310
Fukou da!

>>3374304
>Implying Stackleford isn't our time traveling father in this timeline

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>>3374319

>>3374320
I mean, he IS a muscle Chad now, remember? Could be worse.

>>3374316
>>3374318
Sorry anons. But hey it's hard to be upset at spending some time with the MILFs. This was a win win scenario desu

>>3374325
I'm not upset about milf-time, don't get me wrong. But I still have a residual >:T

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>>3374319
>>3374324

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>>3374320
>Alabaster, I am your father
>No, NOOOOO

>>3374325
>But hey it's hard to be upset at spending some time with the MILFs. This was a win win scenario
Very true

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So anons what are you doing tonight?

I'm finally finishing part 6

>>3374324
>Could be worse
Not unless he somehow managed to sweat his shit taste out of his genes on the treadmill

>>3374349
Kaguya and Index soon, then finally getting around to checking Girls und Panzer off my backlog. Also plotting comeuppance for one of my party members actually taking a Glabrezu up on his offer for a new arm.

>>3374349
Taking a break from Sekiro. The first FromSoft game I'm going through completely fucking blind and it's kicking my fucking ass.

>>3374349
God I hate how that scene was both really cool and really stupid

>>3374297

If Charlotte and Saul were both fine with it then there's no problem with Milf Route 2: Judgment Day, but that hardly seems in character. The Stackleford incident was an entirely different case because he wasn't in a relationship with Whitney, and even then had wide-reaching negative ramifications that wound up making Ally a better person afterwards.

Okay, so.
After this whole StuCo thing, assuming Camelia hasn't inadvertently manipulated us into helping her lead a literal student revolt, we're getting some damn answers out of her, right?

>>3374366
Doesn't that sum up Jojo perfectly

>>3374367
>The Stackleford incident was an entirely different case because he wasn't in a relationship with Whitney, and even then had wide-reaching negative ramifications that wound up making Ally a better person afterwards
The fact that we rubbed it in his face knowing full well he was in love with her still makes Alabaster a terrible person. Also how did it have far reaching consequences? The only thing that happened was that Cerise was mad at us for a bit and that only happened cause every single anons brain decided not to work that day. Alabaster becoming a better person was a competently separate event from that

>>3374390
I'm assume she'll tell us as soon as we give her the dick and us helping her we'll at least get us a lot closer to that

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>[x] Let's take Mom, too.

"This was a splendid idea," Charlotte says, as you and she step out of the car to reconvene with Mom, who's just pulling up in the space behind. You've all come to an upscale, open-air shopping mall to begin with.

You watch with more than a little bemusement as Mom struggles to parallel park. She pulls up alongside Charlotte's car, then cuts the wheels hard to reverse, but ends up at an awkward angle. She pulls out and tries again.

Charlotte cups a hand over her mouth. "If you like, I can pull forward to give you some space!"

Mom's shouted reply is mostly muted from the interior of her SUV: "I don't need help!"

Charlotte giggles, and whispers to you: "She is so headstrong sometimes."

"Sometimes?" You smirk.

Charlotte gives you the side-eye and puts a finger to her lips as if to say: "Shh."

Mom finally gets parked well enough -- by her reckoning, anyway. As she gets out of the car, you point at the ground. "The meter maids can ticket you if you're more than 18 inches from the curbside."

Mom circles the car in a huff and glances down. "I'm more than close enough!" She insists.

"Are you blind? Do I need to get out a tape measure here?"

"Oh, and you make a habit of carrying around a tape measure, then? It's not going to get any longer even if you keep measuring it, young man!"

Charlotte intervenes: "Now, you two. Stop it. Let's not ruin such a beautiful afternoon with fighting."

Mom blows a stray strand of hair from her face, pouting. "In any case, if I get a ticket, I expect that my billionaire son would be happy to pick up the tab."

"Criminals don't learn if they never have to face the consequences," you say.

"Criminal!" Mom sputters. "For parking a bit too far--"

"What do you suppose Cerise would like for her birthday?" Charlotte asks, laying a hand on Mom's shoulder and leaning in. "It should be something really special, don't you agree?"

"Of course," Mom says. "Cerise deserves only the best. She knows how to be appreciative and loving towards her mother. Unlike some people!"

"I've got a few ideas," you say.

Mom and Charlotte both seem surprised at that -- the idea you could be a thoughtful little brother.

"She wants to do her stream again," you say. "You know, the one with the electronics mods? So she'll need to upgrade her PC... and she should have a car of her own, one that's not such a beater, so we should swing by the dealership, too... and of course -- again for the stream -- we should get her a few outfits, too."

Mom blinks. "My... oh my goodness," she finally says.

"I don't--" you begin, but she cuts you off by drawing you into an enormous hug. She presses your face against her voluptuous chest and ruffles your hair.

"What the hell," you say, voice muffled by her body.

"You actually learned how to take care of your sister!" Mom says. "It took you long enough!"

When you finally manage to break free of her grip, you see that Charlotte is watching on approvingly, hand to her cheek.

>>3374416
>It's not going to get any longer even if you keep measuring it
heh

>>3374416
See? At this rate we have a chance of turning Alabaster into a real human being and a real hero

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>>3374416
Perfection

>>3374416
>When you finally manage to break free of her grip, you see that Charlotte is watching on approvingly, hand to her cheek.
Did someone say "Ara, ara"? Cuz I could've sworn I heard some say "Ara, ara."

>>3374416
This shit warms my heart

>>3374416
>"Are you blind? Do I need to get out a tape measure here?"
Good bants, Mom
It's nice to see Ally being a good person today, too :)

>>3374416
Man. I almost forgot Alabaster can sometimes be a good person.

>>3374416
Can we please fuck our mum again? She's still best girl.

>>3374457
/thread

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Holy shit I'm late! I'm so busy working on my own quest that I nearly missed the best quest on the platform!

>>3374416

Has this suddenly become Fuck Quest: Milf Hunter edition?

I'm all for it, rev up those Ara Ara~ machince boys!

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Mom and Charlotte try to steer you towards an upscale women's clothing boutique at the corner of one of the mall's many cobblestone intersections -- the kind of place that charges $500 for a pair of boots -- but you know you won't find the sorts of outfits that Cerise would need for her stream here. You beckon them on, towards a hidden little shop further down, a place called Fōtsūwan, that specializes in the sorts of outlandish cosplay-style outfits that Cerise prefers for her livestreams. The maid getup is fine, but she's going to need some variety too, in the era of Twitch thots.

"This place seems a little shady," Mom says.

"I have to agree with Scarlett," Charlotte says. "The clothes here seem a bit... risque?"

"You'd better not be trying to turn your sister into a prostitute!" Mom says.

"Nothing like that," you say gruffly. "I'm not looking to buy her anything pornographic, just... cute. There's a lot of cute outfits here too." You run your hands along the racks and come up with one at random. Bad choice. It's a revealing one-piece with built-in fishnets and a devil tail with heart-shaped tip: a succubus costume.

Charlotte blushes. Mom frowns deeply.

It's quite small, smaller than Cerise would be able to fit into, although you make a mental note of it as you put it back. There's someone else who it might be good for.

"Anyway, clothes shopping is a little difficult without her being here, isn't it?" Mom says. "Pants and shoes and such -- those are simple things... but full costumes like these really need to be fitted."

"That's no problem," you say. "You're just about the same size as she is. If it fits you, it'll probably fit her too."

Mom is embarrassed beyond words, literally, at the suggestion. She casts her eyes around the tiny shop, eyeing bunnygirl suits and seifuku and candy-colored dresses. The thought of wearing these things is more than uncomfortable. She's speechless.

Charlotte titters. "Now, don't be such a prude," she says, relishing the chance to needle her aunt. "Alabaster is right. There are some cute outfits here, too. You'd look adorable modeling them!"

"Come to think of it," you say, idly rummaging through the racks, "you're about the same size, too, aren't you?"

Charlotte chokes on her own laughter. "M-me?"

"Yes you."

"Couldn't be--"

You shake your head. "It'll save us a lot of time here if you fit a few of them on, too."

Mom grins smugly at her. "Yes, Charlotte -- it will be much more efficient!"

Now it's her turn to look uncertainly all about at the costumes and the fate that awaits her.

(Please wait warmly)

>>3374514
oh fuck oh boy oh god

>>3374514
>Fōtsūwan
OP...

>>3374514
oh god oh boy oh fuck

>>3374520
This took me way longer than necessary. What the fuck OP.

>>3374514

I want to succumb to Cerise's cheap twitch thot appeal! I really want to!

>There's someone else who it might be good for.

We could save some money and just get Whitney to stop hiding her succubus tail.

>>3374514
It has begun.

>>3374514
>(Please wait warmly)
I fucking love you OP

>>3374529
Or we could give it to Alex.

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>>3374514

>Two milfs at the same time.

Good god OP, my dick was ready for a lot, but it wasn't ready for this!

>>3374529
>>3374536
It's obviously for Makoto. Wherever she is, she must also rape.

>>3374514
>(please wait warmly)
I'll accept but I'm skeptical of the setup

>(Please wait warmly)
Lovely.

>>3374520
>>3374527
I don't get

>>3374514
I have been waiting for this for so long. It feels like a dream

>>3374549
Fō tsū wan = Four Two One.

>>3374561
Ohhh. Never would've guessed that

>>3374559
>I have been waiting for this for so long. It feels like a dream
Same here brother. It's a dream I never want to wake up from

>>3374514
This brings me joy

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>>3374514

>>3374514
>"Anyway, clothes shopping is a little difficult without her being here, isn't it?" Mom says. "Pants and shoes and such -- those are simple things... but full costumes like these really need to be fitted."
>"That's no problem," you say. "You're just about the same size as she is. If it fits you, it'll probably fit her too."

Huh. I was thinking that Cerise was a more slender version of her mother.

>>3374604
Same Mom is definitely more filled out than Cerise, I just assume Alabaster was looking for an excuse to get them to dress up and Mom didn't want to refute the compliment

>>3374514
Man so if this is going down then we're actually gonna fuck Cerise last no matter what. I would've that those 2 would at least come after her

>>3374648
>implying penetration is going to happen
I sincerely doubt it, but at least it might end up being a doorway later.

>>3374648
>>3374658
I've always found it ridiculous how we fucked our mom before our sister

>>3374349
Doing and feeling the exact same things and feels that >>3374365 anon is, and I'm loving every single failure-filled second of it.

How many of us are playing Sekiro while we wait warmly to lewd our mums?

>>3374666
we've tried. That's what matters at the end.

>>3374821
yeah...

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Cerise is maybe a size or two smaller than either Mom or Charlotte, so with that in mind, you have to find things that fit them snugly. Mom is first up to bat: literally. She comes out of the dressing room wearing a different succubus outfit, one that's not so utterly horny. It rather resembles Morrigan from the Darkstalkers series, with bright pink leggings and horns, and tiny bat wings on the back. Of course, then, even if it's not so sexual, the costume isn't exactly chaste either. The upper half of it is more like a bodice, and small -- even for a woman who'd fit it properly -- so with Mom stuffed into it, her tits are mashed together and almost overflowing from the top. In fact the entire outfit presses and pinches into her skin wherever there's a hem, leaving her limbs and butt looking much fuller even than usual. You're her son, so you wouldn't think of her in that way -- but you can at least, dispassionately, ascertain that she's pretty fucking hot to anyone who isn't her close blood relative.

Speaking of close blood relatives, you'll love seeing Cerise wear this. And maybe fucking her in it, too.

Mom rubs her elbow and stares at the ground.

"That looks nice," you say happily, "I think it'll be perfect for Cerise's persona on the stream. She is kind of like a devil, the way she treats those poor Furbys..."

Mom glances up at you. "This is so odd. I haven't worn an outfit like this in years -- and only then for Halloween."

"That's too bad. The world's missing out."

Her face flushes, and you realize yourself. Clearing your throat with a fist to your mouth, you move on to practical matters: "How does the fit feel?"

"Tight. A little too tight..."

"That's just perfect. It'll fit Cerise really well, then--"

You stop as Charlotte walks out of her dressing room now. Mom sniggers: "weren't we just talking about the slutty bunny from North High?"

"Y-you--!" Charlotte gasps. "Don't make this any worse!" She's so shy and uncertain that she seems about ready to crawl out of her skin.

The bunny costume is even tighter on Charlotte than the devil costume is on Mom. That's only to be expected, though -- Charlotte is a little plumper, after all. (Like mother, like daughter.) It's the archetypal example of such an outfit, sleek red polyester accentuating her own enormous tits, dark pantyhose making her thick legs even more alluring, fuck-me pumps bringing her up to about your height and cotton tail that you just wanna squeeze. The pointy ears on top of her head, one kinked at a 90 degree angle, complete the look.

>>3374842
gonna run to urgent care for an eye/ear bacterial infection
goop running out of my eye and pretty bad ear pains

i'll be reading the warmly awaited text later or while i'm there if it takes too long

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>>3374842
>you can at least, dispassionately, ascertain that she's pretty fucking hot to anyone who isn't her close blood relative.
>Speaking of close blood relatives, you'll love seeing Cerise wear this. And maybe fucking her in it, too.

>>3374851
Hopefully the curse doesn't get you too bad, anon. Godspeed.

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Although Charlotte is your cousin (none times removed), and also your surrogate mother, you feel less abashed at appreciating her womanly beauty for exactly what it is. So much less so, in fact, that you do what only comes naturally: you touch her fluffy tail. The last time you did such a thing, to that "smug Noelle Keki" Charlotte so hates, you got a violently angry reaction. This time is no different: Charlotte tenses, then slugs your shoulder.

"Alabaster!" She says. "That's indecent!"

"Sorry," you allow. "Force of habit, rabbit."

"I don't like the way you're looking at her," Mom avers. "Charlotte is my niece, Alabaster. That makes her your cousin!"

Charlotte turns to Mom. "That won't stop him. You should see the way he eyes Rose."

"Oh, I'm quite well aware of that," Mom says. "It's unnatural!"

"Well," Charlotte says, not keen to go that far, "they're not full cousins. They're one generation removed, so that's less--"

"Excuse me," you cut in, "but I think you've got the wrong idea about me and Rose--"

"No we don't!" They snap in unison, hands on hips, looking back at you. Great: you've got a bunny and a succubus mad at you.

However, this diversion has a happy if unintended side effect: Mom and Charlotte are less embarrassed to be modeling for you. Somehow, presenting a united front against your insistent perversion has galvanized them to see this through to the end.

Mom comes out next in a gothic Lolita dress that almost makes your heart melt at the gap moe -- but you nix it, figuring Vivian wouldn't like Cerise crimping her style. Charlotte comes out in a schoolgirl uniform, the kind you'd find a 90s anime, and the skirt leaves her with a zettai ryouiki about the breadth of Siberia, her milky thighs almost as white as the tundra. You reject that one, too -- it's a bit excessive.

Mom slips into some kind of futuristic military jumper, like what you'd find on a mech pilot. It hugs her curves tenaciously, so much that you see her protruding nipples. You reject it on the rationale that Cerise would get way too overheated wearing that for the duration of a show.

Charlotte is out next in an actual military uniform -- camo vest, pants, jackboots, even a fake assault rifle. "Bang, bang, pow," she says playfully, pointing it at you. "You're dead."

You clutch your heart and feign falling over. "Ack! Betrayed by my own mother!"

Mom narrows her eyes. "Your mother?" She says.

"Uh..."

"Now Scarlett, don't be jealous. I did raise him for a few years, after all."

She shrugs. "Jealous? Who said anything about jealous. I'm not jealous. I'm just saying that -- between the two of us -- you're kind of a shabby mother, aren't you?"

>>3374851
THE CURSE

Get will, Anonymous-dono.

>>3374842
Big oofing here.

>>3374857
I am pleased.

>>3374857
Uh oh.

>>3374842
It begins

>You're her son, so you wouldn't think of her in that way
>Speaking of close blood relatives, you'll love seeing Cerise wear this. And maybe fucking her in it, too.
Sasuga Alabaster

>>3374857
hoo boy, here we go

>>3374857
Oh no

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"Shabby?" Charlotte spits. "Just what do you mean--"

"I raised four sterling children, didn't I? Meanwhile, you produced -- that horrible daughter of yours. The truth is obvious, isn't it?" She stands proudly with arms akimbo, the motion of striking that pose making her tits jiggle invitingly. You try and fail not to stare.

Charlotte is scowling indignantly. This is going to turn into a shouting match if you don't do something.

"What happened to not ruining this beautiful afternoon with fighting?" You try. "Let's not argue, huh?"

"Of course," Charlotte says, smiling. "I'll let it go. Just as long as you correct the record."

"The record--"

"Tell Scarlett what a wonderful mother I've been for you, please."

This is a grave you dug for yourself. You gulp. You explain as your mother's eyes get narrower and narrower: "Yeah. She's been really great -- I mean -- you're also great -- you're BOTH great -- what I'm trying to say, is -- is --"

"Exactly," Charlotte says. "Neither of us is a better mother than the other one!"

A rope ladder thrown down into the grave -- thank you, Charlotte. You agree whole-heatedly: "Yes. Neither of you are better..."

Mom seems at least willing to accept this. Except then Charlotte just has to add:

"Of course, I'm much cuter. I make these outfits look a lot better than poor old Scarlett does."

"Oh, please," Mom says. "I'm sorry, Charlotte, but you need to eat a little less Ben & Jerry's if you want to make a habit of dressing like this..." She pinches Charlotte's thigh. Charlotte jumps back and points the toy gun at Mom as if ready to fire for real. "I've always been the beauty between the two of us," Mom continues, "even all the way back to grade school."

"This isn't grade school anymore, dear," Charlotte says. "I'm sorry, but age is taking its toll on you..."

A conversation between two women is getting to a critical point when both their statements start receiving the preface, "I'm sorry, but..."

"You can correct the record here, too," Charlotte tells you.

"Not going there," you say.

"That's all right," Mom says. She whispers as if trying to keep this between the two of you, but makes sure to do it loudly enough that Charlotte can overhear: "I know you don't want to hurt the poor fatty's feelings."

Charlotte smiles. It's the smile you've seen on Rose, right before she ties you down. "Don't worry, Alabaster. I don't need you to defend me. I can see the effect my body is having on you quite well..." she glances down at your pants, just briefly, then back up: "of course, Scarlett's decrepit old body is leaving you cold."

"It's not --" Mom begins, but then she catches herself. Charlotte, clearly, is a lot more open to the idea of turning you on -- Mom isn't willing to compete with her on that point. As horrible as it is, you know this was just a bit of gamesmanship; it's the subtle way Charlotte wins an argument, by bringing her opponent into unfamiliar territory. Like mother, like daughter...

>>3374851
Godspeed anon!

>>3374857
>"I'm just saying that -- between the two of us -- you're kind of a shabby mother, aren't you?"
Oh boy

>>3374857

Do I see a big titty cat-fight a brewing?

>>3374857
>Mother jealousy
I've been waiting for this

>>3374882
Ohhh fuck.

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>"Of course," Charlotte says, smiling. "I'll let it go. Just as long as you correct the record."

>"The record--"

>"Tell Scarlett what a wonderful mother I've been for you, please."

Oh yes I do!

>>3374882
>>3374517

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"I'll be in the changing room," Mom mutters, leaving. Although you notice that she chooses out an extremely revealing cocktail dress for the next round. Maybe she is open to this level of competition, after all.

Charlotte picks out a sweater that's very... well, very Charlotte. It's not much different at all from the usual fare she wears, except for this: it's got a heart-shaped portal in the chest. She holds it up to her body. "What do you think, honey?"

"It's maybe a bit too much."

She twirls and faces a full-length mirror, still holding it up, considering it. "A bit too much is good," she purrs. "If you don't like it for Cerise, maybe I'll keep this one for me."

She goes into her own booth now. Alone again, you awkwardly shop the racks -- anything to take your mind off such awkwardness. Loath as you are to think so, Charlotte is right to an extent... her body does things to you. Maybe it's just the resemblance to Rose. They're eerily similar. But worse yet, Charlotte is decidedly wrong about the other point. Mom's body isn't leaving you cold.

It's a horrifying thought. Plenty of girls have called you a dog, recently, and maybe they're right.

Thinking this ruefully, you pull some hangers apart -- and are startled beyond measure to find her squatting there, hidden among the clothes.

>>3374882
>"For the record, I think you've both look gorgeous in all the outfits you've tried on today"

>>3374882
>Charlotte smiles. It's the smile you've seen on Rose, right before she ties you down
Kek

> "Don't worry, Alabaster. I don't need you to defend me. I can see the effect my body is having on you quite well..." she glances down at your pants, just briefly, then back up: "of course, Scarlett's decrepit old body is leaving you cold."
Damn, I didn't expect to be hard before the actual lewd began

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>>3374857
>>3374882

What kind of person tries to arouse their first cousin?

>>3374905
It's Amber, right? Or are we going full flashback with Renee?

>>3374914
My kinda person

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"Camelia!" You choke.

"Shh!" She hisses, finger to her lips. She's wearing an outfit that's about as slutty as any on offer in this store -- tanktop with no bra (what else?), ultra-short jean shorts, and sandals. She's got a dumdum in her mouth. She pulls it out with a wet plop. "Anyway, how many times do I have to tell you? Call me Amber, for fuck's sake."

"What are you doing here?"

"You were supposed to come help me prep for the debate. Are you constitutionally incapable of not being a dickwad, or what?"

"I'm busy, goddamn it. I'll come soon, all ri-- wait." You eye her suspiciously. "How did you even know I'd be here?"

"Duhhh. You ever hear that song, This Land is Your Land?"

"Huh?"

She begins to sing, swinging her arms back and forth like someone at a hoedown: "This mom is your mom, this mom is my mom... from the thick-ass butt-crack, to the big old tit-rack..."

"Jesus fucking Christ."

"I texted her. She told me where you were at." She sucks on her lollipop, rubbing it against the back of her tongue. "Are you coming or not? Or are you just gonna date my mom all night. Are you my new daddy, mister?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J6UG1Jlwiow

>>3374919
!!!

>>3374919
MY DICK
MY ABSOLUTE DICK

>>3374919
>Are you my new daddy, mister?
I will be soon, if my dick has any say in the matter.

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>>3374919
>Are you my new daddy, mister?
Yes

>>3374919
Oh shit, and here I was expecting Rose for some reason

>>3374930
Well we're getting Oyakodon all the same

>>3374930
You need to re-calibrate your FQ-trometer there anon. It had to be Amber.

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"I'll be there. Fuck. Why are you hiding, anyway?"

She shrugs. "I dunno. Cloak and dagger shit just kinda comes natural to me. Oh fuck--!"

She grabs the costumes on the rack and pulls them over her like drapery. You stand and turn just in time to see Charlotte coming out.

"Well?" She says.

Talk about sweater puppies. That thing is more than a couple sizes too small, and you can actually see the edges of her areolas. Why she decided to forego her bra mystifies you. It wasn't necessary.

"It's... good," you say, gulping.

"Good... good." She steps closer. Your nostrils fill with her perfume. Distantly, from Mom's dressing room, you hear thudding -- she's still struggling to get out of that tiny jumper.

Charlotte lays a palm on your chest. "You know, it's true... you do look at me kind of... how should I say this."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry, dear. I know why. I remind you of Rose, don't I."

You say nothing.

"It's okay. You and her -- have you already -- oh, don't think about lying. I know you two must have."

"We haven't done anything like that," you lie.

She frowns. "That's quite hard to believe. Are you certain?"

"Certain I'm certain."

"Why not?"

"Why not?" You repeat. "We're c--"

"Nervous? Intimidated? I know Rose can be a very intimidating girl..."

Her tits are mashing up against you now. She's staring wanly up at you. "Or maybe you need some experience first."

You shake your head dumbly.

"I've been putting on all these lewd outfits and filling your head with all these thoughts, it's really quite unfair, isn't it? It's okay. You can tell me."

"Mrs. Mallory..."

"I'll be in my dressing room."

[ ] Follow her.
[ ] This is a bad idea -- you can find another outlet for your needs right now. Make your excuses and leave with Amber.

>>3374943
>[x] This is a bad idea -- you can find another outlet for your needs right now. Make your excuses and leave with Amber.

>>3374943
>[x] Follow her.

>>3374943
>[x] This is a bad idea -- you can find another outlet for your needs right now. Make your excuses and leave with Amber.

>>3374943
>[x] This is a bad idea -- you can find another outlet for your needs right now. Make your excuses and leave with Amber.

>>3374943
>[X] Follow her.
THERE IS LITERALLY NO MAN WHO CAN RESIST THAT

>>3374943
Throughout three seasons.... THREE ENTIRE SEASONS of Fuck Quest, and this has been the ONLY choice I am paralyzed by!

DAMN YOU OP!!!!!!!!!!!!

>>3374943
>[x] Follow her.
+/-

>>3374943
>>[x] This is a bad idea -- you can find another outlet for your needs right now. Make your excuses and leave with Amber.

>>3374943
>[X] Follow her.

>Amberfags trying to mess up a new fug
WHY? We can fuck her later

>>3374943
Only if Saul is okay with it

>>3374966
It's the only time I've actively (and consciously) voted against a lewd because it's a VERIFIABLY BAD IDEA.

Also I want more Amber now, now maybe tomorrow.

>>3374943
>[X] Follow her.

Guys what happens if we force a tie?

>>3374943
>[x] This is a bad idea -- you can find another outlet for your needs right now. Make your excuses and leave with Amber.

>>3374981
We follow her and take Amber

>>3374943
>[X] This is a bad idea -- you can find another outlet for your needs right now. Make your excuses and leave with Amber.

Do NOT NTR our lawyer

>>3374981
The only winning move is not to play. We've played. Too late.

>>3374943
>[X] Follow her.
I've wanted to fuck her since season please don't ruin this anons

>>3374943
[ ] This is a bad idea -- you can find another outlet for your needs right now. Make your excuses and leave with Amber.
If Amber wasn't there, I would go in a heartbeat

>>3374943
I said I wouldn't, but,
>[x] Follow her.
Guys, I can't fucking resist
We HAVE to do this

>>3374943
>[ ] This is a bad idea -- you can find another outlet for your needs right now. Make your excuses and leave with Amber.

This could also be a trap where she uses the fact that we tried to counter bump with her as justification that we shouldn't be with Rose.

>>3374943

>[ x] Follow her.

It's to late for anything else lads. We have to commit.

>>3374943
>[X] Follow her.

>>3374970
>>Amberfags trying to mess up a new fug
Yes, let's totally fuck the counter by clearing it with no Cerise, retard.

>>3374986
>>3374991
These are the best defenses of not fucking Charlotte I've seen so far.
I'm pro-Saul, as far as characters go, and I'd capitulate here, for certain, but I'm a contrarian.
>[x] Follow her.

I'm a man with self-destructive tendencies.

>>3374997
I was under the impression she was just gonna jerk us off or something

>>3374943
>[x] Amber

>>3374976
On one hand, Charlotte is verifiably down to fuck, with zero doubt in my mind.

On the other, I am obliged to fulfill past obligations, so going with Amber is something that needs to be done.

It would be most satisfying to ask to pick this up later without.... as many complications.

>>3374986
Not only our lawyer, but an overprotective father figure with a passion for shotguns.

>>3374943
>[X] Follow her.

>>3374997
If you genuinely believe the counter size won't increase you're delusional

>>3375012
If you genuinely believe there won't be TERRIBLE CONSEQUENCES, you're delusional.

>>3374970
I don't want to fuck her, I'm afraid of her.

>>3375007
This has been discussed before, directly from OP Studios. Saul likes the idea behind the Second Amendment more than the guns themselves.

I guess we don't have a choice!

What comes next is going to be an extremely warm wait. It'll be the last post(s) of the night, I think, and after this, the episode will have to continue Sunday night. So please bear with me! Let's all do our best!

>>3374943
>[x] Follow her.

>>3375016
I'm prepared to commit a crime.

>>3375016
aaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

>>3375012
While I don't support it at this time, we might just get a separate MOMS FUCKED counter

>>3375007
On the one hand I feel like Saul would have done the same thing when he was our age. But on the other hand that hardly makes it right. On the other hand... No, there is no other hand. TRAAAAAAAAAAADITION

>>3374943
[X] Follow her.

>>3375016
Bad end incoming

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>>3375016
>no choice
>extremely warm wait

>>3375013
If you're talking about Saul, then sure that's a possibility but it definetly won't effect the counter, OP has never done anything like that

Also people thought there would be "TERRIBLE CONSEQUENCES" for fucking Mom in season 1 or Vivian after David told us not to in season 2 but it all ended all right

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>>3375016
I chose this fate
I have no regrets

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It took me five days, but I did it.
I've caught up.
And dear god. . .
You've all ruined me.

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>>3375016

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>>3375016
>I guess we don't have a choice!
I voted for it, and I already regret it.

>>3375033
Welcome, brother. You came in at a great time.

>>3375033
Welcome to f*** Quest. It's a thing of beauty. I hope you enjoy your stay!

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>>3375016
YES!

THANK YOU /fq?

>>3375033
We're proud of you, Anonymous-dono.

>>3375030
>it definitly won't effect the counter
Literally not the point. And there have been PLENTY of opportunities for things to go wrong throughout these two seasons.

>>3375033
Welcome newfriend! Here's your complimentary soda and loli. Enjoy your stay.

>>3375033
Did you read season 1 and 2 or just season 2? I'd be very impressed if you could pull that off the former in just 5 days

>>3375037
>>3375038
>>3375040
>>3375043

Thanks, I'm overjoyed to be in the company of degenerates such as yourselves.

Let's fuck this milf.

>>3375050
Don't be so surprised I did it in 7. That with seasons 1, 2, and some of 3.

>>3375050
Do not underestimate the willpower of a person with an overabundance of free time, and a searingly hot new fascination. 100k word count aside, with enough drive and freetime, you can clear that in a solid day, maybe two, if you're left uninterrupted.

>>3375050
I think I managed season 1 in the better part of a week, but that week happened to be the week before finals, so my time was somewhat limited.

>>3375050
Seasons 1, 2, and 3.
Season 1 was alright.
Season 2 is a fucking roller coaster ride gone off the rails.
Season 3 so far is pretty chill, but I can't wait for it to get fucked up.

>>3375040
>Literally not the point
That was one of the other guys arguments anon. And I know there has been consequences during this quest I just don't think this one is going to instantly get us killed

>>3374943
>[X] Follow her.
I know I'm late, but I still want it on the record.

>>3375050
That's actually not as hard as you'd think, if you have enough free time.

I made the mistake of marathoning through MGNQ over the course of two weeks. That was far more time consuming.

>>3375063
>instantly killed
Nope, just cut us off from any further chance at financial support, worsen our relationship with Rose in every conceivable way. and add another enemy to our already over-populated list, that's all.

>>3375059
(taking a brief break from writing here) -- I reread season 1 to prepare myself for writing season 2, and was surprised to find that I could clear it in about two days' worth of taking exorbitantly long bathroom breaks at work. It's got a big word count (not sure on the exact length of season 1, but it's gotta be comparable to season 2)... but it's quite simply written, owing to the fact that it was mostly done extemporaneously, and goes down easy.

>>3375054
>>3375059
I wasn't going at it full neet life but I spent the majority of my time reading through the past 2 seasons in preparation for this one and it took me a month

>>3375071
You.
You are a thing of beauty and I wish to emulate you.

>>3374943
>[x ] This is a bad idea -- you can find another outlet for your needs right now. Make your excuses and leave with Amber.
I mostly choose this to determine whether or not the fuck counter goes up if we fuck not!Camelia

>>3375071
You totally fapped at work, didn't you?

>>3375071
There are few things in life as indulgent and satisfying as fapping and cumming on company time. For those people who have employment that affords such luxuries, I highly recommend it to all.

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>>3374943

By god OP this is a moral conundrum like no other.

You're asking me to choose between cucking best Dad Saul or fucking Rose^Milf? It's too much OP, I can't handle such responsibility!

Well, the choice has already been made, there's no going back now, this is the future we wished for bros.

>>3375033

Welcome to the magical realm of depravity and mindfucks brother, we've been expecting you.

>>3374851
>>3375081
Also checking in at urgent care now, there's lots of people so ill be posting while i wait

>>3375067
>I made the mistake of marathoning through MGNQ over the course of two weeks
How is that even possible?

>Nope, just cut us off from any further chance at financial support, worsen our relationship with Rose in every conceivable way. and add another enemy to our already over-populated list, that's all.
We don't really need financial support anymore, Rose doesn't need to know, and Saul's the least of our problems

Also this a;; under the impression that he actually finds out

>>3375071
Were you reading the threads or the pastebin? That shit added a whole lot more to my reading time but it was worth it

>>3375087
>best Dad Saul
You're joking right?

>>3375093
Dad is best dad. He read with us.
Saul is good, but he can't compare.

>>3375093
He's the kind of father to look his son in the eye

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>>3375087
>>>3375093


*blocks your path*

As an aside, I want to point out that, depending on how things develop, the 'possibility' of having a MilfRose, who knows how Rose thinks and acts, who is even actively engaged in efforts to get us with her daughter(not that we need help with that) getting even more active, even 'hands-on' if you will, is an all to distant future-dream that I would love to see come to fruition. Having Charlotte join us in the bedroom with her daughter.... the very concept is so delicious I'm salivating just imagining it.

>>3375097
This anon gets it

>>3375090
>How is that even possible?
Let's... avoid details on that.

>We don't really need financial support anymore ...
We will once he lawyers us into the shadow realm.

>>3375102
Aren't the possibilities magical?

>>3375108
>We will once he lawyers us into the shadow realm.
Charlotte would slam dunk him in court

While we're on the note of Dad.
What do you guys do you think he's reading right now in Heaven or Hell?

~~Let's Rock~~

>>3375115
He's probably reading Fuck Quest.

>>3375115
How the hell do you do italics, bold, strikethrough and all that font shit?

>>3375121
Only the OP can do it, and only on this board.

>>3375115
WSJ or Consumer Reports, naturally.

>>3375115
>Heaven or Hell
>Implying he also wasn't revived

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>>3375093

As much as I love actual Dad, if it wasn't for Saul, Our ass would in jail and gaping larger than Alex's after a long night with an extra horny Alabastor.

Plus do I need to dig up his lines this season to show you how based he is?

>Did I ever tell you how I met Saul?" You shake your head, so she fills you in:

>"Law school. This was back when the 'no means no' campaign really took off -- my sorority sisters and I were doing some different events and pamphleteering with that as a slogan, you know. Well Saul ran the school's humor bulletin at the time... and he published an article where he said that no means yes and yes means anal."

If these aren't enough to convince you he's best Dad, I don't know what will.

>>3375100

Now listen, I'm an advocate for the #Daviddoesn'tdesevrethisshit movement, but even we admit he was a shit dad when we look at the grand scheme of things, can't hold a candle to based Saul.

>>3375115

Easy, he's in heaven and he's reading:

All of his son's epic escapades and silently cheering him on.

Thanks Dad

>>3375126
There is no Heaven nor Hell for him. There is only Newspapurgatory.

>>3375082
I find it difficult to get off to my writing, since I'm too focused on all the errors and typos, shoddy prose, repetitions, malapropisms, cliche, howlers and general bad habits I fall into as a writer. For example if I see a phrase like "she spreads her legs, and you grab her legs" -- I can't maintain an erection through the self-hatred.

It's the same with any craft, people can enjoy the finished product, but the person who made it can only see all the little mistakes that people either don't notice or don't put as much thought to.

Although having said that, a few scenes did get me hot under the collar for sure.

Back to lewding.