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>>4033246

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>>4033246
>>Go to the bathroom and interrogate this man.
Let’s not waste our girl’s efforts.
Also
>>headpat Maggie for good job. She managed to beat thug all by herself!

>>4033253
>>Go to the bathroom and interrogate this man.

>>4033262
Supporting

>>4033262
I'll support this

>>4033246
>Go to the bathroom and interrogate this man.
We need to first make sure if it is one of the Mafia Leader's men or not.

>>4033262

Supporting.

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“Well then, I’ll go interrogate this man.” You don’t want to let the girls’ efforts go to waste, or else they are not going to feel like doing anything from now on – you surely need to keep morale up. That reminds you. “Here is your reward.” You start head patting Maggie’s slowly evolving head.
“Mmhmm… I wouldn’t mind a real massage. But this is like real good…” Maggie is surely enjoying it! That’s what she gets for beating a thug all by herself. Her head feels soft thanks to her smooth brain.

“What is she your dog or something?” Odetta doesn’t like what she’s seeing.
“There.” Enough headpats. “Now I need to get—” You try to leave, but Catastrovania holds your T-shirt-

“W-What about me? I helped too! Maggie couldn’t have done it without moi!” Catastrovania uses the baby-doll eyes on you.
“That’s true!” Maggie agrees. Wait, they even worked together?! What an off-screen miracle this is. You start to wonder if the guy they beat up is incredibly weak.

“Fine.” You begrudgingly pat Catastrovania’s head as well.
“Prrr…” Catastrovania starts purring very softly. It’s not purring at all, it’s just a weird sound coming from her mouth. Odetta groaned at the scene.

“Enough. I got work to do.” You now need to go to the bathroom or else you’re going to stay up all night wasting your time.
“Hey Odetta! We have your nutritious dinner ready!” Maggie brings a plate with…green. You don’t know if it’s green meat, green veggies, green bread or even green food. It’s just green...
“The hell is that…?” Odetta is not one bit thrilled by it. “I want real food! FOOD!”

You ignore what is happening over there and go to the bathroom, you’ll just consider it as punishment for Odetta restricting your police call. And there it is, he looks like a mafia guy! You have no better words to describe him or any interest to do so. He’s tied up, blindfolded and has tape on his mouth. You take off the last part to start with.

“Gaaah…” That sounded unenthusiastic, and it looked like it hurt, which was your intention anyhow. “What’s going on…?”

How will you go on about this?

>Be nice!
>Be tough!
>Be fair!
>Write In.

What do you want to ask first?

>“Who do you work for?”
>“Who are you and why shouldn’t I just get rid of you?”
>“Where are the others?” You have no idea what you’re talking about, but that could help.
>Write In.

>>4033438
>Be tough!
Channel your inner Batman.
>“Who are you and why shouldn’t I just get rid of you?”

>>4033438
>>Write In.
Just beat him up, tape his mouth back up, go eat, then come back beat him up some more AND THEN ask him the questions.

>>4033438
>Be fair!
>"Which side of the mafia are you from?"

>>4033458
This and then
>“Who are you and why shouldn’t I just get rid of you?”

>>4033438
supporting >>4033479

>>4033438
>"which side of the mafia are you on?"
>Be tough!

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“Which side of the mafia are you on?”
“Uuh… I can’t tell you, maaan.” He shakes his head in disdain. “It would be bad for me if I told you, you feel me?”
“I do.” You nod to yourself and put the tape back on his mouth, then you kick him a couple of times – nothing too violent because you don’t want to break something in the bathroom. After a brief stress relief session, you left him so you can have something to eat – you’re hungry.

The girls saved you some oriental food, guess that’s going to be your not-so-delicious dinner for today. You don’t have any reason to eat it here as the girls seem to be busy, so you go back to the bathroom and look at the mildly beaten man.

“So… ready to talk now?” You ask between bites. This food is no good.
“MhMhMMHMmm!” The mafia guy pleads (?). Doesn’t sound like a yes or a no to you.
“Shame.”

You quickly eat what’s the rest of your food because you have no desire to enjoy this meal and leave the plate at the sink in the kitchen. Once you’re back at the bathroom you take the tape off his face again. Now this time you want some answers.

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>>4033602

“How about now?” You try to sound relaxed, like it’s not a big deal – it really isn’t anyhow.
“T-Those girls did a way better job beating me up than you, man!” He’s not going to cooperate that easily.

You grab him by the neck and throw him inside the bathtub. Then you take the shower head and start soaking him…

“AAaagh!” The man yells in pain, as the water starts being too obnoxious to endure, he complains. “Why?! Stop that!” He’s losing his temper.

You passively-aggressively continue “cleaning” him up.

“Who are you and why shouldn’t I just get rid of you?” One more chance for the mildly annoying torture to stop.
“My name is Jack! Last name Ass! And you shouldn’t get rid of me ‘cause you still need to suck my dick!” What an elegant retort from this man. He doesn’t appear one bit intimidated.

What do you do?

>Beat him up for real.
>“You don’t want to make things worse for you, “man”.”
>“So you’re on the side who wants your leader dead, right?”
>Write In.

>>4033606
>“Judging by your charms, you’re on the side who wants your leader dead, right?”
>Talk to him while you carefully analyzing the contents of the weapon stash and your two knives.

>>4033606
>>Beat him up for real.
Maybe a few kisses from Mrs. Wall will get him to cooperate

>>4033606
>>Write In.
"Oh dear, what makes you think you're leaving this bathtub alive?"
Go retrieve a knife.

>>4033606
>Write in
"You kiss your mother with that dirty mouth?" Then give him the soap!

>>4033611
Never start with the head first, it makes them feel fuzzy.

>>4033606
>>Beat him up for real.
No need for bullshit brutalize the fucker as much as we can without him losing consciousness

>>4033606
>“So you’re on the side who wants your leader dead, right?”

>>4033606
>Beat him up for real.

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“Judging by your charms, you’re on the side who wants your leader dead, right?”
“Think whatever you want, cocksucker!” He’s totally a cunning linguist. “What are you going to do now? Throw more water? What a joke! If you know anything about me is that I don’t break, maaan! You might have taken down Sewel, but that doesn’t mean shit – old fart was old news! A hired assassin for a job like this?! To beat up kids?! You guys will run to your mommas if we scare you a little! I can beat that guy with my eyes closed, and I can do it as well with you too! You’re giving me more time to come up with a strategy to put you on your knees! You just wait, cocksucker!”

You sigh. He’s way too noisy. “Of all days for you to act like a little shit, you chose the worst one.” You stand up and get some more tape near the trash can, the girls probably left it there once they got this guy here. You put more tape on his mouth. “I want to live a quiet life.”
“HmHmhmmm?!” You believe he’s saying “again with the tape?!”

You brutalized, victimized and terminated this guy as much as you can/want without him losing consciousness. You repeatedly beat him up in ways you always wanted to try out, without going into excruciating details you could say you had some fun. Halfway through the suffering, Mr. Jack Ass here finally gave up and spill the beans:

His name is Jack Garza, so he was half right, he forms part of the Vatalaro Family of the Min-Hu Alliance – the family that wants the Min-Hu leader dead. He’s one of the most proficient thugs of the family, his job is to intimidate people so they would stop meddling with their “business”. Something a little more sophisticated than what the older family does, which isn’t saying much. His mission was to give you a beating so you would stop trying to do whatever The Min-Hu Alliance leader wants you to do. For the way he talks, they have no idea what your deal here is – but once they knew about you, they sent this jackass. Oh, and the leader of the Vatalaro Family is “Zama Valataro”, as for the leader of the Min-Hu Alliance, that is still a complete secret from anyone who isn’t up in the hierarchy.

Oh, they’re also staying at the Red Velvet Hotel. It seems there is one more guy looking for you all. You have low priority and maximum discretion for some reason.

And for some reason he told you he believes in the destruction of the world and he’s also part of a cult. What? Is that a thing? They have a base around here, but the main one is in the capital. Are these the type of guys Vatalaro Family is made of?

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>>4033843

And for how much they know about you? They know absolutely nothing but have a vague idea of what you look like, that’s it. Same deal with Maggie and Catastrovania. Now the problem was that nobody, absolutely nobody dresses like Catastrovania – so this guy took his chance and tried to take her down. It appears they have no idea the Reid family is related to you as the Mafia leader is keeping that to himself.

But like your narration was saying, that was halfway through the suffering – you need to send them a message that you're not someone they want to mess with. He gave up pretty easily, as you thought you didn’t do anything that extreme. He was all bark and no bite. Now he can’t do either.

You’re finished with him as he’s most likely not going to wake up any time soon…

What do you do?

>Throw him to the trash outside.
>Drop him near the park and call the police. He never saw you, so you should be fine.
>Drop him at the hotel in a bag. To send a message.
>Write In.

(Last Reply of the day, we continue tomorrow.)

>>4033846
>>Drop him at the hotel in a bag. To send a message.

>>4033846
>Drop him near the park and call the police. He never saw you, so you should be fine.

>>4033846
>Drop him near the park and call the police. He never saw you, so you should be fine.

>>4033846
>check the guy for a tracker
We need to know if we need to switch bases, they could have sent him as bait.
>Drop him at the hotel in a bag. To send a message.
>get cat a new outfit
Tell her she's going undercover or something, hiding her identity. We need to keep these guys off our backs as much as possible and not let them identify us easily.

>>4034224
This.

>>4033846
>Drop him near the park and call the police. He never saw you, so you should be fine.
Plus >>4034224, minus the part about sending him to the hotel.

>>4033846
>Drop him near the park and call the police. He never saw you, so you should be fine.

>>4033846
>Drop him near the park and call the police. He never saw you, so you should be fine.
>get cat a new outfit

>>4034586
Support
Dress her like a boy, no way anybody will recognize her that way! Also perhaps we should get new haircut? Can we fuck Maggie?

>>4034738
no

>>4034738
No one would recognize her if she dressed like literally anything else. We should let her choose her new outfit with oversight from someone with normal fashion sense.

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Well time to take out the trash! And like the environmentalist you are, your plan is to throw him in public space. You did have a recycling program for your store and went ahead to bring environment friendly products, so you don’t even know why you’re throwing this joke – it’s not even funny. One part of you believes you’re finally becoming insane after recent events and these are the results.

Anyway, you disguise yourself with your trusty hoody, go for a trash bag and put Mr. Jack Ass in it. You don’t want the neighbors to get suspicious. Now you bring him to the rental car, drive to the park and drop him to freedom outside of the bag. Nobody is around because it’s quite late so everything ends up working perfectly.

Once you park the car near home, you call the police and tell them you saw a drunk man covered in blood near the park and it bothers your sensibilities as a law-abiding citizen. They are going to take care of it but didn’t go into specifics, nor do you care about getting them. You’re finally done with this mild inconvenience. This entire day has been a mess.

You gained +2 Courage Experience Points from beating up someone mercilessly...

It’s getting really late, like obnoxiously late – it’s almost 1:00 AM. You go back to your apartment expecting to be done with this terrible Saturday. Technically it’s Sunday, but who cares?

[DAY 15/SUNDAY]

You lock the door behind and notice Catastrovania of all people at the table, she’s having fun with her laptop – maybe she was waiting for you? She looks like the type of person who stays up late watching TV or something.

“Hey, so what happened to the guy in the end?” Catastrovania puts a stop to the video she’s watching in the middle of the night while the lights are off. That’s not healthy for her eyes, er, eye.
“I took care of him…” You proceed to inform what you learned, and ask her to inform the others when she’s able to.

“Oh.” Catastrovania looks a little bit disturbed for reasons you don’t want to discover. “So, now you’re going to sleep?”

What’s your plan?

>“Yes. And you should go too. We have training tomorrow.”
>“Yes. And good night.”
>“No. We have something to talk about.” She needs to stop wearing that outfit.
>Write In.

>>4035537
>“No. We have something to talk about.” She needs to stop wearing that outfit.

>>4035537
>“Yes. And good night.”
>"And change your clothes, he found you first."

>>4035537
>“No. We have something to talk about.” She needs to stop wearing that outfit.

>>4035537
>“No. We have something to talk about.” She needs to stop wearing that outfit.

>>4035537
>“Hey, so what happen
supporting >>4035547
be gentle with the chuuni and rest

>>4035547
>>4035641
supporting

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(I'll ignore the tie 'cause you guys took so long.)

“No. We have something to talk about.” You sit on the mildly uncomfortable couch you have.
“W-What is it…?” Catastrovania gets nervous for no real reason.

“You need to stop wearing that outfit right now.” You put it simply.
“W-W-What…?!” Catastrovania covers her body and blushed furiously. “A-Assistant, what’s the meaning of this…?! Are you going to confess those deeply secret feelings you have for me?! I knew it was only a matter of time until my charms did their work – but I thought you would be different!” What is she talking about?

“Cat, didn’t you just hear me?” You just told her she was the reason that Jackass was able to find out who she and Maggie were.
“So blunt and mischievous…” Catastrovania is slowly stripping… And by slowly you mean she froze once she unbuttoned one miserable button from her outfit. She’s too embarrassed to move or to react to anything at this point.

…

What?

>“I meant you need to buy new clothes or else they are going to find us out again.” She’s a pervert.
>“We’ll talk in the morning.” Just go to sleep.
>Throw some water at her.
>Write In.

>>4035670
>>Write In.
Poor cat in heat.
>>“I meant you need to buy new clothes or else they are going to find us out again.” She’s a pervert.

>>4035670
>Fingerflick her forehead really hard and tell her to stop being dumb cause everyone is getting a makeover except maybe Bruce.

>>4035670
Supporting >>4035676

>>4035670
This >>4035676

>>4035670
>Fingerflick her forehead really hard and tell her to stop being dumb cause everyone is getting a makeover except maybe Bruce.

>>4035670
>Throw some water at her.

>>4035676
+1

>>4035670
>“I meant you need to buy new clothes or else they are going to find us out again.” She’s a pervert.

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You approach the lewd Catastrovania who can not stop being dumb for a second, then you fingerflick her forehead really hard!

“Stop being dumb, everyone is going to get a makeover except Bruce and Odetta.” For all you know they’re safe.
“Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!” Catastrovania rubs her forehead. “You foolish fiend, h-how dare you lay a finger on me?! T-That actually hurt! I’m not going to forget this easily! Like I never forgot when Starphase ate my pudding! And by the way, you’re demoted to my minion, ex-assistant! You don’t have a dental plan now! You will forever curse the day you defied Catastrovania Strifaust Morituros IX! Now I’ll curse you too: Nyeeeeh!” You had a dental plan…?

“Why do you curse your own minion…?” You don’t get her logic. Why are you questioning her logic?
“Because I have stored too much power and I feel like it and you’re easily replaceable.” Catastrovania is so simple minded and petty. “The regret is eating you alive now, right?”

“Yes. But for other reasons.” This chain of events have put you to question your will to live.
“Excellent.” Catastrovania looks smug.

“You heard what I said, right? We all are getting a makeover tomorrow. We’re under the mafia’s radar and we need disguises.” You try to reason with her despite evidence showing it’s futile.
“I’m the master of disguise, minion. I’m virtually undetectable when I put my mind to it!” Catastrovania scoffs at you.

“I’m going to sleep…” You are so tired right now you won’t argue.
“Sweet Nightmares!” Catastrovania didn’t drop her stupid act this time. You forgot how annoying she can be at times.

Without putting a second thought, you went to sleep and say good-bye to this terrible day.

…

It’s morning… You were so tired, you couldn’t wake up early for training. How awful.

What do you do?

>Call Catastrovania and Maggie. Time to buy some stuff and change your appearances.
>Give Odetta her treatment, and also ask her what happened yesterday with her.
>Sleep. You don’t feel like this day is worth going through for some odd reason.
>Write In.

>>4035949
>>Call Catastrovania and Maggie. Time to buy some stuff and change your appearances.
>>Give Odetta her treatment, and also ask her what happened yesterday with her.

>>4035949
>Give Odetta her treatment, and also ask her what happened yesterday with her.
>Call Catastrovania and Maggie. Time to buy some stuff and change your appearances.
Odetta needs her treatment first, then we can get a makeover

>>4035949
>Give Odetta her treatment, and also ask her what happened yesterday with her.

>>4035949
>Give Odetta her treatment, and also ask her what happened yesterday with her.

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I'll have to stop here for the day. I'm feeling too sick to continue. Sorry!

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You neglected it yesterday for reasons beyond your control, but right now nothing is stopping you from giving Odetta her much needed treatment – you took up the mantle to take care of her after all. Besides, you still have no idea what she was doing yesterday at The New Flux and you’re curious enough to find out.

In the small living room you see both Catastrovania and Maggie watching a movie on Cat’s laptop, Maggie seems into it while Cat is just looking confused. Your first team member notices your presence and asks:

“Hey Allie, wanna watch a movie? It’s like about a dumb guy whose mother exploded and he turned into like a yakuza hero or something.” Slightly smarter Maggie wonders.
“No. I need to give Odetta her treatment.” You have a small medical kit for it too!

“She’s in our room sleeping still.” Catastrovania informs with obvious disinterest, she looks kind of sleepy. “N-No training today, right? I still need to recharge after the curse I gave you…”
“No, it’s Sunday.” Everyone needs a break sometimes.

After knocking on the door to make your presence known, you open the door to witness Odetta just meditating for some reason. She’s wearing one oversized sweater.

“Time for your treatment.” You shake your medical kit.
“Treatment? I need no treatment, I’m the picture of perfect health.” Odetta opens one eye and lies shamelessly.

“You look like something Catastrovania could lift.” You shake your head in disappointment.
“You’re not funny.” Odetta pouts as she tries to stand up like a grandma, she notices you staring intensively. “Don’t laugh.”

“You didn’t need to stand up, I need to give you a massage.” You take some “medicinal” lotion and pour it into your hands.
Odetta just straight out drop face first onto her futon with no consideration for her body. “Don’t laugh.”

“…” You get on your knees and start rubbing her arms, mainly her joints. “What happened yesterday? Why were you at The Flux?”
“I was wondering when you were going to ask.” Odetta is not enjoying your massage in the slightest. She feels like you could break her if you put any more effort into what you’re doing.

“And your answer is…”
“Catastro-boo-boo wanted me to explore the magical land of the mafia fortress in your little town. I was going in and out to get a good grasp of the layout, I know where they have your really wide friend too, Cat made a map with my sophisticated information if you want more details. Also, you’re welcome.”

“You still haven’t answered my question.”
“I got bored and went to check on you! I need some stimulus every now and then. What a revelation, right?! I was there since the fatty went inside the bar, what a total trainwreck! You’re good under pressure, I’ll give you as much.” Odetta finds your torture amusing.

Does that answer suffice you?

>>4037363


How do you respond?

>“Please tell me the whole truth.” You can feel her hiding something.
>“Don’t you feel uncomfortable with me touching your body?” Tease her.
>“Thank you. We’ll never talk about that ever again anyway.” Drop the topic and move on.
>Write In.

>>4037363
>>Write In.
"Hmmm"

>>4037366
>“Don’t you feel uncomfortable with me touching your body?” Tease her.
>Apply more pressure, those muscles needs stimulation

>>4037366
>“Please tell me the whole truth. No need to dance around it.” You can feel her hiding something.

>>4037366
>“Don’t you feel uncomfortable with me touching your body?” Tease her.
>Apply more pressure, those muscles needs stimulation

>>4037366
>“Please tell me the whole truth.” You can feel her hiding something.

>>4037366
>>“Please tell me the whole truth.” You can feel her hiding something.

>>4037366
>“Please tell me the whole truth.” You can feel her hiding something.

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“Hmmm.” You start thinking about what your next move should be. “Don’t you feel uncomfortable with me touching your body?”
“I like hearing those words… your body… Mhm, nothing wrong with that. Nothing at all.” Odetta ignores the core of the question.

You start applying more pressure, these muscles need stimulation. Odetta starts shivering with your touches.

“Hmmm…” You’re so close to breaking her.
“Man, it feels good to be alive…” Odetta is enjoying it. Your teasing has no effect on her. “But I’m not stupid, whaddya want, Alfred?”

“Tell me the whole truth. No need to dance around it.” You go straight to the point. You have no idea how she connected the dots, but you felt like she was hiding something from the very beginning.
“Not satisfied? Already with trust issues?” Odetta starts giggling. “But it’s true, I was doing something else, something so unsavory it’s going to completely change your perception about me. Are you really willing to cross that line?”

“Surprise me.” You aren’t amused with her low level teasing.
“…Hehe, drive it into your skull that it was your decision!” Odetta turns her head to look you right in the eye. “I saw you take Bruce back to his apartment on my way back and decided to tease him for old time’s sake! He was so terrified in a way I’ve never seen before! He resigned to his fate shortly after, but that window in between was just… marvelous.” There is something truly evil in the way Odetta seems to enjoy poor Bruce’s suffering, or maybe something else is bothering you.

How do you respond?

>“I’m disappointed in you, twig. No pizza for you, only greens and mystery meat.”
>“That’s not the whole truth, am I right?”
>Start pressuring her body even harder. To stimulate her muscles even more.
>Write In.

>>4037457
>>“That’s not the whole truth, am I right?”
>"what happened with siske"

>>4037457
>“That’s not the whole truth, am I right?”

>>4037457
>“That’s not the whole truth, am I right?”

>>4037457
>Write In.
“I’m disappointed in you, twig. No pizza for you, only greens and mystery meat.”
Save the scares for the guys who need it. There are plenty of them, and I want to make sure they get the message.

Doesn't have to be word for word, just make sure she knows that she should spook the shit out of the mafia and not our friends. We're gonna have to call Bruce later, as well as plan a rescue op.

>>4037457
>“That’s not the whole truth, am I right?”
>Remind her that Aleister isn't the only one on your hit list, it's anyone that tries to bring harm to you in any shape or form. And that you already told Maggie more or less the same thing.

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“That’s not the whole truth, am I right?”
“I pull two pranks and now you believe I’m like that person that drops her cousin’s baby at the family gathering, then tucks him inside his cradle and pretends he was sleepy, but it was really a concussion.” Odetta doesn’t like your distrust. “How annoying.”

“Stop playing dumb.”
“I thought you liked them dumb, I mean just look what people are outside.” Odetta tries to make you smile but you don’t react. “I kid, I kid… They are pretty swell, for what they are. Could be worse.”

“Like I said, I would like to hear the whole truth.” You bring her back to the topic at hand.
“I don’t know if you’re sharp or only stubborn at this point, but I’m grateful for what you did for me – so I’ll indulge you!” Odetta coughs a little bit. “Alfred, in the business I operate in there are some peeps I need to keep my eye on, to check them out and see what they are doing and they don’t go over the line… So being completely honest, your slightly petty revenge is a mere side-quest to me! I’ll aid you as much as supernaturally possible, and I expect you to help me in the same vein! Just take care of my body while I go on my own magical adventures! We’re friends, right? And friends help each other! I’m in dire need of some right now! I would love to be best friends with you, what do you say?” She starts grinning the only way she knows.

But something doesn’t fit…

How do you respond?

>“I never expected something different from this, friend.”
>“What about you own vendetta against Aleister?”
>“You’ll need to start to behave and be more honest if you want this friendship to continue, friend.” She will need to apologize to Bruce at least.
>Write In.

>>4037576
>“What about you own vendetta against Aleister?”
>"It's a miracle that your organs are still intact despite being away for how many years ago?"

>>4037576
>“I never expected something different from this, friend.”

>>4037576
>“What about you own vendetta against Aleister?”

>>4037576
>“What about you own vendetta against Aleister?”

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“What about your own vendetta against Aleister?”
“Ah? Oh, oooh. Uhm… Sorry about that, your magic hands started to feel… funky.” Odetta looked confused for a second there. What kind of a reaction was that? “Ehem, I want to destroy the guy as much as everyone else here, but there is only so much Aleister for each one of us – and since I was late to the party, I feel like it’s appropriate for you to have him. Putting him on a silver plate for you will be my greatest vengeance, don’t you think? So don’t disappoint me when the time comes. But his big bro… his big bro is MINE. HahHAhahA.” Odetta laughs maniacally. “Besides I can always play with Aleister’s soul if I wanna…”

“So you’re 100% on board?” You want to confirm.
“I’ll help your friend escape the mafia, kill that Aleister guy and remain good pals with you! Is there more I can offer? I promise, I promise!” Odetta winks. “I know I called this a sidequest, but nobody knows I’m back – so I’ll aid you until this is done and buried! Literally or figuratively will depend on you. What are friends for after all…?”

“Yes, I wonder.”
“C’mon Alfred, if there is something I’ve learned while I was an Astral Body is that reliable allies are hard to come by, and there isn’t much I can accomplish in this state. I literally gain nothing from tricking you or taking advantage of you. And you know, you’re kind of fun to be around, pulling tricks out of nowhere and having this bizarre adventure – it’s all right up my alley. Work on your massages though! Not everything you do is miraculous.”

“What’s a miracle is that your organs are still intact despite being away for how many years ago?”
“Years?! I was out for like a couple of months, pal!” Odetta pouts. Why did that make her angry all of the sudden? “Give me the pills and we’re done with this, right?”
“Yes…” You pull the bottles for Odetta. She swallows them all in one sweep. That’s not good for her.

“See? All good now.” Odetta looks content. “Now we know each other better than ever, isn’t that great my dear friend?”
“I suppose so.” You still need to figure out the real implications of what Odetta is saying. “I’m going to get everyone a new outfit, I’ll be seeing you later.”

“W-Wait! Take me with you! I need a frickin’ haircut. I look like someone out of a horror flick.”
“Like a ghost?”
“…Rules of 3, Alfred. You keep beating that dead horse and nobody is going to like you anymore.” Odetta looks really offended. Hilarious.

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>>4037728

Well now the plan is to get a makeover so the mafia doesn’t get you…

(Each character will get a makeover, how extreme it’s going to be will depend on you! You don’t need to do anything drastic to make your disguise effective.)

What kind of makeover should you get?

>Dye your hair black. That should be enough, right?
>Just get a different haircut. That should be enough, right?
>Buy a wig. That should be enough, right?
>Write In.

What kind of makeover should Maggie get?

>Modest Maggie! Make her look less flashy! A simple Maggie for a simple life!
>Flashy Maggie! Go full flashy to the point she’s unrecognizable! She’s that type of girl who likes showing of, right?
>Tomboy Maggie! Short hair, good life.
>Write In.

Catastrovania will only accept to cosplay for her change of outfit! What kind of outrageous costume should she wear?

>Write In.

(Pics are appreciated it.)

(Also last reply of the day! We continue tomorrow!)

>>4037740
>Just get a different haircut. That should be enough, right?
>Tomboy Maggie! Short hair, good life.
>Catastrovania: a Cat onesie.

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>>4037740
Al:
>Just get a different haircut. That should be enough, right?
Something that doesn't make us look like a hentai main character?
Maggie:
Modest Maggie! Make her look less flashy! A simple Maggie for a simple life!
Cat:
>emi yusa from the devil is a part timer (pic)

>>4037740
>Just get a different haircut. That should be enough, right?
>Modest Maggie! Make her look less flashy!
I'll second >>4038034 and their cosplay idea.

But also:
>Take Odetta out to get a haircut.

She asked after all, and her current look probably draws attention.

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>>4037740
Al:
Different hair cut. Messy undercut would look good
Maggie:
Flashy/Tomboy Maggie. How about a punkrock Maggie?
Cat:
Fio from Metal Slug

>>4037740
>Just get a different haircut. That should be enough, right?
I fear and welcome what horrors seeing Al's actual eyes will bring.
>Modest Maggie
Hair isn't easy to grow back, and if worst comes to worst it will allow us to change it again in the future.
I'll agree with >>4038034
for the outfit. Got a nice, classy style and the parts can be easily replaced in case of dirt, wear,blood, or what have you.
Also agree with the getting Odetta a cut.

>>4037740
>Just get a different haircut. That should be enough, right? And some shades or highly reflective glasses.
>Tomboy Maggie
Don't change the hair, just let it flow in the hair.
>Cat cosplaying as Sierke, but with Megumi's hat and eyepatch.
>Give Odetta a haircut
>Buy some new clothes for Bruce in case he needs to disguise himself too. Along with a wig.

>>4037740
>Buy a wig. That should be enough, right?
Get an afro
>Modest Maggie! Make her look less flashy! A simple Maggie for a simple life!
>Dress Cat as an Angel. They'd never see it coming!

>>4037740
>different haircut
>tomboy maggie!
>who cares about the cat lmao

>>4037740
>pad cat's bra

>>4037740
>Just get a different haircut. That should be enough, right?
>Modest Maggie! Make her look less flashy! A simple Maggie for a simple life!
>Fio from Metal Slug like >>4038529

>>4038529
>also yeah, fio from metal slug

>>4037740
>>4038657
changing cat's costume vote to fio

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“Either way, where is your wheelchair?” Can’t take her there without it.
“When is it going to get through your head that I’m perfectly fine?” Odetta jumps from the ground to her feet. Her legs are wobbling, asking for mercy. “S-See?”

“I’ll ask the others where it is.” You walk up towards the door, then you hear Odetta collapsing on the ground.
“Don’t laugh…” Odetta says all defeated.

Back at the living room aside from asking Catastrovania and Maggie where the wheelchair is, you tell them about your plan about the major makeover for the three of you and your reasoning behind it. Maggie looks quite excited to go shopping for new clothes, she was repurposing old clothes she found at shelters to make her own. Catastrovania doesn’t seem quite as excited because she likes her cheap dress and no other outfit will be good enough to compensate – her clothes look as cheap as the prices in your store, so you have no idea what she’s talking about.

Once their movie ended, you called Bruce to join as well and the five of you went on a trip towards a boutique or something. You’re not an expert so you went with the flow of what the girls were saying. You find yourself in a shopping center that you couldn’t be bothered to learn the name of. You again had to stress about the fact that you're here to hide your identities or at least don’t fit the description that part of the mafia knows you for.

So first you went for a haircut… There was something quite off about the strange lady at the hairdressing saloon, but after overhearing some of your conversation (not the mafia part) – she felt obliged to help you all the way in your extreme makeover! She suggested haircuts, brought some clothes and decided to be your fashion designer for no good reason. The reason why you went along with her is still unknown to you.

When your strange fashion designer asked what you all wanted in particular, Maggie wondered what she should go for – you suggested her to look more modest since it will be a stark contrast with regular Maggie. The designer took it to the heart...

And for Catastrovania. Well, if she couldn’t wear her incredible costume, she wanted to emulate someone as magnificent as her! She proposed to look like a varied spectrum of different fictional characters. You only recognized one character she mentioned, which for some reason – the hairdresser paid special attention to that.

You have no idea what happened in between, but after an hour, you all are ready... Clothes included… This is surreal. You look yourself in the mirror and you don’t like what you see, so before the others notice, you buy a beanie to cover your shame. Everyone is assessing their new images…

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>>4039323

“I like this wig. What a nice day.” Bruce likes his gigantic afro.
“Take that thing off, you look ridiculous.” Odetta feels shame from being next to Bruce. She cut her hair and now looks exactly the same as her ghost form, except for the fact that she doesn’t have meat on her bones.
“S-Sure…” Bruce follows Odetta’s orders. At least he has a new sweet jacket.
“I look so boring…” Maggie doesn’t like the way she looks at all. “This sucks…” Her morale has plummeted.
“Where are my pockets?! How can I bring my Pocket Sandstorm if I have no pockets?!” Catastrovania has a valid reason to complain.

“It’s all avant garde, my dear. Learn to love it.” The hairdresser seems proud of her terrible work. “Now after my stellar work is done, I require my payment, monsieur! It’s a mere 1500 G-Bucks!” She extends her hands towards you.

1500…?

What do you do?

>“I’ll give you 250 at max.” Bargain.
>“No.” Leave.
>“Here… I’m never using this service again.” Begrudgingly pay.
>Write In.

>>4039327
>Pay up, don't be rude, but quietly remind yourself to ask for the price first before anything.
>Also buy the afro for Bruce.

>>4039327
>>Write In.
Offer her half, and we'll do some odd jobs for her.

>>4039327
>>“I’ll give you 250 at max.” Bargain.
This is a scam, our time and the business should've taught us how to deal with these types

>>4039333
Changing mine to>>4039336

Also get the afro for Bruce, if Odetta says anything just call her ghost again

>>4039336
>>4039378

Let's roll. You have high charisma but it's not going to be that easy to convince her. 1d100, Best of 3!

Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>4039412

>>4039412

Rolled 48 (1d100)

>>4039423
sorry

Rolled 36 (1d100)

>>4039412

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“I’ll give you 250 at max.” You would say you’re bargaining if this wasn’t such a scam.
“Top quality products, 3 haircuts and great customer service. You really think all that is worth 250?” The hairdresser is offended by your offer. “Please monsieur, I know your kind is not used to this, but I assure you it’s more than a fair price.” Excuse me? ‘My kind’? This is definitely not great customer service with such a remark like that.

“Look, we’re immensely dissatisfied with your work and on top of that you want us to overpay you for your services, it’s not something we’re willing to do. So please, reconsider the 250.” You won’t accept overpaying this easily.
“Hmph, dissatisfied? Please, I never had a client dissatisfied. Are you trying to trick me or something?”

“Like, didn’t you listen to me? I look like a wallpaper…” Maggie shows her dissatisfaction.
“L-Lady, my pants don’t have pockets! And this outfit doesn’t exude malignant energy either!” Catastrovania complains.
“My haircut could have been better. You didn’t do the tips correctly.” Odetta isn’t happy as well, probably the only one here lying though.
“I like my jacket.” Bruce is the only one who doesn’t lie.

“No, you hate it. Too tight.” Odetta elbows Bruce.
“Yeah, yo-you’re right...” Bruce falls to peer pressure as his expression goes blank.

“Y-You’re lying! You all are lying! You’re terrible people! Awful! dégoûtant!” The hairdresser gets really pissy. “I-I’m one of the best at my j-job… I’m… I’m…” She’s starting to cry. Oh no, you don’t think you can withstand more people crying another day in a row.

“But you like, you really screwed up…” While Maggie feels somewhat bad for her, she still feels justified.
“Ngh… W-We shouldn’t have made her cry. Now we’re going to get in trouble...” Catastrovania looks around almost scared that someone will show up.
“What a crybaby.” Odetta shakes her head. “Throw her 200 and let’s get out of here.”

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>>4039507


You offered 250 though…

What do you do?

>Odetta said it. Leave her 200 G-Bucks and leave.
>“I apologize for making you cry, I’ll give you 500 and we’re even. How does that sound?”
>“Fine, I’ll pay you fully. But I’m not coming back.”
>Write In.

(Last Reply of the day. We continue tomorrow. Sorry for the short session, I was busy doing the new assets.)

>>4039510
>>“I apologize for making you cry, I’ll give you 500 and we’re even.
>>4039510
>>Write In.
But you have to take in the feelings of the customers, not just how they look, bot how they want to feel.

>>4039510
>"Alright, maybe I should have first asked for the pricing and let everyone decide for themselves what they wanted. I'll give you 500 and one of us work off the rest, how does that sound?"

>>4039510
>>Odetta said it. Leave her 200 G-Bucks and leave.
Don't be a bitch, who gives a fuck if she's crying?

>>4039510
>“I apologize for making you cry, I’ll give you 500 and we’re even. How does that sound?”

>>4039510
>“I apologize for making you cry, I’ll give you 500 and we’re even. How does that sound?”

>>4039510
>>Odetta said it. Leave her 200 G-Bucks and leave
She might just be a false bitch crying to make us pay more you know?

>>4039510
>Odetta said it. Leave her 200 G-Bucks and leave.
Are you guys really falling for this?

>>4039510
>“I apologize for making you cry, I’ll give you 500 and we’re even. How does that sound?”

>>4039510
>>“I apologize for making you cry, I’ll give you 500 and we’re even. How does that sound?”
Oh come on, Al, you worked in retail. You don’t wanna be one of THOSE customers, don’t you? Cough it up.

>>4039510
>Odetta said it. Leave her 200 G-Bucks and leave
i'm not giving someone 500 just cause they cry a little

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You really don’t want to be one of those customers, don’t you? Maybe you can arrange something.

“I apologize for making you cry, I’ll give you 500 and we’re even. How does that sound?” You pull out the cash from your wallet.
The hairdresser snaps it from your hands, counts them in a second and nods – no tears falling anymore. You hear Odetta facepalming. “This will suffice this time, monsieur. Have a nice day.” That seals the deal, it was all a trick! It makes you wonder how much all this stuff really costs…

“…” Maggie and Catastrovania stare at the ugly looking woman dumbfounded.
“…” Odetta is glaring at you.
“Y-You too…” Bruce is the only one who responds to her.

Without adding anything to what just happened, you all are now out of the shopping center – everyone looking displeased for one reason or another. You’re at the entrance, you look up to the sign and the place is named “Super Shopping Center” with a logo that is very similar to the Super Foods’ one. Figures…

“Ugh… this sucks.” Defeated Maggie’s spirits are in a new low.
“Sheesh, it’s just a makeover, woman – you look fine. Get over it!” Odetta doesn’t get Maggie’s complaints.

“Let’s go home. I-I’m tired of being out here and I’m also hungry!” Catastrovania gets closer to the rental car. Bruce agrees with one solid nod as he points at her while looking at you.
“Oh! Oh! Let’s get something real good for lunch! No fuckin’ Oriental Food, okay? Something actually good, please!” Odetta gets excited.

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>>4041107

What do you get for lunch?

>Nothing. Everyone will eat your boring cuisine.
>Get Oriental Food. Maggie and Catastrovania like that, right?
>Get some Pizza. Odetta has been claiming for that since you know her.
>Write In.

What’s the plan after lunch?

>Go work at the New Flux.
>Ask Catastrovania about the Map of the Mafia’s base.
>Go to the Red Velvet and look for the Mafia guy who is left.
>Leave a bad review online of the hairdressing salon you just were in.
>Write In.

>>4041110
>Get some Pizza. Odetta has been claiming for that since you know her.
>Have a one-on-one chat with Odetta on how to get back on that swindling hairdresser.

>>4041107
>>Get some Pizza. Odetta has been claiming for that since you know her.
>Ask Catastrovania about the Map of the Mafia’s base.

>>4041114
This, we need REVENGE

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“Fine. We’ll get your pizza.” You begrudgingly accept because you can’t let morale drop anymore than it has.
“Oh. Oh. Oh! You guys heard that?! It’s finally happening! Good actual solid food will kiss these lips!” Odetta looks jubilant in her wheelchair while grabbing Bruce’s arm. She seems really fond of him.

“PIZZA!” Maggie’s spirits are up! Is food that important to them…?
“Fufufu, you mere mortals get excited for the simplest things!” Catastrovania, who is drooling, scoffs at you all.

And so, you all went back into the rental car and went to a pizza chain to buy some disgustingly greasy pizza! The place is called the Amusing Pizza, there is nothing amusing inside – you thought it was worth pointing that out. Because they couldn’t decide on what kind of pizza they wanted, you had to buy two big ones with different ingredients. You have no idea why this doesn’t excite you.

With your food ready, you went back to your apartment – during the way, Odetta started eating the pizza despite your warning. The others were better behaved and didn’t eat a piece.

Back home the feast really began and you all enjoyed the delicious but unhealthy power of fast food! Maggie was the one who ate the most and Odetta couldn’t fit more than 2 slices ‘cause her body just couldn’t do it. She was mocked by everyone for this, even Bruce – some retribution perhaps. You saved a piece for Odetta for later, so she doesn’t feel as bad.

After lunch was done, you all had a moment of fun and chatted about miscellaneous things and had a decent time. Once it all died down, you approached Odetta and pulled her by the side.

“Hey, how can we get back on that swindling hairdresser?” You whisper.
“I knew you couldn’t let things go that way, dear Alfred.” An excited Odetta smirks. “I think we can have some fun with her…”

You like where this is going…

What’s the plan?

>Make Ghost Odetta terrorize the hairdresser at her store!
>Make Ghost Odetta hack the Hairdresser’s phone! Let’s find out more about this asshat!
>Make Ghost Odetta leave a message in the Hairdresser’s phone! Some lucrative discounts for The New Flux… Then work a shift there and enact your strangely convoluted revenge.
>Write In.

>>4041292
>Make Ghost Odetta hack the Hairdresser’s phone! Let’s find out more about this asshat!

>>4041292
>Make Ghost Odetta hack the Hairdresser’s phone! Let’s find out more about this asshat!

>>4041292
>>Make Ghost Odetta hack the Hairdresser’s phone! Let’s find out more about this asshat!

>>4041292
>Make Ghost Odetta hack the Hairdresser’s phone! Let’s find out more about this asshat!

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“We need information first or else what’s the point?” If you were up half-assing revenge of all things, you wouldn’t be here right now!
“So you want me to spy on her, huh?” Odetta is up for this idea but…

“Yes, but not the way you’re thinking. I need you to hack her phone and find as much information as you can.” That’s the first step of many, or not that many – it will depend on what dirt you find on her.
“Sounds like a good time to practice my new ability! I’ll try to send you what I found to your phone, I won’t leave a trace behind me – so don’t worry.” Odetta smirks.

“…Are you telling me you never tried to possess a phone before?”
“It’s much more complicated than that. You awaken something in me with your magic trick, you must have a special talent you didn’t know you had, which is typical in my line of work. I think we will get to know each other way better as our friendship blossoms! You are going to take responsibility, right?” You don’t like the tone Odetta is using right now. “Put me on my bed, I’ll be going...”
“Right…”

As you take Odetta back to the girls’ room, you leave her on her futon – she winks before closing her eyes. Then you witness her Astral Body leave her body… That looked way too easy!

…

Well it’s not like she’s going to do this in a minute, it took her several hours to get the information for the Mafia’s base. Maybe you can do something else in the meantime…

Do you want to play as Odetta?

>Yes.
>Alfred for life.

Regardless of what you picked before, what do you do as Alfred now?

>Have a chat with Bruce. You have to catch up for real with him.
>Call Ichie, let’s see how things went with Vender after you left them the other day.
>Play DnD with everyone else. Have some fun together.
>Call Madotsuki. Because you can!
>Call Berenice. Because you can!
>Call Camilo. Because you can!
>Write In.

>>4041431
>Yes.
>Play DnD with everyone else. Have some fun together.

>>4041431
>>Yes.
>Have a chat with Bruce. You have to catch up for real with him.

>>4041431
>>Play DnD with everyone else. Have some fun together.
Team building exercises.

>>4041431
>Yes.
>Have a chat with Bruce. You have to catch up for real with him.

>>4041431
>>Yes.
>Have a chat with Bruce. You have to catch up for real with him.

>>4041431
>Yes.
>Play DnD with everyone else. Have some fun together. Your version of fun is making it a teamwork and compatibility exercise if possible.

>>4041436
I'll change mine to
>>4041433

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Meanwhile with Odetta…

The smirking ruffian’s astral body flies through the air while twirling around because she feels revitalized, better than being trapped in her crumbling body! True freedom! She prances around for a while pondering if she should visit her “friends” at Pokyo Lokyo instead of going directly to this Salon. She flies upwards until she can feel the clouds, it’s slower than what one might think – but it’s still very sweet to her…

“Nah, I shouldn’t waste that sweet boy’s time! I should take the hint, they left me in a dump for a year after all...” Odetta spins downwards towards the shopping center. “Wiiiiiiiiiiiii…!” Odetta knows nobody is watching so she can act as dumb as she wants!

Odetta traverses the walls and gets to the terrible Hairdressing salon. She spots the disfigured hairdresser scamming another poor soul!

“1500?!” The girl is in shock.
“Yes, madame. A complete change of style is worth that much. I sold you a whole wardrobe of new incredible outfits all avant-garde.”
Calling shit another name doesn’t change it from being shit, you swindling hack.

“B-But I don’t have that kind of m-money!” The poor girl starts to panic.
“Credit is the new way, girl. Better get with the times.”
“S-Still, I don’t have the… the…!” The poor girl is looking around and she might escape...! Like Odetta cares…

Odetta takes her chance and infiltrates inside the ugly hairdresser’s phone and finds a peculiar sets of information.

What should Odetta send to Alfred?

>The Hairdresser’s Bank Account/Credit Card information.
>The Hairdresser’s nudes.
>The Hairdresser’s address and phone number.
>The Hairdresser’s contact list.
>The Hairdresser’s Chat Now!’s message.
>Write In.

(We’re keeping the what to do Alfred vote open until the next update! Also Last reply of the day!)

>>4041538
>>The Hairdresser’s Bank Account/Credit Card information.
>>The Hairdresser’s nudes.
>>The Hairdresser’s address and phone number.
>>The Hairdresser’s contact list.
>>The Hairdresser’s Chat Now!’s message.
ALL OF IT
MUHUHAUHAUHAHAAHAHA

>>4041540
Yeah, all of it

>>4041538
>All the above.

>>4041538
>All in!

>>4041538
>>The Hairdresser’s contact list.

I'd rather leave as little trace as possible, but I can't argue that plunging everything she has doesn't have an appeal.

>>4041540
supporting

>>4041431
>Have a chat with Bruce. You have to catch up for real with him.
>>4041538
>>4041540
Supporting

>>4041540
This but be very smug when sending him the nudes

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Odetta wonders why restrict yourself with only one item?! She lives in an era where technology doesn’t have limits and the same thing can be said about revenge! Humanity’s only limit is its own creativity! Odetta is also curious how far Alfred can go with this…

In a matter of seconds, Odetta sends every single bit of information she can find on the phone to Alfred, then she gets rid of any traces she could potentially leave behind – it’s her first time doing this, so she doesn’t know if she’s doing it correctly.

“Gene… Gene… Geneviènve? Why does everyone in this part of the country have a weird ass name…?” Odetta tries to read the hairdresser’s name to no avail for the sake of it.

Suddenly, the phone comes out of the hairdresser’s pocket, she looks a little bit pissed…

“Hmph! The nerve of that girl to run away! I’m going to call secu—” The hairdresser notices Odetta on her screen.

Odetta freezes without knowing what to do…

What should Odetta do?

>Dance.
>Leave the phone and go home!
>“Look behind you!” Then leave the phone and linger in the salon for a little while.
>Leave the phone and go after the girl who escaped.
>Write In.

>>4043242
>leave the phone and go after the girl who escaped.

>>4043242
>Turn the phone's power off and hide in a nearby eletronic

>>4043242
>Leave the phone and go home!

>>4043242
>>Write In.
>Turn the phone's power off
then
>Leave the phone and go after the girl who escaped.

>>4043248
>>4043514
changing my vote to this

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Odetta reacts first and turns the phone’s power off! There is a few seconds of indescribable pain and then the Astral body is ejected from the phone. Odetta staggers for a few seconds before getting back into her senses.

“W-What was that?!” The hairdresser is trying to turn on her phone again after the shock.
“Note to self, never do that again…” Odetta scratches her head, it’s not like it does anything but appease her anxiety. “Why does it itch? I’m a ghost for crying out loud…. I MEAN ASTRAL BODY! God damn, idiocy is contagious.”

Odetta slowly flies away from the stupid salon. Her curiosity gets the best of her and decides to follow the girl who was just here. But where could she have gone? There are traces of her nowhere. But the grinning menace is an expert spy! So finding that slim well built girl won’t be a problem! Astral bodies have a sense of smell, you know?

Odetta sniffs her way to absolutely nothing because the narration was wrong and she can’t smell for shit. She only uses her instincts to track this mysterious loser around and finds her hiding inside a trash can in one corner of the shopping center – looks like she found a new home. Odetta pats herself on the back and flies towards the girl, it appears she hid there because she saw some security guy walking around.

The girl starts moving around in her little fortress of pestilence and finds a briefcase… She looks at it for a couple of seconds confused. A suspicious guy walks by and notices the briefcase in the thief girl’s hands and tells her to stop right there. The girl panics and collapses on the ground with the trash can and everything…

Odetta is having fun watching.

What does Odetta do?

>Keep an eye on what’s happening and how it develops!
>Try to see what’s inside the briefcase!
>Leave! Who cares? Job’s done anyway!
>Write In.

>>4044769
>Try to see what’s inside the briefcase!

>>4044769
>Try to see what’s inside the briefcase!

>>4044769
>>Try to see what’s inside the briefcase!

>>4044769
>>Try to see what’s inside the briefcase!

>>4044769
>>Try to see what’s inside the briefcase!
WHAT’S IN THE FUCKIG BOX?!?

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Curiosity killed the cat! Good thing you’re Odetta and not that stupid little vermin, you’re a completely different type of stupid little vermin! Odetta wants to check out what’s in the briefcase ‘cause she once saw Pasta Fiction and they teased during the whole movie what’s inside and they never reveal it! She understands the point is not to know but still…

Odetta flies at a moderate speed towards the briefcase as the girl tries to explain herself while the big man is having none of it. It appears he’s going to take the briefcase and the girl away. Anyway, Odetta looks into the contents of the briefcase.

It’s a bunch of papers and one key. The papers are some type of very cryptic memo about using the key on a PO Box near the Red Velvet but says nothing more about it and some instructions about how to proceed with “their” plans. Odetta doesn’t know who are “they” but she can take an easy guess and say it’s the mafia since part of the message is about one of “their” men already failed and is in custody of the police.

Uh, what a coincidence. Oh, and if you’re wondering how can Odetta see inside the briefcase, well she’s cool like that – or so she says…

Odetta peeks out and sees that she's being carried (in the briefcase) by the girl, who is running away from the fat mafia guy – Odetta has no idea where she is heading or where exactly she is. But she’s enjoying the ride.

What does Odetta do?

>Your job here is done! Time to go back to the Apartment!
>The show ain’t over! Keep watching this unfold!
>Write In.

>>4044862
>>The show ain’t over! Keep watching this unfold!

>>4044862
>>The show ain’t over! Keep watching this unfold!

>>4044862
>Check the girl's pockets to see what's inside them

>>4044862
>The show ain’t over! Keep watching this unfold!

>>4044862
>The show ain’t over! Keep watching this unfold!
Fucking with the mafia might help us get revenge better.

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Odetta’s curiosity hasn’t been satisfied, she feels like she can continue watching the show unfold! The girl seems to be in good shape, but the fat guy looks pissed – Odetta can’t decide who is going to win!

But damn, this girl is really quick like obnoxiously fast! So obnoxious, Odetta feels like there isn’t much point in watching if this is the difference between them, maybe she should go back home! But out of the blue, while the girl was about to cross the street, a speeding car almost runs her over – but trash girl reacted on time and stopped millimeters before a tragedy would happen, you have a strange feeling that if she was named Blake she would have died. But the scare made her lose balance, trip two steps back and fall on her butt! Dropping Odetta and the briefcase onto the middle of the street.

Odetta, not feeling attached to her new home, flies away from it to have a better spot to watch the drama unfold. A couple of cars ended up running over the briefcase, destroying it in the process. This little moment of chaos was long enough for the big guy to get next to the girl, both were witnesses of the death of that poor inanimate object.

The man gets even angrier than before and takes the girl away! The woman struggles for a little bit before being knocked out with a single punch, ouch. The big man now takes his phone and makes a call. Odetta gets closer to hear what’s going on.

“…Yeah, I lost it! A spy was in there! You said it was safe! …Right, Right.”

Odetta gets even closer to hear their conversation go.

“Why can’t you tell me right now?! This is fuckin’ stupid!” The big man complains.
“You know why, you illiterate brute.” A soft, almost woman-like voice comes from the phone.

“You’re not doing a great job convincing me here! You’re startin’ to lose influence among the boys and you know that, so at least try a little!”
“Can you at least recover the key?”

“What key? That fucking thing is gone, forget about it – I won’t go in the middle of the street for a fuckin’ key. Just tell me what to fuckin’ do.”
“Don’t wait for the other guy, he’s out. Just do your job.”

“He’s out?! You told me they were a bunch of fuckin’ nerds!”
“Do it any way you can. Understood?”

“Fine, fuckin’ whatever. Shit’s impossible! How can I find someone I don’t fuckin’ know about?! Oh, hello?! Gah! FUCK!”

The other guy hung up on him. How sad. Odetta whistles a sad tune for him.

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>>4045022

“Excuse me, good sir. Can I ask you what you’re doing with that poor girl?” It’s a guy with spiky hair and an eyepatch! Odetta feels like he’s not important.
“None of your business, fucker.” Big guy is not going to take anyone’s shit anymore! He’s really pissed.

“I think it is. Put her down, big man.” The spiky boy wants to fight…? He looks like a twig! Like Odetta looks now!
“Huh? And you’re going to make me?!”
“If you want to resort to that.” Spiky boy looks pissed. “I’ve been in a very bad mood lately.”

Odetta thinks this is going to get worse from this point…

What should Odetta do?

>Keep Watching!
>Go Home!
>Write In.

>>4045025
>Go Home!
>Remember what street this is taking place on

>>4045025
>>Keep Watching!

>>4045025
>Keep watching
>glance off and see if you can spot the key in the street too

>>4045025
>>Keep Watching!

>>4045044
>>Go Home!
>>Remember what street this is taking place on

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First, Odetta takes a quick glance around the street to see if she can spot the key. Well, she has no idea how, but the broken briefcase ended up at the other side of the street and all the stuff seems to be in there. Also she takes a look at what street she is in, Assault Vest Chonsey Street… What a weird ass name. But fitting for this country.

Now back to the show…

“Little punk havin’ a bad time? Are you going to run to momma?”
“Sheesh, how cliché can you be? You look and act like a lowly thug. How can you live with yourself? Do you look at yourself in the mirror every morning and think ‘this is what a winner looks like’? I’ll never understand scum like you, it’s like you need to make losing part of your identity. Now bring it, let me show you what a main character can do.” D-Does the little twig have fever or something? Odetta can’t believe those words came out of his mouth! She feels second-hand embarrassment! Odetta feels pity for everyone that’s his friend.

“Pfftt… I’m going to snap your neck, punk.” The big guy keeps it simple. In a strange way, it makes Odetta want to root for him! Not like she really cares about what’s happening.

The big man throws the girl away like she’s a puppet, but our ‘hero’ jumps and grabs her midair – then he creepily smells her hair and leaves her on the street. That’s so... wrong.

“You smell like a criminal too…” The twig man coughs. “…And garbage.”
“Die, you bitch!” The big man takes his chance for a sucker punch…! And connects! The twig’s face uses the girl as cushion. Somehow seconds later, the twig looks full of energy!

Odetta doesn’t understand what’s going on, but the twig takes like two vacuum heads from each one of his sleeves and starts beating the guy with them! The big man takes out chains and starts using them as a weapon. This fight looks utterly ridiculous but amusing enough for Odetta to watch until it climax where Twig manages to beat him just barely…! Big man falls unconscious and the dumbass with the eye patch smiles and waves to the non-existent crowd. Odetta boos him. Now the victorious loser start examining the unconscious girl.

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>>4045335

“Vender! I leave you for two seconds alone and look at what you did!” A girl with two melons for breasts appears in the scene. She looks like a cliché good girl and that pisses Odetta off for no good reason.

Odetta remembers something… Vender is the guy who was some mild problem for Alfred, Bruce and others. So this is the guy? Odetta is not impressed. So that must mean the other girl could be that Ichie girl too, both are friends of Aleister – which means they are friends of him…

“Tch… He’s part of the mafia and we still need to get rid of them.” Vender doesn’t seem too fond of her.
“Vender! Joining criminal organizations of this kind means our society failed these men! To provide them opportunities, to have decent lives and they enter this line of work as the only way to earn any money for their families!” Yep, she sounds like Ichie. Odetta has no doubts. “You went too far!” She’s checking the fat man up.

“W-Whatever, the big man can take a beating or two.” Vender doesn’t take Ichie’s scolding seriously.
“Vender, that kind of attitude has left men ostracized from even the most basic accesses of help! Stop treating them as second class citizen! Everyone needs help, Vender, please!” Ichie is really getting angry. Odetta believes this girl is using her speech just to shame his friend than actually believing it.

“I’m sorry! But this guy was kidnapping this poor girl! I had to do something!”
“There are protocols! I didn’t take you out of jail for you to beat poor men up! You want to stain my good name as well? Think please!” Ichie shakes her head in disapproval.
“I respect all law enforcers and their duty, but I-I’m not cop! And I already apologized…” Vender looks remorseful…

Odetta spots security guards and the hairdresser coming over to the scene…

What does Odetta do?

>Watch the final act!
>Leave for god’s sake!
>Write In.

>>4045339
>Try to possess the trash girl's body and run after the briefcase.

>>4045339
>>Watch the final act!

>>4045339
>>Watch the final act!

>>4045339
>>Leave for god’s sake!

>>4045345
I'll change to this

>>4045345
>>4045378

Let's roll for possessing the body!

1d100, best of 5!

Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>4045405

Rolled 68 (1d100)

>>4045405

Rolled 11 (1d100)

>>4045405

Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>4045405

Rolled 46 (1d100)

>>4045405

Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>4045405

>>4045407
The best roll and it's just a little shy from being nice. Damn.

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Odetta is thinking it’s about time to break the #6 principle: “Never try to possess a living body.” Odetta apologizes to Aunt May and that dumb idiot Jay mentally for breaking the rules once again, but she feels like she needs to retrieve that briefcase. She’ll possess trash girl’s body and run with it.

Those principles have been taboo for so long she doesn’t have any idea as to what the consequences could be, she can imagine it can be about losing the sense of self or something like that for this one. But if it’s about breaking rules, Odetta already broke principles #1 and #4, which she won’t explain right now.

Odetta gets closer to trash girl's body and hesitates… The scene still playing out…

“You uncouth men! How long is it going to take to capture her? I arrived even before you!” The hairdresser Geneviève scolds the security men as she gets where both unconscious bodies are.
“Please be respectful with them! Their job is not easy and extremely dangerous!” Ichie scolds the hairdresser.

“Be quiet, mademoiselle. The girl that the gentleman with spiky hair is holding is the one who ran away without paying!” Geneviève points out.
“So you were really a dirty girl after all…” Vender starts smirking as he caresses the trash girl’s face.

“Oh god, these guys again…” Security guard 1 looks tired and pissed.
“We didn’t quit our job at the Great Care for this…” Security guard 2 looks deflated.

“It looks like you two have been doing well, I’m glad!” Ichie smiles at both men. They look a tiny bit happy to see her and both of them tip their hat.
“Enough. Take the girl back at the store, I’m calling the police.” The hairdresser orders the two guards.

“Errr… whatever.” Security Guard 1 approaches trash girl and Vender.
“Ehem.” Vender leaves trash girl on the ground, grabs Security Guard 1 by the shoulder and drags him to the hairdresser. Now those 4 (including the other security) are next to each other in a circle. “Listen you three, I know this girl has been very very naughty, but I’m willing to settle things for her. I’ll teach her a lesson or two that she surely needs, leave it to my hands. Now that doesn’t mean you won’t get rewarded. How much money did she owe you?”

“3000 G-bucks, monsieur.” Woah, the hairdresser lied again. What a surprise.
“My goodness, what a disgraceful woman this girl is… What if I pay you 5000, and you two get 300 each – and leave things to me! How does that sound?” Vender takes his wallet out and shows the money in cash!

“Sounds perfect to me. Au revoir.” The hairdresser takes the money and leaves without giving a second thought.
“Eh.” Security guard 2 takes the money as well.

“…Have a good day, sir.” Security guard 1 grabs his part as well.

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>>4045626

“Excellent! Good news, soon-to-be madam, I shall turn you into a pro…!” Vender turns around and sees nobody but the fat man unconscious on the ground.

….


Meanwhile, while the transaction was happening, Odetta took over trash girl’s body and when she saw her chance – she stood up and went like a bat out of hell for the briefcase! But there is a list of negatives:

One, using this body feels sluggish and Odetta knows for sure she’s running slower than the trash girl did before.

Two, the sensation she’s feeling is too trippy, almost like her senses aren’t working properly, but for now Odetta can manage it.

Three, the moment trash girl wakes up, Odetta knows for sure she will be yeeted out of the body and it’s going to hurt like never before!

Fourth and most importantly, despite taking her time at first, Ichie found out Odetta was escaping and she’s chasing her! And she’s stupidly fast – so fast in fact, she’s already behind your trash mobile!

“Stop it, you!” Unlike her angelic smile from moments ago, she is determined to crush Odetta!
“Oh god, bad idea. Bad idea. BAD IDEA” But Odetta’s momma told her to stick to even your worst ideas!

Sadly this is all we have for this thread! Thanks for playing!