>>4497557
>>"My lifelong rival and I want to settle our dispute once and for all, we require judges for our cooking duel. Can you help us?" requested by Haytham Gerges. [Bruce Case]
>[NEW] “We need extras for our Silver Sun filming production! We need people with lots of stamina!” requested by Lai Zhi. [Bruce Case]

>>4497557
>[NEW] “We need people to help us out with the preparations for this year’s Red Emitter Dance! Help us out, will ya?” requested by Laoling’s City Council. [Catastrovania Case]

>>4497557
Choice for do:
>>"Hey, I need to find the legendary Boxer 'La Pared'. Can you do it? I need his wisdom." requested by Terezinha. [Maggie Case]
Choice for never:
>[NEW] “We need people to help us out with the preparations for this year’s Red Emitter Dance! Help us out, will ya?” requested by Laoling’s City Council. [Catastrovania Case]

>>4497559
To break the tie, I'll change my first choice to
>[NEW] “We need people to help us out with the preparations for this year’s Red Emitter Dance! Help us out, will ya?” requested by Laoling’s City Council. [Catastrovania Case]

>>4497557
>that pic
I WANT TO PLOW ODETTA INTO THE BEDSHEETS AFTER HAVING A NICE DINNER AND MAKEOUT SESSION WITH HER, AS SHE FEELS SO MUCH UNDENIABLE PLEASURE AND JOY THAT SHE STARTS BEING AFRAID SHE'LL DIE FOR REAL, BUT THE SENSATION OF MY CUM FLOWING INTO HER WOMB AND KNOCKING HER HOT SPOOKY CRIPPLED ASS UP AND THE KNOWLEDGE SHE'S GOING TO BE A MOTHER WILL BE SURE TO KEEP HER SOUL TIED DOWN... FOLLOWED BY TYING THE KNOT AND MAKING HER THE HAPPIEST PARANORMAL INVESTIGATOR "ALIVE"!!!!!

>"Hey, I need to find the legendary Boxer 'La Pared'. Can you do it? I need his wisdom." requested by Terezinha. [Maggie Case]
>[NEW] “We need extras for our Silver Sun filming production! We need people with lots of stamina!” requested by Lai Zhi. [Bruce Case]

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>>4497557
Stats

>>4497557
Dewitt:
>>"Hey, I need to find the legendary Boxer 'La Pared'. Can you do it? I need his wisdom." requested by Terezinha. [Maggie Case]
Never:
>[NEW] “We need people to help us out with the preparations for this year’s Red Emitter Dance! Help us out, will ya?” requested by Laoling’s City Council. [Catastrovania Case]

>>4497557
Do:
>"My lifelong rival and I want to settle our dispute once and for all, we require judges for our cooking duel. Can you help us?" requested by Haytham Gerges. [Bruce Case]

>[NEW] “We need people to help us out with the preparations for this year’s Red Emitter Dance! Help us out, will ya?” requested by Laoling’s City Council. [Catastrovania Case]

>>4497557
>[NEW] “We need people to help us out with the preparations for this year’s Red Emitter Dance! Help us out, will ya?” requested by Laoling’s City Council. [Catastrovania Case]
>[NEW] “We need extras for our Silver Sun filming production! We need people with lots of stamina!” requested by Lai Zhi. [Bruce Case]

>>4497557
>[NEW] “We need people to help us out with the preparations for this year’s Red Emitter Dance! Help us out, will ya?” requested by Laoling’s City Council. [Catastrovania Case]
>[NEW] “We need extras for our Silver Sun filming production! We need people with lots of stamina!” requested by Lai Zhi. [Bruce Case]

>>4497557
>"Hey, I need to find the legendary Boxer 'La Pared'. Can you do it? I need his wisdom." requested by Terezinha. [Maggie Case]
>[NEW] “We need extras for our Silver Sun filming production! We need people with lots of stamina!” requested by Lai Zhi. [Bruce Case]

>>4497559
>>4497585
This tie has gone on for too long, changing to
>"Hey, I need to find the legendary Boxer 'La Pared'. Can you do it? I need his wisdom." requested by Terezinha. [Maggie Case]

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[DAY 19/THURSDAY]

With your early morning routine out of the way, it’s time to pick up today’s request. Everyone is gathered around the couch to determine who goes where. Unlike yesterday, Maggie seems to be holding herself acceptably.

“A-A Silver Sun filming production that I wasn’t invited to despite being his greatest enemy?! The nerve!” Catastrovania is fuming at the sight of ‘We need extras for our Silver Sun filming production! We need people with lots of stamina!’ request by Lai Zhi. “That production is doomed! In fact, I’ll curse it!”

“It’s not like they need you there, they’re probably going to hire an actress to do your part.” Maggie argues. What does she mean that they’re probably going to do that? They have to do it.

“They are not going to capture my WELL-CRAFTED and MYSTERIOUS character without MY input!” Catastrovania objects to the idea that she isn’t valuable.

“So you want to d-do that one?” Bruce is interested in these superhero shenanigans.

“She just cursed it.” You don’t think that’s the point.

“Remove your curse at once, and deal with it yourself! Use that passion for something useful!” Odetta wants the movie to do well for her client’s sake. You don’t think Catastrovania is able to curse anything but her damn luck.

“Fufufu… very well. I told Silver Sun that that wasn’t the last he’s seen of me!” Catastrovania walks away from the apartment with vengeance on her mind. You like that. Too bad you know it’s not going to be of much use.

“W-Wait, it says you need people with stamina though and Cat barely can lift her own eyelids…” Maggie has a bad feeling about this. Cat was too absorbed in her own thoughts to listen to Maggie, that’s usually a good thing, but not in this case.

“I-I always wanted to be at a movie production, so I’ll make up for her.” Bruce is prepared to do the impossible. “I’ll see you guys later.” He walks away as well. It seems he doesn’t mind being around Catastrovania all that much. That’s progress.

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>>4497674

You’re left with Maggie and Odetta to discuss what you’re going to do on your end.

“So I’m thinking of choosing this one.” You show everyone the Case: ‘Hey, I need to find the legendary Boxer 'La Pared'. Can you do it? I need his wisdom.’ requested by Terezinha. “It could be useful for our training as well.”

“Isn’t that like the crap Odetta does? Looking for weirdos? I bet she can do it easily.” Maggie is not sold on it.

“Your flattery needs work if you want me to do your job, you weasel.” Odetta isn’t impressed with Maggie’s words.

“W-Weasel?!” Maggie is offended.

You don’t want to listen to these two drivel…

What do you do?

>Call the Client. Try to get as much information as you can.
>If La Pared is that legendary, search him online. Maybe you can learn something interesting.
>Try to convince Odetta to help you out this time. It would be nice to have her around.
>Write In.

>>4497676
>>Try to convince Odetta to help you out this time. It would be nice to have her around.

>>4497676
>If La Pared is that legendary, search him online. Maybe you can learn something interesting.

>>4497557
Cutedetta

>>4497676
>Try to convince Odetta to help you out this time. It would be nice to have her around.

>>4497676
>If La Pared is that legendary, search him online. Maybe you can learn something interesting.

>>4497676
>Try to convince Odetta to help you out this time. It would be nice to have her around.
CUTE WHEELCHAIR CRIPPLE GOTH

>>4497676
>>Try to convince Odetta to help you out this time. It would be nice to have her around.

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“Her point still stands, we could use your help in this instance.” You don’t think Maggie was off the mark here. “So please.”

“I like your tone much better, but I don’t think you need me. It’s a waste of my talents for me to do this meager task.” Odetta is not really up for it.

“It would be far more efficient to do it with your help instead of wasting hours doing pointless research.” You object. “Besides, you need to go out every now and then.”

“I can see the outside world using my Astral Projection, which I would use if I aid you.” Odetta doesn’t want to leave the apartment.

“But your body needs more than 10 minutes of sunlight.” You know she needs more Vitamin D.

“That’s the daily requirement!” Odetta argues.

“The bare minimum, you mean.” You remind her.

“So? I just said I’ll be using my Astral Projection, so your point is meaningless.” Odetta smirks.

“But your ghost form is weaker under the sunlight. I mean, all ghosts are!” Maggie believes something with no basis in reality.

“You’re so wrong on every level I’m going to start ignoring you.” Odetta didn’t like what Maggie said.

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>>4497768

“You’re so sensitive…” Maggie smiles.

“Weasel.” Odetta is a petty girl. What happened to ignoring her?

“Zombie.” Maggie is even worse.

“Enough.” You stop this nonsense. “What is certain is that you two need to learn how to work together and this is a proper opportunity to do so.”

“We did just fine in the hospital.” Odetta doesn’t believe this is true.

“Allie, can’t you tell that she just wants something in exchange?” Maggie is tired of playing this game and just spits the facts.

“Hey, hey, if you spell it out like that you make me look selfish… We’re just having a friendly chat that could lead to some benefits.” Odetta smirks.

“See?” Puffy Maggie shrugs.

With these pretenses gone, you can go convince Odetta to actually help now…

What do you do?

>Offer Odetta some junk food for later.
>Offer Odetta a secret present for later.
>Just make her do it, Odetta needs to help every now and then.
>Don’t offer this ungrateful ghost anything.
>Write In.

>>4497770
>>Offer Odetta some junk food for later.
>>Pretend to call a pizzeria just to fuck with her.

>>4497770
>>Offer Odetta some junk food for later.
Getting her some extra sunlight will offset the downsideds

>>4497770
>Offer Odetta some junk food for later.

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“Fine. You’ll eat some junk food later, I promise.” You give her your terms. You’re not going to buy her anything too heavy for her body. But she doesn’t need to know that now.

“That’s better than what I was hoping for, hehe.” Odetta liked that answer. “Don’t think ya can buy me with food all the time, I’m just trying to be nice ‘cause it’s you.”

“Thank you I suppose.” You don’t know if that’s true or not yet.

“I still feel a lil’ bit bloated from yesterday, but I can’t wait!” Puffy Maggie is excited as she grabs her waist.

“Maggie, I never said I was going to buy for everyone.” You ruin her party before it gets dangerous.

“Huh?! You can’t be serious!” Maggie feels betrayed.

“Don’t sweat it, in the state I’m in I’ll end up sharing.” Odetta is being nice all of the sudden.

“Really?! I’m sorry for calling a zombie, Oddy!” Maggie goes to hug the skeleton. “You’re the best!”

“Egh! S-Stop it, woman!” Odetta tries to push Maggie back but she’s too weak. “H-How basic can you be to get all excited for food?! Are you a dog or something?!”

“You just negotiated for some.” You remind the ghostly creature.

“J-Just get her away from me…!” Odetta doesn’t like getting hugged. You understand why.

After Maggie stops Maggieing, you go back to the issue at hand, you need to find the legendary Boxer ‘La Pared’.

“S-Since when were you so affectionate, woman?” Odetta didn’t like having Maggie that close.

Or maybe you don’t go back to the issue at hand after all...

“I don’t know! Since yesterday I feel, like, so lovely inside that I wanted to share with the whole world! So hugs for everyone!” Maggie giggles. “Or maybe I have digestive problems, but I don’t think so! I just want everyone to feel happy happy!”

“You two were just bickering moments ago.” You point out.

“Allie don’t ruin it.” Maggie continues smiling but her tone of voice has shifted.

“Whatever that is, I don’t want any of it.” Odetta hates it.

“Allie, can I hug you?” Maggie wants to embrace you.

“No.” You deny it.

“Hmm…” Maggie does it anyway.

“Stop that, we have a job to do.” Odetta complains.

“Agreed.” You won’t admit that Maggie feels nice.

“Okay, one of you needs to call our client, and the other needs to search online for pics of this guy. Famous people are easy to find, just leave the rest to me.” Odetta is confident that this is going to be easy. She’s the expert, so you don’t mind her taking the lead.

What do you do?

>Call the Client.
>Search for pics of ‘La Pared’ online.
>Write In.

(I got a little tired so this is the last reply of the day, we continue tomorrow!)

>>4497826
>>Call the Client.

>>4497586
Based btw

>>4497826
>Call the Client.

>>4497826
>Call the Client.

>>4497826
>Call the Client.

>>4497826
>>Write In.
Look up La Pared's wikipedia to find out what his deal is to begin with.

>>4497826
>Call the Client.
Also look up 'La Pared' ourselves online

>>4497826
>>Search for pics of ‘La Pared’ online.

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“I’ll call the client.” Like you always do.

“Oh, oh, then I’ll look this guy up, where’s Cat’s laptop?” Maggie is looking around for it. “Wait, what’s the password again?”

“I’ll type it up, just bring it here.” Odetta cracks her knuckles. It’s good that Catastrovania is willingly letting you guys use her computer.

“I’ll leave it to you two then, excuse me.”

You go to your room to make the fated call to your client to get as many details as possible for a smooth investigation. You introduce yourself neatly and get directly to the subject of importance.

“I’m very thankful you have come to my aid.” Your client Terezinha has a commanding voice despite her respectfulness. “You must keep this exchange a secret from everyone, I don’t want any of this information leaked. I decided to contact you because you’re in Hamje and the people in the big city barely know about the site.”

“Secrecy is part of our policy.” You maintain your professionalism. “Any information you can provide us will be useful.”

“That’s reassuring. I would be in great trouble if people find out I’m doing this.” Terezinha appreciates it. “You see, I’m the professional boxer ‘Green Wall’ Terezinha, I’m fairly new to the Pro scene and I’m getting my ass kicked. I’m going behind my coach’s back to find a way to turn this bad stint around, so you understand how bad this could be for me if someone finds out, right? I could be kicked off the team, and even out of the gym.”

“Right.” You say.

“Let’s get right to business then, the guy I asked you to find? That’s the man I molded my own boxing style on. I’m surprised you haven’t heard of ‘La Pared’ but you don’t sound like a big boxing fan, so I supposed it’s not that big in Topakasa.” Terezinha notices. Maybe she’s hurt that you didn’t recognize her.

“I have a friend that is, so I’m not completely lost.” You wonder how Koh is doing right now.

“Knowing the rules isn’t important here, it’s the history behind it. La Pared is the second most important boxer that our country has ever produced and arguably the most influential! He was known for having an impenetrable defense and nasty counterpunches, his cerebral style revolutionized the whole scene at the time. He was champion for years until El Macho took him down.” Terezinha gives you a brief introduction to the man in question. “You know El Macho, right?”

“Yeah, I do.” You know El Macho more for staring in old action movies your father liked than for whatever boxing achievements he had, you know he was world champion for over a decade. He’s still regarded as one of the nation's greatest icons.

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>>4498972

“Well, La Pared was his fiercest rival, but he was always outmatched, if only La Pared was a couple years younger – I know for sure there would be more of a debate over which of the two was the greatest of all time. Regardless, their matches were legendary. In their last bout together, La Pared was pilling up injuries and years over his physical prime, but he was determined to defeat el Macho with his new technique, but he got his ass handed to him in the first round before he could use it…” Terezinha is really getting into this story. “The press destroyed him, he was only seen as a joke… Humiliated, he disappeared, never to be seen again, and with him, all his secrets. Now he’s not even a footnote in our sport’s history since El Macho surpassed all his accolades with ease… except for the day he was humiliated. It was a terrible day for our sport, so much lost valuable knowledge disappeared with him.”

“Wouldn’t it be wiser to use El Macho’s fighting style?” You question.

“Yeah, but that’s what everyone does, the modern boxing style we know is based on what that man did. Everything is now! The costumes, the elaborate entrances, the team based sport… All on him! Even the fact that La Pared had to wear a mask and call himself that was thanks to him. So you know where this is going, right?” Terezinha wants to know that secret technique La Pared never got to use.

“I do. Any clues on where to find him?” You want to get this going.

“My style is just a crude imitation from the footage I found of him, so I need his guidance and h-his autograph… and yes, I have pictures of La Pared before he wore a mask, these are pretty rare nowadays. I’ll send them to you. His real name is Zain Koroma and there is a rumor that he lives near Hamje.” Terezinha is a big fan girl of the guy. “Thanks again for doing this, Alfred. I will be forever in your debt.”

“I’m only doing my job.” You don’t want unnecessary praise.

“You’re that kind of guy, huh? I wish you well!” Terezinha sounds excited. She seems to hold the Xi Psi Pi group in high regard if she is taking this for granted…

You have received the old pics…

What do you do?

>Give all the information to Odetta and let her deal with this.
>Expose the long backstory of La Pared to the others because if you had to listen to all of it, they should too.
>Ask Odetta what you should do without using her powers, that will be the last resort.
>Write In.

>>4498975
>>Give all the information to Odetta and let her deal with this.
Return of Odetta quest?

>>4498975

>Give all the information to Odetta and let her deal with this.

>>4498975
>Expose the long backstory of La Pared to the others because if you had to listen to all of it, they should too.

>>4498975
>Ask Odetta what you should do without using her powers, that will be the last resort.

>>4498975
>>Expose the long backstory of La Pared to the others because if you had to listen to all of it, they should too.

>>4498975
>Give all the information to Odetta and let her deal with this.

>>4498975
>Expose the long backstory of La Pared to the others because if you had to listen to all of it, they should too.

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“With the information at hand you take the most logical next step; giving it to Odetta and letting her deal with this. You go back to the living room to tell both girls about your findings. They’re both sitting on the couch, with the laptop by the side, waiting for you to come back.

“Hey Allie, nobody knows anything about the guy online ‘cept that he’s a big loser.” Maggie initiates the conversation with an interesting tidbit. “He’s also wearing a mask in the pic we found on Wakapedia.”

“Not even his real name is listed. How bothersome.” Odetta isn’t pleased about this. Wakapedia usually has all this surface level information. “Up to our client to clean this up or we’re going to do more work than it’s worth it, what you got?”

“The bare minimum.” You show them the picture on your phone of the guy when he was younger and tell them his name, and that he should be around. “Now show us what you can do, Odetta.”

“That’s a good start, but that ain’t enough. Let’s see, he must be an old man now, and his name is Zain Koroma. Let’s look him up first…” Odetta takes the laptop and begins typing, she’s trying to find him some way. She’s really into this.

“Oi, Allie. C’mere, I wanna see that pic, like, up close.” Maggie waves her hand towards herself. You relent and get closer to show her the pic. “Hmm… I think I know him.”

“You do?” You wonder how.

“Yeah, yeah, it’s that old man that asked me to…! N-Nevermind, I never saw him in my entire life. Nope. Not once.” Maggie changes her mind and lies terribly. She’s even carefree whistling…

“Could you be quiet? I’m doing your work here.” Odetta wants peace… She wasn’t listening to the conversation.

You know what you must do now.

What do you do?

>Make Maggie tell Odetta what she just said. Social pressure will force her to confess.
>Tell Maggie that it’s pointless to keep hiding this information.
>Help Odetta search online instead. If Maggie doesn’t want to talk, it’s for a reason. Also you could learn a thing or two about how Odetta does things.
>Write In.

>>4499115
>>Make Maggie tell Odetta what she just said. Social pressure will force her to confess.

>>4499115
>>Help Odetta search online instead. If Maggie doesn’t want to talk, it’s for a reason. Also you could learn a thing or two about how Odetta does things.

>>4499115
>Make Maggie tell Odetta what she just said. Social pressure will force her to confess.

>>4499115
>Make Maggie tell Odetta what she just said. Social pressure will force her to confess.
Tell Odetta about any possible leads so when the time comes she can do her mission as best she can

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“Didn’t you hear her, Odetta? Maggie, tell her what you said.” You bring up the pressure to make her confess.

“I-I said nothin’!” Maggie gets all nervous.

“That sounds like you’re hiding something, do I have to remind you what line of work I perform in? It would be better if you just confess, y’know?” Odetta grins mischievously.

“A-Allie, she’s threatenin’ me!” Maggie acts afraid.

“She’s a cripple.” You reply.

“S-So?! She can turn into a ghost and spook me! And you know what happens when I’m spooked!” Maggie pretends to be in fear.

“I’m not a cripple, and I’m DEFINITELY not a ghost! Knock it off!” Odetta has an outburst. She starts coughing. “Oh good…”

“A-Are you okay, Oddy?” Maggie and you check on her, she looks a little tired.

“Stop calling me Oddy…” Odetta doesn’t like that either.

“Did you get tired out from typing on a computer?” Maggie looks surprised.

“S-Shut your trap...” Odetta looks really uncomfortable as you take away the laptop from her lap, she didn’t struggle to keep it. Her expression just tells you Maggie was right on the nose. “Just confess already so we can move on…”

“Agreed.” You want to get this case done as soon as possible.

“B-But…” Maggie really doesn’t want to.

“I’ll threaten you for real.” Odetta glares at the suspicious girl.

“I get it! I get it! Like, calm down!” Maggie admits defeat. “You two promise me you won’t tell the others or look down on me for this!”

“I have more than enough reasons to look down on you, this one won’t change anything.” Odetta has no regard for Maggie.

“Is that supposed to make me feel better?!” Maggie gets angry.

“No.” Odetta deadpans.

“Allie, tell her something! She’s being too mean!” Maggie wants retribution.

“I know you’re just buying time, Maggie.” You won’t fall for her tricks.

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>>4499298

“Tch, you two are just too sharp.” Maggie pouts, then she inhales and exhales:

“I’ll tell ya, the guy in the pic looks like an old man I met at the beach in Naramatsunai, I’m sure of it, I’m good at recognizing people’s faces even if they get all old and shit.” Maggie starts bouncing on the couch for no reason. “He was an artist or something, he was carrying a giant sketchbook and charcoal with him all the time. He approached me and asked if I could be his model for a lil’ bit, I told him that I wouldn’t do it for free, so he could get a grip. But then he showed some mad money, so I had no other option to accept! It was for artistic purposes! And even if they weren’t, my aunt taught how to handle perverted old men, so I wasn’t worried. He even gave me extra cash to do it in a bikini, I mean I couldn’t refuse that either! He needed to see as much as he could so he could have an anatomically correct sketch! That’s how I paid for the cabin and realized my tummy was all smooth and stuff. Oh, he also asked me if I could take my top off, but I wasn’t sure if I could. I've seen nudist beaches in foreigner movies but I don’t think they’re a thing here. Then he offered me to do it at his house one of these days if I wasn’t comfortable exposing myself in public – and if I was he would be waiting at the beach as he spends most of the day there drawing, I said maybe! But then we had to leave 2 days later...” It’s been a while since you heard Maggie talk this much… You have no idea how to feel about what she just said.

“T-That went way longer than I anticipated. What can you tell me about the way he looks?” Odetta doesn’t know how to respond.

“He has moustache, a man bun and looks like he lives a miserable life.” Maggie smiles.

“Very well, let me see that pic again and I’ll be ready to find him.” Odetta smirks. “I’ll steal his phone number and find his address. I’ll be back in a bit.”

“Wait.” You stop Odetta before she does anything.

“What…?” Odetta looks concerned.

Why did you stop her? What are you planning to do?

>“We’re going on a trip to meet this man instead.” You’ll drive with the girls.
>“You stay put. You’re tired. We’ll go meet him.” Let Odetta rest and do the mission yourself.
>“Are you sure this is all you need?” Make sure Odetta is ready for real to do this.
>Write In.

>>4499300
also last reply of the day, we continue tomorrow.

>>4499300
>>“We’re going on a trip to meet this man instead.” You’ll drive with the girls.

>>4499300
>“We’re going on a trip to meet this man instead.” You’ll drive with the girls.
Everybody loves a roadtrip, right?

>>4499300
>“We’re going on a trip to meet this man instead.” You’ll drive with the girls.

>>4499300
>“Are you sure this is all you need?” Make sure Odetta is ready for real to do this.

>>4499300
>>“We’re going on a trip to meet this man instead.” You’ll drive with the girls.

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“We’re going on a trip to meet this man instead.” You’re going to drive these two there, everybody loves roadtrips, that’s a fact. “We can get your food on our way back.” A perfect plan.

“Huh?” Odetta looks perplexed.

“You heard that, Oddy? We’re going to the beach!” Maggie gets all excited.

“I-I thought you wanted me to do my thing…” Odetta wants to use her ability. “You want my help or not?”

“Yes, that’s why you are coming with us.” You told her that she needed some sunlight. “Now let me search for the wheelchair.”

“How many times have I told you that I can walk perfectly fine?” Odetta doesn’t want to feel humiliated, despite coughing again. She moves around like her legs are made out of wood.

“Oddy, you just got exhausted from typing.” Maggie reminds Ms. Only Bones about that. “Noooow, should we pack some swimsuits or not?”

“No.” You have a mission to do.

“At least let the question breath for a sec!” Maggie didn’t like your sharpness.

Despite your answer, Maggie changed clothes to ones more fitting for the place you’re going. You put sunscreen on everyone because the sunlight seems particularly strong today, it was barely noticeable on Odetta, she’s just too pale. You had to go to the gas station ‘cause you were already running low on fuel from yesterday’s trip. With everything ready, you drove to Naramatsunai.

During the trip, you and Maggie tried to show Odetta the scenery, but you barely know the place so you mostly talked about the random hills near the highway. Some were tall. Odetta was amused enough not to fall asleep. You saw the original Flux on the way, you wonder how Camillo is doing, but there is no time for detours, you just need to go to the beach.

Odetta demanded to be on her feet instead of using the wheelchair any longer, but she clearly needs help to keep standing up for longer than a few minutes, so she’s leaning heavily on you. As heavily as a paper bag can that is.

From afar, Maggie points out the target among the people on the beach, he is scribbling in his big sketchbook on a tall rock near the coast. Looks like the perfect spot for something like this. He looks like a homeless man. You hope he doesn’t smell like one or is affiliated with a certain secret spy network.

What’s the plan?

>Let Maggie deal with him. Tell her to explain the situation and request politely for his help. She’s a familiar face to him after all.
>Approach the old man together, and explain the situation and see how he reacts.
>Pretend to be interested in his terrible excuse for art and go from there.
>Write In.

>>4500456
>>Pretend to be interested in his terrible excuse for art and go from there.

>>4500456
>>Pretend to be interested in his terrible excuse for art and go from there.

>>4500456
>>Pretend to be interested in his terrible excuse for art and go from there.

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Well flattery always makes situations easier or more difficult, you expect the former because street artists like to be praised an unorthodox amount for lackluster work, like graffiting your old store for example. You wanted to approach him by yourself, but with Odetta clinging onto you and Maggie not wanting to be left alone, you all went in together.

“A nice day to draw, isn’t it?” You slay the ice with your sharp tongue.

“Yeah, I suppose. Every day works differently for everyone.” The old man fails to sound wise as he continues drawing, he doesn’t take his eyes off the canvas.

“From what I see, you’re having a good one, eh?” Noticing what you’re trying to do, Odetta plays along.

“This? This is nothing but a scribble waiting to die a slow death.” Zain Koroma isn’t particularly proud of his work.

“A good hand can be seen through hard times.” Odetta smiles.

“Your words of praise are destined to fall deaf to the ears of this putrid old man, so give them to someone who can appreciate them.” La Pared has seen better days. He sighs.

“Maybe the old man can appreciate his own work for once.” Odetta is trying to be nice.

“Listen here, kids, what I don’t appreciate are liars. I can tell when someone genuinely likes my work easily, because it hasn’t happened yet.” Zain doesn’t stop working, like you’re not worth his time. “So if you want anything from me, I’m all ears.” He says that, but he’s not interested in the slightest about you two.

How do you respond?

>“We require your services, Mr. La Pared.” Explain the situation with Terezinha.
>“Your name Zain Koroma, correct?” Start slow, but start being frank.
>“Artists like you are their worst critics. You’re not bad.” Pretend to be honest and nice.
>“Your work is shit.” If he wants to hear the truth…
>Unleash the Maggie. Maybe he’ll get more talkative with her speaking.
>Write In.

>>4500538
>>Unleash the Maggie. Maybe he’ll get more talkative with her speaking.

>>4500538
>>“Your name Zain Koroma, correct?” Start slow, but start being frank.

>>4500538
>>Unleash the Maggie. Maybe he’ll get more talkative with her speaking.

>>4500538
>Unleash the Maggie. Maybe he’ll get more talkative with her speaking.

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“It would be nicer if you could look at us while we’re talking.” Odetta doesn’t appreciate the carelessness of the old man.

“I’m terribly sorry, but you’re the ones interrupting me here.” La Pared is awfully honest. You respect that.

But even if you understand, his attitude is a hindrance to your mission, you have no other option but to unleash the Maggie. They know each other, so the least you expect of him is to react to her somehow. You gently tap your secret weapon on the shoulder to make her act…

“Hey old geezer, I’m back!” Maggie pretends to be in a better mood.

“Freckles, is that you?” La Pared’s head turns away from the canvas as he shows an emotion that isn’t disdain. “It is you, my dear muse!” He doesn’t seem joyful, but it’s pretty close to that. “What happened to your hair…?”

“Tee-hee, you like it? It’s like all puffy now. Don’t know how to feel ‘bout it, it’s really comfortable to sleep on it though.” Maggie plays with her new hairstyle.

“It compliments your face, mhm.” La Pared seems to have good thoughts about it.

They’re talking like you and Odetta are not even here…

“Our paths couldn’t have collided at a better moment! I’ve been in a slump and I require your services, freckles!” Zain Koroma struggles to hide his excitement, but still he remains composed.

“Jeez, you need to calm down, I just wanted to have a lil’ chit chat, that’s all.” Maggie plays dumb.

“But there is no time to waste, I feel the inspiration coming to me.” Zain Koroma nods to himself.

“Hey, you were talking to us.” Odetta makes her fingers snap.

“Oh, apologies. Now that I’ve taken a look at you too…” La Pared is examining you and Odetta. “You seem to be in great shape, young man. Perfect for the job as well, if I was interested in drawing men.”

“Thank you.” You don’t like the compliment coming from him though.

“But I’m not sure that I’m interested in skeleton anatomy… Are you eating properly, young lady? I’m concerned.” La Pared is concerned about Odetta.

“From one decaying corpse to another: fuck you.” Odetta didn’t like that one bit.

“What a foul mouth from such a lovely face.” Zain Koroma is a strange guy. “Either way, freckles. I formally request you for your assistance once again. Please.”

“Well… Huh…” Maggie turns to you, expecting an answer.

How do you respond?

>“We can make a deal.” Propose the exchange of information with Terezinha for a Maggie modelling session.
>“Before we get into any negotiation, your name is Zain ‘La Pared’ Koroma, right?” Start negotiating.
>“Maggie is not doing anything like that.” Get that out of the way now before it blows up later.
>Write In.

>>4500622
>>“Before we get into any negotiation, your name is Zain ‘La Pared’ Koroma, right?” Start negotiating.

>>4500622
>“Before we get into any negotiation, your name is Zain ‘La Pared’ Koroma, right?” Start negotiating.

>>4500622
>“We can make a deal.” Propose the exchange of information with Terezinha for a Maggie modelling session
>Volunteer as well

>>4500622
>>“Before we get into any negotiation, your name is Zain ‘La Pared’ Koroma, right?” Start negotiating.

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“Before we get into any negotiation, your name is Zain ‘La Pared’ Koroma, right?” You want to start this negotiation properly.

“Pardon?” La Pared plays dumb but you can tell by his reaction that he knows what you’re talking about.

“Multiple time National Heavyweight Boxing Champion in a time when Prancijan had the best fighters in the world, two time World Heavyweight Champion on top of that if you have any doubts about his abilities.” Odetta reads it out loud from Wakapedia. “You were quite the individual, the impenetrable wall one might say.”

“Freckles, you know these two?” The old man sounds distrustful.

“Yeah, they’re my friends.” Maggie’s carefree attitude should be a good signal for him. “I didn’t know who you were until moments ago…”

“Yes, I’m Zain Koroma. What do you want from me?” Zain finally admits it.

“No need to be hostile. We’re not interested in revealing your identity to anyone or anything of the like.” You come in peace.

“Hmph, I’ve never been afraid of telling people who I am, so don’t be concerned. But if you had the pretense that you could blackmail me with that information, I know I can’t let my guard down.” Zain tries to sound more cunning than he is.

“You really think this poor frail girl could do anything to a former world champion? You are way too kind with your words.” Odetta starts getting jokey.

“I’m just a loser with a busted knee and a broken back, nothing more.” La Pared pretends to be cool.

“Don’t be so melodramatic.” Odetta smirks. “You’re in good company.”

“What do you want?” Zain is ready to talk.

How do you go about this?

>Appeal to his pride. His redemption arc will start with him as a coach for a new prospect. The story of La Pared isn’t over yet.
>Go the extra mile. Negotiate an art modelling session for his services. If he wants Maggie to help him out, he’ll have to comply with your demands.
>Keep it simple. Relay the information Terezinha gave you, he’ll make his decision, going out of the way to make this work isn’t part of the job.
>Write In.

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

>>4500670
>>Appeal to his pride. His redemption arc will start with him as a coach for a new prospect. The story of La Pared isn’t over yet.
Save Maggie modeling as a last resort

>>4500670
>Keep it simple. Relay the information Terezinha gave you, he’ll make his decision, going out of the way to make this work isn’t part of the job.

>>4500670
>Appeal to his pride. His redemption arc will start with him as a coach for a new prospect. The story of La Pared isn’t over yet.
Cause we might as well give it a shot

>>4500670
>>Write In.
Negotiate about going extra mile. Ask what modelling he needs in return for his time. Also suggest that if Alfred is perfect for the job then Zain could use this as an opportunity to broaden his skills. If he doesn't find it working out after one try then perhaps Maggie could be convinced.

>>4500676
+1

>>4500670
>>Appeal to his pride. His redemption arc will start with him as a coach for a new prospect. The story of La Pared isn’t over yet.

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“I’ll take it from here.” You explain everything about Terezinha’s plight, and how he’s the key to her potential success in the boxing world, as his knowledge is invaluable to her chances. “So we need your cooperation.”

“So her moniker was a homage to me…?” Zain is taken aback.

“It appears you’re keeping up with boxing.” You notice.

“I’m retired, kid. One tends to go back to his old hobbies when they’re older, looking back into what you did to relive those memories.” Zain is not ashamed or bothered to admit it. “Or find new ones that don’t have painful memories attached.” He raises his piece of charcoal. “I’ll stick to what I’m doing.”

“You’re not interested in coaching her?!” Maggie seems surprised for something that appeared far too obvious by the way he’s talking.

“Freckles, there’s no point.” Zain doesn’t have any hope in his old bones.

“Is she far too talentless for you to bother?” You want an explanation.

“Raw talent gets wasted more than any resource in this world, having the right attitude is enough to have a degree of success, and it’s often everything a coach needs to work.” Zain says. “But having a degree of success is not something legends aspire for. You need to get to the mountain top, make it your own, then reach new heights. It’s what separates people like me from immortal ones like El Macho.”

“Is that the only amount of success that matters?” You put it to question.

“Breaking that ceiling is the only motivation that would let me face those demons again. To finally be at his level.” La Pared looks up like trying to find his old rival in the stars, sadly it’s the middle of the day and there is nothing but clouds. He’s going to get his eyes burnt.

“And what makes you think you can’t do it as a couch?” You don’t think giving up is the answer.

“I’ve trained young people before, after I retired from the ring. Not everyone for boxing mind you, but there were some. In the dojo I worked at, I usually got the rejects, the kids with no talent. My friend was the owner and head trainer, he broke that ceiling as a coach – but boy he was picky with his trainees. I know what it meant not to be the best, so I was more than glad to help them. But there was this kid I was assigned to, he was talented, like real good.” La Pared gets all excited just thinking about it. “It must’ve been a mistake from Spice, but I got that fire in me, I was going to make this kid a champion.”

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>>4501431


“And what happened?” Maggie wonders… you’re all sitting down on the rock, like this is some type of campfire. Why are you listening to his story? If he told you he sucked it would’ve been enough.

“I was out of my depth, but I made it work. Of course, my friend helped me so I can’t take all the credit, he showed me the ropes as well. And before I knew it, I had the National Champion under my tutelage. He was one of the greatest.” Zain has a melancholic smile on his face. “Then, after many successful defenses, we thought he was ready to take on the world… And he got decimated in his first match. It was all off, like he was another fighter altogether. We were building on his return and it was shortly after that we all realized that was his last match.”

“W-Why?!” Maggie is too into this story.

“He just didn’t care... He was talented but had no passion in the ring, he was scared of getting injured! He got to that point because I kept pushing him forward, but I couldn’t motivate him anymore. It wasn’t worth it for him! I dedicated my life to him and he decided to quit when it mattered the most! What a coward! I built another joke for sporting fans to revel in. I hit that ceiling again…” La Pared crumbles once again.

“But you’ll have someone with passion for the sport this time around, right?” Odetta brings a nice point.

“So? No matter what I do, all that this sport has brought me was pain and suffering.” La Pared isn’t built to last.

How do you convince him?!

>Offer that Modelling Session for his services.
>Encourage him to give it one more try. It’s not always about being the best.
>“Hey, you can be either a shit coach or a shit painter, and I’m sure the art world would appreciate the former.” Insult him to encourage him.
>Write In.

>>4501432
>>Encourage him to give it one more try. It’s not always about being the best.
>"With all due respect, sir, I don't think being best is all that matters. El Macho may have been the champion at the end of the day but I'll have you know that you're our Client's idol. Some people may laugh at that last match but to others you were their inspiration, even if you were second best. I don't believe that your career was a waste at all."

>>4501432
>Offer that Modelling Session for his services.

>>4501440
Support but don't mention the laugh at the last match, change it to something like "some people may not give you the value you deserve" saying some people may laugh might rub him in the other way even if were trying to cheer him up, also propose a meetup with our client so he can gauge himself wherever the client is worth one last shot.

>>4501440
Support

>>4501432
>“Hey, you can be either a shit coach or a shit painter, and I’m sure the art world would appreciate the former.” Insult him to encourage him.

>>4501461
4chan's fucking up, ignore this

>>4501432
>>Write In.
Without La Pared El Macho would have not become so widely regarded as champion. What claim to fame would El Macho have without his fiercest rival? Can you name a single opponent?
Regardless how some would claim or how you now feel, La Pared left his mark on the sport for the rest of time and there will always be those who will follow in his footsteps. It's up to you if they will proceed to stumble by themselves or shown the way and whatever you let one bad experience leave them in the darkness.

Either way, if you want we can talk about modelling in return for your help if you insist sticking with you by your own admission shitty art. Maybe we can help you get better at it.

>>4501481
This too

>>4501440
>>4501481
+1

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“With all due respect, sir. I don’t think being the best is all that matters. EL Macho may have been the champion at the end of the day but I’ll have you know that you’re our client’s idol. Some people may not give you the value you deserve but to others you were their inspiration, even if you were second best.” You try to put into words why he’s just beating himself up for meaningless reasons. “I don’t believe that your career was a waste at all.”

“You never delivered that final punch, right?” Odetta has been skimming over the details of his career on her phone.

“That technique you couldn’t use...” You remember. “And that pupil of yours took the fruits of your labor away from you again.”

“Huh? What?” Maggie has no idea what you’re talking about because you all never had a briefing about what Terezinha said.

“…” Zain remains silent.

“Regardless of what others say or how you feel now, La Pared left his mark on the sport for the rest of time and there will always be those who will follow on his footsteps. It’s up to you if they proceed stumbling by themselves in the darkness or show them the way.” The battle isn’t over until you call it quits. “You have another chance.”

“Don’t you feel cheated? Why don’t you try again?” Odetta smirks. “Make your peace.”

“You kids have made your point, I’ll talk to this woman. I’m sure there isn’t much I can do to help her, but I can keep ignoring the signs.” La Pared straightened his back. “Not even the calm sound of the waves could help me make peace with my mistakes. I sacrificed everything for boxing, it’s time for it to give me something back.” He starts grabbing his stuff.

“Here is her information.” You pass to him all that he needs to get in contact with Terezinha.

“Wooo!” Maggie is really happy for this perverted legendary boxer coach artist man. “I barely did anything!”

“Well, I’m not quitting art, so if you want to be useful… Anyhow, I’d like to keep in contact with you and your hat friend.” La Pared wants to exchange information. Maggie does so because she’s stupid.

“Me?” You aren’t sure why.

“You possess that something that Freckles does as well.” Zain looks at you like you’re a painting.

“I’m not comfortable continuing this conversation.” You’ll refrain from talking with him again.

“You actually need to give this a shot, old geezer, because meeting you wasn’t worth it.” Odetta doesn’t like Zain one bit.

“I don’t make promises.” Zain starts walking away.

“Hey, aren’t you going to ask our names or something? We cheered you up!” Odetta is a little confused.

“Ha! I never knew the name of my greatest rival, and you think I care about your names?” La Pared leaves laughing out loud.

“What an asshole.” Odetta doesn’t believe this was worth it one bit…

“Indeed.” You agree.

>>4501563

That’s the end of your mildly entertaining adventure.

“So, Allie, can we enjoy the beach for a bit?” Maggie asks you like a little girl would do for candy.

“Hey, stop that, we need to go back to get my damn food.” Odetta wants her junk food.

“…” You don’t really care for either side.

What do you do?

>Stay on the beach for the rest of the day.
>Go back to Hamje and get that junk food for Odetta.
>Make a short visit to The Flux.
>Write In.


Which request do you want to pick for tomorrow? (Please select first the one you want to do and then select a second as the one you never want to play.)

>"My lifelong rival and I want to settle our dispute once and for all, we require judges for our cooking duel. Can you help us?" requested by Haytham Gerges. [Bruce Case]
>“I really need your help to find someone I need to apologize to in person! My days as a naughty girl are over!” requested by Siske. [Maggie Case]
>"Help me unveil the mystery of Ghoulzilla, please!" requested by Madotsuki. [Catastrovania Case]
>“We need people to help us out with the preparations for this year’s Red Emitter Dance! Help us out, will ya?” requested by Laoling’s City Council. [Catastrovania Case]

>>4501565
>Make a short visit to The Flux.
Might as well, since we're here

>>“We need people to help us out with the preparations for this year’s Red Emitter Dance! Help us out, will ya?” requested by Laoling’s City Council. [Catastrovania Case]
>"Help me unveil the mystery of Ghoulzilla, please!" requested by Madotsuki. [Catastrovania Case]

>>4501565
>Make a short visit to The Flux.
>“We need people to help us out with the preparations for this year’s Red Emitter Dance! Help us out, will ya?” requested by Laoling’s City Council. [Catastrovania Case]
>"Help me unveil the mystery of Ghoulzilla, please!" requested by Madotsuki. [Catastrovania Case]

>>4501565
>Make a short visit to The Flux.

>"Help me unveil the mystery of Ghoulzilla, please!" requested by Madotsuki. [Catastrovania Case]

>“I really need your help to find someone I need to apologize to in person! My days as a naughty girl are over!” requested by Siske. [Maggie Case]

>>4501565
>Make a short visit to The Flux.
>“We need people to help us out with the preparations for this year’s Red Emitter Dance! Help us out, will ya?” requested by Laoling’s City Council. [Catastrovania Case]
>"Help me unveil the mystery of Ghoulzilla, please!" requested by Madotsuki. [Catastrovania Case]

>>4501565
>Make a short visit to The Flux.

>>“I really need your help to find someone I need to apologize to in person! My days as a naughty girl are over!” requested by Siske. [Maggie Case]

>"Help me unveil the mystery of Ghoulzilla, please!" requested by Madotsuki. [Catastrovania Case]

I am really curious about Siske, she is actually trying to unfuck her life and trying to be an adult.

>>4501565

Sorry, everyone, I feel sickish I don't know why. We'll continue tomorrow.

>>4501565
>Make a short visit to The Flux.
Do:
>“I really need your help to find someone I need to apologize to in person! My days as a naughty girl are over!” requested by Siske. [Maggie Case]
Do not:
>"My lifelong rival and I want to settle our dispute once and for all, we require judges for our cooking duel. Can you help us?" requested by Haytham Gerges. [Bruce Case]

>>4501565
>Make a short visit to The Flux.
>"My lifelong rival and I want to settle our dispute once and for all, we require judges for our cooking duel. Can you help us?" requested by Haytham Gerges. [Bruce Case]
>"Help me unveil the mystery of Ghoulzilla, please!" requested by Madotsuki. [Catastrovania Case]

>>4501565
>Make a short visit to The Flux.
Do
>“We need people to help us out with the preparations for this year’s Red Emitter Dance! Help us out, will ya?” requested by Laoling’s City Council. [Catastrovania Case]
Do not
>"Help me unveil the mystery of Ghoulzilla, please!" requested by Madotsuki. [Catastrovania Case]

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“It was a long trip, I don’t want to go back yet.” You retort.

“Huh?!” Odetta looks betrayed.

“Yeeees!” The foolish Maggie is getting excited.

“I’m going to visit my ex-coworker.” You start walking away. The Flux is not that far from the beach. Camilo said you were always welcome the day you left.

“Y-You can’t leave me here! I’m coming along!” Odetta demands to go. “Use the car, damn it. My legs hurt…”

“W-Wait, I don’t want to be alone, I’m coming with ya too.” Maggie decides it’s better to hang out with you all instead of spending time on the beach alone.

“It wasn’t an invitation.” You didn’t plan for this.

“I’ll take it as one. Now, if you may!” Odetta points at the car. You grab her by the shoulder and help her inside… Maggie follows. You’re not heartless enough to leave them alone, you don’t even want to imagine what they could do if you are not here. So yeah, bringing them to a place with alcohol is the right move.

It’s been like a week since you left. It’s closed during these hours, but they should be preparing to open up very soon, so you knock on the door. And who would’ve guessed? Camilo opens up and invites you inside after you introduced everyone. He didn’t have any issue with them coming along, that’s nice of him. Both girls are sitting on the barstools, and Camilo is at the other side of the counter.

“I didn’t expect to visit so soon.” Camilo is enjoying the company… Mostly because you’re helping him out. “It’s been like a week, right?”

“I was around, and I felt like paying you a visit.” You wanted to check the place out again.

“This place is identical to the other…” Odetta mutters to herself.

“You visited our other locale? How did you like it?” Camilo is interested in what he's hearing.

“Not in person, so I don’t have anything to say.” Odetta wants to appear mysterious.

“So you admit you’re a ghost?” You deadpan.

“Shut your trap.” Odetta doesn’t find it amusing.

“There is so much booze inside!” Maggie stares at the place in awe.

“It’s a bar, woman. What did you expect?” Odetta is puzzled.

“I’ve never been into one before!” Maggie reveals.

“Why do I have a hard time believing you?” Odetta doesn’t buy it.

“Oddy, if I wanted to get drunk I would visit a nightclub. Me and the girls always find a way to get inside.” Maggie has a point. One point you dislike. “Great, now I’m feeling thirsty…”

“Stop that, I don’t want to imagine how obnoxious you’ll get when all drunk.” Odetta shuts down the idea.

“I’m more like a crier than anythin’.” Maggie doesn’t see the issue.

“That’s still obnoxious.” Odetta really doesn’t get Maggie.

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>>4502685

“You’re not getting any free drinks.” You draw the line. “So how have you been?” You ask Camilo.

“I’m doing great! I almost quit even! The environment here got pretty toxic all of the sudden, but Laetitia offered me more benefits and a huge pay raise, so I took it. But it was more than that, it was a complete attitude adjustment from her end, so I can say that I enjoy working here now.” Camilo seems content. “I would say more, but I don’t want to put Laetitia in a bad light in front of your friends.”

“Don’t mind us, those details will stay a secret...” Odetta has that malignant smirk on her face.

“Even if I wanted to badmouth her, she’s here today.” Camilo is not a stupid enough guy to do that. “I asked her for a new coworker, so she’s filling the spot for now until we find one. I’ve been using her to deal with Ugolino, who has been coming here a lot lately. She has stopped drinking as much, and she’s working as my subordinate, so that’s fun.”

“I see…” Are you responsible for that? The Ugolino part you mean.

“That guy… Eugh.” Odetta doesn’t like the sound of the rich guy.

“Huh? Who’s that?” Maggie doesn’t get it.

“I knew I was hearing people’s voices!” Laetitia comes from the back. She’s wearing a waiter uniform. “Huh? Alfred…?” She’s in shock. “It’s great to have you here…! But who are these women?”

“Hey.” You wave. “These are my friends.”

“She sounds rude…” Maggie whispers to Odetta.

“Oh! Friends! That’s remarkable, I guess. Doesn’t sound like you have much appreciation for them.” Laetitia has disdain for both Maggie and Odetta.

“She is rude…” Maggie corrects her whisper. Odetta rolls her eyes.

“So I've been doing pretty well, don’t think you so, Alfred?” Laetitia winks at you. “I’m sure Camilo has told you how much of a great boss I am now.”

How do you respond?

>“I thought he was the boss now.” Correct her.
>“I’m glad you’re doing much better.” Try to be nice.
>“Let’s hope it lasts.” Be tough.
>“Camilo, this waitress is harassing me.” Joke. It’s not a joke. But you hope they treat it like one.
>“Why are you asking me?” Be mean.
>Write In.


Want to ask anything to Camilo?

>No.
>”What happened to Siske?”
>”What’s Ugolino been doing lately here?”
>”You mentioned your sister before, what’s she like?”
>Write In.

>>4502689
>>“I’m glad you’re doing much better.” Try to be nice.
>”You mentioned your sister before, what’s she like?”

>>4502689
>”You mentioned your sister before, what’s she like?”

>>4502699
>>4502689
>“I’m glad you’re doing much better.” Try to be nice.
for the first prompt

>>4502689
>>“I’m glad you’re doing much better.” Try to be nice.
>”What happened to Siske?”

>>4497557
You're back QM, long time eh?

>>4502689
>“I thought he was the boss now.” Correct her.
>”What happened to Siske?”

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“I’m glad you’re doing much better.” Positive reinforcement has worked with your team so far after they do well, so you don’t feel like you need to change strategies with Laetitia.

“It’s all thanks to the handsome boys I have around! I wish they were just a tiny bit less serious so they would fool around with me every now and then after work.” Laetitia smiles towards you and Camilo. You both play dumb for your own safety. “I kid, I kid! Boys like you are fun to tease!” Laetitia chuckles.

“Tease? That sounded like a threat.” Odetta mutters to herself.

“We need to protect Allie from her.” Maggie is concerned about you. “I’ll be keepin’ an eye on her.”

“You ladies don’t appear to be any fun either! No wonder why Alfred is so gloomy.” Laetita giggles.

“Huh!? I’m fun! I’m the definition of fun! I bring, like, rainbows and sunshine wherever I go and shit! Give me one of those bottles for free and I’ll show ya!” Maggie wants to strike a deal. She might not be as stupid as you think she is.

“Ehem.” Camilo interrupts this nonsense. “We still need to get prepared for today, Laetitia, and there’s still much to do.”

“Y-Yessir!” Laetitia’s demeanor changes in the blink of an eye. Seems like Camilo has complete control.

“Bring in the boxes from the back, the ones marked in red.” Camilo gives his orders.

“We need to restock again…? It’s just Wednesday.” Laetitia really has no idea how a bar works.

“Thursday.” You correct.

“Thank you.” Laetitia rolls her eyes. “Hey you, freckles. Help me out and I’ll give you that damn bottle.”

“If it gets done, do as you please.” Camilo is not against the idea.

“Sure! How bad can it be?” Maggie seems up for it, then she winks at Odetta like this was all part of her plan.

Laetitia and Maggie disappear to the back of the Flux where all the stocks of drinks are.

“Some peace at last…” Odetta enjoyed that.

“A little passive aggressive, aren’t you?” Camilo chuckles.

“Passive? What part of what I said was passive?” Odetta pouts.

“Ha! You remind me of my sister. Always speaking her mind, even if people don’t like it.” Camilo decides to stop moving things around. You stop as well.

“Who’s passive aggressive now…?” Odetta glares at Camilo.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean it to come off that way. Your quips have been fairly entertaining so far.” Camilo cleans his hands from danger.

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>>4502864

“You mentioned her before, what’s she like?” You wonder about that sister of his.

“Her name is Carmella. She’s shy and insecure, not the cute kind. She often lashed out when she felt threatened or overshadowed, and often confused being direct with being an asshole. She loved pointing out people’s hypocrisy even if they were little details. Naturally, she was the target of a lot of harassment, the bullies felt justified after Carmella started insulting them back. Incredibly unpopular, but Carmella didn’t mind all that much.” Camilo makes you want to never meet his sister.

“You were insulting me just now then.” Odetta isn’t impressed.

“Sounds like a handful. No wonder you worked perfectly fine alongside Laetitia for so long, you already have a lot of experience.” You deadpan.

“You could say that, I can stomach a lot of pain.” Camilo doesn’t mind the backhanded compliment. “But you know, I always felt bad for her best friend. She had it rough too but for different reasons, she was bullied because she was the type who was quick to forgive and people took advantage of her. She pretended it wasn’t the case and even took the moniker they gave her as a quirky nickname, I think they called her mom or something because she looked old for her age. I don’t know how, but she maintained a cheerful and positive attitude through all of that. I remember the first time I met her, she was so nice with me – she even hugged me. My sister used to yell at her for dumb reasons, just small things here and there… And I yelled at my sister for being a hypocrite, everything she criticized this girl for, I turned around to her… That made things worse in retrospect.”

“You weren’t just insulting me, you were calling me a monster…” Odetta feels insulted now.

“Please continue.” You want to hear what’s next because it reminds you of your times at school.

“Well the longer she stuck by my sister, slowly I witnessed how she started to become more and more reserved, and more insecure. Last time I saw her she couldn’t even look me in the face…” Camilo sighs. “And she wasn’t the only one, her ex-boyfriends started as cool guys then they became spineless… I’m glad most of them ran away from her, though the later ones were scumbags as far as I know. I still remember this guy called Servello, he was a great weightlifter, he even attended international competitions, awesome dude all around… Then after a year together, he quit his dream and was working a desk job and was miserable. I have no idea what happened to him… Anyway, last thing I heard from her she was dating a guy named Billy, I think? Or were they friends?”

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>>4502866

“So his sister is a monster, is that what you wanted to know?” Odetta turns to you.

“I wasn’t expecting this long of a story.” You’re being honest.

“Oh, sorry, I didn’t mean to talk too much. It was the first time I told anyone about her.” Camilo wants to apologize more but can’t.

“I don’t mind. It was interesting, I never had a sibling.” You care to admit.

“I used to. They’re not great.” Odetta wanted to throw it as a joke but it didn’t come out as one.

“Not in my case.” Camilo smiles.

“So I take it you hate your sister.” You throw that one out there.

“No, I don’t. She’s family and she’s a good person underneath, but I don't think anyone has been able to successfully get through to her. Every now and then I get in contact with her again and try to work things out, but after a while she just ignores me. It’s never that easy…” Camilo shakes his head. “I’ve never been the best at describing people by their virtues first.”

“No matter what one says, the negatives always stand out.” You point out.

“You’re right about that, but that’s a rather sad perspective.” Camilo isn’t sure if this is good.

What do you do?

>Wrap things up, time to leave to get Odetta that food.
>“So Odetta, you have siblings?” Ask the Ghost about its past.
>“And what exactly kind of help does your sister need?” You’re still curious about that.
>Write In.

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

>>4502765

Glad to be back doing this!

>>4502869
>>“So Odetta, you have siblings?” Ask the Ghost about its past.

>>4502869
>“And what exactly kind of help does your sister need?” You’re still curious about that.
>“So Odetta, you have siblings?” Ask the Ghost about its past.

>>4502869
>“And what exactly kind of help does your sister need?” You’re still curious about that.
>>Wrap things up, time to leave to get Odetta that food.

>>4502869
>“And what exactly kind of help does your sister need?” You’re still curious about that.
>Wrap things up, time to leave to get Odetta that food.

>>4502869
>“And what exactly kind of help does your sister need?” You’re still curious about that.
>Wrap things up, time to leave to get Odetta that food.

>>4502869
>“And what exactly kind of help does your sister need?” You’re still curious about that.
>“So Odetta, you have siblings?” Ask the Ghost about its past.

>>4502869
>“And what exactly kind of help does your sister need?” You’re still curious about that.
>“So Odetta, you have siblings?” Ask the Ghost about its past.

>>4502882
I'll change to
>“And what exactly kind of help does your sister need?” You’re still curious about that.
>“So Odetta, you have siblings?” Ask the Ghost about its past.

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“And exactly what kind of help does your sister need?” You’re still curious about it.

“How can you make someone who doesn’t want to listen, listen?” Camilo has been wondering that same thing himself. “The only thing that occurs to me is someone who can confront her without having any baggage themselves, but that’s impossible, isn’t it?”

“She sounds like the type of gal who would invent something just out of spite.” Odetta points out.

“You think confronting her would do her any favors? Is that how you would help her?” You don’t know if you have to be antagonistic necessarily.

“You’re not wrong for questioning that, I’m shifting the goalposts because you need to get through to her first and that’s exactly where I’m stuck. She simply won’t open up, so there won’t be any meaningful progress.” Camilo explains.

“Not all progress needs to be meaningful, step by step you’re going to cross the finish line.” Odetta makes this sound evil.

“The longer you take, the more opportunities for her to see your flaws and use them against you.” Camilo feels like this puzzle has no answer.

“Your sister sounds like a ticking time bomb, why don’t you just go in there and cut all the cables? You might get lucky.” Odetta retorts.

“H-How?” Camilo adjusts his glasses.

“Just corner her, don’t give her time to think, raise up the stakes. People who are volatile will lose their cool, and since she’s so sanctimonious, whatever her reaction is you can just throw it back at her – take her off her high ground, that’s what I say.” Odetta concocted a plan.

“How would that stop her from blaming you for her uproar?” You think this plan needs work.

“She won’t be thinking rationally, right? She’s a little baby that can’t handle the truth. Just make her question herself, make her feel bad, exaggerate a bit, throw a lie every now and then – and she won’t be able to keep her act.” Odetta is a more sinister person than you thought she would be.

“Gaslighting her?” You aren’t sure if this is the way.

“I’m not sure if I’m capable of doing something like that, even if I find your reasoning correct, which, frankly, I don’t think would be much of a help.” Camilo is too nice for that.

“I’m just throwing ideas out there…” Odetta grins from ear to ear.

“I doubt its effectiveness. To change a person for the better you need to earn their trust, trust later nets you respect, with respect you can criticize them without them resenting you – believing your comments come from a good place. In the long run, façades just leave openings for them to distrust.” You lay it out as simply as you can.

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>>4504205

“It’s not as simple as a mathematical equation...” Camilo thinks you went overboard with your simplification.

“Indeed, feelings are far more complex than that.” You aren’t an expert in socializing.

“What would you do then?” Odetta is fairly curious.

“I would slap her.” You deadpan.

“…” Camilo coughs.

“…” Odetta is not sure how to react.

“It was a joke.” You want to make clear.

“Heh, that’s what I imagined.” Camilo finds it humorous now, or he’s laughing out of the awkwardness. “Can you answer the question truthfully?”

“Get her professional help.” This is beyond your scope, you’re sure someone else can handle it. “Otherwise, I would need to meet her myself.” And you’re not up for that.

“Can I take you up on that offer?” Camilo smiles. “No idea how you would fare, but your methods seem unorthodox enough to get some kind of result. I saw how you dealt with the clients here and I was impressed.”

“It was a disaster.” You don’t know what he’s talking about.

“You did make them talk with so few words, so maybe you have the gifted gab.” Camilo has faith in you.

“What would you do if your sister falls in love with this Smooth talker?” Odetta wiggles her eyebrows.

“Feel sorry for him.” Camilo deadpans. “With your help now I have a couple of things to try. Families are complicated, aren’t they?”

“Eh…” Odetta just shrugs in response.

“So Odetta, you have siblings?” You think this a nice segway to her.

“Kinda? I had a cousin that was like a sister to me.” Odetta is not being very expressive now.

“Had? Excuse me, does that mean what I think it means?” Camilo has a bad feeling about this.

“Yeah, dead and buried. That dumbass…” Odetta looks afflicted in a way you’ve never seen before.

“My condolences.” Camilo starts feeling guilty even thought it was your fault for asking.

How do you respond?

>“So, ready for some junk food?” The promise of a quality meal might cheer her up.
>“What was she like?” Since the mood is already ruined, might as well continue asking.
>”Sorry, I didn’t mean to pry.” Apologize.
>Write In.

(Only reply today, we continue tomorrow.)

>>4504206
>>“What was she like?” Since the mood is already ruined, might as well continue asking.
Get to know our teammate

>>4504206
>“What was she like?” Since the mood is already ruined, might as well continue asking.
Al does care, he's just super stoic

>>4504206
>“What was she like?” Since the mood is already ruined, might as well continue asking.

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“What was she like?” You cannot possibly ruin the mood anymore, so might as well ask...

“Me calling her a dumbass piqued your curiosity?” Odetta raises an eyebrow.

“Maybe.” The answer is no, you’re just curious about Odetta in general.

“Do you want me to go to the same length as glasses here? Because I’m happy to disappoint.” Odetta doesn’t want to indulge herself.

“Go as long as you feel like.” You retort.

“Hmph, I’m not the kind of person that opens up that easily.” Odetta doesn’t feel comfortable sharing.

“I’m not either, but you saw what happened.” Camilo chuckles. “If it’s too painful, you don’t have to tell us.”

“Painful? Aren’t you gettin’ ahead of yourself?” Odetta didn’t like that.

“It’s hard not to draw a conclusion like that with what we know.” Camilo doesn’t know what to do with his hands.

“If I call you a dumbass, you think I miss you…?” Odetta frowns.

“Yes.” You chime in.

“Jackass…” Odetta insults you just like that.

“I thought you throwing that tidbit like that meant you wanted to talk about it. My mistake.” You don’t think you read it wrong, but if she’s playing hard, you’re not going to indulge her.

“Yeah, I don’t. All you need to know is that she was an idiot, one treacherous dumbass.” Odetta gets irritated.

“That’s it?” You question.

“That’s it.” Odetta looks away and after a few seconds of silence, she opens her mouth again. “Take me to the bathroom…” She whispers.

“Hmm?” You didn’t hear her clearly.

“Take me to the bathroom! I don’t know where it is!” Odetta is looking angry.

How do you respond?

>“It’s at the end of that hallway. You can’t miss it.” Point that out.
>“Sure, let me help you.” Lend her your shoulder.
>“Camilo, where was it?” Pretend you don’t know.
>Write In.

>>4505252
>“Sure, let me help you.” Lend her your shoulder.

>>4505252
>>“Sure, let me help you.” Lend her your shoulder.

>>4505252
>“Sure, let me help you.” Lend her your shoulder

>>4505252
>>“Sure, let me help you.” Lend her your shoulder.

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“Sure, let me help you.” You go right next to her and lend her a shoulder, she grabs it and both of you walk away. “We’ll be back in a few.”

“Take your time.” Camilo smiles.

As you two walk through the hallway towards the bathrooms, Odetta pulls you closer…

“What’s wrong with you? Why are you puttin’ me on the spot like that?” Odetta gets all defensive.

“I was merely curious.” You retort.

“You really wanted me to be all personal in front of a stranger I just met…?” Odetta doesn’t buy the truth.

“I didn’t believe it was personal enough for you not to be able to talk about it. Besides, you can trust Camilo.” You know Camilo has proven himself trustful.

“So you were testing me? We’re friends, Alfred. You don’t need to do stuff like that.” Odetta smirks.

“Testing you how?” You believe she’s overreacting.

“Are you playing dumb?’” Odetta glares at you.

“No, I’m not.” You think Odetta is being paranoid. “Does that mean you’re willing to tell me more about you once we are alone?”

“Why do you care…?” Odetta doesn’t get it. Then she starts coughing, you try to hold her tighter so she doesn’t move as much doing so.

“Why wouldn’t I?” You need to build trust. Odetta looks away without answering. “Are you using the restroom or not?”

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>>4505391

“I wanted to talk to you in private, idiot...” Odetta is losing hope in you.

“I’m asking because it would look weird if you don’t go.” You need to work on your alibi. “Also, I needed an ice breaker because you ignored my question.”

“I’ll go, I’ll go…” Odetta leaves the comfort of your shoulder and walks inside the restroom for men.

“That’s the wrong one.”

“Oh shut your trap!” Odetta gets angry inside.

“Do you want me to wait outside?” You wonder.

“I-I don’t know! Can I go back on my own?” Odetta sounds really irritated there.

“Don’t forget to drink some water to stay hydrated.” You know she needs it.

“Stop acting like you’re my dad!” Odetta is about to explode.

“Can we talk about him later?” You deadpan.

“I don’t know why I keep responding…” Odetta mutters to herself loudly enough for you to hear…

Eventually you all returned together to the lobby of the bar, yeah, that includes Maggie and Laetitia. Maggie earned her own bottle of liquor for helping her out, you, on the other hand. got nothing for being nice. It’s getting late and you haven’t eaten anything but breakfast…

What do you do?

>Buy some food around and eat during the trip back.
>Buy some food around and ask permission if you could eat in the Flux.
>Go back to Hamje and then get food there.
>Write In.

>>4505393
>Buy some food around and eat during the trip back.

>>4505393
>>Buy some food around and eat during the trip back.

>>4505393
>Buy some food around and eat during the trip back.
I think this exchange right here >>4505391 >>4505393 with Odetta and Al is really well done.
>"Why do you care…?” Odetta doesn’t get it. Then she starts coughing, you try to hold her tighter so she doesn’t move as much doing so.
>"Why wouldn’t I?” You need to build trust. Odetta looks away without answering.
Reminds me of Zidane from FF9 going "Do i need a reason to help someone?"

>>4505393
>Buy some food around and eat during the trip back.

>>4505393
>Buy some food around and eat during the trip back.

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You decided you’ve spent enough time fooling around, it was supposed to be a short visit, but you’ve stayed for a while now.

You make everyone know that it’s time for all of you to go; Laetitia gives you one underserved hug before you part away, testing Maggie’s patience in the process, and you once again shake hands with Camilo before leaving, both saying that you’re welcome back here any time. And Laetitia being very persistent about you calling her when you have the time. Odetta cordially says goodbye to both, and thanked Camilo for the time spent. Maggie thanks the owner again for the bottle, which she retorts by warning her from enjoying it too much…

Back in the car, you know the journey is way too long to get home, so you decide to go to a fast food place around here instead of waiting to get to Hamje. The options are limited, but the decision is for Odetta to make. Ms. All Bones’ only desire today is for a burger, so you found the first place with takeout to get your needs met. You let Odetta order whatever she wanted, and told Maggie to be mindful about what she was going to eat – they didn’t have a salad, so you had to eat one of the sets too.

The smell is abhorrent, but you can tell it has been made with more love than your regular soulless fast food chain. Odetta wasn’t going to give up this time and manage to eat the whole burger she ordered, she looks damn happy about it. The fries went to Maggie, who was more than content to get her mouth filled with fried poison.

As Maggie consumed her food like the wild beast she pretends not to be, she felt sleepy and just decided to take a nap on a whim. It seems you’re stuck with Odetta for the rest of the trip, which gives you a perfect opportunity to talk about the topics she evaded just an hour ago. But maybe you need to give her some space and let it rest for now.

What do you do?

>Make the corpse talk. You want to know about her sister.
>Wake up Maggie, make her join the conversation, have a good time chatting.
>Let it rest for now and continue as normally.
>Write In.

>>4505532
>>Make the corpse talk. You want to know about her sister.

>>4505532
Also last reply of the day, we continue Sunday.

>>4505532
>Let it rest for now and continue as normally.

>>4505532
>Make the corpse talk. You want to know about her sister.

>>4505532
>Let it rest for now and continue as normally.

>>4505532
>Wake up Maggie, make her join the conversation, have a good time chatting.

>>4505532
>Make the corpse talk. You want to know about her sister.

>>4505532
>Let it rest for now and continue as normally.

>>4505532
>Make the corpse talk. You want to know about her sister.

>>4505532
Sorry everyone, we will resume the session tomorrow.

>>4508003
Don't feel bad OP, you're doing good. I wish DYB and this had more players and people getting invested in it though. Maybe recap threads are the answer? Maybe shilling in /qtg/ is the answer?

>>4508068
Recap would be cancer, they should read the threads like everybody else. They won't be really invested otherwise. And shilling will just annoy people.

>>4508299
But then they go "WAAAAAH!!! I CAN'T READ 100 THREAAAAAAADS!!! RECAP ME OR FUUUUUUUCK OFFFFFF!!!111!!!!!1!!", even after I tell them "relax, almost every thread after 10 has a post count total of less than 200, sometimes barely hitting 100; it isn't hard to read through". No idea what to do.

>>4508476
Reading is the bare minimum level of engagement you can have, 100 threads is a lot but if they can't even do that then they'll just have to miss out. Reading the Doc alone and maybe skimming through some current threads should be enough for them to see if they'll like it or not.

>>4509035
Chief has had to say reading the doc is not a good idea since most of it is horribly outdated

>>4509248
It's still enough to get a general idea of what the quest is about

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“So while we’re stuck here, can we resume the conversation we were having earlier?” You politely ask the corpse as you continue driving.

“What do you mean…?” Odetta knows what you’re trying to say but she’s playing dumb.

“About your sister.”

“I’m not stuck here, you know? I can astral project somewhere else if I want to, I can get work done.” Odetta is creating a diversion.

“Thank you for sticking with me then, now if you may.” You want to hear her.

“What makes you think I’m staying because of you?”

“Why else?”

“Digestion. I need to make sure everything goes well, I have a body to take care of.” Odetta rubs her cheeks.

“Then you’re stuck here.” You go back to the original point.

“Huh, what…?” Odetta got startled.

“You can’t leave.” You change the wording.

“Aggh…” Odetta shakes her head. “From friend to friend: You need to realize when you have to let these topics go.”

“From friend to friend, I have realized you aren’t comfortable with this, but opening up might help you. And the latter will benefit us both.” You have a long time to kill so you don’t mind arguing this point.

“Help me with what exactly?” Odetta looks mighty confused.

“With the pain you’re struggling with.” You saw the expression she made once she mentioned it the first time.

“You’re starting to sound like that Vender guy…” Odetta looks disgusted.

“Then you don’t see me as a friend if you don’t believe my concern comes from a good place.” You know that sometimes sounding so monotone leaves people to believe you don’t actually care.

“Casting doubts on our friendship? You got it all wrong, Alfred. We don’t have to break the wonderful bond we have because of this little mishap, we’re still useful to one another.” Odetta smirks.

“You’re getting ahead of yourself, I never implied severing ties with you.” You calmly continue traversing the long road.

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>>4509777

“Good, because I think we have a fruitful partnership and it would be a waste if it went away!” Odetta looks satisfied. “I’m glad we put our differences aside for the sake of our friendship. Now, tell me what your favorite radio station is so we can enjoy some good old music… Driver chooses and what not.” Odetta ends the topic.

“Odetta, could you please tell me about your sister?” You decided for a direct approach.

“She’s dead, Al. There is nothing to talk about.” Odetta turns on the radio and starts going through different stations hastily.

You turn that noise off.

“Odetta, could you please tell me about your sister?” You repeat yourself.

“…Leave me alone.” Odetta leaves all pretenses aside and tells it like it is.

“We’re in a car.” Those are the first words that came into your mind.

“You understood what I said.” Odetta is not playing around. “Just keep your eyes on the road and we’re going to be fine and dandy.”

“Odetta…” You put a stop to the car.

“…Unbelievable.” Odetta gets pissed enough that she’s about to go into Ghost Form…

What do you do?

>“Fine, I’ll drop it.” You won’t bother her anymore.
>“Stop running away.” Confront her.
>“I’m making an official request to Xi Psi Pi. I want to know about my friend Odetta’s past.” Say something stupid.
>“Hey, what about your body?” You need to make sure she knows the consequences.
>Write In.

>>4509780
>>“Stop running away.” Confront her.

>>4509780
>“Stop running away.” Confront her.

>>4509780
>“Stop running away.” Confront her.
Tell her about Al's dead mom, if she won't talk?

>>4509780
>“Stop running away.” Confront her.

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“Stop running away.” You grab Odetta’s arm before she leaves her body. Odetta keeps glaring at you as the visual effects of her ghost magic slowly stop.

“…You have a lot of nerve.” Odetta is pissed off.

“You’re not as scary as you think you are.” You retort. “I’ll drive, you talk. Take as much time as you need.”

As you go back to the road again, Odetta turns her head and starts looking outside from the side, without even bothering to look at you at any point. Not like you have enough time for surveillance since you’re actually driving, and you don’t want to turn this rental car into a casket with wheels. After 5 long and tense minutes, Odetta is the one who starts talking…

“…You don’t want to know about me.”

“Why’s that?” You’re glad there is no else on the road. That has nothing to do with what Odetta is saying, but it’s something nice to mention.

“Just be quiet and soon you will realize why.” Odetta sounds ominous. “Everything I told you when I didn’t have my body was a lie. I eavesdropped on your story moments earlier from when you told Bruce and concocted my own, I wanted to look like the kind of person you would be inclined to help, all to encourage you to help me recover this body. I never met the Price Kid, but I remembered his brother for reasons I couldn’t recall. We both know our friendly talk was disingenuous, so I won’t delve into that. Wasn’t it obvious? It was too much of a coincidence, don’t you think?” Odetta keeps looking outside.

“But it gets worse…” Odetta turns to you and smirks. “I know everything about your daddy. He was one of my targets, all the people in that shopping street were. His name was Hank Brown, he was the owner of his own little convenience store named after himself; your lovely mother Yareli committed suicide when you were a little chap. Your house is at…” That’s your old house’s address. “I can go on, but you get the gist of it; don’t ya? Just stop the car and drop me off… I’m not answering any of your questions, so kick me out. I’ll find a way to get back up, I always do.”

Odetta starts having a coughing fit.

What do you do?

>“I only wanted to know about your sister. Where did this come from?” Make fun of her.
>“If you’re honest that means you care. So I have no reason to kick you out.” Forgive her preemptively. Just hope it doesn’t get worse.
>“You’re staying and you’re answering my questions. Now tell me about your sister.” Be casual about it.
>“Don’t tell me you were feeling guilty and that’s why you’re telling me all of this? I always knew you were lying, I just didn’t care.” Shrug it off.
>Kick her out.
>Write In.

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

>>4509984
>“I only wanted to know about your sister. Where did this come from?” Make fun of her.

>“I only wanted to know about your sister. Where did this come from?” Make fun of her.

>>4509984
>“You’re staying and you’re answering my questions. Now tell me about your sister.” Be casual about it.

>>4509984
>“I only wanted to know about your sister. Where did this come from?” Make fun of her.
She still deserves compassion

>>4509984
>>“I only wanted to know about your sister. Where did this come from?” Make fun of her.

>>4509984
>>“You’re staying and you’re answering my questions. Now tell me about your sister.” Be casual about it.

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“I only wanted to know about your sister. Where did this come from?” You’re going to try to make fun of her. “I wonder if I ask you about the weather, you’re going to tell me my fortune.”

“H-Huh?” Odetta is puzzled. “Didn’t you hear me…?”

“I asked you the same question 4 times and you have the nerve to say that to me.” You would shake your head if you weren’t driving.

“You aren’t going to kick me out for what I did…? What?” Odetta’s wide smile disappears from her face.

“Now you owe me more than one, friend.” You keep going with your charade.

“I know you are not the kind of person who would let this slide. You’re on a quest for vengeance for crying out loud.” Odetta talks like she wants to be kicked out.

“Maybe your intel is wrong, or I’m more forgiving than you thought.” You casually continue driving.

“I don’t understand.” Odetta doesn’t sound confident anymore. “What do you want from me?”

“I want you to tell me about your sister.”

“Stop being facetious.” Odetta is not amused.

“Do I really need something from you?” You don’t want to loot the corpse.

“You want to know what happened, don’t you? I can tell you’re trying to manipulate me to tell you the whole truth, but if I reveal it, you’re not going to have any use for me – and I don’t want to think about what you’re going to do to get rid of me. You’re not stupid. Everyone has ulterior motives, no exceptions.” Odetta doesn’t buy it.

“Test me.” You defy her notion.

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“Sorry, I can’t run the risk, there is someone I need to meet before I can let anyone murder me.” Odetta smirks.

“Yet you cornered yourself in this situation.” You take your hat off. “I’m not interested in taking your life. Trust me, Odetta.”

“But for all you know, I could be responsible for what happened to your father...” Odetta knows the possibility.

“And you’ll have to work your ass off to make up for that.”

“And that Price kid doesn’t get that benefit but I do… Why?” Odetta is really hard to convince.

“That Price kid destroyed my store.” The venom comes out of your words.

“I-It’s all about that damn store…?!” Odetta is in shock.

“It has always been about that.” The pride of your whole family gone, not once, but thrice, without even an ounce of remorse in that man.

“You’re retarded.” Odetta has no qualms telling you that.

“Can we finally move onto what’s important?” You wonder.

“Tch, fine. What do you want to know?” Odetta is finally ready to talk.

You think that was way harder than teaching Maggie math, at least Bruce said as much.

What do you want to ask her first?

>ABOUT HER DAMN SISTER. HELL, ADD THE WHOLE DAMN FAMILY TOO.
>About why she spied on your father.
>Write In.

>>4510836
>>ABOUT HER DAMN SISTER. HELL, ADD THE WHOLE DAMN FAMILY TOO.

>>4510836
>About why she spied on your father.

>>4510836
>>ABOUT HER DAMN SISTER. HELL, ADD THE WHOLE DAMN FAMILY TOO.

>>4510836
>ABOUT HER DAMN SISTER. HELL, ADD THE WHOLE DAMN FAMILY TOO.
Spill that damn info

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“About your sister…” You feel tired of repeating yourself at this point. “Do me one better and tell me about your whole family.”

“You’re really curious about that, aren’t you?” Odetta is not impressed.

“I believe I had enough patience in letting you move on at your own pace, but I’ll let you know that I would appreciate it if you get to it.” You politely ask Odetta to just tell you instead of going around the issue yet again.

“You’re really tactful…” Odetta drips of sarcasm. “Where do I begin…?” At last, Odetta is going to open up about her past…

Odetta’s biological parents were violently murdered in their home when she was 4 years old, to this day the authorities never knew who did it or why – Odetta was lucky because that day she was visiting her relatives who ended up adopting her later. The family being her father’s sister’s: Marcela Larsen, married to Percy Larsen, and their only daughter Jaylene Larsen.

Odetta doesn’t remember anything about her first family, but her uncle and aunt always talked about them in a positive light, and did everything to tell her as much as they could, even with pictures if they had them. Their visits to the zoo together, the aquarium, the amusement park. It was really important for them that Odetta didn’t forget them and their love for her. They went to the extent of correcting Odetta every time she tried to call them her parents.

Her aunt Marcela was a headstrong, diligent and kind woman, who was never afraid to speak her mind to others and butted heads constantly with other parents and teachers because she called out people like her life depended on it. She liked calling her May because it rhymed with Jay. She was the one who introduced Jaylene and Odetta to the spiritualist world.

Her uncle Percy was stoic, just, patient and kind hearted; he was a man of few words who liked his peace and quiet but commanded respect. Odetta never saw him lose his composure, less so seen him get angry, except that time she invited a boy over to their house. That didn’t go well. Odetta always pranked her uncle to finally see him break his stoicism, but never pulled it off.

And finally, the moment you were waiting for, Jaylene was a dumb ass brat that wasn’t like her parents at all. A coward who was afraid of all social interactions, who always relied on others to do stuff for her, including Odetta, who was a couple of years younger. She was madly in love with their loser ass neighbor because she had a thing for strong-willed losers who cannot help themselves in their idiocy. They had a good relationship, mind you, it’s just that the later events that transpired between the two, soured her feelings for Jaylene.

You can tell that it’s not true, and Odetta is just kidding herself, but you didn’t shine a light onto that matter.

“There, that’s my family. Happy?” Odetta feels embarrassed for talking for so long.

>>4511039

How do you respond?

>“It’s that how you really feel about your sister?”
>“Why do you hate her so much?”
>“Now tell me why you spied on my father.”
>Write In.

>>4511040
>>“Why do you hate her so much?”
>“It’s that how you really feel about your sister?”

>>4511040
>“Why do you hate her so much?”
>“It’s that how you really feel about your sister?”

>>4511040
>>“Why do you hate her so much?”
>“It’s that how you really feel about your sister?”

>>4511039
>“Why do you hate her so much?”
>“It’s that how you really feel about your sister?”

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“Why do you hate her so much?” You want to know the details.

“It’s a long story.” Odetta doesn’t feel like sharing.

“It’s a long trip back.” You’re asking her because you want to hear it after all.

“It would be so much easier if I had a photo of her, she has that kind of face that just bugs the hell out of people.” Odetta sounds so petty right now.

“Like Aleister’s?”

“I feel like his friends are much worse.” Odetta has no kind words for either Ichie or Vender.

“Now, please tell me.”

“Fine…” Odetta clears her throat before continuing…

To understand why Odetta dislikes Jaylene so much now, you need even more context…

After a couple of years together, her uncle Percy was framed for a murder he didn’t committed and was sentenced to life in prison. The whole case was sketchy as hell, but they couldn’t do anything but see their loved one get taken away… Their little family didn’t last at all.

Thanks to that, the rest of the family had to move away for a year to a monastery until aunt May figured things out. And without Uncle Percy to stop them, Aunt May was able to teach Jaylene and Odetta about the secret spiritualist arts… Uncle Percy didn’t like “ghost nonsense”. But once Odetta got the gist of it, she kept visiting her uncle just to spite him. She kept this a secret from the others.

Jaylene was actually very talented at it, but her own laziness got the best of her and she didn’t improve. Odetta adds this to her list of why nobody should like Jaylene.

Later, they all returned to the city once aunt May learned a trade to pay for the living expenses. And with that, Jaylene and her dear neighbor Oliver were reunited. Liking Oliver is another reason why nobody should like Jaylene. Oliver was a complete weirdo who pretended to be the reincarnation of some legendary hero named ‘Leo Major’. His eccentric persona, aside from being cringeworthy, somehow encouraged people to try their best, something Odetta never understood. After a certain incident, he stopped pretending to be an idiot.

Everyone in the family knew Uncle Percy was innocent, but Jaylene was determined to prove it, and Oliver wanted to help her, despite never believing Uncle Percy wasn’t the perpetrator. It always bugged Odetta the way he talked about her uncle. Those two created their little investigation team, but Odetta helped from time to time because, unlike Jaylene, she put more effort into her spiritual training and her abilities could be of use.

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>>4511184

It started small but more people joined as they dug deeper during the years, the members were: Oliver Watts, Jaylene Larsen, Rhys Frie, Ascher Mendel and Zinon Vassatos. They discovered a deep rabbit hole of manufactured truths by different groups of influential people all around the country. A group of rich assholes who were so powerful that they could do whatever they wanted. All their crimes were covered up by other members and they put the blame on innocent people like her uncle. Why? To get rid of key individuals so these powerful men could keep their hegemony over the whole country, and sometimes just for the sake of it. It varies depending on the case.

With this work done, the investigation group gathered enough evidence not only to prove that the evidence in Uncle Percy’s case was tampered with, but many other cases as well. It would be the biggest news of the last decade. And the members were determined to showcase this information to everyone through the press… Odetta was the only one against the idea. The whole team was gathered that fateful day:

“Jay, don’t fuckin’ do it! Stop listenin’ to him! You promised me that we were doing this to save Uncle Percy!” Odetta yells at her sister, who’s carrying the Investigation’s team laptop with the information.

“B-But…” Jaylene hesitates again.

“Little O, don’t you understand what we have in our hands? We can change the fate of this entire country! Save the people from the tyranny of these fiends.” Oliver argues against it. “Don’t be so selfish.”

“Yeah, stop being a shitbag, you scaredy cat.” Rhys always backs Oliver like the little minion he is.

“You mentally handicapped manchild, we can’t fuck with these people or they’re going to target us! You know what they do!” Odetta has never been able to convince Oliver of anything before.

“And that’s why we need to stop them once and for all.” Oliver argues back.

“She has a point. Maybe we could do this step by step, help Jaylene’s father first and see how they react to the news.” Zinon backs Odetta up. He’s more level headed than the others, but he’s still very passionate and easily dissuaded.

“You two are so damn selfish, we all busted our asses to get to this point! We help him and then what? We get our asses kicked for so little? They get away with everything else?!” Rhys gets heated.

“I did all the grunt work, you couldn’t have done it without me! Just listen!” Odetta argues back.

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>>4511185

“You’re a little good with computers, but it was only a matter of time before we could do it!” Rhys retorts. All the members believed Odetta and Jaylene found the key information thanks to their hacking abilities. Principle #2 of their spiritual teachings was to never reveal their abilities to people who aren’t aware of the spirits.

“Yeah, the guy who constantly misspells his own name is gonna accomplish anythin’ with technology!” Odetta shows Rhys her tongue.

“S-Shut up, you little brat! It hasn’t happened in weeks!” Rhys shouts back.

“Enough arguing you two! You’re giving me a headache!” The supposed-muscle of the team, Ascher, stops them from bickering any longer. “We all agreed as we joined that Jaylene has the last word. She’s the founder and we’re doing this for her, first and foremost.” That was Odetta’s failsafe in case things got dangerous, she knew she could convince her sister to do the right thing if needed.

“Me…?” Jaylene feels conflicted.

“It’s our main rule for good reason. We wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for you, you helped all of us out when we needed it the most.” Zinon smiles at Jaylene, who looks away all embarrassed.

“Buahehahuhihihihihi…!” That’s Oliver’s fake laugh when he pretends to be Leo Major. “Everyone but this humble servant! I’m the only one strong enough to help her out! The only one who will never ever need her help.”

“Just shut up, man.” Odetta hates this so much. Everyone appears to like it when he acts like that for reasons that confuse Odetta to no end.

“But what you guys say is true. It's all in Jaylene’s hands.” Oliver nods to himself. “Now, dear Jaylene! The future of this country is in your hands! Will you selfishly use this weapon to help yourself, or will you become a legend which this country has never seen before?!”

“Jay, this is not a joke. We’re not playing a game. If we take this laptop to Aunt May, I know we’re going to be reunited with Uncle Percy again.” Odetta grabs Jaylene’s arm to get her attention. “I can forgive you for not telling me earlier that we had enough information to save him and all that stuff you hid from me. It’s fine, seriously.”

“Odetta…” Jaylene is lost for words.

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>>4511186

“My dear Jaylene, are you going to let this little devil convince you? Is the need of the few greater than the needs of the many? Don’t be afraid, the path of justice is open for us, we just need to traverse it!” Oliver continues his magniloquent speech. “This might be our only chance.”

“We shouldn’t waste it, Jaylene!” Rhys backs Oliver up. “It’s going to be worth it!”

“If anything bad happens, we’re in this together, no matter what.” Ascher gives her a thumbs up.

“We’ll back you up, Jaylene.” Zinon smiles as well.

“J-Jaylene, please, just listen to me… These fuckin’ idiots are just talkin’ nonsense… You know how dangerous it is… C’mon, sis, I want to hug dad again, just hear me out, please.” Odetta starts begging.

“Sorry, Odetta…” Jaylene leaves her sister hanging as she joins the others with the laptop.

In one last ditch attempt, Odetta tried to steal the laptop, but was easily apprehended by the guys, she was tied up and left in one of the lockers…

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>>4511189

The next day after they sent the information to the press, nothing was shown. One of the parents of each of the Investigation Team members were murdered, their homes ransacked and all the information lost. The murders were considered accidents of different degrees. They effectively worked for nothing. The mysterious powerful group gave them their response…

The team never met again…

Odetta lived in an orphanage for a couple of weeks, then she requested to be transferred back to the monastery she was part of years ago, until she was old enough to join a state program that let her live in a dorm under the guardianship of a qualified volunteer.

“Do you understand why I hate her?” Odetta’s pain is palpable.

“I do.”

“She ruined everything…”

“That she did…”

“I hate her so much…” Odetta looks empty.

“But is that how you really feel about your sister?” The answer seems obvious.

Odetta didn’t respond for a solid minute, until she said:

“…Why didn’t she listen to me?”

How do you respond?

>“Because she was infatuated by that ridiculous man.” State the obvious.
>“Is your father figure still alive?” Slightly change topics.
>“I have no idea.” You have no words.
>“I’m sorry.”
>Be quiet.
>Write In.

(Last reply of the day, we may continue tomorrow, but don't count on it.)

>>4511190
>>“I have no idea.” You have no words.

>>4511190
>“Because she was infatuated by that ridiculous man.” State the obvious.

>>4511190
Say
>>“Because she was infatuated by that ridiculous man.” State the obvious.
But in a less blunt way like "Love can make people do stupid stuff, even if the right answer is right on her face."

>>4511190
backing >>4511299

>>4511190
Yupp, backing >>4511299

>>4511190
>“Because she was infatuated by that ridiculous man.” State the obvious.
Keep it simple

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“Love can make people do stupid stuff, even if the right answer is right in her face.” You tell it like it is. Feelings get in the way at the worst of times.

“I’m not stupid, Alfred, I know that...” Odetta didn’t want such a direct response. Or maybe she did, because she’s starting to look more confident again. “It still pisses me off, she picked him over me when it mattered the most…”

“Can’t blame you for feeling that way.” You don’t think she’s wrong to feel that way.

“You never know who’s willing to backstab you, Alfred. Always keep your eyes open.” Odetta doesn’t want that same thing to happen to you.

“Even my dear friend Odetta?” You deadpan.

“Yeah, even your dear friend Odetta. I’d rather you distrust me than anything bad happen to ya ‘cause you didn’t see it coming, you’ve got to be sharp, Alfred.” Odetta smirks. “Besides, I’m used to it. Part of the job.”

“I have my healthy bit of skepticism already, so it’s fine.” You were a Store Clerk after all, you can’t trust that everyone who went through that door was only there to shop.

“I can’t believe I told you all that… I haven’t told this to anyone before…” Odetta starts feeling embarrassed now that it dawned on her. “You must keep it between us, you hear me?”

“Yes, I do.” You don’t mind.

“Now it’s your turn. Tell me about you.” Odetta crosses her arms.

“Huh? I thought you already found out.” You retort.

“C’mon, I know there is more than what I found, and I want to hear it from you… Help me develop this genuine friendship, Alfred.” Odetta wants to hear it all from your point of view.

But there are questions unanswered and not enough time to delve into them…

What do you do?

>Reveal your boring past to Odetta.
>Ask the reason why she spied on your father.
>Write In.

>>4513636
>Reveal your boring past to Odetta.

>>4513636
>>Reveal your boring past to Odetta.

>>4513636
>>Write In.
"Don't I get to beat around the bush first? I kid."
Reveal your boring past. It's so boring after all it would baffle anyone who is looking for dirt on us.

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“Don’t I get to beat around the bush first?” You deadpan. Odetta frowns. “I kid.”

“I couldn’t know how much you valued our everlasting friendship if it wasn’t for me beating around the bush.” Odetta unnecessarily explains. “Of all the things I expected from you, forgiveness wasn’t one of them.”

“You still need to make up for it, whatever you did.” You won’t live that down yet.

“I don’t like how the balance of power has shifted in your favor, Alfred...” Odetta gives you a mischievous look.

“You are going to work hard until I’m satisfied.” You won’t make it easy.

“Now who’s beating around the bush, huh?” Odetta displays her smugness. “C’mon, get on with it!”

“Right…” You begin your own unremarkable tale…

You talked about your whole family for the first time in a while. Your dad and your mom and the events that happened… It felt good to remember them, you miss them dearly. You hope they are together wherever they are and hope to meet them again.

…

You’re almost at the apartment and almost finished with your story.

“A whole pen through her hand?!” Odetta is in shock.

“Yup.” Anger is one strong weapon.

“HahHAHhA, that’s awesome!” Odetta finds this humorous. “You must’ve been pretty strong.”

“I moved too many boxes.” You didn’t mind working at the shop.

“That farmer's strength on full display.” Odetta cackles again. “I’m surprised Bruce and your other friends didn’t hide from you for the rest of their lives.”

“They’re not that kind of people.” You think Bruce, Koh and Jesse are all reliable.

“Unlike the sloth behind us.” Odetta makes fun of Maggie.

Since you’re at a red stop, you glance back to Maggie for one second, she winks at you and goes back to sleep… Or was she awake this whole time? You would say something, but you feel like Odetta wouldn’t appreciate having Maggie in this conversation.

After a long ass day, you’re finally back at the apartment. You woke up Maggie and brought Odetta inside with her wheelchair. Both Catastrovania and Bruce were waiting for you.

Their request consisted of being stunt doubles for the action scenes in the new Silver Sun movie, and even acting in real scenes as some forgettable characters. Except for one character, Bruce played Kaiju Catastrovania in the last fight scene and wore a giant Catastrovania suit. You have no idea what the movie was really about…

Lai Zhi was the producer, and he’s the same guy from the CC&C commercial. Silver Sun was there as well as a consultant and writer. Bruce thought it was fun being part of a movie production; Catastrovania didn’t like that her character was so mishandled.

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>>4513879

“It appears that all of our clients were more than happy with our efforts, good job everyone.” Odetta puts the final note of the day.

“I wish I could be happy about the DESPICABLE way they RUINED my character…” Catastrovania is still fuming. “What’s for dinner anyway?”

It was an exhausting day for everyone, so after eating dinner, you all went to sleep…

[DAY 20/FRIDAY]

Maybe you all went to bed a little early because you’re up before your alarm… It’s a nice day to do one of the missions. You look up at the ones you have left and decide to take the one about the most important festivity in your hometown even before the meeting. As a proud citizen of Laoling, you know it’s your duty to help…

You enjoyed having Odetta helping around yesterday, you might want to include her again in today’s quest. She owes you a lot after revealing her truth yesterday, so you won’t need to bribe her to help.

What do you do?

>Call today’s client. You wonder what member of the town hall is going to answer…
>You might want to check up how your old clients are doing. Some of them told you to contact them after the fact.
>Write In.

Add Odetta to the mix again?

>Yes.
>No.
>Write In.

>>4513880
>>You might want to check up how your old clients are doing. Some of them told you to contact them after the fact.
>Yes.
Check on how things went with Terezinah

>>4513880
>You might want to check up how your old clients are doing. Some of them told you to contact them after the fact.

>No
let her rest a little.

>>4513880
>You might want to check up how your old clients are doing. Some of them told you to contact them after the fact.
>Yes.

>>4513883
Backing it up
>>4513880

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You decided to start your routine earlier under these circumstances, surely nobody is going to complain about getting things done in a proper time. Bruce stayed here once again, you don’t think he’s going to go back to his apartment any time soon. You wake them all up, prepare them breakfast, do your morning exercises and Odetta’s treatment, and gather everyone in the living room to discuss what request everyone is going to take.

And yes, they did complain about working earlier.

After making your intentions clear with the mission, it was up to them to see who will accompany you to aid the township.

“I’m not interested, my dad used to make me help and I’m glad this is the first year I don’t have to do it.” Bruce is the first one to decline. “Maybe I’ll feel nostalgic by next time.”

“Another long trip…? I wanna do something here in Hamje.” Maggie is tired of long trips.

“Then that leaves me with Catastrovania.” You turn to your supposed boss. “Let’s do our best.”

“Eh?! M-Me?” Catastrovania loses her composure for an instant. “Fufufu… I certainly will be needed to discover the great mystery of Ghoulzilla! So I can’t go!”

“Don’t you worry, we got this, me and Brucey.” Strangely, Maggie is up to take part in finding the truth of this mysterious myth.

“B-But I picked it!” Catastrovania complains.

“Eh? Us? I-I thought you were afraid of monsters and ghosts…” Bruce is surprised by Maggie’s resolution as well. Everyone turns to Odetta once the word ghost is mentioned, much to her dismay.

“Of course I am! You’re going to have to do all the work, Brucey! Good luck!” Maggie the lazy already has a plan.

“Hey, you can’t laze around. We need good reviews.” Odetta immediately shuts this down.

“D-Don’t worry, Maggie, if I could t-teach you math, I’m sure I-I can teach you how to be brave.” Bruce is convinced.

“I don’t think you’re the most fitting individual for the task...” The other unfit individual for the task, Catastrovania, points out. You just realized that 3/5 of your group can be considered cowards. “So I’ll deal with Ghoulzilla!”

“You’re my partner already, Cat. Get used to this.” You are tired of this nonsense.

“B-But ex-assistant…!” Catastrovania is about to throw a tantrum.

“You shouldn’t have fired me.” You don’t care about that job, but it hurt your resume.

“A-Are you that petty…?” Cat can’t believe her eyes.

“You and Odetta aren’t from Laoling, so it will be good if you experience our history and culture first hand.” You have made your decision.

“Me too…?” Odetta is confused. “F-Fine.” She didn’t complain like you were expecting.

“It’s been decided! No backsies! Now, it’s a bit early, sooo… I’m gonna take a nap!” Maggie escapes to the girls' room.

>>4513953

“I suppose we don’t have to start our missions early today.” You admit that it’s a good idea, there are some things you can do.

Everyone takes this as a cue to do their own thing…

You want to check up on how your old clients are doing since some of them told you to contact them after the fact. Also, there are other individuals you might want to call as well…

Who do want to call?

>Gualberto. Silver Sun’s little brother. If his brother made a movie that means things didn’t go well for the kid…
>Lorena. The girl of the many Juice Boxes. Did the cultists let her be or did they start to creep up again?
>Nina Uccelli. The daughter of your kind neighbors. She mentioned a special reward, or was that your imagination?
>The Green Wall Terezinha. The professional boxer girl. Did La Pared decide to help or not?
>Kong Bo. The fisherman. Do you even have his phone number…? Maybe you’ll have to make a smoke signal?
>Kae. The trash girl. How did things go for her in the New Flux?
>Ichie. Aleister’s friend. Keep the charade that you have no intention to hurt Aleister and get more information about the bastard.
>Write In.

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

>>4513954
>Nina Uccelli. The daughter of your kind neighbors. She mentioned a special reward, or was that your imagination?

She did say to call her back later.

>>4513954
>>The Green Wall Terezinha. The professional boxer girl. Did La Pared decide to help or not?

>>4513954
>The Green Wall Terezinha. The professional boxer girl. Did La Pared decide to help or not?

>>4513954
>The Green Wall Terezinha. The professional boxer girl. Did La Pared decide to help or not?
Do we have time for other calls?

>>4513953 #
>“You’re my partner already, Cat. Get used to this.” You are tired of this nonsense.
>"B-But ex-assistant…!” Catastrovania is about to throw a tantrum.
>“You shouldn’t have fired me.” You don’t care about that job, but it hurt your resume.
>“A-Are you that petty…?” Cat can’t believe her eyes.
Its in the name, you dumb loli cunt. Slightly PETTY Revenge Quest. Way better than the shithole quest YOU come from, you sad worthless fucking excuse for a meme character. I hope that idiot ShortstackQM stops being a pretend smug bitch about you too, god fucking damn

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You’re going to call the one you feel is the most urgent to know of, the boxer girl Terezinha. Did the wall agree to coach the other wall? You have no idea what to expect despite leaving with a good taste in your mouth over the ordeal yesterday. Time to find out…

After greeting each other, you ask the pertinent question…

“How did things go with La Pared?” You need to do quality control.

“He is as intimidating as I was expecting but willing to listen, truly a formidable man from a bygone era.” Terezinha recalls. You never found him intimidating in the slightest. “Though, I have to attribute his willingness to you, he said as much. I really can’t thank you enough.”

“Did he?” You’re surprised he even mentioned you, knowing how bizarre the guy is.

“Yes, your group helped him find his courage! I can only imagine how tough it is for your passion to be the source of so much pain. I won’t let his fire extinguish again, that’s my promise.” Terezinha sounds determined. “He did say you wanted to remain anonymous for some reason despite, you know, me being the one who contacted you…”

“He’s kind of an eccentric guy…” You won’t delve into that. He didn’t bother to ask your name after all the help you gave him...

“But he was really grateful to you all! I felt like once we hit it off together, he understood that he hit the jackpot with me and that you gave him a real chance to redeem himself in his eyes.” Terezinha is not that humble about her own abilities. You respect that. “He’s already a legend, so I hope our partnership will show him how much he means to the world of boxing.”

“So I assume things went well between you two, then?”

“Yes, he wasn’t easy to convince despite all your help. I had to overcome a tough test before he agreed.” A proud Terezinha explains. “Also, his plane tickets… He wanted first class, I’m a professional but I’m not rolling in money yet.”

“What kind of test?” You’re a little interested in this.

“He taught me how to do his legendary Corkscrew Counterpunch! It was a nightmare to use the phone’s camera for it, but I passed it without issues. I thought I had it dominated from my studies, but he showed me you can’t learn anything just from analyzing it.” Terezinha tells it like it was fun.

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>>4514684

“How does that work? Can you show me how?” You’re curious if this really can be a thing.

“But of course! I’m glad to teach the ways of La Pared to anyone!” Terezinha is up for it.

You learned the cowardly dark art of counter punching… What an awkward way to learn it…

“You’re not half bad, I didn’t expect you to be in such good shape if I’m being honest.” Terezinha seems surprised.

“Thank you, it means a lot coming from you.” You didn’t think it was going to be this easy.

“Those words will carry more merit in a few weeks, hahaha!” Terezinha’s spirits are all high up. “See this little lesson as another way to thank you aside from the payment.” Odetta is probably receiving all that money… “If you’re up for it, I can relay to you the lessons from my new coach! It will be a good way to practice.”

“Sounds like a lovely idea.” You’re up for it. You might have unlocked a new way of training…

Anything you want to ask to Terezinha?

>No.
>“So who was the guy who beat you that started this whole thing?”
>“You’re firing your coach then?”
>Write In.


Who do want to call now?

>Gualberto. Silver Sun’s little brother. If his brother made a movie that means things didn’t go well for the kid…
>Lorena. The girl of the many Juice Boxes. Did the cultists let her be or did they start to creep up again?
>Nina Uccelli. The daughter of your kind neighbors. She mentioned a special reward, or was that your imagination?
>Kong Bo. The fisherman. Do you even have his phone number…? Maybe you’ll have to make a smoke signal?
>Kae. The trash girl. How did things go for her in the New Flux?
>Ichie. Aleister’s friend. Keep the charade that you have no intention to hurt Aleister and get more information about the bastard.
>Nobody, you’re good to start the mission.
>Write In.

>>4514685
>>“So who was the guy who beat you that started this whole thing?”
>Nobody, you’re good to start the mission.
We've delayed this for way too long

>>4514685
>“So who was the guy who beat you that started this whole thing?”
>Nina Uccelli. The daughter of your kind neighbors. She mentioned a special reward, or was that your imagination?

>>4514685
>“So who was the guy who beat you that started this whole thing?”
>Ichie. Aleister’s friend. Keep the charade that you have no intention to hurt Aleister and get more information about the bastard.
And then do the mission

>>4514685
>“So who was the guy who beat you that started this whole thing?”
>Nina Uccelli. The daughter of your kind neighbors. She mentioned a special reward, or was that your imagination?

>>4514685
>“So who was the guy who beat you that started this whole thing?”
>Ichie. Aleister’s friend. Keep the charade that you have no intention to hurt Aleister and get more information about the bastard.

>>4514685
>“So who was the guy who beat you that started this whole thing?”
>Nina Uccelli. The daughter of your kind neighbors. She mentioned a special reward, or was that your imagination?

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“So who was the guy who beat you that started this whole thing?” You’re curious to know more about one of the finest boxing prospects the country has to offer.

“I believe I told you it wasn’t just one fight, I lost several and in most of them I felt outclassed. The press didn’t think so, but I knew better. I didn’t resort to this because I only lost one match.” Terezinha has a point. “I’ll admit that I got humiliated in my last match though…”

“By whom?” You wonder.

“Another rookie that goes by the name Red Bullet. Unlike my other matches, he toyed with me just for the sake of it, finding pleasure in my lack of skills… To most people it was a close fight, but he only made it seem that way just to piss me off. It makes my blood boil just thinking about it!” Terezinha sounds angry but composed. Red Bullet sounds oddly familiar…

“How are you so sure he was toying with you if nobody else noticed? Maybe you got it all wrong and it was a close match.” You make what you think is a valid point.

“It’s the little things… the way he moved… the unnecessary flashiness… the way taunted me.” Terezinha is more of the silent rage type. “I know most of it comes from the style of boxing nowadays, but I just couldn’t stop him!” Terezinha really felt outclassed.

“I lived through something similar, it feels frustrating just thinking about it.” And that’s the reason why you’re training.

“Haha! You get me!” Terezinha has a cute chuckle. “I know this is a sport and all, but that Koh is going to pay for what he did.”

“Koh?” You don’t think that’s…

“Sorry, Alfred, I’m going to hang up. My blood is boiling and I need to channel this ire of mine into results! Wish me luck!” Terezinha hangs up.

“Good luck.” You say goodbye to no one. So Koh made it to the big leagues, huh? You’re happy for your friend, even if he’s not the type that gets all cheerful.

…

That’s rich coming from you.

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>>4514751

Next on the list is to call your lovely neighbors’ daughter, Nina Uccelli. Last time, you used Disquid to communicate with her by her own request, and by her, you mean the other mysterious girl... You’ll stick to the phone this time.

“Hello, am I speaking with Nina Uccelli?” You greet.

“Yes, this is totally Nina Uccelli. Who am I talking to? What do you need?” Nina responds. She sounds… different, in more than a manner of speaking.

Something is off.

How do you respond?

>“Yes, I’m Alfred Brown from the Psi Xi Pi. You requested me to talk to you after the mission was done.” Be professional.
>“Can you hand the phone to the real Nina Uccelli?” You know it’s that other girl.
>Hang Up.
>Write In.

>>4514755
>>Hang Up.
It's not worth this shit

>>4514755
>Hang Up.

>>4514755
>Hang Up.
Clearly not out client. Waste of time remaining on the line

>>4514755
>“Can you hand the phone to the real Nina Uccelli?” You know it’s that other girl.
Professionalism demands dealing with bullshit I guess.

>>4514755
>Hang Up.

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As you pass through the names, you receive a call. It’s from Nina Uccelli.

“Hello? Al? I’m so sorry! I was so careless!” It’s the real Nina this time. “I have no idea when she stole my phone, but I’m here!” That’s the sleep inducing voice of the real Nina.

“There is no need to apologize, I’m glad you returned my call.” You try to calm her down a bit.

“I feel so embarrassed, I’ll make sure this doesn’t happen again.” Nina sounds really apologetic.

“It’s not as big a deal as you’re making it to be.” You don’t want her to get all agitated for nothing.

“I understand you’re trying to be polite with me, but I know how frustrating this can be.” Nina can’t let it go. “I’ll find a way to make it up to you.”

“If that makes you feel better, feel free, but there is no need.” You feel like you need to relent instead of going in circles.

“You’re as polite as my momma says. Oh shoot! I-I mean mom…! L-like my mom says!” Nina didn’t realize she was using her more affectionate nickname for Berenice.

“You called her like that all the time last conversation.” You remind her so she doesn’t feel bad.

“Oh no…” Nina sounds embarrassed. Mission Failed. “L-Let’s move on! Oh, I know why you called! The payment didn’t go through, right? I have no idea why that keeps happening…”

“No, that’s not it.” You reply.

“But I feel like I forgot something…” Nina is onto something.

How do you respond?

>“You said you wanted to call you after the mission was done to personally thank us.”
>“The other person that lives with you, that Susie, why does she keep stealing your phone? I would be careful if I were you.”
>“So how are you planning on making it up to me?”
>Write In.

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