softmeats 2018/03/29(Thu)19:28 No. 875927 ID: 370e1b
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Welcome to Phantasmal Sector Online, VivisectMe89!

Now that you've chosen the East Asia server, it's time to create the character you will use to explore the fantastic landscapes of Phantasmal Sector Online. The first step in your journey is to choose your character's Race and Gender.

Race
[Cyborg] Hailing from the Solar Planetary Alliance, cyber-augmented humans are strong-willed and place great value on social bonds. +1 Strength, +1 Empathy
[Star Elf] Elegant and reserved inhabitants of the Outer Asteroid Colonies, the star elves are at the forefront of galactic culture. +1 Agility, +1 Wisdom
[Silicoid] Mysterious and cunning, this race of machines has only recently emerged from the darkness beyond the Star Horizon. +1 Stamina, +1 Intellect
(Both a paid subscription and the expansion pack "The Shadow of Planet Fall" are required to play as a Silicoid lifeform. Free trial players are not eligible.)

Gender
[Male]
[Female]

(In the advanced societies of Phantasmal Sector Online, gender has no effect on your stats or abilities. There's no inequality in the future, after all!)

Star Elf, Female.

>>875927
Race: Star Elf
Gender: Female";
Go;
Update Players
set lGender="Herm", bSubscription="TRUE', sMonthlyExpires="3/31/2999"
where sPlayer="VivisectMe89";
Go;

>>875927
Now, hold on there, Blizzard. I bought this durn game for a pretty penny, and then you made me hafta join a server in goldang East Asia of all places. Now yer tellin' me that I only get three racial options, and one of 'em's an expansion exclusive? Hoo-boy! Metacritic's gonna have a field day with you, son!

Let's make the most hickass Star Elf there ever was.

Cyborg, female

If cyborgs have some better appearance customization options than what that sad sack of a sample looks like then female cyborg. If not then star elf it'll be.

I bet what we can see on them is later-game gear, though. We'll probably start off wearing some sort of space potato sack.

Cyborg. So many wonderful toys.

>>875929
Seconded lol

>>875929
HAX...Aww yiss

>>875929
>>875956
>>875957
Go back in your smut-pit

Oh wow, silicoid looks cool. How far would the upgrade set us back?

Voting male character, but our meatspace-self is female.

Male player, female character, elf.

Not even in a fictional roleplaying adventure in a Lithuanian lobster breeding forum will this truth be defiled.

Cyborg Dude

>bSubscription="TRUE",
For a second you wonder if anybody's figured out a way to hack this game into thinking they're subscribed, but... you barely got it {i}installed{/i} on this piece of shit laptop, and even if you weren't halfway expecting it to crash every time you click something, hacking is a more than a little above your pay grade.

>Now, hold on there, Blizzard!
Honestly, you can barely remember the name of the company that made this game, but it's definitely not Blizzard. World of Warcraft only came out a year ago. That would be moving fast even for them.

As for the server, even if you wanted to do something different, which you don't, you're pretty sure playing on anything but the East Asia server would be a disaster. Your connection is mediocre enough {i}within{/i} Japan, you're not about to try playing on servers in other countries.

>If cyborgs have some better appearance customization options than what that sad sack of a sample looks like then female cyborg.
You could try being a female cyborg, but you seriously doubt they have fashion that's any less abysmal. Maybe it's end-game gear, though. You really hope so, because a space potato sack sounds fucking great right about now.

>Oh man, silicoid looks cool. How much would the upgrade set us back?
The expansion was something like ¥4,000 if you remember correctly, and the subscription is ¥1,600 a month, so a hell of a lot more money than you even {i}have{/i} right now.

2/3 softmeats 2018/03/30(Fri)03:15 No. 875999 ID: 370e1b
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Hair Style
[Long, fluffy]
[Long, fluffy with bangs]
[Ponytail]
[Pageboy]
[Pigtails]

Hair Color
[White]
[Platinum]
[Blonde]
[Platinum-blonde]
[Silver]

Eye Shape
[Wide and cutesy]
[Very wide and cutesy]

Eye Color
[Pink]
[Red]
[Azure]
[Silver]
[Blue steel]

Ear Shape
[Short, horizontal]
[Long, horizontal]
[Short, diagonal]
[Long, diagonal]

Skin Color
[Pale blue]
[Deep blue]
[Purplish blue]
[Bluish purple]

Bust Size
{i}(A slider from Small to Large. It's currently set to "small."){/i}

... God, look at that... what do you even call that thing? "Chest armor?" You can't even dignify that by calling it a {i}bra.{/i} That wouldn't hold up your {i}boobs,{/i} and you barely even have them. If you wore a fucking push-up bra you'd have about a tenth of those nightmare orbs.

Are you really bored enough to be playing this? Ugh, you guess you are. You have school in an hour, but you're up early enough that you're willing to do literally anything to avoid having to think about that, or really think about anything at all.

>((It is 6:00 AM in the real actual world, and this quest's writer and artist are very tired and fucked up the formatting. Apologies.))

There is no saving this, time to go down with the ship!
[Long, fluffy with bangs]
[Silver]
Eye Shape[Very wide and cutesy]
Eye Color[Pink]
Ear Shape[Long, horizontal]
Skin Color[Purplish blue]
Bust Size[All the way... down.]
Even for a laugh I can't bring such suffering to our protag when the inevitable happens.

[Long, fluffy]
[Silver]
[Wide and cutesy]
[Pink]
[Short, diagonal]
[Bluish purple] Only one option is primarily purple and it's modified? Geeze.

Bust Size: minimum. In fact, experiment and see if it goes any further left.

>>875999
>Hair Style
[Long, fluffy with bangs]

>Hair Color
[Silver]

>Eye Shape
[Wide and cutesy]

>Eye Color
[Pink]

>Ear Shape
[Short, diagonal]

>Skin Color
[Bluish purple]

>Bust Size
>{i}(A slider from Small to Large. It's currently set to "small."){/i}
That’s the smallest size?! Geez!

Just for the hell of it, put the slider all the way to the largest size to see what it looks like, but don’t actually pick it!

After doing that, put the slider all the way down to the smallest size and pick that one.

Whoever the character designer for this game is is a pervert. Just leave everything on default. It's our first character in our first play of the game. It doesn't matter.

>>875999
You should probably figure out what what the shortcut for that blep emote is, because you'll be using it a lot.

>>875999

[Long, Fluffy with Bangs]
[White]
[Wide and Cutesy]
[Blue Steel]
[Long Horizontal]
[Blue-ish Purple]

I regret Cyborg not winning.

I agree with checking on just how bad that slider gets, we will want to know what we might see out there... Just make sure that it isn't one-way before going too far.

Am I going insane? Is [enhance knockers] explicitly provided as an option and not being taken?

Check for hidden panels. Try keyboard controls. There might be hidden options that the designers added in testing and never bothered to remove.

Enter the Secret cheat code.
Up, Up, Down, Down, Left, Right, Left, Right, B, A

Platinum blonde hair, a pageboy cut, pale blue skin, pink eyes. Pastel elf is go.

Go with the medium bust, a rarity!

Oops, missed wide and cutesy eyes and long, horizontal ears for the remaining options.

>Whoever designed the character designer for this game is is a pervert.
And not the fun kind of pervert, either. Ugh.

>You should probably figure out what what the shortcut for that blep emote is, because you'll be using it a lot.
Yeah, if there's a way to do that blep thing in-game, that'll actually be kind of great. On the other hand, for all you know it's the default expression.

>Enter the Secret cheat code.
You're not sure if you should be more embarrassed that you're such a nerd that you don't even have to struggle to remember the Konami Code, or that you actually type it in just in case. (It does nothing. Of course.)

>((Options chosen: long, fluffy silver hair with bangs, wide and cutesy pink eyes, short diagonal ears))

2/4 softmeats 2018/03/31(Sat)22:00 No. 876306 ID: 370e1b
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>Just for the hell of it, put the slider all the way to the largest size to see what it looks like, but don’t actually pick it! 
You know what? You have to be pretty... talented to be some kind of space-faring star elf warrior-priest thing, right? Let's see just how talented you can make this girl.

oh my god it's like staring into the sun abort abort

There. All the way to minimum, which is to say "enormous." That's... comparatively better. At least those could exist on an actual torso.

3/4 softmeats 2018/03/31(Sat)22:01 No. 876307 ID: 370e1b
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God okay, there's a whole tab for facial customization, as if that's what this game's target audience is here for. Let's see what you're working with –

[Glabella Length]
[Glabella Depth]
[Glabella Width]
[Glabella Convexity]

4/4 softmeats 2018/03/31(Sat)22:01 No. 876308 ID: 370e1b
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No. You know what? No. What the fuck is a glabella? Who designed this game? You don't – you can't even – no. You'll finish making this stupid elf later, this is giving you a headache. You'll just have to... yeah, there, good, there's a function to save character designs in progress. Perfect, you can save this as "Most Talented Elf In The Galaxy" and close this goddamn game and come back to it after school, when you're either more mentally capable of handling glabella convexity or, more likely, so utterly dead inside that you're willing to just slam all the remaining sliders into random spots and hit "finish."

God, coming out of this program is like surfacing from the bottom of the ocean, except that you think there are a lot less boobs in the ocean. Unless mermaids are real. That would actually be really nice, though, which means that it's impossible.

You take a deep breath. For some reason, you get the ominous feeling that it's going to be a long, long day.

... It's because every day in your life feels like a thousand wretched years. That's the reason.

Right about now you should seriously start getting ready for school, but you're still not willing to think about that for more than half a second at a time, so you need something to distract you.

You've got roughly fifteen minutes to fuck around before your mom starts yelling at you to get dressed and come downstairs.

put on a podcast to distract you enough that it will entertain you for 15 minutes but nothing that you would mind stopping part way through and finishing it later.

The glabella is the smooth part of the forehead between and above the eyebrows. Try googling a character creation guide for it.

>>876307
>Glabella stuff
Just leave them all on whatever the default is, who cares.

Did you do your homework.

Inspect that room, including that plush up top and that suspicious box below.

Those posters look like they are for far superior games. Or anime maybe? Maybe you can just waste some time staring about them and thinking about shit you actually like.

>Aquatic assets.
Consider that mermaids are half-fish, and fish do not produce milk. Also consider that whales live in the ocean, do produce milk, and are quite large. Clearly thinking about this is the most valuable use of your time.

>The glabella is...
No! This horrible nagging curiosity will not get the better of you. You make the firm decision to not understand glabellas until at least 5 PM.

>Aquatic assets
You absolutely refuse to sit here and think about whale tits.

>Did you do your homework
In an incredibly rare demonstration of mercy from the universe and/or god, you actually don't have homework to turn in today. Maybe... maybe today will actually be a good day. Do you dare to hope?

Haha, no, you're just kidding, it won't be. Hope is for people who enjoy disappointment.

2/3 softmeats 2018/04/01(Sun)13:56 No. 876463 ID: 370e1b
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>Put on a podcast
Pod...cast? You have no idea what that is.

3/3 softmeats 2018/04/01(Sun)13:56 No. 876464 ID: 370e1b
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>That plush up top and that suspicious box down below
Ugh. The stupid rabbit. Why is your mind drifting over to that right now? Putting it all the way up there was a specific effort to make sure you don't have to see it all the time. It's just a thing your older sister Saeko made for you a few years ago because she's that kind of person, and now you're stuck with the thing. You can't just throw it away, because... you know... family, but it's not even a little bit important to you, either.

>That suspicious box down below
The... the box under the bed? That's, uh... that's where you keep... y'know, stuff people aren't supposed to just leave lying around where anybody could find it. That kind of... stuff. Private stuff. The kind of stuff nobody would just take out when there could be a knock on the door at any moment.

Also, you kinda lost the key, so... does it really matter?

>Those posters
One of the advantages of having a mother who's too busy to pay any attention to the things you care about is getting to hang posters for your dubious interests on the wall without criticism. Your mom doesn't know what the fuck Berserk, Hellsing, or Gantz are, and you intend to keep it that way. It's fun, though, plastering your room with blatant evidence that you have the manga preferences of a truly irredeemable shithead.

Play some of that irredeemable J-pop that you have managed to acquire and think about all the mundane things those R.P.G. characters must do that get glossed over. You never hear about back-pain, or laundry, or picking grit out of the seams in cybernetics, or being annoyed by someone picking grit out of...

>>876464
Lost the key? Not a problem! That kind of lock can be picked easily with a paperclip and a flat-head screwdriver!

Here's what you do: Bend the paperclip so it's a long straight piece, then bend the last 2-3mm so they're going straight out from the paperclip at a 90 degree angle (Pliers help here!).
Next, put the screwdriver in the lock and turn it until you meet resistance - not too hard.
Now, stick the paperclip in so the bend at the tip is up, push it aaaallll the way to the back, and then lever the tip up.
Now, gently pull the paperclip back until you find the first pin. Once you do, use the paperclip to push the pin up until it clicks.
What's happening here is that the pin sits between the inner and outer sections of the lock, and is jamming it so the lock can't turn. What the screwdriver is doing is pushing the sides of the lock against the pin and pinching it. When you push the pin up far enough that it doesn't block the lock, the two halves can twist just a little bit and block the pin from going back into place.
Keeping the torque on the lock, you can now move on to the next pin. Keep doing that until all the pins are done, but keep in mind that it's going to get harder and harder to push up each pin as you do it since you have fewer pins blocking the lock from turning. This is why you start from the back - the first pins you do are easier to push up, and you have better leverage on pins closer to you, so these two effects partially cancel out!

What manner of creature did that skull belong to?

Did you ever check if that plushie has anything in it?

For all you know an Alien Government could be using it to spy on you for a huge conspiracy involving something something big bad aliens invading Earth.

1/3 softmeats 2018/04/03(Tue)17:32 No. 877015 ID: e06ce0
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>Play some of that irredeemable J-Pop
Considering it's from your own country, you typically just think of pop music as pop music, and it's more the incredibly violent and disturbing manga you blush over that makes you irredeemable.

>Did you ever check if that plushie has anything in it?
Your username is "VivisectMe89." Anybody with a brain ought to be able to do the math on that one. Yeah, it did have something in it: fluff. Lots of fluff. Warm, soft, slippery - fluff. Ahem. So yeah. Nothing special.

2/3 softmeats 2018/04/03(Tue)17:32 No. 877016 ID: e06ce0
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>That kind of lock can be picked... ((gigantic lock-picking tutorial))
Huh. You don't care very much about getting into the box, but if you were bored enough sometime maybe you could use it to practice lockpicking. That feels like the kind of neat trick a creepy kid like you ought to know. Very aesthetic.

After spending a minute or two looking around online, you realize it was dumb to think you'd have time to learn how to fuckin' pick locks with a 15-minute time limit, and also you don't even think there are any free-floating paperclips in the house. Maybe you can find some at school and steal them.

((You've decided to further embrace your delinquent nature, and will now have the opportunity to learn lockpicking later in the quest!))

>((Artist's note: the skull's appearance has changed because I drew it incorrectly before, not because there's been any sort of change in its appearance in-universe. Apologies!))

3/3 softmeats 2018/04/03(Tue)17:33 No. 877017 ID: e06ce0
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>What manner of creature did that skull belong to?
Oh yeah, the skull. Sometimes you forget you have that thing. It's a deer, or at least it used to be a deer. Now it's not really a deer at all.

There are a lot of those around here – it's a relatively small town, so there are plenty of critters nearby. One day a while back... god when was that, you can't even really remember... you were out walking along the road by the woods when you found a mostly-rotted deer skeleton half-crushed and crumpled up in the bushes. Somebody must have hit it with their car and then just kind of stuffed it there, an ugly broken thing they'd rather forget than take responsibility for.

Naturally, you broke off the head and took it home and secretly bleached it clean and used it to prop up manga on your shelf. You know, what any reasonable person would do. It doesn't get to be a deer anymore, but... at least it still gets to be something.

What's in the box on the shelf?

>Oh deer.
How marvellously compassionate of you. I am sure the deer would approve. Well, it would want to be alive, but given the alternatives...

Those looks like some comprehensive manga collections, are you missing anything?

Is that photo on your desk of your family? What are they like?

>>877017
What did you do with the deer brain inside?

Express your extremely non-platonic love for Sera Victoria.

After that you might have enough time to investigate the less suspicious looking box on the shelf behind you.

>>877085
Probably more bleach, some pressurised water, and standard waste-disposal. That or it was installed at the base of the spine as a sub-node for neural processes in order to free up neurons for CRPG trivia.

1/2 softmeats 2018/04/04(Wed)22:42 No. 877204 ID: bcfc39
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>Express your extremely non-platonic love for Seras Victora.
As much as you love Seras Victoria, and envy her intensely for getting to be impaled roughly ten billion times, you're not gonna be able to do that[i] within the couple of minutes you've got left before you have to get ready for school.

>Those look like some comprehensive manga collections, are you missing anything?
They're really not, and you definitely are. You don't tend to have much spare cash to spend on hobbies (or anything really), so there are gaps all over the place. It drives you nuts. As for what specific manga they are, it's pretty much just the same shit you've got posters of.

>What did you do with the deer brain inside?
Not a whole lot, actually. Not really your main area of intere - [i]expertise. After you spent a while... staring at it very intently while doing absolutely nothing else, you found some gloves, stole supplies from the kitchen, and furtively scraped/rinsed/bleached it out into a hole in the backyard. When you were younger you did some research on cannibalism, for completely above-board reasons, naturally, and you can't exactly remember what "prions" are or if animals have them or just humans, but you're pretty sure they extremely super kill you, so y'know. Couldn't take any chances.

>Is that photo on your desk of your family? What are they like?
Embarrassingly, yes. It's ancient, from back when your mom thought you and your sister were cute enough to bother taking photos of, and also from when your sister actually left her room. You were seven or eight, you think, which means Saeko must have been nine or ten.

Looking at the photo kind of makes your chest ache, but you've never been able to bring yourself to keep it out of view. It's kind of a reminder that even if life is terrible and stupid and empty now and is definitely only going to get worse, you really were capable of happiness, once upon a time.

God. Things have changed so much even though it's still just the three of you, still living in the same house. The photo feels less like an actual memory and more like an artifact from a past life.

2/2 softmeats 2018/04/04(Wed)22:42 No. 877205 ID: bcfc39
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>What's in the box on the shelf?
Oh, that? It's fancy-looking plastic jewelry box you got from your mom like, a million years ago. You lost the little plastic key to this thing, too, except you didn't lose it while it was shut so it didn't really cause you any problems.

The box was a probably very thoughtful gift that's completely wasted on you because you don't actually have much jewelry and you never wear what you do have. You're a lot less feminine than your mom, who clearly did not plan for that possibility and still hasn't really grasped that the issue isn't that you're lazy, it's that you don't give a shit.

You've ended up kind of just using it to store sentimental things. There are a couple little presents and keepsakes from your best friend Emiko in there - a drawing where she's a wizard and you have a sword and shield, a shiny black river stone that she said reminded her of you somehow, that kind of stuff.

Watch a youtube cartoon, then get to school.

Message Emiko for moral support and motivation to actually go to school.

Then maybe start getting dressed in your clean, well pressed, totally pre-prepared outfit for school.

Go to your sister's room. You got just enough time to bother her.

>>877204
I still can’t believe you’re using a deer skull to prop up your hentai manga!

In fact, I can’t believe you didn’t hide your hentai manga! You’re pretty brave to leave it out in the open like that, where anyone can see it and judge you for owning hentai!

Hey! Those have stories and actions scenes and all sorts of stuff! When was the last time you watched a movie that didn't have at least two characters who were all over each other either during the movie or as soon as the credits ended? They all hire the hottest actors for the most obvious reasons. Sex sells, these manga are just more honest about it. Just because you enjoy the pictures doesn't mean that you aren't reading it for the articles...
*ahem* sorry for the outburst, but you impugned the manga...

It is only a couple of minutes, may as well start early. And try not to be too clingy, that picture left you all sentimental.

>when your sister actually left her room
What happened to her? Is she a terrible angry teenager who hates everyone? Is she wasting away from a terrible illness? Did she become a giant nerd, and now spends all hours wasting away on her computer in the dark?

>best friend Emiko
What's she like?

What's that red thing on the shelf above the skull? It kinda looks like a heart.

1/3 softmeats 2018/04/07(Sat)04:23 No. 877628 ID: bcfc39
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>Watch a youtube cartoon, then get to school
What the fuck is Youtube?

>Can't believe you use a deer skull to prop up your hentai manga
Well, you... don't, kinda? It's only pornographic to you. Most people's reaction to seeing a bunch of ultra-violent seinen manga is not gonna assume you're reading it to... y'know. Have that kind of a good time. While specifically watching people die horribly.

>What's that red thing on the shelf above the skull?
Just a plastic human heart. Unfortunately, it never belonged to anything alive, unlike Deer Skull-chan, the skull that you've never called that before, and never will again.

2/3 softmeats 2018/04/07(Sat)04:23 No. 877629 ID: bcfc39
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>Go to your sister's room. You have just enough time to bother her.
No.

>What happened to [Saeko]? Is she a terrible angry teenager who hates everyone? [...]
Oh, no, you're the terrible angry teenager who hates everyone. Saeko just... ugh. She almost never leaves her room now that she's gone full NEET and you do not understand her at all anymore. All she does is obsess over weird stuff that isn't even interesting - isn't really even nerdy - and leech food and money from the family by existing. If you were going to be as useless as her, you'd at least have the courtesy to die and save everyone else the trouble.

Maybe someday you will.

3/3 softmeats 2018/04/07(Sat)04:23 No. 877630 ID: bcfc39
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>What's [Emiko] like?
She's... kind of perfect? Okay, nobody's perfect, probably, but still. She's just... she's everything you aren't, and some things you are, and all of that in a way that somehow doesn't make you resent her. Emiko remembers how to smile - sometimes you feel like she's always smiling. Emiko loves magical girl anime and stuffed animals and weird obscure things, but is still totally happy to hang out with you and watch crazy Catholic priests sexily impale vampire girls. Emiko wants to spend her weekends wandering around the woods talking about famous serial killers. Emiko seems to be literally incapable of getting lost.

Emiko was there when Saeko wasn't, and she's still here, years later. She has such a calming presence that she feels almost otherworldly. You have no idea why she's friends with someone like you, but... knowing her is the only lucky thing that's happened to you in your whole life.

>Message Emiko for support and motivation to actually go to school. Then maybe start getting dressed in your clean, well pressed, totally pre-prepared outfit for school.

Speaking of Emiko... you grab your laptop and relocate to your desk.

VivisectMe89: hhhh
- falseblessings is currently set to Away! -
VivisectMe89: emi where are you are you dead
VivisectMe89: emiiiikoooo
VivisectMe89: fuck im tired this morning
VivisectMe89: u know those nights where it feels like u were asleep for like years
VivisectMe89: and then u wake up and its like, well fuck me, i DIDNT sleep thru the rest of high school
VivisectMe89: yeah its one of those
VivisectMe89: i keep spacing out and just staring at things and thinking about my weird shitty life
VivisectMe89: im addicted to self-obsessive reminiscence
VivisectMe89: but u knew that already
VivisectMe89: eeeemmmmmmmmmmiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
VivisectMe89: save me from my liiiiiiiiiiiiiife
- falseblessings is no longer set to Away! -
VivisectMe89: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
falseblessings: I think it's okay to reminisce sometimes! Being self-obsessed isn't as bad as people make it out to be.
falseblessings: Did you have bad dreams or something? ):
VivisectMe89: kinda, idk
VivisectMe89: u ever have dreams where its more like a memory
VivisectMe89: not in terms of vividness i mean just instead of an interesting dream its like, oh lets relive last tuesday for no reason
falseblessings: Hmm... once in a while, maybe! My dreams are usually more whimsical.
VivisectMe89: yeah they would be

"CHITOSE!

You jerk your head up like a startled cartoon rabbit. How did that manage to catch you off guard when you were specifically sitting here waiting for it? Ugh. Maybe mothers just have the supernatural ability to scare the shit out of you every time they raise their voices, no matter what the context is.

VivisectMe89: fuck my mom is yelling at me
VivisectMe89: gotta run
falseblessings: Oh, wait a second!
falseblessings: Chitose? Are you still there?
VivisectMe89: ???? shes still yelling, whats up tho
falseblessings: ... Actually, never mind. Sorry! I'll talk to you about it at school.
VivisectMe89: k gtg

Okay, well... guess it's time to do the clothes thing and then force yourself to go deal with breakfast, and go to school despite still feeling half-asleep enough that it feels like you were up all night (you weren't, which makes this even more unfair). At least Emiko will be there? That's basically what gets you out the door most days.

... Alternatively, you could try to struggle against fate somehow and avoid school altogether. That probably won't work, but doing anything more strenuous than MMORPG character creation sounds so tiring that just imagining it makes you want to go pass out again, so maybe it's worth a shot?

>>877630
Nah, Emiko has something to talk to you about, so skipping out today would probably be a bad idea. A better idea would be to arrange with her a day where both of you skip and go somewhere.

Bo good and go to school.

Struggling against fate will just tire you out sooner. Chances are you’re going to be both at school and comatose before much longer. Might as well hurry up with the first one to maximize your chances of seeing Emiko before the second hits.

If your going to be asleep anyway, may as well sleep while doing something you hate. Go to school. Friends don't let friends character-generate while tired enough to enhance knockers just to annoy their future self.

Emi had something she wanted to talk to you about, that's a reason to go to school. Maybe. Probably.

>leech food and money from the family by existing
Ah, so you pay for your own meals and manga, of course.

1/2 softmeats 2018/04/10(Tue)04:09 No. 878141 ID: 971b93
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>Ah, so you pay for your own meals and manga, then.
You haven't graduated high school and locked yourself in a room and refused to even try to get a job. You do most of the chores in the house while mom is working, drunk, or both. You have the presence of mind to actually notice how little you're worth.

Even if your stupid brain keeps trying to compare you to your sister, you know exactly what the difference between you is.

>Emi had something she wanted to talk to you about, that's a reason to go to school. Maybe.
... Ugh, you'd better grit your teeth and go. Emiko wanted to talk about something. It might be important, and even if it's not important, it's still important to you, because... well, because Emiko, you guess. God, you are not looking forward to today. (As if you look forward to any day.)

>A better idea would be to arrange with her a day where both of you skip and go somewhere.
You'd love to, but she's weirdly... dedicated to not missing school. Sometimes it seems like she idea of it actually scares her a little. It's weird, because she really doesn't care about proper behavior anywhere else in life, at least as far as you've been able to see. Oh well. She's a mysterious person, you've long since accepted that.

"CHITOSE! GET DOWN HERE!" You wince and fight off the urge to shove your fingers in your ears.

"I'M COMING!", you yell down through the floor. Maybe it'll get her to stop screeching at you.

Fumbling around in the closet, you start to assemble your hideous school uniform, which you suspect was carefully designed with the worst color in the entire world. Couldn't you have at least gone to a school with a cute uniform? Or even a vaguely tolerable one?

2/2 softmeats 2018/04/10(Tue)04:10 No. 878142 ID: 971b93
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When you finally head downstairs, Mom's not immediately visible. Maybe she's in the kitchen? That or finishing up getting ready for work.

It looks like she's done making breakfast for herself and you, but not Saeko. You guess hers gets made last because it's a pain to get it to her? Maybe? Who knows. Deciphering Mom Routines isn't exactly your strong point.

Ugh, you're really not looking forward to eating right now. Two exhausted, irritable people in the early morning sounds like a recipe for awkwardness. Mom is usually stressed and hung over around this time, and you practically feel hung over yourself after your dumb brain slammed you with a dream-recounting of what damn near seemed like half your waste of a life.

You could sit down and attack this extremely appealing omelette at the table like God intended, or you could try to just grab it and bolt back upstairs, hopefully avoiding an encounter.

Actually, sharing a morning with someone that hates them as much as you do, makes them a bit more tolerable for both people. Eat here.

QUICK! Eat the thing and run!

Eat breakfast with your mother. That omelette demands it. Wait a minute for her to show up before you dig in, you animal.

>>878142
Just eat. Breakfast is an excuse not to talk, and retreating to your room would be a challenge to mom-authority, inviting a response and reprisal.

Your mother might fire off another nuclear warhead level shriek if you run back upstairs. While gross the more tolerable option in the long run might be sitting down and eating. Try burying your face in omelette to try and keep speaking to a minimum.

CONSUME THE CHARRED UNBORN/eggs. Just grunt and nod at the appropriate times if mom tries to talk at you, and you can't finish while she's... delivering an omelette? I dunno how your sister works. Anyways, delicious food. Go for it.

Dine and dash! And if she walks in, i guess just go uh-huh until she shuts up and goes away?

Hey, don't feel so down. You are worth plenty. You hear us? We are the insanity setting in. Good case-studies for insanity re difficult to find, and with your mind off in the crazy-place things won't look as bad as they are! Just sit down, enjoy your meal, and remember that insanity makes everything better!

Eat it quickly. Pad time for the bus and your mom will be slightly less furious.

Also make sure you have a lunch prepared.

1/2 softmeats 2018/04/11(Wed)05:35 No. 878275 ID: 971b93
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>You hear us? We are the insanity setting in.
It occurs to you, with your mind still kind of wandering around the subject of Saeko, that for all the varying problems both of you have, at least you're sane enough not to be hearing voices.

It's the small things in life, y'know?

2/2 softmeats 2018/04/11(Wed)05:35 No. 878276 ID: 971b93
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>(A swarm of suggestions all relating to eating in the kitchen)
... eh. You'll just stay down here. You don't want Mom to get mad at you, and hey, maybe you can... commiserate a little on the topic of mornings? Besides, you're a pretty shitty daughter, but you can at least try to be slightly less shitty.

If the conversation exists and becomes frustrating, you'll just... kind of settle into that weird fugue-state in between listening and tuning out that you assume every teenager has to master at some point. Meanwhile, you will consume.

And, oh, there she is! Guess you were right to stick around. She probably would've caught you in the middle of your escape, and it would've been awkward for everybody.

"... I'm going to be late for work," Mom says, not so much looking at you as looking past you. "Feed your sister." She sets down another plate with another, noticeably bigger omelette on it, and goes to leave the room, just like that. Then she stops, looks at you over her shoulder. "You do your homework?"

"I, um. Didn't have any?"

She stares for a second, shrugs, and vanishes through the doorway.

... Well, that went smoothly! No long annoying mother/daughter conversation there. Which is perfect! You didn't want her around anyway, so it's fine! Yeah. It's fine.

This is fine.

You don't have a father. You've never had a father. So why is your mother a sourpuss?

Well, on the bright side, that's one less person you have to interact with today, and now all you have to do is eat and deliver food. If you prepare to go to school first, you can just stick the plate in Saeko's room and leave the entire house to avoid dealing with her.

Finish eating and then let's feed our sister.

>"You do your homework?"
Should have asked that last night, mom. It's kind of too late to do it now if I hadn't.

>"Feed your sister."
Time to brave the NEET's lair!

YOU SURVIVED! With only mild feelings of bitterness and abandonment. Good job.

Consider also eating your sister's omelette. You probably won't, but consider it. Then continue eating while the peace lasts.

Eat your omelette. Maybe also eat part of your sister's omelette before delivering it to her. It's bigger than yours, so that's only fair. And funny. And she doesn't sound like the type of person who would waste energy kicking up a fuss about that.

>"This is fine."
Check room for imminent disasters or fires of any kind real quick...

Continue eating, while spacing out and pondering what Emiko wants to tell you in person. Is it a cool dead thing? Is it a less cool but still interesting magical girl thing? A combination magical girl/gore anime?

1/2 softmeats 2018/04/15(Sun)03:09 No. 878828 ID: d89afc
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>Should have asked that last night, mom.
She wasn't really here last night, at least not until after you were asleep. She's working late every night this week, which means she comes home smashed even later than usual.

>You don't have a father. You've never had a father.
Oh, you had a father alright, even if it doesn't feel like it lately. He's been out of the picture since you were pretty small. That was kind of the beginning of the end, wasn't it? Mom leaving him was the moment all three of you started moving down a slope that was almost invisible for the first couple of years before you started picking up speed and plummeted straight into hell.

You're pretty sure if your dad was here, he'd like talking to his daughter even when he was sober. And that would probably be most of the time.

So, you know. Night and day.

2/2 softmeats 2018/04/15(Sun)03:10 No. 878829 ID: d89afc
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>YOU SURVIVED! With only mild feelings of bitterness and abandonment. Good job. Consider also eating your sister's omelette.

Yep! That's the precise way that you always survive.

Ugh, it's tempting. It's not even like you need more food, but just... she's just so fucking dumb and weird. She never eats all the food she's given - never more than maybe three quarters of it - but that's three quarters of anything, meaning if she's given more food then she'll end up eating the same amount overall.

>Maybe also eat part of your sister's omelette before giving it to her. It's bigger than yours, so that's only fair. And funny. And she doesn't sound like the kind of person who would waste energy kicking up a fuss about that.

Saeko is absolutely not the kind of person who would make a fuss. That's half the problem you have with her. It's like you've gotta do twice as much Giving A Shit About Literally Anything to make up for her deficit. And since when has "fair" meant a goddamn thing in your life, or probably in anyone's, for that matter?

You probably are an asshole for this, but you are kind of considering eating some of her food. Heavily considering it.

>((The writer and artist would like to apologize for the long delay between updates, and have only this one thing to say in explanation: fuck you, Da Vinci. Fuck you and your Crystallized Lore.))

What would happen if no food was brought to her for a few days? Could that be a way to get her out of her room?

Anyway, I doubt you could eat two breakfasts so, just bring her her stuff and don't mind her for now.

>she's just so fucking dumb and weird
Maybe the whole slow descent into hell thing just messed with her head worse than you? Maybe your sister's whole problem is she's not as tough as you.

>It's like you've gotta do twice as much Giving A Shit About Literally Anything to make up for her deficit.
Sounds like a coping mechanism. Withdrawing, not giving a damn, so things can't get to her.

>what do
The whole reason to pull a stunt like this would be to try and get a rise out of someone, and you've already admitted she's not going to react to you swiping her food. Just deliver the food.

Ha! Going to school, not hiding from hungover-mom, not stealing from stupid weird recluse sisters, who's got the moral high ground today, bitches?

Don't eat your sister's food. Feed your sister.

They're right, eating it wouldn't get a reaction. If you want to get anything out of this, you are going to have to resort to extremes. Go for the hug, then follow it up with the most ridiculously over-emphasised compliments you can muster! Then record her expression for posterity. Can you sketch?

Cut the omelette into two pieces, one slightly larger than three quarters. Your sister may be an antisocial pain, but you can at least entertain yourself by seeing how she responds to stimuli, like a rat in a Skinner box.

1/2 softmeats 2018/04/16(Mon)04:03 No. 879029 ID: f9067e
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>What would happen if no food was brought to her for a few days? Could that be a way to get her out of her room?
You actually suggested that a few years ago, on some really especially bad afternoon, but your mom was horrified and chewed you out for saying it, which in retrospect you totally deserved.

Besides that, she reads a lot of books about Having Difficult Offspring or what-the-fuck-ever you want to call that, and if something that simple would have worked, she probably would've tried it by now.

>[...]but you can at least entertain yourself by seeing how she responds to stimuli, like a rat in a skinner box.
You're an asshole, not a sociopath.

>Don't eat your sister's food. Feed your sister.
... No, you're being shitty. Like, fuck Saeko, honestly, but how old are you again? Ten, the perfect age to do stupid, petty, mean things? No, you're fuckin' sixteen, the perfect age to be disaffected and depressed and have terrible thoughts that you don't act on. You have enough self control to leave the dumb omelette alone.

>Maybe your sister's whole problem is she's not as tough as you.
Maybe it is, and if it is, then why the fuck should that have to be your problem?

>Sounds like a coping mechanism.
Maybe it is, and if it is, then why the fuck should that have to be YOUR problem?

>Who's got the moral high ground today, bitches?
Apparently you've got it for once, which is actually kind of weird. You and good morals don't tend to go hand in hand. In fact, you generally go out of your way to avoid them. If nobody expects anything from you. then nobody will be disappointed in you yell at you for being unable to perform according to impossible standards.

>Go for the hug, then follow it up with the most ridiculously over-emphasized compliments you can muster!
You're not in the business of pretending to care about things you don't actually care about. Also, she might take it seriously, and then tomorrow when you're back to being mad at her for existing, her poor pathetic feelings will be hurt, and you'll have to deal with that mess, and you'll end up feeling guilty about it even though that's stupid, because you're stupid, and -

Anyway. You'd rather not.

2/2 softmeats 2018/04/16(Mon)04:03 No. 879030 ID: f9067e
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Well, that's enough screwing around, you know what you've gotta do. You sigh, collect yourself, and trudge back upstairs with the egg-flap. Once you get to Saeko's room, you feel... weirdly anxious paralyzed. Or maybe it's not weird. You don't exactly look forward to Saeko Time even on a good day, which this definitely isn't. Then again, are there actually good days? Probably not.

You knock on the door, a little bit quieter than you meant to, like touching the stupid thing is going to spread some sort of curse, and then knock again, louder. After a few seconds you hear shuffling from the other side.

"... hello?", she says, muffled through the wood. "who's there?"

>>879030
>"... hello?", she says, muffled through the wood. "who's there?"
[false chipperness]Room service![/false chipperness]

Don't answer and keep knocking. Be mysterious~

>>879031
yas

"Chicken porn! ... Please get your own @#$%ing food out of the kitchen."

Just say mom made breakfast. Shouldn't be a problem.

"fashion police"

1/3 softmeats 2018/04/17(Tue)04:02 No. 879197 ID: dca051
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>(various suggestions)
"... I was gonna say something funny, but I couldn't think of anything that wasn't stupid. Mom made egg objects." You sort of bonk the plate awkwardly at the gap in the door. Saeko smiles weakly. She stares at the omelette for a long time, weirdly long, then finally opens the door just enough to squeeze it through. The plate vanishes into the abyssal darkness that is her room. (It's not actually dark in there. But you like to imagine it's at least dark on a spiritual level.)

"thank you." She's about to close the door again - it moves an inch or so - then she hesitates. "um... chitose?"

"What."

"do you ever... n-no. it's nothing. sorry."

"No, what - come on, you can't pull that shit. Say the thing or don't." You're glaring now. You can't stand it when people like, hook you with half a sentence and then refuse to actually reel it in. Wait, does that metaphor even make sense?

"u-um. do you... ever wonder..."

She trails off, looking down at the floor instead of at you. That isn't particularly weird for her. Saeko's never been any good at looking people in the eye.

"do you ever wonder if... the world would be a better place... if i was..."

A feeling like a hand closing around your heart, icy fingers wound in between your veins.

"I-I gotta go," you say, quickly. "Sorry. Gonna be - gonna be late for school!"

She has it all wrong. You're the one the world would be -

Alright! Done with that. Thanks for the busywork, Mom. Ugh. You head back to your room to check if you're missing any shit for school - which you aren't - and then get the fuck out of the house.

2/3 softmeats 2018/04/17(Tue)04:02 No. 879198 ID: dca051
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When you get to the station, you end up stuck waiting for like ten minutes while they scrape some poor asshole's meat off the tracks. You wish you'd been there to see it. The downside is you're gonna be late for school.

The subway sure is the subway. Noisy, crowded, boring. Somebody's baby is wailing. An old man stares at your ass for a while. God, you love being alive.

Time slips by faster than it should. It must just be all the bustle on the train, but it's hard to think straight. Like your mind is slowly drowning and your thoughts are rays of light bending and warping as they pass through the waves overhead, shedding their color on the way down.

3/3 softmeats 2018/04/17(Tue)04:02 No. 879199 ID: dca051
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Yep. Here you are at school, and the fuckin' gate's shut. As if you weren't late enough. Emiko was probably waiting for you, too, so nice job on that one, idiot. Now the only question is: how do you get past this stupid gate so you can sneak into school and maybe pretend the reason you're late to class is you had a stroke and got lost or some shit, as opposed to "a suicide or possibly homicide victim had to get wiped off like seven different surfaces so my train was late, nothin' I could do, honest."

You really, really hate it when people treat genuine excuses like they're bullshit made up by a lazy bitch trying to pull one over on them. You hate it more than most things, actually, which is saying a lot.

>how do you get past this stupid gate
Climb over the wall, using that planter on the right side?

You have an honest to goodness legitimate excuse for being late that can be verified by anyone willing to exert half an ass of effort. You can't have been the only student on that train either, right? So use it.

>>879199
That'll hit the news. You can explain things just fine.

Also, your sister may kill herself soon. That's the kind of thing people tend to say when they're psyching themself up to do it.

Yeah, just hop up the planter, then the wall. Also, as for things you don't need to think about for several hours, the world would definitely NOT be better with anyone in your family dead. That would just make everyone else in your family exponentially worse forever.

>if i was...
So she's going to... and you will... same as her... right?

>how do you get past the gate
Use your expert climbing skills. As for an excuse, there was aurora borealis.

That plant-pot is explicitly designed to jump the fence. The fence is there to keep innocent people imprisoned, not to stop weirdos getting in. They probably don't even care, but will still be watching to give people a hard time about it. You could look for another way, but that'll be even slower and get even more ire for wasting time...

Just tell them that your train exploded so you had to hitch-hike with some perverts who stopped on the way to bury some corpse. It is basically the truth and they obviously want you to lie, so you may as well give them the story they wanted...

Figure out what you want to say to SadakoSaeko and write it down. You always come up with the best replies when it is too late, so just get the thing written and then stick it under her door when you get back. No awkward talking letting her see your face or anything...

First, check if the gate is actually locked. Always cover your bases.

Second, check if any other students are lagging behind you. If yes use them as a smokescreen, crabwalk behind them. Plan b? Use the egg objects in your stomach as fuel and hop up into the plant shelf and try to vault the wall. Be careful, the stupid suggestions love you.

>((@Thread: big update in progress, sorry for the delay!))

1/4 softmeats 2018/04/25(Wed)17:34 No. 880711 ID: f26f5b
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>Figure out what you want to say to Saeko and write it down.
Well, that'd mean handing her a blank piece of paper, and that's just wasteful.

>That'll hit the news. You can explain things just fine.
Somehow you doubt it'll go that smoothly, but... maybe it's worth trying...? You'd honestly rather lie and be punished for it than tell the truth and be punished for lying, but sure, why not. Fuck it. What have you got to lose other than another sliver of dignity and self-esteem?

>First, check if the gate is actually locked. Always cover your bases.
A nice, solid, useless clink. Yep. It's locked.

>Climb over the wall, using that planter on the right side?
>Just hop up the planter, then the wall.
>Use your expert climbing skills.
You are fucking awful at anything athletic. Just wretched. But that does seem like the fastest way to get in. Or to get a few broken bones.

Okay, how to... hmm. If you can just kind of get one foot braced against the wall, and hook your hands up over the top - oh, that's not a fun texture - why do you have to be so fuckin' scrawny, you bet tall people don't have these problems - and just kind of push up and - oh fuck the planter broke this is not ideal this is NOT IDEAL -

FUCKIN' AAAAGH

2/4 softmeats 2018/04/25(Wed)17:34 No. 880712 ID: f26f5b
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Somebody suddenly shoves you hard from behind, sending you flopping all the way over and to the ground. Fuck. Ow. Shit. Goddammit. Who the fuck was that?! What the fuck? Who does that? There's no planter or anything on this side, so you're not tall enough to look over and catch the ass-pusher. Lucky for them. You'd track them down and shove your foot up their ass.

3/4 softmeats 2018/04/25(Wed)17:35 No. 880714 ID: f26f5b
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Running, running, c'mon... the less late you are, the less shitty this will maybe possibly hopefully be...

Why are schools so purgatorial? Lifeless, dead, wretched. It's not like in any fucking anime, where everybody has these active social lives and cares about things, or maybe it is at nicer schools and you just go to a shitty one, who knows. This place is just... it's like, emotionally grayscale, hard to even register the shit that goes on around you unless there's some specific detail to focus in on. Just being here feels like astral fucking projection. Then again, is that really much different from the rest of your life?

The first thing you see walking in the door is Emiko waving to you, so you get one whole second of happiness before you turn to see Mr. Takahashi's half-shaven garbage face glaring at you, wordlessly demanding an explanation for your hideous crime of not being at a place fast enough.

4/4 softmeats 2018/04/25(Wed)17:35 No. 880715 ID: f26f5b
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"Sorry," you say, gearing up for a futile effort. "My, um. Train was running late. Somebody jumped on the tracks." Your eyes flick nervously to the side; Emiko looks... not shocked, really, but at least concerned.

"Is that so," Mr. Takahashi says, narrowing his eyes.

"No, it's not," a sugary sweet voice chimes in, and you turn to stare in outrage at the asshole sitting next to your best friend - Takahashi Maki, the teacher's daughter and your maybe-sort-of-worst-enemy. Does someone count as your enemy if you could not care less about them, but they keep acting like there's a weird rivalry there anyway and absolutely refuse to leave Emiko you alone? Maki smirks like she's winning at something. "We take the same train, and I didn't see her on it."

Okay, well, that's bullshit, because you sure as fuck didn't see her there and you actually were on the fucking thing, and why is this necessary? Why the lying and the constant needling? What the fuck does she get out of it?

"Take your seat, Miss Watanabe," your dog-penis teacher says, sounding about as sick of the shit he perceives to be yours as you feel about his and his stupid daughter's. "I'll have a word with you after school. Don't try to weasel out of it with any other tasteless excuses."

... There's no point in wasting any more energy, so you just nod, chew furiously on your tongue, and flop down on Emiko's other side, across from that petty sack of shit Takahashi.

Why do you ever explain anything to adults? Nobody listens, nobody cares, and when you've been called a liar often enough, even you start wondering if it's true. If maybe you're just lying to yourself.

God, what a great start to your school day.

All you have to do is show them a news report on the fact a body got scraped up off the tracks, since it's the truth. You know his assuming it's untrue isn't gonna look good, and your mom may or may not care, and/or be on your ass about it.

You have a phone, right? Wait, shit, it's 2005...School computer? TV station? Newspaper?

Hold the phone, which may or may not still have a swirly cord attached. If she takes the same train, how did SHE manage to get here on-time?

>Why the lying and the constant needling
Simple: It's a tried-and-true method to underhandedly pursuing her career. She's practicing how to lie while also psychologically damaging her potential rivals. You'll note that she will always take efforts to spare those she finds too humble to climb and too useful to sabotage. And the reason why her parents don't punish her for this behavior is because they ENCOURAGE it; it got them ahead in life.

>Nobody listens,
Not true most of the time.
>nobody cares,
That's more like it.
>and when you've been called a liar often enough, even you start wondering if it's true
Don't give in to the pressure. Self-doubt is important for self-improvement, but when you start believing what others force into your ear, you're @#$%ed. Always wonder why people are saying things to you, you might not always understand where they're coming from, but a hypothesis usually feels less stressful than an unknown ball of sheer spiteful hate.

A phone call to the transit authority or the station you came from to ask if there was a delay on the train you took this morning and the reason for it would be incontrovertible proof. Do it on speaker phone in front of Mr. Takahashi after school and he can't deny it. It'll also prove his daughter was lying. Better remember to dig up a phone book at lunch time and get the number to call. Even better, do a practice run call so be sure they'll share that info.

Write down your plan so that you remember it.

For now, just survive the class. Teacher will probably pressure you on things that you missed at the start of the lesson. If he was any good at all he would want the class to go smoothly, but he has an ego to stroke...

Y'know, if he hassles you enough, you could throw a tantrum, yell "I know you must hate your daughter's new boyfriend, but don't take it out on me!", and when he follows it up you tell him that the train was late, so someone else took her into school... If he doesn't even know who then... ouch... and say it in front of the whole class to get the rumours flying. But never use rumours again, rumours are bad and terrible and one is enough for anyone and only in times of desperation!

Then be cripplingly heartbroken when you find out that Emiko took her to school and her big thing is that they hooked up...

Then the late thing...
Fact 1: Trains are big. "I didn't see you" doesn't equal "you weren't there". Her insinuation is garbage and if the teacher cares about her at all he will be sad to hear of her absent reasoning skills.
Fact 2: Your train really was late, and you didn't do anything note-worthy on the way here. So if she isn't late then either she sprinted, which you can see she didn't, or she wasn't on it. Maybe she was on the earlier train? Seems doubtful though, it is a significant time difference. So she got in some other way. Teacher will want to know about that because it might mean a boyfriend she is hiding...
Fact 3: A phonecall to the train station or something can confirm that the train was late. They might not say why, but a teacher wanting to know if a kid is caught up in anything shady is a good enough excuse to get them to say if a train was delayed.

Of course, teacher doesn't want to listen, and bothering to make a call is too much to ask for just to find out if a kid is lying. He might even assume you are lying and fake the call... The hook is that his daughter is up to something and he doesn't know what it is.

Don't come on too strong. open with your own train issues and then lead into his daughter's illicit activities. Make sure that you get the correct train, but insist that he check for other late trains in that time-period on that route, it is not a big thing to ask. If he claims they have confirmed that it wasn't late then tell him you know that someone is lying and you think that it is him.

And really fight for this. Throw up a fuss. Yell loudly enough to get other teachers in. Do whatever it takes to get this followed up. The train was for-reals late, you can prove it, and a win would feel good for once. Not to mention that sticking to you guns will scare off more hassling...

>>880714
Oh yay... quadratic formula.
I guess your learning that now (at least from what I see on the teachers whiteboard).

Crumble a piece of paper that says "lying cunt" and throw it at Maki when the teacher isn't looking.

>>880801
What? The girl demonstrates her ability to get us in trouble by lying, you suggest giving her fuel to get us in more trouble by guessing the truth and presenting it as though it were confirmed fact? Great plan.

Instead just pay attention (or at least appear to) in class so as not to attract additional ire from the teacher, and begin work on getting accurate transit authority info to debunk her claim whenever reasonable.

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You take a moment to subtly wave back to Emiko, with sort of a "well this only contributes to my advocacy for human extinction but hey what can ya do" look on your face.

>All you have to do is show them a newspaper report((...)) You have a phone, right? ((...)) Hold the phone, which may or may not have a swirly cord attached. If she takes the same train, how did SHE manage to get here on-time?

Finding proof would be great, except that you don't have a phone, so that makes everything a lot harder. You had a phone a while back, a shitty flip-phone, but it kinda got obliterated and after that Mom was like, nope, trusting you with technology is just a waste of resources. Thanks a lot, Mom.

... Wait a fucking second. How did she get here on time? Did she take an earlier train to get to school early, or... fuck, this would be a lot easier to figure out if you actually knew where she lived, but no, she's kept her Secret Bitch Headquarters well under wraps.

>Simple. It's a tried-and true method to underhandedly pursuing her career.
As much as you'd love to picture Takahashi as some kind of ruthless Machiavellian social climber, she wants to become a veterinarian. Somehow you don't think there's a lot of politics to practice for, there. And it's not like she's especially popular at school; she's not an outcast like you, but it's not like anybody with any clout knows her name. She just really, really hates Emiko? you, specifically.

Ugh, it should be illegal for assholes to care about animals. Shouldn't people like her be kicking puppies, not excitedly looking forward to saving their lives?

>((...)))when you start believing what others force into your ear, you're @#$%ed.
Well, color you well and thoroughly fucked, then.

>A phone call to the transit authority or the station you came from to ask if there was a delay on the train you took this morning and the reason for it would be incontrovertible proof.
Yeah, sure, but you don't have easy access to a phone. Emiko doesn't either, for some reason, even though it never seems like she's exactly lacking for anything material. You guess you could try to check the computer lab later and see if the squishing incident is on the news? That's something to keep in mind for later.

>Write down your plan on a piece of paper so that you remember it. ((Rest of suggestion is an enormous multi-paragraph step-by-step guide to using your evident mastery of language to make a big scene and probably worsen your already terrible class situation.))
Okay, no, now you're thinking in circles, making this a big fuckin' thing when it's not like shit like this doesn't happen to you every other goddamn day. Making a big fuss has basically never gotten you anything but trouble in life, whether that's at school or at home, so if you're actually going to try to pull some kind of nebulous life victory out of this - which would feel like evidence that there's a point to staying alive pretty nice - you'll have to be relatively chill about it. Espionage isn't exactly your forte.

Putting some steps to your wicked pursuit of justice down on paper probably won't hurt, though. If worst comes to worst and you almost get found out, you can just eat it! Maybe you'll pretend it's a cyanide pill. That'll cheer you up a bit.

>Oh yay... quadratic formula.
Good ol' quadratic fuckula! You can never remember this thing, no matter how hard you try. Math ain't your strong suit. The best you can usually do is the first few letters and then it's all just a blur.

>Crumple a piece of paper that says "lying cunt" and throw it at Maki when the teacher isn't looking.
You don't know enough English for that specific thing, and anyway, calling the teacher's kid nasty things is tooootally gonna work out for you. Toooooootally. That'll for sure get you out of trouble.

>[...]you suggest giving her fuel to get us in more trouble by guessing the truth and presenting it as though it were confirmed fact? Great plan.
It's always worth taking a second to mentally berate yourself for having stupid, counter-productive thoughts about vengeance. The best thoughts about vengeance are the ones that might actually work.

Ho-kay, you're pretty sure you've got paper in your desk somewhere... You'll just have to root around for it...

((Your desk contains: Matches, Pencil (chewed), Pencil (unchewed), Pencil Sharpener (broken), Blank Paper, Mysterious Paper, Half-Eaten Cracker Package, Gross Wads of Gum (three), Mysterious Grit (mysterious), Doodles of Emiko (by you), Doodles of You (by Emiko) Thumbtacks, Security Mousestrap))

Get distracted, attempt to assemble security mousetrap + matches into some sort of intruder-activated incendiary device.

>veterinarian. Somehow you don't think there's a lot of politics to practice for, there.
I don't know, there's a lot of terrible stupid pointless politics in nursing and medicine in general. I could see that extending into veterinary care.

>teacher's kid
I guess that supports her getting to school on an earlier train, if she traveled with her dad, and he needs to be a school before classes start. ...but if that's so he'd know she wasn't on the train with you.

>Doodles of Emiko (by you), Doodles of You (by Emiko)
Oooh, ooh, examine doodles. Let's see some artwork.

>Thumbtacks
Funtime prank: separate the handle from the metal piece of one. Then you can fake stabbing yourself to freak someone out.

>Mysterious Paper
You should pocket that to read later. Jerk teacher already has it out for you today, if he catches you reading notes he'll totally make you read it to the class or some bullshit.

>quadratic @#$%ula
Yeah, trying to memorize all the formulas just leads to mental instability. The slower but smarter method is try to derive it yourself, and memorize when you can't.

>How did she get here on time
Maybe she knew that that train would've been delayed and took a different transport option. Could she be the cause of that.. accident? Conspiracy ahoy!

>veterinarian
I bet the "veterinarian" is just one of the lies she tells people to make her look compassionate.

>vengeance
Oh? To be able to resist selfish impulses like that is quite mature for a kid like you. But I don't think it would've mattered since we're eventually going to establish to the teacher that Maki's a liar anyway.

>Pencil (chewed)
Maybe chewing on the pencil will calm you down and allow you to focus better on the class.

Matches? Just, in your desk? Contemplate burning things, but ultimately ignore the urge. Wait until the teacher isn't looking, then make sure bitchface Mcgee isn't watching you like a weird, predatory gerbil. Inspect mysterious note, then imagine Takahashi being mauled by a giant badger. The last part isn't important, but it will be fun.

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>((...)) then imagine Takahashi being mauled by a giant badger.
A girl can dream.

>((...)) attempt to assemble security mousetrap + matches into some sort of intruder-activated incendiary device.
It's a great idea, and you're pretty fond of fire, but it won't work. You'd know. You've tried. More than once.

>((...)) but if that's so he'd know she wasn't on the train with you.
No, unfortunately they don't actually live together. There was some big drama about that a few years back, when you only really knew her as 'the kid in your class that big drama kept happening to' and not 'a person with a name who hates you who would be for sure better off smeared on the pavement.' Either her mom cheated on her dad, or her dad cheated on her mom, or maybe they both cheated on each-other, fuck if you know, you're no good at sorting through half-overheard rumors.

In any case, she lives with her mom, in some other location. Maybe the sewers. She definitely has the personality of some sort of weird Sewer Princess.

>((...)) Then you can fake stabbing yourself to freak someone out.
You'd rather just actually stab yourself to freak someone out. They'd be like, AAAAH, and you'd be like, FUCK GOD THIS IS SO WORTH IT, and try to get your blood on their face... hmm. Actually, that sounds super not worth it. Either way, there's nobody to bother freaking out... for now.

>You should pocket that later. Jerk teacher already has it out for you today.
Weird... who left a note in here? Was it Emiko? She would have known about Security Mousetrap, but she doesn't know how to get past it safely. One way or another, you've been betrayed by Security Mousetrap. What's left to trust in this cold, cold world?

... You could pocket the note, though... You'd better wait for a good moment when nobody's looking.

>((...)) Could she be the cause of that... accident? Conspiracy ahoy!
This is the dumbest thought that's crossed your mind all day. You wish she was some kind of genius murderer. At least that would make her an interesting nemesis.

>I bet the "veterinarian" is just one of the lies she tells people to make her look compassionate.
Hmm... not likely. You've run into her walking people's dogs around town, being disgustingly cute with them. She doesn't even seem to pick on anyone else. You're pretty sure she just hates Emiko? you, personally. Why, though? It's been like this for months and months and you still have no clue.

>To be able to resist selfish impulses like that is quite mature for a kid like you.
Okay, self, tune it back a little. No need to pat yourself on the back for being a 16-year-old with more maturity than a 13-year old. Save the self-aggrandizement for a theoretical future where you've done at least one thing you can feel good about.

>Maybe chewing on the pencil will calm you down and allow you to focus better on the class.
That's pretty much why it's a perforated wreck of a pencil. You should get another spare soon, this one is like, a day or two's gnawing away from snapping in half.

By god, you'll put in those gnawing hours, though. Gotta have some kind of distraction.

>Contemplate burning things, but ultimately ignore the urge.
Oh, you always do. Contemplate, you mean. If you're just hanging out with Emiko, you tend to indulge the urge.

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>Examine doodles.
Emiko says "anybody can draw with enough practice!"

You are not convinced.

3/3 softmeats 2018/04/30(Mon)00:14 No. 881704 ID: afb70a
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>Wait until the teacher isn't looking, then make sure Bitchface Mcgee isn't watching you like a weird, predatory gerbil. Inspect mysterious note.
You tap your foot idly on the floor, waiting, waiting... it takes a few minutes before the moment arrives. Takahashi is busy being a normal student or some idiotic shit like that - you bet she's good at math, the absolute bitch - and Mr. Takahashi is focused on the whiteboard.

Chitose-chan,
I know you're the one who set that fire in the school bathroom last night.
Don't think you're going to get away with it. =)

... there's only one person this can be. Takahashi.

What fire is she even talking about? Dammit, you'd probably know if you hadn't been late. You wish it had been you who set whatever fire this was, then at least you'd be getting accused of something you got to have fun with. It was probably something stupid, like some delinquents busting into the school after dark and smoking in there.

Shit, you and Emiko should do that sometime. You could hide there in the dark, the glow of the cigarettes cutting through the gloom. Huddle together against the cold. Maybe tell ghost stories or something. Then accidentally start a fire, which would spread unrealistically quickly through the whole building, and you'd have to run and try to escape, but at the last second the ceiling would start to fall in and you'd shove Emiko out of the way and be crushed by the debris. It would be amazing.

Wait, no, you're getting distracted with beautiful fantasies when you've been wrongfully accused of doing something cool and dangerous! Ugh! What the fuck is her problem? You wonder if she's just making up more bullshit, or if she actually thinks you did the thing. She always seems like she thinks you're evil, or sinister, or something - like she's on some righteous crusade with her lame bullying. And she's not totally wrong. You're a horrible person. It's just that she doesn't actually understand why.It's not too much of a stretch that she might honestly suspect you.

Oh well. This all sucks, but you probably can't do much about it for the moment. What are you gonna do to kill time until lunch?

There wouldn't actually be anything wrong with getting caught with this message. It is probably some sort of protracted blackmail thing that will get super-annoying if it lasts. You could kill it now without looking bad if you make teacher seeing it look like an accident, just by reading it for a little too long. And it throws off future blackmail with things that you actually did by making it look as though you can't keep a secret like that...
If it is proper arson then they need to do a proper investigation, and you were nowhere near there at the time. Do you have an alibi?

That picture is pretty terrible, but it is better than a stick-figure, and you know better than to compare yourself to Emiko. I wonder what Saeko would think of it.

Draw yourself and a personification of "time" in a guro setting.

Turn the note in to the teacher. Explain that his daughter's trying to blackmail you over something you didn't even know about, and couldn't possibly have done because you were at home when it happened.

>You'd rather just actually stab yourself to freak someone out.
The main advantage of faking it is there's no evidence, so the other person looks like they cried wolf.

>Emiko says "anybody can draw with enough practice!"
>You are not convinced.
Skill does beat out raw talent eventually, it just takes a lot of practice to get past the initial hump. Lots and lots and lots.

>what do
Lame note. If she was gonna frame you, she either already did it, or can't. The note is to goad you into doing something that plays into her narrative, or is a shot in the dark.

>>881722
Turning in the note is actually pretty clever. "Someone was passing notes in class." You don't even have to accuse her (there's no signature) and damage your credibility. Just let him recognize his daughter's handwriting.

Just remembered Emiko had a thing to talk about! Is that what the fire was? Did she set a thing on fire without you?

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>It is probably some sort of protracted blackmail thing that will get super-annoying if it lasts.
Maybe... but what would Takahashi actually blackmail out of you? She doesn't want anything you have. Her motives in all of this are completely mysterious. Unless Emiko knows something she's not telling you. It's kind of nerve-wracking, not being sure what the goal is.

>((...)) if you make the teacher seeing it look like an accident.
>Turn the note in to the teacher.
>Just let him recognize his daughter's handwriting.
You could try, maybe, but you already have a strike against you this morning, and even on a good day you really don't want him seeing something like this at all. He doesn't have any reason to give a shit about fairness, here, and while he doesn't have it out for you like his bitch-spawn does, he's not a lenient person. You don't have the best reputation, either; you used to get in a lot of trouble.

On the bright side, if you can say one thing about the mess that is Watanabe Chitose's high school rap sheet, it's "at least there's no arson." So that's something. Kinda.

>Do you have an alibi?
Well, yeah, of course you...

... Wait. Mom was out until, like, 10 PM last night at least, because you were asleep by then and she still wasn't home. You didn't so much as say hello to Saeko after getting home from school. All you really did was hang around and listen to a CD Emiko burned for you... that was... 8:30, right, because Emiko is precious a big nerd and wanted you to listen to it a specific time, and she'd listen to the playlist at the same time, so... y'know. Obviously you did that.

Fuck. You don't have an alibi. That's not ideal.

>Draw yourself and a personification of "time" in a guro setting.
That's one way to keep your anxiety a little bit further away from blowing up on you. You set in to start scribbling, but then it occurs to you... it would be a lot more accurate be a lot more - ahem - engaging if it was time killing you.

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>I wonder what Saeko would think of it.
What Saeko would think of your drawing? Well... she's obnoxiously positive about every dumb thing you used to do. Or at least, she was. You remember...
little-you looked up to her for the cool stuff she used to draw.
or was it that she looked up to you for the cool stuff you used to draw?
one of you was always better at art, but it's weird...
somehow you're not sure if it was her or if it was you.
You guess time really does a number on childhood memories.

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Caught in slowly rising waves of anxiety, you just try to get through the morning without letting anything on or making any hasty decisions, and surprisingly enough, it goes by quickly. You'd think the stress would slow things to a crawl, but no, before you know it, it's time to fuck off for lunch.

>Just remembered Emiko had a thing to talk about! Is that what the fire was? Did she set something on fire without you?
... Shit, did she? You don't - that doesn't seem too likely, she'd almost definitely want you in on it, no, she'd absolutely want you in on it, she wouldn't just go do something super cool and important without you, right? And... she was supposed to be hanging out at her house or something, listening to that CD. Unless she just... didn't do that. But if she didn't, then why not? Are you less important to her than you thought?

No, okay, wow, getting ahead of yourself. You don't know that she did the thing, and she probably didn't do the thing. But if she did do the thing... you want to know about it. She's your best friend, so. You have to at least ask.

Once people start stampeding for the door, you steel yourself to bring up the fire and ask her if she had anything to do with it. You stand up, figuring she's about to do that too - kind of necessary for leaving the room - and then, just as you're trying to nail down your phrasing, Emiko nudges your shoulder. You startle, turn her way, and she looks up at you, seeming... kind of shocked, kind of scared. She's still planted squarely in her seat.

"Are you okay?" A dumb question, she's obviously not okay, and you'd rather be asking about the whole fire thing, but -

"... Hey, Chitose? How do you know if you've been - if you've been robbed?"

Emiko IS precious. That's probably why Takahashi has it out for you in particular while seemingly nice and normal to everyone else: she's yandere for your definitely-not-girlfriend. I mean, who WOULDN'T crush on Emiko?

...and oh geeze, that' not a fun secret, like arson. Why does she think she might have been? What is she missing?

>she was supposed to be hanging out at her house or something, listening to that CD. Unless she just... didn't do that. But if she didn't, then why not? Are you less important to her than you thought?
If Emiko was up to no good, she might have arranged the mutual listen time but not followed through herself as a way to protect you, or keep you out of it.

>How do you know if you've been - if you've been robbed?
Um, you notice something missing, or you find signs of the break in. ...is something of yours missing? (Stealing from Emiko? You'll kill them).

Knowing if you've been robbed is difficult. Things go missing for many reasons, and discounting them all is often impossible.
Do you remember being robbed? If so, how did you find out? How would Saeko have known that part of her omelette had been swiped?
If something is missing, and you have ruled out all the plausible locations and allies who might have moved it, then theft is a reasonable explanation. It is ultimately impossible to know what happened to a thing without tracking down what happened to it...

You can usually tell if you've been robbed if you're missing the item in question, along with some signs that things may or may not have been moved around. It's not a perfect answer, sometimes people can cover their tracks well, but if you think someone has the desire to rob you in the first place then it may be a viable option.

Please comfort Emiko. She's ya' bud!

WELL THEN, that sure is a reason to read more about breaking and entering later (Acquire Lockpicking Skill, Steal Paperclips). Also, what the hell. You really need to talk to her more about this robbery stuff. Go home with her and see what's up with this robbery thing later.

What a strange question. Ask her which item she's missing.

Apologize for stealing her heart, but in your defense she stole yours first.

>>882787
HA! This!

softmeats 2018/05/06(Sun)21:52 No. 882948 ID: 64fff8
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>She might have arranged the mutual listen time but not followed through herself as a way to protect you, or keep you out of it.
You don't want to be protected. You don't need to be! That would be totally stupid and not make any sense at all. You've dragged her into worse shit than bathroom fires. And after a lifetime of never being protected... you'd rather be the person doing the protecting, instead.

>(Stealing from Emiko? You'll kill them.)
Fucking right you will. Or at least punch them in the dick, or - kidneys, or - whatever punchable hurtmeats present themselves most easily to your small, furious body. You don't want to murder anybody, if only because you don't want to go to prison.

>Sometimes people can cover their tracks well, but if you think someone has the desire to rob you in the first place((....))
That's the only thing that would make sense, right? She isn't the paranoid type, not as far as you've ever seen. If she's missing something, it's weird that she'd leap right to robbery...

>That sure is reason to read more about breaking and entering.
It sure is. Movin' that up the ol' priority list. Who knows when you might have to steal something back from someone? Life brings all kinds of stupid surprises like that.

>Please comfort Emiko. She's ya' bud!
>Ask her which item she's missing.
>Apologize for stealing her heart, but in your defense she stole yours first.
"Look, I'm sorry I stole your heart, but in my defense - ah fuck." She suddenly looks like she's about to cry. Nice try on that one, bitch-shit. Because dumb jokes about unrequited crushes are totally going to make her feel lessbad, right? ... Then again, she's so distressed you're not actually sure she even processed it. "Hey, whoa. What? What's - chill out, first of all. Whatever happened, it'll be okay."

nothing is ever okay

Emiko doesn't have your bad luck in life, and if it starts getting worse, you'll just make up for it yourself. You hope she realizes that if you're around, nothing bad is ever going to happen to her, and if it happens anyway, there'll be hell to pay for it.

"Right. Um. Sorry." She looks a little bit ashamed now, which is not what you wanted, like, at all.

"No, don't be sorry, just... what's missing?" You're nervous that it's something important, or else why would she look so out of it?

"... my wallet's missing." Oh. Well. Fuck. That's a problem. "I mean, it's not... the one I mostly use. There isn't any money in it, or identification, it's... mostly just old things that I don't use anymore. But there's something - um. Well, it's important to me. That's all."

"Wait, so why do you think it's... stolen? I mean, I'm not saying I don't believe you, but couldn't you just have lost it or something? Who would want to steal a wallet without anything valuable in it?"

"... Maybe I did lose it somehow," she says quietly, "but I don't think so. It's always in the same place." It doesn't slip by you that she didn't answer the last part of your question. You don't like being annoying nosy, but...

"Do you have any suspects, then?"

"I -" She hesitates, biting her lip. Trying to figure out the best lie. "Maybe. I don't know. I don't... want to think I'm right. No, this is silly. I'm sure I did misplace it somehow. Maybe it fell into some of my other belongings, or..."

"We'll find it," you cut in. "I'll find it, if you're too like, freaked out, or whatever's going on there. Okay? So... cheer up." Just smile. Please, please smile. If she doesn't smile, then who will?

"Yeah," she mumbles. "You're right." And she smiles.

"Let's go get some fucking lunch and worry about this when we're not starving to death like wolves that suck at wolfing."

Go get some fucking lunch.

>>882972
But not in that order.

>>882948
Yes cafeteria sounds good, eat! drink! be merry! find wallet! get married!

In a mighty showing of wolf courtship drag one of the mutilated corpses of your classmates to Emiko's feet before howling at the nearest celestial body.

After that go get some fucking lunch, maybe hold her hand if you're feeling un-chitoseristically brave, or just offer her moral support. We believe in you.

>old wallet missing
From the sound of it, it's a sentimental item, or it contains sentimental items.

...hopefully this isn't what she had to tell you?

>Who would want to steal a wallet without anything valuable in it?
The kind of person who steals wallets for money would probably grab it and get away before stopping to check what's inside, unfortunately. If that is what happened, they'll probably discard it soon, which means it might be found.

The uglier alternative is if it's someone who knows Emiko and took it on purpose because they know what it means to her.

Best case is that it's lost, not stolen.

>It's always in the same place.
Does she keep it with her, or does she get it someplace?

>You don't like being annoying nosy, but...
Well then, don't open it if you find it first.

Unrequited crush? HEY look over there FOOD! And mystery? I mean it's probably petty sack of shit Takahashi(TM), because that's probably exactly the stuff she does, but maybe she has weird crime friends to do it instead.

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>Unrequited crush?
Well - yeah. Duh. Obviously. She cares about you doesn't she? but - she doesn't - look, good things don't happen to you. Period. You're lucky enough that she exists and hangs out with you. Anything else is just... a dream. A great dream - beautiful, even. But... the thing about dreams is that eventually you wake up.

So... you're not going to hope too much, or bother trying. It's staying 'probably unrequited' forever. As long as you don't try, you can't actually hear a "no." You can pretend that maybe, just maybe, someday it'll still be possible.

>In a mighty showing of wolf courtship drag one of the mutilated corpses of your classmates to Emiko's feet before howling at the nearest celestial body.
God, you wish you could. You really would kill for Emiko, is the thing. You wish life would give you an excuse to do it.

>...hopefully this isn't what she had to tell you?
It... probably isn't? Wow, that would be the most disappointing thing. But no, you're pretty sure that's not it, because she didn't seem to get upset like that until the end of class. Maybe she was just holding it in, but... that doesn't feel quite right to you.

You should try to find out, though. Just to be safe.

>The uglier alternative is if it's someone who knows Emiko and took it on purpose because they know what it means to her.
That makes a disturbing amount of sense... but who could that even be? You're basically the only person she talks to.

>((...)) go get some fucking lunch, maybe hold her hand if you're feeling un-Chitoseristically brave, or just offer her moral support.
Walking to the cafeteria, you have a sudden, almost painfully intense urge to like... try to hold her hand. Because you're the worst, most pathetic, sentimental, gross piece of shit. You could - you could make it seem like - like a Best Friend Comfort Gesture, though, couldn't you? And that would also be a true part of the thing, so it wouldn't be completely selfish. ha. yeah, right. you've never had an unselfish urge in your life.

Fuck it - do or die, right? Possibly do anddie, even. You're already walking next to Emiko, so you could just - casually drift your hand over, look away so she doesn't see you blush like an absolute goddamn loser - aaaand ohgod ohgod what are you thinking no wayyyy no fuckin' chance do you have the guts, it could go so incredibly wrong in so many ways, and now your hand is just frozen a couple inches away from your waist, uselessly, and you're the worst, too much of a coward to even properly be selfish -

And then you feel her fingers touch yours. Except you didn't reach out far enough. At all. And you feel her hesitate, for a second, and you almost trip while wrestling with your short-circuiting brain, and then, somehow, you're holding hands. Sort of. It's so tentative, so light, fingers not quite interlaced. But it's still what it is, isn't it? It is.

... Hey, that's, y'know, no big deal though, right? You're both girls, people do this stuff all the time, probably, maybe, once in a while, specifically in anime. It's just. Close friends doing a thing. Gals bein' pals.

Even if all it means to her is comfort, it's still the best feeling in the world. Even when knowing that makes your heart ache so hard it feels like it'll split in two.

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Cafeteria! It's the place where you food, and stuff like that! You find one of those sitting circles and consume it with your presences, and kind of levitate ten feet above your own body for a while. Like the second her hand touched yours in the hallway you shifted over to watching yourself like a character in a movie, except not, except kind of. You can barely parse your surroundings through an overwhelming fog of "that just happened."

You are probably eating food - you can taste food - it's just. So irrelevant. Time is probably also passing.

Weren't you... there was stuff to ask or talk about, wasn't there? What should you ask? You have all of lunch to talk, however the fuck long that is. Lunch-length. Numbers are too complicated for your gay, half-melted brain.

>>883731
"Aghll."
(Translated: "I love you.")

>'probably unrequited' forever
Well the way you're framing it doesn't sound very fair to Emiko! You make it sound like she knows but has chosen to not address it, or leave you hanging, which she's obviously too good a person to do.

>Weren't you... there was stuff to ask or talk about, wasn't there? What should you ask?
You wanted to find more about the thing that got stolen and/or lost. When did she last have it? What's it look like? (So you can tell it apart from any old wallet). Did she have it with her? Maybe figure out where to look for it.

You also wanted to ask Emiko what she wanted to tell you. That's the reason you even bothered to come to school, remember! Although that sweet hand holding was already worth it.

If you need more conversation topics, maybe share tales of glabella insanity.

This is strange. You two have been best friends for a long time. Surely this isn't the first time the of you have touched each other, so why the extreme reaction? Calm yourself. Also, handholding is too lewd.

Ask her what did the wallet look like and where had she last seen it.

Heck maybe she’s interested but hasn’t really done anything because you refuse to do the most basic of intimate gestures, leading to the belief that friendship is as far as you wanted to go with this.
Besides look how happy she is now, you got this.

Accidentally put some of the food in her mouth instead of your own.

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>You make it sound like she knows but has chosen not to address it.
No, you don't think she does. You've always been awkward and dumb and weird, so really not that much you could do would be that fuckin' unusual to her. You think if she knew she'd be creeped out and ditch you forever at least be nice enough to turn you down to your face.

>Surely this isn't the first time you've touched each other.
Well, not the first time, obviously. But Rule One for having a stupid crush you have to keep secret is to not be touching someone all the damn time on account of it makes you blush and stutter and shit and then at best you're even more useless and bizarre than usual and at worst you give it away and end up completely alone in the world again humiliate yourself.

>Maybe she's interested but hasn't really done anything becuase you refuse to do the most basic of intimate gestures, leading to the belief that friendship is as far as you wanted to go with this.
She's not. At all. Emiko isn't like you. She's weird in her own way, but she's not shy about anything, even if she's a little bit quiet. When she wants something she takes it. When she wants something to happen, it happens. Emiko is the kind of person who the world loves unconditionally can just reach out and get shit done. If she... if she liked you, you'd damn well know by now.

>((An old suggestion, revisited!)) In a mighty showing of courtship drag one of the mutilated corpses of your classmates to Emiko's feet before howling at the nearest celestial body.
God, you're still so far out in space. You have to like, come down from this high already, force the world back into focus before she notices anything's up. Maybe if you just - do something with your hands? Shit, that's it, you'll draw something while you talk. Then you can get to the endless reliving of your ridiculous hand-holding experience later, at home, probably with your face buried in a pillow making dumb squeaky noises.

2/3 softmeats 2018/05/13(Sun)00:52 No. 884088 ID: 1b31f3
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You're still thinking about wolves for some reason, so you already know what to draw.

3/3 softmeats 2018/05/13(Sun)00:53 No. 884089 ID: 1b31f3
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>You wanted to find the thing that got stolen and/or lost. When did she last have it? What's it look like? Did she have it with her?
>Ask her what did the wallet look like and where she had last seen it.
"Uh - um - so!" You clear your throat and instantly regret how awkward that is. "You're missing a... wallet, I think? Where did you have it last?" Problem solving mode. That's doable. You're actually pretty decent at solving other people's problems. And only other people's.

Emiko immediately deflates a little bit, which is almost physically painful to see, but... it's necessary.

"... I always keep it in my desk. It's very rare for me to actually take it anywhere. That way I - that way I can look at it if I want to, but... I don't have to see it all the time." She looks... weirdly ashamed as she says that last part. Which is dumb. That's literally exactly what you did with the stupid rabbit Saeko made for you way back when. But... what would Emiko have that she hates seeing most of the time but would completely crush her to lose doesn't want to lose?

"Fuck. Okay, well, I guess I see why you think it might be stolen... shit. So, what does this thing look like, anyway?"

"It's very pink and girly, maybe a little bit childish, somewhat worn out, with a... a keychain charm on it. It's difficult to overlook." Huh. You've definitely never seen this thing before. Well, she did say it was old. It must be from before the two of you met.

"Alright. At least there's that. If it is lying around somewhere random, it'll be easy enough to spot it."

>You also wanted to ask Emiko what she wanted to tell you.
"Oh hey," you say. "I just remembered. Wasn't there something you wanted to talk to me about? Is that... related to this, or?"

Emiko blinks, and for a second she looks... really far away. Then she shakes her head, takes a breath.

"No, it's not. I..." What is her deal today? She looks almost like she's fighting herself on something, or trying to say something hard. Then again, maybe that's just you projecting how you always feel about literally everything you try to say to anyone... "I think it would be better to talk about it after school gets out. Maybe before we go home."

"Alright," you say, trying not to make it weird. Emiko actually already made it weird, which is normally your job, but you'd still rather not compound the weirdness unless you have to. "No problem! I'll try to remember to ask about it later I guess?"

"Don't worry," she says quietly. "I won't forget."

Normally one would first report the theft to a teacher so.. ask her if she'd be ok with you asking one of the teachers for assistance on the matter. Well, the teacher would then most likely tell all the students in the class about it so this is basically you asking her if she wants this to be made public or not.

Oh, look at the time. Better get back to the class~

>that way I can look at it if I want to, but... I don't have to see it all the time.
Yup definitely important.

>what do
Okay time to lie to your bff-slash-crush. "Don't worry, it'll all be okay."

Then try to cheer her up by talking about something dumb.

Oh hey, you ARE getting better at drawing with practice! And quickly, too! Emiko was right!

...Though, given that there's someone trying to blackmail, and possibly also someone stealing things from people's desks, as nice as that drawing is, you should probably destroy it before it falls into the wrong hands. Maybe eat it! This artistic triumph can become a part of you!

Give Emiko a hug! She needs it!

Ok, so things to ask. Did she keep it in her school desk? Is that why she seemed really freaked out at the end of class, but not the start? If so, it would be important to know who got to class before her. If she kept it at home, it would be more important to know where the heck she lives in relation to people that know her.

passe with all this other nonsense, go for the real meat, talk about phantasmal sector online. then combine pictures of her and you that you both drew to use as incentive to make her feel like gaming, final straw use the Mysterious Grit to... i dont know, but it aut to do something magic right? actually if its magic you should probably use it on yourself, at worst you'll visibly be crying over your friendship collage. at best? Magic.

1/4 softmeats 2018/05/24(Thu)20:21 No. 885956 ID: 7dcdc0
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>ask her if she'd be ok with you asking one of the teachers for assistance on the matter. Well, the teacher would most likely tell all the students in the class about it so this is basically you asking her if she wants this to be made public or not.
You really doubt she'd want to go public with this shit, but... hmm. If that's what it takes and she does agree to it, you'll go that far. Nowhere is too far if it's for her. For now though... you're gonna exhaust some other options before you bring up anything that potentially stressful.

>Yup definitely important.
It sure is. You feel sort of weird that you don't know what it could be. Like a little itch in your brain, a tiny voice asking why wouldn't you know? She knows about the stupid rabbit. Why doesn't she want you to know everything about her?

>"Don't worry, it'll all be okay."
You'll include something like that in your next little round of conversation. That's all you've got, isn't it? Empty reassurances. You hope those are better than nothing.

>Oh hey, you ARE getting better at drawing with practice! And quickly, too!
Haha, wow, you are, aren't you? That's weird. The sketches at home are old, but the doodle in your desk is from like, last week. You... guess she IS right, isn't she? It's probably normal to sometimes have weirdly sudden jumps like this, right? You can't draw Emiko right, but you can draw other things, is that how it is? Probably they're just flukes, anyway. Tomorrow you'll be... right back to sucking! Where does your effort come from? Why are you better at drawing things that aren't her?

Well, anyway, it doesn't matter. You have waaaay more important stuff to think about right now. it doesn't matter.

it really doesn't matter at all.

>As nice as that drawing is, you should probably destroy it before it falls into the wrong hands. Maybe eat it! This artistic triumph can become a part of you!
You don't wanna... eat it. That's a little bit much. Also, eating paper is gross. You were a little kid once, you've made bad choices, you know. Bleh.

>Did she keep it in her school desk? Is that why she seemed really freaked out at the end of class, but not the start? If so, it would be important to know who got to class before her.
She said she did, yeah. That's probably why... she didn't notice until partway through class, and then, boom, the thing was gone and she was all shaken up.

>Then try to cheer her up by talking about something dumb.
Oh, you've got the perfect dumb thing: the drawing you literally just did! That might actually make her feel a little bit better. Shit, for once you actually did something useful.

"Check this out," you say, trying to look cheerful. Maybe if you seem happy it'll be contagious. You hold up the drawing for her to see.

She smiles, bites her lip like she's trying not to laugh, and for a second you feel like you're God.

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Then something changes, and... suddenly she looks upset. What just happened? What the fuck, what went wrong? It was - you were helping.

... Wait, why do you feel like you're being watched?

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Oh fuck, it's Takahashi. What does that bitch want? She - oh FUCK, it's TAKAHASHI and you're holding a picture you drew of you and Emiko as wolves devouring her guts, that's not gonna look great -

There's only one thing to do, against your previous judgment: eat the drawing as fast as you can.

You shove it in your mouth, trying to crumple all the paper in as fast as you can in a drawn-out moment of slapstick idiot panic...

... And Takahashi, possibly sensing its importance, fucking snatches it out of your jaws. Part of the drawing rips off in your mouth and you swallow it instinctively, but she has the bulk of it.

4/4 softmeats 2018/05/24(Thu)20:22 No. 885959 ID: 7dcdc0
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"... What the fuck is this?" She looks from the picture to you, and she looks - angry, yeah, which you expected, but more than that she actually looks sort of freaked out. As if she saw something scary instead of some dumbass vent-doodle.

She takes a little step back, staring at you warily, still clutching the slightly-slobbery artistic rendition of her gory death in her hand.

"Is that me?"

>((The writer and artist would like to apologize for the delay in updates; life happened.))

I'm torn between "Apologise" and "pretend to be choking to death as a distraction"

>>885959
>"Is that me?"
Gurrr, gmumble glu?

Attempt to answer, come out with exactly zero words because your mouth is full or soggy half-chewed paper.

>>885959
"Oh, get over it, drama queen. You act like such a bitch; I have to vent somehow."

Don't panic, you have a bunch of other weird gore drawings. Just say it's part of your attempts to get better at drawing, blood is just conveniently complicated, and you don't know that many people. In other related stuff, you probably can't draw Emiko because you aren't confident enough in your drawing, and panic drawing her. There's absolutely nothing weird going on, no mam.

Well, it does make sense that she's genuinely freaked out! Most people probably don't draw vent art with such lovingly rendered intestines, because most people are boring.

Two directions you could go here: either try to reassure her that you aren't dangerous so you'll only get in normal levels of trouble and not extra special trouble for potentially violently crazy kids, OR double down and hope she's TOO scared to do anything about it.

Emiko doesn't know everything about you, does she? What about your crush? Maybe it was icky. like fungus growing on her feet. Or boring, like financial records.

Thinking about how you would have shown it and grabbed it, you would have bit off the top right, so she can't cite you for language. But how she is holding it, it would be the bottom left, so Emiko wouldn't be depicted.

It's yours, she has no right, grab it right back.
Maybe she recently watched a yandere marathon. Chitose, don't be a yandere. Even if they win, they never get a happy ending.

softmeats 2018/05/25(Fri)02:28 No. 885986 ID: 7dcdc0
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>It's yours, she has no right, grab it right back. 
God, it's really tempting, but you're gonna avoid escalating THAT far. For now.

>I'm torn between "Apologise" and ((...))
>There's absolutely nothing weird going on, man.
>try to reassure her you aren't dangerous so you'll only get in normal levels of trouble.
>"Get over yourself, drama queen. ((...)) I have to vent somehow."
"Uh - kind of? Maybe? I mean, I don't - it's not serious, I just... draw stuff to vent sometimes?" Oh god. This isn't coming out right at all. She doesn't respond well, either, crushing the drawing a little in her fist.

"To VENT? You drew me getting my arm ripped off by a wolf! What kind of lunatic vents that way?!" Ugh, come on, why is she like this?!

"It's a fucking drawing! Can you chill out and not be a bitch for like, one second?"

Weirdly enough, just as it looks like she's going to explode... she actually does. You're ready to yell at her some more, and then she takes a deep, shaky breath, and... turns to Emiko, who looks surprisingly frozen. Oh god, this can't go anywhere good, can it?

"I... overheard this goblin talking to you about... you losing a wallet, or something?" Takahashi sounds anxious, almost stumbling over her words. What the fuck is even going on? What is she planning here? "And I thought... I don't know... maybe I could help you look for it?"

Emiko just stares at her, totally paralyzed. The look in her eyes is... fucking complicated. You can't even begin to guess what she's feeling.

And where does Takahashi get off just suddenly talking to Emiko like it's - like it's not even unusual? Like she's somehow expecting a response other than 'fuck off?'

A few whole seconds go by, Takahashi staring awkwardly while Emiko opens her mouth, shuts it again. Stares, like she's totally torn about... something.

You have no idea what's going on, but you're not about to sit here and do nothing.

First things first look at Emiko and try and see how okay she is. Maybe go for a totally platonic hand squeeze in the process, you know, as a friend.

Secondly ask if Takahashi knows anything, and when she started to care??? Try to lean towards the passive part of passive aggressiveness.

>You have no idea what's going on, but you're not about to sit here and do nothing.
Let's ignore all the stuff that doesn't make sense and focus on what's important: Emiko, and helping her.

If Takahashi wants to actually help find Emiko's missing wallet, that helps Emiko. That's your priority here, full stop. It doesn't matter that the bitch isn't worth spending time with, or if she has some ulterior motive, or if there's something complicated in the background.

>I thought... I don't know... maybe I could help you look for it
So step into the awkward not talking they're doing right now and accept Takahashi's help on Emiko's behalf. Yes, thank you, we could use help looking.

>goblin
"Okay, that's it. Takahashi, I want you to tell me, to my face, why you [i]need[/b] to put me down. My life has been horrible for the past @#$%ing decade. I suck at everything. My family hates me. All I want is to be left with what little I have. WHY do you risk your reputation and future just to destroy what little I have left?! Seriously, I don't understand at all."

>Can I help you find Emiko's wallet?
"Well, if you find it, let us know."

If you help Emiko you can maybe get the drawing back without further incident and also have the leeway to tell takashi to go pack sand.

>Where does your effort come from? Why are you better at drawing things that aren't her?
You care more about Emiko, so you pay too much attention to what you're doing, and stress about the result not being as good as what's in your head.

When you draw something you care about less, you just do it with lower expectations and not overthinking or getting in your own way.

>As if she saw something scary instead of some dumbass vent-doodle.
She probably hasn't seen a vent-doodle of her own death before. And you trying to destroy the evidence probably added weight. Like they were plans to hide rather than idle fantasy.

>>885989
Why get worked up over the insult? It's not like goblin is worse than what Chitose has called Takahashi or called herself.

So... Takahashi has the wallet, and is letting Emiko know she has it while trying not to let YOU know, because she has seen what's inside of it and figured out that it is something that Emiko doesn't want YOU to see. That's what's going on here, right? It's about the only thing that makes sense. So... reassure Emiko that YOU will help her get her wallet back, and also there is literally no way you could ever be seriously mad at her no matter what it is that's inside of it, and you won't be nosy about it anyway.

Takahashi sits right next to Emiko, and she arrived early, didn't she? How do we know she didn't take it. This could all be another one of her lies. How can we trust her with anything after she lied about us just this morning! But... if this is al a setup... she will probably "find" Emiko's wallet quite quickly... Maybe we should just let her, for Emiko's sake.

>>885993
It is not about what words are used, it is about what they mean. Chitose has called Takahashi a horrible person who she wants nothing to do with and wishes misfortune upon. Takahashi called Chitose a non-person who should be controlled and contained. "Goblin" is much worse.

Ok, you don't really understand what's happening right now. This is probably a dream/hallucination. Maybe you died and the universe figured you were used to everything getting worse, so your personal hell is just everything being confusing? Screw it, roll with the hallucination. At least hallucination Takahashi wants to help hallucination Emiko. This is your life now, I guess.

you love Emiko more than you hate your enemy, tend to your friend.

softmeats 2018/06/02(Sat)03:12 No. 887266 ID: e493b1
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>First things first look at Emiko and try to see how okay she is. Maybe go for a totally platonic hand squeeze, you know, as a friend.
Oh, she's super not okay, like, sometimes Emiko isn't the easiest to read, but on the Emiko Apparent Okayness Scale this is pretty fuckin' low. How often have you even seen her look this upset? A handful?

... How many of those times had something to do with Takahashi?

>You care more about Emiko, so you pay too much attention to what you're doing, and stress about the result not being as good as what's in your head.
Yeah... that must be it. That's gotta be it. Haha, jeez, what a weirdo you are, getting freaked out over something that simple. Dumb as hell, that's you. You have enough stress in your life without worry about shit like this.

>How do we know she didn't take it?
Fuck - there's a paranoid thought outta nowhere. Or is it? Takahashi fucks with you pretty regularly, and she seems to have a weird, intrinsically damaging effect on Emiko, but... ugh, she's so straight-laced other than that. You can't rule it out, but it would be a big step up for her in terms of bullshit.

>This is probably a dream/hallucination.
That's a nice thought - kinda, in certain ways, and in others it isn't - but you're pretty fuckin' sure this is reality! Nothing is out of the ordinary other than people behaving weirdly, and that seems like a thing that happens in life.

Not to mention you banged your ass on the ground outside school and that really stung. You don't think you've ever felt pain in a dream before. And you've gotten weird about "what if my whole life is a dreaaaam" shit a few times, you know how to test whether you're dreaming, as stupid as that is. If this was a dream, words and numbers and stuff would be changing when you looked away - that's almost always how it works. But the writing on the whiteboard, the drawing that says "lying cunt" on it? Those never changed at all.

>You love Emiko more than you hate your enemy, tend to your friend.
It's... stupid to let Takahashi get to you so much. Or at least it's stupid to let that distract you from what's important. As much as it's frustrating... you can't make this all about you and your own crap. You're having a pretty fucking awful day, but what does that matter if Emiko is unhappy? You have to keep your priorities in mind.

>((A really genuinely surprising number of suggestions to work with Takahashi, or at least to be open to trying.))
>"WHY do you risk your reputation and future just to destroy what little I have left?! Seriously, I don't understand at all."
"Okay, hold the fuck up," you say, raising your hand because... hmm, why are you raising your hand? You guess just because it seems to fit the moment. "Look, I don't give a fuck what you do. Whatever Emiko wants is up to her. I'm gonna help her find the thing, and if you want to tag along for some reason and she okays it, I'm not gonna be a bitch about it. But... what is your problem with me? What did I ever, literally ever, do to you? Ever since you came to this school you've been picking on me. What is your deal?"

Phew, that was a hell of a speech. You think you handled that... relatively well? Maybe not perfectly but... you're being pretty goddamn magnanimous. Emiko is just shooting nervous glances between you and Takahashi. As for your nemesis...

Takahashi glares at you like you ate her parents in front of her or something. If looks could kill you'd be a smear on the far wall of the cafeteria.

"Because you're a freak," she says, "The sick, poisonous kind of freak who ought to be quarantined somehow. I don't care what you want and I don't care how you feel about what she wants. I refuse to cooperate with you. If you really wanted to help her you'd - you'd..."

Takahashi bites off the end of her sentence before finishing, grits her teeth, turns back to Emiko while you kind of stare at her in shock. Emiko, for her part, looks... not really nervous now, more tired, wounded, like she's been stabbed and is already halfway bled out.

"Well, there you have it," Takahashi says to Emiko. "It's her or me, so choose already. You've never had any trouble doing that before, have you?"

... This is some bullshit. This is all kinds of fucked up. She's an asshole and a bully and watching her look at Emiko is making you physically ill. Hearing her talk to Emiko is making you ill. Knowing she exists near Emiko is making you sick to your FUCKING stomach.

But what now? You meant what you said about letting Emiko decide, so... should you just... swallow your pride and shut up, let her handle this? Or is enough e-fucking-nough already?

Trust in the heart of the cards. The cards being Emiko.

She’s your friend, she cares about you! Regardless of what you think of yourself she thinks a whole lot of you. Let her know that you’ll stand by her decision and that whatever happens you love her. Platonically.

Should this sappy course of action backfire feel free to go on a murderous rampage with a plastic knife though.

Just don't let your imagination run away with you, this is not a case of Emiko having a crush on Takahashi the same way you have a crush on her, and her only being weird around her because she knows she hates you, her best friend, with whom she could only be friends. Also, this isn't a case where Takahashi found out and is basic giving her an ultimatum to ditch you so they can be a couple.

"Emiko, if she finds your missing wallet right away, that probably just means she's the one who stole it in the first place."

>"Because you're a freak," she says, "The sick, poisonous kind of freak who ought to be quarantined somehow.
Time to use crushing depression as a super power!

"Well I guess we agree on something, then."

She's the one person who can actually see how fucked up you are, and is offended by it! That's... sort of a relief in a really sick way.

>"It's her or me, so choose already. You've never had any trouble doing that before, have you?"
That's really fucked, though. She shouldn't be putting Emiko in that position. Don't put that crap on her.

>so... should you just... swallow your pride and shut up, let her handle this?
Maybe? Emiko probably actually knows what's going on between her and Takahashi, unlike you, so maybe she'd be better able to say something to get the bitch to calm the heck down.

Also, you trust Emiko, and she's her own person, and you can't speak for her. The line here is... you'll let Emiko speak because you should. But you won't like, shut up and stare at Emiko and be a jerk forcing her to play the "her or me" game alone. That's just cruel, you'd rather speak up than help put her in that situation.

One possible compromise: split up to search? It's not like having 2 or 3 people in the same place is as good being in different places. That way Takahashi doesn't have to work with you, directly.

You may not know why Emiko bothers with you, but she does, and Takahashi of all people is trying to force her not to? Emiko deserves better than to be bossed around like that. [spoiler]Even if she is making a mistake.[/spoier]

You're there for Emiko whenever she needs you. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. It kinda feels like Takahashi used to be Emiko's friend, but there were a few ifs. Don't put an "if" in your friendship with Emiko, even an "if I'm not good enough." Don't leave her.

You may be poisonous but Takahashi is venomous.

>>887266
"... Fair enough. Are you going to tell the teachers about it?"

>Of course I'm going to tell-
"That's nice. You'll point fingers and scream, 'demon, demon!' and when I'm taken away to be locked up in a rubber room, you're going to pretend that I never existed. But it won't matter, the whole school will know that you pointed a finger and some powerful thing ceased to exist. You'll be ostracized by all the cowards in a five mile radius for playing witch hunt with your friends, and then the rest of the crowd will follow suit and make you the fall girl to tease or ignore, whichever suits them best. And then they'll do the same to Emily because they know you care about her, so if they hurt her it would make you squeal like a clown and that would be so funny to everyone. But hey, go ahead, order a mortar strike on this demon and blast us all to kingdom come."

>They wouldn't believe me-
"For all the things adults know, there's a lot of things adults won't believe. They won't believe that miracles can happen. They won't believe that their darling little children could grow up to become sociopathic killers and homophobic CEOs. They won't believe in a god that doesn't care about them, and they won't believe in a devil that walks these halls. They won't believe that I'm sick in the head... unless they believe that YOU'RE a rabid, spiteful yandere to rationalize why you would ever take the time to research another student to the point of stalking."

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>It kinda feels like Takahashi used to be Emiko's friend, ((...))
>Just don't let your imagination run away with you.
Oh, it's fucking running, and you have no goddamn clue what's happening here, and a thousand different stupid theories are running through your head, but... you can't actually know anything from wild guesses.

You're a little too shaken up to be thinking rationally enough to think irrationally, anyway.

>She shouldn't be putting Emiko in that position.
>Emiko deserves better than to be bossed around like that.
>She's the one person who can actually see how fucked up you are, and is offended by it! That's... sort of a relief in a really sick way.
>One possible compromise: split up to search?
>Let her know that you'll stand by her decision and that whatever happens you love her. Platonically.
>she's her own person, and you can't speak for her.
>Don't put an "if" in your friendship with Emiko, even an "if I'm not good enough."

So many thoughts are ping-ponging around the inside of your skull - things you could say, things you should say, things that would only make everything worse. All you can do for the moment, you guess, is see what Emiko does and go from there.

Emiko shuts her eyes for a second, takes a deep breath. When she opens them again, she smiles, if you can call it a smile when there's so much hurt oozing from every pore in her skin, etched into the set of every muscle.

"Maki," she says, because apparently Emiko is calling this asshole by name now, or was she always, and you just never knew? "What happened?" Takahashi blinks, completely thrown off her game.

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"You - know what happened to me -" she says, her voice cracking just a little bit. Emiko cuts her off.

"No, what happened to you today?" Emiko sounds... sad, yeah, but... more than that she sounds worried. Takahashi just stares. Everything resembling an expression sloughs off her face, leaving her eerily blank. "Was it... your mom? Or your dad? Or -"

"Stop it," Takahashi says, weird and hoarse and low. "Why would... you..."

"I'm sorry," Emiko continues. "But... I can't accept your help. I don't think... that I deserve it. And I don't really think you deserve to get to give it, either. So please, just... leave us alone." Us. Not "me." Us. What does that mean? Why is she making the distinction?

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"... oh," Takahashi replies. She sounds like the emotional equivalent of a hollowed out pumpkin that just got thrown off a highway overpass and run over by a truck. "I... see how it is." Glances toward you, sort of wildly. "You realize you're only dragging her under, don't you?"

"Yeah," you say, without entirely meaning to. "Obviously. You're right, I'm poison, but it's not really my decision to make anymore."

Takahashi flinches. You don't even try to interpret that. At this point, you honestly have no idea why anyone's doing or feeling anything. And then she goes cold again, quietly furious, maybe, but... no, this is even colder than before. Emptier.

"Then someone has to make it for you," she says, and before you can say 'yeah, no shit, Emiko will,' she turns and stalks off across the room, disappearing through a swell of students in the middle distance.

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At least ten actual fucking seconds go by, both you and Emiko staring off at the empty space where Takahashi was just standing, before you break the silence.

"I'll help you find that thing you lost," you say, wondering exactly which thing it is you're referring to. "We'll do it together."

Emiko smiles, and it's still complicated and it's still a little twisted, but you think there's a trace of actual happiness in it, this time.

"Maybe we will," she says. "Even if we don't... thank you anyway."

... You think there's probably time to do one more thing or talk about one more thing before lunch is over.

>((Note from the writer and artist: sorry about the delay again. Life. You know how it is.))

Well I think we can say with confidence you have no idea what's up with Takahashi and Emiko. At the very least, it sounds as if something bad happened, or is happening to Takahashi (abuse? Emiko asked which of her parents it was) and Emiko knows about it.

...whatever it is, it's out of bounds. You can't try to use something against her if you only know it because she trusted Emiko with the information.

Part of the problem here is it's hard to make any good calls about any of this when you don't know how much your own emotions are clouding your perspective.

>... You think there's probably time to do one more thing or talk about one more thing before lunch is over.
Okay maybe now it's time to lighten the mood with dumb tales of boob sliders and glabellas.

HUG THE GIRL!

HUG HER YOU RUBE!

Aww, Emiko loves you too. Time for that manic to flip in the other direction and you to be hyper aware of how awkwardly happy you are that she chose you over Takahashi, with all the angst that comes from trying to figure out how not to act happy that she chose you in an obviously heart wrenching decision.

>>888865
Wait, what?

>>888866
I think you should talk to someone before she does something stupid. Just tell a teacher that Maki was arguing about some insignificant MMO mechanic and then suddenly went catatonic.

>>888867
Talk about the MMO. Emily could play as a lv1 socializer / secretary of loot. Maybe conversation will be easier online.

I think Maki MAYBE decided she's going to kill you or something, because that's the most ominous as hell thing I've heard a high schooler say.

This is getting way too dramatic. Suddenly everyone's crying!

Tell her that you have no clue what happened between her and Maki but, whatever it is, it shouldn't be affecting her so much - it shouldn't be a part of her problems.

Ask her if she'd like to draw something also.

Normal friend schoolgirls hug, it is totally a thing that they do, normally, all the time, probably. Just a friendly hug, it will be the friendliest hug! No- ouch- phrasing...

Emiko is Yandere catnip. We have to use our wanton murder powers to stay alive, without losing ourselves to wanton murder. We need to figure out our powers. I assume we have the basic package that allows us to drag mutilated corpses across the school without raising suspicion from authorities and also the one that allows us to accomplish literally anything provided we do it off-screen...