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715522 No. 715522 ID: 163674

It is Saturday morning, and your cardigan is freshly washed.

Welcome to the weekend in a little town called Coxwette.

Your date is not until 5PM, assuming you still want to go. No one’s making you. You’re free to move around town, see who you want and go where you will. Explore, finish up your obligations, or laze around the Plath House, it’s completely up to you.

You are currently comfortable lounging on the ridiculous 19th century sofa in front of the fireplace being leered at by several generations of Plaths in dusty old frames.

>_
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No. 715523 ID: f6442a

Your wallet needs a little pick-me-up before your date. And the other half of your commission. Think about short-term sources of downstream cashflow that have maximum synergy with your resume.
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No. 715524 ID: 4e9864

We should have at least two big goals for the day.

First, what happened with Ramona last night? We should see if she remembers, and express our appreciation. Possibly in a very direct manner if she's receptive to that.

And second, we said we'd find the letter Cletus sent to Lorraine, and we should. (Also talk to a certain librarian about our close encounter, and make it incredibly clear we're serious and not pranking.)
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No. 715530 ID: 15a025

Before you go anywhere, sitting down and having a nice hot cup of coffee by the fire sounds like a good way to help unwind yourself for your date.
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No. 715532 ID: a788b7

Fuck all those other goals. You've been spending all your time around all these weird broads the whole time you've been here.

Go try to find out what Harold Pal gets up to around here, or go find Farmer Davey, or both at the same time if they're secretly the same person. Gotta get some bro time.
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No. 715535 ID: 53a493

Don't you gotta pay up Ramona? You should pay her already. We are already in a strained relationship.

>>715532
>brotime
Why?
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No. 715537 ID: 4e9864

>>715535
> Don't you gotta pay up Ramona? You should pay her already. We are already in a strained relationship.

There's something very dangerous about paying for the room anywhere near flirting or talking about last night. Do one in the morning and one in the evening; keep them very separated.
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No. 715540 ID: 163674
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715540

You do one of those extreme cat yawns

Some coffee would be good. You don’t know where to begin looking for Harold Pal, but the thought of speaking with him makes you cringe. You could definitely go visit Farmer Davey’s place, so you add that to the docket.

First, there is the matter of Ramona. You probably should be tactful. You will…

>pay bill
>talk about last night
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No. 715541 ID: 1fb972

Let's head downstairs and find some breakfast. After that, see if we cannot find a little weekend work, preferably something under-the-table so we can just get our cash for tonights date. Also, where are we even going to take her?

Also, if Ramona is there see we can get her some Asprin and a glass of water, I'm assuming she has a hangover
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No. 715542 ID: b17b81

>>715535
>Why?
Cause all bitches, all the time is annoying.
Go to the orchard and see about the alcohol/apples that you could get. Cider is boss.
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No. 715543 ID: 4e9864

>>715540
Do we know if Ramona is awake? Because after last night, she might not be up-and-at-'em right away.

Maybe bring her a little breakfast, and a big glass of water and some aspirin as >>715541
suggests?

The bill can wait until later, as long as we take care of it today.
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No. 715546 ID: 2e11b8

Give a little attention to Ramona, at least. Find her for breakfast and maybe choke down some more of her cooking
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No. 715550 ID: 53a493

Perhaps we should deal with the delicate stuff first, patch our relationship with Ramona first (even if it is only to tell her we are always available to her beautiful lady lumps) and leave the business stuff for later. After all that happened I don't think we want to make her feel like a hooker. Or do we?

I vote for smooth things out with her.
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No. 715560 ID: 02422f

>>715540
Pay bill and breakfast. Scope out her mood before even thinking about talking about last night.
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No. 715581 ID: 99a64d

Give her a questioning look while paying the bill.
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No. 715586 ID: bb78f2

Pay the bill
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No. 715593 ID: 163674
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715593

You narrowly choose to belay paying your bill for the time being.

You: “Heeey. Ramona.”

You pause, thinking that it would have been easier than this to find the right words.

You: “How are you… feeling?”

Ramona: “Good morning.”
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No. 715595 ID: 163674
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715595

>smooth things over

You: “Yyep.”

You: “Whatever that was”

You: “is between you and me. I mean, it was amazing, don’t get me wrong. Not a lot of ladies’ll go start to finish in the mouth like that, I mean seriously 10/10.”

You: “Like, not even hookers”

Ramona looks on with a blank expression.

You: “Jesus Christ, I didn’t mean it like that. I mean any man would be lucky to”

You: “Nope. Nope.”

Jumping off the train was easier than this. You’ll pay the bill. Double. If it means getting out of talking about this. This is your worst nightmare - women are usually gone by this time.
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No. 715601 ID: 15a025

Don't pay double man, we need all the money we can get for our date. Just give her what you owe and ask for some coffee.
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No. 715602 ID: f6442a

Compliments on her drunk decision making are not what she's looking for. Maybe you should just promise to forget anything happened last night.
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No. 715605 ID: 38685c

>>715595
Stick your foot father in your mouth, then gnaw it off. Ancient trick to escaping traps.
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No. 715606 ID: 90f3c0

You sure are a classy guy chuck, you really know how to comfort a lady. Just shut up, pay the bill, and get out of there before you make things even worse.
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No. 715608 ID: 1fb972

Pay your bill, while you are out today get her a large bottle of asprin
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No. 715615 ID: 163674
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715615

You: “Can I, uh, get you a bottle of aspirin?”

Ramona: “Chuck”

Ramona: “I can’t control my feelings. It never happened.”

You: “Right. It didn’t, and I know how you feel-”

Ramona: “No”

Ramona: “You don’t.”

Ramona sighs as deeply as ever, but doesn’t seem as upset as she just was. A weight is off of her shoulders and she stands visibly straighter.

Ramona: “There’s coffee in the pot, and please have your bill paid by the end of the day.”

She goes back upstairs, but stops along the way.

Ramona: “Oh, and I forgot to mention when you arrived. Please stay out of the ground-floor boudoir. We don’t allow guests in there.”

You aren’t really sure where that is. Either way, you feel like heading for the farm next.
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No. 715617 ID: 15a025

Sounds like we can grab some coffee and head to the farm then. Let's go!
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No. 715618 ID: 90f3c0

Add creep around the ground-floor boudoir to your to-do list. Proceed to the farm.
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No. 715619 ID: 1fb972

Grab a cup of coffee and head to the farm, maybe stop by the bakery or cafe to grab breakfast. If you go to the bakery, attempt to flirt with Marcie... But knowing her air headed-ness it will probably go right over her head.
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No. 715620 ID: 1fb972

Grab a cup of coffee and head to the farm, maybe stop by the bakery or cafe to grab breakfast. If you go to the bakery, attempt to flirt with Marcie... But knowing her air headed-ness it will probably go right over her head.
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No. 715632 ID: 6b555a

Wait which one's the boudoir? Also is there a place you can just leave the money because you should probably pay now (and then you won't be tempted to overspend before the end of the day).

Should probably see if there's any spare cash to... "pick up" anywhere, just in case the bill for the date later is larger than you expect.

Oh, or maybe snoop around to see what the Mayor or her assistant are up to? Civic buildings are closed at the weekend so they should be more free than usual.
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No. 715641 ID: 163674
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715641

Your excellent sleep paired with the coffee give you loads of energy, and you cut straight through town to the dirt road leading out to the nearby countryside. The coffee tastes like bitter newspaper, but at least it is brewed strong.

The road follows the river until a medium-sized apple orchard comes into view. Next to it is an old farmhouse with a barn in the back.
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No. 715643 ID: 163674
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715643

A young woman looks up from behind a crate of empty glass bottles.

Horse: “Well you’ve got the look of a gentleman.”

Your phenomenal effort to maintain eye contact has paid off.

Horse: “What’s your name, stranger?”

You: “Chuck. Ma’am.”

You throw a fake southern twang over your chewy northeast accent. People seem to like that around here.

Horse: “Well it sure is nice to meet a newcomer. You from over in Coxwette?”

You: “No. Not originally, ma’am.”

Horse: “Well, welcome, sugar. My name’s Donna.”
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No. 715645 ID: 35151f

>>715643
jesus christ, how can she farm with those? wouldn't her back have enough issues already?
fuck man

anyhow let's do what we came here to do
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No. 715656 ID: bb78f2

Do you have a dude around the house? I'm actually interested in pinning down the male-to-female ratio as math based entertainment, but the ONLY two dudes I've met in this city are two wolves. And turtle dude. So three guys. I actually half expected turtle guy to be here, to be honest, he seemed like the farmer type.

I guess I shouldn't discount the kids in the school... which makes me real curious who their parents are, with this strict ratio and small town. It would mean that all the Dad's ARE the two wolves and turtle. And considering Geoff's age, that means some of these women are illebiaphobes or whatever, or his (probable) Dad is a police sex icon.
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No. 715665 ID: 163674
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715665

You: “I’m here to see Davey.”

Donna: “Oh! I’ll run’n get him, then.”

Donna: “DADDYYYYYYYYY!”

Davey [distant]: “WUT”

Donna: “GENTLEMAN HERE TO SEE YOU!”

Davey: “A CLERGYMAN? WHAT’S A CLERGYMAN WANT?”

Donna: “GENTLEMAN! JEN-TULL!”

Davey: “COME ON IN HERE DONNA I CAN’T HEAR YOU!”

Donna: “WHAT?!”

Davey: “I SAAIIID-”

This goes on for some time before a man with something slung over his shoulder saunters out of the house.
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No. 715666 ID: 163674
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715666

Davey: “You don’t look like a clergyman.”

You: “That’s because I’m not a clergyman.”

Davey: “Whatchu want, then? You sniffin’ around my daughter?”
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No. 715669 ID: 5ad4a7

Tell him to be honest, you're sniffing for booze.
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No. 715670 ID: bb78f2

Sniffin' for you, Sir! And maybe some strong Apple Cider in exchange for currency, if you get what I mean.
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No. 715671 ID: 1fb972

... No sir, I just need a clean pair of shorts.

What are we doing here again?
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No. 715673 ID: 35151f

>>715669
ay.
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No. 715674 ID: bb78f2

May I also say you have some EXCELLANT sideburns! Not many can pull off the look, but DAMN sir. Finest sideburns I've ever seen.
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No. 715675 ID: fdfc47

Actually we were sniffing around for you, sir.
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No. 715685 ID: 5ad4a7

Might I point out that homosexual advances are generally reacted to by violence down in the south? Why, people were acquitted for murder on those grounds, even, in the past.

I find myself wondering just how progressive this universe is when booze isn't involved.
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No. 715687 ID: 163674
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715687

You: “To be honest with you sir, I’m after that booze you’ve got.”

Davey: “Oh ho, are ya?”

Davey: “And I suppose you think I ‘mo just give it to ya. Or maybe I ‘mo sell it to ya.”

You: “That’s the hope, sir.”

Davey: “Well come on in. Help yourself.”

He pats his rifle against his hand as soon as you start to move.

Davey: “What’s the matter, boy?”

You: “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were threatening me, mister Davey.”

Davey: “Oh, so you ain’t dumb like the rest of ‘em.”

Davey: “I don’t need money from no stinkin’ Coxwette freaks. Get lost.”

>scram
>counteroffer: >_
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No. 715688 ID: 35151f

>>715687
"I'm not from coxwette, so we're all set. I assume you want something other than money or a smile then?"
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No. 715689 ID: 5ad4a7

>>715687
>counteroffer
What about food? The cafe could trade fine meals for his fine alcohol.
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No. 715690 ID: 15a025

Ya know, why does this guy got something against us folk from coxwette?
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No. 715691 ID: fe65ad

Chuck's a thief. Is stealing the booze too much of a risk?
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No. 715695 ID: 5ad4a7

>>715691
I thought the quest was to establish a long-term business deal.
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No. 715696 ID: b17b81

Just gonna add that the chick from the store (stoppe shop) asked us to get some apples for her stock too.

>>715691
I think we need a supply, not a bottle.
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No. 715700 ID: 1fb972

"Ain't actually from coxwette myself, just doing some work for some of the folk there. I understand no one gets anythin fo free, we wouldn't get nothing done that way. But I am hoping to set up an honest trade agreement, thinking maybe you brew it and we can we set a trade where it gets delivered and you get a good deal of the payments made off it, what would you say to maybe 60-40 split?"
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No. 715703 ID: 163674
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715703

You: “If you don’t want money, what about food? That Penny’s a mighty fine cook.”

Davey: “I got food. I don’t need Coxwette food.”

You: “What have you got against Coxwette folk, anyway?”

Davey: “Buncha freaks. Empty headed other-folk is all they are.”

You: “Other folk…?”

Davey: “They ain’t like me an’ my daughter. They don’t think right. Must be all that inbreedin’.”

Davey: “And don’t you get me started on that mayor.”

Davey: “Red-eyed monster, that one. Don’t talk about nothin’ but her model ship.”

You try not to look confused.

You: “What can I offer you to get you interested in a deal on booze? Ms. Penny’s out for the stuff to liven up her restaurant. Oh, and some apples for the Shoppe Stoppe.”

Davey starts to laugh.

Davey: “Stoppe, huh? Little Ellen Stoppe. You know she used to work for me, pickin’ apples?”

Davey: “Tell her hello for me. It’s been a while.”

He laughs again.

Davey: “You want business from me, get me a night with one of them Coxwette floozies, and I’ll think about openin’ trade.”
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No. 715705 ID: 595d54

"Other folk? You mean how they're completely oblivious to sex?"
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No. 715706 ID: 35151f

>>715703
ay, Naz might be down for that as part of the porn shoot. Ask if he's clean and willing to get recorded to get around laws first though, STDs are for chumps.
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No. 715707 ID: 1fb972

What the shit...? This guys an asshole! If this guy is able to make Chuck look bad, then what the fuck? Alright, you know what fuck this guy. At least his daughter seemed nice, maybe talk with her, she seems more agreeable.
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No. 715708 ID: 35151f

>>715707
what, and get shotgunned? At least wait until dark!
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No. 715713 ID: 5ad4a7

>>715706
What no that's OUR mouse.

But I'm sure we can find someone. Ask if he's got any preferences. Big, strong lady? Small, delicate lady?
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No. 715715 ID: b17b81

If we go for it, one of the rules should be that he treats them like a lady for the night, and not some cheap lay. Just think how he'd feel if some guy treated his daughter like that.
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No. 715717 ID: 08ed3a

Not Ramona, somehow I get the feeling that would be a horrible decision. But fine if we're going to play matchmaker let's at least find him a woman his own age and who can keep his assholish-ness in check.
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No. 715722 ID: 53a493

How weird it is that he trashes them so much and yet wants us to hook him up with someone?
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No. 715723 ID: 5ad4a7

>>715722
Yeah we should at least point that out to him.

Maybe he's just testing us?
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No. 715724 ID: 0a94cb

The lady who wants us to get booze might be interested- she doesn't seem overly enthused with Coxwette folk herself. I say we tell her Davey's willing to sell booze if he gets a lay.
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No. 715726 ID: 8d9368

...this guy is an ass even compared to us. And we robbed a bank.
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No. 715731 ID: f6442a

>>715707
This. You can't inflict this guy on the town! Not when Charlemagne's already called dibs.
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No. 715733 ID: eb385b

>>715703
Davey is a jerk don't huck him up with everyone
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No. 715736 ID: 163674
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715736

Sometimes you wish you didn’t have to abandon your trusty M1911

You: “Alright man. I’ll see what I can do.”

You: “but why would you want to spend the night with one of them if you hate them so much?”

Davey: “Even freaks are good enough for fuckin’.”

Davey: “Now git. Don’t talk to my daughter again, neither. I don’t think I’ve got to tell you what I’ll do if I catch you talkin’ to her.”

Davey wiggles his rifle a bit, then walks back to the farmhouse.
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No. 715737 ID: f6442a

So don't get caught. He's too suspicious right now to try, unfortunately.
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No. 715742 ID: 5ad4a7

SIGHHHHH

Go talk to the cafe lady and tell her what the jerkass said. Ask her if she's got any other ideas about what to get him, or if she wants to maybe send him someone who would teach him a lesson on manners.
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No. 715745 ID: 08ed3a

"Even freaks are good enough for fuckin'"

Yeah, do not give this guy a fucking inch (pun not intended) but shit, maybe this asswipe has something worth hiding, I don't trust him. I know its not really our style and this is going to be ironic but I want to see him arrested. Just leave and go to the cafe. Hopefully his daughter wises up and leaves his ass.
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No. 715748 ID: 163674
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715748

You go back to town and walk into the Fart In Ass. No one has changed the sign, and it makes you wonder if anyone has even noticed yet.

The bell above the door rings. Oddly enough, you feel happy to see a friendly, familiar face.

Penny: “Chuckiiiie. How Y’all doin’? What can I get you this morning?”
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No. 715751 ID: 5ad4a7

>>715748
Actually get food. You haven't eaten in what, an entire day?

Also bring up that "errand" she sent you on. Turns out the guy doesn't want money, and asked for female companionship in exchange for what she wants. Didn't specify who. Does she have a better counter-offer for him or does she know someone who would accept his offer?
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No. 715752 ID: cfee3f

Can we add 'rail horse chick on hay bail' to our mission list?
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No. 715757 ID: 163674
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715757

>>715752

Yyyyeah, you would be way into that. You’ll just add that to your mission booklet.

Uh

Eh…
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No. 715758 ID: 163674
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715758

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No. 715759 ID: 1fb972

Tell her the bad news about the booze. It's probably not happening anytime soon. Order some food while your at it.
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No. 715760 ID: 163674
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715760

You proceed to Penny with the news from Farmer Davey.

You: “He’s only willing to start trading with you if he gets some… bedroom action from one of the ladies in town.”

You: “Is that something you’d be int-”

Penny starts to laugh.

Penny: “Noooooooope. Not me. That guy’s a Class A creep, hon.”

Penny: “I can’t speak for the other ladies in town, but I don’t think he’d be good for ‘em either way.”

You: “Can’t say I blame ya, baby.”

You’ll have to ask around. Your stomach grumbles.

Penny: “I heard that.”

She points to the breakfast menu on the wall.
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No. 715762 ID: 5ad4a7

>>715760
Eggs bacon and hashbrowns.

Ask if she's got any ideas for a counter-offer. Or maybe you can get his daughter to hand off booze to you on the down-low? She seemed a bit nicer.
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No. 715765 ID: f6442a

Lone Rider
Barnstorming
Friendship with Benefits is Magic
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No. 715766 ID: 15fae4

new plan

we kill the horse man

this guy's an aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaasssssssshooooooooooooooooooooooole
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No. 715767 ID: bb78f2

I REGRET complimenting his SIDEBURNS.
They were the WORST sideburns.
EGGS AND BACON
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No. 715770 ID: f461c5

>>715766
No. We must not kill him, but destroy him. We fuck his shotgun.
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No. 715771 ID: 35151f

>>715770
holy shit
this is an excellent plan
I support this 100%
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No. 715772 ID: 5ad4a7

Hey, ask about the Mayor's boat.
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No. 715775 ID: f0e552

Listen, the horse people are kind of douchebags. And I'm pretty sure that by getting the horse some action with these people, we're gonna regret it. So here's an idea.

Let's just fucking steal it, I mean how hard could it be?
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No. 715776 ID: f562b1

>>715775
>Stealing stuff from a guy with a shotgun
That's riskier than robbing a bank, pretty sure. Not as much profit, either.
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No. 715782 ID: 5ad4a7

Oh oh! Ask Ellen about the guy. She worked under him, maybe she likes him, or maybe she has dirt on him we can use to make him open up trade without the scummy deal.
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No. 715784 ID: fb01b1

>>715766
Seduce the horseman.
Get caught by the daughter. FLIP THE SHACKLES OF TRADITION!
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No. 715858 ID: 15a025

Kill the lil lady
Sex it up with the dad
Marry Shotgun.
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No. 715901 ID: 2d5d20

i- i kind of really want to see if we can seduce the horsedude

would it not be the ultimate challenge
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No. 715902 ID: 595d54

>>715901
No, the ultimate challenge would be climbing into space naked. The challenge is not a good reason for doing dangerous, likely fatal things.
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No. 715920 ID: 02422f

>>715758
Don't Look a Horse Gift in the Mouth
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No. 715938 ID: 2e11b8

>>715758
"The Stuff Night Mares Are Made Of"
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No. 715977 ID: cbd7dc

>>715758
Rein It In
Hitch that Horse
Riding Bareback
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No. 715984 ID: 8a204b

Thoroughly Bred.
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No. 715986 ID: 460e6e

>>715758
Breaking Out the Trojan (the condom brand)
Stable Relationship
Hay Fever
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No. 716034 ID: cfee3f

Rockin' horse
Slide saddle
Rasing the barn
...some pun about "in the horses mouth"
OHGODWHY!!!
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No. 716057 ID: cbd7dc

Never Fuck a Gift Horse In the Mouth
Estrus Cycles and You!
My Little Cunny
20% Fuller
My Mane Squeeze
Saddled and Paddled
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No. 716063 ID: 15a025

>>716057
>Saddled and Paddled
Oh man that is golden.
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No. 716076 ID: 3009b4

>>715770
Fuck him with his own shotgun.
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No. 716077 ID: e33ed0

>>715758
Rode Hard and Put Away Wet
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No. 716159 ID: 163674
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716159

Heh heh heh, Thoroughly Bred

Penny: “Whatcha laughin’ about, hon”

You: “Nothing. Remembered something funny.”

It looks like breakfast is going to average out to about 4-5bux depending on what you get. You have a while until your date, so there isn’t really much of a rush. You don’t have a bottomless supply of unbudgeted funds, though, so you might have to find a way to pick up some extra. You could stick around for breakfast and see what goes on, or you could head somewhere else.

>Stay and buy breakf’st (4bux)
>Go elsewhere >_

You are open for suggestions on how to get money. You’re not above most things.
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No. 716161 ID: f6442a

Breakfast. How much does a fancy dinner for two look like it'll cost? (Just take the most expensive meal on the menu and multiply by two.)

Not above most things, huh? Well, are you above... mowing lawns for the elderly?
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No. 716162 ID: 628856

Get breakfast, find crazy bird teacher and whore yourself to her in order to reduce her stress level.
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No. 716163 ID: 5ad4a7

Stay, eat, see if you can find some odd jobs to do around town.

Hey! Ask Penny if she knows if anyone's got any errands that need doing before evening rolls around.
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No. 716522 ID: 15a025

Let's go to the stoppe shoppe and check on our order after breakfast.
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No. 716586 ID: 2e11b8

What about inviting Davey as the guest star to the porno? Only if the two ladies agree to it. You could put him in a really stupid outfit.

Anyway, eat a morning meal and ask Penny for some possible odd jobs
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No. 716621 ID: 163674
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716621

You buy a plate of breakfast. The people in this town weren’t joking about this place - it is noticeably better than any breakfast you have had in recent memory. Before you even realize it, you have entirely emptied your plate of scrumptious vittles.

The brass door bell rings.
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No. 716622 ID: 163674
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716622

Rachel enters the café, listening to music on an old cassette player and reading a chapter book.

Penny: “Mornin’ sweetie! The usual?”

Rachel smiles nervously.

Rachel: “Eh… thank you.”

You look back down at your empty plate. You really don’t feel like inviting the farmer to your porno shoot. In fact, that’s the worst idea you’ve had since thinking about telling Sally about fucking Ramona. You could do with a stop by the Stoppe, though.
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No. 716633 ID: 5ad4a7

Hey, ask Rachel if she's staying in town. There's a room free at the Plath House.
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No. 716673 ID: f562b1

>>716633
If she has a "usual" she probably already has a place.
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No. 716818 ID: 1fb972

Are we sitting at the couter? Greater Rachel, maybe she'll sit next to us and we can flirt a bit
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No. 716876 ID: 0a94cb

Let's not harass someone while they're eating. Go to the shoppe and harass someone while they're working.
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No. 716883 ID: 5ad4a7

>>716876
We could harass Rachel before her food arrives though.
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No. 716915 ID: 15a025

Let's try and find out what she's reading over there.
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No. 716933 ID: 1fb972

Casual ask Rachel (quietly mind so she doesn't get embarrassed) how her dancing is coming along.
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No. 717364 ID: 163674
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717364

Rachel walks by your table on her way to sit down. She has been reading a book apparently titled Papillon.

You: “Well hello there Rachel.”

Rachel: “Allo.”

You lower your voice a bit.

You: “How goes the dancing?”

Rachel doesn’t look amused by that. You thought maybe it would get a smile, but she looks earnestly embarrassed.

1. Question >_
2. Flirt >_
3. Continue on to the Shoppe ->
4. Other >_
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No. 717368 ID: 49f18e

Flirt
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No. 717378 ID: b3972d

4. Invite her to porn shoot.
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No. 717379 ID: 1fb972

Flirt, obviously.

"Hey sorry, you were just really good last time we danced. It was a lot of fun!"

Give her an earnest smile, show her that we don't think she should be embarrassed. And besides a sexy French accent is awesome.
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No. 717413 ID: f6442a

Flirt like a butterfly, zing like a bee.
>>
No. 717415 ID: 15a025

Let's flirt with her.
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No. 717718 ID: 163674
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717718

You: “Hey, don’t be embarrassed.”

You: “I had a good time dancing with you.”

You give her a bright smile, remembering your sweaty music-less dance in the alley.
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No. 717719 ID: 163674
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717719

Rachel:

Rachel: “Ssss…sssorry, I cannot”

Her accent is not quite French, and her voice is a slightly raspy alto.

She attempts to say something, but ends up wagging her fist in anger at the ground.

Rachel: “Sorry. I eh… naw cannot speak. Sorry.”

Rachel is deeply frustrated. Penny calls for her food.
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No. 717736 ID: 5ad4a7

Aw, I don't think you're gonna get far trying to TALK to her. You're gonna have to communicate in a more physical manner if you want to get anywhere.

Also, not now. She's gotta eat. Let's go to the shoppe. Ask about the horse.
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No. 717741 ID: b17b81

Maybe just say 'let us meet again' or 'let us dance again later' in french if you can manage it.
You need to pick up a bit more french from your book. (And start carrying it around)
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No. 717752 ID: 163674
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717752

You make sure to intersperse plenty of goofy gestures as you speak in a vain attempt to get her to lighten up.

You: “Dansez-vous… uh… encore?”

Rachel shakes her head and speaks a hasty paragraph of heavily accented French, covering her face and making a dismissive gesture with her other hand. You have never seen her so animated and it makes you want to study your French more.

Rachel: “Cannot think fast… today. Please.”

That is about what you sound like before coffee also. You leave her to her breakfast and head to the Shoppe Stoppe.
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No. 717753 ID: 163674
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717753

There aren’t any shoppers there yet, but you hear someone speaking. It is probably a voice you’ve heard before, but you’re not completely sure. You press your weird devil ear up to the wall beside the door.

“…yes, and I really appreciate it! It’s a definite improvement.”

“but you don’t really… look happy. Are you unhappy?”

There is a noticeable pause there, but you can’t see what’s going on.

Ellen: “No. No, I’m definitely happy.”

“Yes! I love that attitude. Let’s try to show it, then. Ok?”

Ellen: “Yeah… ok. Sorry.”

“Don’t apologize. Just smile! Look how Marcie and Penny do it… OH! There it is!”

What the fuck are you even listening to
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No. 717755 ID: 35151f

>>717753
knock on the door?
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No. 717772 ID: 163674
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717772

You go to knock on the door, but it unlocks before you get the chance.

Mayor Susanna is exiting as you try to go in.

Susanna: “Chuck!”

Susanna: “Hello! I hope you’ve enjoyed your stay so far! I don’t have time for chit-chat, but it’s nice to see you.”
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No. 717774 ID: f6442a

Nice to see you too, Mayor. If only we could find the time to meet when we're not running around.
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No. 717775 ID: 35151f

>>717772
>start to say hi back, remember halfway through that she's a vampire reptilian in a position of power
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No. 717791 ID: 1c5d74

I do no trust her. Give her a nice cordial smile for now, but let me ask something, we are going to talk with Ellen about the time she worked for Davey, something tells me it won't be a pleasant memory for her. I really do not like Davey and if any coxwette women are "good enough for fucking," something tells me it won't be that great of a memory to bring up.
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No. 717792 ID: 5ad4a7

Hey look, if she was an evil vampire we'd have heard of a high mortality rate around here or something. I'm sure it's fine, she probably just gets her blood from hospitals. I mean, donated blood expires so she can just drink expired blood or something, right?

Say hello and ask what might be a better time to talk.
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No. 717798 ID: a0a58f

Tell her she has your commiserations on having to work at the weekend, as you find yourself thinking you might have to pick up some extra work yourself. There are a lot of expenses for a new person in town, trying to make friends! But, you shouldn't hold her up, so you'll just wish her well and hope she gets a chance to relax soon.
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No. 717822 ID: 735b52

>>717792
Yeah if she were a vampire half the population of the city would be mysteriously absent.
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No. 717837 ID: 0a3044

>>717798
Lets go with this, but try to spin it into "I want to be useful to the community" instead of "I want the $$$"
She is not a vampire, her tail should be on fire if she were, unless she is a Twilight vampire... o crap, she IS shining D:
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No. 717838 ID: 2c613d

>>717792
If she was a vampire she wouldn't have shown up in the photos. I think.
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No. 717866 ID: 8ef727

>>717838
Maybe they were taken before she turned?

We need to get a camera, secretly snap a picture of her while she isn't looking. If she's not in the picture then we're gonna stake a bitch.
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No. 717879 ID: d796e1

>>717866
>>If she's not in the picture then we're gonna stake a bitch.
We are already planing that ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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No. 717900 ID: 163674
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717900

The word “vampire” has gone through your head about eight times in the past five seconds. You must settle this somehow.

She is about to leave, but you might still be able to get her attention.

a) Ask her outright if she is a vampire
b) Try to get her in front of a mirror (you don’t have a camera handy)
c) Other >_
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No. 717901 ID: 35151f

>>717900
A all the way
>>
No. 717903 ID: a075ba

B. Antics, c'mon!
>>
No. 717904 ID: 5ad4a7

>>717900
Look at that smile, do you want to ruin that smile?

C, just let her go, jeez.
>>
No. 717906 ID: f6442a

B - later. Trying on dresses?
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No. 717907 ID: ff8371

Let the poor... snake hat vampire thing [?] go. We're here to act dreadfully towards vulnerable young people, not get involved in spooky nonsense.
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No. 717909 ID: f562b1

Unfortunately, if she isn't, it would be rude to ask without making it sound like a joke, and if she is, joking won't serve a purpose.
About the best way to get her in front of a mirror is if you asked her to help you pick something out, but she's currently busy.
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No. 717910 ID: 4201a2

>>717900
Just leave her alone. We're supposed to be seducing women, not harassing them.
This is some grade-school shit.
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No. 717911 ID: 9f3a28

Is it even sunny outside? The skies have been pretty grey. If moonlight doesn't count, sunlight reflected off/through cloud vapor wouldn't either, right?

B), but more in-depth. Got to make sure. Construct an elaborate scenario involving not only mirrors and cameras, but garlic-infused baked goods, running water, forcing a priest to bless the local reservoir, and crucifixes.

... does this town even have a church?
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No. 717912 ID: 3009b4

Just to break the tie, B.
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No. 717914 ID: 163674
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717914

You: “Say, before you go…”

You: “I’d love to have the best-dressed woman in town give me her opinion on a new blazer I’ve been looking at.”

Susanna: “Aw… I’d love to, but I can’t. Sorry Chuck! I’d love to spend time with each and every person in town.”

Susanna: “If you need to talk to me about something, I can probably get you in for an appointment tonight around six.”

You: “Right, right. I understand. You’re a busy woman!”

You: “Hey, is there a church in town, by the way?”

Susanna: “I’m afraid not. Sorry!”

You: “That seems… a bit odd. I don’t mean to be rude, o’ course.”

Susanna: “We’re a… a fearin’ people, don’t you doubt. We’re just small. That’s all.”

You: “Fearin’?”

Susanna: “You know, fearing. Of Him.”

You squint.

You: “Who?”

Susanna: “You know. Him. Have Lisa drop me a memo by 1PM if you want to set up an appointment tonight!”

She straightens her hat with a kindly wave and leaves the Shoppe Stoppe.
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No. 717915 ID: 5ad4a7

>>717914
>around six
That's gonna conflict with the date. We'll have to try scheduling an appointment for tomorrow.

Go ask the shoppekeepere about the horse first.
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No. 717916 ID: 35151f

>>717914
THE MYSTERY DEEPENS
do some other things now
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No. 717917 ID: 9f3a28

Quickly look outside as she leaves. Does she go out under the sun, or have some sort of shade? Even just tuck her tail up under her hat's shadow? Or Mysteriously Disappear as soon as she's out of your line of sight?
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No. 717920 ID: 163674
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717920

As she leaves, the mayor tucks her tail around her, but doesn’t disappear mysteriously. In fact, you could sit and watch her walk all the way back to the library if you wanted.




Actually, you will.



God that ass

it’s like… underwear model hot

god damn
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No. 717921 ID: 5ad4a7

...interesting. Starting to look like she really is a vampire.

I think we should ask miss Shoppe if she's heard of any mysterious disappearances in town.
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No. 717925 ID: 9f3a28

... all the way back to the library?

Check the time. Make a note to ask the librarians if they saw the Mayor in the library at around this time today, later.

She could still just be an albino who has a perfectly natural sensitivity to the sun. Who's immortal some other way. Magic painting, alchemist's stone, sold soul, there are lots of possibilities.
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No. 717926 ID: a075ba

Do we need to raise some funds? I'm not sure we have enough to cover your rent and to pay for a date. It might be time for some criminal hijinks or some kind of grift or scam.
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No. 717927 ID: 163674
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717927

a) follow mayor to the library
b) stay and talk to Ellen >_
c) go look for a way to make money right away >_
d) other >_

( >_ will indicate a prompt for input beyond simply the letter choice for those who are unaware )
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No. 717928 ID: 5ad4a7

>>717927
Talk to ellen about horse.
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No. 717929 ID: f6442a

Vampire schampire, you'd count her Dracula anyway.
Find a way to train your Dosh stat.
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No. 717931 ID: 9f3a28

Surely B and C aren't mutually exclusive? Ellen might have a job for you.
>>
No. 717932 ID: a075ba

Money money, my honey.
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No. 717933 ID: 35151f

>>717931
Yeah, like loosening a few buttons or maybe husking some corn
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No. 717934 ID: 38685c

>>717927
B. Ask Ellen exactly how creepy Davey is.
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No. 717936 ID: 163674
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717936

You find Ellen standing behind the counter where she always is.

You: “Hi Ellen!”

Ellen: “Hey.”

You: “Uh… hey. You used to work for Farmer Davey, right?”

She wipes her eye and sighs.

Ellen: “Yeah, when I was thirteen. That was like…”

Ellen: “Ten years ago…”

Ellen: “Oh god… I’ve been doing absolutely nothing for ten years…”

You: “Do you remember much about him?”

Ellen: “Are you going to buy anything? Uh… I mean, can I help you find anything?”
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No. 717938 ID: 5ad4a7

>>717936
Nope, just came to ask about Davey. What was it like working for him?
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No. 717940 ID: 9f3a28

You were wondering if she had any odd jobs around the place that she couldn't do herself, for any reason. You're looking to pick up a little extra spending money. You're willing to work pretty cheap, and any money you spend in this town will probably end up right back in the shop here, anyway, eh?

Actually... Tell her, hey, if she's not happy with her job, and she want to move into doing something else, why don't you teach her some of what you know? You used to work in eeeeeerr home security, and you could teach her some of that. There are probably some books in the library, maybe even online courses she can get through the computers. Then she could feel like her life's moving somewhere.
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No. 717941 ID: cc7ce4

>>717936
She seems mildly disturbed
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No. 717943 ID: b17b81

Honestly, if she's not happy doing what she's doing she should try something else. Maybe not as drastic as what you did(both moving to a brand new town with no forewarning and also bank robbery), but something new.
Other option is to get a nice hobby; something kinda like Naz and her pranks. (something to keep her interested that doesn't hurt other people much)

>wipes her eye
...You doing alright? The mayor say anything that rubbed you the wrong way?
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No. 717945 ID: bb78f2

>>717936
You live in a small town Ellen, besides working in one of the few businesses here, internetting and reading at the library and pigging out at the cafe, what really IS there to do with a person's life?

Hell, even in the city, what is there to do besides a cubicle job and raise a family? Start a life of crime? Like, maybe I guess. Oh, and don't say college, because you just go to college to get a cubicle job anyway. It's all the same girl, everywhere.
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No. 717948 ID: 5ad4a7

>>717945
Well, we could ask her what she'd rather be doing.
>>
No. 717957 ID: c47b0c

I'm getting the feeling we should probably not ask her work there in the past. Feel like maybe something horrible happened there.
>>
No. 717960 ID: 2a7417

>>717948
Let's ask that instead.
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No. 717973 ID: cd90cb

>>717948
Sounds like a nice question.
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No. 718045 ID: 163674
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718045

You don’t feel like teaching Ellen about burglary, but you’re also not sure if you should press on with your questions about working at the apple farm. You change the subject.

You: “No, nothing at the moment.”

Ellen looks around, scratching her arm.

You: “So what would you rather be doing?”

Ellen: “Huh?”

You: “With your life. As a job.”

Ellen: “oh…”

Ellen: “You’d just laugh if I told you… it’s… stupid”

You: “Can’t possibly be worse than what I used to do for a living.”

Ellen: “Oh, well, I uh…”

Ellen: “always kinda wanted to be an artist. Like… a painter I guess.”

a) “Hahaha!”
b) “Not very realistic, to be honest. At least you’ve got a steady income this way, right?”
c) “That’s not stupid. That’s neat, babe!”
d) other >_
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No. 718049 ID: 9f3a28

d) "Well, what's stopping you, then? I'm sure you can get all the basic pencils and paint and stuff you need around here, and I'd bet the library has some books to help guide you along. If you're too embarrassed to pick up stuff like that yourself, you could give me a couple bucks and I'd do it for you."

Do you have any "art" skills yourself, Chuck? Forgery, drawing maps, et cetera?
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No. 718050 ID: bbd089

Let visions of every art scam you've ever seen, heard and dreamed of rush through your head, from insurance scams, to money laundering, to forgery. You heard one guy would auction art to himself to drive up the value.

That's great Ellen. That's really great.
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No. 718053 ID: d796e1

A! no B! no wait, those are terrible, D: Why aren't you doing that already? I doubt the store consumes every our of your day, you could mount an easel in a corner, close to a windows, and try.
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No. 718054 ID: d3a644

>>718045
d) Art is one of those things you do on the side, I think. I mean, you could even draw while nobody's in the store! While I do think it will be pretty tough to become a famous artist, there's nothing stopping you from enjoying it in your spare time and working your way up, right?

Or something else if we aren't this heartfelt i mean have you seen those horns
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No. 718055 ID: 5ad4a7

>>718045
D. Why not both? She has time off, right?
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No. 718056 ID: 163674
File 146120966458.png - (7.62KB , 500x500 , 3-35.png )
718056

Those kinds of scams take serious skill - you’d rather just boost a painting from some rich idiot’s mansion.

You wonder if the Plath House’s paintings are worth anything…

You: “Great Ellen. That’s great…”

You: “Uh… yeah I meant you could be doing art on the side. Maybe not as a career, but-”


Ellen: “Wait, really”

Ellen: “you think it’s great”

Ellen: “Do you want to see one of my paintings”



You immediately regret expressing interest.


a) “No.”
b) “I’m sorry, I would, but I don’t have time!”
c) “Eh… yeah, ok.”
d) “Of COURSE I’d love to see it.”
e) other >_
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No. 718058 ID: 5ad4a7

>>718056
c.
>>
No. 718075 ID: fe65ad

C, at the very least try to be interested
>>
No. 718077 ID: 6b40cf

Sure, it might be really good
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No. 718078 ID: 9f3a28

E) "I'm no art critic, but sure. I'll warn you though, if you don't work on it often, I'm probably going to think it's bad and then awkwardly try tell you that it can get better if you practice."
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No. 718082 ID: 163674
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718082

You: “Yeah, sure. Ok, Ellen.”

Ellen looks slightly excited for the first time since you have seen her. She leads you to the storage room between the shoppe and the tailor’s workshop. Inside stands a single easel.

Ellen: “I call it Memories.”
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No. 718083 ID: 163674
File 146121163367.png - (5.68KB , 500x500 , 3-34.png )
718083

well that’s not creepy at all

jesus christ it’s worse than you could have imagined

You: “It’s, uh”
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No. 718084 ID: a075ba

>creepy

>You: “It’s, uh”
evocative.
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No. 718085 ID: 5ad4a7

>>718083
Kinda creepy. Ask if that's what she's going for.

It looks like it IS, to be honest.
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No. 718086 ID: 9f3a28

"I haven't been to art galleries that often, but it looks like it'd fit in, to me. I get a sense of... strong feeling, off it."
>>
No. 718087 ID: d796e1

"I like how the name fits, i'm going to remember this forever. For. Ever." Ok, lets no say that, lets go with "Evocative" as abobe.
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No. 718089 ID: f6442a

it's a gun with a kazoo on it
>>
No. 718090 ID: cd73ff

What kind of memories are you going for?
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No. 718094 ID: b17b81

>>718085
Pretty much that.

>>718056
That is pretty much the only time we've even seen a hint of her looking happy. (that ear flick)
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No. 718096 ID: 163674
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718096

You: “Evocative.”

Ellen: “…you don’t like it”

You: “It just kind of gives me the creeps a little bit.”

You: “Is that what you were going for?”

Ellen swallows hard and wrings her hands.

Ellen: “Might as well.”

She sighs and covers the painting up with a piece of cloth.

Ellen: “Is there anything I can help you with”

Why's she got to be so mopey! It's not your fault she sucks! It doesn't look like she's going to give you any other work at the moment beyond the apple thing she gave you before.

a) shop for date things >_
b) leave >_
c) stay and talk to Ellen >_
d) other >_
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No. 718097 ID: b8d5aa

it's, uh....

...it makes me wonder what sort of things you draw inspiration from. what makes you want to create art?
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No. 718099 ID: 9f3a28

Listen Charlie, she may be a mope but she's cute, and if you cure her of the mopes she will become eminently boneable and will probably be favorably disposed to bonings from you. You could get the info you'd need to get booze and you might even get shop discounts.

So you tell her that no you don't like it but there's lots of great art that lots of people don't like and you're a philistine anyway, seriously, you're not even saying that as a platitude. If she has something she feels strongly about then she needs to go for it because she's obviously not happy doing anything else and has nothing to lose!
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No. 718108 ID: 163674
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718108

>cute

eh, 6/10
but you've done more for plainer


You: “Look, maybe it’s not my kind of thing, but”

You: “I’m a damn philistine for one”

You: “but you can’t really put too much value on whether people like your work”


Ellen: “Why do you say that?”

You: “I… kind of used to be an actor.”

That gives Ellen pause.

Ellen: “You were an actor?”

You: “Kinda, yeah”

Ellen: “Why’d you stop…?”

You: “Ech, never mind actually. Let’s just say that what ‘the people’ think can be pretty far from the truth.”

You feel like you are the one changing the subject now. Neither you nor the deer wishes to talk about the past.

a) “Just don’t give up. Saying ‘fuck you’ to people like me will get you far in your life.”
b) “What was the mayor doing here earlier?”
c) “Would you paint a portrait of me?”
d) “So what was it like working for Davey? I met that guy today.”
e) Other >_
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No. 718109 ID: f6442a

Bee.
>>
No. 718111 ID: 9f3a28

A, then B.
>>
No. 718117 ID: 5ad4a7

c. NUDE.
>>
No. 718120 ID: f0e552

>>718108
A

also you don't think she's cute!? You are bloody insane, Chucklemore.
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No. 718124 ID: 5c1b3b

C. Nude
Draw me like one of ypur french ladies
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No. 718126 ID: b17b81

As a joke, C. Then go for B.

>6/10
She's probably a lot cuter when she's got a nice smile on her face. Won't know for sure until you can get her to smile.
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No. 718127 ID: bb78f2

>>718108
Okay, like, you have your style and topic and interest. The most people can really ever give legit critique on is the fundamentals of any skill. Some mentors may say spread out a bit, explore more, but beyond fundamentals and scope, everything else is niche based. And some people appeal to niche's outside their own interests for income, which is fair. An annoying reality, but money's money, and eventually through perseverance can you make money doing what you love...

You know... Naz might be able to set up a site for you, to sell your work online, do commissions, order a tablet for digital works, things like that. If you ever end up drawing or painting porn, I don't know how the mayor will respond to that, but Naz will have her ways. Like, if you get your own computer and internet set up, I DON'T think the mayor can say jack squat.
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No. 718130 ID: 1c5d74

Do most of your painting have a story behind them? Granted that one was creepy but I've always understood that a good artist will always try to make their audience feel what the artist was feeling, so maybe you were just putting out some bad mojo or something? Believe me I think the reason I wasn't that good of an actor was because I could portray character emotion very well, and if I can't make the audience feel what my character is going though... Well, enough about me. How long have you been painting for?
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No. 718131 ID: da66ba

A, tell her to keep practicing and work toward accomplishing certain set goals. keep trying even if you run out of ideas
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No. 718138 ID: 3641d4

A and C.
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No. 718162 ID: 62963b

>>718108
A, then B
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No. 718181 ID: 15a025

A and C seem nice.
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No. 718686 ID: 163674
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718686

You: “Anyway, you’ll get far by telling people like me to fuck off.”

Ellen: “What were you in?”

You: “What?”

Ellen: “Sorry… you said you were an actor. I’m just kind of curious I guess.”

You: “Forget I mentioned it.”

Ellen: “Oh, ok. Sorry.”

You: “Just keep painting, alright?”

You don’t know why you are suddenly giving a pep-talk to this dumpy cashier chick.

You: “Heh, maybe you could paint a portrait of me.”

You: “Nude, of course.”

Ellen blushes and turns her head away.

Ellen: “I don’t think that would be…”

You: “Just jokin’, babe. One of these days I’m gonna see you smile, and my heart’s gonna melt. One of these days.”

Ellen sighs and gives another fake smile.

You: “So anyway, what was the mayor doing here? That sounded like a kinda weird conversation you two were having.”

Ellen: “Oh, she comes by sometimes to check up on the place. She stops by everywhere in town pretty much.”

Ellen: “She kind of runs the store since my parents passed away. I own it technically but…”

Ellen: “I guess I don’t really have much passion for it like she does”
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No. 718688 ID: 0a94cb

Has she ever considered putting up some of her work for sale? Her more conventional stuff, can't expect Coxwetters to appreciate real art.
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No. 718695 ID: 163674
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718695

You: “Ever thought about selling your art? How you gonna become a professional artist if you don’t sell your art?”

Ellen shrugs.

Ellen: “I should get back to work.”

Ellen: “If the mayor comes back, I need to be working.”

Ellen: “And smiling.”

You throw up your hands in defeat and take out your MISSION BOOKLET to see what else you can do to kill some time before your big d8

Maybe you could even manage to get your dick wet before 5PM. They don’t call you THE LEGEND for nothing.
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No. 718700 ID: 5ad4a7

Well if you have time you could run to the ranch and back to get an apple arrangement going, and thus get paid so you have d8 money.

We also gotta schedule an appointment with the mayor for tomorrow.
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No. 718702 ID: 628856

If you are looking to get down and dirty, maybe go pay Naz a visit. See if you can't get "some practice for the shoot and a prank" in, two birds with one stone.
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No. 718710 ID: 0a94cb

Library is a decent way to check on the more youthful Plath.
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No. 718718 ID: bb78f2

>>718695
Hey.. dumb idea but maybe not Ellen, consider selling it to her. If she isn't an immortal vampire, she'll need to retire one day, or there will be a day she'll have competition for mayor and possibly voted out. She'll need a back up plan.

ACTUALLY tell her you think the snake mayor is an immortal vampire. No context, no explanation, just cut and run with a goodbye as she thinks about it.

Oh wait, I just realized that Ellen just basically admitted "MY PARENTS ARE DEAD!" No wonder she's depressed. She might have been doing this since whenever she was let go at the farm because her parents died.
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No. 718723 ID: 163674
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718723

You: “Wait, woah, what happened to your parents?”

Ellen gives you quite a look and a laborious sigh.

Ellen: “They went swimming in the river after a barge passed by”

Ellen: “drowned”

Ellen: “Apparently you can’t do that.”

You: “Holy shit. Sorry to hear it”

Ellen: “Is there anything I can help you with?”

You cough into your hand and fiddle with some of the chewing gum on the counter.

You: “Is the mayor a vampire?”

Ellen: “Uh… what?”

You: “Nothing. Gotta run! Stay beautiful.”




You should decide definitively where you want to go next, or if you have anything else to say to Ellen before you leave.
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No. 718724 ID: bb78f2

>>718723
I never said ask her about her parents, I was just stating what I just found out through her dialog. I thought you were a legend Charlemagne, with tact.

Get outta here, just add "Make Ellen legitimately smile" as an objective and get out of these premises before you make yourself out as more of an idiot anti-legend.

Library, stat, now, we'll figure out what to do from there. We MIGHT need to apologize to the Sally for being so forward since she refused our advances last night, and I don't want her thinking we're a dumb creeper that's just going to pretend it never happened.
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No. 718725 ID: 5ad4a7

Looks like Library has more than one vote so we're going there. Not that I know why, since right now the primary objecctive should be CASH MONEY. I guess we could ask Sally???

Don't apologize to Sally. We gave her a straightforward choice when the mood was right and she just chose no. There should be no bad blood there.
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No. 718766 ID: 163674
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718766

>tact

You’ve never gotten anywhere being coy or politically correct. Besides, it’s unhealthy to keep shit bottled up like that. As for making her smile, you don’t really care all that much. You can lead a horse to water, but you can’t make it drink - she’s got to figure that out on her own without dragging you down with her. Then again, these emotionally damaged girls tend to be an easy go if you can get them in the right spot. You'll put some more thought into it.

Oh damn it, Lead a Horse to Water would’ve been a good name for that mission.


Anyway, you walk over to the library to find Susanna on her way out.

Susanna: “Oh! Chuck!”

Susanna: “Long time no see.”

She giggles.
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No. 718786 ID: 15a025

Ask what she's doing here and then boop her nose.
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No. 718789 ID: 5bd748

Say "too long to go without getting to see you, Madam Mayor".

Tell her you're wandering around checking to see if anyone has any small or quick jobs you could lend a hand with, just for a few bucks to help you get your feet under you. Since she seems about town so much herself, does she know any?
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No. 718804 ID: 163674
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718804

>boop

You don’t know if you want to get your hand that close to her mouth. At least… not yet.

You: “Too long, ma’am.”

Susanna smiles. Her voice is silky and tickles the back of your neck.

Susanna: “You charmer. I bet you use that one on every mayor you meet.”

You: “Ya caught me. Hey, what brings you to the library, anyway?”

Susanna: “I try to make the rounds at least every other week if I can. Except for the Plath House.”

You: “Why not? Ol’ Ramona seems like she could use some company up there.”

Susanna: “A dusty old place. Allergies.”

You try to hide a look of confusion.

You: “Oh. Yeah, I get ‘em nasty when the pollen starts to fall. You know any place I can find an odd job to get a little pocket change, by any chance?”

Susanna: “Oh! I suppose I could think of something. There’s nothing I love to see more than work ethic.”

Susanna things for a moment. Her tongue flicks in and out when she thinks.

Susanna: “As you probably know, Rachel works for City Hall. I have recently assigned her a project for preserving the town’s historic well, and if you’re up for it, I’ll ensure that you’re paid for assisting.”
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No. 718815 ID: 15a025

Sounds...like "well" have some fun. Take the job, we needs the extra cash.
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No. 718822 ID: f6442a

I can dig it.
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No. 718824 ID: 737d5c

Well, well, WELL...Consider me signed up.
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No. 718828 ID: 163674
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718828

You: “Count me in.”

Susanna: “Lovely! I need you to help Rachel fill the well up with concrete.”

Susanna: “Do be careful not to fall in.”
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No. 718835 ID: 15a025

>Do be careful not to fall in.
Some long rope seems like it'll help us out in case we do then.
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No. 718837 ID: 5bd748

>preserving the town’s historic well
>fill the well up with concrete

I guess that would "preserve" it, but I wonder if perhaps perhaps there might be something down the well that madame mayor might want to cover up? This'll give us a chance to check it out, anyway. How much longer until date hour, now?
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No. 718840 ID: 15fae4

>>718828

this bitch is gonna kill us
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No. 718845 ID: f6442a

It's probably connected to the catacombs, like that concrete-filled door. In the interest of "preservation," we need to go down there before it's too late. Maybe we could use the excuse of scoping out the well for 'leaks' to Rachel.
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No. 718846 ID: 891640

>>718837
I suppose it'd be too convenient for that to be the entrance to the catacombs that we've been looking for?
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No. 718850 ID: 163674
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718850

Susanna: “I’ll also be assigning my assistant Lisa to oversee the project to ensure that no one is injured!”

Susanna: “I hope you’re amenable to making an extra 150bux, mister Chuck.”

It’s about noon now. Five hours until d8. You might want to think about how you’re going to dress for this, too.
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No. 718851 ID: 5ad4a7

>>718850
Yeah you're gonna want to wear something you won't mind getting dirty. Maybe get some overalls or something.

...hey this will be done by 5, right?
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No. 718853 ID: 15a025

Best way to dress for work like this is in some crummy looking shirt and pants.
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No. 718856 ID: 5b12a0

>>718851
If we just need some clothes we won't mind getting dirty, is there a goodwill or something in town? Just some place where we can get clothes for cheap?
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No. 718866 ID: 163674
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718866

Susanna: “Yes, well. Excellent!”

Susanna: “I will see you when the job is done for your payment.”

You watch the mayor leave again.

You can easily find some old clothes in the Plath house. It barely even counts as stealing if no one has word it in fifty years.

a) Go to the library to talk to Sally
b) Start the job right away
c) Other >_
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No. 718867 ID: 15a025

Get working on that job now. You'll have plenty of time to flirt on the job and after words.
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No. 718868 ID: 5bd748

Better start the job, try ensure you give yourself time to clean up a little, before the date.
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No. 718873 ID: a075ba

Get that jorb done, so you have time for the date after. And time to get cleaned up and dressed up.
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No. 718878 ID: 5ad4a7

Better do the job to make sure you have time to finish the job.

Also, I want to check the bottom of the well. Think it's possible it connects to the archives?
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No. 718989 ID: 3641d4

Get on the job chuck, times a wasting!
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No. 719386 ID: 163674
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719386

>get to work

You borrow an old get-up from the Plath House that conveniently fits you perfectly, though you still hope that very few people have to see you in this.
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No. 719387 ID: 163674
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719387

Lisa and Rachel are there. It takes you moment to realize that they are speaking French with one another. There is a cement mixer tumbling next to the well, and Rachel is hoisting sacks of dry cement as she talks. She looks quite jovial.

You wonder if Lisa is ever not carrying a clipboard.
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No. 719388 ID: 48703f

Say hello to both of these ladies and tell them the mayor sent you over to help out. After exchanging pleasantries, ask where the well is, and is it all surveyed out and checked there's no frogs living in the bottom or anything?
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No. 719389 ID: b8d5aa

attempt to rig up some sort of rope harness to safely descend into the well
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No. 719390 ID: 5ad4a7

Tell them they don't have to stop speaking French to eachother in your presence (that's often considered rude), you know Racheal can't deal with English very well.

Ask if they're friends.
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No. 719393 ID: a075ba

>You wonder if Lisa is ever not carrying a clipboard.
You are now imagining her naked, in bed, with a clipboard.
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No. 719394 ID: 163674
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719394

You: “Morning ladies!”

You imagine Lisa naked with a clipboard. It seems right. Anything else would be wrong.

Lisa: “Oh! Good morning, sir!”

You: “You can just call me Chuck, you know. No need to be so formal.”

Lisa: “Yes sir. Are you ready to begin with the well?”

You: “As ready as I’ll every be. No need to stop speaking French, either, if you don’t want to. I don’t mind.”

Lisa: “Oh. We weren’t talking about you or anything.”

You: “What WERE you talking about? Just curious-”

Rachel: “Music.”

You: “Oh.”

You shoot a brief glance at Rachel, who is not smiling but does not look angry. You notice a harness and pulley already set up by the well.

You: “So, when am I strapping up in that puppy?”

Rachel says something to Lisa, who nods.

Lisa: “Uh… she says she will be the one in the harness.”

Rachel says something else, then turns around and picks up a back of cement mix.

Lisa: “She says she doesn’t want you to get hurt.”
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No. 719395 ID: b8d5aa

it is much safer to have you down there, because you weigh less (no offense to rachel) and since she is stronger, she will have an easier time being the one working the hoist and slinging the cement and such. it just makes sense that you'd be the one going down there! besides, she's more familiar with the cement mixer anyway.
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No. 719396 ID: 4854ef

Well, she's obviously stronger and she is offering so less work for you...

Make a token effort to protest before backing down, ask what they want you to do for the well then if you aren't going to be harnessed up.
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No. 719397 ID: 48703f

Hey now, if we're talking about being lowered down into something, how likely you are to get hurt is based on how likely you are to drop. Rachel is a very impressive and powerfully built lady and you are a scrawny little twig. You'd be less likely to fall, get hurt less if you do, and you'd have more room to move around.
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No. 719399 ID: 163674
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719399

You: “I think it’d be safer to hoist me down there. Don’t you? Given that Rachel is so… strong.”

Lisa relays. Rachel speaks and gesticulates, looking at you with a small grin that disappears when you look.

Lisa: “She says… she supposes it would be easier to lift a…”

Lisa: “to lift a... fasme… I don’t know this word. Rachel, comment dit-on?

Rachel struggles to come up with the word in English, and goes back to dumping cement into the mixer.
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No. 719401 ID: 5ad4a7

>>719399
Alright with that settled, what do we do first?
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No. 719403 ID: 48703f

Maybe she could draw it?

Well, ask Lisa if she looked up any planning maps or survay reports of this area. You've heard of there being a bunch of stuff underground in and around this town, you're not going to accidentally spill concrete through into someone's basement, are you?
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No. 719404 ID: 4e9864

>>719399
"A stick-bug like me? Yeah, I suppose so. Le français est belle comme vous."
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No. 719405 ID: 4e9864

>>719403
Let's not say too much about what we might be looking for down there; we already have an excuse to go down, we don't need another one.
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No. 719407 ID: f6442a

Charlemagne is built for speed, baby.
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No. 719410 ID: 163674
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719410

You: “Rachel, you were speaking to me well enough earlier in the week…”

Lisa relays. Rachel looks over her shoulder, her eyes widening and her back going straight.

Rachel: “Eh… it is…”

Rachel: “For you the word is difficult to come”

Rachel: “Eeuu…”

She says something in a different language, and Lisa doesn’t understand.

Lisa: “The cat has her tongue, sir.”

Lisa giggles, then puts on her own hard hat.


You think about this job:

First, you don’t know if this really is an entrance into the catacombs.
Second, if it is, you don’t know if it’s the only one.
Third, you are about to seal it permanently with concrete.
FOURTH, the mayor has posted a lookout who will tell her everything that happens.

So close, yet so far.
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No. 719411 ID: 35151f

>>719410
c'est la vie, best to get on down there and confirm, right?
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No. 719412 ID: f6442a

If you get down there, you can try to locate another entrance.
Or maybe Lisa has an itinerary of future "historical preservation" sites.
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No. 719413 ID: 48703f

All you need to do is express a concern for safety and/or wildlife, which is reasonable. You want to go down and check if the concrete will spill into any hollow spaces (people have built basements and so on around here) or disturb any animals (which a well might have if it's been left open for years, frogs or little birds or something). If you go down and you DO find anything of that sort, with your TOTALLY INNOCENT concern for safety, then you go oh, oh no, we have to make sure this is safe.

So, then, if you don't find a catacombs entrance, all's well. If you do, you go oh geez, the concrete will fill this weird place too, maybe we don't have enough or need to make sure we're not damaging any old property someone might have a claim to, why don't we just put down some boards or a concrete cap?
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No. 719430 ID: bb78f2

>>719410
Pfft, I have the best idea, get down there, if you THINK it's the catacombs, CUT the rope, sabotage the job and get lost down there. Ask if you can borrow a flash light, to see best with. It's not suspicious to ask for a flash light when you're going down a dark well.

We'll find our way out THROUGH the catacombs instead, which will be significantly easier, assuming there IS one. We'll just shout out above that you're in the catacombs and you'll just walk out of there instead of going through the well again since you think that'll be easier.

It will force the mayor's assistant to reveal if we'd need a key to get out that way, which would be VERY easy to pickpocket later.

It's the perfect plan.
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No. 719454 ID: 3641d4

We could cut the rope if we think it's to the catacombs, but what if we do and it turns out we were wrong? Another thing to keep in mind is, wouldn't it seems odd if the rope just happens to break just as we hit the bottom?
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No. 719484 ID: 15a025

>>719413
This sounds like a pretty solid plan.
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No. 719500 ID: a075ba

>>719413
The only problem with securing an entrance to catacombs is we might not get paid in full if we don't complete this task. And we're might come up short on funds if we're going to pay our hotel bill, and go out on a date. (I think we have 44 bux, we owe 30, and we don't know what the date will cost).
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No. 719606 ID: 163674
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719606

You decide with Rachel and Lisa that you will lower down first to ensure that there is nothing in the path of the concrete pour.

You’ll have to come to a consensus on exactly what to do when you reach the bottom. For all you know, there might be nothing down there at all. Rachel harnesses you up and starts to lower you down into the well. Aside from the impending darkness, this is way easier than you thought it would be. The well’s cobblestone shaft is entirely dried out, making it easy to grip onto when you need it.

It smells strongly of mildew, and grows increasingly dank and humid as you reach the bottom.
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No. 719607 ID: 163674
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719607

The line slacks when you touch ground. Huh…

There’s still a little water down here. A tunnel extends away from the well shaft into darkness so thick that your flashlight cannot penetrate far enough in.

a) cut rope, enter the tunnel
b) yell up about the tunnel
c) lie that there is something in the way >_
d) other >_
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No. 719608 ID: 35151f

>>719607
I think the word our french fry gal pal was looking for was snoop, scout around for a couple minutes but don't call it in just yet.
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No. 719610 ID: 5ad4a7

Yell that there's a tunnel, you're gonna go check it out to see where it leads. With an opening that big they'd need a massive amount of concrete to seal it off by just pouring it down. Giant waste of money! If you can find another access point they can get work done down here easier.

Unhook the rope even if they say no. Tell them you'll be back in like ten minutes.
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No. 719615 ID: bb78f2

>>719607
Yeah, with this tunnel here, concreting up the well will be impossible. This job's fucked and we didn't have to do anything to sabotage it. May as well just let them know about the tunnel and that we can't do anything.

Then I guess ask Rachel and Lisa if they'd like to go spelunking in the tunnels since we can't close the well anyway, so hell, lets have a good time down here.
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No. 719622 ID: 15be65

Yell up about the tunnel.
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No. 719626 ID: b17b81

>>719610
Pretty much this, just don't lose track of time for your date.
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No. 719639 ID: 3641d4

A
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No. 719642 ID: 4d7c27

>>719607

Is that a sign on the wall? Check it with your flashlight. Sweep around the floor, too, just to be sure.

Then b). We're playing the innocently helpful new guy in town and we don't want to raise suspicions.
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No. 719663 ID: 15a025

Yeah look behind you, I think that's a sign there.
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No. 719744 ID: fef2ee

Eat mushrooms, then trip out and go on a naked bender around the tunnels. When you finally come to your senses, you will find yourself beside something plot related.
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No. 719765 ID: cd90cb

Whats on the sign!
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No. 720045 ID: 163674
File 146205636920.png - (9.01KB , 500x500 , 3-54.png )
720045

The sign is marred and worn, the bolts holding it to its cracked shaft completely rusted through. Whatever message was on this sign has long since washed away. All of this was once under water.

>eat random mushrooms

Never again.


You: “Lisa!”

You: “Lisaaaaa!”

Lisa: “Are you ok sir?!”

You: “I’m fine. There’s a huge opening down here with a tunnel. We can’t fill it in.”

Lisa: “A tunnel?!”

Lisa pauses for a moment.

Lisa: “I’ll go get the mayor!”


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No. 720046 ID: 5ad4a7

Detach the cable and go looking around.
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No. 720047 ID: 0e61df

>>720045
Say something like, "You go and do that! I'll see if the tunnel doesn't narrow out enough further down to fill in with what concrete we have!"
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No. 720052 ID: 163674
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720052

You unhook the harness and proceed down the tunnel. It goes on for some time - longer than any feasible amount of concrete would fill. Your flashlight barely fills the dripping darkness enough for you to see, and your boots are soaked through. Finally you reach something solid.
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No. 720054 ID: 163674
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720054

You shine your light on it.
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No. 720056 ID: 5ad4a7

>>720054
Softly caress the heart (push it).
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No. 720062 ID: a075ba

>It goes on for some time - longer than any feasible amount of concrete would fill.
Yeah, if they want to fill in the well, step 1 would be to wall off the tunnel. Then fill the well in.

>>720054
I feel like we've seen that symbol before.
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No. 720063 ID: f6442a

Gently caress the pretzel.
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No. 720065 ID: 13ac27

Hey, isnt that the same pretzel from the top of Ramona's maid uniform?
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No. 720067 ID: 163674
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720067

You touch the pretzel with your hand, applying more pressure. It’s no kind of button, just solid stone. You swear you can feel it pulsing, but when you concentrate, the sensation goes away.
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No. 720068 ID: bb78f2

Pick your nose to level up your lockpicking skill enough so you can unlock the door
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No. 720073 ID: 5ad4a7

>>720065
It is! That's the same symbol on the maid uniform's hat. So this place has some relation to the Plath House.

Look around the edges of the door? to see if there's an indication of how it opens. Does it go up, down, left/right, opens by splitting in half, what?
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No. 720085 ID: 93bc27

Well, either we've uncovered an ancient temple to a cosmic power, OR there used to be a classy speakeasy or something in prohibition times and this is where it was, and that maid dress used to be a uniform for girls working down here.

Either way the mayor would probably want to cover it up.
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No. 720087 ID: 163674
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720087

You do recognize the emblem from the maid uniform. Seeing the emblem has now given you an unwanted erection, so you turn around to think. It has no keyhole anywhere, and would look like solid stone were it not for the seam down the center. You can’t think of a way through short of a sledgehammer or some dynamite.
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No. 720090 ID: a075ba

>>720087
Stick your dick in it.

Clearly, it's the key to this heart, and will open the door.
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No. 720101 ID: 93bc27

Try hooking your fingers into the spaces and rotating it?
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No. 720102 ID: 5ad4a7

Maybe say "Open sesame"?
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No. 720110 ID: 90f3c0

Are those shapes in the heart holes? Obviously you need to collect some sort of ancient gems that fit in the slots. They're probably owned by the three most powerful ladies in town.
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No. 720113 ID: 4e9864

>>720067
> You swear you can feel it pulsing, but when you concentrate, the sensation goes away.

Don't concentrate on the symbol. Place your hand on it, close your eyes, and apply the full power of your imagination and ability to fantasize. Think about the woman you last saw that symbol on. Think about both generations of them. Think about a certain librarian. Think about all of them at once.

If that doesn't work, think about the letter, think about the ghost, and think about the very real possibility you might be her significant other and an ancestor of the Plath dynasty.
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No. 720125 ID: 163674
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720125

>>720101
>>720110

There is no way to rotate the symbol, as it is simply embossed into the stone surface. There are no indications that the shapes need to be filled with anything, but you will keep that in mind.

You close your eyes and place your hand on the pretzel. You picture Ramona’s smiling face, her lopped ears, and her big cold nose. You remember what she felt like from the inside in explicit detail. The smell of booze on her breath, and her polite little laugh.

You see Sally’s big eye teeth and the little tuft of bangs on her head, and the way she leans over when she stands. You conjure the image of Lorraine that will forever be burned into your memory - that flickering, bending, uncanny image of a dead young woman. They could be standing behind you right now, not saying a word, and you would know it. The stone pulses beneath your hands… it feels like a dryer running in slow motion.

You realize that what you are feeling is merely your own heartbeat in your hand. Nothing happens.
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No. 720127 ID: 35151f

rub your dick on it
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No. 720130 ID: 93bc27

Don't rub ur dick on it.

Check the seam. Is there a gap between the two halves of the "door", and on which side of the circle does that gap continue? In other words, if this opens up, which side is the one the circle isn't connected to?

Try pressing each of the holes, rather than just the symbol as a hole. Do any of them have any give?

Is there anything unusual on or about the walls, floor or ceiling nearby?
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No. 720134 ID: 735512

>>720125
kick it
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No. 720141 ID: 5ad4a7

>>720125
That pretzel looks more like a heart with two diamond shapes and a circle cut out of it.

Anyway I don't think we can open the door by experimentation. We need to do research. Go back to the rope and get lifted out, maybe talk to the mayor. I wonder if we'll get paid?
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No. 720143 ID: 38cb3f

Remember that the town has a Him but no church that the mayor was uncomfortable speaking about, a ghost, a general lack of menfolk, and get hit by sudden sense of foreboding.
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No. 720152 ID: 163674
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720152

You THINK that the circular section in the middle of the door connects to the right side, and that the seam is on the left side. It is hard to tell because it is closed so tightly. Beyond brute force, there is probably no way you will be opening this right this moment.
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No. 720153 ID: 163674
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720153

You are suddenly met with a vivid mental image of a navy blue sofa moving closer to you and many indistinguishable voices you can see the fibers of the sofa there is a gold cord embroidery for trim and mahogany arms and feet it is rough chamois texture and the friction is hot against your skin, shockingly hot and the backrest is rubbing your arm you are rolling and sinking into the cushions

Lisa: “Sir?! Are you still down there?! Hello?”

Your heart is racing. What were you just thinking about?

You: “Yeah, I’m way down in here. What’s up?”

Lisa: “The mayor says we will need to make a concrete cap to put over the top.”

You pause and straighten your hard hat, walking back toward the well shaft.

You: “How is that going to preserve the well?”

Lisa: “It will keep people from falling in, sir.”
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No. 720156 ID: 5ad4a7

>>720153
...probably a good idea, but can't you just put a wooden lid on it? That'd be easier than concrete.
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No. 720157 ID: 211d83

Ok we will need to build a dome mold then to pour the concrete into.

Do we have a bunch of boards and plywood to build one?
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No. 720160 ID: 38685c

>>720153
Are you sure you didn't eat a random mushroom.
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No. 720167 ID: 8e2c0d

we can't just fill in the well! we'll have to do SOMETHING to get in that door first. can we convince lisa and the mayor that there are things of GREAT HISTORICAL VALUE down there that should be preserved? or maybe convince them to just make a wooden cover for the well for the moment until you can come up with a better idea.
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No. 720168 ID: 93bc27

Say that's a good idea, you'll come up to help. Remember, you're keeping up the guise of a guy who just wants to help. Make a mental note of which way this tunnel goes relative to the well, so you know what's above this.

Recommend that Lisa take down a record of this place and it's general size, just in case anyone in the future wants to develop this bit of land. Don't want the ground caving in under anyone!

See if you can subtly influence them to make a relatively thin cap, so it could be theoretically levered up again in the future.
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No. 720197 ID: 4e9864

>>720168
No need to influence them; we're going to be doing the work.

Concrete weighs about 2400 kg/m^3. From >>719606, the well looks about a meter across, making its cross section pi/4 m^2. So, the weight of the cap by thickness would be about 1885 kg/m, or 18.85 kg/cm. A cap too big for us to shift would be far thicker than needed to cap off the well.

We'd still need help to get back down the well later, but there's at least one mouse in town who might be willing to help us with that.

However, if we want to convince the mayor that they should use some other material instead, we might want to suggest that concrete doesn't actually hold up well over time, especially in a damp environment, such as directly over a well. It's likely to lose strength over time, and we wouldn't want some playful kid standing on top of it to make it crack and break someone's leg, or fall down the well. Metal would be a far better choice, and an argument could be made for wood, too.
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No. 720210 ID: a075ba

>>720153
Your thoughts are getting awful weird. ...is there gas down here? Maybe you should go back where there's fresh air.
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No. 720222 ID: 163674
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720222

You strap up and tug on the rope. Rachel pulls you back out of the well. It looks like she has been working on something, which she returns to when you are safely aground.
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No. 720223 ID: 163674
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720223

Some kind of wooden housing for the concrete plug, by the looks of it. You watch her build it up and get an idea for the thickness of the planned cap, which is about three feet. You could try to convince the mayor that it would be unsafe, but she does not strike you as a lady who is prone to compromise.
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No. 720224 ID: 93bc27

Well, if worse comes to worse, the well seems to be pretty remotely located. You could dig down next to it and pull out a few bricks to get back in under the cap.
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No. 720225 ID: a075ba

>>720223
...screw up and mix a smaller batch of concrete so the cap isn't as thick?
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No. 720228 ID: f6442a

Adding less water and more sand would make it brittle, but cracking that cap open will be hard to cover up.
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No. 720229 ID: 5ad4a7

>>720224
It's in the center of town square. Not remote at all.

>>720223
I doubt there's anything you can do about this, aside from pointing out the fact that it'll look awful. I mean, it's just going to be a concrete slab on top of the well, right?
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No. 720406 ID: f0e552

>>720223
wait so why arent we just telling the mayor to hold off on the cap so we can go down and explore the catacombs? Are we trying to hide this?
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No. 720409 ID: 3cbb55

>>720406
good point. We could try and convince the mayor that what is down their is to historically important to simply cover it up and leave it forgotten. Though It might require a silver tongue to convince her.
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No. 720437 ID: 5ad4a7

...wouldn't an archaeological restoration attract tourism?
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No. 720477 ID: 35151f

>>720437
this is a solid route to pursue
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No. 720778 ID: 163674
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720778

Lisa has returned from across the street, trailing behind the mayor. The lady snake looks slightly annoyed to have been pulled away from her rounds.

Susanna: “I hear there’s been a little roadblock in our project.”

Lisa: “The well’s open underneath, Ms. Mayor.”

Lisa: “That’s what Chuck said, at least. We can’t fill it, so we’re making a cap…”

Susanna: “There must have been a cave-in underground.”

She pauses to consider the options.

Susanna: “Plug it up, then.”

You: “Actually, I don’t think it was a cave-in. It looked more like a man-made-”

Susanna: “The water must have leeched out of the well and created a cave-in.”

You: “I saw a tunnel down there.”

You take off your hard-hat.

You: “There was a door at the end of it.”

Lisa and Rachel both stare at you.
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No. 720780 ID: 163674
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720780

Susanna tilts her head, and her smile fades away.

Susanna: “And what was behind that door?”

You: “I couldn’t… I couldn’t open it. It was solid stone. But it looked historical! Maybe that’s something we need to preserve.”

You: “An entrance to the catacombs.”

Susanna: “Catacombs?”



Your peripheral vision begins to fade and your face feels tingly.
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No. 720781 ID: 163674
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720781

Susanna: “There are no catacombs beneath the library.”
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No. 720782 ID: 163674
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720782

Susanna: “Oh! I still need to visit the bakery today! Get to plugging up that well, folks!”

The mayor departs.

Susanna: “I’m going to get an ALMOND DANISH. Oh I can’t wait…”
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No. 720786 ID: 5ad4a7

Ask if she usually reacts that way when that subject comes up.
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No. 720787 ID: 38685c

>>720782
Don't argue with jedi or vampires. There are no catacombs under the library.
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No. 720791 ID: 211d83

Ask the other two if she is always like that when subterranean labyrinths are mentioned.
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No. 720793 ID: 35151f

>>720781
"What? but there super are though"
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No. 720795 ID: 163674
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720795

Your heart is racing, and a cold sweat has replaced the hot sweat already soaking your overalls.

You: “Does she always react like that when the subject comes up?”

Lisa looks up from her clipboard.

Lisa: “Hm? Like what, sir?”

a. Finish the well job
b. Leave >_
c. Other >_
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No. 720797 ID: aec7be

Uh Susanna you had your sunglasses on, your vampire hypnotism doesn't work through sunglasses you silly billy.

Ask the other two ladies if they want to take a quick look down there and give you their opinion.
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No. 720804 ID: f4360b

Alright... Take a few deep breaths and lets calmly finish the job, and get our money for this evenings date, do not let on that you know anything! What we also need to do is the following:
1. Get a sturdy gun, a handgun would be best as it can be easily concealed, and load it with silver bullets. I know a lot of people say silver is for werewolves but silver has played a part in many different folklore and beliefs
2. Get a large knife (Bowie knife would be best) for two purposes, 1 beheading the corpse of a vampire after we have staked it and to sharpen the points of wooden stakes, mistletoe would be best as again mistletoe played a part in various old beliefs.
3. See about contacting a priest or clergyman, preferably one from another town (not under susannas influence), who can put dead spirits to rest peacefully, and also give us some holy water and crosses to ward the vampire off
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No. 720807 ID: 35151f

>>720795
oh hey, a couch
also shit she IS some kinda spookum, fuck
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No. 720836 ID: 163674
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720836

>vampire hunting precautions

Vampires aren’t real. If they WERE real, they would be all over the news, all over academia, and probably would have had their own civil rights movement by now. You are still a little bit in doubt that you saw a ghost. Maybe you’re just blasted on DMT and have lost all concept of time and space. Again. Fucking Julia god damn it. You don’t even know whether to take the task of finding another gun seriously right now.

Well either way, you’ve got a job to do and a baker cat to screw. Better get to it.
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No. 720837 ID: 163674
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720837

You help Rachel to lower the concrete cap onto the well, sealing away its bizarre secrets.
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No. 720838 ID: 163674
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720838

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No. 720856 ID: f4360b

>>720836
One would think a smart vampire would know how to conceal themselves from the media, or maybe use hypnosis on any witnesses? You know, that thing that Susanna the weird imortal vampire just tried to do you?

I digress, let's just get our money for the job.
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No. 720862 ID: a075ba

>>720781
Who mentioned the library, sweet tits?
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No. 720865 ID: 15fae4

>>720837

damn fool you've fallen into her thrall
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No. 720868 ID: 59488d

Well, speaking of the bakery, you've got a date (or "expression of gratitude to you employer", if any other ladies ask) to get ready for.
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No. 720931 ID: 2a7417

>>720865
Just as planned.
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No. 720973 ID: 15a025

Wouldn't it be a shame if the cap happened to somehow...explode into a million pieces over night?
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No. 720974 ID: 2a7417

>>720973
A shame indeed, but a) we're not prepared for a return trip a b) her powers are strongest at night
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No. 720979 ID: a075ba

>>720838
Just exp. What about the dosh?

...also when does chuck level up, I wonder.
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No. 720994 ID: 7b25e7

>>720979

We have to go rest in front of the fireplace in the Plath House and spend our souls experience points to level up.
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No. 721038 ID: 163674
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721038

The job is finished and you are pretty tired and sweaty.
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No. 721039 ID: 163674
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721039

Lisa: “Thanks for your help today, sir!”

She hands you and Rachel each a commission of 150bux.

It’s a little after 3PM.

a) go back to the Plath House to shower
b) go to the bakery
c) other
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No. 721041 ID: 5ad4a7

A. You should talk to Ramona about why the catacombs are so weirdly important to the mayor.
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No. 721048 ID: 59488d

A), will give you a bit of time to sneak those clothes back where you found them without being obvious.
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No. 721052 ID: f6442a

Shower. Don't bring the check in the shower.
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No. 721057 ID: 4c40b2

See if you can quickly talk with Rachel then go do A
then go do baking cat
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No. 721061 ID: f4360b

>>721041
This sounds good, plus I don't think it would be good to have another run in with Mayor McCreepyeyes
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No. 721345 ID: 15a025

C, we should flirt it up a bit with Rachel. Talk about how strong she is and let her know she did a good job.
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No. 721363 ID: fa8f9d

>>721041
Ramona a cute
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No. 721365 ID: 0a94cb

A, yo.
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No. 721752 ID: 163674
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721752

You go to the Plath house. It is as old, dark, and creepy as ever.
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No. 721753 ID: 163674
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721753

Ramona is sitting on one of the sofas next to the grand fireplace, and seems surprised to see you back home. She is still in her pajamas.

Ramona: “Hello.”

Ramona: “Are you back for the evening?”

A) “No, just for a little while. To shower.”
B) “No. I’ve actually got a date.”
C) “Just long enough to fool around, sweetcheeks.”
D) “Yeah.”
E) Other >_
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No. 721755 ID: 35151f

>>721753
A.
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No. 721757 ID: f6442a

A you absolute madman.
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No. 721758 ID: 211d83

I got all sweaty helping out with the town well project so am here to clean up a bit.
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No. 721759 ID: 5ad4a7

>>721753
E. Tell her you're gonna take a shower but you wanted to talk to her too. Ask about the Mayor. Why doesn't she visit? Is she a vampire?
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No. 721761 ID: 15a025

>>721759
Agreed. I feel like it'd be good to sit and have a small chat with her after our shower.
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No. 721776 ID: 163674
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721776

Ramona is making you anxious in a way few people have before, but you won’t let it ruin your date. The shower calms your nerves somewhat.
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No. 721777 ID: 163674
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721777

Freshly cleaned, you return to the living room.

Ramona: “Chuck?”

You: “hm?”

Ramona: “Were you wearing overalls from here?”

You: “No. No, just my normal clothes.”

Ramona: “You can borrow clothes, but please ask first. Some of them are keepsakes.”

You: “Right. Sorry.”

You pause to cross your legs.

You: “I spoke with the mayor today, and I was curious. Is there any reason she doesn’t visit here?”

Ramona sips, setting aside a copy of The Bell Jar.

Ramona: “The Plaths and the Starks had a falling out a long time ago. It’s just old history.”

Ramona: “Nothing serious. Some land dispute or some such.”
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No. 721778 ID: 5ad4a7

Land dispute? ...did the Plaths used to be mayor, and thus have access to the catacombs?

Ask her what's with the catacombs. Mention the symbol on the door.
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No. 721779 ID: 35151f

>>721777
"Well, there were catacombs down there. She got real scary-like when I told her about them, too."
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No. 721780 ID: a7b1dc

Tell her about the well and the symbol door.
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No. 721785 ID: 163674
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721785

You: “Land dispute?”

Ramona: “…something like that, yes.”

You: “Did the Plaths used to control the town?”

Ramona looks more stern.

Ramona: “We founded the town. There would be no Coxwette without my ancestors.”

Ramona: “Nelson Plath, in particular.”

She looks up toward the enormous, looming portrait of Nelson above the fireplace and sips again.

You: “So they had access to the catacombs, then?”

Ramona looks at you so fast that her ears flop.

Ramona: “How do you know about the catacombs?”

You: “Sally. Mostly. Naz mentioned them, too.”

You: “I saw the entrance when I was helping to plug up the well today.”

Ramona: “The well…”

Ramona: “The well. Oh… of course! Why didn’t I…”

Ramona: “It’s plugged? Sealed?”

Ramona: “Did the mayor order this?”

You nod.

Ramona: “Did she seem strange as she spoke with you?”

You think back. You have a vague memory of her being serious or intimate or something. Dark? Silhouetted?

You: “Kind of. Something weird about her eyes, I guess? Not really.”

Ramona touches her forehead and sips again.

Ramona: “Good. Ok.”

She stands and goes toward the kitchen. She left her drink on the side table.

Ramona: “Can I get you anything to eat? You look like you might be on the way out. You really should eat, sweetie. You’re too skinny.”

A) “Sure, I could go for a snack I guess.”
B) “I’m ok. Thanks.”
C) “Ramona, about your cooking…”
D) “I almost forgot, here’s my rent.” (-30bux)
E) “You weren’t saying I was too skinny last night.”
F) “I saw the door to the catacombs. I couldn’t get it open.”
G) Other >_
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No. 721786 ID: 15a025

B and F.
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No. 721787 ID: 62e25c

Hey, why don't we offer to cook something for her? Chuck couldn't be any worse than her, could he?
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No. 721788 ID: 5ad4a7

B,D,F.

Last night never happened.
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No. 721792 ID: b8d5aa

F
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No. 721798 ID: 163674
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721798

You: “I’m good, thanks.”

Ramona looks concerned, but doesn’t press on it. She enters the kitchen.

You: “I saw the door to the catacombs. I think.”

She pokes her head back out.

You: “I couldn’t get it open.”

Ramona: “Only Plath blood can open it.”

She says it as if reciting some old mantra.

You: “You knew about the catacombs all along?”

Ramona: “Of course I knew, sweetie. It’s where my ancestors are buried, and where half the town’s history lies.”

Ramona: “The Starks sealed off the entrance in the library basement”

Ramona: “And… they sealed off the other entrance now, too.”

You: “So that’s it then?”

You: “It’s lost forever? That can’t be the end of it.”

Ramona: “I don’t know why you’re suddenly so worried about that. Where are you going tonight, anyway?”

A) “I’ve got a date.”
B) “Watching a movie.”
C) “A walk in the woods.”
D) “That’s my own business.”
E) “Here’s that rent, by the way.”
F) “How about one last kiss?”
G) Other >_
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No. 721799 ID: 5ad4a7

>>721798
E.
Then A. She asked. If she's upset by it tell her it's not exclusive.
Also, G. "They"?
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No. 721800 ID: 15a025

G. "That depends, know where any other entrances might be hiding? If so, wanna go have some fun?"
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No. 721801 ID: b8d5aa

give an evasive answer. and thank her kindly for the offer of a snack but politely decline. you have things that need doing!
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No. 721803 ID: 9c80a6

G: "Well, when I got my job at the bakery, I wanted to express my gratitude and get to know my employer better, so I suggested we'd go for a meal and I'd pay. Aaand it turned out tonight was the time available. I, uh, think she might have taken it the wrong way. She's nice but, uh, just between you and me, she's kind of annoying, too. Kinda... dumb."

Then E.
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No. 721807 ID: 994370

>>721803
More or less this but don't call her dumb, instead say something like, "At times it seems she's off in her own little world." this way we don't sound too dickish
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No. 721855 ID: bb78f2

>>721798
G.) A small dinner with the boss. Penny. She works hard and she gave me a good job, so I thought I'd treat her to something.
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No. 721856 ID: 163674
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721856

You: “It’s kind of a… workplace appreciation thing. I think. My boss is taking me for a dinner at the Fart In…”

You: “The Farthing Passion Café. But I’m paying.”

Ramona: “So, a date?”

You: “No, not really a date.”

You prepare a lie.

You: “I insisted on paying because it symbolizes my newfound financial independence.”

Ramona: “Where do you work? The bakery, right?”

You: “Yeah. Delivery.”

You: “Marcie’s great. Sometimes kind of goes off in her own little world, though. If you know what I mean.”

She smiles.

Ramona: “I rightly do.”

You hand Ramona 30bux in the envelope that Lisa gave you after the well job.

You: “There’s rent, too.”

Ramona holds the envelope.

Ramona: “Thank you.”

Ramona:

Ramona: “It is good to have you here, Chuck.”

Ramona: “In spite of all things, you do keep it lively.”

Ramona: “Enjoy your dinner.”
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No. 721857 ID: bb78f2

Every town needs a bit new bit of spice in a while. Especially since Stark is so strict. Makes me want to help the town rebel a little bit.
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No. 721862 ID: a66018

Give her a nice smile and say something "well I'm glad to be here, this town and this house is way more interesting than I thought" then give her a hug if appropriate. Then go shower and get changed into something nice for the evening
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No. 721869 ID: a075ba

>>721856
It's good to be here, Ramona, thanks.
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No. 722000 ID: 22c3bf

Cleverly imply you can keep "it" lively for her anytime. Wink like a pro to prove your point.
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No. 722337 ID: 67e414

>>721856
Aww. I wish you cared for her as much as the voices in your head do.
Ah, well, you have a date! You'd better get on that, then.

First this >>722000 WITNESSED, though. Smug will get you everywhere
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No. 722357 ID: 163674
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722357

You: “I’m happy to keep it more interesting for you anytime.”

You go to tickle her cheek, but she draws away.

Ramona: “Don’t.”

Ramona: “Please.”

You pull your hand back and scratch your head. Ramona looks at you, and for a moment almost looks like she wants to undress you. She fades back into her weary, worn frown and turns her back to you.

Ramona: “I need to do some cleaning. Have a good time.”

Ramona goes upstairs, leaving her book and her drink behind. You shrug, mostly to yourself, and start to think about what you will wear. You have one presentable shirt among your personal possessions. It is a beige button-up shirt, and Ramona has left it freshly washed and pressed on your bed.

a) wear your one presentable shirt
b) “borrow” some more Plath clothing
c) dress casually
d) other >_
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No. 722360 ID: e24dac

>>722357

Presentable shirt is fine. Not formal but not totally uncaring about appearance.
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No. 722361 ID: 5ad4a7

A.

Hang on. What's in her drink? If that's alcohol perhaps you can ask her later about where she got it. Might not have to send a girl to the farm at all.
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No. 722374 ID: f6442a

A
There won't be any shenanigans that result in it being sullied in some way right before you have an urgent need of it
Because you're going out to a shenanigan-free dinner with Marcie
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No. 722396 ID: a66018

Best to show up in business casual attire, nice but not too over dressed. Go with your usual attire, that would probably do it.
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No. 722397 ID: f0e552

A

a little button up is like the 2016 thing to do on dates.
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No. 722422 ID: 6c26d6

D) Steve
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No. 722426 ID: d1fde2

>>722422
+1
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No. 722436 ID: 15a025

A
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No. 722863 ID: 163674
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722863

>what is in the drink

Gin.
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No. 722864 ID: 163674
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722864

You take a few sips and put on your best shirt. You are ready for your date now, and you will be just in time even at a leisurely pace.
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No. 722865 ID: 163674
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722865

It is a balmy evening and the Fart In Ass is alive with relaxed conversation and the ring of silverware. No sign of Marcie inside, though. At least as far as you can tell. Things are shaping up to be a 100% shenanigan-free evening with your boss-

“CHUCK!”
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No. 722867 ID: 163674
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722867

Marcie: “Over here!”

A) "Hey."
B) "Marcie!"
C) "You look nice."
D) "Damn, you look hot."
E) Other >_
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No. 722868 ID: 35151f

>>722867
slather her with attention, god damn
"Babe that is the freshest look I think I've ever seen. Ready to eat?"
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No. 722870 ID: 5ad4a7

>>722867
C. She isn't wearing a sexy outfit (not low cut or short) so it'd be weird to say she's hot.
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No. 722875 ID: f6442a

BC.
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No. 722876 ID: 06b6c5

A, just say hey.

Remember your skeezy douchebag training, Charlie. Gotta leave the dames feelin' they need to make effort for your attention.
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No. 722886 ID: 79a07e

>>722867
"Hey! Oh wow, you look cute!"
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No. 722897 ID: 4ff1e6

"Hey, Marcie, you look great!"
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No. 722927 ID: 0bae9e

>>722868
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No. 722934 ID: 8371c4

ABC
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No. 722954 ID: 22c3bf

ABCD and tell her you know what you're having tonight and wink like a pro for critical damage.
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No. 723071 ID: 163674
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723071

[animated]


You: “Babe, that’s the freshest look I’ve ever seen.”

Marcie bounces rapturously.

Marcie: “Oh that’s so sweet!”

Marcie: “And I know sweet.”

She slows to a stop.

Marcie: “Well, come on then. You want to score, don’t you?”

You: “Wwww-”



Marcie: “Y’know, a good table? Auntie don’t take no reservations.”
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No. 723072 ID: 163674
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723072

You and Marcie head inside for what you expect to be a very long evening. Now that you think about it, you have never been on a proper date before. Ever. One night stands? Two-week flings? Sure, but never a bona fide sit-down date.

When you look at Marcie, she smiles. It is a cute, shy smile without pretense. You don’t feel a strong need to posture. Hm. It’s kind of nice.

Penny approaches with a notepad in her hand.
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No. 723073 ID: 163674
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723073

Penny: “Wow!”

Penny: “Well aren’t y’all cute? What’s the occasion?”

Marcie: “Chuck and I are on a date.”

You seize up suddenly. It sounds wrong.

You: “For work. A work date.”

Penny: “Uh huh. Well you’d better keep an eye on this one, Marcie-pie. I might just snatch him up to work for me.”

Marcie: “Oh don’t joke about that Auntie. Lord knows one of us needs the help.”

Penny: “We both need the help What can I get for y’all?”

The menu is very diverse, from traditional southern comfort food to upscale surf-and-turf. You are sure that she could fix up something on request, if it came to that.

Apple pie is conspicuously missing from the dessert menu.
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No. 723076 ID: 15a025

protest about the lack of apple pie.
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No. 723080 ID: 2f5847

>>723073
Is ordering meat a faux-pas because you are animal-people, or allowed because you are cats?

Because you may safely judge a southern diner by it's chicken-fried fsteak.
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No. 723081 ID: 79a07e

>>723073
Grilled fish filet if you have it. With a side of mashed potatoes. Just water for the drink.
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No. 723082 ID: 22c3bf

You know what, Chuckstromo, dates are indeed wrong. Panicking is only a sensible reaction.
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No. 723084 ID: 8d9368

>>723076
Don't, it's not her fault the apple farmer is a creep.

On that subject, Chuck we've now encountered a creepy vampire, a ghost, and an asshole with a shotgun. We should really get ourselves armed again.
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No. 723089 ID: 4ff1e6

Can't go wrong with country fried steak in the south, or pulled pork. Either way how about coleslaw and mashed potatoes as a side and either water or soda.
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No. 723108 ID: 163674
File 146320899530.png - (6.98KB , 500x500 , 3-90.png )
723108

You: “Country fried steak for me, please.”

Penny: “Comin’ right up, hon.”

Marcie: “And I’ll have the…”

Marcie: “Catfish po boy with the sour slaw. Thanks Auntie!”

Penny: “Anything to drink for you two?”

Marcie: “Sweet tea for me. Chuck?”

You: “Coke and bourb-”

You: “Just water. Thanks.”

Penny scrawls and heads back to the kitchen. For really the first time, you have time to chat with Marcie about pretty much anything you want. This is it, this is dating. No shenanigans, it’s not even that hard.

You strike up some conversation about…

a) music
b) politics
c) sex
d) work
e) vampires
f) apples
g) other >_
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No. 723115 ID: 35151f

>>723108
work seems most relevant, but music is a good second
bring up your upcoming EDDM album
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No. 723118 ID: 2f5847

>>723108
>e) vampires
>f) apples

In that order. Only a cad would transition from apples to vampires.
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No. 723120 ID: f6442a

Go on and try to have a conversation about C with her. I dare ya.
(quickly switch to the D if it looks like she's catching on)
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No. 723122 ID: 22c3bf

Put the D in the C.
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No. 723123 ID: 5b9f30

Ask her if her family's lived around here for a long time, show an interest in her. Use it to segue into you wondering about the town's history, hint that you're thinking of settling down here long-term.

I'd suggest music, but... uh, it's the nineties, right...? They didn't look like they had any sort of record shop. I... fuck, I can't remember how music worked before the internet really got going. The best you have on the computers you've got are five second .wav files of tv show intros. And, like... cassette tapes? And you record directly off the radio?

What a terrifying time to be alive.
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No. 723126 ID: 2f5847

>>723123
You'd listen to the radio a lot. Probably quite a drive to get to a decent concert venue.

You could buy cassettes from gas stations and catalogs.
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No. 723127 ID: b17b81

Music, how she got started with her business, and well what she likes to do with her free time. Be honest (as much as you can without giving away that you robbed a bank) if/when she asks back.
I feel like straight up asking her about sex once youve relaxed a bit would be good. She's straightforward (to a fault) and strong willed so I dont think she'll take it too badly.
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No. 723130 ID: 4ff1e6

Music is too easy and a little uninteresting. If we want to ask about vampires lets phrase the questions like this:

1. "So Marcie what was growing up here in town like?
2. "How did you start your own bakery?"
3. "I ran into the mayor today just before she came to the bakery actually, she seems nice but a bit odd."

This way we can gain some idea as to what the townsfolk think of their mayor.
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No. 723143 ID: 9232bd

>>723108
Honestly anything is worth talking except sex and work.

Talking about work is certainly a no-no this time since its the first time you get to talk to her about anything else.

Sex MAY be a good option for later, and even then you shouldn't make it super clear that you want to bone her (as much as she is dangerously naive you shouldn't risk botching the whole thing).

>>723118
Yeah. People might have called chuck a coward, bully and thief (well, he IS a thief), but NEVER a cad.
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No. 723168 ID: 15a025

Start talking about apples.
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No. 723192 ID: 163674
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723192

You start off with apples. A decent icebreaker before you get into the heavy stuff.

You: “So, no apple pie huh?”

Marcie: “What?”

You: “There’s no apple pie here or at your bakery. Isn’t that a big thing around here?”

Marcie: “I imagine. That farmer’s got the only apple grove in the county and he won’t give give up his seed.”

Marcie: “Gosh, what I wouldn’t give for some o’ his seed.”

You: “…Right. Well, I talked to him this morning, actually.”

Marcie: “You talked to him? He’s mean, right?”

You shrug.

You: “Nothin’ I ain’t seen before.”

You: “But he does seem unwilling to give up his apples.”
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No. 723193 ID: 163674
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723193

Marcie: “If the Shoppe Stoppe started carryin’ apples, I could make a mean deal of new pastries. Turnovers, crumble, brown betty, apple pan dowdy, apple strudel, apple croissant, apple vol-au-vent, apple pie, apples and biscuits a la mode, apple dumplings, baked apples with nutmeg, apple Danish, apple streusel coffee cake, apple tart, apple bread, apple muffins…”

She goes on listing pastries for longer than you would normally allow anyone to, but watching her painted-up lips flapping so happily gives you a weird feeling in your stomach. You finally interrupt.

You: “That I’d love to see. Maybe someday soon you’ll have all the apples you need.”

You wonder just how badly Marcie wants those apples.

You: “Hey, I saw the mayor today, too. She said she stopped by the bakery.”

Marcie: “Oh yeah, she picked up an almond Danish. Sure would’ve been might fine with some apples on it…”

You cut in before she loses focus thinking about apples.

You: “Did she seem kind of odd to you?”

Marcie: “Nah. Just like normal. She’s awful charismatic and I do tend to ramble on so…”

Marcie: “No, nothin’ out of the ordinary. She did ask about you, though.”

You: “What did she ask about?”

Marcie: “Oh, just how you’re doing. If you’re working hard. Don’t worry, I put in a good word for you!”
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No. 723195 ID: 08ed3a

That's good I guess, but it may also mean the mayor has her eye on us. Well actually since we are on the topic of the bakery let's both ask and flatter her.

"You know Marcie, speaking of the bakery the stuff you make is absolutely delicious! Where did you learn how to bake so good?"
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No. 723273 ID: 163674
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723273

You: “Speaking of the bakery, your stuff is delicious.”

You: “Where’d to learn to bake?”

Marcie: “Oh, just practice mostly. Food has just kind of always been in the family.”

Penny: “ORDER UP!”

Penny says this even though she is delivering the food herself.
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No. 723274 ID: 163674
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723274

Penny sets a plate in front of you, and you are assaulted by the delicious, savory smell. The country fried steak comes with a ladle of steaming gravy and a thick, crunchy breading speckled with seasonings. Next to it is a generous pile of whipped mashed potatoes with chopped scallions and black pepper, along with a mess of juicy, buttery green beans. There is a fresh-baked biscuit on the plate, too - something you’ve never seen made at Marcie’s place.

Your mouth waters and your heart races in anticipation of scarfing down this food. Is scarfing something to do on a date? Probably not. Subsisting on Ramona’s cooking has made you lust for this diner food more and more.

She sets down a sandwich in front of Marcie, sprung with greens and weighted down by a thick fillet of river catfish. On the side is a colorful slaw with a bright, tangy smell, and a small pile of French fries fresh from the oil.

Following conventional wisdom, you do not segue from apples directly to vampires.

Marcie: “What about you?”

Marcie: “Gosh, you ain’t told me a lick about yourself since you started working for me.”

This is the part of the date that you dreaded. You tend to get lewd, drink, do drugs, do anything else to avoid talking about your past. You begin eating to give yourself some time to think. You don’t really want to reveal too much for obvious reasons, but you have no idea how much is too much.


a) be honest
b) be TOTALLY honest
c) change subject
d) make up a bunch of bullshit about your past >_
e) get lewd
f) other >_
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No. 723275 ID: 6e2dec

d and e
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No. 723276 ID: 35151f

>>723274
be honest but avoid crimes or things that will ruin the mood
idly fantasize about "buttered buns"
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No. 723277 ID: dd338c

B under the guise of E.

In other words, be totally honest but only speak in innuendos.
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No. 723278 ID: f6442a

AE. Be really vague about your past while trying to make as many innuendos as you can.
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No. 723279 ID: 8d9368

>>723277
This would probably work, honestly. She has demonstrated an inability to pick up on subtext.
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No. 723289 ID: 163674
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723289

>tell the bad parts through strategic innuendo

You can probably pull that off. You think back, which is something you try not to do. You think back, and you find shame and frustration. Humiliation… public humiliation. Failure, so much… failure.

You have not wanted drugs so badly in a long time.


You: “I don’t WANT to. Why do I HAVE to??” Mom: “I’m sorry sweetie. You’re perfect. You’re just mommy’s perfect little angel. I just didn’t know you… hated mommy and daddy so much.” You: “WHAT?! No, mom, I don’t hate you or dad. Nooo, I don’t!” Mom: “Then why do you want to ruin mommy and daddy’s life?” You: “I don’t!” Mom points behind you and your heart sinks. Mom: “And don’t even THINK about crying. Remember what mommy showed you when you start to cry?” You nod, dutifully, and start to breathe in and out really hard to keep the tears back.


It is time to tell Marcie a little bit about yourself. Read thoughts of your life, then come up with sugar-coated retellings for Marcie's simple happy mind.
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No. 723290 ID: 163674
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723290

You: “I had kind of a weird childhood.”

Marcie: “lemme guess, one of those people who had to move around a lot?”

You: “Well yeah, but that’s not what made it weird”

You: “When I was eight my mom signed me up for this young stars audition”

You: “I was supposed to go sing The Rainbow Connection or some shit, but when I got on stage I knocked over the mic and it made this awful noise”

You: “So I just kind of went”
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No. 723291 ID: 163674
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723291

You: “AAAAAAAWWW Shoot!”

You: “and if you’ll imagine an eight-year-old version of me doing that after a mic feedback”

Marcie: “D’aawww…”

You: “Uh-huh, well… the crowd went nuts, and after that I became the ‘aw shoot’ kid.”

You: “I was on commercials, sitcoms, talk shows… pretty much anywhere they could run me.”

Marcie: “That’s kind of neat! You were an actor?”

You are suddenly full of regret for revealing this.

Marcie: “Well gosh, you must’ve been pretty wealthy after all that, huh?”
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No. 723293 ID: 163674
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723293

Oh… the god damn money…

You remember your parents dancing in the living room, looking at the first royalty check. After that your life became a hellish march of awkward auditions and desperate grasps at remaining culturally relevant. You started to develop a fear of desks and cameras with little lights on them and stupid curtains, because they just reminded you that you were not an actor. Just a stupid lucky kid

but your parents refused to believe that
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No. 723294 ID: 163674
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723294

Every time you had a bad audition, your dad made you stay in the trailer

a dank, smelly trailer full of boxes and shit that your parents towed behind the truck as you were traveling across country.

That became the quiet place where you could think about what you wanted to be when you grew up. Anything but an actor. At least you had plenty of money to go to college

the god damn money…
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No. 723295 ID: 163674
File 146327781030.png - (6.87KB , 500x500 , 3-99.png )
723295

Marcie: “Chuck…?”

You: “Huh?”

Marcie: “Y’all alright?”

You: “Yeah, yeah. I uh…”

You parents were gamblers. When you turned eighteen, they kicked you out of the house without two dimes to rub together. There has to be something else you can tell Marcie. Or maybe you should just like, compliment her tits.
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No. 723297 ID: 35151f

>>723295
be honest
"Bad memories, sorry."
shift topic, emphatically. ask about her!
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No. 723299 ID: 5b9f30

Say that it actually didn't end up going well, sort of that old child star story, parents weren't super great about it, you ended up living a less than great life for a while... It's not the kind of stuff you should be talking about on a nice evening like this, it'd bring things down!

Be obvious about changing subject, let her see some of that pain in there behind the smile. Chicks dig that stuff. You're setting yourself up to have a sort of a "bad boy trying to make a fresh start" set of rumours around you in this town, remember? So people will still like you while also being more likely to excuse minor skulduggery.

Ask her what her family's like. They been living here a long time?
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No. 723302 ID: bb78f2

I got lost in memories.
I didn't like being an actor, especially a child one. It sucked and the money is gone because reasons. I do whatever I can to make money, so professional jacks-of-all-trades drifter ex-child star right here. It's honestly a much more happier experience than anything I can imagine. I don't get bored, I find my fun, I meet new people, some good, some bad, some wily. I learn new skills, some good, some bad, some wily.

Only shame is that I don't make permanent connections well, but hey, you go in and out like I do my whole life since the start and that's no wonder.
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No. 723305 ID: d14190

"Sorry Marcie, just... *sigh* bad memories..."

If she shows compassion or worry maybe we can milk that, if not ask what growing up in coxwette was like?
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No. 723312 ID: 5ad4a7

>>723295
Just say that you didn't make a career out of it and your parents kept the money since you were just a kid. It's basically true but skips the bad parts.
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No. 723388 ID: 01277e

>>723295
I agree, compliment her tits. That ought to work!
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No. 723428 ID: 163674
File 146333830061.png - (7.65KB , 500x500 , 3-100.png )
723428

You: “I just never made a career out of it.”

Marcie looks puzzled.

Marcie: “You didn’t like it? Sounds like a dream job or somethin’. Well, not a dream job like bakin’, but close.”

You realize that Marcie is a Happy Person and you probably cannot explain this kind of thing to her anyway.

You: “I just went into other stuff. Just various things. Working in stores. That kind of thing.”

You: “I actually have a lot of bad memories from that. I don’t like to talk about it.”

Marcie looks puzzled again, but doesn’t really show any compassion.

Marcie: “Well one thing about bad memories is that they’re just memories.”

Marcie: “That’s the way I see it anyway. Lots of bad stuff has happened to me but I’ve whipped every bad day I ever had. Like, it seems bad in the moment, but I’m always on my feet still at the end.”

Marcie: “You know what I mean?”

You look down at your food. It’s right at the perfect eating temperature now, and the gravy hasn’t even congealed.

You: “No…”

Marcie: “Aw. Aw well.”

Penny returns to the table.
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No. 723429 ID: 163674
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723429

Penny: “How’s everything, cuties?”

You: “It’s great! Great. Thanks, Penny.”

Marcie: “Yeah Auntie, it’s good!”

Marcie: “Real good!”

Marcie: “I mean, pretty good.”

Penny raises her eyebrows.

Marcie: “I mean, there’s a certain point when you can stop kneading the bread dough”

Penny: “Pardon?”

Marcie: “Oh, nothing. I mean, YOU’RE the cook, and I’m the baker, right? That’s why you get your weekday stuff from the bakery. Right?”

Penny: “Sweetie, I know how to bake.”

Marcie: “I know! I’m sure you do!”

Marcie: “I know how to cook, too!”

Penny: “The girl who I watched use mild cheddar in her macaroni and cheese?”

Penny: “Sweetie y’all stick to the oven, why doncha.”

Marcie: “And you stick to the skillet, right? I mean, it’s delicious!”

Penny: “If the shoe fits, hon.”



Oh Jesus Christ what is happening right now
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No. 723431 ID: 6ed76d

Ah, passive-aggressive sibling rivalry. Think they're competing over you or this is just what they do all the time?
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No. 723433 ID: 22c3bf

Say that such pretty ladies shouldn't waste time fighting about such things, but if they're feeling particularly competetive you've got a very nice alternative (your DONG). Deploy your professional wink for maximum damage.
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No. 723438 ID: 08ed3a

Time to deploy ironic sexist joke!
"Girls no need to fight here, you both belong in the kitchen! Although bough if you insist on fighting..."
Then continue with >>723433
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No. 723439 ID: f1fc9a

>>723429
"cooking's an art and youre both great at different mediums."
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No. 723444 ID: b17b81

>>723428
Her basic idea is that any battle you can walk away from on your own two feet is one in which you've won. You might be down and out, but you've made it through.

>>723429
They are both masters of their craft. They are leaps ahead of you in cooking and *leagues* ahead of Ramona. (make sure to put in something that she made to show how *bad* at cooking she is. Best case we might be able to get Ramona some anonymous cooking lessons)
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No. 723445 ID: 6ed76d

>>723444
Let's not shit-talk Ramona, word gets around in small towns. If we really need to try and get anonymous lessons, we can just say that when we tried to make <X dish Ramona made>, then it turned out badly.
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No. 723481 ID: 163674
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723481

They are definitely not arguing about you.

You: “Ladies, relax. You both belong in the kitchen.”

Marcie and Penny both stop and look at you.

Penny: “Excuse me?”

You begin to sweat.

You: “Not… like that. Because you’re both masters of your crafts. Anyone else running the kitchens in this town and it’d be a far worse off place.”

To your relief, both of them smile.

Marcie: “You’re just too sweet, Chuck.”

Penny: “Yeah, talkin’ right from the heart. How about that.”

Penny: “Can I get y’all anything for dessert?”

You: “Nnnnope.”

You feel you must interject before Penny brings out some kind of pastry. You are sure that her pastries, while probably not as delectable as Marcie’s, are still very good, but you don’t want to ignite another snipping match after this one has cooled.

You: “No dessert for me at least. Plus, we’ve still got leftover welcome cake back at the bakery we need to finish off.”

Marcie gasps.

Marcie: “Oh you’re right!”

Marcie: “Chuck just loves my cake, Auntie. He’d eat it all night if I let him.”

a) actually order dessert
b) make a lewd comment
c) talk about serving liquor at the cafe
d) just go straight to the bakery for cake
e) mention supplying food to the Plath House
f) other >_
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No. 723484 ID: bb78f2

>>723481
f) Exasperate to Penny your concerns about Marcies accidental sexual puns without letting Marcie know.
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No. 723486 ID: 8d9368

Are these really accidental? Like REALLY? I'm not sure I buy it anymore.
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No. 723491 ID: 15a025

C and E.
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No. 723499 ID: f6442a

B, come on you've been holding back for so long
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No. 723505 ID: 33dd75

f) Ask Penny if Marcie's always had such a way with words.

Also ask if they keep notes of their recipes or such. You'd like to try learning a couple of dishes if they're going to be this good. (Then you can offer to cook at the Plath house some day, and maybe get a start on changing things there, subtle-like.)
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No. 723537 ID: 5ad4a7

>>723481
e, because we never brought it up even once and we should at least verify we'll need to deliver apples and/or booze first.
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No. 723547 ID: 163674
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723547

>lewd comment

You: “Yeah, I’ll eat her cake and have it too.”

Penny giggles.

Marcie: “See? Chuck loves my pastries.”

You: “It’s true. Nothin’ like some cat buns.”

Penny: “Chuck, oh lord you’re terrible”

You don’t feel the need to ask about Marcie’s phrasing choices at this point. The business matters, on the other hand…

You: “Either of you ladies considered supplying food to the Plath House? Hard to run a bed and breakfast without breakfast.”

Marcie: “Uh, nooo, you know they say that place is haunted, right?”

You: “I’ve heard rumors along those lines, yes.”

You: “But I’m the one making the deliveries anyway.”

Marcie: “Still gives me the creeps…”

Penny: “Ramona’s just the sweetest woman, but she doesn’t get out much. I doubt she’d even be open to it. You could ask her I s’pose. Don’t know if the mayor would be too happy about it, on account of the feud and all.”

Penny: “Maybe it would attract some more out-of-town visitors if the place was more presentable. You’ve sure been a barrel of monkeys, Chuck.”

You: “And there’s still the matter of the”

You make a cocktail sipping gesture, and Penny nods.

Penny: “Well you know my answer to that darn farmer’s proposition.”

Penny lowers her voice and leans in toward you.

Penny: “And if you let that man anywhere near my niece, you’re gonna wake up with a spatula up your ass. Y’hear?”
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No. 723548 ID: 35151f

>>723547
whisper back "ma'am there's only room for one scoundrel in town and I'm filling that niche just fine"
there is no way she could take that wrong
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No. 723556 ID: 595d54

>>723548
Sounds good.
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No. 723560 ID: 962104

>>723548
ideal answer, exactly this.
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No. 723561 ID: bb78f2

>>723547
I know. I'll keep an eye on her. Just don't ever talk to her about Apples, Penny, and hopefully she'll forget about them and never have a reason to wanna go. I'm a man with a chaotic heart and burgeoning wanderlust, and may not be in town forever.

Might want to slip her a note about that instead of whispering.

Speaking of the whole fued with the Plaths thing, hey you know what, screw that unless the Bakery and this Cafe is owned by her. The mayor can't throw good business under the bus over a damn fued and she don't own Penny, Marcie, OR the Plaths. If she don't watch her tone, I MIGHT run for mayor one day... though I'd rather convince someone else to do it since I think she might actually kill me and turn me into her ghoul thrall because I entertain the idea she's a vampire a bit too strongly.

Lemme tell you girls, I was talking with Sally about her ancestors, we find some old photos stuff in her attic, and there's an ancestor of the Plaths and I swear it was straight up her in the darn photo with the guy. Fun story, fun until it makes you paranoid I tell you what.
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No. 723638 ID: 7f46ee

>>723547
I agree with >>723561 , just let her forget about the apples.

Not so sure about what to do if she insists though. Lying might backfire, and telling her something like "the apple farmer is like one creepy man and that for the safety of everyone we should avoid him" or going the nuclear-nucular-fuckit route and telling "he won't give us apples unless he gets to have sex with one of the ladies from town. and judging by the way he acts and speaks about the town i'm sure it would be borderline rape. And reporting him to the police would probably result in someone being shot." is a TERRIBLE IDEA.
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No. 723641 ID: 7f46ee

>>723547
And one more point: leading marcie into unknowingly following/accepting the farmer's proposition is beyond low. Like "kicking a live baby goat into a meat grinder for 50 cents" low.

Don't do that, she is too sweet and too naive, and that guy beyond creepy.
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No. 723649 ID: 163674
File 146337345453.png - (7.21KB , 500x500 , 3-104.png )
723649

You: “There’s only room enough for one scoundrel in this town, ma’am”

You take a drink of water.

You: “And I think I’m doing just fine.”

Penny rolls her eyes, but smiles and pinches Marcie’s cheek.

Penny: “Just take good care of my sweet Marcie-pie. She’s all I got.”

Marcie: “Auntie, I’m trying to have a date here.”

Penny: “I know, I know. I’ll leave you to it.”

Penny: “Oh, and if mister Chuck makes his delivery tonight, make sure he wraps it up. You know, so it don’t get cold.”

Penny looks right at you and winks, then goes back to the kitchen.
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No. 723650 ID: 163674
File 146337347081.png - (6.04KB , 500x500 , 3-105.png )
723650

Marcie: “auntie”

Marcie calls after her.

Marcie: “Auntie, there ain’t no deliveries on the weekends. You know that!”

She rolls her eyes as well and shrugs helplessly.

Marcie: “Sometimes I swear she’s just tryin’ to get my goat.”
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No. 723656 ID: 35151f

>>723650
"I'm pretty sure she meant it as a double entendre, marcie, so she is most definitely trying to get your goat."
Straaaaaight to the point, if we don't say SOMETHING lewd we'll break character!
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No. 723659 ID: 33dd75

"Marcie, that was innuendo. She was saying that if we have sex I should use protection. It's like a joke."
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No. 723677 ID: f562b1

>>723659
This one. It's plenty direct and won't leave her guessing innocent things. But, perhaps follow it up with a shrug, "May have been in response to the scoundrel joke, but if things do go that far, then it's definitely good advice."
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No. 723682 ID: 2f5847

It's like you guys don't want to impregnate an entire town.
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No. 723697 ID: 01277e

>>723682
Like in "Tunnel of love" the goal isn't to impregnate, but to do it with every single one of them.
Plus kids would be a hassle.
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No. 723817 ID: 15a025

go in for the smooch now!
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No. 723848 ID: 163674
File 146344984146.png - (7.74KB , 500x500 , 3-106.png )
723848

You: “Marcie…”

You: “She’s not talking about an actual delivery. She’s talking about sex.”
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No. 723849 ID: 163674
File 146344986236.png - (8.73KB , 500x500 , 3-107.png )
723849

Marcie freezes and begins to sweat.

Marcie: “Sex??”

You: “Yep.”

Marcie: “You mean like… when you get naked and…?”

You: “Mmmmhm.”

Marcie: “And she’s talkin’ about you and me?”

You: “Yes’m.”

Marcie: “Gettin’ naked and”

You nod.

Marcie: “Excuse me. I’ve got to use”

Marcie: “The ladies’ room”
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No. 723850 ID: 35151f

>>723849
"Do what you gotta do, marce. I ain't judgin."
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No. 723861 ID: d14190

Looks like someone has gotten all hot and bothered... Um, you know, the way Marcie has been kind of clueless up until this... I'm fairly certain now that Marcie is a virgin.
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No. 723867 ID: 79a07e

>>723850
"You do you, Marce."
In all honesty, we understand 100%.
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No. 723870 ID: 79a07e

Also, I gotta say.
I don't even want to bang Marcie anymore. Not because I'm annoyed or anything- quite the opposite. I feel like she's too friggen adorable to do that to. She's cute, yeah, but she's just...I dunno. Her obliviousness was infuriating, but not in a way that was truly angering, more in a 'oh you sweet summer child' way.
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No. 723879 ID: bb78f2

Haha, aunts are teases, Marcie.
At least, that's what TV taught me.
Relax.
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No. 723907 ID: 8a204b

Marcie is such an innocent cinnamon roll who is too pure for this world.

I fear we may have just broke her mind.
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No. 723909 ID: 6c1b5a

>>723861
It bothers me a little that took you this long to figure out she was being earnest. But I really don't know how THIS will end, so I am full of hot air right now.
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No. 723913 ID: 01277e

>local cat too good for this world, too pure

I say smile and tell her not to get too worked up on a joke before she breaks something in the bathroom!
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No. 723920 ID: 35151f

>>723870
>not growing yet more erect at her innocence

we are going to bed that catte. we are going to show that catte a good time.
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No. 723922 ID: 5ad4a7

Ask her to please not climb out the window or something.
>>
No. 723923 ID: ea949d

"Whoa, calm down. She's just teasing you. Plus, that's not something you do on the first date...I think."
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No. 723926 ID: 2f5847

>>723922
>>723920
I second these.

However, people do need to pee on first dates.
I MEAN
While attending first dates.
Not actually ON the dates themselves. Geez!
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No. 723928 ID: 35151f

>>723926
( ͡° ʖ̯ ͡°) n-no... not on the first date. that's three months territory, at LEAST.
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No. 723933 ID: fa2191

>>723849
Just reply with something like "its just a joke, relax. and its not like i'm expecting, much less trying to force you into doing something like that. Unless you want to, that is."
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No. 724054 ID: 15a025

Tell her to take a chill pill.
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No. 724061 ID: 163674
File 146353576110.png - (6.71KB , 500x500 , 3-108.png )
724061

You: “Just a joke, Marcie.”

You: “Don’t take it too-”

She’s gone already, rushed off to the restroom. Fifteen minutes pass.
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No. 724062 ID: 595d54

>>724061
Either she's having a breakdown/masturbation session, or she dashed off. Easiest way to find out is asking Penny if the bathrooms have any windows or any other way to exit the restaurant.
>>
No. 724063 ID: a075ba

>>724061
Go check on her! It's the gentlemanly thing to do.

Also the pervy scoundrel thing to do.
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No. 724065 ID: 5ad4a7

>>724061
Go knock on the restroom door and ask if she's okay in there.
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No. 724067 ID: 007cf4

Just tell Penny you tried to explain her innuendo to Marcie and that it made her blush and run off to the restroom, and that was a quarter of an hour ago, and would she check she's all right?

It's possible that Marcie also just ran off to Penny have a chat with her.
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No. 724075 ID: f6442a

Ask Penny, if she's not too busy running her own diner, cooking for and serving her guests singlehandedly, to check if Marcie's alright, or in there at all for that matter.
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No. 724085 ID: 163674
File 146353882282.png - (10.66KB , 500x500 , 3-110.png )
724085

You walk up to the serving counter.

You: “So, uh, your joke kind of made Marcie run off.”

Penny: “Joke?”

You: “The whole ‘wrap up the delivery’ thing.”

Penny: “Ooh, that? Shucks hon, I forgot I even said it. I’m so used to Marcie not getting those things-”

You: “I kind of… explained it to her.”

Penny: “Oh. Well, she’s still in there. Only window’s too small for a child to fit through.”

You: “Are you particularly worried about her escaping?”

Penny: “She was an escape artist when she was a kid. And a teenager. Wouldn’t put it past her now.”

You: “Can you maybe go talk to her?”

Penny: “She’s fine, I’m tellin’ you. Sometime’s she just a little squeamish about that. Just go talk to her.”
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No. 724086 ID: 163674
File 146353884846.png - (9.78KB , 500x500 , 3-109.png )
724086

You knock gently on the door to the ladies’ room, feeling awkward doing so.

You: “Marce.”

You: “Marcie.”

You: “…y’alright?”

After a moment, she answers.

Marcie: “I’m fine!”

You: “You’re not sick or anything, right?”

Marcie: “Naw. Naw I ain’t sick. I’m sorry, I went and”

Marcie giggles a little bit, nervously.

Marcie: “I went and ruined our date. I don’t… I don’t want you to see me lookin’ like this, I’m sorry”
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No. 724087 ID: 35d98d

Yeah, might want to go grab penny to make sure Marcie isn't having some breakdown or anything.
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No. 724088 ID: 35d98d

"No Marcie, you haven't ruined anything but please come out so we can talk a bit? It's okay I'm not expecting... That, to happen right now I just want to make sure you are having a good time this evening."
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No. 724090 ID: 2f5847

>>724086
Reaffirm that you're having fun, but if she doesn't come out, you're going to eat her catfish.

Then realize the implications and panic.
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No. 724093 ID: 595d54

>>724088
Works.
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No. 724094 ID: f6442a

"It's alright, I won't judge."

Plus this: >>724090
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No. 724100 ID: 007cf4

Tell her it's no problem, it just seemed like an unusually strong reaction, for an attractive lady of her age these days. If there's some particular reason she's sensitive to it, well, you're not gonna ask. Her food's probably gotten pretty cool by now, though, does she want Penny to wrap it up for her to have later?
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No. 724105 ID: 163674
File 146354133662.png - (5.54KB , 500x500 , 3-112.png )
724105

You: “Nothing’s ruined, Marcie. I promise, I’m having a great time.”

You: “Come on out. Please, I wanna see you.”

You: “I’m not expecting anything, really. Just a fun-”
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No. 724106 ID: 163674
File 146354135042.png - (8.30KB , 500x500 , 3-111.png )
724106

Marcie opens the door.

Marcie: “I know It’s alright.”

Marcie: “I should probably just go home.”

You: “What?”

Marcie: “It’s just…”

She stops.

You: “Just what?”

Marcie: “Well I’m supposed to be your boss. Now you’ve seen me acting all scared and panicked ‘n’ nervous and you’ll never respect me again.”

Marcie: “And what… over nothin’.”
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No. 724109 ID: 5ad4a7

>>724106
Psh, as if this has anything to do with running a bakery. Your boss is a skilled baker. Your date is a skittish cat. Business and pleasure, quite separate.
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No. 724110 ID: 35151f

>>724106
Give the poor thing a hug, even your calloused brute heart can't leave THAT scene stand
probably
...maybe?
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No. 724116 ID: 65317a

Tell her something along the lines of "I won't tell H.R. about this if you wont. How about we forget about that joke and go enjoy some of your delicious cake together?"
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No. 724118 ID: 22c3bf

Tell her that that's not how it works and there's no need to worry, but you're more than willing to respect her in bed if she knows what you mean.

Is she still keeps not getting it, just straight up tell her you are up for some inspired boning. You're not here to play softball anyway.
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No. 724119 ID: 350a50

"Course I respect you, Marcie. You know, you're the only person I've ever told that story from before."
>>
No. 724122 ID: 2f5847

>>724110
I'm with this guy, time to step up and reassure.
In any case, her feelings aren't "Nothing".
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No. 724137 ID: b5dead

say something along the lines of, "You maybe my boss but you're also my friend, and though this whole thing is going to make a great inside joke between the two of us later it's not going to hurt my respect for you."
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No. 724138 ID: a075ba

Hey, you still got the baking skills, and I respect that!
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No. 724139 ID: 163674
File 146354486714.png - (8.31KB , 500x500 , 3-113.png )
724139

You: “I have tons of respect for anyone with the guts to”

You almost choke on the words, thinking of all the people you’ve stolen from.

You: “to run a business. Hell, I couldn’t do it, much less bake.”

Marcie: “Well thank you. I don’t really know what came over me”

Marcie: “I just got to thinking as soon as you said…”

Marcie: “You know”

You: “Sex.”

Marcie: “Uh huh.”

You: “Your auntie, well, she was just jokin’ around. I know we’ll just be laughing about this whole thing down the road, too. I hope you know I’m not expecting anything from you.”

You: “Even if I’m paying for the date, I don’t expect-”
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No. 724140 ID: 163674
File 146354487763.png - (8.57KB , 500x500 , 3-114.png )
724140

Marcie giggles, nervously but with a real smile.

Marcie: “Oh Chuck, I’ll pay for the date. Don’t you worry about that.”
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No. 724142 ID: 0a94cb

Oh, then it's what she's expecting we should be worried over, right? Pretty sure that's how it works.
>>
No. 724144 ID: 35151f

>>724142
This, but in a teasing tone. shatter that ice with a classic backsass!
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No. 724145 ID: 350a50

>>724142
Followed by a (non-suggestive) question about what she is expecting after this date. Apologize to her that you've made a mess of this, ask if she'd be willing to put up with a second date sometime.
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No. 724148 ID: 163674
File 146355019926.png - (4.30KB , 500x500 , 3-115.png )
724148

You: “Oh, so you’re saying”
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No. 724149 ID: 163674
File 146355021603.png - (4.32KB , 500x500 , 3-116.png )
724149

You: “I should be more worried about what you’re expecting, hm?”
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No. 724150 ID: 163674
File 146355024003.png - (8.95KB , 500x500 , 3-117.png )
724150

That coaxes a smile out of Marcie.

Marcie: “Mmmhm hm hm hm”

Marcie: “do you want to come eat some of my cake? hm mhmhmhm hm hm”

You share a laugh, and she seems to relax.

You: “Seriously though, I would like some of the cake”

When the bill arrives, Marcie takes a large wad of cash from her purse, tipping her aunt generously. Penny gives her a hug and a smooch.
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No. 724151 ID: 163674
File 146355025766.png - (8.77KB , 500x500 , 3-118.png )
724151

You leave the cafe with Marcie.

You: “So”

You: “What are you expecting from this?”

Marcie thinks for a bit.

Marcie: “I don’t rightly know. I s’pose.”

She tries to wipe off the rest of the makeup.

Marcie: “I guess I went crazy for a bit because I wasn’t expecting that to come up”

Marcie: “I just ain’t used to talkin’ about it so it just scares me a little bit”

You: “Aw. You never even think about it?”

Marcie turns red and looks over her shoulder.

Marcie: “Well…”

Marcie: “I’m awful embarrassed to say so. Well, gosh sometimes it’s ALL I can think about

You laugh out loud.

You: “You and me both.”

It is now dark, but still pretty warm out. Coxwette is lit by stars brighter than you’ve ever been able to see before.

a) “Want to go back to my place?”
b) “Want to go back to your place?”
c) “Let’s go to the bakery.”
d) Other >_
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No. 724152 ID: 35d98d

Well might as well be gentlemanly about it, link arms with her and walk back to her place for cake and coffee
>>
No. 724154 ID: 5ad4a7

You gotta get some of that cake, man.
>>
No. 724156 ID: 350a50

>>724152
Second
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No. 724157 ID: 22c3bf

Keep up the innuendo all the way to her place.
>>
No. 724159 ID: f6442a

First stop, C. It's where the cake is, right?
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No. 724160 ID: 79a07e

>>724152
Yeah, let's top this off sweetly.
>>
No. 724161 ID: 7a875f

In the words of the esteemed Nicholas Cage "I WANT THAT CAKE!"
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No. 724316 ID: 163674
File 146362677971.png - (11.94KB , 500x500 , 3-119.png )
724316

You lock arms with Marcie and walk across the street. The innuendo fades into the background as you and Marcie recount some of your most absurd tales.


Marcie: “…didn’t know it was like that, you know, so flammable”

Marcie: “It’s flour! Just normal flour!”

Marcie: “I had no fur on my face for six weeks! You could see on the one side where it was all burned off”

Chuck: “Yeah, something similar happened to me, but with bourbon whiskey and a butane lighter”

Chuck: “second worst birthday I had as a kid”

Marcie: “What was the worst?”

Chuck: “The first one”

Marcie coughs, then walks around the side of the bakery.

Marcie: “Best to come in the back door”

You:

You: “Heh heh heh”


She fumbles for her keys and unlocks a screen door that leads directly into the kitchen. It still smells of bread, butter, and vanilla.
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No. 724317 ID: 163674
File 146362679028.png - (9.92KB , 500x500 , 3-120.png )
724317

Marcie flips on the lights and takes what is left of your welcome cake out of the walk-in fridge. It’s a little stale by now, but still better than a lot of cakes you’ve had fresh. You don’t talk for a while, but you keep making eye contact and giggling. It almost feels like a conversation.

You’re sure glad Jimmy the Noose isn’t watching right now. You look like a total bitch pussy, but in the moment, it doesn’t seem to bother you.


a) Just talk about stuff >_
b) Gossip about the other townspeople (no one will hear you here!)
c) Flirt with Marcie
d) Try to SEDUCE (again)
e) Finish the cake and go somewhere else >_
f) Other >_
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No. 724318 ID: 89eb15

Gossip! Snoop! Get the juicy scoop!
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No. 724320 ID: c41c07

This is weird. Definitely not a normal adult relationship at all. Gossip a bit, She's got to know some things we don't that we could make use of.
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No. 724321 ID: a075ba

Fliiiiirt.

Gotta work out way back up to the seduce. (Really, if we before was any indication, we got to lead her into taking the initiate if we ant to avoid a panic attack).
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No. 724322 ID: fe65ad

Flirt
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No. 724323 ID: cc9c5d

Lets listen to some gossip for a bit. Could be useful if we ever need info on potential lays.
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No. 724324 ID: 65317a

Her aunt seemed to know about the family feud between the mayor and our dear landlady. Maybe we should try and gleam some gossip of that...while flirting of course.
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No. 724325 ID: 163674
File 146363042813.png - (87.05KB , 500x500 , 3-122.png )
724325

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No. 724326 ID: 163674
File 146363044073.png - (7.57KB , 500x500 , 3-121.png )
724326

You eat just an irrational amount of welcome cake. You’ll have to think of some hot lines to get Marcie to warm up to you. She is a business lady with a one-track mine. Like seriously exactly one track. She’s squeamish about the s-word, but seems to be opening up a little bit since the date.

For gossip, you’ll have to decide who you want to gossip or ask about.

a)Ramona
b)Ellen
c)Rachel
d)Sally
e)Penny
f)Naz
g)Rita
h)Angla
i)Lisa
j)Sophie
k)Layla
l)Susanna
m)Lisa
n)Selma
o)Davey

Alternatively, you could ask some specific questions. You are doubtful of Marcie’s credibility.
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No. 724337 ID: 35151f

>>724326
Talk about the sad stockgirl, why she so mopey all the time?
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No. 724346 ID: 5836fc

Penny! Penny! Who better to get gossip about her from?
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No. 724347 ID: 350a50

Seconding Ellen. Get the scoop. And another scoop of cake.
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No. 724355 ID: eebe01

You should gossip about Marcie and how she's intercoursing her newest employee.
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No. 724390 ID: f6442a

Elemenopies.
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No. 724401 ID: ea949d

Ellen or Penny.
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No. 724419 ID: b17b81

Ellen! Marcie's probably tried to cheer her up herself at some point.
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No. 724434 ID: 2a7417

I'm interested in some Ellen gossip, and Ramona/Susanna intrigue.
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No. 724452 ID: 15a025

Let's hear about Ellen.
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No. 724548 ID: 163674
File 146370773676.png - (7.53KB , 500x500 , 3-123.png )
724548

>Have another piece of cake.

c a k e p o c a l y p s e
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No. 724549 ID: 163674
File 146370777459.png - (6.23KB , 500x500 , 3-124.png )
724549

You: “Any idea what that Ellen is so mopey all the time?”

Marcie: “Oh I know.

Marcie: "Isn't she just the biggest Debbie Downer you ever saw?"

Marcie: "I don’t think I’ve seen that girl smile in ten years. Or ever. Least since I was a teenager.”

Marcie: “She used to be kind of a fun girl, always drawin’ cartoons and goin’ sitting by the river up there.”

You: “She wasn’t always like that?”

Marcie: “Not so far as I know. She was never the same after she started workin’ at the apple farm.”

Marcie: “Boy it sure was sweet that he let her take home a dozen apples a week, though. She always gave them to me.”
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No. 724550 ID: 5ad4a7

>>724549
...well that's dark. I think we're going to take a different approach. Get Ellen to say what happened, and if it was illegal (it likely was) we can get the police involved.
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No. 724551 ID: 08ed3a

This only reaffirms my attitude toward Farmer McAsshole. You don't think he... Did anything to her...? Don't ask Marcie that obviously, but it is something to consider for later. By the way Chuck, you don't have to eat another piece if you don't want one.

Try flirting a bit, instead saying something "well Marcie you never fail to amaze me with how good your baking is. Do you have any other amazing talents? Penny said you were one heck on escape artist as a kid. I know a few things about a quick get away a myself." This kind of adds a sense of danger and mystery about you.
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No. 724552 ID: a075ba

>>724549
...well, we're doing something awful to the horse-fucker now. Outlaw justice.
>>
No. 724553 ID: 15a025

Ask her if Farmer Assface might have done anything to Ellen.
>>
No. 724554 ID: a075ba

>>724553
Let's spare her from making that connection. It'll be worse than when we explained the sex joke.
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No. 724555 ID: 2f5847

This presents an opportunity. Let us speak with Ellen, then get into the blackmail business.
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No. 724560 ID: 79a07e

>>724552
Kinda hope we can call him that to his face.
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No. 724566 ID: 75cd0f

>>724549
Oh, fuck

I mean, we're sleazy and cheap, but that's...
That's just low
>>
No. 724585 ID: 350a50

>>724552
>>724553
This.

Ask Marcie if she'll help you talk to Ellen about it, if they knew each other when they were kids? You've been trying to cheer her up, thinking she was just a glum sort of person, but if the farmer did what it sounds like?
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No. 724594 ID: 163674
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724594

You: “You and Ellen knew each other when you were kids?”

Marcie: “Well she’s a good deal younger than me, but I remember when she was working on the farm.”

Marcie: “We weren’t best friends or anything, but I always liked her cartoons and the apples she brought by. Sometimes she was cryin’ when she got back, but I always just thought it was because of the hard work.”

Marcie: “Auntie always gave her hot soup and told me not to bother her.”
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No. 724595 ID: 163674
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724595

You: “Crying?”

You: “You don’t say.”

You suppose you’ll have to have another chat with miss Ellen Stoppe. Explaining your thoughts on this to Marcie might not be wise, considering how uncomfortable she is with playful sexuality. You can fix that, though. You just need to coax the panther out of the kitten. You’ve seen her before, so it shouldn’t be too hard.

You: “So… I can honestly say I’ve never met a better baker than you. Do you have any other amazing talents?”

Marcie: “Well, I’ve always been awful good at sneaking out of my auntie’s house.”

You: “So she mentioned.”

Marcie: “Yeah, I can get real bendy when I need to.”
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No. 724596 ID: 163674
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724596

You: “Heh heh”

You: “I bet you could put your legs all the way behind your shoulders, huh?”

Marcie: “Well sure I could, but why on earth would I ever want to do that??”
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No. 724599 ID: 5ad4a7

>>724596
Tell her you can show her but you'd have to go back to her place first. Unless she wants to do it in the kitchen.

Waggle eyebrows.
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No. 724601 ID: 8d9368

We really need to get a gun again where can we get a gun. This town freaks me out.
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No. 724603 ID: 211d83

Increase eyebrow waggling.

Then tell her that you would not mind seeing that yourself.
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No. 724604 ID: e55b17

Tell her she could fold up in a backpack and be smuggled into places.
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No. 724605 ID: eebe01

Hipthrust quietly while maintaining eye contact and waggling your eyebrows.
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No. 724607 ID: 163674
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724607

>increase waggle

You maintain that the pelvic thrusting would be too much, you do attempt to impress her with your eyebrow control. Marcie does not reply verbally, but you can tell by her expression that she is impressed.

You are open to the idea of getting another gun, and would feel a lot more comfortable if you had one. You don’t even know where to look around here for one, though. Who besides the police captain and the farmer would have a gun?
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No. 724610 ID: f6442a

Ask turtle guy. He seems very knowledgeable. And he hangs out near the train tracks for some strange reason.
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No. 724613 ID: eebe01

The first step to arming yourself is groin bonking Marcie. You could even count that as shooting practice if you know what you mean.
Maintain optimal brow waggling rate and get real close to her.
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No. 724615 ID: 0a94cb

>>724607
That fucking turtle man, man.

Unfortunately.

Also, almost certainly a gun in the Plath house somewhere.
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No. 724616 ID: b8d5aa

well, tangling with the farmer isn't going to undo anything that he did with ellen. that can come later.

let's put that on the back burner and focus on the D A T E if the mood isn't completely ruined
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No. 724621 ID: a075ba

>Who besides the police captain and the farmer would have a gun?
It's a small town. You never know who's got a gun stashed in the attic, the shed, or hidden behind the bed.

>Well sure I could, but why on earth would I ever want to do that?
If we're getting anywhere tonight, you can't push to hard. You gotta get her to initiate so she doesn't lock up like before.

Why, that all depends on what you intend to do with me, of course!
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No. 724623 ID: 8d9368

>>724616
I mean I'm not so much saying to shoot the guy as I am saying that I feel increasingly less safe in this town. Although I certainly wouldn't mind if we shot him.
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No. 724628 ID: 5f31bd

Personally, while Chuck isn't that great of a guy in the long run, you have to be a real special kind of lowlife to do what farmer horseass did, God forbid he does anything to his daughter, I mean only gal around, he's clearly more possessive of her (approaching us with a rifle is a big hint of that) and he taunted us with Ellen. I'm not opposed to dealing out our own form of street Justice.

For now, let's focus on the date, but let's begin quest "Resupply of arms." Let's get a gun. First person we can ask is the tutorial tortoise
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No. 724637 ID: 5f31bd

"All the way behind your head huh... Don't suppose you'd mind giving a demonstration?"
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No. 724650 ID: 35151f

>>724637
That's a good suggestion
let's say that
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No. 724651 ID: c8d2b2

>>724637
yes
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No. 724653 ID: 05ba9f

We are so killing that horse fucker! 'OH NO his gun """"accidentally"""" went off right in his own face!!'
Then his daughter will take over the farm and the people of the town will be there for her, including us "giggitygiggitygiggity", and then she will start supplying them with apples and us with booze. Hell maybe we could work out a way to get HIS gun.
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No. 724657 ID: 27ef2a

Introduce a very pregnant cutie, whom recently lost her husband to "things" and could really use some help around the house.
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No. 724668 ID: cd90cb

>>724653
This sounds like a solid plan. Let's kill farmer Fuckface.
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No. 724675 ID: 595d54

>>724653
>>724668
Yes, bank robbery isn't bad enough, let's add murder to the list. I'm sure everyone will be so impressed by our defense that we didn't like him that they'll totally forgive us of both crimes.
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No. 724682 ID: 15a025

How about we blast his apples off his stubby tree.
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No. 724685 ID: 3af16b

>plotting to kill a man off vague insinuations
how do you function like this
we're gonna PRANK him, not kill him, and even then only after we talk to the poor girl about what happened.

not thinkin with your dick also includes not letting testosterone rule your decisionmaking, cmon
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No. 724686 ID: 595d54

>>724685
But my FEELINGS were SLIGHTLY BRUISED :((((((
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No. 724688 ID: 08ed3a

Or maybe if we can get Ellen to tell us what happened we can go the police and get him arrested? That might be easier.
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No. 724703 ID: f6442a

>>724686
So get an ice pack.

>>724688
If we could get her to go to the police about it without her having to tell us, I think that would be best.
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No. 724705 ID: 4e63fa

Ask Marcie what's gun control like in this part of the woods.

If she seems kinda uncomfortable or suspicious about the topic, flex your pitiful muscles for the 'gunshow'.
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No. 724707 ID: 4e63fa

>>724595
>Explaining your thoughts on this to Marcie might not be wise, considering how uncomfortable she is with playful sexuality.

Maybe that's exactly WHY she's like that. It's possible that she had experienced something that she later repressed from memory.
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No. 724710 ID: a075ba

>>724685
Actually, no, I'm pretty fine with killing someone if he abused a position of authority to sexually abuse a kid. A retaliatory prank is not sufficient outlaw justice.

The only part of that I agree with is we'd need better confirmation than we've got so far before we act. But we're a criminal, and we were pretty much planning to fuck him over for being a prick anyways. It doesn't take much to escalate that.
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No. 724712 ID: 05ba9f

sorry i fuck up

What I was trying to say was if there was rape we're killing the guy and making it look like an accident, if he was just an asshole to her then we steal his gun and stash it somewhere for later.
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No. 724716 ID: 15a025

If we're going the prank route we should consult Naz for some help with it.
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No. 724720 ID: 350a50

>>724710
That's more or less my plan, personally. Get closer to Ellen and get her to confide what really happened first. From there decide on our course of action.

>>724596
You know, this is probably the first real personal connection you've had in a long time. You actually opened up and shared some vulnerabilities with this one.

Maybe be careful not to push to hard and scare Marcie away.
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No. 724730 ID: 98ff64

>>724653
+1
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No. 724732 ID: f6442a

>>724730
-1

Push it from your mind right now anyway. Date date date.
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No. 724771 ID: 398fe1

>>724607
Ask if she wants to go back to her place. Or just do it in the kitchen.
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No. 724773 ID: 595d54

>>724771
Nah.
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No. 724774 ID: 398fe1

>>724773
What should we do instead then? All you've done is gone "no don't do that". What do you want to do?
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No. 724775 ID: 595d54

>>724774
Enjoy shitposts, mostly. For real, though, I thought that a bunch of other guys had already made valid suggestions about not ruining this by going too far and finding out what the farmer actually did, and that echoing them wouldn't add anything useful.

So basically I agree with taking this a bit slower than usual and investigating the farmer's past actions.
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No. 724806 ID: 163674
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724806

You lean back in your seat, upset by your homicidal thoughts. You’ve left a few people roughed up, but you’ve never actually had to shoot anyone. You’d consider a robbery that left anyone dead to be a colossal failure. You don’t have enough basis to convince yourself that this horse even deserved to be hurt, much less die, but you hope this whole thing with Ellen isn’t what it looks like.

Marcie: “Chuck?”

Marcie: “Somethin’ wrong? You stopped wagglin’.”

You: “Nah, nothing’s wrong. Sick from the sugar.”

Marcie: “Oh I know, I’ve never seen anyone eat cake like that”

You come to realize that you have opened up to Marcie in a way you haven’t with anyone else. Should you be concerned about that?
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No. 724807 ID: 163674
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724807

You look back at her again. Maybe you should end this date.
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No. 724809 ID: eebe01

Say there's one more "cake" you'd like to eat, looking at her poignantly. Add weight to your words with strategic brow waggling.
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No. 724810 ID: 36295c

>>724807
Nah, look at that face. Smile and tell her that you were just thinking of how being able to put your ankles above your head is a really useful skill, and when she asks why, demonstrate for her by saying "I'll show you." before folding her over backwards with a playful, predatory leer.

A nervous but eager girl like her needs a confident touch, and this night shouldn't end on a dour note.
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No. 724813 ID: d721d1

Naaaah, it's fiiiine. Keep on gossiping.
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No. 724821 ID: 2f5847

Let the record show I'm in favor of arming Chuck against real external dangers, not for him to play a goddam vigilante.
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No. 724827 ID: 398fe1

Ok sure end it. With sex.
>>
No. 724828 ID: f6442a

Don't quit now, I'm sure you can make it to dessert.
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No. 724831 ID: 35151f

>>724807
Do not attempt to sex that catte yet, she's clearly got something going on there.
Maybe ending it would be good, but definitely do this again sometime. That was nice, even with all the reminiscing on the bad-times.
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No. 724840 ID: eebe01

>>724831
No, sexe that catte already. That's what it's there for.
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No. 724843 ID: 595d54

Nah, no sex. Have some gossip instead.
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No. 724844 ID: 101881

>>724807
I feel that its not THE right time for sex, so don't force it. Keep going with the fun times for now.

But either way you are on the right track to sexy time land. And maybe with more feelings besides arousal going on.
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No. 724846 ID: 7a875f

Yeah let's gossip it up some more.
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No. 724866 ID: 584e28

>>724807
You should. We can't really get more OOC
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No. 724868 ID: 15fae4

>>724806

kill him

fucking kill him

don't be a bitch charl
>>
No. 724875 ID: 4e63fa

"Marcie, why are you sweeter than the cakes you make?"

>>724868
How about no? Misguided vigilantism won't help matters. If anything, his daughter's life will get even more fucked up.
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No. 724878 ID: 15fae4

>>724875

KILL THE HORSE
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No. 724880 ID: 93a458

Yea!! >>724844
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No. 724883 ID: 49f18e

We should find out more about the situation from Ellen, Marcie seems really good at accidentally implying things, no reason to jump the gun(literally in this case).

maybe talk to penny as well, she seemed to know something about horse man.
Even if your fears are confirmed, reporting it to the police should be the next step.

If the police already know, and have done nothing, or intend to do nothing.
then and only then is it time for vigilante justice.
>>
No. 724887 ID: 350a50

>>724875
This. No seduction yet, this one needs time, just give her a compliment.

Then gossip a bit about the police. Try to get a read on how they operate around here.
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No. 724888 ID: 595d54

>>724878
Quit spamming.
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No. 724898 ID: 813bc6

No killing! If we have to do something, do it in a way that won't attract police attention on us or anything.
>>
No. 724899 ID: 15a025

Give her your sugar
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No. 724912 ID: 163674
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724912

>feelings other than arousal

As a man, you have no feelings. Arousal isn’t a feeling, it’s a way of life. You put on the easy kind of smile for when you don’t really feel like smiling.

You: “Marcie, I’ve had a great evening. The best I can remember.”

Marcie: “Oh…”

Marcie: “Well, is it over already?”

You: “The evening is all that’s over.”

Marcie rubs her arm.

Marcie: “I suppose I should rest up for work, then.”

You: “I’ll be sure to stop by in the morning.”

She smiles.



You: “So, how about a kiss?”
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No. 724913 ID: 163674
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724913

Marcie: “A kiss? Gosh…”

Marcie’s response sounds almost rehearsed, as if she had been waiting for you to ask.

She presents her cheek.


You: “Guess again.”
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No. 724914 ID: 163674
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724914

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No. 724915 ID: eebe01

What she's been waiting for is you to ravish her. With your dick. Escalate right away.
>>
No. 724916 ID: 15a025

Tell her that's just the appetizer. Then ask if she'd ready for the main course.
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No. 724918 ID: b17b81

I'd say leave her with that memory to think on. We wouldn't want to overstimulate the poor thing.
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No. 724920 ID: 8ec390

Always leave 'em wanting more.
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No. 724922 ID: 7202f3

>>724920
ye
>>
No. 724923 ID: eebe01

>>724920
And you do that by giving them the D so they'll know what to want more of.
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No. 724925 ID: b8d5aa

i think a kiss is a good note to end the date on! wish her a good night and go back to the plath place.
>>
No. 724926 ID: 595d54

Let her take the lead. If she wants more, provide it. If she doesn't or she's not sure, now's a fine time to end it.
>>
No. 724948 ID: 15f039

Go home now. No rush.
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No. 724951 ID: fafe46

>>724926
yeah
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No. 724984 ID: 163674
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724984

Marcie:




Marcie: “Well gosh I can’t wait for work tomorrow.”

You think that playing the slow game would be best. If she’s chasing you, the whole thing’s in the pocket. The only thing left to do is figure out where you want to go tonight. It’s almost 8PM.
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No. 724986 ID: 398fe1

8 PM isn't particularly late, but I think all the stores are closed. Hmm. How about we go looking for the ghost's letter?
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No. 724993 ID: 2f5847

>>724986
Begs the question, though. What would be open? Marcie's? Gas Station?

Does this town have a bar?
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No. 724994 ID: 595d54

>>724993
The only source of booze was apparently the farmer so I doubt there's a bar.
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No. 724997 ID: 163674
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724997

You say goodbye to Marcie. She is happy.

Unfortunately there is no bar in town, as alcohol is illegal apparently in this entire god-forsaken county. You were only able to get into Marcie’s bakery because she unlocked the door, and the café is probably closing up before long. Coxwette is a sleepy town that closes up shop early, by the looks of things.

a) go back to the Plath House
b) show up at someone’s house
c) break into something
d) go to the woods
e) other >_
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No. 725000 ID: f6442a

That bored, huh?
Let's go up to the roof!
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No. 725002 ID: af186c

lets go inawoods
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No. 725008 ID: 442e4f

Woods seem spoopy. Lets do that.
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No. 725014 ID: 163674
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725014

You walk westward behind the bakery, past the looming fence surrounding the warehouse. The woods are made up of twisted, old-growth oak trees and little underbrush. The moonlight barely penetrates the thick canopy. You swear there is something out there, but it’s hard to tell.
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No. 725015 ID: 2f5847

Does anyone know where to find the turtle?

I don't think we should aimlessly wander in the woods, but if there's something going on there, sure.
>>
No. 725016 ID: fafe46

is that turtle dude digging something
>>
No. 725017 ID: f6442a

Is it wabbit season? Just watch a little, as inconspicuously as possible.
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No. 725021 ID: 163674
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725021

You watch for a bit. If anything was there, it is gone now.

>enter the woods
>turn back to Coxwette
>other >_
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No. 725023 ID: f6442a

>turn back to Coxwette
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No. 725024 ID: eff5a7

I swear those looked like Naz's eyes
>>
No. 725025 ID: 2f5847

We probably need a flashlight if we're going to make a habit out of this. Maybe one of our acquaintances would have one to borrow.
>>
No. 725027 ID: 398fe1

Engaging NIGHTVISION, I can see a rabbit with a bag. Also, the background changes after they disappear.

Go check it out!
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No. 725030 ID: b8d5aa

if you are feline don't you have decent night-vision?

let's explore the forest. all you have to lose is your life, and i am willing to risk that.
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No. 725058 ID: 163674
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725058

bitch you ain’t got nightvision

Sure would have made robbing houses a lot easier. Will you enter the woods or go back?
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No. 725059 ID: f6442a

Turn back... Turn back...
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No. 725061 ID: c22069

Head into the Spoopy Woods, engage Nightmare Vision.
>>
No. 725062 ID: eebe01

You are not equipped for this, you'd need a gun and a flashlight at least, preferably night vision goggles. Go back and enter your wood into someone instead.
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No. 725069 ID: 2f5847

gopher it. We could use a little more background thrills and chills.
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No. 725072 ID: b8d5aa

if you have no night vision and are totally unequipped except for a juicy wad of cash then just make your way back to the plath place.

that would be the REASONABLE thing to do. but are you REASONABLE or are you OUT TO HAVE A GOOD TIME?
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No. 725074 ID: 163674
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725074

You take the reasonable head back into Coxwette for now. As you are walking through the town square, you notice that there are no street lamps. With the stores closed, the only light comes from the moon and the surrounding residential homes. If you ever want to explore the woods in the future, you will probably to revisit them with a flashlight.
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No. 725075 ID: 0a94cb

Good thing ghosts aren't real.
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No. 725085 ID: ae73cb

>>725074
Walking through a small, strange town in the middle of the night is not a scenario known for ending well.
Here's a list of things that may try to kill you.
>Mugger
>Serial Killer
>Werewolf
>Vampire
>Demon
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No. 725087 ID: 350a50

Head back to the Plath House for now.
>>
No. 725088 ID: 237eb2

Yeah I'd get back to the Plath House, when you get there, check and see if a scarf is on any of the doors, maybe Sally is in the mood, or maybe Ramona is, who knows?
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No. 725089 ID: 398fe1

Let's go back to the House and maybe try finding that letter.
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No. 725090 ID: 163674
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725090

Yes. It is indeed a good thing that neither ghosts nor vampires are real. You walk briskly back to the Plath House.
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No. 725091 ID: 163674
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725091

Sally is on one of the sofas, wearing a dark night gown and drowsily reading a novel. She has no makeup on, and looks recently showered.

a) “Oh, hi Sally.”
b) “Hey beautiful.”
c) Ask about the letter
d) Leave her be and go to bed
e) Other >_
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No. 725092 ID: 350a50

"That dry, huh?"
>>
No. 725093 ID: 237eb2

Hey there beautiful, had a good evening?
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No. 725094 ID: 9a38f9

>>725092
good line, that
>>
No. 725095 ID: 5a893f

D) Let sleeping dogs lie
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No. 725096 ID: 65317a

Go with A) her mother might hear B.
>>
No. 725097 ID: b8d5aa

don't pester her, but ask her, in passing, how her day went, and exchange pleasantries.
>>
No. 725109 ID: 2f5847

>>725092
>>725094
No sense letting it go to waste
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No. 725110 ID: a788b7

>>725091

Ask why the mayor wants to keep people out of the catacombs
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No. 725123 ID: 05ba9f

>>725092

Er back to the whole rape thing, her painting entitled 'Memories' just became a whole lot more disturbing.
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No. 725132 ID: b17b81

>>725123
I'm not too sure. I might be reading it wrong, but she seemed sad/upset that the painting was considered creepy. If she was trying to make the painting be uncomfortable for the viewer(cause she was uncomfortable with her past) she wouldn't have shied away from it being said as such.

As is I want the dude to pay if he did something to her, but I don't think murder is an appropriate response, and I don't think just a prank will make up for it. This is actual police territory.

Let's let up on it for now though; it's harshed the mood enough for one day.
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No. 725147 ID: 15a025

Let's head to bed. It's been a pretty long and hard day for you Chuck. Tomorrow seems like it's going to be pretty eventful as well.
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No. 725200 ID: 163674
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725200

You smile at Sally, but do not disturb her. She’s having trouble holding her head up and will probably sleep on the couch for at least most of the night. You take a shower and lie down in bed, but sleep does not come right away. It has been a long and upsetting day that has left you a lot to think about. Your date with Marcie was more enjoyable than you expected, but you keep finding yourself thinking of the catacombs and of Ellen.
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No. 725201 ID: 163674
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725201

You eventually fell asleep, though. It was full of restless dreams, but it was technically sleep.

It is Sunday, and again you are free to go about the town.

a) make a meeting with the mayor
b) visit Ellen
c) visit Marcie
d) visit someone else >_
e) stay in the Plath House
f) Other >_
>>
No. 725204 ID: 15a025

B.
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No. 725205 ID: b8d5aa

if you visit ellen and ask her about the farmer right away, she will know marcie told you about it

if you visit marcie, it will be kind of desperate

do the people of this town do church on sundays? are they religious at all?
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No. 725209 ID: 2f5847

>>725205
There is no church in town. It's… odd.

Go find Turtlebert, to ask about armaments. Oh and purchase a flashlight somewhere.
>>
No. 725210 ID: 398fe1

If you don't talk to Ellen you're just going to keep thinking about it.

B
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No. 725214 ID: 237eb2

Day plan:
1. Go find tutorial turtle over by the train tracks and ask him about where someone can get a firearm around town.
2. Pay Ellen a visit, make sure she's okay and let her know we are concerned about her, just talk it over and make sure she is okay and she has a friend.
3. If we have time... How about we go see Naz and "rehearse" our little performance.
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No. 725215 ID: f6442a

A
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No. 725216 ID: 163674
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725216

You never really hear anyone talk about church. For a small southern town, this does strike you as extremely odd. You can’t complain, though, as you always hated church. You could go buy a flashlight to get into the woods, but that would of course mean talking to Ellen at the Shoppe Stoppe. You haven’t seen that annoying turtle since last week, so maybe you could find him again.

You get out of bed, brush your teeth, and walk down one of the Plath House’s over-the-top oak staircases. Ramona is downstairs.

a) talk to Ramona
b) just leave for the train station
c) other >_
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No. 725217 ID: a788b7

>>725216

C: Run by Marcie's store, since she said she was looking forward to work tomorrow last night and she might actually be open on sunday and she might still fire you if you miss it.
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No. 725218 ID: 237eb2

Might as well get this ball rolling, just give Ramona "a good morning" and be on your way. And since we were going to talk to Ellen anyway, getting a flashlight will give us more of a reason to go. But first let's head down to the train station.
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No. 725220 ID: 237eb2

>>725217
First things first of course, let's do this then go to the train station
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No. 725221 ID: 15a025

B.
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No. 725222 ID: 163674
File 146395661482.png - (4.15KB , 500x500 , 3-144.png )
725222

You’ll go to the train station and the bakery, but you’ll stop by the train station first since it is closer to the Plath House. You have never stopped to take a decent look at this part of town. The station is a single platform, devoid of life. You have never actually SEEN a train stop here. The one that you jumped out of just rolled right past as if the platform didn’t even exist.

There is no sign of Harold Pal.
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No. 725223 ID: 237eb2

Is there a front desk person who might know where he is?
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No. 725224 ID: 211d83

Chuck you know what this means right? Spooky town with weird people and you suddenly start feeling feelings? This is purgatory Chuck. You died when you jumped out of that train.

So go check for the broken remains of your body next to the tracks.

And then go search the station for clues.
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No. 725232 ID: 163674
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725232

There’s no one manning the train platform. It’s just empty. You go beyond the station to about the spot you jumped from last week, and there are no bodily remains to be found. The spot where you landed still has some flattened grass, but that's about it. The tracks extend out of sight, but otherwise there is nothing out there.

You can feel a light wind, but it’s as quiet as a closet. This country-ass town is far out in the sticks.
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No. 725234 ID: f6442a

Look for an arrivals schedule at the station. This place is silent, but it's not very hilly.
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No. 725235 ID: 35151f

>>725232
This'd be a good place to come out and catch our breath, methinks.
Let's head on for the forest then, now that it's light. It's sunday, I don't RECALL us having anything to do, so let's explore
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No. 725250 ID: 237eb2

Huh, head to where we jumped off maybe Harold is around there? If not might as well get on to the bakery maybe we can ask Marcie where we can find the turtle
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No. 725251 ID: 163674
File 146396265571.png - (7.35KB , 500x500 , 3-146.png )
725251

The only thing resembling a schedule seems to be in windblown disrepair. You can’t make out the times.

You call out for Harold. He doesn’t seem to be around right now.

a) woods
b) bakery
c) other >_
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No. 725253 ID: 398fe1

Might as well go look in the woods where you saw the rabbit.
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No. 725259 ID: 163674
File 146396379113.png - (24.38KB , 500x500 , 3-148.png )
725259

You go back to the woods, entering through the same spot that you did last night. The daylight does little to make it less eerie, as it is about as quiet as the train tracks to the north. Still, you can at least see this time.

It doesn’t look like there’s anyone out here, but you could still explore deeper if you wish.
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No. 725263 ID: 237eb2

We're going to be late, let's get to the bakery. We'll come back to the woods once we are more prepared.
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No. 725273 ID: 90f3c0

You're already out here, might as well look a bit deeper before you turn back.
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No. 725275 ID: 15a025

We should probably get going. We don't want to be late.
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No. 725279 ID: 398fe1

Guys we don't have anywhere to be late to. It's sunday! Bakery doesn't deliver on the weekend.

>>725259
Go check out the spot he was standing in.
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No. 725284 ID: b5be75

May as well take a quick look in the forest while we're here and it's light.
>>
No. 725285 ID: 0a94cb

Eh, forests are boring. Death to all mystery!
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No. 725288 ID: 65317a

Well unless we changed our minds about meeting with the mayor. The bakery should be our next stop. Need to make it look like the date didn't change anything.
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No. 725290 ID: 163674
File 146396855161.png - (94.46KB , 500x500 , 3-151.png )
725290

You decide to walk deeper into the woods. The trees are larger and older here, and there is a vague trail hewn in the underbrush. There is no one here, and the spot where you thought you saw someone last night harbors no evidence.

It doesn’t look like there’s anyone out here, but you hear what sounds like a faint bugle or some kind of horn. It might have been a bird or an elk or something, though.
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No. 725295 ID: 237eb2

A bugle? Maybe someone is hunting out here and they are using a bugle to signal to their partner?
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No. 725312 ID: f6442a

Follow the tooting horn.
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No. 725338 ID: 163674
File 146397436415.png - (92.97KB , 500x500 , 3-152.png )
725338

You keep walking. The source of the sound is difficult to trace. Sometimes it seems to grow fainter even as you move closer to it, only to crop up in a completely different direction. It doesn’t stop you, though. Over time, you do feel like you are getting closer to the source.

Training your ears on the distant sound nearly distracts you from something disturbing the immaculate silence directly around you.

There is a sound, and it is close. VERY close. You hear…
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No. 725339 ID: 163674
File 146397437691.png - (4.81KB , 500x500 , 3-154.png )
725339

breathing
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No. 725340 ID: 163674
File 146397438433.png - (41.85KB , 500x500 , 3-153.png )
725340

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No. 725342 ID: 35151f

OH SHIT IT'S THE KKK
WHEEL AROUND AND DECK THAT RACIST IN THE FACE LIKE THE DASHING ROGUE YOU ARE
>>
No. 725345 ID: 13ac27

You may want to start running about now.
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No. 725346 ID: 13ac27

You may want to start running about now.
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No. 725352 ID: fac1d0

Punch that racist, scream like a pansy, and run.
>>
No. 725353 ID: 237eb2

Inb4 deliverance man on man rape
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No. 725355 ID: fa7d7f

SHIT YOUR PANTS!!!
>>
No. 725359 ID: f6442a

"Well, are you going to say hello?"
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No. 725362 ID: 163674
File 146397628709.png - (7.44KB , 500x500 , 3-155.png )
725362

You whirl around with a right hook, like any reasonable person would when sneaked up on. It misses.

You: “Jesus Christ dude!”

██: “The Lord’s name, you utter and on the Sabbath.”

██: “Old Scratch, a fiend will meet his just end.”

His voice sounds like it is coming out of an old tape recorder, and you can’t see anything moving beneath his ridiculous KKK sheet.
>>
No. 725364 ID: 211d83

Yank the sheet off.
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No. 725365 ID: 35151f

>>725362
"I'm a scoundrel, but I sure as hell ain't hellbent yet. Quit the spooky bullshit and take off the kkk robes."
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No. 725368 ID: f6442a

Are you a preacher? Not much of a flock to tend innawoods.
>>
No. 725375 ID: 05ba9f

Look out Chuck! I hear banjos!
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No. 725380 ID: 398fe1

>>725362
Tell him at least you were brought up in a town with a church. He a preacher? What's with Coxwette not having a chruch?
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No. 725382 ID: 163674
File 146397873314.png - (6.02KB , 500x500 , 3-157.png )
725382

>yank off sheet

You: “Take that thing off you racist fuck!”
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No. 725383 ID: 163674
File 146397875432.png - (53.40KB , 500x500 , 3-156.png )
725383

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No. 725384 ID: f6442a

Hello Padre, goodbye Padre
runrunrun
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No. 725385 ID: 211d83

Did someone put a radio in a old corpse to scare people? Check to see if its on wheels.
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No. 725386 ID: 93244f

that's not a KKK member.
That's an eldritch horror.
>>
No. 725387 ID: 398fe1

>>725383
aaaaAAAAAAAAA

wait are you being pranked again? Or are you fucking DREAMING?

Run away for a few seconds and look back to see if it's chasing. Pinch self.
>>
No. 725388 ID: 35151f

>>725383
hahaha, oh man.
That's good.
Carefully put the sheet back on and slowly back away.
>>
No. 725389 ID: b1960b

>>725383
NO ME GUSTA
ESCAPATE
>>
No. 725391 ID: 8ec390

Hey kids, wanna see a dead body?

This had better be some sick joke.
>>
No. 725392 ID: 90f3c0

It's probably just the old double layer costume trick. Try yanking off it's "skin". What could possibly go wrong?
>>
No. 725397 ID: 2f5847

Your fingerprints are on the sheet. It might be time to to scamper back to town and inform the police.
>>
No. 725398 ID: 350a50

That looks like it was carved out of wood.
>>
No. 725399 ID: 595d54

Push the wooden prop over. "Hi, Naz."
>>
No. 725400 ID: b8d5aa

¡largate!
>>
No. 725401 ID: 8d7722

runrunrunrunRUNRUNRUN

RUN!
>>
No. 725402 ID: b17b81

Trip the corpse with the sheet/cloak. (then run)
>>
No. 725403 ID: 163674
File 146398115749.png - (8.14KB , 500x500 , 3-161.png )
725403

You: “Nice try, Naz. Seriously, it’s a great costume, but I can hear the tape recorder.”




██: “ Our father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name


██: “ Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on earth such as in heaven
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No. 725404 ID: 163674
File 146398118933.png - (253.27KB , 500x500 , 3-158.png )
725404

You: “NAZ”

You: “NAZ GOD DAMN IT”

You break into a run, but feel a nip in your back. Over the sounds of your running and struggling, the creature’s voice is calm and grainy.


██: “ Give us this day our daily bread

██: “ forgive us our misdeeds as we forgive those who do us wrong

██: “ lead us not into temptation

██: “ DELIVER US FROM EVIL. OLD SCRATCH, BE GONE FROM THESE WOODS. AME-
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No. 725405 ID: 163674
File 146398120254.png - (14.99KB , 500x500 , 3-159.png )
725405

CRACK

You are momentarily deafened by a catastrophic noise that shakes the trees. The oppressive grip over your limbs and head loosens. When you look up, the thing is gone.
>>
No. 725406 ID: 163674
File 146398121244.png - (8.09KB , 500x500 , 3-160.png )
725406

>>
No. 725407 ID: 398fe1

>>725406
WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT
>>
No. 725408 ID: 2f5847

This is gonna be awkward.

My suggestion? Thank him for saving our life, and try real hard not to give him a reason to regret it.
>>
No. 725410 ID: 595d54

"Uh... thank you, sir. Do you know what that was? I thought it was a prank a friend of mine might have set up."
>>
No. 725411 ID: 35151f

>>725406
gesture wildly at dessicated corpse creature
"WHAT"
>>
No. 725412 ID: 13ac27

I wonder if this is what he was referring to when we first saw him, and he said we didnt look like a "clergy man".
>>
No. 725414 ID: 163674
File 146398245253.png - (6.59KB , 500x500 , 3-162.png )
725414

You: “H-hah”

You: “Fuck, holy shit”

You: “Thank you, I thought I was gonna die”

Davey: “Yeah well, you probably woulda.”

You: “What was that thing?”

Davey: “Fuck if I know. I ain’t seen one in damn near fifteen years.”

You: “Nothing! I was just walking around. You’ve seen these before?”

You: “And what were you doing out here?”
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No. 725415 ID: 163674
File 146398247033.png - (7.61KB , 500x500 , 163.png )
725415

Davey: “Followin’ you.”

You: “Why?!”

Davey: “Cause you’re on my land, dipshit.”

You: “Sorry. Sorry, I’ll leave. Right now.”

You: “But… what… Jesus Christ. Why is that thing HERE?”

Davey: “I just said I ain’t got a clue. Gun don’t kill ‘em, neither. Scares em bad, but it don’t kill ‘em.”

Davey: “Now git before I have a misfire.”
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No. 725416 ID: 35151f

>>725415
"Ok no, there's ghosts at the plath house, I'm PRETTY CERTAIN the mayor's a vampire, I'm learning that there's SOMETHING up with you and Ellen, and now I've been attacked by something out of a horror movie. What the HELL IS this place? Is this shit what you meant when you called the townsfolk weirdos earlier?"
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No. 725417 ID: 0a94cb

Git.

Then assess the state of your back. Looks like that thing shot some kind of spikes on tethers our of its weird chest holes? Gross.
>>
No. 725419 ID: a788b7

>>725416

Hey let's not start accusing the guy with a smoking gun telling us to get off of his land before he shoots us of doing improper things with a child.

That sounds like a really, really, REALLY fucking stupid idea.

Just bail.
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No. 725420 ID: 398fe1

>>725414
Check out your back. Keep anything left over from the creature as evidence.

>>725416
Oh my god don't talk to him anymore and don't mention Ellen.
>>
No. 725421 ID: a22f87

uh, before you freak out some more... there is something in your back... you might want to get it off before it does something weird and/or harmful to you.
>>
No. 725422 ID: 15fae4

NEW new plan

start forging silver bullets this town clearly needs some anti-paranormal activism
>>
No. 725424 ID: 2f5847

>>725416
Let's not look a horse gift in the mouth. We really shouldn't bring up his past where our body wouldn't be found.

What happened 15 years ago? And why is it starting again?
>>
No. 725427 ID: 350a50

>>725416
No.

Thank the man and make your exit.
>>
No. 725429 ID: 163674
File 146398373266.png - (6.11KB , 500x500 , 3-164.png )
725429

As much as you want to know the answers to all these things, asking Davey a string of long-winded questions right now seems like a sure way to get shot. You sprint back to Coxwette without stopping for anything else. Now that you notice the strange things hanging out of your back, they start to sting badly. You pull them out.
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No. 725430 ID: 163674
File 146398374869.png - (5.25KB , 500x500 , 3-165.png )
725430

It looks like some kind of syringe or dart, but made of… you don’t really know how to describe it. Organic stuff.

The limp tubing hanging from the back is made of veiny, bluish tissue that resembles intestines. The barrel of the syringe portion looks like flesh, and the needle looks to be made from thin bone. You have never seen anything like this before.

Where will you go?

>_
>>
No. 725431 ID: 0a94cb

Ew alien tampon
>>
No. 725432 ID: a22f87

so you're saying it pumped something into you... you should see a doctor dude.
>>
No. 725433 ID: 35151f

>>725430
is there a hospital? because this seems like time for a hospital
>>
No. 725434 ID: 398fe1

>>725430
DOCTOR
>>
No. 725435 ID: 398fe1

If you don't know where a doctor is go ask Marcie.
>>
No. 725436 ID: 2f5847

Marcie or Penny would probably have a first aid kit.

I have a sudden feeling the dogcops will be less then helpful, now that we have no evidence.
>>
No. 725437 ID: 350a50

Go to Ramona.
>>
No. 725438 ID: 584e28

>>725430
Doctor
Immediately
Also hold that thing dear to your chest since it's your only hope to be believed by anyone
>>
No. 725439 ID: 0a94cb

Ramona might know stuff about creepy things?

Or hyena chick might know first aid.
>>
No. 725442 ID: 398fe1

>>725436
Well I mean the fleshy syringes are pretty good evidence of something.
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No. 725444 ID: 595d54

If it looks like intestines, decent chance it's some sort of digestive fluid, probably acid or enzymes, given it was talking about its daily bread. The intense stinging would support enzymes or some such. It probably can't kill you just with this, but it can fuck your back up. Enzymes tend to degrade in heat and improper pH. Try getting something hot and find out whether it's acidic, alkaline, or netural. Then apply the opposing pH.
>>
No. 725445 ID: 595d54

Specifically, rags or towelettes soaked in boiling water and vinegar or whatever laid on the wounds might help. The vinegar should wait until you're sure about the pH, though.
>>
No. 725447 ID: 2f5847

I guess Ramona makes more sense then walking down main street in such a state.

I suspect the syringe is to make us resist less, as the thing seemed more than capable of dealing the killing blow.

>>725442
Sure, just not a six foot tall monster quoting scripture in the woods.
>>
No. 725448 ID: f6442a

Go to the police station.
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No. 725450 ID: 40beb7

A regular doctor isn't going to know about stuff like this. You want first aid, but the only places you're likely to find a kit are a large, public building, like the school, town hall or library. That'll do for your immediate needs, but if you want to find out if you're in any further danger, or if you want to find out more about that thing, the only person in town who I think might know would be...

... the mayor.

There's probably still time to make an appointment.

That fleshy thing will probably start to decay quickly. Find a camera to take a photo of it, and get it into, like, a sandwich bag with some ice. You'll need evidence.
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No. 725452 ID: c22069

Its possible that rather then injecting you with something it was trying to suck vital fluids from you. Does it look like its leaking blood it was trying to siphon out of you or is it some other fluid entirely? That creature might have been some kinda of Vampiric Thrall that sucks victims of all their blood.

Go to Ramona, she might know more about weird folklore stuff and be able to give you first aid or direct you to a doctor. Don't let anyone take that flesh tube from you and keep it, its all the evidence you have.
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No. 725456 ID: 35151f

>>725450
hm
yo actually
that's a good idea, risky but I LIKE it.
+1 for "let's go see the mayor instead of a doctor because tgchan makes good decisions"
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No. 725466 ID: 65317a

The map didn't show a hospital, nor have we met a doctor. We should probably go to Ramona first. See if she can help or at the very least tell us about that.
>>
No. 725470 ID: 2f5847

I'm not into shedding our idiot armor yet. We got close with the catacombs, but if the mayor thinks we're on to things, she will probably end us.
>>
No. 725475 ID: 4afb4b

>>725430
Go to wherever the closest person you "trust" lives. This is no time to be picky. You need help in case you're envenomed.

Also, make a mental note that Davey might not be what put Ellen in her State. She may have encountered one of those things.

We need to speak with her as soon as we are pretty sure we're not actively dying to death.
>>
No. 725482 ID: 2a7417

People that know what's going on:
-Ramona
-Susanna
People that probably aren't trying to kill us:
-Ramona

Back to the Plath house with you!
>>
No. 725500 ID: fac1d0

To Ramona! No death by vamp yet plz
>>
No. 725503 ID: 15a025

We should really hit up the police station or a hospital. For all we know those things had poison in them or something.
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No. 725512 ID: 05ba9f

>Where will you go?
Where will you go?!
I'll tell you where you'll go! The fuck out of this town! It's like the longer we stay here the weirder the shit that starts happening to us, if we hang around any longer we could end up dealing with fucking aliens or the towns people could go all Wicker man on us.
>>
No. 725519 ID: b17b81

>fucking aliens
Green skinned alien babes sound pretty nice actually. So long as it's that kind of alien and not the face hugger kind I'd be pretty ok with it.
>>
No. 725522 ID: d8dc8a

Holy shit this story is becoming something else entirely.

Doctor. What the fuck.
>>
No. 725534 ID: 3aac10

>>725512

I agree let's take our chances in jail
turn yourself in
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No. 725545 ID: 163674
File 146405449285.png - (5.20KB , 500x500 , 3-166.png )
725545

Leaving town doesn’t seem viable or wise. For one, you’re somebody on the outside. You’ve found this tiny isolated sanctuary where erasing your past is as easy as swallowing a poster. Aside from that, well… what are you going to do? Sit and wait for a train forever, or just start walking out into creepy monster-ridden wilderness?

You’re not in horrible pain, but the spots on your back where the needles struck do hurt. Your shoulders and neck ache from where the beast was pulling you, and you are lightly bruised where his massive fingers clutched you. You don't feel particularly poisoned.

Coxwette is creepily quiet right now, but at least you don’t hear the bugle anymore.



Decide...

a) go to Marcie
b) go to Ramona
c) go to the doctor
d) go to the mayor
e) other >_
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No. 725546 ID: 35151f

>>725545
C or B. Keep the syringe thing on-hand.
Might be handy for figuring out what's going on / freaking Naz out later
>>
No. 725547 ID: 398fe1

You need new clothes at least, and you should talk to someone who you knows stuff about the town and hasn't tried to fuck with you.

I mean, at the least, you need to put some disinfectant on that shit.

B.
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No. 725548 ID: fb01b1

Good lord, go to the damn doctor to make sure you don't have some sort of weird monster goo rammed inside of you. Weird monster goo might hinder your ability to ram goo into others which is the whole reason why we're even here!

I mean besides cake and money and whatever
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No. 725549 ID: 350a50

B.

Ramona's family has something to do with the catacombs. If anyone knows about the weird shit in this town it's gonna be her or Sally. Or the mayor, but she seems either equally supernatural or simply intimidatingly unhinged.
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No. 725554 ID: 35151f

nah let's just go to ramona actually, tie breakeru
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No. 725559 ID: 163674
File 146405728573.png - (5.53KB , 500x500 , 3-169.png )
725559

You go see Ramona. Not wanting to startle her with the sudden sight of blood, you enter the Plath House like
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No. 725560 ID: 163674
File 146405729171.png - (6.55KB , 500x500 , 3-167.png )
725560

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No. 725561 ID: 163674
File 146405729612.png - (12.22KB , 500x500 , 3-168.png )
725561

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No. 725564 ID: 350a50

"Ladies, I've been stabbed. I'll survive, but my cardigan might not make it."
pause
"Do either of you know first aid?"
>>
No. 725565 ID: 40beb7

Entirely forget that the fur on your back is also probably totally matted with blood as you turn around to close the doors behind you.
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No. 725566 ID: 237eb2

I don't really recall you being that jacked... That monster may have pumped you up with something. Regardless let's use it to our advantage!
"Ladies, I require aid, I've been hurt by someone in the woods, would you mind washing it and disinfecting it?"
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No. 725567 ID: 0a94cb

Shit, that's right. Your cardigan could be irreparably stained. Get Ramona on fixing that right away.
>>
No. 725568 ID: 398fe1

Hello ladies. I require... healing. Medical healing.
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No. 725569 ID: fafe46

And what do you know about creepy wood shit? >>725564
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No. 725572 ID: 65317a

No, no don't get up. I see you've started tea time without me. I'll forgive you both if you lend me a cardigan and shirt.
>>
No. 725574 ID: 93244f

>>725564
this
>>
No. 725575 ID: 2f5847

…Hai.

You'll never believe what I saw in the woods today!
Because, well, I don't either.
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No. 725579 ID: 163674
File 146406542201.png - (8.30KB , 500x500 , 3-170.png )
725579

You: “I don’t want to alarm you, ladies”

You: “But I’ve been stabbed. I’ll be fine but…”

You: “My cardigan might not make it.”
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No. 725580 ID: 163674
File 146406545333.png - (10.93KB , 500x500 , 3-171.png )
725580

Ramona: “Oh LAWDY Chuck!!”

Ramona: “Are you alright?!”

Sally: “What on earth-”

Sally: “Someone stabbed you? In Coxwette?”

a) “Just a run-in with a wild boar. I mean, you should see how the boar ended up.”
b) “Yes, stabbed. By brambles. I went for a hike in the woods.”
c) “A monster in a white sheet attacked me with its godawful proboscis.”
d) “What happened isn’t really important… I just need you two. Both of you at the same time.”
e) Other >_
>>
No. 725581 ID: 398fe1

>>725580
C. I mean that's part of the reason we came here.
>>
No. 725582 ID: a788b7

>>725580

C
Also D
>>
No. 725583 ID: f6442a

A. Tell Ramona C when Sally leaves the room to get bandages
>>
No. 725584 ID: 38685c

>>725580
I was hiking in the woods and maybe I sniffed a hallucinogenic mushroom because it sure looked like it was a monster
>>
No. 725585 ID: 8ec390

c. Also, it was reciting the lord's prayer.
>>
No. 725586 ID: 584e28

>>725580
C.
You've got the stab wound, the fleshy needles and if that really isn't enough we've got all that plus the word of horsefarmer.
Lying will only make it weirder.
>>
No. 725587 ID: 38685c

>>725580
Yea just show them the needles right off.
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No. 725588 ID: 13ac27

>>725587
seconded
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No. 725589 ID: 595d54

Show them the needles, yeah, that's really the only sane thing.
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No. 725590 ID: 2f5847

Both of them have Plath blood, which seems like one hell of a Chekov's gun.

Chuck has many reasons to be dishonest, but few reasons to be dishonest about this.
>D, I mean C
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No. 725591 ID: 15f039

"I tried to explore the woods, and some thing attacked me. With this."
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No. 725592 ID: 237eb2

C, but don't say it was a monster, say you couldn't get a good look at whoever stabbed you and farmer Davey shot at him and he fled.
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No. 725593 ID: 237eb2

Also D, you need both of them to "help" you.
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No. 725594 ID: 237eb2

After you say you need them to help you fall forward dramatically so they see your wounds and also you should be clutching the flesh needle so they see what stabbed you.
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No. 725596 ID: 0a94cb

e. Really ladies, is now the time to worry about that? My cardigan is staining as we speak.
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No. 725597 ID: 5009e5

e) "Well, it's on my back, so I could do with some help to tell if I'm fine. Sally, could you get me some bandages or something?"

Then C to Ramona, and hopefully you still have the evidence that we specifically told you to make sure you still had.
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No. 725598 ID: 813bc6

I think we should probably be concerned about poison...if it was needles anyway...That...or something potentially worse.
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No. 725607 ID: aeea47

E) Say nothing and pretend to pass out from blood loss.
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No. 725617 ID: 38685c

>>725580
Ask if something REALLY WEIRD happened 15 years ago.
>>
No. 725619 ID: 8d9368

Something fucking terrifying tried to kill us because it believed we were Satan. What the fuck is wrong with this place?
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No. 725623 ID: 73c49c

"I was looking into the woods last night and though i saw something strange moving about. so this morning i decided to check it out. then,oh you know, a eldrich horror like monster quoting the bible called me the devil and tried to do me in. I mean if it wanted to penetrate me so bad it could have just asked." realise that humor is your coping mechanism for shock and brake down a little bit after that.
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No. 725624 ID: 15fae4

>>725580

"you girls ever read nanquest?"
>>
No. 725636 ID: fafe46

>>725623
fu ck
>>
No. 725641 ID: 93244f

E. "if I told you, you wouldn't believe me."
Proceed to tell them anyway.
>>
No. 725648 ID: fb01b1

Why aren't more voices voting for D :v
>>
No. 725655 ID: 350a50

C.

Show them the godawful proboscis.
>>
No. 725658 ID: 5ff788

C.

You can drop the cool demeanor honestly feel free to lose your shit a lil
>>
No. 725690 ID: 54dc5b

>>725658

ladies love a man who maintains a cool head when he's stabbed

their panties are soaked right now
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No. 725700 ID: 15a025

C and D.
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No. 725735 ID: 65317a

C. Also ask them for first aid. Maybe if they have some strong alcohol for a disinfectant. Then we can also get that quest going again.
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No. 725756 ID: 163674
File 146414429841.png - (6.03KB , 500x500 , 3-172.png )
725756

Sally: "Who on earth would stab you? Who was it?!"

You:

You: “I got attacked in the woods by some weird wrinkly guy reciting scripture-”

Ramona: “Sally, go upstairs and get some towels and bandages.”

Sally: “Mama, I want to hear what hap-”

Ramona: “Go. Now.”

You reach into your pocket to pull out the flesh syringe. It has turned into a pasty mush that smells like jizz and vinegar. The bone tip remains completely intact, though.

You: “Here’s what’s left of what ‘stabbed’ me. Though it was more of a poke than a stab.”

Ramona: “Are you alright?”

You: “I’m fine.”

You are shaken up badly, but you try your hardest not to let it show.

Ramona: “Stay out of the woods, Chuck. Please. I don’t want you getting hurt.”

You: “What in the hell was that thing?”
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No. 725757 ID: 163674
File 146414431147.png - (5.93KB , 500x500 , 3-173.png )
725757

Ramona looks away and shrugs.

You shake the syringe tip at her.

You: “Am I poisoned? What the fuck is this?”

Ramona:

Ramona: “How long was it in you?”

You: “I don’t know, a few seconds?”

Ramona: “I…”

Sally returns with supplies and begins to treat your wounds. Ramona walks off into the kitchen.

Sally: “Golly, you poor thing! Lie down there, we’ll get you bandaged up.”
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No. 725760 ID: 398fe1

>>725757
Resist urge to flirt, her mom's in the next room.

Oh, and if Sally wants to know more, tell her to talk to her mother about it. Ramona doesn't want her to know for some reason, and until we can talk to Ramona in private about it we don't know what not to say.
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No. 725762 ID: 38685c

>>725760
I'd be impressed if he was in the mood to flirt after that.
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No. 725763 ID: 350a50

>>725760
Basically everything he said.
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No. 725764 ID: d96b7e

>>725762
A libido is like a dog. Nothing keeps a good one down.
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No. 725766 ID: fafe46

>>725760
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No. 725769 ID: 595d54

>>725764
A good one stays down on command.
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No. 725771 ID: 237eb2

Or at least do a non-verbal flirt, like as she is rubbing you down with ointment give her a smile and raised eye brow or something.
>>
No. 725778 ID: 65317a

Flirting wise say something that could be totally innocent like. "You work well with your hands."
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No. 725790 ID: 8d9368

We should definitely stay the hell out of the woods unless we are significantly better armed in the future.
>>
No. 725791 ID: 0a94cb

Be a tough guy and claim you've had worse.
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No. 725793 ID: 163674
File 146415422826.png - (9.52KB , 500x500 , 3-174.png )
725793

Sally: “Oh Chuck. You poor thing…”

You: “Aw, I’ve had worse.”

You: “Say. You’re pretty good with your hands.”

You: “How about you flip me over and keep working?”

Sally: “Chuck”

She sounded just like Ramona there for a second.

Sally: “Hush. Mama’s in the next room. She doesn’t have the sensibilities for hearin’ anything lewd.”

You: “You’re right. She’s a proper southern belle, just like you.”

Sally: “What’d he look like?”

You: “Who?”

Sally: “Who?! The guy who stabbed you.”

You: “Oh well, he had a sheet over him. Like a Ku Klux Klan member, kinda.”

You: “Underneath he was old a wrinkly with big black eyes.”

Sally: “Now who on earth could that be…”
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No. 725795 ID: 163674
File 146415424125.png - (4.94KB , 500x500 , 3-175.png )
725795

Ramona emerges from the kitchen with a bowl of hot soup.

Ramona: “Chuck, eat. Please.”

Ramona: “The worst thing you can do is let yourself get weak, hungry, and dehydrated.”
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No. 725796 ID: 398fe1

>>725795
>hot soup
...well... maybe she put an antidote in it this time.

Eat it. Uh. Just be sure you don't burn your tongue on it.
>>
No. 725798 ID: 7b6ca8

>>725795
Potentially poisoned.
You're not touching anything until she gives you a damn good explanation for what just happened to you.
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No. 725799 ID: 8d9368

She seems to know what the deal is with the woods, so I'd eat it. Even if it's disgusting if it helps with whatever you got injected with it's worth it.
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No. 725800 ID: 0a94cb

Oh come on. The food's not poisoned, just really bad. Not that we'll let her know. Unfortunately, she's got us trapped. We have no choice but to eat it.

Asking more about what happened when Sally is around is going to be a non-starter. We'll have to approach her privately later.

Are we still planning on going to the bakery today?
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No. 725801 ID: f6442a

If Ramona's cooking can't kill you, neither will this.
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No. 725802 ID: 237eb2

Just bear with it, don't say anything about the taste but yeah ask for a phone to call Marcie and let her know what happened and why you didn't come in today.
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No. 725803 ID: 813bc6

>>725795
Eat it, "We're going to have to have a nice long talk...After I'm patched up anyway"
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No. 725804 ID: 2f5847

This seems like an opportune time to bring up firearms, and their acquisition.

…not like we're planning on continuing to get stabbed.
>>
No. 725805 ID: 398fe1

>>725802
We don't have work today! It's Sunday.
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No. 725806 ID: 350a50

>>725795
You can do it, Chuck. Eat Ramona's soup.

What doesn't kill you just makes you stronger.
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No. 725807 ID: 813bc6

>>725806
Unless it's literally poison~
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No. 725808 ID: 22c0ed

Say you don't have much appetite after that, but you'll try.

That should cover any reflexive expressions of reluctance you make.
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No. 725818 ID: fac1d0

There's more likely than not something important in the soup. A cure or something?

On the other hand if she's put something in there to make you forget or knock you out... But better than dying of whatever that thing did to you.
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No. 725822 ID: 2a7417

>>725805
>>724984
If our boss says we have work, then we should at least check in. At the very least, we'll let her know ahead of time that we may not be in shape to work on Monday.
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No. 725836 ID: 15a025

Do what she says and eat the soup. Mama Plath don't mess around.
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No. 725852 ID: f562b1

Go ahead and eat it... If you can't help but scrunch up at the taste, you can at least blame it on that you have wounds and that you can't consider any taste to be good for the time being.
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No. 725885 ID: 1f51dc

Regardless of whatever we decide, i'd stay away from the woods until we know anything. At least until we can defend ourselves.
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No. 725922 ID: 163674
File 146422330154.png - (5.46KB , 500x500 , 3-176.png )
725922

Christ, it’s awful. It is just a random bizarre combination of spices and uncooked ingredients, much like everything else Ramona makes. This one is so heavy with garlic that it burns your tongue. Like a bath of hot garlic-steeped vinegar with sprigs of raw parsley. An oily layer of some kind of mustard is floating on top.

You swallow it like a shot of ethanol.

You: “Pp… eh… thanks. You’ve really outdone yourself, Ramona.”

Sally gives you an empathetic look until Ramona ladles her a bowl of her own.
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No. 725925 ID: 35151f

>>725922
there is nothing we can do for her.
I'm sorry sally.
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No. 725934 ID: 398fe1

>>725922
>heavy with garlic
That spice was likely on purpose. She's testing you for vampirism.

Pay attention to Sally's reaction to her first spoonful, then show mercy on her by asking to speak to Ramona in private. That'll give Sally the opportunity to do something, anything, other than eating more soup.
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No. 725951 ID: 65317a

The soup might be made to counter any monster effects. As much as it pains to do it. Eat it.
>>
No. 725954 ID: 237eb2

Sip it here and there but you are probably fine. Ask Ramona id she knows what the wrinkly Padre wannabe was.
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No. 725957 ID: 163674
File 146422775488.png - (7.33KB , 500x500 , 3-177.png )
725957

Sally has already taken a bite. She takes it like a champ.

Sally: “Thanks Mama.”

You eat as much more of the soup as you can bear, and Ramona looks disappointed that you do not finish the rest.

You: “I’m sorry, Ramona. I just don’t have much of an appetite after this morning. Maybe I’ll stop for a muffin later.”

You: “Thank you. It’s… just nice to be thought of.”

Ramona: “Mm.”

Ramona takes the bowl with a sigh, then goes back to the kitchen. You’ll have to get some alone time with her another time, and now you are dreading it for multiple reasons. You turn back to Sally.

You: “So, thanks. Really, thanks for patching me up.”

Sally: “Oh, any time. Who wouldn’t do it?”
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No. 725958 ID: 163674
File 146422776712.png - (6.88KB , 500x500 , 3-178.png )
725958

Sally:

Sally: “So…”

Sally: “About the other night. I hope you don’t think I was tryin’ to… you know, shut you down too hard or anything. I just got-”

You: “You don’t have to explain yourself. You made your choice. That’s what grown-ass women do, isn’t it?”
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No. 725959 ID: 163674
File 146422778115.png - (6.94KB , 500x500 , 3-179.png )
725959

Sally: “Hm.”

Sally: “I guess it is.”
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No. 725963 ID: 350a50

"So, uh."

"The garlic wasn't that bad, so I'm probably not a vampire."
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No. 725966 ID: 398fe1

Ask her if she's planning to make any other choices soon.
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No. 725970 ID: 40f57f

Is Ramona's cooking so bad because she's not actually trying to cook for taste, but for spiritusl protection? The Mayor's basically a vampire, and the Plath family's been at odds with her "family" for a long time, and now she seems to know more than she's letting on about the obviously supernatural thing in the woods. Adding to that; parsley, vinegar, garlic, and mustard seed/oil are all either used for healing, purification, or protection from supernatural things (I.E. Vampires, in garlic's case.)

I dunno, it seems to make sense to me.
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No. 725972 ID: 350a50

>>725970
You know. You might be onto something.
>>
No. 725973 ID: 2f5847

>>725970
It might simply be a case of a world where cats can cook, and dogs cannot.
>>
No. 725974 ID: 398fe1

>>725970
Even if that's true, she doesn't know how to cook muffins or bacon or eggs.
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No. 725985 ID: 08ed3a

>>725966
This.
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No. 725986 ID: 15a025

>>725970
It all makes sense now.
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No. 725987 ID: 595d54

>>725970
What does bacon protect from?
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No. 725992 ID: ca1dca

>>725987
Vegan zombies. You know, the ones who moan 'graaainnnssss'?
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No. 726001 ID: 813bc6

>>725922
On a side note, the soup made you give an extremely manly expression.
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No. 726069 ID: 012e3e

Why is nobody noticing her face? She's thinking lewd thoughts right now. She wants to choose your D. Say this:

"Huh. Is your grown ass making a choice right now, too?"

Also, I get the sense that Ramona knows about that weird forest thing. Her reaction seemed to indicate it.
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No. 726071 ID: 79a07e

>>725970
Holy shit...
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No. 726073 ID: 584e28

Chuck: Realize that the soup's mysterious contents you a raging hard-on.
Alternatively, flirt.
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No. 726075 ID: 595d54

Flirting should probably wait until Ramona's not around. I don't think anyone finds their mother to be catalytic for getting it on. Although I think we may have to choose between a good chance to romance Sally and finding out what the hell that wrinkly thing was. Which one should we pick? I prefer Sally, Ramona isn't going to forget about it anytime soon.

>>726069
>Also, I get the sense that Ramona knows about that weird forest thing. Her reaction seemed to indicate it.
More than a bit obvious, really.
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No. 726076 ID: 350a50

You know, that zombie thing had a head shape not unlike a cat's. Chuck's in particular.

... Cletus?
>>
No. 726107 ID: 813bc6

>>726069
Or maybe not fuck right after seeing a monster straight out of a horror movie, that's just asking to die.
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No. 726126 ID: eb385b

>>725959
Flirt with Sally
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No. 726150 ID: d8dc8a

All I'm saying is, there's fire in Sally's expression right now. Strike while the iron is fierce, or something.
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No. 726234 ID: 163674
File 146431891757.png - (5.41KB , 500x500 , 3-182.png )
726234

Blood is rushing from your head rapidly, and you have lost your train of thought.

You: “You just made another choice, didn’t you?”

Sally: “Maybe…”
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No. 726235 ID: 163674
File 146431894218.png - (5.56KB , 500x500 , 3-181.png )
726235

You: “Where’d you learn to give a look like that, anyway?”
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No. 726236 ID: 163674
File 146431896785.png - (7.08KB , 500x500 , 3-183.png )
726236

Sally:

Sally: “Wait, what look?”
>>
No. 726240 ID: 08ed3a

Whisper to her

"You can give quite the bedroom eyes look, very sexy."
>>
No. 726241 ID: a075ba

The serious, grown-ass woman look.
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No. 726244 ID: 163674
File 146432132173.png - (7.25KB , 500x500 , 3-184.png )
726244

You: “You really give the sexy bedroom eyes well.”

Sally: “What?”

Sally: “I… gosh, I didn’t even know I was doing it.”

You scoot a little bit closer.

a) “It just kinda happens when you’re aroused.”
b) “No way you don’t know you’re doing it. I don’t buy it.”
c) “Cute. Want to learn why they call them bedroom eyes?”
d) “You have your mother’s eyes.”
e) “I’ve love to get a little closer, but I should probably go.”
f) “Does your mom ever talk about the woods?”
g) Other >_
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No. 726245 ID: dbf1c1

There's really nothing that says Ramona won't come back in here any moment.
>>
No. 726247 ID: 0a94cb

B.

Grown-ass woman like her?
>>
No. 726251 ID: 15a025

C
>>
No. 726252 ID: 2f5847

E. excuse self, retrieve shirt, proceed to town

Leave with a little mystery. Besides, she knows where we live, we can do this any time.
>>
No. 726254 ID: 350a50

>>726245
Exactly.

E, we don't want to get caught and earn Ramona's ire. We need her help now more than ever. Stop thinking with your dick for a moment, Chuck.
>>
No. 726257 ID: 35151f

>>726252
>>726254
E for SUUUUURE.
Be sure to put in your sauciest winku.
>>
No. 726258 ID: 4201a2

>>726244
E until we get the current situation figured out. No rush.
>>
No. 726275 ID: 180f83

E for many reasons.
>>
No. 726284 ID: c13334

>>726244
G
KISS HER YOU FOOL
>>
No. 726288 ID: eb385b

>>726244
c) “Cute. Want to learn why they call them bedroom eyes?”
>>
No. 726305 ID: f36501

E, but be saucy about it
>>
No. 726311 ID: 33e360

d
obviously d
>>
No. 726312 ID: 595d54

E works best.
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No. 726365 ID: 6938e7

>>726244
C you fool
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No. 726380 ID: 65317a

Im surprised no one wants F. We really should try and learn about the woods.
>>
No. 726459 ID: f36501

>>726380
Best way to do that is through Ramona, not Sally.
>>
No. 726464 ID: b3f404

OK SERIOUSLY FLIRTING IS COOL AND ALL BUT WHAT THE FUCK INQUISITION SYPHILIS ARE YOU NOW INFECTED WITH SEE A DOCTOR CHRIST
>>
No. 726465 ID: b3f404

On the plus side? You, my friend, have just gotten a damn good excuse for wanting to have a firearm.
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No. 726467 ID: 813bc6

Why are we so fucking calm? A fucking eldrich beast spouting biblical phrases just stabbed us, and probably injected us with super aids or something.
>>
No. 726471 ID: 595d54

>>726467
There's no point in not being calm.
>>
No. 726485 ID: 8d9368

>>726471
Except for the part where the woods might be on top of a portal to Hell or something. What the fuck was that thing? Seriously?
>>
No. 726512 ID: 163674
File 146445004518.gif - (5.07KB , 500x500 , 3-185.gif )
726512

[animated]



You give Sally a look right back.

You: “I’d love to stay and get much closer, but I’ve got to go.”

Sally: “Chuck please, you’re in no condition to go out.”

Sally: “Can I show you the book I’ve been working on?”

Sally: “It’s in my room.”

You: “Tempting, but I’ve gotta go.”

Where, though? You’re not just doing this to cultivate mystique, but it definitely helps. The sting in your back has subsided to a dull, subcutaneous ache. The puncture wounds seem to be pretty small, so you’re alright if you take it easy. You don’t feel poisoned, but you’ll go to a doctor at the first sign of discomfort. Well, other than the discomfort of your zipper right now.

You wonder if the town even HAS a doctor. It has to.



Go to >_
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No. 726517 ID: f36501

To ask Ramona what in the everloving fuck was that
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No. 726518 ID: eebe01

Try to pump more information out of the Plaths. You might not be able to trust the doctor in this town so unless you start feeling strange, it's probably a good idea to be slow and methodical.

Maybe you can't even trust the Plaths.

Maybe you can't even trust yourself, not in this town.
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No. 726522 ID: 0a94cb

>>726512
Bakery. We have embers to stoke.
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No. 726525 ID: 163674
File 146445689392.png - (9.25KB , 500x500 , 3-186.png )
726525

Before you leave, you go to the kitchen. Ramona is there, aggressively washing the week’s dishes.

You: “Ramona.”

Ramona: “What.

You: “I want answers. I know you’re lying when you don’t know what that thing was.”

Ramona:

You: “Ramona, I was attacked. I have a right to-”

Ramona: “You want to know? Fine.”

Ramona: “The Starks murdered Nelson Plath”

Ramona: “To take the town from us. It was over a century ago, but the Plaths have not forgotten.”

Ramona: “They brought those demons to slay him.”

Ramona: “They haven’t been seen around town in years. Not since Sally was a toddler.”

Ramona: “That’s all I know, and I didn’t even want to tell you that. You’re safe here. Just don’t make me talk about it.”

You don’t know how to respond to that. Ramona drops a plate and it shatters on the floor.

You: “Oh, I’ll help you-”

Ramona: “No. I’ll get it. Just… please go.”
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No. 726527 ID: 2f5847

Stuff I wanna do today.
*Baekery, just to make sure
*Purchase Flashlight and Boot knife from Shoppe Stoppe. Get exposition from Ellen.
*Go and molest Naz because longstanding cat/mouse thing.
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No. 726528 ID: 211d83

If you change your mind I will be here with open ears. If I can help just let me know.

Because if they are back then it could mean there is more plotting afoot. And I don't want to see you or Sally get hurt.
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No. 726530 ID: eebe01

Try to find a doctor and get properly checked, but scope out the place first at least for the most obvious red flags.
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No. 726532 ID: c184ef

>>726525
>Help mom dog
Don't be anymore of a dick, help clean up before you leave.
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No. 726533 ID: 65317a

Most certainly help mom dog. Pick up the pieces on the floor. Tell her she can wash you'll dry.
>>
No. 726540 ID: 923ad5

Doctor above all else
Find a shirt first
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No. 726541 ID: 163674
File 146446143982.png - (7.74KB , 500x500 , 3-187.png )
726541

You: “Ramona, let me help.”

Ramona: “It’s ok. Really.”

Ramona: “I’m sorry I was short with you. I just want to be alone for a while.”

You: “Gotcha. Uh…”

You: “I don’t suppose I could borrow a shirt”

Ramona: “You may.”

You: “Thanks.”

You: “Oh, and is there a doctor in town?”

Ramona: “There’s a clinic in the west wing of City Hall.”

You: “That’s… bizarre.”

Ramona: “Maybe. When the town was founded, it was nothing but the library and a bunch of hovels. When City Hall was built, it had a lot more services that helped the town grow. People lived in it, worked in it, all that.”

You: “Huh. Well, I’m gonna stop by there to see if the doctor has anything to say about what happened to me.”

Ramona: “Be careful.”



The words hang in the air for a moment before the rattle of dishes and silverware continues.

Ramona: “And Chuck?”

You: “Hm?”

Ramona: “I still have those shorts.”
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No. 726543 ID: 145cb8

>>726541
oh my
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No. 726550 ID: eebe01

Leave with a suave but silent gesture, then go git you some actual professional medical care. Don't want zombie goast AIDS or bug eggs in you.
>>
No. 726552 ID: 8ec390

Best news we've gotten all day.
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No. 726554 ID: 350a50

>>726552
Second.
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No. 726578 ID: 2c4dc5

>>726552
Good parting words, now off to the doctor!
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No. 726588 ID: 163674
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726588

You go to city hall. The mayor’s office is closed and Lisa is nowhere in sight. The old corridors look renovated, but not since around the turn of the century. The entire west wing gives off the vibe of an abandoned mental hospital.

The name on the clinic door takes up two lines. Looks like Dr. F… P… Phentopupopolis is in.
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No. 726589 ID: 163674
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726589

There’s no one in the waiting room except for…

You: “Wait, Sophie?”

Sophie: “Hello. What is wrong?”

You: “Why didn’t you tell me you were a doctor?”

Sophie: “You did not ask. It is… only my side job.”

You: “Why would you… what”

You: “You mean tailoring is your side job, right?”

Sophie: “I mean… what I said.”

Sophie: “What is wrong?”

You are a bit confused.

a) Tell her what happened
b) Ask why she became a tailor
c) Flirt
d) Other >_
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No. 726593 ID: 398fe1

>>726589
A, B.

Female doctors tend to hate it when you flirt with them, because it happens so often. Professional relationship only.
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No. 726594 ID: 65317a

Makes sense. Sowing and stitches are about the same thing. A and make sure to be specific about the incident, then b.
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No. 726595 ID: 398fe1

...on the other hand there are few men in this town so maybe she doesn't get flirted with often.

We could just ask. Does she have problems with patients hitting on her?
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No. 726596 ID: 49d4de

Always c
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No. 726597 ID: 350a50

>>726593
Second.
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No. 726598 ID: f6442a

A, B. She must be superb with a needle.
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No. 726599 ID: 163674
File 146449196805.png - (6.74KB , 500x500 , 3-190.png )
726599

You: “I was attacked in the woods. Don’t freak out, but”

You show her the injuries on your back. They are inflamed now, but the bleeding has long since scabbed over.

Sophie: “I have seen much worse. Who attacked you?”

You: “I don’t know. This is going to sound really crazy, but it was just some kind of monster.”

She unwraps the bandage beneath your shirt to get a closer look at the wounds.

Sophie: “Small, deep punctures… light bruising…”

Sophie: “You were impacted here and here…”

You: “Ow! Careful-”

Sophie: “did someone shoot you with a blowgun?”

You take the bone needle from the pocket of your pants.

You: “Whatever it was launched some kind of fleshy syringes at my back. This is what’s left of them, the rest rotted away.”

Sophie: “You are right…”

Sophie: “That does sound crazy. Have you been under great stress? Ingesting any unusual substances or chemicals?”

You: “I’m not on drugs…”

At least, you think you aren’t. You kind of wish you were, that would help with this place.

You: “Look, I know what I saw. Well, not what I saw, but I know I saw something. It was a wrinkly, furless guy with a white sheet thrown over him. He had big black eyes and a gaping mouth full of little rotten teeth.”

Sophie: “You said a syringe?”

You: “Yeah, something like-”

Sophie: “Breathing problems? Rapid heartbeat? Any fatigue, diarrhea, vomiting, fever?”

You: “Nope. Some pain where I got hit, but otherwise I feel fine.”
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No. 726600 ID: 163674
File 146449200870.png - (13.90KB , 500x500 , 3-191.png )
726600

Sophie takes you into one of the two exam rooms in the office, unwrapping a hypodermic needle, a vial, and some tubing onto a tray.

You: “Oh God”

Sophie: “These will not be as bad as the needles in your back.”

You: “It’s different, alright? I don’t like needles.”

She looks at the bone needle that you showed her again, squinting all four of her eyes. She checks your blood pressure, pulse, and weight, checking your eyes, ears, and nose. After that, Sophie ties a tourniquet around your arm and prepares to draw your blood.

Sophie: “This will need to be mailed. We… have no lab in Coxwette. Several days to get results to see if there was any substance injected into you.”

You always get faint around needles. You look at her with your glazed eyes and nod. Sophie has six arms, which is somewhat jarring, but spider people have frightened you ever since you were a kid.

You: “Why’d you become a tailor?”

Sophie: “I am a tailor and a doctor.”

You: “But you make more money as a doctor.”

Sophie: “Money doesn’t matter much to me. Here I treat colds, cuts… and the occasional yeast infection.”

Sophie: “I would rather sew garments than shrapnel wounds these days. I grew tired of seeing death. Smelling it.”

For the first time, she smiles.

Sophie: “Do not die.”

You squint at her, the dizziness slowly fading off.

You: “You’re really far from home, aren’t you?”

Sophie: “Neither of us is home, Chuck. What does the distance matter?”

Sophie: “It looks like… you will be fine. Thoroughly clean the wounds and reapply your bandages regularly. If you get a fever or notice any pus draining from the injuries… come back.”

Sophie: “If I am at my home or at the shoppe, come see me.”

You: “Thanks. How’re my costumes coming along, anyway?”

Sophie: “…”

Sophie: “A creative endeavor for me. Not finished but… taking shape.”


Hm. Sophie does not seem to be from Coxwette.
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No. 726604 ID: 350a50

"I think, actually, this is as close to 'home' as I've ever felt."
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No. 726605 ID: 398fe1

>>726600
Ask her if she needs a place to stay in town. The Plath house has a room open.
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No. 726611 ID: 91cfcf

>>726605
She has two jobs and owns a shop, I don't think she needs somewhere to sleep.
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No. 726613 ID: 398fe1

>>726611
Oh nevermind, she said she has a home here anyway.

>>726600
Ask her if she's ever tried something like that. Dressing up.
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No. 726615 ID: 2f5847

Ask Sophie if the Shoppe's even open today. Might save us a trip.
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No. 726618 ID: 65317a

While you're here and gotten the most of a regular physical with this check up, why don't you ask her to check for testicular cancer.
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No. 726637 ID: 2f5847

We just dodged a monster bullet and people are already trying to get us envenomed again.

Small talk like >>726613 is probably safer, and def. smoother.
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No. 726659 ID: 163674
File 146454734585.png - (6.75KB , 500x500 , 3-192.png )
726659

You: “I think this is about as close to home as I’ve felt in a long time.”

Sophie looks out at the wall.

Sophie: “Mm.”

You: “So have you ever thought about, you know”

You: “Dressing up?”

Sophie: “As I said… it is far from Halloween.”

You: “I mean just for fun.”

Sophie: “No.”

You: “Seriously? You make clothes and you’ve never played dress up?”

Sophie: “Perhaps… when I was a child.”

You: “Right.”

You: “So, you think I’m good to go then?”

Sophie: “Yes, of course. Come to see me if you have complications.”
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No. 726661 ID: f36501

Update Naz on the costume progress?

Also maybe comb the library for info.

Alternatively, go check out the buttonhole on that one portrait in the Plath house that I just remembered we never messed with
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No. 726669 ID: 350a50

>>726661
I think going to the library/to see Naz sounds good.
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No. 726686 ID: 2f5847

>>726527
This post articulates my preferences.
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No. 726718 ID: 8a204b

Furthermore, Naz has internet access. We could see if she could do some basic Googling on the creature we saw. Preferably on some paranormal websites.

If they're "demons" as Ramona said, someone paranormal investigator that everyone thinks is a nutjob may have catalogued them.
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No. 726723 ID: 350a50

>>726718
And if anyone in town is hobbying as a paranormal investigator it's probably the trio of troublemaking library girls who want to get into the creepy catacombs.
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No. 726742 ID: 853caa

Speaking of trouble making girls, I say after this we go pay them a little visit. If Naz can let us use the computer let's see what we can find about the creature that attacked us and if it has any bearing in folklore. Also we should see if Naz wants to "rehearse" our performance.
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No. 726768 ID: 163674
File 146462273704.png - (12.83KB , 500x500 , 3-193.png )
726768

You go to the library, which is tranquil on a Sunday. It is strange to see it without Sally rushing around. Rita the post-coyote is seated at one of the tables, reading.
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No. 726769 ID: 163674
File 146462275036.png - (11.71KB , 500x500 , 3-194.png )
726769

You continue to the computer lab, knocking on the door this time.

Naz: “Come in”

Naz is there, hunched over at a computer with a desk covered in miscellaneous clutter. She has a cut of nearly empty, cold coffee and a Pan muffin. You realize that, despite the sizable “no food and drink in the lab” sign, Naz not only regularly eats, but also created a makeshift pudding launcher here. Truly a monster with no regard for rules.

You: “Hey bud. What’s goin’ on?”

Naz: “Really trying to catch up on work…”

Naz: “Selma stayed late and scanned about thirty books, so… lotta work for me. I’m trying to get a full backup of the book database as of now, too.”

Naz: “If we lose all this work to a fire or some shit I’m going the way of Lofty Lorraine”

You: “You probably shouldn’t be building pudding launchers in here then, honestly”

Naz: “yeah well”

Naz: “What’s up”


a) “Just wanted to see you.”
b) [show her your bandages]
c) “Just cruising for some mouse tail.”
d) “Do you actually believe in paranormal shit?”
e) other >_
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No. 726770 ID: a788b7

>>726769

"I spent the last few hours talking about weird dudes injecting fluids into people, so I immediately thought of you."
>>
No. 726771 ID: eebe01

>>726770
Seconded.
>>
No. 726772 ID: 595d54

>>726770
First reply best reply
>>
No. 726773 ID: 2f5847

Yeah, let's roll with that.

The challenge is going to be describing recent events without seeming the world's most obvious prankster.
>>
No. 726775 ID: 65317a

A then B followed by "What do you know about forest demons?"
>>
No. 726777 ID: 33e360

d
>>
No. 726779 ID: 7a9991

>>726770
This and c
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No. 726782 ID: 163674
File 146462801350.png - (6.45KB , 500x500 , 3-195.png )
726782

You strike one of your standard practiced ‘sleazy dirtbag’ positions.

You: “I just spent the last few hours talking about weird dudes injecting fluids into people, and I immediately thought of you.”

Naz: “Good to know I have a brand”

Naz: “You talk about that kinda stuff a lot?”

You: “Usually just keep it in my head.”

Naz: “I believe it. What the hell, though?”

You: “I dunno how to explain this, but… actually, come to think of it, you might be the only person in town who might listen to this story.”

You lift up your shirt and show Naz your bandages.

You: “I was attacked by some kind of monster in the woods.”

Images of the horrific creature and also a pleasant blue sofa flash through your mind, and you suddenly feel panicked.

Naz: “You ok?”

Naz: “What was it, like a bear or something?”

You describe the monster in as much detail as you can piece together from your frantic memories.

You: “So, do you even actually believe in paranormal shit?”

Naz pauses for a moment.

Naz: “I’m a woman of science”

Naz: “but yes”

Naz: “I think I know someone who might be interested in pursuing this case.”

She opens up something on her computer and begins typing out a lengthy message.
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No. 726787 ID: 2f5847

This sofa we keep seeing… is it one the Plaths own, and have on Display? Or is it something that we feel like exists, but we don't know where.

Because not to be an absolute nut, but we should find that fucker, and maybe dissect it for secrets.
>>
No. 726788 ID: eebe01

I guess you could fondle Naz a bit while you're waiting.
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No. 726789 ID: 853caa

>>726788
Or better yet, start off slow like rub her shoulders and neck while she works. Slowly turn her on with a nice massage to de-stress her from her work load, then if she leans back and moans in relaxation and pleasure kiss her on the neck, if she likes it, start to fondle the boobs. I think we know where it can go from there.
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No. 726817 ID: 163674
File 146464086980.png - (13.58KB , 500x500 , 3-196.png )
726817

>rub mouse

You: “Sounds good. I think we’ve both had a rough day, though.”

You: “You wanna get out of here for a little bit?”

Naz: “Sounds tempting, but to be perfectly honest, I haven’t showered in like sixteen hours.”

Naz: “I’m probably covered in lab stink”

Naz: “Sorry man”

You walk behind her and start to knead her shoulders. She starts to shudder.

Naz: “ooook you’re good at that”

You: “Just relax a little while. Keep working if you want”

You: “… though now that you mention it I can kind of smell you a little bit.”

You: “You should seriously take a break from work. Who are you? Sally or something?”

Naz: “Nobody’s that bad, haha.”

Naz: “I’ve gotta finish this, though. I’m in the zone and I can’t get out. Know what I’m sayin”
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No. 726823 ID: 853caa

Keep going, and at some point slowly reach your hand down as if you are about to grab her boobs but instead massage her neck and collarbone. However, who did she talk to and what is she currently working on?
>>
No. 726825 ID: 853caa

Also whisper in her ear, "so am I, know what I'M saying?"
>>
No. 726829 ID: 2f5847

>>726823
This. We should learn what we can, but let her finish working.
Afterwards, they'll be ample time for all interested to take a long shower.
>>
No. 726831 ID: 79a07e

>>726829
Agreed. Let her handle her business, but at least give her a bit of a pick me up. Don't mess with her too much.

Although we could certainly remind her that we're open for massages in the future...
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No. 726837 ID: 15a025

Let's let her work for now. We've still got to go tell the boss what happened.
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No. 726842 ID: 163674
File 146464580979.png - (7.89KB , 500x500 , 3-197.png )
726842

You: “Even if I go like this”

Naz: “Uh”

You: “Or how about if I go nn, sss yeah babe, you like that doncha

Naz: “Uh… I’m losing my train of thought”

Naz: “Hhhuh…”

Naz: “Alright you better go.”

She fans herself with her hand.

Naz: “You’re super distracting and I know I’m not going to get any work done if you keep doing that.”

You laugh and take your hands away.

You: “Alright, alright. Who are you contacting, anyway?

Naz: “Someone from another part of the county. She’s like a professional ghost hunter or something. Runs a blog about it.”

You: “She sounds like kind of a nut”

Naz: “Yeah, well, you’re telling a nutty story. Maybe that’s what you need.”

Naz: “Anyway, I’ll see you at the shoot. How are the costumes coming?”

You: “Fine, Sophie says.”

You stand there for a little while longer.

You: “I am going to fuck your brains out in a couple of days, you know that”

Naz: “Nnn… Chuck go get a muffin or something.”

She looks at briefly, then shifts in her seat and puts on some headphones.




Naz: “Sss… I dunno, stop by my apartment or something later.”



a) Go to the bakery
b) Go back to the Plath House
c) Go to the Shoppe Stoppe
d) Go to the mayor
e) Other >_
>>
No. 726845 ID: 08ed3a

Well I'd love to come by your apparat end but we don't really know where that is. And what time do you get done with your crunch work so we can come by after.

After we get that info let's head to the bakery.
>>
No. 726849 ID: bb78f2

Write down and leave a note for Naz.
"Have all the mayors of Coxwette had the name of Susanna Stark? Just some info that could be researched that could be really useful later. Looking into the Stark-Plath fued. Want to know if good ol' Susanna is the third or the forth or the tenth or whatever. May want to look into the masculine name of Susanna or variants for the male mayors too."
>>
No. 726850 ID: 15a025

>>726849
What if she's the only mayor this town has had?

Anyway, let's hit the bakery real quick. Naz might like some more muffins.
>>
No. 726851 ID: 25f2af

Set a reminder to play up the cat and mouse angle when you see her next. Sneak up and pounce the tiny mouse like the fearsome predator you are!
>>
No. 726852 ID: 25f2af

Set a reminder to play up the cat and mouse angle when you see her next. Sneak up and pounce the tiny mouse like the fearsome predator you are!
>>
No. 726853 ID: bb78f2

>>726850
That's the point, to figure it out, AND to get Naz in on the case once she figures out something might be up, but through her OWN conspiracy theory that she formed, not ours.

I mean, only one mayor is fishy. Susanna looks to be at MOST in her late 30's (a bangin' young looking late 30's who ages gracefully), so that means that the town has only started having mayors about 20 years ago, and that she would be the first.

Unless the town historian knows the secret and has been covering it up, or that Susanna has been sabotaging history records for the past century without leaving a single paper trail, something is going to come up weird for Naz in her research (whenever she gets to it) unless we're completely wrong.
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No. 726854 ID: 163674
File 146465110690.png - (6.40KB , 500x500 , 3-149.png )
726854

You leave Naz a clandestine note to start looking into the history of the Plath-Stark feud, then walk over to the bakery. Marcie is in the back, and there are very few actual pastries out. You walk back and call for her.
>>
No. 726855 ID: 163674
File 146465111796.png - (9.40KB , 500x500 , 3-150.png )
726855

Marcie is hunched over a counter preparing various pastries for the week. The takes off her hair net and shakes it over the dustbin and gasps.

Marcie: “Chuck!!!”


You answer…

a) sweetly
b) lewdly
c) seriously
d) other >_
>>
No. 726857 ID: f6442a

A. First you gotta bake the cake, then you add the icing.
>>
No. 726859 ID: 35151f

>>726857
A, she responds poorly to lewd still
>>
No. 726860 ID: 853caa

Sweetly with a dash of flirty, like
"Hey Marcie! Looking good!" Or something followed by a hug and maybe a little kiss on the cheek
>>
No. 726861 ID: 98e5f0

d) Start singing "Cooking by the Book", see if she picks up on it and sings along.
>>
No. 726864 ID: 15a025

C. She needs to know what happened today.
>>
No. 726866 ID: 2f5847

Look at that smile. A is the only true answer. Hug dat kitty.

(I don't think telling her there are stabby demons about would be well received.)
>>
No. 726867 ID: 8b1912

>>726855
A
>>
No. 726887 ID: 350a50

A, followed by >>726861
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No. 726895 ID: 163674
File 146466940956.png - (9.30KB , 500x500 , 3-198.png )
726895

>sweetly

You: “I’m so happy to see you.”

You hug Marcie, but it winds up closer than you expected. She falls into your arms, her face aglow with a smile.

Marcie: “I’m happy to see you too, Chuck. I saw you just last night, of course…”

You: “Yeah, but it’s been a bad day for me. Your smile helps.”

Marcie: “Really? Just a smile?”
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No. 726896 ID: 163674
File 146466942911.png - (8.74KB , 500x500 , 3-199.png )
726896

This wasn’t part of the plan, but you can’t complain. You don’t know whether you or Marcie decided to do this first, or maybe it was both at the same time. For a few long seconds there is no bakery, and there was no monster, and it is only you and Marcie alone in the void.

She is squeezing your back hard, but you don’t have the heart to tell her that it hurts.

a) “Does this count as overtime?” [sweet]
b) “So… ever been eaten out?” [lewd]
c) “Careful… my back.” [serious]
>>
No. 726900 ID: 350a50

A
>>
No. 726901 ID: 398fe1

>>726896
b.
>>
No. 726904 ID: 2f5847

Think I favor A.
B feels sudden and unsanitary, and C is a can o' jumbo worms.

We can also help make pastries, compensated or not.
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No. 726910 ID: 595d54

>>726896
A.
>>
No. 726911 ID: f0e552

>>726896
A
>>
No. 726913 ID: 7a21e3

A
>>
No. 726914 ID: 33e360

Aha you are totally gonna end uo breaking her heart
A
>>
No. 726918 ID: 0a94cb

A. But touch the butte.
>>
No. 726919 ID: 2a7417

C, the natural response.
>>
No. 726924 ID: f1f0ac

>>726919
>>
No. 726926 ID: c8d2b2

>>726918
definitely this
>>
No. 726937 ID: 4f86c2

Yes, touch butt
>>
No. 726969 ID: 0c288f

Congratulations Chuck you're in love.
>>
No. 726971 ID: 15a025

B for butts.
>>
No. 726974 ID: 180f83

A
>>
No. 727000 ID: 65317a

A. 100% Also try and keep her from seeing your back till after whatever happens.
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No. 727030 ID: 163674
File 146474552412.png - (14.97KB , 500x500 , 3-200.png )
727030

You give her a sly grin.

You: “So, does this count as overtime?”

Marcie:

Marcie: “No, absolutely not”

You cannot help but laugh, so you turn away before you look too amused.

You: “No, I that was… I was flirting with you. It was a joke.”

Marcie: “Ah, right… I’m sorry, I’m still getting used to that.”

Marcie sighs and leans back against the counter.

Marcie: “Chuck?”

You: “Hm?”
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No. 727031 ID: 163674
File 146474556504.png - (6.48KB , 500x500 , 3-201.png )
727031

Marcie: “Do you think I’m…”

Marcie: “…dumb?”
>>
No. 727032 ID: 0a94cb

Could a dumb person rattle off a hundred recipes at the drop of a hat?

Maybe she just needs to expand her horizons a little bit. With some help.

Touch the butte.
>>
No. 727033 ID: 350a50

>>727031
"I've known dumb. I've, erm, worked with a lot of dumb. You seem a bit inexperienced, but definitely not dumb."
>>
No. 727034 ID: 2ce93e

just tell her she is pure.

Alternatively...

IT'S A PIECE OF CAKE TO BAKE A PRETTY CAKE
IF THE WAY IS HAAAZY
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No. 727036 ID: a075ba

Nah. You've just got tunnel vision. You're all focused on one thing, so there's less left to focus on other things, right?
>>
No. 727038 ID: 2f5847

HNNNNNG don't punt.

She might think about things a different way than some people.
But she's better at running a bakery than we'd ever be.

She's sure charming just the way she is.
>It's the 1990s, and no one knows the cake song.
>>
No. 727039 ID: 5a893f

You are the most genius baker I've ever met. You are not dumb.
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No. 727052 ID: 163674
File 146474912155.png - (5.44KB , 500x500 , 3-202.png )
727052

You: “No, you’re not dumb.”

You: “You’re just specialized.”

You: “You’re the best baker I’ve ever met, and that takes serious time and devotion. Time I spent on things like”

You: “you know, sex jokes.”

Marcie: “Well, if you say so. I just get tired of bein’ out of the loop all the time.”

You: “Yeah, I know, I get it. I used to hang around a lot of people who spoke other languages”

You: “I never knew what any of those guys were saying”

Marcie: “Well you’re speaking my own language. It’s not the same, I just don’t think that way.”

You: “You know”

You: “I kind of like that about you. Me, I get distracted so easily with that stuff. You’re just… focused.”

You: “Besides, you think about things in a way I can’t.”

Marcie: “Do you think about sex that much?”

You always thought about it a lot, but since you arrived in Coxwette it has been nearly constant.

You: “…once in a while, yeah.”

Marcie: “I’ve got to get back to work. Thanks for comin’ to see me today. It really means a lot to me.”
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No. 727053 ID: 2f5847

She told us she'd see us tomorrow, we're just following through. Chuck's an honest guy.

Well, mostly.
Kind of.
>>
No. 727056 ID: 008615

Well give her a hug and say it was nice to see her too, honestly we should probably not tell her about what happened today, instead let's just ease her into it when she isn't so busy.

Now for a very un-fun, and possibly even a little heartbreaking, I think we should go to the the stoppe shop and see Ellen. I want to know if there is anything we can do to help her or even figure out what happened when she worked for Davey.
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No. 727062 ID: 163674
File 146475041684.png - (6.45KB , 500x500 , 3-203.png )
727062

You give Marcie a hug and tell her that you’ll see her bright and early for work.


Hm hm.

Marcie.



Well, it’s around 4PM, so you have the sad, waning hours of the weekend left to do whatever you’d like.

a) go to the Shoppe Stoppe
b) to to see the mayor
c) go to Naz’s place
d) go to the Plath House
e) Other >_
>>
No. 727063 ID: 008615

A, to talk with Ellen and make sure she is okay (and maybe see if we can figure out what happened when she worked for Davey) then C, for "rehearsal."
>>
No. 727065 ID: 2f5847

The Shoppe, then over to Naz's. I for one want to catch her right at showertime.

Shopping list (modify as needed)
Flashlight
new shirt
hunting knife
Painful Memories
>>
No. 727066 ID: 3c550e

>>727062
I know we talked about fucking Naz's brains out but this is something to savor.

B then C. At the risk of tipping our hand, it might not be a terrible idea to see if the mayor knows anything specific about Wrinkly Needle Man. Leaving out what we discussed with Ramona of course.
>>
No. 727067 ID: fd9561

>>727063
this
>>
No. 727069 ID: 4e9864

>>727062
Before we leave Marcie, ask her if she'd like us to teach her the art of innuendo and double entendre. If she agrees, we could use them around her, and challenge her to identify them whenever we say them. Which would then give us the perfect excuse to use them around her, because she asked us to.
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No. 727071 ID: 163674
File 146475239959.png - (7.79KB , 500x500 , 3-204.png )
727071

You’ll let Marcie pick that up on her own. For the time being, you go to the Shoppe Stoppe. Ellen is there as always, looking bored. She sighs disdainfully when you make it clear that you are going to talk to her.

You: “No smile?”

She flashes a smile for half a second. You are impressed. You look around the store to see who else is there, and not surprisingly there is no one.

You: “So eh… I wanted to talk to you about when you worked for Davey”

Ellen: “Do we have to talk about that?”
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No. 727072 ID: 350a50

>>727071
"I saw some things, in the forest, this morning. On Davey's land. I was wondering if you've seen them too."
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No. 727073 ID: 398fe1

Tell her you want to know more about the man that asked you to send a girl up to his farm in exchange for some of his produce.
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No. 727076 ID: 008615

"Just a second."

Then get what was on your grocery list mentioned on >>727065, although I don't know if they have hunting knives, but also maybe a snack food, we
haven't eaten much besides some really bad soup. Then we'll talk.

"Look Ellen, it's just... I've known people like Davey before, and when I heard that you used to work for him... I just got concerned that he may have taken something from you that wasn't his to take. I'm only asking because I sincerely care about you and I want to see you happy and smiling."
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No. 727079 ID: 595d54

>>727073
>>727072
These work.

>>727076
>you don't have to tell me but you do have to eat all the eggs
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No. 727080 ID: 2f5847

>>727076
Good line.

What we want is something that'd fit in a boot, or below a shirt, and is broad enough to sever one of those godawful proboscises.
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No. 727082 ID: 163674
File 146475392211.png - (7.82KB , 500x500 , 3-205.png )
727082

You: “I just saw something strange on Davey’s land.”

Ellen: “ok”

You: “I wanted to know if you saw anything weird while you were there.”

Ellen: “Nope”

You don’t believe her, but you still give her a break and look around the store for a little while.

You find a flashlight (8bux), and a few well-made shirts (7bux each). There are no hunting knives, but you do find a steak knife set (20bux) and a baseball bat (12bux).

You return to the counter, taking out your wallet.

You: “Listen Ellen, I know his kind. I’m just worried he hurt you.”

You: “If you don’t tell someone what happened there, well, you might never smile again. Just think about it, alright?”

Ellen: “I have told someone.”

You: “Huh? Who?”

Ellen: “D-Donna”

You: “His daughter?”

Ellen: “He used to make me stay overnight in his barn when it was raining”

Ellen: “Donna always came out and brought me food and played boardgames with me.”
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No. 727083 ID: 398fe1

>>727082
Tell her you'll try to talk to Donna about it if she doesn't want to, but Davey did threaten to shoot you if he caught you talking to Donna. So it might be difficult.

Does she think he'll really do that? Shoot you for talking to his daughter?
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No. 727084 ID: 008615

"And what she say/do when you told her?"

For god's sakes give this poor a hug or at least give her some sign of trust and reassurement.
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No. 727088 ID: 2f5847

Ask her if she still likes to play boardgames. You bet she's pretty good at 'em.


Get a shirt or two, and the flashlight+ batteries. Maybe we can ask where bigger knives live, but don't interrupt an emotional moment to do so.
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No. 727090 ID: 163674
File 146475499341.png - (4.57KB , 500x500 , 3-206.png )
727090

You: “You had to sleep in the barn?”

You: “Was there an apartment in it or something?”

Ellen shakes her head.

You: “And what did Donna do when you talked to her?”

Ellen: “She gave me a hug and she”

Ellen: “well, she slept out there, too.”

Ellen: “She brought me a blanket and a pillow and we stayed up late telling stories.”

Ellen: “We just talked and talked about anything, I guess…”

You: “Was that all Davey did to you? Made you sleep in the barn?”

Ellen shakes her head and looks away.

Ellen: “What are you going to buy?”

a) flashlight (8bux)
b) shirt(s) (7bux each)
c) baseball bat (12bux)
d) steak knife set (20bux)
e) other >_
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No. 727092 ID: 398fe1

>>727090
A. B.

A bare knife won't be easily carried around without poking a hole in your pocket or yourself. If you can't find a utility knife or anything retractable don't even bother. I will say that a simple multitool would be worth carrying around.
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No. 727094 ID: fd9561

>>727090
a,b,c, and perhaps some rope. If not for survival, maybe for Naz
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No. 727095 ID: 008615

A and B. But for pity's sake just give her some for of reassurement, say you'll go to the cops with her if she wants to, but just let her know she has a goddamned friend that she can trust.
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No. 727096 ID: 4e9864

>>727090
A and B, and a nice non-chafing rope.
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No. 727101 ID: cc9c5d

>>727090
A) B) and C)
We will definitely need a weapon, and a baseball bat won't get too many odd glances by people with authority. I feel like if we get a big knife or something, then we're going to look like a murderer.
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No. 727103 ID: 2f5847

I suspect Naz will have rope around. Plus I'd rather not walk through the street with it. And a steak knife is only a weapon for fighting steaks.

Maybe we could play a boardgame sometime, if that wouldn't be horrifically painful?
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No. 727105 ID: 595d54

A and B, some rope of your own because it's handy stuff and you don't want to rely on Naz. Trying to comfort her sounds good, but I wouldn't be surprised if she didn't want to think about it. Saying she has a friend is good, asking about police might bring up other stuff. I think it'd still be worth asking.
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No. 727106 ID: 163674
File 146475744525.png - (6.84KB , 500x500 , 3-207.png )
727106

You buy a flashlight, a shirt, a twenty-foot nylon rope, and a baseball bat. Your total is 33bux.

Ellen recites in a very dull tone,

Ellen: “We appreciate your business.”

You: “Thanks. Look, if you want, I can go to the cops about this-”

Ellen: “Please don’t.”

You: “Well if you ever want someone to talk to”

Ellen: “I’m ok.”

You: “It, uh… it gets better, alright?”

Ellen nods, packing your purchase into a paper bag.

a) stay and chat >_
b) go elsewhere >_
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No. 727109 ID: f6442a

Whew, uhh, B.
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No. 727113 ID: 008615

We are not a very good psychiatrist....

"If you ever just want to talk, or want to paint together, I'm not very good though, let me know. See you, Ellen."

And smile and leave.
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No. 727114 ID: 2f5847

We may have overstepped.

But yes, time to go pay a mousecall.
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No. 727122 ID: 398fe1

>>727106
Well we can stop by Naz's place for a romp, shower, and then head back to the Plath house to maybe also romp. Or if Sally isn't up to it anymore we can use the flashlight to look around in the attic better, to find that letter or the key to the safe.
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No. 727194 ID: f79b01

>>727106
>>727114
I don't know, I'm not experienced with things like these, but I almost feel like we've gone in so far that we can't just back out now. I just don't know how to say it, but I almost feel like now we HAVE to bring up the attack, just so she knows she's not alone in this. You know, in the event that it was actually eldritch horrors traumatized her and not "just" rape.
Maybe we could make a subtle reference to the beast and see if that elicits a reaction out of her? But that might jut PTSD the fuck out of her and alienate her further. Perhaps complain about your back on the way out of here? But she might not care enough to ask why our back hurts. Perhaps say something like this with the most serious and concerned face you can, "Look, I need to get to the point. I'm not going to lie, this isn't all about helping you, I'm mostly looking for someone with whom I can talk to about Davey. I just need to know one thing: was Davey the monster of the barn, or were there... others?" But I'm not certain if that situation would send the right message either; I'm pretty horrible in situations like these.

Maybe it would just be best to abscond while we can.
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No. 727195 ID: 4afb4b

>>727194
Instead, on our way out the door we should say, with our serious face, "Listen, guys like that are gonna get whats coming to them." And pat the baseball bat in our hand.

If shes withholding information that Davey isn't that bad, implying we're gonna beat his head in will likely get her to stop us. If it doesn't, we can confirm she wants him dead.
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No. 727207 ID: 2f5847

>>727194
>>727195
I'm not altogether inexperienced in situations like these. What Ellen wants, more than any vengeance or parity, is her life back.

Which is impossible,
which is why it's sad.
But I don't think it's good to push her further. We've brought up a lot of bad Juju, which is gonna color her days for awhile. She's not likely to be grateful.

Also, somewhere over the weirdness of the past days, Farmer Horsefucker just became a lesser threat than whatever's haunting town. Maybe someday we'll have the tools to reach him, but right now I just don't think that's viable. Certainly not to the point of boasting about it.
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No. 727213 ID: 4e13e7

>>727207

I wish i could say i had no experience with this kind of situation. You're probably correct.

Unfortunately, our Next best bet is to talk to the daughter privately and definitely get ourselves shot. We're basically screwed.
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No. 727214 ID: 595d54

>>727213
We could distract him. It'd still be risky, of course. He seems to care about people on his land and whatever those demons were.
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No. 727242 ID: 15a025

>>727113
Offering to paint with her sounds like a fun time. I second this idea.
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No. 727297 ID: 163674
File 146483574362.png - (8.64KB , 500x500 , 3-208.png )
727297

You head for the door, looking at Ellen on your way out. Your childhood wasn’t stellar, but it was probably better than hers.

You: “Maybe we’ll get together and paint soon.”

You: “I’m no good, but maybe it’d be fun.”

Ellen’s ear twitches.

Ellen: “You’d do that?”

You: “Absolutely. If you’ve got paint, that is.”

Ellen: “I… I do. Yes.”

You had no idea an accent so cute could sound so sad. You give her a smile anyway.

You: “Let’s do it, then. I bet you could teach me a thing or two.”

As much as you want to promise her you’ll smash that farmer’s face in, you can’t. As much as you desperately want to ask her what she has seen, what you saw, and what has happened to her, you just can’t do it to that literally doe-eyed face.

You: “Tuesday? After work?”

Ellen: “Sure… I guess.”

You: “I’ll see you then.”

You’ll go to Naz’s place next, but you are quick to realize that you don’t know where that is.
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No. 727299 ID: f6442a

Town Hall is where the public records are kept. Go ask the secretary.
>>
No. 727300 ID: 350a50

Ask for directions.
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No. 727301 ID: 35151f

>>727299
ye
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No. 727302 ID: 0b4dd7

see if you can find a letterman jacket. a bat over the shoulder just doesn't look right without one. it'll also protect your cardigan.
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No. 727304 ID: 008615

I don't know about town hall, I feel like that would be the equivalent of walking into a snake pit (pun intended), so why don't we just go ask Selma real quick?
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No. 727308 ID: cc9c5d

>>727302
Indeed. You must get a Letterman Chuck. It will protect your cardigan from harm and stains when you get down to dirty deeds.

Selma probably knows where Naz lives. Assume the worst of City hall for now and avoid it. They banned the internet and alcohol, So I bet your bat will get confiscated if you're seen walking in to government buildings.
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No. 727309 ID: 2f5847

Yeah, is the library even open? They wouldn't leave it without someone on duty, right?
>>
No. 727310 ID: 398fe1

>>727297
You could ask Sally but there's an obvious problem with doing that. Selma is a better choice.
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No. 727311 ID: 163674
File 146484004133.png - (5.49KB , 500x500 , 3-209.png )
727311

You recall that Selma and Naz live together. If Naz is off work, they are probably both off.

The library has finally closed and locked up - not even Sally is there at the moment.
>>
No. 727312 ID: 398fe1

...I think the only option is to call Naz. If there's a phone book you can use that. If not, you could ask Sally and try not to make it obvious why you're calling Naz.
>>
No. 727313 ID: 2f5847

She's doing some research for us, we don't have to lie about that.

She specifically described an apartment, which has got to narrow the site down specifically.
>>
No. 727316 ID: 2f5847

I guess If we can visually confirm a complex, let's head there and do a manual search. If not, drop by Marcies or something and use her phone.
>>
No. 727319 ID: fa8f9d

This is a small town... surely there is only one apartment complex. Wait! When was that guys ball game or whatever? did we miss that?
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No. 727324 ID: 163674
File 146484555971.png - (8.47KB , 500x500 , 3-210.png )
727324

You go back to the area where you hung the fliers up last week. There is a small apartment complex there with some lights on. It is pretty active for a Sunday night, and you hear sounds coming from various units. You decide to knock on the one with…


a) thumping
b) music
c) laughter
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No. 727325 ID: 35151f

>>727324
I uh, think it might be wise to set the bat down at some point before doing any of that

thumping for sure though
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No. 727327 ID: 2f5847

Bat goes in bag.
Chuck goes to thumppenhaüs.
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No. 727336 ID: 008615

Let's not go the room with the thumping, we don't want to cock block someone. Instead let's head to the one with music, I think Selma and Naz might be the one with music.
>>
No. 727337 ID: 2f5847

>>727336
logic seems sound.
>>
No. 727339 ID: 398fe1

>>727336
Yeah.
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No. 727342 ID: f562b1

Was today the day of the party?
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No. 727343 ID: b17b81

Music seems best one to ask at if it ends up not being their place.
>>
No. 727376 ID: 921b0a

>>727324
I'd say check for a reception and ask but where's the fun in that?
Nah go for music
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No. 727382 ID: f6442a

>>727325
For sure, this isn't Hotline: Coxwette.
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No. 727401 ID: 2a7417

>>727342
Today is the party at Selma and Naz's, home of the ball-thumping action.
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No. 727405 ID: 350a50

Go to the thumping, Chuck.
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No. 727413 ID: 856587

music
>>
No. 727450 ID: 15a025

Pump up the tunes!
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No. 727459 ID: f6442a

Thumping. UNTS UNTS UNTS UNTS
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No. 727460 ID: 6e36ba

Laughter?
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No. 727486 ID: 163674
File 146491664399.png - (8.99KB , 500x500 , 3-211.png )
727486

You follow the music, and it grows louder and clearer as you approach the lower floor beneath the balcony. It’s a single voice accompanied by a crunchy electric guitar playing improvised blues licks.



”Freedom’s just another word for nothin’ left to lose…”



“and nothin’ don’t mean NOTHIN’ if it ain’t free!!”
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No. 727487 ID: 163674
File 146491667389.png - (12.76KB , 500x500 , 3-212.png )
727487

“Feelin’ good was EASY LAW-AWD WHEN HE SANG THE BLUES!”

“And feelin’ good is good enough for me…”
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No. 727488 ID: f6442a

Bye bye birdie

Keep looking.
>>
No. 727489 ID: 15a025

Start clapping.
>>
No. 727493 ID: 595d54

>>727488
This.

>>727489
No time.
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No. 727494 ID: 083b03

What do you wanna bet she's naked behind that curtain?
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No. 727495 ID: eeabae

Yell "FREE BIRD!!!" and hide.
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No. 727499 ID: 163674
File 146491896749.png - (4.85KB , 500x500 , 3-213.png )
727499

On second thought, you decide not to waste any time on this bird’s nonsense. Unless you want to just start knocking on random doors, that just leaves you with the two other sounds to follow:

a) thumping
b) laughter
>>
No. 727501 ID: f6442a

Thumpety thump.
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No. 727502 ID: 595d54

Laughter.
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No. 727504 ID: 350a50

Thumping.
It's Sunday evening. On Sunday evening there's a ball-thumping bocce tournament at Selma's apartment, which is also Naz's apartment since they live together.
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No. 727505 ID: 398fe1

>>727504
Ohhh you're right.
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No. 727506 ID: 13c6b3

Thumping
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No. 727507 ID: 163674
File 146492129754.png - (5.53KB , 500x500 , 3-214.png )
727507

You follow the thumping next, knocking on the door. When it opens, the sound is sharper.

Selma: “Oh”

Selma: “Hi Chuck”
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No. 727508 ID: 35151f

>>727507
"Hey Selma, Naz there?"
>>
No. 727509 ID: 398fe1

Tell her Naz said you should come over, are they setting up the Bocce tournament?
>>
No. 727510 ID: 350a50

"I heard this is where a guy should go to play with his balls?"
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No. 727511 ID: eb385b

>>727507
Sorry Selma I'm looking for tell Naz room
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No. 727512 ID: 163674
File 146492366698.png - (12.39KB , 500x500 , 3-215.png )
727512

Selma does not seem disappointed at all that you are looking for Naz. She leads you inside, where Naz and Geoff are standing in the living room. Both are wearing pajamas, and Naz is carrying a bowl with a grilled cheese sandwich in it.

Naz:

Naz: “Oh right”

Naz: “Yeah, I invited Chuck over. No wonder someone is actually showing up to this thing.”

Geoff: “HI Chuck!”


a) “So when does the bocce start?”
b) “Should I be in my underwear, too?”
c) “Ready to rehearse, Naz?”
d) “Wait, I’m the only one who showed up?”
e) Other >_
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No. 727514 ID: 398fe1

>>727512
What, it's that close to 7 PM already? That can't be right, how'd it take 3 hours to go to the shoppe and back?

B.
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No. 727515 ID: 65317a

B and start to undress before she has time to respond.
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No. 727516 ID: c22069

A bowl for grilled cheese? Is it also full of hot soup too, or did they just run out of plates?

B & D.
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No. 727517 ID: 2f5847

>>727504
It's about 5, I'd guess. Not sure how long it takes to walk across Coxwette.

Anyway, B. Ask if you can make yourself a sandwich, too.
We should get Naz Alone before we come on too strong.
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No. 727518 ID: 13c6b3

B and sammich
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No. 727519 ID: 13c6b3

B and sammich
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No. 727521 ID: 566338

>>727517
Second.
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No. 727523 ID: 350a50

A and B
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No. 727530 ID: 163674
File 146492787636.png - (8.86KB , 500x500 , 3-216.png )
727530

You: “Should I be in my underwear, too?”

Naz: “Sure, I mean if you want”

Geoff: “Definitely, I’d say”

You set down your shopping bag and strip down to your boxers without hesitation.

You: “Am I the only only one who showed up?”

Selma: “Yeah…”

Selma: “I haven’t lost hope, though. It’s only five.”

Naz: “Oh come on, no one ever comes to these. This is probably the best we’re going to get. Selma, can you help me with the snacks?”

Naz and Selma leave the room.

Geoff gives you a pleasant smile, walking over.

Geoff: “Selma talks about you sometimes…”
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No. 727531 ID: 163674
File 146492790495.png - (8.30KB , 500x500 , 3-217.png )
727531

You: “Bad things, I hope-”

Geoff: “What happened to your back, man?”

Geoff: “Wait…”

Geoff: “No, no…”
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No. 727532 ID: 163674
File 146492794827.png - (8.33KB , 500x500 , 3-218.png )
727532

With trembling hands, Geoff lifts up his shirt.




END CHAPTER III
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No. 727533 ID: 398fe1

>>727532
"Nice abs, bruh."
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No. 727534 ID: 2f5847

I think we might have solved the gender imbalance mystery.
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No. 727536 ID: 0a94cb

ALIENS.
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No. 727542 ID: 7b65b9

That soup Ramona made for you must have had souper-natural healing powers.
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