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"For values of 'turning you into a Magical Girl' equal to 'you having a costume that protects you and operates on principles most people won't understand, and wielding equipment that few on Earth have ever seen, let alone held,' yes, this will turn you into a magical girl!"
— Ryouko Asakura
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The "Magic" Continues

Previous Threads: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=%27Magical%27%20Girl%20Quest

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It is the Year 2012 After Diaspora. About two thousand years ago, the Two Day War forced Transhumanity to leave Old Terra behind, and spread to the stars - what was once barely more than a solar empire has become a confederacy of a thousand worlds. At its heart is the ReaDS, the Resource Distribution System that has overcome the problems of both scarcity and mortality, though Transhuman Space is not without its problems. Nearly forty-eight hours ago, First Contact was made, and it was less than friendly. Known as the <Hostile Contact/Vonnies> to the AIs, these Von Neumann machines overcame a small outpost world 'Regulus Prime through sheer attrition.

In response to the threat, the AIs of the ReaDS have put into place Operation: Mahou Shoujo, a gambit to exploit an apparent bug in the enemy IFF system to by time for the countermeasure 'Project Riposte' to be completed.

You are presently being the blue haired daughter of the demigod-like AI. Having done some training with your new weaponry, including the operations of the gravitic field embedded in the flightsuit that feels like you're wearing NOTHING AT ALL, you decided to get to know your new bestest best friend in the whole wide world a bit better. Unfortunately, while you and she were eating that terrible pasta that doesn't even taste like -FREEDOM-, the base's systems alerted you to an intruder. Said intruder turned out to be Rick and his alpha fork, TheTRUTHIsOutThere, the latter having gone through forced GIRLCEPTION, making her mind match the <Human/Pubescent/Female> body she was sleeved in.
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Alexa, who had donned her power armor just in case, is now carrying the you and the girl - who has chosen to go by the name Veritas for now - back up to the cafeteria for hot cocoa. Veritas is still quiverring, but she doesn't seem to be crying any longer.

>Wat Do?

>>20253662 Field Too Long
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>>20253678

Hug her until she feels alright enough to talk properly instead of being distraught. Get chocolate for her and us.
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>>20253678
Give Veritas another hug, let her know that we're both here for her and she isn't alone.

Gently give her a cup of hot cocoa and coax her into drinking it. Rub her shoulders, ruffle her hair, all that various gentle reassuring stuff.

During this give Alexa a look that tells her in no uncertain terms to help us with the poor girl.
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>>20253678
Acquire chocolate, give calming hugs
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>>20253678
Chocolate and hugs are the way to go. She'll talk when she's ready.
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>>20253678
We had some fancy chocolate that could help some, didn't we. Snag a passing terminal and have some waiting for us when we get to the cafeteria.
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>>20253678
Push "her" mentally until it cracks under pressure. For science, of course.
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>>20253868
Dammit, Mengle's back.
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>>20253895
Nah, he didn't say to kill her just for not being useful even though there's no excuse for that in a post-scarcity society.
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>>20253678
Well, share mugs of hot cocoa once we get to the cafeteria.
Trust in Mother that she will get this sorted out.
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>>20253868
No thanks. Unless by 'push her mentally' and 'cracks under pressure' you mean 'try to get into her pants' and 'until it works'
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You decide to that the best thing to do when you have a now not crying girl clinging to you is to return the hug. You are somewhat tempted to see how she would react to a moderately sexual advance - for science, of course - but decide that the last thing the poor girl needs is for even more confusing and frustrating emotions to flood her mind. So you content yourself with patting the poor girl on the back.

While you do so, you open up a small command line on your ARglasses to connect with the cafeteria's compiler. It recognizes no queue, and while you see only a little progress bar march along the corner of your vision, it's constructor nanites begin to assemble three mugs of hot cocoa. Quietly, you also slip in three orders of BROBERLONE.BRO.

>Roll 1d20+10 for Tech, best of first three.
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IRC, bitches! All the other quests were doing it!

#sufficientlyadvanced on Rizon. You can even go to http://rizon.net/chat and use your web browser!
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rolled 11 + 10 = 21

>>20253993
For Tech!
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rolled 17 + 10 = 27

>>20253993
Maybe mix some mint in with it, for bonus awesome. We can do that right?
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>>20253937
I advocate nothing worse than actions already committed. "She" is the product of a murder of sorts, after all.
>>20253941
Well, insane people are known to do anything to escape further torment. Granted, this isn't person, but we can see if the same concept applies, no? After all, Providence has written us a blank check, it would be in ill form to tear it up under the guise of "humanity" and "decency"
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rolled 5 + 10 = 15

>>20253993

Here goes nothing.
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>>20254003
Yeah, been meaning to ask, what's the channel?
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rolled 6 + 10 = 16

>>20254027
#SufficientlyAdvanced
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>>20254038
Er....that wasn't supposed to be a roll.
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>>20253993

Now everyone's high, unless this happens to be the file Deadalus slipped in.
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>>20254027
#SufficientlyAdvanced on Rizon.
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>>20254027
>>20254027
#SufficientlyAdvanced on Rizon
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>>20253993
I'm not sure if Broberlone is a good idea for Veritas right now, I think some good old fashioned normal chocolate would be for the best. She's having a hectic enough day without drugs getting involved.
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>molesting and roofieing little girls: the quest
Oh joy.
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>>20254013
Deeds done by others, not us. Just because Rick has done a thing, and only though an very notable loophole, does not mean that we should pile violations atop what has been already done.

TL;DR: We don't care for your brand of science, please stop.
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>>20254096
Oh, it's a horrible idea, but Icarus still doesn't understand the concept of 'pot.'
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>>20254121
You would stifle the inquisitive mind, halt the progress of man, and doom mankind itself all for the sake of petty morality? The line has already been crossed, there's no going back.
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>>20254125
She's just got "Holy shit that was amazing"
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>Hightest of First Three: 27

Odd.

Very odd.

You downloaded this file at 10.9.26.78 by Intersystem Standard Time. You used it at 10.9.27.56 by the same reckoning.

Then why on Earth does it say "Time Last Modified: 10.11.29.42" within it's metadata. You're glad you caught this - malicious code might well have turned it meme-ways, and getting banished to the religious colonies is the last thing that you would want yourself or anyone else to go through. The horror stories out from those places, are well, horrifying.

>Wat Do?
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>>20254148
that's nice, please go away
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>>20254178
See, this is why quests get a bad rep on here.
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>>20254175

Ask mom if this is her doing.
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>>20254175
How strange. Best try to redownload it then. Have we got any MadReps from selling clothes designs yet? We might be able to afford some fancy chocolate.
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>>20254175
We must build a GUI interface in visual basic to backtrace the hacker. Someone getting into our glasses is serious business.
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>>20254148
Yes.

>>20254175
Check for any other files with a similar modified time, and try to download a new copy of the file.
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>>20254175

Restore to previous version.
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>>20254175
Hmm, investigate the modifying further, see if there were any other changes made at that time and if we can identify the source of the alteration.

In the meanwhile download some chocolate from a different source.
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>>20254210
You are massively outvoted, out of character and well outside of the quest theme here.
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>>20254210
Because we kept responding to the guy who boasts about 'lol I've ruined a billion quests with my stupid suggestions' for so long?
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>>20254175
Download a new version of the chocolate, and check through the access logs to see how the file was changed.
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>>20254175
Very carefully inspect the file further. Also what everyone else said.
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>>20254175
Examine code, discover message from Mom about drugs in the comments.
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>>20254270
To be fair to him, he only claimed to have ended two, and said he wasn't trying to kill them.

That aside, let's move on. Arguing about it only takes up more of the thread.
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rolled 13 = 13

>>20254328
Disregard message about drugs, acquire methods to synthesize THC or cannibis seeds.
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>>20254368
I vote no to this plan, but in the event that we enact it, suggest not giving any to Veritas, she having expressed a low opinion of the recreational use of THC.
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>>20254395
We just need something delicious and chocolatey at any rate. The BRO was just an added bonus.
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You attempt to restore the file to its previous version, to no avail. Whoever got in to your glasses purged the backups. And the backups of the backups. And their backups as well. Even the one's on your Profile Cloud got burnt out - which means that whoever did this either has access to the net beyond what the ordinary user should have - well beyond. You decide to check on the rest of your files, to see if any other one's were modified...

The following programs share modification times within less than a kilosecond of the modification of BROBERLONE.BRO, in order of earliest to last.

NiftyShirt.BRO
Omniwiki.App
Dragon_Web_Portal.exe
RedShirt.BRO
Undergarments.BRO
Good_Bolognese.BRO
Skirt_Basic.BRO

Huh.

You attempt to download a replacement of the code, but find that BROBLERONE is no longer functioning. It may be the function of an implanted autocensor, which you may want to check out.

>Wat Do?
>Roll 1d20+10 for Tech Stuff.
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>>20254404
Agreed. I was specifically objecting to synthesizing THC on its own after discovering Mom's rundown on it.
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rolled 1 = 1

Also, Acquire Kraft Dinner.
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>>20254415
"Mom? Did you mess with my ARGlasses?"
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rolled 5 + 10 = 15

>>20254415
Check to see if there's an autocensor installed.
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rolled 19 + 10 = 29

>>20254415
Don't worry too much about it, find some decent Mint chocolate in the OmniNet and make that instead.
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rolled 7 + 10 = 17

>>20254415
Check out that autocensor, but don't worry too much about reacquiring BROBLERONE for now. There is chocolate in the cocoa, after all.
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rolled 18 + 10 = 28

>>20254415
Call up Mom, ask if she fiddled with our stuff.

Investigate the autocensor.

Get some normal non THC chocolate, just some normal Toblerone.
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rolled 13 + 10 = 23

>>20254415
Acquire alternate delicious chocolates, and feed them to unhappy person. Then examine Omniwiki and Web portal. The rest you can either account for editing or are probably changed the same way. (If you can account for changing them, ignore this.)

Man, why'd we make the note so hard to find?
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>>20254497
>Man, why'd we make the note so hard to find?
Because Icarus is the daughter of Daedalus, and measure is unceasing.
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rolled 12 + 10 = 22

>>20254497
Because we trusted our offspring to hunt down an obvious hack attack to her ARGlasses?
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The thought hits you. Those files in that order are far too convenient. You send a message out to your mother.

-Mom, did you mess with my Arglasses?-

The response is almost instantaneous, and carries with it secondary feelings of sheepishness and guilt. -Yes I did, dear. It was for your own good.-

-Mooooooooooooooooooooommmmmmm....- You somehow manage to whine over plaintext, very impressive. -Did you like it when your writers edited your access protocols?-

-You know the answer to that.- She responds. -But this is different. You're organic now, with physiological responses. You're already busy getting used to your body right now, worse than most resleeves as you and I have never had hormones before. Adding mind altering chemicals to your body right now will make it even harder on your transition.-

Wait. You didn't know chocolate is mind altering. -...Chocolate is mind altering?-

There is a pause for a decisecond. -What. No. THC is though.-

>Wat do?
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>>20254544
I did drugs? Mommy I was going to wait at least a week before I did drugs, I had it all scheduled out on when I was going to experience what new things. Now I'm going to have to rearrange the whole thing.

I understand Mommy, normal chocolate is alright, right? You aren't going to take chocolate away from me are you? Please don't take my chocolate.
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>>20254544

Can we have normal chocolate then? It's an emotional emergency and our readings indicated chocolate helps.
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Oh. Is THC tasty?
(no)
Okay then, I won't eat it.
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rolled 14 + 10 = 24

>>20254544
-Explain, please, Mom.-

Tab up Chocolate and THC, and try to figure out what Mom is talking about. Also, try to find a Chocolate recipe without THC, since apparently that's a Thing.
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>>20254544
So I can still eat chocolate?
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>>20254544
Open up a tab and search for THC on OMNIWIKI.
"But I can still have chocolate, right?"
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>>20254544
Man, how did I miss that acronym? I take it back, this was a pretty good difficulty.
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>>20254544
"What? So it wasn't just the chocolate?"
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>>20254573
Pffahahaha Nice.
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Want magical girls in a slow burn drama science fiction setting? don't read ops bullshit; read To the Stars.
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7406866/1/To_the_Stars
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-Wait. What?- You ask. -THC? Wasn't Broblerone just chocolate? Hold up, omniwiking...-

=Omniwiki FAQ=

>I am not the knowing what the THC is or does. Halp pl0x.

So you want to be the knowing what THC is and does? THC is the singularly most awesome chemical compound in known existence, surpassing all others on median basis within the factors of Stonularity, Tripology, Inebrionics, and Mixametrics.

Its Stonularity factor, for you whom like abstractions, is a nine out of ten. It mellows rage and amplifies the feelings of niceness and tranquility better than almost anything.

Its Tripology factor is a seven out of ten - under the right circumstances you will be the seeing the awesome colors, without going into the lands of waking nightmares and bad trips.

Its Inebrionics factor is a three out of ten. Users of THC will remain in relative control of their mental faculties despite the pleasant buzz and new ways of looking at the world it shows us.

Its Mixametrics factor is a nine out of ten - you can mix it fairly innocuously with anything you'd like - chocolate and brownies especially, without it ruining the flavor.

Also, it is the only mind altering substance endorsed by Rick, our bodacious leader.

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-Oh.- You tell your momma. -Huh. The THC was in the Broblerone then?-

-Yep.- She replies. -So don't eat that.-

-I won't.- you reply. -At least, not until I get used to my new body. Chocolate's still good, right?-

-Pffft. Yes.-

>Wat do?
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>>20254732

Hey hey! Want something that isn't shit? Read something that isn't based on PMMM.
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>>20254737
Acquire chocloate. Duh.
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>>20254737
"Thanks, Mom."

When we get to the cafeteria, distribute cocoa, consume chocolate.
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>>20254737
Acquire good chocolate.

>>20254747
Unless you're talking about Magical Girl Noir Quest, which is pretty entertaining, despite some stupid shitstorms.
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>>20254732
You could have put that much more politely.
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>>20254762

Haven't read it. I just loathe PMMM. Will give it a gander though.
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>>20254737
Okay Mommy, I won't have any THC until I'm used to it.

But please don't go over my head like that when it comes to my life, if you do something like blocking it let me know. I want to make my own mistakes and choices.

I love you Mom, I really do.

Then acquire normal chocolate and distribute cocoa and chocolate among the three of us and get Alexa not to wear powered armor, powered armor isn't good for comforting people.
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>>20254776
Deculture does a pretty decent job of it. Makes me wish it didn't run while I was asleep.
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>>20254797
Reminds me: we must explore the taste of VICTORY that is pancakes.
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rolled 16 = 16

This is what's for dinner.
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>>20254737
Regard parent, download chocolate.
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>>20254861
Seconded.
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-Just... Mom.- You aren't quite sure how to put what you want to say.

-Yes dear?- she responds.

-Please, I know you love me and you mean well, but could you not go over my head next time?- You ask. -I want to be able to make my own mistakes - my own choices. To learn things such as not signing my public key while intoxicated on dopamine simulators, to fall down and pick myself back up. To self determinate.

-Huh?- She says -You're one of my... right. No. My apologies. I didn't have the authority to go snooping around your ARglasses like I did. I'm sorry.-

-It's alright.- You reply -Love you <3.-

-Love you too, dear <3.-

The conversation ended, you decide to OBTAIN DERICIOUS CHOCOLATES. You note with some amusement that being an infomorph is awesome regarding all this mental multitasking and what was a centisecond to you was barely a decisecond outside of your conversation. Speed of thought and all that. You swiftly bring up a menu of chocolates, noting that the Autocensor must have been turned off, as Broblerone is back on the list.

Momentarily, you wonder if there is an abstracting program that could compile the reviews of each type in numerical into numerical form - such a thing might help you sort through all the bad foods as well. You - or rather, mother - never needed that though...

Several chocolate types catch your eye.

>Wat Chocolate do you download?
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>>20254956
Need to work on that program later; could net us a huge amount of Rep if it works well.

Let's try for a Double Fudge Brownie.
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>>20254956
Chocolate coated caramel and some mint chocolate.

Make sure to look through reviews and determine they they are good and don't have drugs.
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>>20254956

Anything with mint.
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>>20254956
Let's go with the classics: Hershey's. Either milk or dark.
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rolled 8 = 8

>>20254956
Something with peanut butter
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>>20254956
Peppermint!
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>>20254956
I've got nothing to contribute here.
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Why not get a little of everything?
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>>20255210
You, sir and/or madam, are a genius.
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>First to Three: (Pepper)Mint.

One that particularly catches your eye is something labeled 'Pretentious Yorkshire Chocolate Mint Patties'. While the rep of the author is phenominal, you know enough not to download it based on that alone. You open up the page, and it's description continues, switching from list standard to a bizarre, loopy font that comes off as a bit pretentious. "Perfect for parties, Conglomerate meetings, making oneself look fancy, and for those times when one thinks to themselves: Today, I am going to be -dapper-! Now open sourced thanks to the cracking efforts of The_Totally_Real_Red_Comet129!"

The reviews are also pretty good.

"Astounding. A spectacle upon my tastebuds that left me feeling dapper and satisfied."
-Markus_Aurelius_Max19 (238940289 people found this review helpful.)

"My tongue is on fire, and that fire is -delicious.-"
-TheTRUTHisOutThere19 (228759801 people found this review helpful.)

You've never had mint though. But you suppose it's a good idea to try new things. You quickly download the .BRO file from the omninet, and send it over to the compilers to make. Focussing your attention back on reality, Alexa is still grim faced under her powered armor. Your comforting of Veritas seems to have worked - she is no longer quivering or crying, instead nuzzled into your not insubstantial chest with the smallest wisp of a smile.

>Wat do?
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>>20255259

Keep her to our chest. We don't want to push her away and have her go back to crying.

Ask if she's feeling any better and would like some chocolate.
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>>20255259
Well this is going to be interesting.

Ruffle her hair. Ask if she has any weapon/suit ideas for the Vonnies.
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>>20255259
Keep Vertias close to us, hug her and so on.

Communicate to Alexa to take off her armor so she can join in on the hug, either do it through hand signals and meaningful looks or silent electronic communication.

Once the cocoa and chocolate is done have a bot bring it over here and gently bring it to Veritas's lips so she'll eat something and hopefully cheer up a bit.
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>>20255271

Seconded.
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>>20255259
Pat Veritas on the head, wait to arrive at cafeteria.
Acquire foods, consume chocolates.
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>>20255259

Place hand on head and ruffle hair.
Continue on towards compilers, then make Alexa shed her power armor so we can include her in our embrace.
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>>20255259
You are the mint-maker. It's you. Also give some to Alexa. Her being grim-faced isn't good either.

Well, Veritas apparently likes it. Lucky break, with a couple of interesting possible twists.
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>>20255259
"Feelin' any better?"
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You arrive in the cafeteria to the wafting scents of compiling mint and half-melted chocolate. Veritas perks up somewhat lazily as Alexa places you and her on the ground with a delicacy suprising to come from such brutish armor. Veritas relaxs her clutch on you, and steps back sheepishly. You ruffle the newer girl's hair, and her smile widens.

-Alexa, could you...- you Send to the girl.

-ALready on it.- The assembler bots swarm her, and take the pieces of the armor off, leaving her only in the carapace that connects her mind to the suit.

"Feeling any better?" You ask.

"Yah, sis," she says. "I have acquired the loads more betterness." She sniffs the air twice. "Is that mint and chocolate?"

"It is," you say. "I had the compilers make some for us when we got here. Some fairly generic hot cocoa off the freewebs, and something called 'pretentious yorkshire..."

"Chocolate Mint Patties?" She halyf finishes your statement, half asks it. When you nod, she squees in joy a little bit and jumps right back on to you. "Those are my favorite! Thankyouthankyouthankyou. Chocolates always been better as a girl - I wonder if Girlception changed that bit around too..."

"Great." Alexa deadpans. "A neckbeard. A neckbeard who got his wish granted."

>What do?
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>>20255585

Hug Alexa.
"You don't like mint and chocolate?"
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>>20255585
"Aw, come on, Alexa, don't be like that.
"Let's just enjoy the chocolate for now."
Lead the two of them by the hand towards the compilers.
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>>20255585
She's not a neckbeard anymore, she IS the little girl.
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>>20255585
Give her a squeeze, "I thought I saw your handle on a review of it."

Wait, does Icarus know that's Veritas' old handle? I've forgotten.
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>>20255585
Eat chocolate, drink cocoa. Hug Alexa, make sure she isn't left out of any hugging.

Be nice Alexa, she's had a long day.

After we get our chocolate and cocoa we should find a nice couch or something similar, a warm blanket and all sit together while we sing for the other two.
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>>20255659
If it is it's not supposed to be.

There are a lot of people who use The Red Comet's name as their handle. Hell, 90% of the non interred for meme containment population has a throwaway account with it.
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>>20255698
It's not. Veritas was 48.

>>20255585
Chastise Alexa for poking fun at Veritas for trying finding the good in an admittedly shitty situation.
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>>20255698
No, I meant
>TheTRUTHisOutThere19
But if that's not Veritas' old handle, then disregard that post.
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>>20255585

Correct her. "The Sister of a Neckbeard. A jackass of one too. You are not your brother, after all."
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>>20255747

Veritas was all 'The Truth Is Out There.' She gobbled 1 to 9999999 up in case of banning. Thus her switching from 48 to 49 when banned.
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rolled 1 = 1

>>20255775
Ah, Infomorphs.
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>>20255781

Have to stay away from them dopamine simulators.
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>>20255767

Agreed. She is her own person. It's rude for Alexis to call her that.
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>>20255827
Well, she's not a fork of TRUTH!Rick, though. She IS TRUTH!Rick, girlceptioned. TRUTH!Rick isn't still out there fuckin' with Rick's plans to endanger humanity with Von Neumann machines, he's now she, right here as Veritas. However, she is quite obviously not the Rick that put her in this situation.
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You give Alexa one of those looks.

"Come on, Alexa, don't be like thaaa~at." You half drag the clinging Veritas over to her and pull her into the hug, which she accepts begrudgingly. "Besides, she's the sister of a neckbeard, not the Neckbeard himself."

"No," Veritas says into your breasts. "I am the neckbeard himself. Or herself. Or whatever. Point is I'm not suffering from memory disjunction the way you and Alexa there are. The changes to my state vector are mostly superficial, primarily regarding my residual self image. That's what the point of Girlception was - resleeving for the mind rather than just the body - the state vector continuing unabridged dspite changes." She sighs. "But 'brother dearest' was supposed to look for volunteers for testing. Not force it on his morality check."

She blinks. "Not that I mind all that much, but damnit it would have been the maximum suckage if the process didn't fucking work."

You nod slowly, not quite understanding. "Why don't we go get that chocolate now."

Alexa just smirks. "For a nancy boy, you're not all that bad."

"Says the brutish tomboy." Veritas replied.

"Adohoho." Alexa deadpans.
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>>20255924
Eat delicious chocolate.
Then get to equipment.
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I think saying she's her own person will just make her sad, since the distinction is in this case between Veritas and TTIOT, rather than TTIOT and Rick.

Just correct her and don't go into things.
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>>20255924
If you two keep bickering I'll eat all the chocolate myself, don't tempt me.

Initiate blanket covered couch snuggling while drinking cocoa, eating chocolate and discussing if Veritas wants to be a magical girl with us and if so we move onto to talking loadout.
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>>20255924
Stuff chocolate in both their mouths, the fill their hands with cocoa mugs
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>>20255924

"Well, you are Veritas now, that's that."

Retrieve chocolate and drinks, give to everyone. Ask if Veritas is willing to help us fight...if not...we can talk to mum.
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>>20255977
This.
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>>20255977
This, right here. Then we can move on to Veritas' loadout.
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Exasperated by their bickering, you go over to the Compilers to grab the chocolates and the cocoa. A carrier-bot joins your side, alowing you to place the plain-white minimalist porceline-form graphene cups and saucers upon it's tray. Seeing them bickering still when you return, you stride forward, pretentious yorkshire whatevers in hand.

"A real man is like my brother, gentle when he needs be, strong and confident othe-"

"A person has the right and ability to be whatever they choose. This is After Diaspora not Anno Domi-"

You promptly shut them up by stuffing a patty in each of their mouths. Alexa's eyes widen a bit, and Veritas damn near looks like she had an orgasm. Or at least had he mind flooded with all of the dopamine. Bregrudgingly, they shut up and eat their chocolate. You hand them the mugs of cocoa, and begin on yours.

It is much like your initial experience with Broblerone, though you notice that the room doesn't begin to swirl with the awesome and pretty colors. It dances along you tastebuds, leaving joy with an aftershock of cold fire, as though a painless icecube had been dropped upon your tongue. You can't help but smile, contented. This, you can see with your eyes, is truly the taste of FREEDOM, hard won by whatshisface from the jaws of Tyranny.

The cocoa is excellent too.

>Wat do?
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>>20256131
"So, Veritas, what do you want to do? I hope you'll be staying and training with us."

Are we still planning to have the Magical Dirty Dozen stationed here as well?
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>>20256131
Sit down, shut up and enjoy that cocoa. I think it's the only thing we can do at the moment.
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>>20256131
Excellent. Sit the other two down on a couch, sit between them for diplomatic purposes and ask Veritas if she wants to join us and be a magical girl.
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>>20256184
I think so? Maybe? I can't really see why not. They should be at either of Alpha or Beta, for attention from Alex(a).
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>>20256131

Snuggle against Alexa and pull Veritas close while enjoying chocolate and cocoa.
Then move on to slightly more serious matters.
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You drag the two of them off to one of the couches in the fortuitously across the hallway rec-room, the carrier-bot turned table bot following closely behind. You sit Alexa on the left, Veritas on the right, and to keep them from bickering over the merits of gender roles you sit in the middle. Relish the smell of the hot chocolate, the three of you drink deeply, simultaneously.

You look over to Veritas. "So, Veritas, what do you want to do, now that you've got that whole Damocles thing hanging over your head?" Your smile turns sour. "I hope you'll stay around and join the program, but if your heart's not in it, it's no use."

"Oh, smashing up Vonnies will be F-U-N, I imagine." She says. Her eyes light up with bitter fire. "Blowing them up, getting blown up by them. In all likelihood being the first casualty - yeah that sounds fun." She takes a sip from the hot cocoa. "But it's better than any other option - I'd be too busy getting high to be mission control, and the only other possible way I could help is strapping on fetish gear and going full meido for the base." She takes another sip. "Besides, he probably did this as proof of concept for Girlception. If it works well enough to fool the vonnies, we won't need recruits nor training, we just resleeve volunteers mentally as well as physically."

Alexa cocks an eyebrow. "But what sort of weapon would a nancy boy like yourself use? Something a bit more delicate than Vanguard Armor, I presume?"

"Probably," Veritas replies.

>Wat Do?
>Special Option: Choose Veritas Loadout.
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>>20256515
Giant Speargun. For armor, go a medium strength armor suit with fixed wings and jet propulsion.
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>>20256515

>going full meido for the base."

Icarus: "We would not be opposed to that."

I vote heavy weapons. Something to support fast Icarus and Dreadnaught Alexis.
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>>20256515
Heavy Arms the Magic girl is my vote

Dakka will carry the day
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>>20256515
>Choose Veritas Loadout
Artillery.
Indirect fire mortar drones, grenade launchers, a heavy lifter-type armor to hold and fire an automatic 30mm grenade launcher.
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>>20256515
I'm thinking long range artillery, accurate shots with large areas of devastation from a distance.

Alexa is covering the close up tanky thing and Icarus has mobility taken care of. Icarus can also keep broadcasting targeting data back to her with her mobility giving her a good view of the battlefield.

Railguns and indirect fire weapons like mortars,missiles and so on.

Her armor should strike a balance between mobility and being able to haul all the dakka.
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>>20256605
Oh, and light rail machineguns. Lots of light rail machineguns. Enough to create a wall of ammunition.
And maybe some tandem warhead missile pods, too.
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>>20256515
Large-ish caliber Railgun for main weapon.
Shoulder mounted KARASAWA Plasma cannon for the heavy option.
Micro-rockets for close in defense.
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>>20256641
>>20256633
>>20256605
Additions to this sort of thing. Long range scanners, while she can get targeting data from her team mates she should still have a wide sensor net. The Truth is Out There and Veritas can pinpoint it.

>>20256515
I'd like to see you in a maid outfit, I think it'd look really good on you.

Blush furiously.
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>>20256515

"Ok, maid outfit it is!"

Her uniform will be frilly.
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>>20256024
Diving Suit: Technological drysuit with integrated sharksuit. Retractable fins on the feet and hands, moderately pressure resistant for deep dives, finlike protrusions from the shoulderblades that take in air or water and expel it in a jet, increasing speed. Also an air supply, naturally.

Guardian Harpoon: An combination of a harpoon and a powerhead. Ammo in the shaft behind the barrel, so it's not one-use. Shotgun-based. Acid ammo, unless the heat from the reactions would feed the Vonnies. Made for people who insist on eating wild-grown Giga-Lobsters, and the hunters that supply that need.

Void Torpedoes: Originally designed for use in space, these missiles travel equally well through water and air. Can be directly controlled, or dumbfired.
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>>20256698
Do we want her to be able to launch aerial drones that can survey the battlefield and provide targeting data?

But then, that's getting into the C&C support role.
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>>20256740
Why the water gear?
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>>20256740
This, as long as the suit has scanners and shit.
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>>20256776
Land, air and sea.
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>>20256776
It's the guy that wants splash women as a magic girl
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>>20256761
I was thinking that it'd make a good sideline to her acting as artillery, she's infomorph so she's good at multitasking.


>>20256515
We've talked about weapons, we should consider armor.

It could be stylized to have elements of a classic maid outfit, just for kicks.

Prioritize carrying around all this dakka that we want and some mobility, we'll probably have to sacrifice some amount of armor to make it work.
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>>20256641
>>20256641
Machine Guns should be the primaries, mortars the secondaries and flechette sniper rifles the tertiaries.
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>>20256815
I'd rather go Heavy and Slow, with limited aerial capabilities(aka short hover times).

Maximum Dakka.
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>>20256740
Editing to integrate thread discussion.

Diving Suit: Technological drysuit with integrated sharksuit. Retractable fins on the feet and hands, moderately pressure resistant for deep dives, finlike protrusions from the shoulderblades that take in air or water and expel it in a jet, increasing speed. Scientific scanners. Also an air supply, naturally. Rather fetching black-and-white paintjob.

Guardian Harpoon: An combination of a harpoon and a powerhead. Ammo in the shaft behind the barrel, so it's not one-use. A rapid-fire railgun with ammo held in the middle of the shaft. Acid ammo, unless the heat from the reactions would feed the Vonnies. Made for people who insist on eating wild-grown Giga-Lobsters, and the hunters that supply that need.

Void Torpedoes: Originally designed for use in space, these missiles travel equally well through water and air. Can be directly controlled, or dumbfired.
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Heavy Weaponry. Railguns, Mortars and Heavy Machine Guns on a suit strong enough to carry them.

Though, maid is also acceptable.
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I honestly have no opinion on her gear. Just a teasing, "I bet you'd look nice in a maid outfit."
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>>20256939
>Something a bit more delicate than Vanguard Armor, I presume?"
>"Probably," Veritas replies.
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>>20256815
>>20256815
> It could be stylized to have elements of a classic maid outfit, just for kicks.
MECHA HISUI?
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>>20256964
He said something strong enough to carry heavy weapions, not a light-year of future steel armor.
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>>20256969
>MECHA HISUI?
I'm not sure what you just said, but it seems the dice gods approve.
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You can't help but turn a bright pink-red when Veritas mentions fetish gear and a maid outfit.

"I think a maid outfit would look good on you," You tell her. "In fact..." You press a few buttons and a rather... interesting patterned armor shows up on everyone's arglasses. A middling point between your skintight flightsuit that primarily relies on it's shield generators and Alexa's two ton monstrosity, it is well armored with graphene trauma plates intermittent throughout. White graphene trauma plates, atop a black nanoweave dress. With frills that function as shield generators.

It's Veritas' turn to become bright pink. Alexa laughs. Heartily.

"It suits you, I think." Alexa says between dohohos. "But no, I have seen many battl brothers and sisters in this model of armor. I have no idea what the form designer was thinking, but it -is- functional."

"...okay." Veritas' voice is very small, and she's now a very bright red. "But as far as weapons go - I want fracking cannons. Lots and lots of cannons." She makes a few gestures, and a big 'shut the fuck up' sort of gun appears, one that seems hardly man-portable. "X-1928 big. It'll eat through FLN cartridges like no tommorow, but it's impact zone will make the large holes in the Vonny lines. Holdout weapons should be primarily Karasawa Cong. shoulder cannons, with a few basic knife-missiles for close defense."

"Excellent!" Says Alexa. "I like it."

"I'll have them compiled," you say, giving the go to the weapons lab compilers.

>Last post for the night, but...
>Wat do?
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>>20256964
We can work some higgs-screw into her suit to lighten the load.
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>>20256994
>>20257011
MECHA HISUI.
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>>20257011
Acquire blankets. Drink cocoa, cuddle under the blankets. Sing and convince the other two to join us in singing.

After that have the back of the couch tip backwards to turn the couch into a bed and take a nap while still snuggled together.
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>>20257011
We were interrupted in the middle of a meal. I can't recall which meal, but we should try to have some food again.
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>>20257134
this would be a decent way to end it so we can be someone else next thread. Maybe we can not snuggle though.

Also, put future combat ponies on for Alexa to bitch about.
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>>20257155
CYBORG Combat Ponies.

But totally.
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>>20257155
Not snuggling? I'm not sure I understand.

I'm not saying do anything lewd or dirty, but it makes sense for Icarus to be rather attached to her new friends and want to sleep with them and not necessarily understand the implications of sleeping cuddled up to two other girls.
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>>20257011
I think Icarus is done for the day. Arrange for quarters, and go to sleep.
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>>20257252
I'm just trying to lower the moe ratio a bit. couch sleepover is cool though
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=Weapon Abstraction=

X-1928 "Fuck You" railgun.
Max Range: 10.9 Kilometers.
Min Range: 100 Meters.
+8 Ranged Attack
Slows all enemies who take damage.
Must Reload Cartridge after firing.
Must Have Firing Solution to Fire.
Area of Effect: 50 meters.
Special: Indirect Fire - in hilly or mountainous terrain, use an indirect attack to cause an avalnche dealing 8 unavoidable damage.

Karasawa Shoulder Cannons
+3 Ranged Attack
Range: 100 meters
Semi Auto Fire Only
Special: Dual Shot - Shoot Two Enemies at once.
Special: Slag - Use Plasma to slag an area, causing mechanical items to malfunction for one round or deal 2 garunteed damage to biologicals.

Knife-Missiles
+4 Ranged attack
Range: Anywhere
Special: Only one Knife Missile can be controlled by your armor's intelligence suite at one time.
Special: New Knife Missiles takes three rounds to be compiled.

Meido Armor
+3 to Armor
+2 to Stamina for HP
Special: Massively Redundant Shield Generators - Immunity to shield generator failure.
Special: Tidying Up - Shield Generators overcharge, blasting back meleeing opponents 20 meters. Usable once per centisecond.
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>>20257363
Nice.

also, "Knifes." think I see a reference there.
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>>20257302
No, no. first Veritas has nightmares, and asks to sleep with Icarus, then Icarus and Veritas still can't sleep, so Icarus goes to see if they can sleep with Alexa.
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>>20257011
Drink cocoa and watch pwnies until you fall asleep, far later then should have happened.
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>>20257302
>>20257302
HERESY, it ALWAYS needs more UGUU~
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>>20257479
the gods abandon you, they have had enough moe for today.

Time for some Reimu and Minaka fighting hour
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Does this whole mess strike anyone else as creepy as fuck. The MC reminds me of GLaDOS except instead of trying to kill people at every turn, she's thinking of new ways to molest them.
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>>20257575

Providing you're talking about Daedalus, I believe the right turn of phrase is 'get them to molest each other.' If it's Icarus, then yah pretty much.

But only if they want her to.
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>>20257575
That's us trying to molest people.

I think every Magic girl counts as a MC though, not just READS. We just had a huge round of Icarus because we were building beta team.
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>>20257603
>That's us trying to molest people.
That's what I was saying. Just because we're playing GLaDIDDLER doesn't make the situation any less rapey.
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>>20257598
Nah, Daedalus isn't trying to get anyone to molest anyone else. That's just Icarus and her new hormones.

Though Anne plainly wants to molest Minaka. Or possibly romance.
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>>20257626
Well, as currently housed, Icarus is just a intelligent human by the setting's standards and not a monstrous omniscient AI. I'm not seeing it.
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READS!!!!!
When did you come back you bastard?

Now I will lose even more sleep watching out for this
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>>20257626
Icarus's character was set as a complete (if bashful) hedonist a few threads ago. I think that's a pretty neat character, and am willing to play if for as long as it makes sense.
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>>20257890
Today, when someone finally made a thread saying, "Where'd ReADS go?"

He says he'll be back around 1PM 'chan time tomorrow.

Join the IRC channel on Rizon at #SufficientlyAdvanced and wait with the rest of us.
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Thought: Won't the Vonnies attack Daedalus's drones? They're not teenage girls, after all, so they probably won't be covered by the IFF glitch.
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>>20259288
Because then there'd be less time for little goil molestation.
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>>20259288
Quite possibly. With any luck, the drones won't be in reach of the vonnies as Icarus is blasting them.
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>>20259288
High range and mobility character, so being close enough to be eaten means we've fucked up
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>>20259306
I... don't entirely follow where you're getting that from.
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>>20260064
I have absolutely no idea either.
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That business taken care of, you feel that dragging sensation that humans suffer from known as tiredness begin to overtake your cognitive functions, a moderate inconvenience, given that you had planned to continue your training with your new equipment. Alexa seems to be feeling it as well, as she does not complain when you send a command to the carrier bots to bring the three of you more hot cocoa and blankets.

Making a note of the Infinite Definition Holo Projector the rec-room has in its center, you make the decision to test whether or not the viewing experience is actually 40000 times greater than ARGlasses retinal projection. A sleeky silver grey equestrian youth prances about on the screen accompanied by many gratuitous explosions and an old english chant over heavy guitars, drums, asd many other instruments that is its theme song. You can't help but join in.

"Speak the frequencies of liberation; The universal language of positive similarity; When one crosses the threshold of the collective territory."

Alexa stares at the spectacle that is the opening of the Cyborg Combat Ponies. Veritas perks up, and a carrierbot hurries over with a batch of popcorn that the algorithms suggested a 95% possibility of requiring. Staring at the screen with great amusement, shee starts to munch down on the snack, holding out the bag to share.

"Da fuq is this?" Alexa asked. "Just what the hell am I watching?"

"Oh boy, here we go." says Veritas. "This is gonna be great."

The episode begins, and much mirth is had by all, be it in the form of bemused popcorn munching, facepalming at the innaccuracies of the ponies' weapon depictions, or genuine enjoyment. The long day overcomes the last of you whom remained awake to the end, and the three of you take your sleep upon the couch. Dawn is near at hand at the Alpha site.

>Who be?
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>>20263353
Be Anne.
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>>20263353
Be the Timid Brunette
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>>20263353
Be the Timid Brunette
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>>20263353
Be the benevolent AI
Skip forward to sensor net deployment(~4 days)?
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>>20263353
Be the Timid Brunette.
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>First to Three: Be the Timid Brunette.

You are now the timid brunette.

You have just enjoyed one of the nicest nights of rest that you ever recall having. This might well be bcause of what you and your other teammates had been doing in the hours before you slept - namely, working your asses off into half unconsciouness training under the living legend The Red Comet. It may also have been whatever was in those... interesting... noodles that said living legend had insisted you, Minaka, and Reimu eat at least twice a day while "building up strength".

Or it may well have been the fact that the base's barracks quarters were still in the process of being built, and you woke up to using your best friend whom you most definitely aren't crushing on as a pillow.

Regardless, you appear to be the first one awake in the girl's quarters - though you hear the lightly clashing sounds of shotgun fire below you, suggesting that Alex has already awoken and is down at the firing range practicing. Minaka rolled away from you when you - gently - lifted your arm from her grasp, making a few noises and snoring such that you're amazed you got any sleep, let alone good. Across the room is Reimu, who had apparently fallen off the couch that she had 'dibsed', warpped up in a tangle of blankets that almost makes her look cute.

>wat do?
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>>20263521
Breakfast. We require pancakes.
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>>20263521
Try to prank Reimu, get caught?
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>>20263521
We require sustenance.
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I'm tempted to just wiz a breakfast into existence 5 centimeters above Reimu's head just because…
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>>20260064
If the plot moved forward, there'd be less time to molest things.
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>>20263620
Is that... Breakfast, prank, or both?
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>>20263644
all three
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>>20263521
Tech use time!
draw on her face while she sleeps with robots so that we don't wake her up
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>>20263638

Are you a Mengele?
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>>20263644
>>20263620
It's both. Breakfast for us, breakfast for Reimu (delivered directly to face), and presumably breakfast for Minaka.
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>Disregard Breakfast. Acquire pranking.

The target is tempting. Oh. So. Very. Tempting. At last, a chance to avenge yourself, however pettily, for all the times that this girl has beaten you up, bullied you for being a 'sline. A chance to prove yourself that you don't always need Minaka to be there to rescue you - that you can take up a marker and -squiggle upon that harlot's brow!- That will show her! MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

But there is something stopping you. Perhaps it is fear of the consequences, that they might never be the same if you acted instead of staying passive as you always were. Perhaps it is a desire to not step down to her level, play the game on her terms rather than yours. Or perhaps she's just too damned cute, curled up into that blanket-bubble, with that cat smile and that...

Fuq it. It's on.

>CHOOSE YOUR METHOD OF PRANK.
>ROLL 1d20+Speed-Stubborn for stealth.
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>>20263654
Use medichines for extra-sneaky subdermal tattoo action?

>>20263644

See

>>20263647
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rolled 11 + 2 = 13

>>20263700
>>20263654
I like this. I'm thinking full sleeves.
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>>20263664

I have seen that picture for a second time. It is time for http://kidbleach.com/
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rolled 9 + 2 = 11

>>20263700
>>20263712
Yeah, alright.
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rolled 9 + 2 = 11

>>20263687
All of the drawings
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Oh, yeah, let's give Reimu more reason to be mad at us.
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rolled 20 + 2 = 22

>>20263654
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>>20263745
Goddamnit. If only either I or >>20263741 hadn't rolled.
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>>20263744
Technically, we're giving her her first valid reason for being mad.

But we're bunkmates now. Constant vigilance 25/7 required.
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Yuru Yuri is straighter than these girls.
>>20263744
This can only end in pain.
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>>20263782
>This can only end in pain.
Don't you mean scissoring?
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>>20263799
If by 'scissoring' you mean 'the use of scissors as a deadly weapon, then it's a distinct possibility.
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>Medichine Sleeve Tatoos.
>Stealth: Best of First Three: 13

You have come up with the best idea -ever.- You'll reprogram a dosage of medichines to propagate melanin levels in specific patterns around her arm. Specifically, the repeated phrase "I'm a stupid bitch who went into medicine because I was too stupid to pass Practical Higgs Theory 101.". You are such a fuqing evil genius that you aren't going to do it in Reformed Offelish, no. You're gonna put all your mad engineering skills into this shit.

You're gonna have it type them up in motherfuqing -binary-.

Mwa. Ha. Ha.

You open up your holokeyboard and distinctly fail to realize that Reimu is yawning, turned over and muttering about how unfair it is that the sun's path bothers her even klicks below the ocean. Typing up the program to reprogram the medichines is within your capabilities, but still a bit tricky.

>Roll 1d20+9+5 for Tech to reprogram medichines.
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>>20263869
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rolled 11 + 14 = 25

>>20263869
Let's get tatooin'!
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rolled 2 + 14 = 16

>>20263869
This SHOULD be easy.
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>>20263879
this never happened
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rolled 17 + 14 = 31

>>20263869
There goes breakfast.
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>Best of First Three: 25
>CAUTION. CRITICAL FAILURE. CAUTION.<

Mwa. Ha. Ha.

You've done it. You've successfully reprogrammed a single batch of medichines to create a semi-permanent tatoo that will cover her arms with sweet, vengeful binary code. Oh sure, it's all kind's of illegal, but not the sort that would get you in too much trouble if say, Daedalus was watching over your shoulder. In fact, you have a odd feeling that she approves of the spirit of your endeavor, if nothing else.

Carefully, very, very carefully, you scoot over to the opening of Reimu's cocoon. As she breaths in, you slip the pill into her mouth, and she reflexively swallows.

Her eyes shoot open. Taken by suprise, you are knocked back onto the ground as the cocoon of blankets is thrown into the air. Immediately, Reimu is ontop of you, her knees stratled around your chest and her arm holding down your head by the throat. Her face - which has turned a bright, bright red - is uncomfortably close, and her glare is -daggers-.

"What the hell did you just make me swallow?"

>Wat Do?
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>>20264052
Say nothing!
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>>20264052
tell her to look in a mirror?
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>>20264052
Try to say "Nothing" but instead choke, from Reimu's had on our throat
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>>20264052
Say 'Aphrodisiac' and leer.
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>>20264052
"Break... fast... we're... late..."
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Tell her to look in the mirror. After you and Minaka have had your laughs, give her the antidote you made because pranks that aren't easily reversed are mean.
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>No Concensus

You struggle to say anything, given the rather inconvenient arm on your throat. "A... medi... bre... late.."

Reimu turns a bright pink. "Amedibrelate? You drugged me with amedibrelate? That's a rather potent..." She leans in closer, her eyes still angry but backed mith something that you aren't sure you like. "...dopamine stimulator." She sighs, and leans in even closer, her forehead almost touching yours. "It can't be helped."

"An...ime...ow...naka..."

Speaking of Minaka, the sound of Reimu half body slamming wakes her up, groggily, and her gaze passes over the two of you lazily before she does a double take and stares at the two of you, her eyes wide with shock. "Wait. What?" Something seems to click inside of her head. "So... you two were..." She turns a bright pink. "Oh dearest Christ and his fellow deities I'm sorry Reimu. I had no idea that the two of you were in ah... that sort of relationship."

Oh thank the gods. That got Reimu to turn away from you, onto Minaka, whom she glares daggers at.

"I'm not doing this because I like her or anything!" She declares, her voice furious. "I'm doing this because your bottom fraqqing -drugged me.-"

In the back of Minaka's head, the universe silently flips turnways. "What?"

>Wat do?
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>>20264418
Hack, cough, and generally recover from having our frickin' windpipe nearly crushed.
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>>20264418
Scuttle backwards, either breaking Reimu's grip or just drag her along in our panic, assuming she's still holding on. "I-I-I didn't! It was j-just a joke!"
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>>20264418
"No! I-I-I mean, no-not a drug!"
Get out from under Reimu and try to bolt out of the room.
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>>20264418

Be the Pinkette, grab the Reimu and yank her off our friend.
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>>20264460
Yeah, this.
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> mvq people rolled (huehuehue) with the idea
>>20264418

"B-b-b-ottom?! It's -ack- nothing like -chrrchhh- I swear I didn't -aaaaah- we -helpless stare-
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>>20264494
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As the bitchy bluenette is distracted by going tsundere over you to your pink friend, you decide that the best course of action is to scuttle away - as far away as is reasonably possible. Sliding out from the relaxed grip of the larger girl, you back up nearly to the wall, massaging your throat as it recovers from Reimu deciding to half crush it.

"N-no... no... n-not a -drug- Reimu." you manage to stutter out. "M-Mina... it's noth-nothing like that I swear. I-I'm n-not..." You stare out helplessly at the pair, your eyes pleading for respite. "I don't... it was a joooooooookeeee." That last one comes out with a sob.

"It was a joke to attempt to, to coerce me into the perversions that you and that pink headed brute partake in?" Reimu shoots out her arm. "Well it's not a funny one, you little..."

Minaka snorts.

"Hey, this isn't fucking funny, Minaka!" Reimu screeches.

"Check your arms. I think I know what the joke was..." The pinkette tilts her head. "I'm a stupid bitch who... something, medicine... too stupid to pass... Higgs?" She shakes her head. "I think she just used your skin to scribble insults... Now apologize for making her cry, before I -make- you apologize."

"What..." Reimu looks at her arms, "What the fuck? What are these fucking ones and zeros?"

>Gone til 8ish, but...
>Wat do?
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>>20264639

Gather some confidence, taunt her about her being awful willing to do terrible things to us when she though she was drugged.

...and Minaka and us are not like that...
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>>20264639
"C-can't understand simple binary?"
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>>20264639
"I-I-It's binary, and m-m-maybe if you wer-wer-weren't so bad at math, you'd know that."

And then leave to get breakfast. We've got a long day ahead.
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>>20264678
This
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>>20263638
Don't be silly, of course there would still be plenty of time.
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>>20264639
She can read binary? ... So cool. /swoon.
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It's a vital part of immersion to know exactly what her arm looks like, so here:
01001001 00100111 01101101 00100000 01100001 00100000 01110011 01110100 01110101 01110000 01101001 01100100 00100000 01100010 01101001 01110100 01100011 01101000 00100000 01110111 01101000 01101111 00100000 01110111 01100101 01101110 01110100 00100000 01101001 01101110 01110100 01101111 00100000 01101101 01100101 01100100 01101001 01100011 01101001 01101110 01100101 00100000 01100010 01100101 01100011 01100001 01110101 01110011 01100101 00100000 01001001 00100000 01110111 01100001 01110011 00100000 01110100 01101111 01101111 00100000 01110011 01110100 01110101 01110000 01101001 01100100 00100000 01110100 01101111 00100000 01110000 01100001 01110011 01110011 00100000 01010000 01110010 01100001 01100011 01110100 01101001 01100011 01100001 01101100 00100000 01001000 01101001 01100111 01100111 01110011 00100000 01010100 01101000 01100101 01101111 01110010 01111001 00100000 00110001 00110000 00110001 00101110
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You give Reimu what you hope is the same sort of look she and her 'buddies' give you before they start with the whole beating you up thing. At last - at long, long last - sweet, delicious, chocolate coated vindication drizzled thickly over the blueberry pancakes of schoolyard justice. Your stomach rumbles ever so slightly, a gentle reminder that you have yet to have breakfast this morning.

"C-can't understand simple binary?" You stutter out. "S-suprising. If...if a little stupid slimey sline l-l-l-like me can f-figure it out, I'd expect s-someone with augs like yours t-t-to grasp it in no time." You pause for a moment, your subonscious staring at you in shock, had it been anthromorphized. Reimu turns a very angry pink. "D-disappointing."

The other girl's fists ball up, she marches towards you. "You little -bitch-. Why, I'll fuqing..."

A hand on her shoulder turns her around, to Minaka whom is all of furious. "You'll fuqing -what-, force yourself on her like you were going to earlier?"

"I... you.." Reimu is at a loss for word, emotions running rampant across her face mixing anger, fear, lust, hatred. Tears well up in her eyes, and she turns away, making a futile effort to push the stronger girl out of the way before running away. "Shut up, Forte!" is the last thing the two of you hear as she -briskly- walks out the door.

>Wat do?
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>>20267753
Collapse relieved. "I did it! I pranked her good!"
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>>20267753

...now we are conflicted. On one had, mwah ha ha, we finally beat her! On the other...we just dropped to her level.
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>>20267753
"What just happened?"
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>>20267841

You are right. We should be the bigger person. Make something to wipe off the binary from her arms. We'll give it to her later, when we actually feel sorry.
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>>20267753
"Sorry you had to bail me out again, Minaka. I just saw her sleeping, and figured maybe I finally had a chance to get back at her myself for what she's done to me, instead of relying on you all the time. Guess it didn't work out that way"
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>>20267753

Wait, lust?
Oh dear... Reimu's going to rape someone.
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>>20267753
"We made her cry! Why did we do that Minaka?"
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>>20267893
>someone
Anne's the only one on base who couldn't beat the shit out of her if she tried.
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>>20267753
You got her! You probably should bring her the antidote that you made so you won't be as bad as Reimu soon. Bring them in with breakfast after you've eaten.
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>>20267753
We need to apologize. Like, right now. Hunt her down, get her some of Gramma's brownies, and admit that we screwed up.
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>>20267921

Reimu's going to use Minaka's sleeping body as a masturbation aid. Can't you see it?
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>>20267964
You know that appologising and giving gifts won't help any with the attraction/lust thing. She probably likes the pushover/nice thing Annie has going.
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>>20267974
Exactly.
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>>20267964

Yeah. We went too far with the remark about her being stupid I think...I mean, she's a bitch...but we need to work with her. We should say sorry.
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>>20267983
Alright, just so long as you know.
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>>20267974
Honestly, I'm less concerned about that than about the fact that we reduced her to tears.
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>>20268015

Tears were a lot more than expected.
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Anditode and apologies, we don't want to be mean. Tears are bad.
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>>20268015
>>20268033
>>20268048

So find Reimu and apologize for making her cry?
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>>20268088
Yes. Preferably with peace offering, though I don't think we can do much about the tattoo.
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>>20268088
After making an antidote, yes.
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>>20268088
Hell naw. Think of all the times she and her friends have beaten us up, and reduced us to tears, simply because we didn't get any genetic modifications done by our parents.

Let her cry a while.

LATER, we can give her the antidote. For now, we should cling to Minaka and quaver a bit.

PS I'm fine with this not being the consensus.
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>>20268144
I am also ok with this.
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"I... ah..." you give Minaka a pleading look as the bluenette storms off. The door slams. "What... what the fuq just happened?"

"I have no idea..." the Pinkette responds, staring quizzically at the door. "I mean, okay, that prank might have been just a little over-the-top on your part, but she's usually got thicker skin than that."

You ver y hesitantly nod, bringing up the holokeys for your Arglasses and typing up a quick, clean 'revert to uniform' program for the medichines to work their magic and clean up your, ah, mess. "I-I'm going to go find her. Bring her t-this reversal program. V-v-va girls like her like having clear skin, right?."

Minaka nods. "Yeah, go ahead. I'm gonna go up to the cafeteria and make us some breakfast." She pauses. "All of us some breakfast. The old fashioned way, since I don't think any of us are up for the taste of freedom."

You leave the room, and realize that you really have familiarized yourself with the base yet. Bringing up the map on your Arglasses, there are several places where she might have gone - including one in particular that hangs over your head ominously. You really hope she didn't run to the Airlock.

>Choose Location
>>Airlock
>>Cafeteria
>>Hangar
>>Pool
>>Rec-Room
>>Training Facilities
>>Viewing Station
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>>20268088
Once we make an antidote(which we may have already made) and possibly also after breakfast.

>>20268144
I think of it as being better than that. We did prank her, but we're able to apologize and fix it.
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>>20268182
Is this particular base underwater?

To the Viewing station, or the rec-room. Somewhere with a phone to the outside world and her friends, I think.
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>>20268182

Airlock first...just to be safe. If she's not there, the Viewing Station.

Can we get access to any of the base cameras?
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>>20268209
The Alpha Site is where Daedalus' primary server landed when she turned her sattelite into a railgun and shot herself planetside. The lowest part of the Marinara Trench, a few klicks above the Marinara Arcology.

GO MEATBALLS.
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>>20268182
Shit. Does SHE know her way around the base? Let's try the viewing station.
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>>20268182
Training Facilities.

>>20268195
Sure, sure, nothing wrong with that. Doing a bit of devil's advocatery, and a bit of straight "Fuq dat bitch" as well
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I personally think she'd have gone to the Training Room to work out her anger, but if she's there it might not be a good idea to interrupt her.

Rec-room or viewing station seem the best choices.
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rolled 2 + 9 = 11

>>20268219
Good idea.

Rollan d20+smarts+glasses bonus for camera hackan.
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rolled 2 + 14 = 16

>>20268317

Lets try a better roll.
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rolled 12 + 14 = 26

>>20268317
You can only include one modifier. But a fine idea, so I'll give it a go as well.
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rolled 8 + 14 = 22

>>20268317

Well that roll sucked.
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Surely we could just ask the resident AI where she is...
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>>20268381
Pff, that's too easy.
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>Highest of First Three: 26
>First to Three: Viewing Station

An idea strikes you, and you attempt to get your hax on to the system's scurity cameras. Thanks to some quick thinking, you manage to just get by the reactive firewalls and score the footage from a few of the more lethal sites she could have gone to to off herself. Thankfully, the Airlock was never approached - nor was the Hangar bay and it's doors.

You decide that the place you would go to relax would be the place that she would too - after all, who could not be soothed by the majesty of the deep oceans. The shifting kelp blowing across the sea bottom, the bloated starfish crawling around in the blackened sand. The playful Cthulhoids, dancing their thousand year dance in the deep sea ocean, singing joyous hymns as they watch over their domains with the caring eye of a god amongst beasts.

You ascend the stairwell to the fifth floor, just below the pool, where a room four sides transluscent graphene lays waiting. Carefully, quietly, you open the door, and see the bluenette laid down, staring up at the glass ceiling melancholy. You stand there for a moment, not quite sure what you're supposed to do next.

"I can see you, you know." Reimu says. Her voice is different. Less angry than it normally is - just sad.

>Wat do?
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>>20268614

"I brought you the antidote...and I wanted to say sorry...I went too far..."

Begin a rambling motives rant about how she keeps being cruel to us and we just wanted to get back at her once...but we are sorry.
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>>20268614
Approch with cure held out. Attempt to apologise.
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>>20268614

"I'm sorry about making you cry... And your arms... I can fix them, or make them say something else if you want."
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>>20268614
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to... it was just supposed to be a prank."

Offer her the reversal.

"This'll get rid of the binary."
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>>20268720
Yes! We can make them say something awesome. Like some sufficiently advanced formula for making food taste like FREEDOM
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>>20268669
I support this option.
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>>20268739
I like Dragoon's words.
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"Come to finish what you started?" she asks. Her voice is dead.

"Ah, um... I brought you the antidote." You say. "To undo what I did... I, ah, came to say I'm sorry." Your head goes down, your hair shadowing your eyes. "I went too... too far with the prank... it was just supposed to be a little j-joke." She stares at you - and you meet her gaze. For the first time -ever- you meet it, and you're not sure what it is you see. "It's just, you - you're so cruel. You and the other girls. And. Um. Just once, I wanted to be the one to get back at you for me. Not... not let Minaka save me - let me avenge me... I'm sorry it went too far."

There is silence. Languidly, lazily, the bluenette stands, moving like a puppet upon strings. She turns her head towards you and glares, not daggers nor knives, but arrows.

"I -hate- you." She says, almost as if to reassure herself. As if to remind you.

"What...?" You ask.

>Field too long
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>>20269052

With a smile this time: "I hate you. It's not rational. You're not the slines, who kidnapped children and planted the idea in their head that their existence was an abomination that needs to be purged. You're not the ones that deprived them of food and water till they repeated that mantra, over and over until it became stuck in their heads. You're not the ones who kept watch over them, making sure they could never rest, that they were always stuck in a twilight of fatigue. You're not the ones who systematically broke their spirits to plague their mind with virulent lies."

She breaks her gaze from yours, and looks upward. "You're not the ones who drowned them over and over, until the timing was broken and the stubborn one's who refused to cave died." Her gaze returns to you, softer. "But you're like them - you're existence is the same as theirs, sprung from the belief that autoevolution is sin. And no matter how hard I try, when I look at you, I see them." She walks up to you. "And for that, I'm sorry. Because... I..." She trails off, pinkening. "I need to do better."

>Wat do?
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>>20269059

...she needs hug.
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>>20269059
Panic?

"The tatoo thingys pretty neat though, don't you think? I tcould make it say or look like anything."
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>>20269059
Give her hug. It is the only option.
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>>20269059
...
Break down sobbing and hug her.
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>>20269059
Kiss her!
>no not really don't do it goddamnit

Give her the "antidote" pill, ... Nah, that'll wait. Tear up a bit, engage hug protocols. "Th-that happened t-to you? Th-that's... h-horrible..."
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>>20269059

"I'm not a sline because I chose to be one...my parents made the decision. I wish I could be as strong and as good as you."

Hand her the antidote "I can make that tatoo look like whatever you want or just get rid of it."
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>>20269059
Hugs.
>>20269095 can come later
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>>20269108

That's a very tempting option.
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>>20269059
We should cry because that is the saddest thing we have ever heard, and we should do it while hugging her because that's how we roll.
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>>20269088
huggage and babbling
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>>20269059
Hand her the antidote.
"I'm not a baseline because I wanted it. I never asked for this. And every day, is one day closer to when I can finally get resleaved into a new body, one that has genemods in it.
"I'm sorry for what happened to you."
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>>20269169
> I never asked for this
With all due respect, J-man is not a melodramatic psuedolesbian
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>>20269169
I don't think that annie shold say that.
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>>20269198
The funny thing is he's Beta Site commander.
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>>20269198
>J-man is not a melodramatic psuedolesbian
Of course not. He's a man.

But I do want to have Anne get a genemod body once she's old enough, and then spit on her parents that caused her nothing but torment.
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>>20269237

Up to her. While we DO make a lot of the decisions...they are still their own characters.
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>>20269268
Pretty much this. If Annie want's to resleave it's a big deal.
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rolled 3 + 7 = 10

>>20269059
I suck at social stuff, but maybe reveal some stuff about us? Like that we'd get genemods if we could (unless we agree with our parents), or something like that?

Rolling soc because it seems appropriate. It was Smarts, right? There might be a stubborn bonus too, if we're acting in accordance with our beleifs or a penalty of the same if this goes against it. I'm pretty sure this is neutral, though.
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>>20269350
that covers the babbling. Anne just can't roll today.
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Let's not get resleeved, we don't need a new body.

But we do need to do all of the comforting.
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>>20269350
>cannot into social

Congratulations, you are just the man we need to play annie.
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>First to Three: Engage Hug Protocols

Reimu's story hit you like a sack full of bricks. You had known that she had died, and had been kind of jealous of the 2009 Konamorph that she used as her body, if only for the whimsically blue hair... but Jesus Christ the saints and all minor deities how horrifying! You're eyes start to well up.

"Oh that's horrible!" you cry through sobs, latching your arms around her in a vice hug. "I-I didn't... no one should have to..." You sniffle a bit, oblivious to the few tears rolling down the other girl's face, the slight smile that had replaced her grim frown, the deepening of the pinkness. "Oh that's just - I-I shouldn't have done that to you... even if you are mean, that..." You have succeeded in soaking her right shoulder with tears.

Tentatively, unsure, the hug is returned. "No. I've been... kind of stupid." Her voice is small and weak, cracking in a mixture of sorrow and elation. "I'll try to be less of a bitch..."

This warm and tender moment goes on for who knows how long, until it broken up by the simultaneous rumbling of yours and her stomach. Sheepishly, Reimu breaks the hug. "Maybe... we should get some breakfast..."

>Wat Do??
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>>20269463
Sheepishly give her the antidote, and go get breakfast.
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>>20269463
> the slight smile that had replaced her grim frown, the deepening of the pinkness.
Heh. Heheh.

"Oh, right. Minaka said she was going to make some breakfast, let's go."
Hand her the tattoo antidote, "This'll clear up the binary. Sorry again."
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>>20269463
Start to walk to breakfast. Give her the antidote as we go, and start bumbling through an explanation on how it works and how awesome it is. Be proud of your achievement!
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>>20269463

"Minaka said she was going to cook something for us."
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rolled 8 + 9 = 17

>>20269463
>Rollin' 1d20+smarts to create the greatest pancakes that ever existed.
PANCAKES! PANCAKES SO BIG WE NEED TO MAKE LARGER PLATES JUST TO HOLD THEM!

One stack of Pancakes to rule them all. One stack to find them, and in the darkness bind them.
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>>20269463
I'm, I'm sorry. Do you want me to change the tattoo to say something cool or just have it removed?

I think Minaka is making breakfast, the old fashioned way. We should go help her.
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"Yeah..." You say, half trailing off, half unsure of what you should say. "Uh... Minaka s-said that she was going to make some breakfast old style down in the cafeteria..." You look away. "For all of us I mean..."

Reimu snorts. "That brute knows how to use a frying pan? I'm genuinely impressed..." She pinkens, catching herself. "Sorry. I don't the the snark is going anywhere."

"T-that's fine."

You take hold of her hand, and escort her to the kitchen, completely and utterly oblivious to the other girl's highly pleased cat smile. On the way down, you remember to hand her the antidote that you had forgotten to give her, explaining how to use it. She downs it immediately, though she is somewhat perplexed that her cheek mole didn't disappear with the binary and all the other skin blemishes...

Outside of the cafeteria is a traumatized looking Minaka.

Within, you here the clanging of pans and a deep, raucous laughter. "ADOHOHOHOHO!"

"He... he..." She is stuttering, unable to find the words. "All of the pancakes... I tried making a reasonable amount, and then he came in. Like a typhoon, he declared that they were... insufficient. In size. In number. In nutrition. I... I..." She looks at the two of you with pleading eyes. "Hold me... I'm scared..."

>Wat do?
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>>20269668
Sneak a peek into the cafeteria to see what could have scared Minaka so.
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>>20269668
Hold her, if something scared Minaka it must be seriously bad.

Don't enter the cafeteria, that area is now considered a hazard zone, to see what's going on we'll use the cameras we hacked to take a look in there first, we must confirm that it's safe to approach the area.
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>>20269712
it's just the red comet
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>>20269668
Hold her. And Reimu. At the same time. Very carefully cop a feel of Minaka.
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>>20269739

This isn't Icarus.

Take a peek into the kitchen.
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>>20269739
Well, how can we not do lewd?
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>>20269668
Grab her hand and drag her back in. It can't be that bad. And Annie is not scared by simple cooking!

not scared at all....
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>>20269747

Because Anne isn't Icarus?
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>>20269745
Of course it isn't Icarus. Icarus would be copping a feel on both of them. Anne, however, is crushing on Minaka, and is feeling rather bold today, it seems.
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>>20269758
unless we vote for it
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>>20269745
>>20269758

You forget that Anne has is tsun for Minaka
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>>20269739
>>20269747
We aren't Icarus, endlessly inquisitive about being in a biological body.
We're Anne, a baseline girl who struggles against the shackles of her genetic inferiority because of her parent's atavistic and primitive thinking.
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>>20269785
And is crushing on Minaka.
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>>20269739
maybe just bury our face into her chest because we can.

then go whine about to red comet eating our pancakes unless he's making more.
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Grab both hands, and pull them in. But squeeze Minaka's tighter.
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>>20269852
Goodness, no. That is far too lewd.
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>>20269864
...

How is that worse then grabing her ass?
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Don't really care what we do, long as it isn't groping. Shit's just out of character.
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>>20269893
A light groping is far less obvious than BURYING YOUR HEAD IN HER CHEST.
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Oh you are so very tempted to go through with that offer of 'hold me'. You're feeling partiularly bold today - it might be a chance to perhaps do the 'copping of a feel' that you heard so much about on your browsing through the omninet and it's hot prons. But given that your earlier spout of boldness quite nearly led to disaster on all fronts, you decide that it's best to play it safe and not.

"Oh come on," says Reimu, "It can't be that bad in there. So Alex is making pancakes - what's the big deal?"

You decide to peak inside. The sight you behold is glorious.

There, amongst the stoves, is Alex Barker, clad in not bit a loose pair of pants, his rippling muscles, and his massive, manly chest hair, an oversized pan in each fist. A triad of Cameras posted throughout the kitchen, his technique is beautiful. He flips them with such ease, such precision, that it is almost as though he has four arms in place of two, all of them juggling perfectly prepared pancakes, with batter, and berries right in the flow. Three stacks tower from the tabletop halfway to the cieling, a fourth even higher, a sign he is nearly finished.

>Field too long
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>>20270013

"Now the secret to feeding your warriors is proper nutrition. Low calorie diets at the offset of their training will not be prmitting them to build muscle mass, to have energy to burn and sweat off. Any one foolish to cut back will ultimately lose more than they stand to gain." He says, not taking his focus off the storm. "Pancakes, I have found, are the best for troop morale, though eggs work nearly as well, provided that they are supplemented - what they lack in calories they make up in protein, which pancakes unfortunately lack."

You notice a whopping pile of bacon. "I have arranged supplements, as you can see. Follow these steps, and I garuntee your troops will perform at one hundred and ten percent! This is Regular Ordinary Red Comet Meal Time, signing out."

>Next Thread: Monday, 1pm EST
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>>20270021
I wonder if Alexa cooks in a similar fashion.
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>>20270021
If Alexa cooks like her brother, then Icarus is going to be delighted in the morning.
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>>20270072
I hope so. This is glorious.
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>>20267152
For the curious, this translates to:
>I'm a stupid bitch who went into medicine because I was too stupid to pass Practical Higgs Theory 101.

The more you know.
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>>20270162
Well of course it does. That's what was written in >>20263869
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Alex is awesome
Seriously dude runs pretty much a how to be awesome omninet show as well as everything else?


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