Huh, I guess my little 'Hiatus' was for too long then?

Interest dead, or nobody on?

u leave when a quest just started op no matter the excuse it dies. Especially if ur just starting out as a runner. So sorry op just letting u know for hopefully a next time.

>>22781523
Let's wait for our head to clear, then head home, carefully.
>>22781719
Just spotted the thread.

>>22781523
I think there's just nobody on. Bump the thread a little? I was here last time, but I gotta go now.

Don't listen to >>22781764, he's being a dick.

>>22781764
If my theory of OP's identity is right, then he's far from a first-timer, and is just using a different trip for this quest.

>>22781879

I have no idea what you're talking about, and you should stop talking your nonsense.

>>22781776

This what we're doing then?

>>22781911
I don't recall, have we talked to daddy after the race yet?

>>22781950

Nope. You talked to him about an hour prior, but not after.

>>22781911
>I have no idea what you're talking about, and you should stop talking your nonsense.
Alright, no more speculations as to your identity from me good sir.
>>22781986
Well, I suppose we should do that then.

>>22782034
We should head home first and sober up a little before calling.

>>22782082
What, you don't want him to think we're a hopeless alcoholic?
Actually, we should fuck with him by scattering empty beer cans all through our safehouse, like, to the degree where there isn't a single area of blank floor, right before the next time he comes over.

>>22782140
No. We are NOT doing that. Bad anon. No reliable way to get the right brand for that stunt in California.

>>22782140
That would unfortunately detract from the sight of us licking whipped cream off another girl's tits.

"So, what's your plan for the evening?"

"Smart thing would be to sober up a bit so I can drive home."

"And what you're actually doing?" He asks with a roguish grin. You return the smile and then hesitate.

"I think the smart thing actually. For once."

"Alright." He says, finishing off his beer. "I think I'm gonna have one more before headed home." He hesitates. "You want me to hang out for a minute, till you're ready to go? Not exactly the nicest part of town, and I've got nowhere I need to be."

"And yet you invited me and Yuko here?"

"Yuko had both Will and I watching over her, and honestly I thought I might be leaving with you." He waves the waitress over. "Which, I guess if you're a lesbian or whatever I shouldn't be getting my hopes up. You seem too cool to just leave hanging regardless."

>Accept? You have maybe an hour of hanging before you'd feel comfortable driving home.

>>22782240
Sure, why not. What could possibly go wrong?

>>22782205
Whipped cream is for later. Whipped cream is for Yuko.
>>22782185
I have no idea what you're talking about.
>>22782240
Sure, sounds good.

>>22782240

Accept. And then when we're about to leave we should tell him we aren't 100% lesbian, even if we do lean that way.

Dude's surprisingly classy for a criminal scumbag, and he's basically a better dressed us with a Penis.

>>22782417
>when we're about to leave we should tell him we aren't 100% lesbian, even if we do lean that way
There is literally no place in casual conversation that we can bring this up.

>>22782434

He said we're a lesbian.

>I guess if you're a lesbian or whatever I shouldn't be getting my hopes up.

I'm saying we should tell him we aren't. Not completely ladies only. Like a 'for the record' thing.

Besides, we don't have to say it EXACTLY like that.

>>22782417
>for a criminal scumbag
We're a criminal scumbag too.
>>22782434
For one, we performed borderline sexual harassment on the French ("I. Am. Belgian!" "SAME THING!") chick just for a laugh. Besides, he brought it up.

>>22782479

Sam is a massive hypocrite, and Erik clearly likes our sense of humor. But that's beside the point.

Alright, so I'm seeing 'accept' and... telling him you aren't a Lesbian?

... You're not? Well, actually I guess that was said at some point, looking back.

Just making sure I've got the consensus right.

>>22782562
Since apparently nobody else wants to speak up, yeah sure.

"Yeah, alright." You tell him, looking around and seeing a few people you'd rather not get targeted by. "If it's not too big a deal."

"For a girl like you? Never." He takes his drink from the Waitress, and with a smile hands her a healthy tip along with whatever was left on the tab. "I'm not exactly a productive member of society anyway."

"That's a fun way of saying 'criminal scum'." you say with a teasing smile.

"I'm a believer in the 'victimless crime'." He tells you with a smile. "If I wreck out there doing something stupid, I'm not gonna get anyone but me killed. It's not like I'm dealing drugs or shooting up gas-stations. I'm not a Saint, but I have standards."

"Well said." You tell him, with a small salute from your glass of water.

The two of you make small talk for a while, and then after about an hour you feel up to leaving. You try hard not to snicker as he even holds the door open for you. He's not even aware he's being all gentlemanly, from the way he's acting.

You decide to let him in on a little secret as you start to climb in your car. "By the way, Erik?"

"Yes?" He asks, turning back to look at you as you pull up to the curb.

"Not really a Lesbian, just kinda lean that way."

He nods thoughtfully, a tiny smile working onto his face as you pull away. Glancing in your rear-view mirror, you seem him wander across the street towards the building he said was 'home'.

Now that you're driving, you realize that maybe you could've stayed in the bar a little longer, sobering up. Shouldn't matter though, since home isn't far..... right?

>Reac+1/2 luck.

>>22782808

Wait, hold up. Did Moot change the post limit? That was almost a hundred over the line.

Rolled 3, 8, 7, 3 = 21

>>22782808

For any of you who didn't copy the stats into Notepad...

Samantha Telis

Luck 4
Finesse 3
Insight 3
Reflexes 2


GARAGE
(numbers in parentheses are the post-modification number)

Hinode R1 (w/ Torque Converter, Racing Slicks, Turbo), blue w/ white racing stripe up the center
Durability 2 (2)
Control 5 (4)
Speed 3 (4)
Power 3 (5)

Rolled 4, 7, 5, 8 = 24

Proper quantities of dice this time.

>>22782880

>Two hits is good enough.

You only ran one red light on the way home, thankful nobody saw that as you went along your way.

Home, thankfully, is only a fifteen minute drive away in the emptying streets of the late night. You stumble on into your apartment and practically collapse on the couch.

You glance at the clock, seeing it's almost one in the morning. Briefly, you consider calling your handler to let him know what's up.

[ ] Call 'Dad'.
[ ] Do it tomorrow.

>>22782990
>[ ] Do it tomorrow.
And we are gonna be hung over tomorrow, I just know it.

>>22782990
>[ ] Call 'Mom' (ftfy)
Drunk dial him and tell him about all the gay sex we are having at this very moment. Oh, and we got second place. And there was a hot Belgian chick.

> oh my god this thread is here and I am awake and captcha predicts this all nighter will end at 8:40 am

>>22783136

Let's not anger the FBI dude when we're still so easily replaceable.

>>22783345
But he's so EASY to troll!

>>22783359

We are literally a single arrest and a new car fro being replaced. We can goof off more when we've actually accomplished something.

So.... placing the call or not?

>>22783600
I guess not.
>Might piss off our handler
I don't think he'd be too pissed off even if we did do what I suggested, but let's not take that risk just yet.

>>22783600
Nah, set an alarm for some time that would typically be considered 'respectable,' call him then. No point in waking him.

You opt to shamble over to bed, and set your alarm for a time when decent, respectable people would be up and about.

Noon looks good. after setting your cell-phone's alarm, you pass out, and wake shortly to the incessant beeping.

You shuffle around the apartment like a zombie, setting the coffee to brew and managing to somehow shower and get dressed in a reasonable amount of time. As you feel human again, you dial your handler's number.

"Dawson." The voice answers.

"Yo. Did the race, kicked some ass."

"You won?"

"Some, not all sadly. Made a couple friends, seem real nice for the criminal types. Not like the baddies you were after."

"Let's talk about them later. Anything about the race strike you as odd?"

"Yeah. Dude calling the shots rolled up in a car worth more than both of us and all we own." You respond, describing the scene as you pour yourself a bowl of cereal.

"Hmmm.... Definitely someone important then. I'll need to look into this some more." you hear him making notes on the other end of the line. "So tell me about these friends."

>Response?

>>22783995
Tell Mom that he'll see them all soon enough. Naked. In our bed. At the same time.
Then give him the skinny for realz.

>>22784013

I'd second this, as long as we aren't giving out names and addresses. I'd rather not sell our new friends down-river yet.

>>22783995
"Erik, Will, and Yuko. Erik is apparently something of a ladies' man, showed up in a suit (seriously, who wears a SUIT to a race?), driving a late '60s Crusader. Seems to know his stuff. Will looks like a typical stoner loser, but there's more going on there than he likes to let on, was drivin' a Big D. Still haven't figured him out completely. Yuko showed up in an R1, year newer than mine, tuned a little differently, there's nothing really relevant about her though, other than being friends with Will. She seems to just be in this for the love of the cars, like me." We do NOT tell the FBI about Yuko's connection to the Yakuza. They may decide it's worth bringing her in for a "talk" if they know about 'em.
>>22784050
The only one who really has anything they'd risk bringing them in over is maybe Yuko, but that's partially me being paranoid. They're not gonna go busting the people who are our best "in" to the local scene the day after we meet 'em. We only have to worry about our friends once we're in. And Dad doesn't seem like as much of a dick as Raymond.

>>22783995
tell him that your working for them as a mole to bust some gangs, not every street racer you come by.
and besides your not going to rat your friends

>>22784089

Yeah, not bust them 'yet' but he might just start making a list of people to arrest when convenient and stuff. Let's go ahead and sell out the assholes and the crazies, not our friends.

>>22784120

Let's not be mean about it. This is still the FBI we're talking about.

I mean, it's a fine line to wa-

Suddenly, quest name seems about a million times more clever.

>>22784089
This. Emphasize that these folks seem basically honest and that the organizer smelled of 'big boss'. Also, mention the out-of-place Belgian.

>>22784151
The FBI has MUCH bigger fish to fry than a few low-level street racers.

Alright, there's a paranoid split going down the middle of 'how much info' to give.

My migraine is getting bad enough that I can't even tell if there's a consensus here as to how much info.

I'm gonna pop some candy (aspirin) and if someone would be so kind as to figure out the exact amount of info to feed the cops, I would be grateful.

>>22784467

WHY DID THAT POST TAKE TEN MINUTES TO GO.

WHY.

>>22784467
I say we tell him everything except the yakuza connections. After all, we don't want to lose someone who loves cars as much as we do until we get a run at those curves....
You know what, I say we never ever ever turn her in.

>>22784524

I think we should hold off on anything concrete. Like, kinda vague on our friends, as descriptive as possible on the 'Big Boss' and the people we didn't like.

>>22784524
>I say we never ever ever turn her in.
This cannot end well. Eventually our cover WILL dissolve, that's the nature of undercover work. She'll probably hate us and think we were just using her to get at her family. Best way to avert that is NEVER ask her about her family. Ever. Like, at all.

>>22784610

Seconding this. Be vague on friends, maybe some totally useless info (from an investigative standpoint) but sing like a fucking canary on all other counts.

>>22784646
>maybe some totally useless info (from an investigative standpoint)
Oh I know how we can do this. We blather on about their cars, until he has to explicitly tell us to stop.

>>22784658
>>22784646
>>22784642
>>22784610
>>22784524

So this is our plan then?

Obfuscate friendship, help with the real baddies?

Continue plotting to seduce Yuko (maybe Erik also)?

>>22784672

Good enough for me. Writing in a sec.

>>22784672
sounds good

also, woohoo, glad I caught this quest, missed the last one

"Cute Asian chick named Yuko, Stoner kinda dude named Will who's gotta be the chillest dude I've ever seen. Then there's Erik, and if he dressed any sharper he'd be a public hazard."

"Alright. Anything I can use there?"

"They're all super cool people?"

"I was hoping for something a little more... descriptive."

"Right, Will's a sleeper. I mean, his car's like, really understated. It's got all substance but so little flash your eyes just kinda glide right past."

"Alright, I know what a sleeper is, but that's not much-"

"Yuko's rocking the same kinda car as me, but she's got a bit less power and a lot more control. Erik's got a Sweet as HELL Crusader, but don't tell him I said it, his ego's big enough."

"... He drifts in a muscle car?"

"Yeah, crazy shit, boss." you comment through a mouth full of Crunchy Pirates. "There was also a Belgian chick there who looked to be running stock. She didn't like me that much though."

"... Belgian? How do you know?"

"My innate desire to see her covered in syrup. Also she told me. About the same time I told her about the syrup thing. Looking back, I think I know why we didn't get along."

"Really." He deadpans.

"Yeah. Crazy as hell, she's not all warm and fluffy like a stack of waffles that she shares her nationality with. She was kinda a standoffish frigid bitch."

"Alright." He says with a sigh. "Anything of use in the greater investigation?"

"I did good enough to get an invite to the next... whatever they're doing. Also I've got three new friends keeping an ear to the ground for anything 'exciting'."

"Fantastic." You can almost hear the smile in his voice. "I was concerned for a second about your ability for long term plans, but you're already networking."

>Anything else you want to talk about?

>>22784831
(I have to do this or I will never forgive myself, so if something else comes up I'd ignore this... mostly)
"So, what are you wearing?"

>>22784884
DO IT!

"So glad I have your vote of confidence." You sass into the phone.

"Sorry, but you were getting a little too into the wrong parts of your job." He responds, not quite apologizing. "Anything else you wanted to talk about before you went back to whatever it is you do when you aren't racing or investigating?"

"Depends.... What're you wearing?" You ask, voice dropping an octave and adding a sensual 'husk'.

"A Badge." He responds drily.

"Oh.... yeah, that's a buzz kill."

"Oh no, feel free to 'get buzzed' or whatever the hell you kids are calling it these days." He comments offhandedly. "I need to go file some paperwork and get lunch."

"Oh Daddy yes, keep acting distant and talking down at me!"

"I'm hanging up now....." He answers with an amused sigh.

You finish your cereal and wash the small pile of dishes you've accumulated. Now you just need to kill time until someone calls you. Or something.

>What do?

>>22785025
Clean up our car which no doubt got a bit dirty during the race. Check the tires, check the oil, check the gas tank, tune it up, you know; maintenance.
And THEN we masturbate on the hood. It's a proven fact that properly tuned engines bring women to much more satisfying orgasms.

>>22785077
Pretty sure we're not Reiko (the biker chick from Golden Boy).

>>22785096
Snark aside, I agree about the basic maintenance.

You head back to your garage and obsessively go over your car. After about three hours of getting more intimate with a machine than you ever have a person, you're fairly certain that your car is 100% perfect, or as close as you can get it right now.

You can also confirm that you need to spend more time out and about, before you nickname your car and start grinding against the handbrake or something. As an afterthought from removing the dirt and grime the run down the mountain and across town gave you, you also put the back-seat back in. You're also rather thankful that it's not really huge or awkward like trying to move shit in that Van would be.

Although you WOULD have more room to work in the van, you muse as you sit on the hood, wondering what you should do next.

So uh....

>What do?

>>22785263
Uhhhhhhh...
Call Yuko?

>>22785263

Ring up one of the crew from last night, go for a cruise?

You decide to give Yuko a ring.

After about the third rind, she answers. "Hello?"

"Hey, it's Sam. From last night."

"Hu- OH!" You can hear a smile in her voice. "What's up?"

"Not much actually. Just kinda sitting around bored. Part of why I called you."

"Oh. Uh...." You hear her shuffling things around in the background. "I'm not really doing much at the moment. I mean, a friend sent me this game, but there's always later. You wanna do something?"

"Sure. Any ideas? I'm fairly new in town."

"... Ummm.... there's a couple of cool arcades and a Penny Theater down on the Boardwalk. Crowd tends to be a bit younger, but you could spend all day there without getting bored or running out of money."

"Yeah, alright. You want me to come pick you up?"

There's a pause on the line. "I... guess? Am I imagining the innuendo there?"

"Yes actually. I wasn't even thinking about seducing you right now."

"Oh. Sorry."

"Don't be, it just means I'm getting closer to winning. I'll come get you now." You hang up, throwing your coat over one shoulder and grabbing your sunglasses you head out and start your car.

Which is when Yuko calls you back. "You don't know where I live."

"I do not." You respond, softly banging your head against the wheel "Can you give me directions?"

Yuko's still laughing when I meet her on the curb outside her apartment. "Wow, I thought you were all smooth as hell, and then this happens."

"Keep laughing." You mumble. Yuko decides to play with the radio as you go, and stops in a surprising place. "... Usher?"

"HAVE YOU SEEN HIM DANCE!?" She says, turning to you with a slight fanaticism in her tone and expression.

You decide to humor the pint-sized rabid fan-girl as you head across town. You pull into a lot, and stare at the boardwalk.

[ ] Eats.
[ ] Movie.
[ ] SKEE-BALL!

>>22785427
SKEE-BALL, FUCK YEAH!

And we need to get this girl to listen to some real music. Maybe some Mark Morrison.

>>22785486

>Mark Morrison

Nice, but let's be fair: if we're going by dancing entirely, Usher has more swag than most COUNTRIES. Sure, there's some better music, but I would give my soul and left testicle to be half a smooth on the floor.

>>22785501
Well yeah, but I mean there's great dancing, and then there's great music.

>>22785427
>>22785427
>>22785427
>>22785427
Arcade… Japanese LOVE their gaming centers.
We'll probably lose horribly, but it seems fun.

>>22785546
we may lose at the games but we will totally kick her ass at dancing, in bed.

>>22785546
inb4 she kicks our ass in Initial D Arcade Stage using an 85.

"They have Skee-Ball." you say, smile coming across your face. You still remember that old arcade in Wisconsin. They had the Old Skee-Ball right between the pinball machines and the DDR dance-pad.

"You like Skee-Ball?" Yuko asks surprised.

"Of course. Why, do you not?"

"I suck at it. Will's a freaking pro, but I managed to chip a tooth playing."

"What? Bullshit."

"It's true." She says, pulling back the cheek on the left side of her mouth slightly to show you. Sure enough, there's a tiny but noticeable chip off one of the top ones towards the back.

"How?!" You ask bewildered as you step out of the car.

"Went to throw, over-balanced. Some kid spilled his Icee, I smacked my face into the little ticket dispenser. I've also got a little scar on my elbow from the incident." She sighs. "I'm not good at any 'physical' kinda games, other than Table Tennis and Pool."

"Don't like them?"

"I am hilariously uncoordinated. I mean, I'm good at driving, but anything that requires me to operate more than half my body with any competence at once...."

"Hence the Usher love?"

"Yeah, I guess. I mean, the music is good and everything, he has a nice voice. But the Dancing.... I could watch that forever, you know?"

"I... guess?" You respond, scratching your head. "Not much of a dancer. Or a dancing fan."

"What, you've never gone clubbing?"

"Nope. I drive. That's like... 90% of my kicks. Driving."

".... Wow." She says, turning to me. "No games? No hobbies?"

"Occasionally I'd go to arcades. I like music, but I just learned not to get attached to anything I couldn't wear or stick in the trunk when it was time to move on." You shrug. "Never had the time or desire to find out what I was missing out on."

She stares at you blankly for a good thirty seconds as you put a couple quarters into the Skee-Ball machine and meet your destiny.

>Finesse+Luck

Rolled 7, 4, 8, 3, 4, 3, 8 = 37

>>22785625

Rolled 2, 1, 7, 10, 4, 7, 3 = 34

>>22785625

Rolled 2, 8, 5, 8, 2, 3, 7 = 35

>>22785625

Rolled 5

>>22785671

Dice go boom?

>>22785625
There goes my glorious plan for synchronized DDR action. ;_;
>>22785564
>>22785564

>>22785564
2meta4me
>>22785556
Aren't you overestimating our sexual prowess a little bit?

>>22785642
>>22785671
>>22785689
>>22785711

You sink the first ball perfectly in the center, and the second as well. As Yuko watches your skill, hypnotized, you proceed to screw up the next four shots.

"Aw man." You say, reminding yourself not to curse in front of the impressionable youths. "I wanted to win a BIG prize." You pout, staring at the giant line of tickets spewing from the machine. After it stops, you take it with Yuko over to the prize counter, and see that you can get anything from there. Seeing her gaze linger on one, you opt to get her the fuzzy Stuffed Panda that's almost as big as she is.

"Am I supposed to carry this around all day now?" She asks jokingly as the man at the counter hands it to her.

"Is it heavy? Are you ashamed of the trophy I won you?" You ask with mock outrage.

"No, I'm just afraid I'll drop it and have it messed up by someone stepping on it." She tells you. "It shouldn't be a problem though."

[ ] Inspect the rest of the Arcade.
[ ] See about movies.
[ ] You smell Gyros.

>>22785734
>Aren't you overestimating our sexual prowess a little bit?
hey we gotta start somewhere, we ain't gonna win races while Yuko is sitting in our lap if we don't get some practice in

>>22785753
Gyros.
And for the record, it's pronounced YEERO, god dammit!
Sorry. My maternal grandmother was Greek, and she drilled that into my head from like age five.

>>22785734

I asked a similar question in the last thread.

>Nah, I think we are accurately assuming how much pure sexual magnetism Sam thinks she has.

At this point, unwarranted pride seems to be a core aspect of her personality.

>>22785791
which is why we have to keep working at it until it is warranted

>>22785753
[x] Gyros

Only because I don't know what they are...

>>22785818
Weird but fuckong delicious greek sandwhich thing made with lamb.

woah woah woah, is this Initial D the quest?

>>22785839

It's more like a cross between the first Fast & Furious, and Initial D.

The FBI is making us invade an underground racing circuit top take out human traffickers or something.

Archives: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Drift%20Racing

Hey, I need to go get some sleep, but if you guys keep this alive I'll totally keep going when I wake up.

Sorry about dropping off just when we start getting some momentum, but I need to be up early because of reasons.

>>22785753
>>22785774
>>22785818
I third the Gyros plan because a growing girl has needs. An emancipated seventeen year old still has needs even if she insists on stunting her brain.

>>22785753

Bloody Gyros.

>>22787201
Are they usually bloody? Are we uncomfortable with a higher than usual iron intake?

>>22787456
What the fuck, why does my post name say "OP"?

Oh yes, and during our day out make sure our hand "accidentally" brushes Yuko's. She's like a scared puppy; you have to be gentle and patient. I predict she'll be moaning in our bed in three days.

i vote gyros as well. the Fun-Food-Movie dynamic of dating as worked in the past. hell it will get us more talk time with her.

two hour bumb

"Do I smell Gyros? I think I smell Gyros."

"What's a gyro?" Yuko asks as the two of you make your way to the source of the aroma.

"It's a Greek sandwich.... thing." you say with a shrug. "It's delicious, that's what matters." You stumble up to the front of the booth with the shockingly sparse line.... actually, wait. Lunch just ended, it's just slow hours. As you walk up to the line, you see several spits in the back, and you can tell that some of them are traditional roasts, and a couple are shawarma. You stare at the roasted jackpot before you, and order a pair of classics.

Yuko, sadly, does not quite share your enthusiasm for the dish. She does however seem to enjoy it immensely.

You feel like now would be a good tie to talk to her about something, you just need to find the right topic.

>What?

>>22789649
not cars not cars not cars what is there besides cars

not being a snitch for the feds either hmmm

Music?

>>22789649
Ask her what she thought of the other racers. We might as well make Mom think we're earning our keep.
And then tell her that she looks pretty when she's talking. Or blushing.

>>22789723
no not music all she will talk about is usher

I find it vaguely amusing that after all the raw CONFIDENCE over two threads, you're at a loss for a topic.

I guess the other racers work, so I'll start on that.

>>22789928
We could talk about how we want her naked, but she asked us to tone it down.
Either high gear or low gear, no in between.

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>>22785791
Hhhm, makes sense.
We're basically so overblown confident it should count as an ability all of its own.

>>22789937
So, at the core, we're confident but not really socially /competent/ in that we lack empathy and tact?
Make sense for someone with a background such as hers.

>>22789649
Gotta talk food.
Everyone likes food, and we're eating something she's not familiar with.

Ask her about her normal eating habits, whether she likes to cook... that sort of thing.

"So you've been a part of the local scene for a while then, racing wise?"

"Kinda. I mostly got my interest through Will when I met him a couple years ago. He's been bombing around since he was like, fifteen. So I know everybody Will's introduced me to."

"Huh. Well, what's your take on the city's racers?"

"A lot of what you see is territory disputes. There was a pretty bad gang war about five years ago. Ended up a three way mess between the locals, the Yaks and the Russians. Almost a hundred people dead or locked up that we know of. That's when a couple of the more important guys got together and decided to use racing as a non-violent means of conflict resolution."

"So that's why there's not a lot of open tickets?"

"Pretty much. It's a fraction of the racing, but there's so much of it going on that you can still find an open one at least once a week if you know the right people."

"And the cops don't care?"

"They care. It's just they care more about the 70% drop in gang violence more than a bunch of assholes driving around with some cones in a parking lot."

"That's a pretty good reason to be cool, actually." You shrug, taking another bite of Gyro. "Anybody in particular I should watch out for?"

"Other than me?" She teases, smiling. "In all seriousness, Darius is the head of the Local... conglomerate?"

"What?"

>>22790153


"Bunch of locals decided to form the Gangbanger equivalent of a Union to try and keep the Yaks and Russians in check. They're all their own thing, but Darius runs the crew that acts as a go-between and a neutral ground for the others. He rolls around in a scary as hell Jiver Mantra, which I swear to god he runs on fucking witchcraft to make it dance like that. There's also that one Russian dude Dimitri, local wisdom says he treats his cars like condoms. Uses it to fuck you, and throws it away ruined at the end of the night. Even Darius doesn't like to run against him he's so crazy."

"Anybody from the Yaks?"

"No standouts, but pretty much everyone who races in colors is pretty good."

I nod along, absorbing the info as we clean up and move out.

[ ] See if anything good's playing.
[ ] Go back to the Arcade.
[ ] Leave the boardwalk behind.

>>22790160
>[ ] See if anything good's playing
If nothing catches our eye we do
> [ ] Go back to the Arcade

If we go to the movies, I say we convince Yuko to sit in our lap.

>>22790270
That.
See which games Yuuko is good at.

Hope plot convenience works in our favour and they have a Deathsmiles/Initial D/Tekken Tag Tournament machine there.

>>22790270
That shit won't fly boss, you gotta play it slower than that

You swing by the movie theater. There's a few choices worth mentioning, with the one super-hero thing that's supposed to be good. Rich guy decides to spend a billion dollars fighting crime is a fun angle.

A couple of chick flicks, a comedy and... "They made ANOTHER one?" you ask incredulous.

"Made wha- Oh." Yuko says, spotting the object of your displeasure. "A new Fast and the Furious, huh? Well, not NEW new, but...."

"I can't believe it. I though the stupid drift racing one was the end of it."

"If only. At least I didn't hate that one, they got the vibe of Shibuya down. Even if they had to insist that an American fucking Muscle Car could drift at all, much less better than state of the art racing gear from Japan."

>Actions?

>>22790564
Hmm... Iron Bat, comedy, chick flick, or CAR-NERD RAGE The Movie.....

I vote F&tF. Who's with me?

>>22790620

I'm down. I can't see it as anything other than MST Race-Car edition.

>Iron Bat

Dammit, that was ore a joke at Sam's expense, but now I want to know what this movie would look like.

>>22790564
I haven't seen the fourth FnF, but I laughed my ass off through FAST FIVE so it is probably a safe bet for some quality car nerd bonding.

>>22790660
A young genius loses his parents tragically in an accident involving a mugger, a gun, and an IED which propelled shrapnel into our heroes heart. The doctors used an experimental device invented by his father to save him. Now he fights crime and alcoholism. He is vengance. He is the nightlife.
HE.
IS.
IRON BAT.

"We need to see that movie." You tell Yuko, purpose crystallizing in your mind.

"Why? It's going to be terrible."

"Yeah, but good terrible or bad terrible? It's like a really cheesy horror movie, there's plenty of entertainment to be had."

She laughs at your description, and you wander into the theater to get tickets. As you sit with your bucket of popcorn, you pat your lap like an invitation for Yuko to climb aboard, but she blushes slightly while laughing it off. As the previews roll, your snark is already coming up to speed.

"I'm not convinced Nick Cage is an actor."

"What do you mean?"

Think about it. Does he ever seem like he's acting to you? I think people just follow him around with cameras and try to justify his actions. I could totally see Ghost Rider as Nick getting bored and setting himself on fire, before just cruising around on a bike."

Yuko gives you a long hard look, before breaking down laughing. "Yeah, and Wicker Man makes more sense as him doing coke and just freaking out on an island for a couple days."

You spend the rest of the previews disagreeing as to which actress would make a better Catwoman, and agreeing that the only people who have it worse for retarded movie concepts than racers are Hackers.

When the movie starts, it opens on a long-shot of Vin Diesel talking about how racing is the greatest thing ever, when Yuko surprises you. "I want to see him in a romantic comedy."

"... Alright, I can't see it."

"Neither can I. I can't think of a single non-action movie he's done. Is he incapable of Romance?"

"Maybe baleful monologues about drift racing and killing people is how he seduces the ladies?"

"God, I know it makes me hot." She sighs, dreamily. "Maybe if he had hair."

"Alright, I can't see that even harder."

"I know right? I want to see him with a Cop mustache and an Afro."

"Now THAT'S a mental image. How would he justify that figure in this new lifestyle?"

"Something that lets him punch out a horse still. Rodeo Clown?"

>>22791106

A slight hush over the general chatter of the movie theater is heard,and judging from a few errant bits of Snark, the adventur4res of Vin Diesel, womanizing Rodeo Clown has been forever burned into the mind of the audience.

You can't even see him walk on screen without your mind mentally editing in his new look and constantly alluded to profession.

You leave the theater laughing at your corruption of the youth, along with the weird looks the staff gives everyone talking about how Vin Diesel's gonna lasso up some lovin'.

After the movie, Yuko tells you she's had fun, but kinda wants to go home. As you get back in the car, you hear her laugh happily when Justin Timberlake's new single starts coming over the speakers.

[ ] Bear it.
[ ] Intervention.

>>22791118
[x] Intervention.

Softly softly though, it isn't her fault she doesn't know better.

>>22791118
>>22791296
>[ xxxxxxxxxxxx] INTERVENTION
RIGHT NOW. RIGHT THE HELL NOW.
Introduce her to Daft Punk, REO Speedwagon, AC/DC, The Who, the Beatles, and Charles Mingus. (I had a very broad musical education from my parents as a child.)

>>22791118
Intervention time.
Yuko, I don't mean to be an asshole, but we need to fix this.

You cringe as a horrifying mix of Dub Step and whiny wanna be sex symbol comes through the speakers of your car. You gently flick the radio off as you put the car into reverse. "Yuko, sweety, I'm sorry but there's a quick errand we need to run before we go to your place."

"Uh... alright." She says, slightly confused but not bothered.

"Where is the nearest record store?"

".... I think the Walmart off Fifth sells mus-"

You reach for your phone and dial up Erik. "Hello?"

"Hey, hate to bother you, but is there a good record store in town? Kinda an emergency."

"Oh, hey Sam. Yeah, there's one in my emergency contacts. I forget the name, but it's right between my insurance agent and my Barber." There's a breif rustling noise before he returns to the phone. "Yeah, it's a place called 'Off Beat & Key. I think they sell instruments and offer lessons on the side. They just moved to a new place in that one Beachside Plaza."

"I know the place. Thanks Erik."

"Anything for a damsel in distress." He tells you before hanging up.

Along the way, you speak to Yuko.

"So tell me, where do your tastes in music run?

"Uh... stuff with a beat? Music you do things to. Dancing, driving, cooking, whatever's fun. I can't stand to just sit around and listen to classic orchestral stuff."

"Alright. Favorite artist?"

"I don't have one. Skrillex is pretty good but I don't think they're my fav-" She gives you a concerned look. "Sam, are you feeling alright?"

"Fine, why?"

"You stopped breathing for a second there." She says, putting a hand on your shoulder. "Do you want me to drive?"

You try and find the words. Some method of informing her that her taste in music is horrible without crushing her. Her eyes are just so innocent and concerned, you don't know how to break the news.

Like a heartbroken father trying to tell his quadriplegic child her dreams of being a ballerina will never come true.

>>22791761

Thankfully, you reach the mall before things get too awkward. But when you get there...

"Sam, seriously. Is something wrong?"

>What say?

>>22791768

"Just think of it like getting a makeover."

And then give her the most loving, caring hug we can before dragging her into the store.

Any more info and she might try to run.

>>22791768
Nothing that cannot be fixed, don't worry

>>22791768
These >>22791820 >>22791811
"Nothing that can't be fixed. Just think of it like getting a makeover."

>>22791768
"I am going to broaden your horizons no matter what. There is more to music than dubstep. For god's sake woman, there's more than a thousand years of music available to you and you choose DUBSTEP?!"

I vote we introduce her to jazz, but that's my preference.

>>22791930
Jazz is good. As a general rule for fixing someone's bad taste is the shotgun method, expose them to as much good stuff as possible.

>>22791930
>Has never been to a real party

There is a time and place for dubstep.

>>22792032

There is no situation where dubstep can't be replaced by better music.

Not just 'in context' but 'objectively better'.

>>22792032
No. Literally any other form of electronic music is superior to dubstep for a party.

Guys, guys, let's go with Electronica, but something at least a LITTLE bit more refined than Skrillex.

We can roll out the /mu/core patrician playlist later on, seriously.

>>22792310
I think we can all agree this girl needs a musical makeover, yes?

>>22792338
>I think we can all agree this girl needs a musical makeover, yes?
Most certainly.
But we gotta take it slow.

For starters, show her that there's more to electronic music than Skrillex.

((>>22791357)) mentioned Daft Punk.
Let's start there.
Well, most of the band mentioned in that post are fairly accessible.
Maybe Motörhead, too?
inb4 shit taste etc etc.

Hey guys, I have things I was/am doing today so I'm gonna be offline a bit.

I'll be running where I can, but expect the pace to drop from 'slow' to 'absolutely glacial' at times. But i'll keep running for as long as the thread's alive.

>>22792466
The thread will live on until you get back.
So after we fix Yuko's taste in music, what should we do? We could go find Will and insist to see just how good his sleeper is...

Bump.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j1Lxuhk6fAk

There's always this soundtrack.

>>22797348
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ok2369YY2P8

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hey guys, are we playing Car Lesbians?

>>22797558
We are, but the other players seem to be missing half the game.

>>22797578
Car Bisexuals is totally acceptable.

>>22797558
More detailed rules for driving, no hotness stat, and we're not really a full-on lesbian, but pretty much.

>>22797636
>>22797558
>>22797578
We're TRYING to get the hot Asian girl, but she doesn't appear to be into girls. We will, of course, convince her.
And then there's the Belgian woman who will hate-fuck us if nothing else.
These things take time in a game not specifically designed to get to the girl on girl action as soon as possible.

>>22799050
Actually, it seems to be more that Yuko never really THOUGHT about being with another girl in that way. She's very innocent and naive. I mean come on, she thinks Justin Timberlake is good.

inb4 we walk into the record store and this is playing:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7xXEtO3bEe0

>>22799050
>These things take time in a game not specifically designed to get to the girl on girl action as soon as possible.

So we aren't playing Car Lesbians then?

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>>22799108
Heh.

"Nothing that can't be fixed. Just think of it like getting a makeover."

"....What?" She asks, clearly confused as you pull her into the store.

You go inside, and you immediately see two people behind the counter arguing about something.

"I'm just saying. The girl has staying power. She's lived a hard life." Says the one wearing the 3D glasses.

"I'll grant you that." Responds the man wearing the face-concealing helmet, his voice heavily synthesized. "But Gary's got the Crazy Eyes. He's an animal, and unpredictable."

".... What're you two arguing about?" Yuko asks.

"Who would win in a cage match, Gary Busey or Oprah Winfrey," Answers the man in the 3D glasses. Getting closer, his nametag says 'Wade'. "Name's Rick."

"And I'm Glitch." The helmeted man informs you. "How can we help you two fine ladies?"

"My friend needs some help finding new music." You inform them.

"Alright. What does she like?"

"Uh... everything?" She says, confused. "Well, not country. But most other stuff."

"Any bands in particular?"

She shrugs. "I don't know most songs by band. Just songs. I mean Usher's pretty awesome....

The two men share a look, before steeping their fingers in front of themselves, leaning on the counters. "New Usher or Old Usher?" Glitch asks.

"... New?" She answers, scratching her head. "I mean, the stuff he has on the radio right now....."

Rick face-plants into the counter, while Glitch's visor displays an exclamation point and makes an alarmed noise. "Sweet Jesus." Glitch breaths. "If I say 'Sexy', what's the first song you think of?"

"... The Justin Timberlake one?" Both clerks recoil as though struck. "What, what's wrong with him?"

"Strictly speaking, nothing." Rick responds. "They're both passable, decent musicians. But it's like McDonald's. Food will make you not hungry, but nothing about the menu is exactly.... Gourmet."

"And why drink cheap beer when a fine wine costs the same?" Glitch adds. He then turns to you. "Where should we start?"

>Your pick?

>>22800027
>"Who would win in a cage match, Gary Busey or Oprah Winfrey,"

"Oprah. You don't get to be a billionaire without tearing out a few windpipes with your bare teeth. Gary's 10 lbs. of crazy in a 5 lb. sack, but he's got nothing on Big O."

>>22800027
"I'd give it to Busey, he's got like half a foot on her and some serious reach. Also his crazy eyes will freeze her in place long enough for a good couple hits.

As for where to start, we've got a lot of work to do. Let's start with the classics, get her a solid foundation. Rolling Stones, The Who, Yes, The Animals, Queen, Cream, Simon and Garfunkel, Santana, The Doors, Zepplin you know the deal.

Once we get that maybe show her some blues, Howlin' Wolf, Muddy Waters, B.B. King, John Lee Hooker.

I'd like her to understand the roots of a lot of modern music before we start focusing on that. It'll also give us a better idea of her unexplored tastes."

>>22800027
Daft Punk
Kraftwerk
Devo
Guns & Roses
AC/DC
Rolling Stones
Beatles
Charles Mingus
Miles Davis
Johnny Cash (NEVER forget the Man Himself)
Springsteen
Bob Dylan (I don't mind his singing, though as he gets older he uses this annoying nasally voice)
Also, give her a hit of Tom Waits.
Anything anyone else suggests.

> One of the clerks is wearing a Daft Punk helmet
Mah nigga

>>22800284
Oh shit, I forgot to mention the Man in Black, even people who don't particularly like Country like Johnny Cash.

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>>22800027
I think it all depends on who gets in the first punch. If Oprah manages to get her teeth into Busey's throat, it'll be like trying to fight a gator, but if Busey can keep it to an outside fight, his reach will make all the difference.

>>22800284
>>22800224
>>22800100
This might lead to shouting but IC and OOC, but Michael Jackson's early works.

Yes, she seems THAT ignorant.

>>22800367
How early? Jackson Five early, or the start of his solo career?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bx2l2ezPdNk

>>22800367
He did some great stuff, though I hold that his greatest strength was in choreography and dancing instead of singing so we'll have to look up videos for things to get the full experience.

"Let's start with the Classics." You instruct them. "Or reasonably so. Little bit of Daft Punk, maybe a bit of Devo. DEFINITELY some AC/DC, The Stones and Santana."

"Why? I don't even know who all of those people are."

"Well, that's because the music you listed?" Rick turns to explain while Glitch moonwalks past, some sort of remixed clubbing music playing from his helmet as he glides by collecting the requested CDs. "Those artists laid the foundations for the entire Genres. It's like knowing the genealogy of an artform: You need to appreciate the classics, or at least be aware of their passing."

Glitch deposits a handful of CDs into your outstretched hands, still bobbing along to some sort of funky synth beat. "Well, 'ere you go then miss." You hand them to Yuko and reach for your wallet. He waves you off. "That's what, six CDs? I'll eat the cost if you promise to come back when you want something new and good to listen to."

Yuko seems surprised. "Really?"

"Of course. We're the gatekeepers, guardians and librarians of an art-form. We have an obligation to make sure what's good is available and education is here for those willing to learn." Rick comments, with a solemn nod.

You make a mental note to come back here sometime, as the two of you head out to the car. Yuko seems hesitant to listen to this 'new-old stuff' but about halfway into 'Technologic' she's tapping her feet and bobbing along to the music.

Sadly, you don't quite manage to finish the CD before getting back to her place, noting the time as 4:30 as you pull up to the curb. "You wanna come up and hang out?" She asks, looking at you. You smile just a little too wide at her, and she blushes. "N-not like... never mind...." She mumbles and you laugh, putting an arm around her.

"No, it's cool. I know what you meant, I just couldn't resist when you were wide open like that."

".... That's mean." She responds with a small pout before smacking you in the head with her stuffed Panda.

[ ] Go up
[ ] Leave

>>22801436
>[ ] Go up
But we do NOT make an active attempt to seduce her just yet.

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LOVE THIS THREAD

>>22801436
We have to go back there some time, Glitch is pretty magnificent.

[X] Go up

Remember Sam, resist making any puns about wanting to see her pretty pussy. A bit of mild flirting would work, kicking back on a couch and listening to Beggars Banquet with her while petting her kitty would be a damn good way to relax.

>>22801497
That poor GTR.

>>22801436
>[ ] Go up
how could we not?

>>22801436
We will go up, and listen to music with her. And if the mood becomes appropriate, we can hold hands.

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>>22801658

[X] Go up

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[ X ] GO UP

You wander up to the fifth floor with Yuko, giving her just enough of a lead to treat yourself to a nice view on the way up.

You quickly realize that if you lived in an apartment this high off the ground, you'd either find an elevator or become a recluse. As you finally head inside the apartment, your first impression is that the apartment is shared between a person with an extreme case of OCD and/or neatness fetish, and a eight year old girl obsessed with Frilly things.

There are parts of the rather spacious apartment that seem clean, hard and cold, clearly designed with a simple elegant form into a heightened priority for function.

Then outside of the kitchen/office area, it seems like the carpet is plusher than any bed you've been on, with blankets and throw-pillows threatening to overtake any seating. Given the placement of a bean-bag on the plush carpet and a handful of discarded sketch-books and game controllers before the monolith of a TV, they might well have won. Further contrasting it, it feels like it's an explosion of color, where the more spartan side of things seems to be white and brown, oak and tile with the exception of the Grey granite counters.

Reigning in almost absurd opulence from a throne of pillows, blankets, and a single visible pair of panties is a rotund cat that can only be described as dripping smug, gleeful laziness as if it were a performance art. His name tag helpfully labels him 'Tonnura'.

[ ] Pet the Kitty.
[ ] Ask yuko about the design.
[ ] That TV is the size of your apartment.

>>22802377
>[ ] Pet the Kitty.
While
>[ ] Ask yuko about the design.

>>22802377
[x] Ask Yuko about the design

One does not simply pet Tonnura

>>22802377
[X] Ask Yuko about The Kitty.

>>22802377
[X] Pet the Kitty.

We must try to pet the kitty. Don't think too much about the panties it's on, but a bit of fantasizing is alright.

While doing this we can [X] Ask Yuko about the design.

Ask who she lives with as it's pretty obvious that she doesn't live here alone. Ask when they usually get back.

>>22802377
>[ ] Pet the Yuko.
while
>[ ] Ask Kitty about the design.

You wander over to the kitty, who seems to be almost smiling at you, as if to say 'yes, closer'.

As you approach him, you turn to Yuko. "Interesting taste in design. You have a roomie?"

"Heh, no. I just... when I want to work on something, I want to work. She responds, gesturing to the barren half of the apartment. "Sometimes when I'm cooking or something I dance a little waiting for a cake to rise or whatever." She shrugs. "And when I want to Chill and relax, I wanna relax. Between my bedroom and here, it's literally impossible for me to be uncomfortable."

"Bit big for a single apartment."

"Technically it isn't. It's just that I'm using the other bedroom for storage." She shrugs. "I dunno, maybe I'm just spoiled, but I'm used to having room to stretch out. Sometimes it feels empty, but Tonnura helps a lot with that."

As she says the words, your hand finally makes contact with the cat's head to scritch behind the ear. The almost absurdly fuzzy texture leaves an almost tingling feeling in your fingers while a small shudder travels up your arm as he shamelessly rolls onto his back while letting out a throaty purr that seems to almost echo in the quiet room.

your hand moves to rub him, and he squirms happily under your ministrations, clearly reveling in the attention. A small smile creeps across your face at the blatant hedonism this cat's displaying, overjoyed by the simple attention you're giving it.

Yuko slips past you and picks him up, ending the experience a little early. "Yeah, he's like, the most cuddly thing ever. He will literally stay in your lap all day if you let him." she sighs "Thank god he doesn't shed, or this entire apartment would be disgusting with cat hair." An errant paw smacks her lightly on the cheek an she drops the cat off on the couch. "Didn't say you were disgusting, but cleaning cat-hair out of these blankets and stuff would be a nightmare."

>Actions?

>>22802653
>>22802377
>Tonnura
I am on to you you magnificent bastard you!

>>22802653
Lay down a bit, enjoy the softness, maybe see if we can take a peek at her sketchbooks, with her permission of course.

"He's a sweet cat, and very soft. Never had a pet, always wanted a cat or dog but never really had a chance. And I'd probably make for a terrible owner anyways.

I'll have to come over more often if it feels empty here, I'm not used to having this much room but it seems rather nice.

How about we put one of the albums we just got you and I continue to try to seduce you, or we can talk about cars. Both sound good to me."

>>22802705
gets my vote

>>22802705
Yes, we must expand her horizons in more ways than one.

>>22802518
You. I like you.

[x] >>22802705

>>22802653
I think we'll start the evening off with a glass of cold rosé, then we can sit on her couch just holding hands. Then we'll say that she's beautiful and she'll say we're moving too fast.
But we won't mind.

Bump

zzzZZZZzzZZzZ.....

OP's gonna home back...yeah, he's gonna come back...right?

>Sorry guys, passed out without warning last night.

"He's a cool cat, very... soft." Never really had a pet myself. Always wanted a dog or something, but moved around too much to ever have a chance."

"Awww, that's too bad. Dogs are awesome, my brother used to have a Shiba."

"Yeah. Honestly, probably for the best, not sure I could take good enough care of one." You smile at her, looking around. "Maybe I'll come by more often if you feel lonely here. It's huge compared to where I get to sleep."

"Might be cool." She says with a smile.

You pick up a sketchbook. "So what're these?"

"Oh just... things. I'll have an idea or something and scribble it down. A character, a story. A paintjob or decal for a car. It never really goes anywhere, but it's a way to pass the time."

"Mind if I take a look?" She gives you a shrug and you start flipping through the pages. It's pretty good, if horribly disorganized. Your own skills are somewhat limited from a lack of practice, but you have a decent eye for talent. You set it back down, and turn back to Yuko. "Nice. Wanna put on one of your new albums so I can continue my attempts to seduce you?"

She blushes heavily and opens and shuts her mouth a few times, unable to vocalize a response. Judging by the way her mouth's moving, you'd guess she was trying to helpfully inform you that you're both female. Again.

You laugh. "No, seriously. If I was trying to seduce you I would've grabbed Barry White or something. We don't have to do anything you're uncomfortable with."

"A-alright. Just hanging out?"

"Sure." you say, flopping down on the couch. "Maybe talk about cars?"

"Yeah. Oh! I also got that game thing my friend sent me."

[ ] Cars.
[ ] Game.
[ ] Other.

>>22811843

I always deliver. I just occasionally take twelve hours to do so.

>>22812034
>[ x ] cars
>[ x ] game (information first, no CoD for us)
>[ x ] other ( tell her that God is totally okay with girl on girl because He's a perv just like normal people)
All of the above.

Sudden thought: Yuko clearly favors her Japanese heritage. Japan has some... interesting ideas on homo-sex, in that it's a sign of immaturity more than anything.

Apparently it's a thing for young girl/guys to form semi-romantic friendships to kinda explore what having that kind of a relationship is like. Not leaving that behind and going for the opposite sex is considered 'childish' by a lot of people.

Yuko might not be turning us down because she's unattracted or something, she might be turning us down because she's only half-Japanese and doesn't want to bring more shame on her family by acting 'immature'.

>>22812034
[X] Other. Lesbian sex, I kid.

"I know that you're thinking we're both girls and that you're not sure it works that way. But in my experience that only enhances the experience. I'm not going to push further than you're comfortable with, but I do want you to think about it, you'll enjoy yourself, promise."

Then [X] Game.
Start with the game, we might talk cars later.

>>22801436
I forgot to say this earlier, but I want these guys to show up again. They might know things, but also they seem cool.

>>22812261
One of them casually moonwalks while wearing a Daft Punk helmet. He's beyond cool, they also comped us some albums, majorly cool guys.

I like that Erik had a record store in his emergency contacts, that's classy.

Also, DK, you might want to archive this thread.

>>22812034
[x] Cars
[x] Game

In that order, then if things progress smoothly;
[x] other

"Yeah, alright." You say with a shrug. "What sorta games are there?"

"Yeah, there's uh...." She digs around in her pile. "I've got some VNs but I don't think any are in english. Or, I've also got this one music game and one that's got racing bits."

"A Racing game?" You respond.

"Heh, thought you'd like that." she tosses it in her console thing and hands you a controller. The word 'Burnout' appears on the screen, and you grin as Yuko begins to explain the controls.

You make it most of the way through the tutorial without crying or freaking out. "You just.... you wreck the cars?"

"... yeah. While you race and they try to wreck you."

"And.... you get 'bonus points' for this?"

".... Kinda, yeah. It also gives you ore boost so you can go faster and wreck more cars." Yuko looks at you concerned. "Hey Sam? You know these aren't real cars. You aren't actually totaling vehicles left and right. It's like how things like Battlefield you aren't shooting real people."

"I also don't get why people would want to play a game about murder and warfare." You respond, setting the controller down and taking a deep breath. Yuko surprises you by putting a hand on your shoulder.

"Yeah, sorry about that. I didn't know you'd take it that badly." She hesitates, thoughtful. "There's another game called 'Forza Motorsport'. Really realistic to the point of becoming 'car porn' and filled with cool bonus features. No absurd wrecks or explosions."

"Yeah... Yeah I guess we could try that." You feel much better about the new choice in games, and end up playing for almost an hour when the phone rings.

Yuko answers it, and turns to you. "Will just wanted to see about going to get dinner at some Chinese place. You wanna come?"

[ ] Yes.
[ ] no.

>>22813746
>[x] Yes.

>>22813746
[X] Yes.

Always say yes to Chinese food.

>>22813746
[x] Yes
>Forza Motorsport
>Captcha: Stedzat respect

Yes Captcha, respect is in order.
Mah nigga!

>>22812034
>my brother used to have a Shiba
Oh REALLY...
>>22813746
Yes.

DK? Remember? The bisexual seventeen year old FBI drift racin', binge drinkin' mole?
Hello?

>>22815977

Sorry, I had to make an emergency trip to buy birthday things. I was only just reminded about My Dad's birthday tomorrow, and the nearest mall is a bit of a drive.

I'll start typing the next part in a minute.

>>22816118
Well, that's okay then. Birthdays and families are always important.

"Yeah sure. I love Chinese food." You tell her. The two of you wander back down and take Yuko's car to go to dinner. Arriving you find Will already having laid claim to a booth, somewhere along the way having shed his coat and hat combo, replacing it with Cargo shorts and a Hawaiian print shirt.. With the change, he comes off as less 'cheerful stoner' and more 'cheerful beach-bum'. He spots you and gives a wave.

"Sam!" He says surprised as you sit down. "Surprised you came along."

"Why, am I intruding?"

"Nah, it's just usually a me and Yuko thing." He says drumming his hands on the counter. "More friends are always welcome along though." Yuko heads to the bathroom and he gives you a look. "Did you seduce her or something?"

"Not yet. Figured I'd take it slow since she's a bit uncomfortable."

"Nice." He nods. "I'd be upset with you forced her into something. As another potential suitor, I feel it's only fair to warn you that her friend-zone is an inescapable hell."

"Seriously?" You ask, interested.

"Once you're there, she becomes completely oblivious to how you may or may not feel. It's not malicious or anything but...." He hangs his head slightly. "One time, she walked out of her shower naked and across to her bedroom. No attempt to hide herself or cover up. Thank GOD there's such an abundance of pillows and stuff in her living room."

"You sure she wasn't hoping you'd take advantage?"

"She wears her emotions on her sleeve. She walked back out perfectly cheerful and we watched a comedy thing she rented at Blockbuster." He sighs heavily. "I think I just decided to appreciate her as the good friend she is about a year and a half ago, about the time that I realized she was completely unaware of the existence of my penis."

"Really?"

>>22816457

"Sometimes she just doesn't get dressed. Just lounges around in her underwear because it's 'just Will' coming over." He sighs. "Seriously, I should stop gossiping before I go somewhere unforgivable. Just... be aware that taking it slow can have consequences."

You nod at the sudden insight he's offered.

[ ] Ask him for advice on Yuko.
[ ] Ask him how his day was.
[ ] Ask him about himself.
[ ] Ask him if he knew about Yuko's 'culture' problem.

>>22816457
>and more 'cheerful beach-bum
So he's gone from Shaggy to Moondoggie.
>>22816468
>[ ] Ask him if he knew about Yuko's 'culture' problem.

>>22816468
> Ask him all the things. All of them.
Is anyone else still here? One guy making all the decisions can't be good for our chances...

>>22816468
"Poor stoner, having to stare at a hot naked Asian chick."

Then
Start by asking [X] Ask him if he knew about Yuko's 'culture' problem. and [X] Ask him for advice on Yuko. With priority on the culture part.

Then we can ask him about how his day was and ask him about himself. I'd rather get the Yuko questions squared away before she gets back, but we can ask those questions whether she's here or not.

Also, I advocate full on kissing her by the end of the Evening.

>>22816468
[X] Ask him about himself.
[X] Ask him how his day was.
[X] Tell him about how your day was and ask him if he knew about Yuko's 'culture' problem.
[X] Ask him for advice on Yuko.

Everything. In this order.

Yuko and how his day was

>>22816468

Middle two can be talked about with Yuko at the table, and we can't be sure how long she's going to be in the bathroom.

So either dating advice, or 'culture'.

I say we go for 'culture' because he's clearly and openly admitted to fucking up on seducing her.

>>22816457
"Oh I'm sorry, you actually HAVE a penis? I thought it would have atrophied away from disuse."

>>22816649
That's a bit too mean. Besides, he already said he had gotten laid in the interim, he got crabs, but he did get laid.

>>22816468
>[ ] Ask him for advice on Yuko.
the rest can can come when we're talking to Yuko herself

"So... did you know Yuko's not exactly culturally exposed?"

"Not to American stuff. Kinda-ish." He says. "She introduced me to some cool Asian stuff."

"What about music?"

"Lost that battle a long time ago. She told me Sublime wasn't any good."

You freeze. "Who in the hell doesn't like Sublime? It's possible to dislike them?"

"She tried to tell me that she didn't like the beat. It wasn't something you can dance to." He shrugs. "And it wasn't. But there's a lot of good music you can't drive to or whatever. She just has a hard time sitting there and not doing anything but listening to the music."

"Huh. Well I got her to listen some Daft Punk in the car. Found a kick-ass record store thanks to Erik."

"Which one?"

"Off Beat and Key."

"No shit? I used to work there. I taught people how to play the drums."

"Damn." You say, taking a sip of water. "Small world."

"Heh. Sometimes." He says with a smile.

You see Yuko in the distance, working her way back. "Any last minute dating tips?"

"She's allergic to strawberries and will suck dick for good cheesecake. She also hates intimate things that are too 'weird', so no handcuffs. Other than that I got nothing for you." He says with a shrug as Yuko comes around to the table.

"So, you guys ready to eat?" She asks.

"I was just wondering where the waiter was." You tell her, and Will laughs.

"Never been here then? Place is a buffet. I was just waiting for you two."

You all grab plates and return to the booth, Will's plate is literally heaping with various kinds of chicken, pork, and mixed vegetables. "How are you not like, super fat?" Yuko asks, staring at the pile of food.

"I have amazing Skinny genes." He says with a smile at his plate of food. "That and my bits downstairs are the only things my Dad ever gave me."

>What talk about?

>>22817602
>She told me Sublime wasn't any good.
We're still trying to get into that tiny skirt of hers, so we're going to pretend you didn't tell us that.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=izOl4rJLRII

[X] He knows how our day went; how about his?

>>22817602
>She also hates intimate things that are too 'weird', so no handcuffs.
I need to know how he found this out. Details.

>>22817602
"Sorry to hear about that Will. I know more or less what it's like.

So Will, how was your day anyways? You catch the matinee of the movie you were going to see? Was it at all good?"

"So Will, how was your day?"

"Watched Spiderman." He says with a smile. "Got a girl's number and set a new high score on that one race-car simulator at the Mall."

"You went back to beat your own high-score?"

"Nah, they reset the machine after I filled the score-board with profanity. Twice." He shrugs. "So I set a new high-score with my actual name attached. We'll have to see if it stands."

"Has anyone EVER beaten your high score?"

"Honestly, nobody's had time to. I keep getting deleted for poor sportsmanship." He smiles. "Remember the 'Super-Bike' incident?"

"Oh god." Yuko says cracking up.

"What happened?"

"Alright, there was this one machine at a local arcade called 'Super-Bike Frenzy'." He begins, popping a piece of chicken in his mouth. "Let you add a sentence to whatever you tagged as your name on the score-boards. It would play over the screen the #1 score's title and name like a taunt, or friendly advice."

Yuko's trying not to laugh hysterically as he tells the story. "Alright, so you put something in there?" you ask.

"I said my name was 'Swag' and my chosen sentence was 'I fucked your Mother'."

"Classy." You say with a smirk.

>>22818157


"It gets better. A friend of mine going to college up in Oregon sees it and asks if I did the same thing to a machine he had on campus. So I did some research." He takes a sip of soda. "Turns out they hooked them up with a wireless thing, and the high-scores were broadcast around. So it wasn't just the high-score on THAT machine, it was the score on ALL of them."

"How many?"

"Between us and Canada? Something like 32 thousand units. Best part? the way they were all linked together, you could erase the scores from one machine. But if a 'new' high-score would beat the ones on the machine, it would over-write them. So if any ONE of the thirty thousand machines wasn't erased or unplugged at the same time, it would come back to ALL of them."

Yuko seems to be in physical pain from withholding her laughter as you chuckle. "Alright, that's funny."

"Gets worse. They set a bounty on it, nationwide for someone to beat the score. Went up by five hundred a week. Got to ten grand by the time I heard about it. I let it climb to fifteen before I went and beat it."

"That's evil, and brilliant." You respond, choking down laughter.

"It gets worse." Yuko squeaks and you look back to Will in disbelief.

"Day after I got my check, went back to the mall. Set the new high score as 'I'm so fresh you can suck my nuts'-Swag." He smiles as he grabs another strip of meat from his pile. "When they found out I was the only one who could beat my own score, they made a new cabinet and gave me twenty G to never play it so they could keep the nation-wide scoreboards."

>Topic/What say?

>>22818163
"Well, I'll just have to see if I can get you to cut loose like that in the real world, it'd be interesting to race against you without you holding back.

So, you got a girl's number. Did someone finally see the gem hidden under the stoner or beach-bum?

Do you have any funny stories Yuko? I'd like to know more about you."

>>22811843
OP's update schedule is as chaotic as The Bureau's.

Bet you could beat it, ask for more stories.

>>22818163
we are so going to have to beat that score

Yuko's time for stories now

>>22818377
Apparently, so I've taken the liberty of archiving for future Anons.

"Alright, that's pretty spectacular." You admit, while you and Yuko have a healty laugh. "I'll have to see about beating your high-scores. Why not drive that good in real life?"

"In real life, I have to worry about things like wrecking my car and paying for Gas on the practice laps." He smiles, shaking his head. "Game land lets you act a bit crazier."

"Heh. Got any more good stories?"

"My whole freaking life is a funny story. My mother was a professional clown and my father was an up and coming musician. I was conceived in the bathroom at a child's birthday party they were both performing at. Apparently the birthday boy walked in on the last five minutes, making it the most memorable performance of the day. My Dad once made me hide weed in my room when some cops came to talk about a missing kid in the neighborhood because I wouldn't get in as much trouble. I got in my first car wreck at 17 driving my drunk mother in law home because she decided to try and give me a blow-job and I was startled by the hand-to-crotch that I swerved into a lamp-post." He takes a bite of chicken. "We'd be here for hours if I tried to list my bullshit."

"Oh wow." You say, laughing at his rapid fire recounting. "What about you, Yuko?"

"Nothing much. I mean, nothing worthy of telling a story." She hesitates. "No wait, I do have one. When I was little my Mom took me to a petting Zoo, and I decided to climb on a Llama. Apparently this freaked it out, and it took off running while I was holding onto it. Animal control guys followed for like an hour while it ran around town panicking trying to figure out a way of stopping it that wouldn't hurt me."

Will cracks up. "Wow, never heard that one before. Didn't you also have a pony eat your hat?"

"Fucking ponies." She looks at you. "Dude took me on a date, we went horse riding. I was wearing this cute green-knit driver's cap. We were sitting on this bench a little Shetland stole it and ran around letting me chase him FOREVER before he ate it."

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>What say/actions?

>>22818625

Wait, what?

>That description

>>22818625
>soon to be asian

Wat.

>>22818750
She's going to be Asian soon, she isn't already.

>>22818715
First, start laughing. The mental image of a tiny Asian girl chasing a Shetland is too much.

"I'm sorry, that just sounds like it would be utterly adorable to watch.

Yuko, I think I have to do this, because I want to make sure you know something." Then give her a kiss. No friendzone for us.

>>22818715
it is clear now, we must get her a
>cute green-knit driver's cap
and paint our car like a Shetland pony so she is forever chasing us

>>22818819
sounds good, although she might not be drunk enough yet, or it could work and then we get her drunk afterwards to make the her shame at realizing shes now a lesbian go away, then we totally lick whipped cream off her tits as Dad walks in on us

>>22818971
It's a clear statement of intentions, we don't move fast we might end up in the FRIENDZONE, which would be bad. She might not sleep with us tonight, we might be a tad too pushy with that, but this ensures we stay out of there.

>>22818819
Not right in front of Will, dammit. It's rude. Perhaps right as we all part ways for the night.

>>22818819
Not yet. We can kiss her later, when we head out the door. Not anything major, just a light kiss and "I had a really great time today, Yuko. We should do this again some time."

>>22819202
We took her car here, we're riding back to her place unless we want to hitchhike home.

>>22819209
I meant at the end of the night, when we head home from her place.

>>22819125
>>22819202
>>22819225
sounds like a plan, now the conundrum, should we get her drunk or not?

>>22819289
First kiss, sober, subsequent kisses, drunk.

>>22819289
No. If we get her drunk it seems like we're just trying to take advantage of her. Plus, we want her head clear, so she can't blame the booze when we're running through her mind all night.

>>22819300
>>22819308
sounds good

>>22819300
First kiss: chaste; slight buzz; about to part at our doorstep.
Subsequent kisses: decreasing degrees of chastity; decreasing degrees of sobriety (tending towards a maximum); all over our house.

You start cracking up, and she crosses her arms in a huff. "Yeah, he laughed too. I called Will for a ride home."

"I'm sorry, but I can't not laugh at the mental image of you trying to chase down a pony to get your hat back." You respond, trying to choke it down.

"It's even worse when you start mentally editing in 'Yakkity Sax'." Will adds, and then grins as you start laughing in earnest. Yuko glares at him and he smiles back cheerfully as he leave to refill his plate. As he leaves you realize-

"Wait, holy shit. Did Will seriously consume that entire plate of food that quickly?" You say, sobering up, glancing down at your own half-finished plate. "We've been talking for like, ten minutes."

"Yeah, my personal theory is that he's powered by a tiny black-hole." She frowns in his direction. "He's gonna eat like three more before we leave. Only reason he's not gonna eat more is because he's been banned from buffets before."

"No shit? He's skinnier than ME." You say looking down at your own slim frame. "And I weigh, like, NOTHING."

"He's got a little muscle on him, but yeah." She says with an irritated sigh. "He can consume his entire body-weight in food a day without gaining weight. I think I might hate him a little bit for it. And he's pretty much my best friend."

"Really?"

"Yeah." She looks away, kinda sad. "He went out of his way to help me at a time when one of my brothers was out to kill him, stuck with me through some bad times. He never once tried to get in my pants either, if you discount that one time when we apparently made out drunk."

"Really now."

"Yeah. Don't tell him this, but I think I started that. I feel kinda terrible about taking advantage of him like that."

"Uh-huh." You respond, taking in a mouthful of noodle.

"Say Sam, do you have any funny stories?"

[ ] The Birthday Party.
[ ] The First Race.
[ ] The Spinning Apple.

>>22819335
[X] The Birthday Party.

This one sound the funniest.

>>22819335
>[ ] The Birthday Party.
This both sounds funniest, and the most "personal" as it were.

>>22819335
[X] We should wait for Will to come back before starting.
-[X] The Spinning Apple.

[ ] The Birthday Party.

...

>Alright, I think this'll be the last post for the thread on my part.

"Yeah sure. I'm just gonna wait for Will to get back before I start talking." you respond, taking another bite of your food. Will returns shortly with a plate even bigger than his first, and at Yuko's insistence you begin. "Alright, so I was eight years old and this is the third home I've been in. Really nice couple taking care of me and a couple of others, very sweet.... very Mormon." You say, taking a sip. "No offensive substances, no cursing, all that Jazz. They find out my Ninth birthday is coming up, and want to make the day as special as possible."

"What did they come up with?"

"Bowling and Pizza." Two blank looks. "These were very conservative religious types. Any more extreme wacky fun and they would've been shunned at church. Anyway, it's me an the other two kids. One was Brian and the other was.... Cindy? I'm honestly not sure. Anyway, we go, we have our fun, and we set up the lanes. Now I picked up a ball and did my everything to throw it properly. My hand gets stuck. Did I mention that I deliberately picked a bigger, heavier ball than my 'Dad' to try and show what a big girl I was?"

"I already see where this is going." Will snickers into his Peking Pork.

"Yeah. So here's this screaming little girl being drug down the lane in the FRILLIEST damn skirt you've ever seen. I swear to god, I looked like a Victorian marshmallow from the waist down. I go over, and I see a scary machine as I'm about to go over the edge. So I grab and twist for all I'm worth, not knowing that it's not going to kill me if I slip. A couple minutes later a lane attendant's shut down our line and rescued me, but that was my birthday. I was upside down staring terrified at the gaping maw of the ball return, giving every pedo in the building a free show."

"Oh my god, that's HORRIBLE!"

"Yeah. Haven't wore a skirt or gone bowling since."

"Because of that?"

"Nah, actually it's mostly coincidence." You respond.

>>22820039

"Heh. I can't even picture you in a skirt." Will comments, already a third of the way into his plate.

"Honestly, I have a hard time. I wore what was given back then. I was a tiny, twiggy wisp of a girl back then." You look down, and then back at your friends. "Even more than now, if you can believe it."

You all share a good laugh at your expense, and leave the restaurant in smiles. Yuko takes you home to her place, and you walk her to the door. "You didn't have to come all the way up here for a good-bye." She says with an almost confused smile.

"I thought this was how dates were supposed to go. Walking the girl home."

She hesitates. ".... Was this supposed to be a date then?"

"Do you want it to be?"

She hesitates, and then fidgets slightly. ".... But we're girls..." She mutters, mostly to herself.

"Alright, I was teasing. Seriously though, does the very idea of being with another girl bother you this much? I mean, I'm actually starting to get concerned for you."

She leans against her open doorway for a long moment, staring at her feet and blushing heavily. ".... I don't know. I've never.... I never thought about it. I mean, we're girls. It's not supposed to work like that. I mean, biologically or whatever." She looks at you, something unreadable in her eyes. "Honestly, I don't know what to think, or where to even begin. I mean, I like you. But do I LIKE like you? I just.... I don't even have that much to go on with the NORMAL side of things."

"Well, I'll tell you what." You say leaning in. "I'll leave you with this-" You break off and give her a gentle kiss on the lips. "-And maybe tomorrow you'll have a better idea on where you stand." You smile at her, and she just kinda blankly stares at you, blushing heavily as you walk away.

About two floors down, you hear a door slam and you wonder if that was the best or smartest thing to do. For all your talk, you're not exactly a learned master.

You try not to think about it as you drive home.

>>22820045
See you next time DK. Have a good one.

>>22820045
woohoo progress with the soon to be asian, thanks for running this again DK, highly enjoyable, any ideas when next thread will be?