>>34563712
Whoops! Let's make that 16-2!

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Get hyped?

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Once again it's shameless self promotion time.

>Interrogative, What is Generation la Kill / The Things They Wore?

In short: Generation Kill does KLK

Longer answer: The First Marine Expeditionary Force has been deployed to Mozambique to stop a brewing civil war and return stability to the region. At least that's the Official story is, something else is going on but Kaeo Tokura and the other Marines of Charlie Company, 1st Reconnaissance Battalion aren't really quite sure what it is. What they do know is that they and Marines all over the country are guarding REVOCS factories and there are a lot of people who really don't seem to like that.


>Interrogative, What should I expect?

Action, Manliness, Dialogue, OORAH, PLOT, CLK tie-ins and tediously researched military specificity


>Interrogative, Where can I find this tale of violence worshiping warrior monk mother fuckers?

http://pastebin.com/u/Poxyquotl


>Interrogative, what does the time-scale on updates look like?

Every Monday is the new goal from now on.


Stand by for further updates. Poxyquotl Actual, Out.

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>>34563712

Your wheelchair zooms around the alley corner, kicking up dust as you slide back behind a dumpster, barely scraping by a volley of needles fired by our friendly red-mohawked guerilla.

"Wheelchair-da!?"

You press your head against the side of the dumpster and edge toward the corner to try and peek beyond but pull your head back as more needles pepper your cover. "Tch!"

The silence is tense. The mohawked-man finally speaks up, "That uniform... Just another fiber dependent dog chasing after me for glory, huh?"

You lean your head back against the dumpster, thinking. You pull your string out of your pocket and pull it free of your knitting tools. "You... Wish!"

VREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEM. Your mechanical arm bursts free and picks up a chunk of scrap metal as your wheels peel out propelling you from your hiding spot. Needles pepper your shield as your zoom in close. At the last moment he spin kicks, sending the scrap metal flying away as he lowers his gun. Like lightning you lunge forward and shove your knitting tool into the trigger of his gun, and tie it there to his finger. "Hmph!" He shoves the gun to your forehead, unable to pull the trigger. Both your eye and his narrow.

"I'm here to-"
[] Get info
[] Get revenge
[] To tell you to put some damn clothes on

>>34563916
[] Get info

>>34563916
>[] Get info

Why you gotta be a cunt Mohawk?

>>34563916
>[x] Get info
>beat
> and [x] to tell you to put some damn clothes on

>>34563916
>[] Get info

>>34563931
>>34563940
>>34563949
>>34563974
OH I WANNA KNOOOOW

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Am i late?

>>34563916
[strike]>[] Get revenge[/strike] Wait, this isn't No-Star Quest...

[X] To tell you to put some damn clothes on

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>>34564191
I'm guessing no

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Oh hey, this is happening.
Don't mind me... I'm just preparing for the main event...

>>34564031

"I'm here only for myself, for info. And you will be happy to oblige for all the trouble you've caused myself, Mako, and Ryuuko." You bore into him with your eye.

He pushes the gun onto your forehead harder and squeezes at the trigger in vain. "Oh? So you know the girl with the kamui? Let me tell you two things. One, regardless of who you are and what you want you're just wasting your time. Two, I don't take orders from anyone, especially invalids forced to rely on life fibers."

He swings with his other hand and blindsides you across the side of your face with his free fist. You bring your arms up to block but to no avail as another punch squares you right in the face and he kicks your wheelchair back. Blood drips from your nose onto your uniform as you clutch your face. "Y-You..." You glance around the alley as he pulls your string free of his gun. "Let me tell you two things! One, I, Yuuto Courtmanche, don't back down from opposition, especially from someone with such dull fashion sense. Two, never tell me I'm wasting my time!"

You drive forward, your mechanical arm grabs a nearby pipe as you charge, but you suddenly get lightheaded and falter somewhat, as blood continues to drip down your face from your nose. The mysterious man gets the jump and squeezes off several rounds into you as stop and slump.

"Courtmanche? As in Courtmanche Fashion? Hmph, this is the last place on the planet I would have expected to find you, outside of REVOCs HQ. Then again, ultimately all those who wear clothes are in bed together with the enemy." He begins to walk toward you. "That is what I, Tsumugu Kingase fight, a war against clothing itself."

He stands over you, you remain slumped, but then "Then what does the gear your wearing count as? It is still fashion, no?"

He stands stunned, "The needles effect-" You bolt upright, bringing up your own needle gun having snagged it from its hiding place. "-Impossible, how did you recover so quickly!?"

1/2

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>>34564752
>He stands stunned, "The needles effect-" You bolt upright, bringing up your own needle gun having snagged it from its hiding place. "-Impossible, how did you recover so quickly!?"

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>>34564752

"I guess when you're already weak you can't be weakened as much, eh?" You squeeze the trigger and although Tsumugu dodges the majority, several needles still embed themselves.

"How did you get a hold of a Nudist Beach Anti-Fiber weapon?"

You shrug, your calmer more sardonic personality returning, "I suppose that in a school where super powered freaks run rampant there's all sorts of interesting things lying around."

"Hmph." Trapped in the back of the alley, you see Tsumugu slap something on a wall and a split second later it blasts inward. He dives in as you attempt to pepper him with more needles.

"Tell me, what you know about the life fibers!"

You find yourself pursuing him into a warehouse and you dart around boxes as he jumps over barricades.

"You don't know what the very things you're using for power actually are!? Typical. It's no wonder people like you will hearken our end."

You take potshots at each other.

"Am I really chasing an overly muscled buffoon through a slum while trying to get him to say something that isn't cryptic? C'est la vie!"

[] Try reasoning
[] Use force
[] Custom

>>34564974
>[x] Use force

>>34564974
[] Use force

>>34564974
>[] Custom
CALL FOR BACK UP

>>34565071
Seconding

>>34565071
Thirding

>>34564974
>[] Use force

>>34565071
Fourthing

>>34565071
Fifting

>>34565071
Sixting
That's a word,r-right?

>>34565071

Let's call allies!

When we were trying to covertly learn info from him. HUE HUE HUE

Don't worry, Yuuto is at least clever.

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>>34565627

This guy is armed with more than enough weapons to level half the school, there's no way you can keep this up. You suspect the only reason he's holding back is that he doesn't want to attract too much attention toward your area. That one charge was already too much.

You're fine with not letting Gama know where you are... But, you need to mix things up. As Sun Zhu wrote, choose your battlefield. You need to forcefully remove him.

You hear it, the barely audible click of a clip being undone. This is your chance-

You zip out of your hiding spot and rush toward him- Several strings break. "What!? When did he-"

You look, thimble shaped grenades, too many for comfort. He's clever. You try to veer out of the way but the explosion of needles still sends you flying. Your side is peppered as is the back of your chair.

Tsumugu watches carefully from behind cover. Again, you snap back only a moment after the needles hit you but... You feel the sensation of your extra limb leave you as your mechanical arm goes limp. Needles completely pepper your backpack. "Hm?" This isn't good.

Tsumugu makes a break for it, you grab a box to lift yourself back onto your wheels and try to take off after him. Your wheelchair is zippy... But it's not going nearly as fast as it was before. Could it be the needles?

He's getting ahead of you.

Sun Tzu also wrote that in addition to choosing your battlefield, you should always take full advantage of what is present.

You take your trusty rope that's now permanently tied somewhere to your wheelchair at all times and attach it to a crane mechanism that's used to move boxes around the room. You stare ahead and buckle-up. Tsumugu glances back, confused, but then- "You can't be serious!?" You rip the lever to one side and SLAM your hand on the control buttons and the crane begins to spin, round, and round until your flying around like a human wrecking ball.

Tsumugu glances at you flying toward his side. "...Dammit." You SLAM into him.

>>34566994
BOOM BABY

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>>34566994

The resulting shock breaks the rope and both of you go through the flimsy wall on the side of the building and down a small hill to a dirt road. Your entire frame is rattled, but you expect he is more so.

You aren't alone though, "Whoa! It's that crippled kid and some kinda gay bar bouncer." It's none other than Matarō Mankanshoku and his posse of trouble makers. Mako's kid brother and royal pain in your perpetually seated rear. Mako chased him off more than once about him taunting you.

But now... "Hey, Matarō."

"Ah! His royal highness, No-legs upon his throne! However may I serve you?" He mock bows ever so slightly. You resist an eyebrow twitch.

"I need you to tie this guy up."

Matarō shakes his fist, "I don't owe you nothin'! Especially after you freeloaded at my place!"

You lean forward, "Do it, or I'll tell your mother where your pervert magazines are." He stares you down, you stare back.

He chuckles nervously, "What magazines? I don't know what your talking about! B-But I guess I'll help you out, through the kindness of my heart!"

"Ah," You chirp up, "That's the Matarō I know and love." You roll your one eye as they pint-sized ruffians descend upon the recovering Tsumugu with kicking boots and swinging clubs. Once the dust devil dissipates you discover a very unamused and restrained Nudist.

"Ah, Tsumugu, glad to have your attention."
[] What does he know about Courtmanche Fashions?
[] What are life-fibers?
[] Why attack Ryuuko over Satsuki?

>>34567308
>[] What does he know about Courtmanche Fashions?
>[] What are life-fibers?'

Not like you ever enforce the one choice rule anyway...

>>34567308
>"Ah, Tsumugu, glad to have your attention."
>[] What does he know about Courtmanche Fashions?
>[] Why attack Ryuuko over Satsuki?

>"some kinda gay bar bouncer" Heh.

>>34567308
[] What does he know about Courtmanche Fashions?
[] What are life-fibers?

>>34567359
>>34567407
>>34567418

So you guys know, I do the one choice option unless otherwise stated. The only times I do multichoice is when we have an absolute tie (of primarily once choice options) and when the actual scene time allows it or I state pick a certain number. Otherwise, I just take the top option if multiple are selected.

I used to be more lenient in the past but it didn't really work that well.

I'll extend the time a little to allow people to change votes in light of this.

>>34567308
>[] What does he know about Courtmanche Fashions?
>[] What are life-fibers?

>>34567478
>[] What are life-fibers?

>>34567308
>>34567407
>>34567478
>[] What does he know about Courtmanche Fashions?

>[x] What does he know about Courtmanche Fashions?
Why do they make the masks?

>>34567482
>>34567507
>>34567511
>>34567521

What am backstory? Wins 3 to 1.

>>34567649
Learning about the true nature of Life-Fibers just doesn't feel right without glowing nipples and fashion montages...

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>>34567649

"What do you know about Courtmanche fashions? Why do you have an interest in them?"

Tsumugu stares at you blindly, from his forced crossed leg sitting position. "They are a famous but small fashion company that has been in business for over 50 years. They focus on specific styles and outfits and are frequently hired for specific outfits. They were recently bought out by REVOCs after an 'accident' concerning the owners."

You grit your teeth at that last part. "No, Tsumugu, tell me what YOU know, not what a brochure knows."

"Shouldn't you know your own families history?" There is a long and tense silence before he inhales and recites what he knows, like a winning research essay or even a robot, "Having been part of a long line of tailors, Clotaire Courtmanche, decides to restore his family name after becoming a WW2 hero with several renowned battles under his belt (in addition to many rumors and conspiracy theories by fringe historians). After wedding, he fathers Jasmine Courtmanche who took the company to its world renown status before her death in a reported accident before REVOCs took control of the company. Prior to this she marries a mostly unknown scientist famous for his prosthesis in a private wedding, though it is believed they had ulterior motives other than just keeping from the public eye. She later births her only child, one Yuuto Courtmanche."

"The company produces fashions of all shapes and sizes, but off mic was even known to produce quality military grade armor for high-end customers. And, much like REVOCS-They are believed to have experimented with life-fibers for unknown reasons."

Your blood runs cold. Your own family had access to these same strange fibers that Honnouji has been experimenting with?

You hold your head, dizzy at this. No... That's not right. You check your nose, the bleeding has stopped just fine so.

The needles that riddled your backpack are still there. They have to be interfering with your life support somehow.

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>34568235
> Original Life Fiber: "Yuuto. I, am your father."

>>34568468
"Non. Ce n'est pas vrai! C'est impossible!"

Bump.

>>34568468
>>34568639
I like you guys.


RESUMING!

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>>34568235

Reality blurs. Mataro seems confused, and Tsumugu watches with interest. Your skin... Looks paler than normal.

"What... Are you... Saying about... My family...?"

You try to look ahead, but the thought of following three hovering Tsumugu's with your weary eye makes you even dizzier.

Tsumugu continues as he carefully watches you, "The Courtmanche family has a long history of falling in and out of power. One generation might be a noble household, and another in poverty or members of a radical revolution. Ir-"

You try and lift your arms to scratch at the needles that cover your backpack like a pincushion to no avail. Your arms weaken and your vision blurs to the point that you can make out only basic shapes and wavy lines.

The last thing you can make it is Tsumugu somehow breaking his bonds as countless One-Stars appear on the ridge and charge downward. One large shape stands at the top of the hill, even his bellows seem faded as the world enters darkness.

---
Your dream is strange. A monstrous cavern surrounds you as you look on to see an ominous glowing cluster that dominates the center of a room whose walls are far too smooth compared to the rest of the stone. You make out the basic shape of a glowing white ape creature howling and exchanging blows with a far smaller ape creature covered only in patchy fur; a pale comparison to the pristine look of its aggressor. The patchy ape-being hoists something in its hand and stabs the glowing one as they yell. It looks as though they will both fall off the tall rock outcropping and into the vast pit beneath the ominous strands. They slip... They slip.... They slip....

Yuu slip into consciousness.
--
A glaring light blinds you as you gasp for air. A racket of arguing and beeping machines assault you as you make out the basic shapes of Inumuta and Iori. One looks at you and you suddenly look to your right to see someone inject you with something.
--
You awaken in your apartment, drenched in cold sweat.

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>>34571258
See you guys next time! We finally made it to the next episode!

>>34571258
Ah, Jungian symbolism...