[2/2]
It is the afternoon on a bright and sunny day and you, Prometheus Tagger – or Protag, as your father’s little joke used to go – are getting ready for what you think is probably only the second date you’ve ever been on in your entire NEET life. Even more surprisingly is who this date is with; Iori Minase, idoru extraordinaire and unexpected friend.

It’s been about a month since the events that caused you to be friends with the aforementioned late-adolescent idol. She had literally stumbled into your home late one night (drunk) and had convinced you to embark on a high speed chase away from burly Idol bodyguards. By convinced, of course, you mean “told her old idol company that you kidnapped her”. A number of misunderstandings and near-death occurrences later and you were left with her panties, her contact information, and a new friend.

Having contacted her since then, you two have finally found a day where the idol isn’t touring or appearing in public and could go out to dinner with you to finally thank you for your “services”.

You have about half an hour to wait – what do you do to pass the time?

>Shower, you sick freak
>Twiddle your thumbs
>Write in

[previous thread: http://archive.moe/tg/thread/35228347/]

>>35351773
>>Shower, you sick freak

>>35351773
>>Shower, you sick freak

>>35351773
>>Shower, you sick freak
Don't go smelling like shit you NEET

>>35351773
Showering is always a good idea.

>>35351773
>Have a wank

>>35351773
>Shower, you sick freak
You will never be clean

>Captcha 420.
Hopefully not reeking of weed

Voting's over!

>>35351992
>>35351957
>>35351951
>>35351946

Having spent the past few days in an alcoholic haze while absorbed in the works of Murakami (you may be a NEET, but you’re not some sort of uncultured swine), you decide that you definitely need a shower. You toss your dirty clothes into a hamper – a habit you only picked up after learning that it’s entirely possible for young girls to fall through your door – and head towards your small bathroom to shower. Sweat and liquor and a whole number of other sticky substances wash off of you and swirl down the drain while you bathe. For the first time in a week, you feel fresh and clean. This is a new feeling, you admit to yourself. “Fresh” and “Clean” – just a couple months ago you wouldn’t have even considered this.

After your shower you get dressed casually, nice enough that you’ll fit in to the restaurant you’re taking her to, but “normal” enough to look okay for where you’re going before that, which is a secret to Iori.

Actually, it’s a secret to you to. Where are you taking her anyway?

>The carnival’s in town, you’ll take her there
>The movies
>The local museum’s new NEET display
>Write in

>>35352160
>>The carnival’s in town, you’ll take her there
Carnivals are great

>>35352160
>>The movies
Less chance of her getting identified by her adoring public

>>35352160
>>The local museum’s new NEET display

>>35352160
>The local museum’s new NEET display
I wanna see it.

What's a NEET display?

>>35352188
Second.

>>35352305
Let's find out

>>35352160
>>The carnival’s in town, you’ll take her there

>>35352160
>>The movies

Voting period is over!

>>35352305
They take the dead corpse of a NEET and put it on display.

They get the body from the parents who want to make some money off of a worthless investment.

>>35352377
It's a three way tie.

>>35352160
> a love hotel

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>35352403
I counted only 2 for movies, and 3 for the rest. Guess I'll solve it with a dice roll?

This roll is for carnival

Rolled 5 (1d20)

This roll is for NEET museum display

>>35352459
>>35352479
The dice have spoken, Carnival it is.

>>35352459
>>35352479
You could have just rolled a 1d2 and assigned the options to the numbers.

>>35352518
We can only pray the dice aren't out for blood tonight

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Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>35352188
>>35352344
>>35352336

You decide on the carnival, which only comes to town once a year. It’s an outdoor event, of course, and it’ll be chock full of your greatest enemy: other human beings. You shudder to think of just how many people will be there just…existing. But you figure it’ll be easy to keep Iori occupied there, much better than trying to fill the time between you with the courageous stories of your NEETdom.
Taking a shower, getting dressed, and tidying up your small room had wasted just enough time, and after clearing your floor of the debris of your lifestyle, you hear a knock on your door. A couple of deep breaths clear your head and you open the door to see your very own idoru friend, standing in front of you in a cute blue dress. She smiles and gives a head tilt.
“H-hey!” you greet, rubbing your neck in embarrassment. “Why don’t you come in?”
“My pleasure!” She steps into your small apartment, and then, finding no couch to sit down on, she gently sits on the edge of your bed. Like a proper lady, she crosses her long legs – although, really, it’s not as though you don’t have her panties still resting underneath your pillow. A girl on your bed, though…you guess that there’s a first time for everything.
“How was your day?” you ask.
“For the first time in a while it was boring.”
“I’m sorry?”
“No, that’s wonderful!” she laughs, “There’ve been nonstop shows for a couple weeks now. I’ve been so exhausted.”
Now you feel bad. You’re taking up her only day off? You could reschedule or something…
“No, no, it’s fine!” she giggles, and her small frame shakes with the laughter. “It’ll be nice to go out and relax tonight. I can’t stand staying home alone in my apartment.
A couple of everyday questions about her day later, and you decide that it’s time to leave for the carnival. You tell her this, and she offers to let you two use the limo to get there, even though it’s not too far from your home.
>Take her limo, ride in style
>Call your cabby friend
>Walk

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>35352851
Fuck, I fucked up the formatting. Sorry.

>>35352851
>>Walk
No need to make a scene

Man, I just keep fucking up. That dice roll means nothing.

>>35352851
>>Call your cabby friend
Let's see how taxibro is doing.

>>35352851
>>Call your cabby friend
considering how much he was paid last time, i'm sure he'll be happy to drive us around again, without being shot at

>>35352851
>>Call your cabby friend

>>35352851
>>Walk

Voting period is over!

>>35352929
You turn down Iori’s offer for a ride in her limo. Riding in a luxurious car like that would be wonderful, but it’d also draw a ton of attention to you two, something you’re sure she doesn’t want. Instead you give a call to your cabby friend, the I-don’t-give-a-shit-about-the-law driver who had driven you through traffic and a hail of bullets, away from cops and armored vans, and sped down an airport strip during your previous idol escapade. He’d given you his number that night and offered to drive when you needed, although you aren’t sure whether it’s because he liked you and Iori, or if it was because he expected yet another barrelful of money for his services.

A quick phone call later and the cab is at your house in less than 5 minutes. Iori subconsciously fixes her hair from its non-existent mess and then you hold the door open for her like a proper gentleman. You feel as though a man in a fedora would tip it at you for the thought, and you feel sick for a second.
“Why thank you!” she giggles. You blush deep and then slide in beside her.
“Where to?” the cabby says in his slight Russian accent.

You tell him about the carnival and he nods, his steely eyes looking at you two in the mirror for a second before returning to the road.

[1/2]

[2/2]
“How’s your new company?” you ask Iori, looking for a conversation topic.

“Much better.” She smiles. “Far nicer, actually, and I’ve made a lot of friends so far. And the choreographers are great!”

For the duration of the ride Iori talks and talks and talks about her idol activities. You try to listen as well as you can, and you can tell just how passionate she is about all this, but a lot of the conversation goes over your head. At the very least you “oh” and “ah” at the right times.

When you arrive at the carnival, you see before you a ton of options. Counting your available money in your head, however, you realize you only have enough for 3 attractions and dinner that night. It doesn’t pay to be a NEET. What
do you do first?

>Shooting gallery game
>Rickety roller coaster
>Write in

>>35353506
>>Shooting gallery game
We're good those right?

>>35353506
>>Rickety roller coaster
Carnival games are all scams.

Only way to win at those is to have worked at one beforehand and know all the tricks.

>>35353506
>>Write in
ask Iori, and if she doesn't have an opinion, then roller coaster

>>35353506
>Rickety roller coaster

>>35353506
>Rickety roller coaster

other ones could be Haunted House, and Tunnel of Love?

Voting period is over!

>>35353675
>>35353544
>>35353762

People. There were so many people all around that you started itching. Like some sort of mad man you have a hard time focusing on just one thing, instead getting flustered over just how many god damn people there were. But this was your date with Iori and you weren’t going to let anything ruin it. Speaking of Iori, you were pleasantly surprised that she wasn’t recognized immediately; perhaps her clothing and the way she did her hair was enough to get people to only think she was an Iori cosplayer. In any case, it was luck on your part.

“Wanna go on the roller coaster?” you ask. Iori smiles widely an claps her hands in excitement.

“Definitely! I haven’t been on one in a while. They’re so scary, but just as equally as exciting. It’s like the first time I performed on stage!”

The two of you make your way to the rickety roller coaster, nestled between a stand for the bearded lady and an eatery dedicated to the art of frying fucking everything. As disgusting and artery-clogging as that sounded, you’re sickeningly attracted to the prospect of a fried shot of whiskey. How was that even possible?

The roller coaster before you looked as though it was put up back in 1920 and never maintained since. Chipped paint exposed rusting metal work, and the wooden boards of the track seemed to crack ever so slightly upon each movement of the roller coaster cars. A slight screech of metal sounds out as the roller coaster moved like some sort of soundtrack to your eventual doom. You gulp. This was not a good idea.

“Come on, let’s go!” Iori practically leaps up in excitement, seemingly unable to see the issues with the hunk of junk your about to risk your lives on. She grabs your hand and pulls you towards it, and suddenly your resolve melts; if she were to ask you to punch someone next to you, you’d do it simply from the joy of holding her soft hand.
[1/2]

OP you got a twitter? I nearly missed playing this one, and I loved playing the first one.

>>35354069
[2/2]
A long time on a short line later, and the two of you finally settle yourselves down into the seat of one of the roller coaster cars. When the rest are filled, the bored, drunk looking “coaster engineer” pulls a lever, and you begin your snake-like run around the track. It doesn’t take long for the roller coaster to reach the first incline, and you swear you can feel the weight of the cars pushing hard down on the track. Iori is still excited, looking down on the people below while the cars slowly make their way up the hill. At the top you teeter as bile rises in your throat, and it takes everything you have inside to hold it down and not puke all over your cute companion.

And then WOOSH, the roller coaster speeds down one hill, up and down a second, twists left and right and you feel like you’re flying, albeit on some sort of metal death trap. Iori has her hands in the air and she’s yelling in excitement, while you’re white-knuckle gripping the iron safety bar. One more identical way around the track and the ride is over. You walk out, legs trembling, and the girl besides you giggles.

“Was it that bad?” she’s holding her hand in front of her mouth.

“N-no”

You don’t even convince yourself.

In any case, you now have enough money for two more attractions. Iori looks up at you, waiting for a decision.

>Haunted House
>Ball throwing game
>Tunnel of Love
>Write in

>>35354277
>>Haunted House
Haunted House mother fucker

>>35354277
>>Tunnel of Love

>>35354219
Not yet, although I'm going to make one after/during this thread. I think I'm finally going to do a not-one shot quest soon, but even if not I'll still probably run more of these. Thanks for the support, though.

I'll make one and post it in this thread at some point tonight.

>>35354277
>Tunnel of Love

>>35354277
>>Haunted House
Should be fun, keep that excitement level up

>>35354277
>Haunted House

and after that
>Tunnel of Love

>>35354314
horray, these are hilarious. its practically a quest in itself. I just hope whoever archives it to suptg uses the tags from thread 1.

>>35354314
I'd love to see a quest about Protag and Iori's continued adventures.

>>35354421
indeed, hell it could even keep this episodic/oneshot format, it works quite well with the premise.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>35354496
>hell it could even keep this episodic/oneshot format, it works quite well with the premise.
That was more or less the plan if I were to continue the Accidental Idol Crime quests. The multi-thread quest I spoke about in a past post isn't going to be related to these.

In any case, Voting is over! 2 votes each means another dice roll.

>ToL is 1
>Haunted House is 2

>>35354605
3 HH actually
>>35354308
>>35354327
>>35354388

>>35354639
Fuck, you're right. Quickly re-writing.

>>35354764
can probably just save the ToL stuff you wrote, that's pretty much going to be our 3rd choice.

>>35354639
“Where to next?” Iori asks.

Still woozy on your feet and shaken up from that roller coaster, you take a look around the carnival. Tricky game stands fill the place, all of them vying for your money and all of them rigged to make you lose. There’s no way you’re picking one of those. On your left you see a Tunnel of Love, but the line is very long and you don’t want to waste time standing there – you do have a dinner later.

Suddenly an idea springs up in your mind. If this is a date, why don’t you try to get her scared. Those schoolyard friends of yours had always told you that the best way to get a girl to cling to you was to watch a horror movie, and you figure that a haunted house was just about the next best thing.

“Let’s go there.” You say, pointing to the house in front of you. On the outside it’s decorated with skeletons and jack o’ lanterns, with cottony spider webs strung up all over. It was a bit cheesy, but seemed to be one of the few things in this carnival made with any kind of love.

Iori pales. “T-the haunted house?”

“Yep!”

Now it’s your turn to grasp her hand, and you intertwine your fingers with her small, magnificently soft ones. You can feel her slight shaking, but think nothing of it – this isn’t *actually* dangerous. You hope.

After you pass through the entrance, you’re surrounded by darkness. Ahead of you are red mood lights strung up near the ceiling, and you can make out fake bloodstains on the walls. But the immediate entrance is nearly pitch black. Even still, you can feel that you’re not closed in – in fact, the room feels wide. Iori clings hard to your hand. She might actually be scared. And then you feel it, wet, warm breathing on the back of your neck.

You might actually be scared too.

[1/2]

>>35354951
[2/2]

Fuck. Fuckfuckfuck. Maybe this wasn’t the best idea. That’s especially how you feel after a fake – but convincing – knife lightly runs down your spine.

“L-let’s get moving.” You say. You can feel Iori nod and grip your hand harder.

Slowly, slowly you two begin walking towards the end of the hallway, and you can hear things scuttling around the floor. It sounds like the crawling of a giant millipede and your mind explodes with fear. You walk a little faster, noticing blood stains along the wall and messages like “turn back!” and “they’re waiting for you” and “don’t look behind you”.

“Oh god…” Iori whispers.

It’s then that you hear a cackling sound and pounding footsteps. “WATCH OUT!” a maniacal voice screams.

“Oh GOD!” Iori repeats, and you start running. But you slip on something wet and sticky on the floor, falling hard on your ass. Iori helps lift you up, and as you rise you come face to face with a killer clown. It's teeth looked sharp as knives, its costume blood stained, its nose red and large and felt covered. Horrific.

Blank. You mind blanks and you waste no time at all in pulling Iori with you out of that god forsaken hell hole. As you run, various other costumed creeps jump out: a vampire, Frankenstein’s monster, a werewolf, Casey Anthony. It’s all too much and when you finally get out of there, you nearly collapse.

“Goddamn it!” you say “That was a terrible idea!”

“I-I couldn’t agree more!” Iori, like you, is panting and frightened. No way are you going to do that again.

“H-how about something a lot more calming.”
You ask her. She couldn’t agree more, she says.

>Tunnel of Love
>Tunnel of Gloves
>Tunnel of Dove

>>35355194
>>Tunnel of Love

>>35355194
>>Tunnel of Love

>>35355194
>>Tunnel of Love
but I gotta say i'm curious about those other two, can we get a brief description of them from the outside?

>>35355194
>Tunnel of Love
but ask her opinion first, if she wants to try one of the others than that is ok.

Voting is over!

Also, for anyone interested, here's my new twitter:
https://twitter.com/Chromatique_GM

>>35355194
>Tunnel of Dove
I wanna find out if it's the bird or the soap

>>35355194
>Love of Tunnel

>>35355512
>Tunnel of Tunnels?

>>35355223
>>35355238
>>35355273
>>35355379

The two of you, though slightly sweaty from fear and still somewhat shaken up, stand before a row of the oddest things you’ve ever seen at a carnival. To your right was the Tunnel of Love – nothing new, really, and the one you wanted to go in with your idoru. In the center was the Tunnel of Glove. From the information bulletin board beside it, you gather that it’s a play on “Glove World”, a one-off joke from Spongebob. Inside of it the ride seemingly displayed gloves of all kind – leather, biker, fingerless, rubber, condoms…it was just a ride based around gloves. To your left was the Tunnel of Dove – and if the stand beside it selling Dove soap, and the multitude of ads plastered over the entrance meant anything, it was truly just an interactive advertisement trying to sell soap and lotion and all kinds of skincare product. If there was one thing you didn’t care about in this world it was your personal health, and this place didn’t interest you one bit. Still, you think to ask your date about where to go.

“Which of these?” you ask her. She ponders for a moment, checking them out in the same way you did, before settling on…

“The Tunnel of Love.” She says with a slight blush and a nod.

Score!

Now that the line was much less crowded than earlier, you and Iori make it to one of the heart-shaped rafts in no time. You get in first, and then offer your hand to help her in. She accepts and when the two of you are squeezed side by side in the raft, it begins its slow meandering through the heart shaped tunnel.

[1/2]

>>35355670
[2/2]

Inside the tunnel, the entire place was decked out like some sort of ADD Valentine’s day card. The whole thing was red, with various heart shaped…everything plastered on the walls. There were signs and rocks, there were fat cherub babies mechanically swinging from the ceiling. Glitter and lace practically surrounded every object in the place, and lazy classical music drifted out of the speakers along the walls. In short, the place was an overload of cheesy romance clichés, which is almost what your life felt like at this moment. But you still somewhat enjoyed it. Iori, next to you, seemed to be looking everywhere but at you yourself and she was still blushing.

Courage filled you and you, without looking at her, did the ol’ “yawn and wrap” trick. You force a fake yawn from your maw and theatrically place your arm around the girl’s skinny shoulders. They were somewhat cold, and she responded by snuggling herself into your side. It seemed as though neither of you were very used to romantic moves, however, and you didn’t look at one another – the blushes on your respective places were much too bright.
In front and behind you were other couples – could you call yourself a couple? – in identical boats, drifting down the River of Love as it was called. Minus the music and light whispers, the place was silent, and in a contemplative quiet both of you just accepted the romantic atmosphere surrounding you. It was truly the first thing in quite a long time that you could say made you genuinely happy. Iori seemed to feel similarly.

You help Iori out of the boat at the exit and the both of you avoid each other’s eyes. You take the time to look at your watch, and then realize that it’s time you get to dinner.

“Ready to go?” you ask Iori.

She nods, and then rubs her flat stomach. “I’m hungrier than I thought.” She laughs.

>Walk to the restaurant
>Call your cabby friend again

>>35355900
>>Walk to the restaurant
Gotta get that exercise while you're already outside!

>>35355900
how close is the restaurant?

>>35355900
>>Walk to the restaurant

>>35355900
>>Walk to the restaurant
Sure, it'll be nice

>>35355991
A five minute walk at a fast pace. Maybe 10 if you're enjoying the view.

>>35355900
>>Walk to the restaurant
We need to start exercising.

Voting is over!

>>35356022
walk it is then and we can enjoy the view.

>>35356009
>>35355996
>>35356122

The restaurant you decided to take Iori to is not very far from the carnival, and so you and Iori decide to walk the way instead of relying on your cab friend. It’s nearly twilight now, and the remainder of the setting sun settles on the large oaks lining your path from the park to the main road. Beautiful pastel flowers have sprouted among this nature walk, small and slight but standing strong in the wind, quite like the idol walking beside you. The two of you enjoy the view, breathing in the scent of nature on the cool breeze. You haven’t been this relaxed in a while, and it’s really nice to kind of give yourself up to the walk. There’s silence between you and Iori, but it’s not a strained or awkward silence – it’s comfortable and feels natural.

Beside you, Iori begins shivering slightly. The cool air must’ve gotten to her, and in a movie-like scene you offer her your sweater.

“Thanks.” She smiles up at you and takes it, wrapping it around her shoulders.

“That was a nice little boat trip,” you say, searching for conversation now that the silence had been broken. “Even if it was really cheesy”.

“A little?” Iori giggles. “But it was still enjoyable, I think.”

Enjoyable? Not bad, not bad.

The girl yawns and covers her mouth. “Sorry. I’m still real tired from this crazy tour I’m on. I haven’t had a good night’s sleep in a month!”

You smirk. “Maybe a bit of wine tonight will do you good.” She smirks back.

Now at the restaurant, you hold open the door for your date and the two of you enter. The place is fancy-ish, but not too expensive. A table for two is only a few minute’s wait and very quickly you two are seated.

The waiter comes over and pours some water, and then gives you two menus. He walks away for a few moments while the two of you read over the menu, and then comes back.

>Order food
>Order wine

>>35356380
>Order food
She did say idorus don't get drunk

>>35356380
>>Order food

>>35356380
>Order Both.

>>35356380
>>Order food
>>Order wine

We spent the past week on an alcoholic bender, so more is the answer!

>>35356380
>>Order wine
Get the wine

>>35356380
>Order wine

Rolled 3 (1d3)

Voting is over!

>Wine 1
>Food 2
>Both 3

>>35356380
>Order food
Food first. Wine second.

>>35351727
Huh.
What's next, accidental idol tax evasion quest?

>>35356623
Maybe? hahaha. I plan on continuing these in episodic one shots, each with their own "crime"

>>35356623
>accidental

>>35356648
Can't wait till we're on the run for "accidentaly" marrying the idol.
Or getting her pregnant.

>>35356648
Oh....oh god

i know what you're going to do

she's going to fake her own death, and it'll get pinned on us

chromatique you fucker

>>35356623
>accidental methamphetamine production idol quest

>>35356648
As long as you keep having fun ideas, I'll keep tagging along, they're pretty enjoyable

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>>35356591
“What would you like to order tonight?” the waiter says. He’s a tall man with a thin mustache, professional looking and attentive.

“We’d like a bottle of red wine.” You say “And then I’d like to order the steak and salad.” You motion for Iori to go ahead.

“I’d like the penne and marinara.” Iori says with a smile.

The waiter doesn’t even need to write down the order. “Right away”.

After the red wine is brought to the table and poured into your respective glasses, Iori excuses herself.

“I’ll be right back.” She says “I have to go to the restroom.”

When she leaves, you take your chance to observe the room. The restaurant is fairly busy tonight, with couples and families enjoying meals and low-spoken conversations all around the room, creating a low hum of life all around you. Fake chandeliers drop from the ceiling, lit with dim light bulbs that give the place a warm, sleepy look. You take a few sips of the wine in front of you and wait for both your food and your idoru.

The latter returns first, and in true professional idol fashion has changed (in less than 5 minutes, no less) into a new dress, black and pretty, ending at some point on her thigh. She fixed her hair too, and it cascades down to her mid-back.

“You look lovely” you say, wishing you had a wider vocabulary for good looking things.

She blushes and smiles. “Thank you, that’s very kind.”

The girl sits down and takes a sip of her wine, although “sip” here means downs half her glass in one gulp. Idols don’t get drunk. Ha.

The food arrives very soon after. But something seems wrong. Iori is swaying slightly.

>Ask her about it
>Wait and observe. She did say she was tired.

>>35356759
I'll try my hardest, anon.

>>35356697
Don't be angry when I possibly steal these ideas, anon, hahaha.

>>35356936
>>Ask her about it

>>35356648
>Accidental Mexican Drug Cartel Idol Quest
>Accidental Pared in a Handicapped Spot Idol Quest
>Accidental International Spy Idol Quest
>Accidental Kidnapped the President Idol Quest
Accidental Jay Walking Idol Quest
>Accidental Arrested for Indecent Exposure Idol Quest

>>35356936
>>Ask her about it

>>35356936
>Ask her about it

>>35356697
oh god yes
we slowly progress through the relationship while un-framing ourselves from various crimes, and somehow propose, get married, and get her pregnant along the way, final thread:

Accidental Idol Retirement, where we accidentally convince our wife the idol to retire so she can birth our kid and raise them with us, but first we must escape from the Production Company's clutches.

>>35356936
>>Ask her about it

>>35356973
Nah, I won't be angry. I was kinda throwing them out there for that exact reason.

>>35356936
>>Ask her about it
Maybe she can't handle her liquor?

>>35356936
>>Ask her about it
inb4 she took the Juliet route and poisoned herself to fake her death

>>35357005
>yfw she gets off on putting us in dangerous situations and actively frames us for a variety of crimes

>>35356978
>Accidental Pared in a Handicapped Spot Idol Quest
>Accidental Jay Walking Idol Quest
Anon I don't think these are bad enough for quests
>Accidental Mexican Drug Cartel Idol Quest
>Accidental Kidnapped the President Idol Quest
Anon I don't think Mexican drug cartels or the President can be idols.

>>35356978
That last one sounds inviting.

>>35356986
As does the last one mentioned here.

We have a while til we get up to those, though.

VOTING IS OVER!

Accidental idol rape quest.

>>35357107
aww yea!
I greatly look forward to slowly romancing our idoru till we can get marry them and get them pregnant, which convinces them to finally retire.

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>>35357093
>Anon I don't think these are bad enough for quests
which makes the idea of Iori turning them into larger crimes all the better
>>35357093
>Anon I don't think Mexican drug cartels or the President can be idols.
they can be, if they have a good enough Producer

>>35357112
Accidental idol genocide quest
Accidental idol satan summoning quest
Accidental idol bank heist quest
Accidental idol assassination quest
Accidental idol jihad quest
Accidental idol shoplifting quest
Accidental idol drunk and disorderly quest
Accidental idol child labor factory quest

>>35357107
>Accidental Idol Blackmail Quest?!

People wonder why else Iori would date a NEET.

>>35357112
>accidental
can't rape the willing anon

>>35357206
I feel like that would be a leadup into the accidental idol retirement one more than anything

>>35357005
>>35357002
>>35356985
Before you can ask what’s wrong, the waiter shows up, carrying your food. It smells delicious and you’re momentarily distracted from what you were going to say to Iori. Before you is placed a sizzling steak, cooked to perfection and practically inviting you to tear into it like an animal. Iori’s pasta looks wonderful as well, cooked til al dente and covered with a well made sauce. You can feel yourself salivating.

Iori’s eyes are half closed now, and you remember what you had to ask her. “Hey, are you okay?”

“Huh?” she looks up at you, eyes wide. “I’m fine, I’m fine. I took a caffeine pill to keep myself awake – you weren’t putting me to sleep, please don’t feel bad. I’m just very tired from all the touring.”

She pauses.

“Unless it wasn’t a caffeine pill. Did I get it mixed up with my Nyquil? Huh.” She looks down, pondering her actions, finger to her chin.

Oh man. Oh man oh man oh man. This isn’t going to be good. And she just had a huge sip of wine!

Still, she seems okay so far – just more tired than she should be.

The two of you begin to eat, enjoying your food. The steak is delicious, and it melts in your mouth like butter. You couldn’t stop eating if someone asked you to. You’d probably rather sit here and eat this forever than do anything else. This steak is seriously good. Iori seems to be eating her food with a similar fervor to you, although slower. Slower…

Oh no.

[1/2]

>>35357252
Fuck. Here we go again folks

>>35357279
It was Inevitable.

>>35357279
The anticipation mounts!

>>35357197
>Accidental idol satan summoning quest
Who knew Satan could be an idoru

>>35357252
Quick, put down the knife! I saw this in a dream!

>>35357252
The first issue comes with a drop of her fork, splashing sauce on her beautiful dress. You look at her, concerned, but she tries waving you off. Or she would, if she could look straight. Instead, she shakes her head and reaches to pick up the fork and place it back in her dish. She’s swaying even more now, and you fear for what may or may not come next. A couple of the other people in the restaurant begin looking at the two of you.

“Iori? Do you want to go now?” you ask in a whisper.

She goes to shake her head and gives a little giggle. “N-no, silly. I’m having a good t-t-time!”

Her swaying back and forth is like a slow metronome now, and you reach over the table, trying to maybe get a grip on her shoulder to stop the odd movement in one of your hands is still your steak knife, forgotten but in no danger of stabbing the girl.

That’s, of course, something only you know.

And suddenly, in your misguided attempt at catching the fainting girl in front of you, you reach forward and smear red on her dress with the knife in your hand which carelessly passed through the sauce on her plate. You drop the knife, and then go for her with both of your hands, but it’s too late – she falls to the floor.

Around you the room goes quiet. Like tiny bullets raining onto the floor, diners around you drop their utensils in stunned stares. You can hear yourself breathing, you can see the wide-eyed stares of the rest of the people in the restaurant, and you can feel the pressure of this absolutely unforgivable turn of events pressing down at you from all sides. It’s actually palpable.

“Is that Minsae Iori?” you hear a costumer say.

“Oh my god, it is!”

“And that man just stabbed her!”

What? No. No you didn’t. Oh god, no you didn’t no you didn’t no you didn’t -

You begin panicking and do the one thing you think you can do in this terrible situation:

[2/3]

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>>35357477
[3/3]

You push the table away with a great clattering of utensils and dishes, grab the idol in your arms, and run out the doors to the restaurant.
You even manage to throw a hundred dollar bill behind you, the one you would’ve paid with anyway. Screw the change you’d get back, you have to run! You almost want to laugh at the hilarity from this misunderstanding (and your twisted sense of humor would totally allow you to) if it weren’t for the people now running out of the restaurant and chasing you down like madmen.

“GET HIM!” they yell.

All you can do is run. Run as fast as your legs would carry you.

>Run back to the carnival, try to hide amongst the crowd
>Run towards the church, there may be a place to hide
>Run forward and don’t stop
>Write in

>>35357495
>>Run towards the church, there may be a place to hide
Father save me

>>35357495
>>Run forward and don’t stop
>>Write in
Call Cab Man, he'll help us

>>35357495
>Run towards the church, there may be a place to hide
In the arms of the Lord I find solace

>>35357477
>>35357495
hahaha, oh man.
>Run towards the church, there may be a place to hide

>>35357495
>>Run towards the church, there may be a place to hide
Water to wash the dress off while calling the cab!

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>>35357495

>>35355194
Just started reading this thread

>Casey Anthony
My sides, I'll be looking forward to the rest.

Voting is over!

>>35357529
>>35357534
>>35357525

In a split-second decision, you begin running towards the church, its belfry high above the town like a watch tower and its wide white body a beacon of hope. You haven’t been to church in years and some questionable folks might actually call you “euphoric”, but if there was ever a time in your life that you were thankful for the salvation of a church, it was right now.

Speaking of things you were thankful for, another one is those terrible school bullies. They might’ve beat you, but they also made you into the runner you are today, having had to develop speed and endurance if you didn’t want to get hit by them. Thank god for assholes, you guess.

With your surprising running prowess in mind, you look behind you to see a crowd of people still running, but far enough back that you feel safe in your distance for a second. Next to the church, on both sides, are quarters for the church members, and you slip between the building and one of these housing units, into the dark shadows of the night, and feel around for the side door you remember the priest entering through all those years ago. In your arms Iori very lightly snores, and your heart melts despite the danger that’s still following you.

Once inside the church, you sneak around through the shadows that are between the moonlight-lit stained glass windows. You place the girl down on a pew and take a look around.

To the north is the stairway to the belfry. If you can get up there you’ll be safe, probably, but there isn’t a door before the stairway. To the east is a door that leads to what’s more or less a staff room. There’s a door there, and some desk equipment to hide behind, but it’s also easily accessible and on the ground floor.

>Take the stairs
>Go in the room
>Write in

>>35357775
>Go in the room

>>35357775
>>Take the stairs

>>35357775
Into the room

>>35357775
>>Take the stairs

>>35357775
If it's a Catholic Church, then hide in the confessional.
And cue wacky priest dialogue.

>>35357863
Oh god yes.

Changing >>35357854 to this.

>>35357831
Changing to >>35357863

Forgive me lord for I have sinned.

>>35357775
as >>35357863

>>35357863
gotta go with this too

>>35357863
after the cheesy Tunnel of Love gotta go with classic church shenanigans

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>>35357863
Great idea

Aww, you guys are sweet.

>>35357924
>>35357863
For a second you ponder both the stairs and the room, before coming to the conclusion that neither would be helpful. Both were much too easy to be found in. But you look over to a place that, for some, might offer spiritual salvation. For you, however, it’d be physical.

Cradling Iori in your arms once more, the girl now sleeping deeper than before, you slip into the confessional booth. Inside the wooden booth is a cushioned bench big enough for one. Really, the whole side your on is only big enough for one, and trying to fit Iori in there with you is an issue, despite her size and your tall, lanky frame. Your only option is to balance her on your lap. Oh no. What horror. Ahhh. You’re not enjoying this at all, no. The feeling of her body on your lap is an absolutely terrible one.

You’re shaken out of your sarcastic reverie when you hear the other side open and close, and then the window between the walls is opened. Iori’s head is just below the level of your window, and for all intents and purposes, you seem to be the only one in the box.

“What are you here to confess, my son?” the old priest asks. His voice, though old, is comforting. You knew this man years back, when you came to church with your mother regularly, during her last few months on Earth.

“Uh…” You’re not sure how to begin, but you know you need to stay in this box for as long as you can. “I’ve sinned, father. Kind of. Maybe.”

“Well?” he asks. “How’ve you sinned?”

“I, um, kidnapped someone?” fuck, no, wrong!

“I’m sorry? Did I hear that right?”

“I meant I was kidding too much, I was kidding too much! I’m sure my friends think I’m a liar!”

“That’s not much of a sin, son. All you have to do is joke less”

No, this isn’t good! You’ve gotta keep him in the box!

Outside, the main doors of the church seem to open, and the stomping of feet alert you to the crowd having just come into the church to search for you.

[1/2]

>>35358072
u fukkin wot m8? ill bash yoo fukkin 'ead in i will.

>>35358115
based QM.
that is really all i can say to this.

[2/2]

“I KILLED SOMEONE!” you whisper yell.
Wait, shit, no!

“Is this true? This is a very grave sin. Even if this is supposed to be a religious practice, if that’s the case I’ll have to go to the authorities…”

“No, I’m sorry, slip of the tongue!” you force a nervous laughter. Outside you can still hear the footsteps of your hunters.

And then you hear a knock on the door. OH JESUS.

“Please wait your turn, folks” Father O’Flannigan leans out of his door. “You can all get a turn, but in due time.”

“Is there a man and a girl in there?” a particularly angry, male, probably muscled voice asks.

“I can’t give away any personal information, sir, but I can tell you that I see no girl. These boxes are for one person at a time.”

The priest ignores whatever the man asks next and goes back to you.

“A slip o’ the tongue, you say?”

“Ha ha ha, yeah…I meant I killed my friends with those jokes, though! I don’t want to stop telling them. Killing them. With the jokes, of course. Ha.”

“That’s a prideful sin, my son. Are these jokes of yours wholesome?”

“Are jokes about drunk IDOLescent girls wholesome?” You can’t stop yourself from making the shitty pun about teen music stars. It’s a weakness of yours, really.

“I would say not. In any case, unless you have anything more to confess, I recommend…six Hail Mary’s. And getting a better sense of humor!” The priest laughs at his own joke, and you listen past it. It seems as though the big doors have slammed closed, and a cautious glance through a crack in the door shows that you’re alone in the church again.

You thank the priest and, taking quick strides, carry Iori out back into the alley between the church and church member quarters. You pull out your phone, needing to find a quick ride – you don’t trust the streets tonight.

>Call the cabby
>Call Iori’s limo
>Write in

>>35358283
>Call Lori's limo

Don't want to wear out our welcome with cab guy.

>>35358283
>>Call the cabby
Taxibro you gotta help me out

>>35358283
>>Call the cabby
We all know he's the true main character here

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>Deliberate Idol Kidnapping Quest

>>35358283
>>Call the cabby
"Hey Ivan, I need a ride"
...
"Yeah it's her again"
...
"Stop laughing Ivan, I am not whipped"

>>35358283
>Call Iori’s limo
we ran our money low with dinner and the carnival, i don't know how much we could pay the cabby with Iori sleeping.

>>35358333
I don't even remember her name, and I feel that's just playing into your filename

>>35358333
>Slutty Murderer Idol Quest

Voting is over!

Accidental Idol Orgy Quest

>>35358435
Accidental idol cutting off people's faces and wearing them as masks quest.

>>35358462
That sounds like one hell of an accident.

>>35358462
Accidental idol cannibalism quest.

>>35358316
>>35358323
>>35358343

You pull out your cell phone and scroll down to one of the few numbers actually in it, that of a certain Ivan the Cabby.

“Ivan?” You say “If you’re around, could you pick us up by the old church downtown?”

“Da. Give me a few minutes.” As usual, he speaks only as much as he needs. But also as usual, he helps you just as much as you need. What a cool dude.

Perhaps it was from all the running, or maybe from the time that has passed, but Iori begins waking up once you end the call, rubbing her small hands on her eyes and balling them up as she yawns.

“Protag?” she calls, squinting her eyes. Even she had begun calling you that, after you finally told her your name in one of the texts you sent to her.

“Yeah?”

“When did we leave the restaurant?”

You begin telling her of the events that transpired after her trip to the bathroom, and the girl frowns, upset at herself.

“I’m sorry for doing this again. Passing out and all, I mean. Maybe idols do get drunk…”

You just shake your head and smirk. At least you had an eventful night.

Ivan pulls up, then, and you check to make sure that there aren’t any stragglers from the restaurant before you and Iori run to the cab. Sitting beside you, the girl still appears very tired, struggling to keep herself awake.

“Where to?” he asks

>Iori’s apartment, to deliver the tired girl home
>Your apartment, where she can crash for the night
>Write in

>>35358561
>>Your apartment, where she can crash for the night
There has not been enough trouble.

>>35358561
>>Your apartment, where she can crash for the night

>>35358561
>>Your apartment, where she can crash for the night

>>35358561
>>Your apartment, where she can crash for the night
More misunderstandings ahoy.

>>35358561
We need to keep a low profile.

Love hotel.

>>35358608
Changing >>35358606 to this.

>>35358608
thats incredibly high profile for a recognizable idol now that she is out of her disguise.

>>35358561
>>Your apartment, where she can crash for the night
No ulterior motives, I swear

>>35358561
>>Your apartment, where she can crash for the night
>>Write in
"Just to be safe, I'd rather you not get in trouble with your Producer"

>>35358561
>Your apartment, where she can crash for the night
Absolutely nothing bad can come of this.

Can I just say how adorable it is for someone whose entire career is based around her stage persona to be so shy?

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>>35358670
“You can drive to my apartment.” You say, glancing out the windows in fear of those who hunted you. You’re feeling jumpy, but the coast seems clear for now. Iori is hugging her knees for comfort, head resting there. You pull her close to your side and she rests her head against you.

“"Just to be safe, I'd rather you not get in trouble with your Producer" you say. She nods, yawning.

“I probably shouldn’t go home drunk and drugged, should I?”

Oh man, the way she says it makes you feel skeevy. You didn’t do it on purpose, she did it to herself!

“Nah, I wouldn’t say so. But I think we have to do something about people thinking you’re dead, you know?”

Her eyes widen in fear. “Oh God! Bad publicity can kill an idol on the spot!”

She quickly dials in the number of her Producer, and in a stream of words unintelligible to your mortal ears she lies about the misunderstanding, develops a plan, and finalizes everything in less time than you thought possible.

She hangs up her phone. “We’re going to call this an early Halloween promo, for a new song. Figures we might as well turn bad publicity into something we can use, right?”

You nod. “Sure?” None of this idol business makes sense to you.

Ivan stays quiet, and the colors and sounds of the night are your guide as you and Iori sit quietly in the back of the cab. Soft music is playing out of the speakers of the cab.
Iori pays for the ride, yet again throwing around more money than you make in a month, and Ivan drives off with a little less than a good night.

You let the two of you into your apartment, and Iori stretches and yawns. You feel yourself also growing tired on the spot. It’s been a pretty eventful day, especially for an socially inexperienced NEET like you. Iori asks to use your bathroom and, just like before, seems to come out clothing she pulled out of Idol Hammerspace. Now she’s in a nightgown, and you both blush.

>Go to sleep
>Discuss your relationship

>>35358886
>Discuss your relationship

>>35358886
>>Go to sleep
not enough wacky adventures to reminisce over them yet, but soon SOON!

>>35358886
>Discuss your relationship

also the notion of Idol Hammerspace amuses me greatly.

>>35358886
>Discuss Idol Hammerspace

How does she do it?!

>>35358953
It's best that we don't attempt to understand.

Gonna cut the voting times to, like, 5 or 6 minutes now. I've gotta wrap it up soon - I have class tomorrow. Thanks for sticking with me so far tonight, though!

Voting is over!

>>35358947
>>35358940
>>35358953
When she comes out of the bathroom you don’t turn the lights in your small apartment on. It’s late now, and you’re both tired. Not to mention that Iori has a concert tomorrow (although, lucky for her, it’s only a town over). You don’t even know how you’ve developed this *skill*, but you overcome your nervousness and invite her to your bed. She clambers into your bed and lies next to you, and all of a sudden your nervousness comes back full force, like tidal waves. A girl. On your bed. At night. Her nightgown. God damn, when did life come to this?

“I’d give you the bed and sleep on the couch…if I had one.” You semi-apologize.

Iori gives a short laugh. “It’s fine, Protag.”

You look for something, anything to talk about. “S-so, where do you keep all these clothes you keep pulling out?”

The idol tries explaining to you the ins and outs of Idol Hammerspace, but all it sounds like to you is the voice of the Old Ones, the Elder Gods, inhuman creatures and whatnot. You’re no longer sure that idols are actually entirely human, but questioning this might lead to a fate worse than death. Totally human or not, you’d rather just enjoy the feeling of her soft, warm body right now.

“I-I don’t know if you want what I think you probably want right now…” Iori starts, nervousness apparent in her cute voice. She’s not looking at you, but she’s blushing. “B-but I don’t think I’m…ready, I guess.”

Ah. You send a thought to your “little friend” to stay asleep tonight. It’s not like you were actually expecting anything – you were sure Iori was a bit more pure than that – but clarification was welcome.

“It’s fine.” You give a laugh “I’m sure the prospect is a bit out there for a girl like you.”
She begins questioning it, but you just smile and put a finger to her lips. She smiles back.

“At the very least, I can give you this.”
Iori leans over and gives you a quick, but soft and warm and wonderful kiss. Huh. Huuuh. That’s what that feels like.

[1/2]

>>35359112
dawww

>>35359112
[2/2]
After the kiss she settles herself into your side and, quicker than you thought possible, she falls asleep. This absolute bastion of comfort and happiness lulls you to sleep not long after.

In the morning, intense sunlight streams in through your window, and you wake up to the blinding light. But there’s an absence, a missing piece, and you realize that Iori is not in bed.

You jump up and search your small apartment. She’s not in the bathroom, and not anywhere in the living room-slash-bedroom, leaving the only possible place the kitchen.

Sadly, she’s not there either, but what is left is a plate full of French Toast and bacon, next to a cup of still-warm coffee, which was placed over a handwritten note, in script you recognize as Iori’s

“Sorry, Protag, I had to run. Concert training and all that, you know? I had a wonderful time last night – let’s do it again very soon! Enjoy breakfast! With love, Iori.
P.S. I left a ticket to my concert tonight. I’d be very happy if you’d come to see me.”

Sure enough, beneath the note was a ticket and backstage pass to the night’s show.

>Go tonight
>Watch online

>>35359198
Security's probably going to be on alert for an idol killer. We'll have to sneak in.

>>35359198
>Go tonight
here it comes

>>35359198
>>Go tonight
In disguse

>>35359198
>Go tonight
no way are we missing this concert.

>>35359198
>Go tonight

Voting is over!

Accidental Idol Hypnotism Quest.

>>35359255
Accidental Cross-dressing Idol Quest

>>35359255
Accidental Idol Imageboard Quest

>>35359255
Accidental Body Swap Idol Quest

>>35359344
I Accidentally Idol Question

>>35359211
But they're not.
She cleared it up with her producer.

Of course you’re going to go! You just got a backstage pass and a free ticket to the concert of your maybe-girlfriend-slash-world wide-idol! You devour the delicious breakfast (you can now totally add cooking to the list of skills she has) and wait out the rest of the day.

---

If you thought the carnival was full of people, you were sorely mistaken. That was an abandoned parking lot compared to this Idol concert. There were more people here than you’d ever seen in your life, but gladly the ticket you got gave you great seating, and you managed to be separate from a good number of the other fans.

On stage, Iori is a total professional, dancing and singing and all around idol-ing along with the rest of her company. Their music isn’t really your type, but it’s fun and energetic and even you can’t help but dance along. You give a slight wave when Iori looks to you and, while she doesn’t break her choreography to wave back, her eyes light up and she smiles even harder.

The concert itself goes much quicker than expected, and you find yourself shuffling nervously backstage to meet with her. You show your pass to a guard, who studies you for a second before letting you in.

Although she’s sweaty and tired, Iori looks more lively than she has before. She’s truly in her element here as an idol, isn’t she? Your idoru introduces you to the other girls in her company, whose reactions range from excitement to horror. Oh well, you can’t win ‘em all.

[1/2]

>>35359371
Accidental idol consensual sex in the missionary position for the sole purpose of recreation quest.

[2/2]

Hand in hand You walk with Iori outside, where at a booth she starts autographing pictures and albums and the occasional body part along with the rest of the company. It goes just about as normally as you’d expect these things ago, until one male fan suddenly asks her if she will give him her number

With a reassuring look back at you, she smiles
“I’m sorry, but that just wouldn’t be right – you see, I’m already taken by him.”

Huh. Huuuh. She’s actually saying that? That you two are together? That’s great!

What isn’t great, of course, is the ground coming up to meet you as you faint from shock.

And happiness, you guess. That too.

END

>>35359375
Then it shouldn't be too difficult to sneak in.

Questions, comments, and criticism are all welcome until I pass out!

>>35359390
Accidentally Killed by Idol Quest

>>35359394
But we have a backstage pass.
Which makes it REALLY easy to sneak in.

>>35359406
Great thread Chroma, thanks for running

>>35359381
>>35359390
and I say again Dawww

>>35359406
great thread, really looking forward to the next oneshot in this series.

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Accidental Little Sister Idol Quest

>>35359406
It was a great thread, thank you so much for running it!

archived on suptg, sadly we have to do with the moe/4plebs for the first oneshot.

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Accidental%20Idol%20Crime%20Quest

>>35359390
>Iori just outed us as her boyfriend
>in front of tons of fans
lets hope none of them get jealous

I still support Accidental Idol Satan Summoning Quest.

>>35359439
Accidental Batteru Idol Quest

>>35359406
It was very enjoyable. I like happy endings and since this is always a one shot, it gives them to me.

Also, can we weaponize Idol Hammerspace?

>>35359523
Accidentally Hunted by Idol's Fans Quest.

>>35359554
Accidentally exploring Idol Hammerspace quest

>>35359529
now clarify, is an Idol summoning Satan, or is Satan an Idol?

>>35359523
that is probably why we just passed out.

next quest is probably Accidentally Idol Cult Quest, with us desperately trying to avoid her cult following that wants to sacrifice us on an altar.

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>>35359579
Satan is already an idol silly A BIG FAT FALSE ONE

>>35359436
>>35359427
>>35359496
>>35359554
Thanks for all the kind words, anons!

>Also, can we weaponize Idol Hammerspace?
Possibly, although one of the actual rules a human can understand is that what's stored in there has to be able to be used/related to idols. There are work arounds and technicalities, of course.

>>35359646
Yep, were defiantly going to be stored there one time. She is going to have to perform with us insider her

>>35359586
That's...not a bad idea at all, actually. For a follow up to this thread, it really works. I may just have to steal that, if you don't mind. I'll change a few details, of course.

Oh, and next thread, whatever the topic may be, will probably be on the same night, around the same time-ish. I'll post it on the twitter (which I'll repost, in case people haven't seen it: https://twitter.com/Chromatique_GM)

>>35359579
both

>>35359687
go ahead, i am pretty much just saying different Accidental Idol (Event)s to give you ideas.

remember to upvote on suptg, which is the most reliable archive we have.

>>35359748
>go ahead, i am pretty much just saying different Accidental Idol (Event)s to give you ideas.
Awesome. I think I'll totally be able to work that out, then.

Thanks for the heads up, I voted.

>>35359554
Accidental Deliquent Idol Quest

Accidental Idol Grand Theft Auto Quest?

>>35359928
Accidentally an whole Idol Quest

>>35359905
you mean Accidental Idol Delinquent Quest.

gota keep that format.

>>35359928
hah, we will probably end up with that in one of our other escapes!

Accidental Traps in One of My Japanese Animes Idol Quest

>>35359928
you mean Accidental Solves Gang Violence Thru Cute Idol Quest?

>>35359952
>hah, we will probably end up with that in one of our other escapes!

Accidentally, of course, hahaha

>>35359958
Where Iori catches us looking at traps? and then wonders if you're into pegging?

>>35359972
meant Trapped, but your interpretation isn't bad either

>>35359970
That'd be the story content, of course. But the title has to be a crime, for consistency

>>35359994
ahh I see

>>35359972
or we accidentally gender bend us and Iori through some vague Idol magic similar to the Idol Hammerspace.

Accidental Idol Trap Quest

Accidental Playing with Illegal Fireworks to Celebrate New Album Idol Quest
Accidental Set Fire to Surprisingly Flammable Gazebo in the Park Idol Quest
Accidental Wanted by the Police for Questioning Idol Quest

>>35360055
too specific, and breaks the naming format.

Accidental Idol Arson Quest.
Accidental Idol Smuggling Quest

Accidental Left My Laptop Open Idol Quest

>>35360131
Accidental Idol Arson Quest is almost definitely going to happen one day. It'd be a travesty not to do it

Accidental Lost on a Tropical Island Idol Quest

Accidental Idol Joyriding

Accidental Mascot for a Terrorist Cell Idol Quest

Accident Nuclear War Idol Quest

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Accidental Starting Crime Syndacate Idol Quest

Accidental Robbing a Liquor Store Idol Quest

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Accidental Government Coup Idol Quest

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>>35359619
oh anon, you so clever

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