You are Michelle St. Claire.

Yesterday was bad.

You’re not sure today will be better.

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>>38952567
>>Focus on Karan’s thing

hey, another thread, another vote to stay our course.


Wendy and skylar can call us if they want to stop being babies, or we see them at work.

No laying down and sobbing, we got a mission! That comes AFTER

>>38954036
This one a single day thread as well, which is why we reverted back to the old numbering.

Hopefully peeps roll around. I start working tomorrow.

>>38954036
Guess I better do something with that vote. Making words now.

>>38954674

yay!

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>>38952567

“Karan.”

“What.”

Really? Jerk…

“Can you show me what you recorded last night?”

“Yes. The television will provide better resolution.”

“I guess…”

You trudge across the house into the living room(living area… whatever) and sit on the couch crosslegged and wait for Karan.

“Observe.”

The footage she has isn’t very good but you guess for the recording camera being an entire car, it’s not bad. Still, though...your phone does a better job.

Although that’s not entirely fair. It’s a brand new phone. Whatever.

“It appears to be an ordinary house.”

“Yes. I can see that.”

“Will you go kill him now?”

Karan must feel very secure that you’re the only one listening to her. Maybe she doesn’t care.

“I need more than this. I can’t even really see what the back half of the house looks like or what’s behind it.”

“I don’t see why. Go, kill him.”

You rub your forehead. “Ok. How do I get there. I obviously can’t drive my car.”

“Take a bus.”

“And then what?”

“Walk.”

“And what’s your plan for after that?”

“Walk.”

“Let me guess, and then get back on a bus.”

“At no point do you think it’s a possibility that I’d be spotted on the way in or on the way out?”

“That seems like a Jacket problem.”

“It’s a you problem. You’re the one who wants this done.”

“Fine. What do you suggest then, Jacket.”

>Well, I’d…. (finish the sentence)
>Spaghetti harder
>Other

>>38956149
>>Well, I’d…. (finish the sentence)

"I'd go in at night. Probably a second-level window, maybe the garage. Transport is probably a stolen car, ditch it afterwards. Masks, gloves, the works.

Either steal some valuables to make it look like a robbery, or just burn the entire place down. If his server setup is aimed at you, it can't be recovered by someone else either. Which... means we need to steal what he took back ourselves, or destroy it entirely so it can't come back to haunt you.

And I'm guessing you want to know more than you want to leave it unanswered. You're too used to working alone. You have hands now, ones that don't need to interface with you directly to show you code and problems. I want to help you but.... I don't think you thought this through all the way. I want to walk out of this too.

So, -ideally-, I want a clean or stolen van, a driver, eyes outside while I work so the path is clear, maybe a backup plan if I get stuck inside.

... or doing a stake-out and doing it outside of the house, but I don't think you're being patient enough for that right now.

Honestly, karan, i've never seen you this nervous. Frazzled. Pushy and making mistakes. Are you okay?

So i suppose what i'm asking, is... what can you do for me online? Can you be my overwatch or am I solo on this?"

sorry about that radio silence. I wanted to hitt he O'Reillys before sunset so I'd have sunlight to work on my car.

I got my radio and cassette deck pulled, after an insane amount of fighting. Liberty soon, bootlegged cassette.

>>38957785
Holy fucking shit I got it.

This tape has been stuck in my car since 2010 or 2011. You one or two guys have no fucking idea.

>>38959222
Not to blog(brag) in my own thread, I got the radio/cassette deck back into the car and the harness reconnected and everything works.

Writing now after I wash my hands.

>>38960012


Shit man, i was introduced to the rolling stones on casette tape. Combo cd/casette boombox in our house.

There's some good shit on that medium. Without casettes, i would never have learned about carmen miranda's ghost or the grim roper albums.

Which fucking own by the way.

Glad it worked out for you!

>>38960614
It was a Led Zepplin tape my dad bootlegged in a concert late 1983. It's nice to finally get it back. I listened to about 8 minutes of the A side before giving it back.

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>>38956149

"I'd go in at night. Probably a second-level window, maybe the garage. Transport is probably a stolen car, ditch it afterwards. Masks, gloves, the works.

Either steal some valuables to make it look like a robbery, or just burn the entire place down. If his server setup is aimed at you, it can't be recovered by someone else either. Which... means we need to steal what he took back ourselves, or destroy it entirely so it can't come back to haunt you.

And I'm guessing you want to know more than you want to leave it unanswered. You're too used to working alone. You have hands now, ones that don't need to interface with you directly to show you code and problems. I want to help you but.... I don't think you thought this through all the way. I want to walk out of this too.

So, ideally, I want a clean or stolen van, a driver, eyes outside while I work so the path is clear, maybe a backup plan if I get stuck inside.

... or doing a stake-out and doing it outside of the house, but I don't think you're being patient enough for that right now.

Honestly, Karan, I've never seen you this nervous. Frazzled. Pushy and making mistakes. Are you okay?

So I suppose what I'm asking, is... what can you do for me online? Can you be my overwatch or am I solo on this?"

“Are you aware, Michelle, that you’re only animate when discussing murder? This is now the longest, most coherent speech you’ve made all week and it’s while you’re speculating on how to kill another man.’

“Fuck you. That’s not what I meant.”

>[1/2]

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>>38960874

“Is it not? Would you prefer something yes?”

“Almost anything.”

“Very well. I think it’s very selfish of you to expect more assistance from me when I’ve already given you so much.”

“I… What? Fuck you. Were you even listening?”

“I think we both know the answer to that, Jacket. Run along, now. I wish to entertain myself by replaying the audio of you denying that you enjoy violence while providing me such an eloquent speech about how to kill a man.”

Karan projects herself in multiple all along the walls and ceilings. She seems amused.

>Froth in rage
>Lay down and cry
>Spaghetti harder
>[Noises of frustration intensify]
>Deny deny deny
>Other

>[2/2]

>>38960904
>>[Noises of frustration intensify]
>>Deny deny deny

>>Other

"Its what I was trained to do. What were you made for, karan?"

inward frustration and foot-stamping annoyance meets wipe the smile off your face retort.

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>>38960904

You bang your fists against the couch and makes noises that you associate with frustration.

“It’s what I was trained to do. What were you made for, Karan?”

“Trained? We’ve had this discussion before, Jacket, don’t you remember? You chose this life. It wasn’t forced on you.”

You scowl and make nasty faces at Karan.

“You didn’t answer my question.”

“Yes.”

>Well?
>Ignore it
>Spaghetti harder
>Other

>>38962041
>>Well?

>>38962501

Hey, someone else is here. Finally.

Tag out bro.

I don't really care, i just want stuff to happen.

"You're just saying that because you haven't seen me sing. "

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>>38962041

“Wel- You know what, forget it. You’re just saying that because you haven’t heard me sing.”

“That does not make sense.”

“Now you’re getting it.”

“I see. When confronted you resort to typical insect irrationality. Disappointing.”

“Better get used to it.”

“I doubt I will.”

“It’s almost like you’re people.”

She lets you have the last word, and she disappears, entirely out of your view now. Maybe now that she’s leaving you alone stuff will finally happen.

>Do something
>Do nothing
>Lay down and cry
>Spaghetti harder
>Other

Alright cats and kittens. I'm going to bed so I absolutely make sure I have enough time tomorrow. Wouldn't want to be late on my first day.

I'm not scheduled for a full 8 hours. If the thread's around, I'll write. If it's not, we had a brief but nice day.

I'll archive the thread in the morning, should I need to. Follow me on twitter @WetworkIdols to stay up to date on what's going on with the quest and my schedule.

Thanks to everyone who reads and plays. Catch you guys later.

>>38962985
>>Do something
Go over the pictures she got when we drove past, even if they are shit we can at least start planning using them, entrances and windows and lines of sight and such.

>>38964039
Goodnight OP, I'll try to keep the thread bumped

bump

bedtime bump, I need to get some sleep, can another anon keep the thread alive please?

insomnia bump, last one from me until I wake up

Well, shit. Talk about dedication.

>>38962985

Karan isn’t bothering you anymore which is good because now you can work, but it’s also bad because she’s the only one with the images.

You sigh. “Karan.”

“If I existed within your dimension, Michelle, I would slowly push my thumbs through your eyes until I ruptured your brain. What is it?”

“Well fine, fuck you. All I wanted the images and video recorded from last night so I could work on your stupid favor.”

Karan is quiet.

“I have made them available to view through your phone.”

What an asshole.

The couch you’re on is comfortable, but you think you like the light from the island in the kitchen more. You walk back across to one of the tall chairs and lean over the counter and pull out your phone.

Karan didn’t hide them, but she didn’t exactly make it obvious how to access the files. You find it eventually, though.

Planning is boring. This is so boring. You’d rather just be told what to do instead of trying to figure out what to do. Fuck this.

You drop your forehead against the table.

You didn’t ask for this.

>Bang head against table/problem
>Fuck off and do something else
>Lay down and cry
>Spaghetti harder
>Other

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>>38969876
That post wasn't the best post I've ever posted, but I wanted to get one out before I left for ~this fucking job~.

I also forgot an image.

>>38969876
>>Other
see what doors and windows can be accessed, what levels they are on and how much can be seen by the street, try to figure out a good entrance point into the targets house