>>42070690
>Write-in.
Ask her if she's hungry, and if she wants to go down to the dining hall.
Yeah, its mostly all fried stuff and hamburgers, but there's still the salad, and all the ice cream you can eat.

>>42070690
>Make a joke about getting a bit more intimate with her now that you're living alone together.

>>42070690
>Tell her not to worry; you'll always be there to protect her.

>>42070690
>>Tell her not to worry; you'll look out for her.
>>Make a joke about getting a bit more intimate with her now that you're living alone together.
>>Suggest that the two of you go meet the other people on the floor.

>>42070690
>>Tell her not to worry; you'll look out for her.
>>Make a joke about getting a bit more intimate with her now that you're living alone together.

Let's eat.
>>42070742

Nice shoes, want to not burn me to death? Also, have sex?
>>42070768
>>42070839
>>42070840

Don't worry, babe, I'll protect you.
>>42070819
>>42070839
>>42070840

Let's meet some people.
>>42070839

>>42070953
>https://archive.moe/tg/search/subject/disquiet%20quest/order/asc/
man I'm reading the first thread because I missed this the first time and the MC seems like a tard

>>42071026
That's because the MC was like 6 years old.

>>42071068
yea I read a little further and that became apparent

"Don't worry too much. I'll be here for you, no matter what. You know that, right?"

She gives you a tiny, tentative nod. "Y-yes," she mumbles out. She swallows, audibly, the movement of her lovely, pale neck beautiful to look at. "I know."

You offer her a casual smile, stretching a little on your bed. Your t-shirt pulls up over your abs for a brief second, then falls back down. You catch her looking for just a second, and she looks away, blushing bright pink. You roll your shoulders, standing up. "I'm going to the shower. Care to join me?"

It has the intended effect. Her cheeks go from pink to crimson, and she starts to stammer, staring at her hands in her lap, playing with the edge of her long-sleeved shirt. "Um, uh, I, I don't," she says.

"I'm just messing with you, Daisy," you say, and she looks up at you, worry on her features. As she gets a look at the soft expression on your face, she sighs, the tension rolling out of her shoulders. "You're just too cute when you're flustered," you add, with a smile, stepping over towards her and kissing her on the forehead.

She gives a little squeak of surprise, then turns her gaze slowly up to you, a nervous smile on her lips. "I-I'm glad, y-you think so..." she manages.

"Yeah, since you're flustered all the time, it's a pretty good deal for me," you joke. She gives out a little nervous laugh, looking up at you. "I wasn't kidding about the shower, though," you say, grabbing the front of your shirt and fanning it. "All our shit weighed a bunch, got me sweaty moving it."

You step into the little one person, no locks bathroom with a clean change of clothes, disrobing before stepping into the small shower stall. The water's cold at first, but after a couple seconds it warms up to a nice temperature. A few minutes later, you step back out.

>Let's make out.
>Let's meet people.
>Let's go get some food.
>Write-in.

>>42071068
Also /tg/ is really good at playing a child. The decision making matches up perfectly. Maybe all MC's should be children for realism.

>>42071183

>Let's make out.

>>42071183
>You up for trying to introduce ourselves to our new neighbours, or do you want us to grab something to eat?

>>42071183
>Let's go get some food

>>42071183
>>Let's go get some food.
Get steled in on the first day the tomorrow met people

>>42071183
>>Let's go get some food.

Food
>>42071267
>>42071278
>>42071300

Kiss:
>>42071218

People:
>>42071262

As you step out of the bathroom, your hair still a little wet, you spot Daisy writing or drawing in a notebook, her expression having a degree of calm to it that you don't often see. Before you can move closer to get a better look, she snaps it shut. "H-hi," she says, giving a forced smile. "Y-you're done in the shower?"

You nod. "Yeah. I was thinking I could possibly go eat some food with the most beautiful girl in the world?"

"Wh-who's tha-" she stops herself partway through, then starts to blush, her eyes staring down at the ground. "Oh, ha, duh, th-thank you," she stammers out, standing and putting the closed notebook on the bed. As she starts to walk towards the door, you step up next to her, one hand wrapping around her waist possessively. She gives a little squeak, but she leans into your hold, a contented little sigh leaving her lips.

* * *

Daisy sits down alone in a booth, while you go to the register to buy the two of you a meal. As you head towards the soda fountains, there's a sharp pinch in your ass, and you jump in surprise. As you turn to see who's responsible, you come face to face with the culprit. She looks to be in her late thirties or early forties, but she keeps care of herself. Blonde hair done in a bun. She blushes as she sees how young you are. "Oh, I'm so sorry," she says, a sheepish smile on her lips. "I, uh, err," she stammers. "Sorry."

Over her shoulder you see Daisy scrawling something on a napkin, apparently oblivious to your little drama... but you also spot a guy around your age with short, jet black hair, staring at your girlfriend with an intensity that makes you worry.

>You know, women shouldn't just think it's okay to go around pinching people's butts! Give this lady an earful.
>You don't really care about getting your butt pinched, but you're going to confront that guy.
>Pretend like neither of those things matter and sit down to eat with Daisy.
>Write-in.

>>42071555
>>Write-in.
"Don't do that again." And leave it at that with the woman, before going and hanging with Daisy.

>>42071555
>>42071623
This plus remember the guys looks. If he's looking at her like that he's either a creeper or connected to her via powers.

>>42071555
>Pretend like neither of those things matter and sit down to eat with Daisy.

>>42071623
This works

Let's just move on from all this, mas o menos.
>>42071623
>>42071677
>>42071691

"Don't do that again," you say, coldly. The woman shrinks back a little, and you turn back towards the soda fountains, getting you and Daisy something to drink. Once you're done with that, you head back towards the table that Daisy's sitting at. As you do, you make sure to get a good look at the boy staring at her, just to make sure. Male, late teens, pale skin, dark hair, a sharp degree of intensity to his gaze. No identifying markings. A rather thin face, and he looks pretty skinny. You'd guess you could beat him in a fight, if it came down to that.

You slide Daisy's soda over to her, and she eagerly slurps at it, sucking it up through the straw while staring at the lid on the cup more than looking you in the eye. You can see what she was drawing on her napkin, now, and tilt your head to do so. Circles, geometric designs, interlacing with one another in complex patterns. One inside another, some overlapping, little symbols at points of blank space or overlap.

After you've been staring for a couple seconds, Daisy traces your gaze with her own, then her hand snaps down on the napkin, sliding it back into her lap. She pulls her mouth off her straw for a second. "I, um, was just... doodling," she says, weakly.

"Yeah, I can see. What is it? Was it?"

"It's dumb..." she says, slurping at her drink again.

"Come on," you say, giving her a look that says you won't be easily deterred.

"I just... I don't know. It's like a recurring dream or something... it's just this dumb thing."

>What kind of recurring dream?
>Did she notice that guy staring at her?
>Discuss other things.
>Glare at the guy staring at her until he stops.
>Write-in.

>>42071885
>>What kind of recurring dream?

>>42071885
>What kind of recurring dream?

>>42071885
>looks like satanic rituals
>maybe your mom was right

>>42071885
>>What kind of recurring dream?

>>42071885
> What kind of recurring dream?
> Did she noticed that guy starting at her?

What kind of recurring dream?
>>42071918
>>42071932
>>42072004
>>42072041

Have you ever considered that you might actually be a demon child? Just asking for a friend.
>>42071950

Did you notice that guy staring at you?
>>42072041

"What kind of recurring dream?" You ask, politely. Some quiet alarm bells are going off in your head, but you keep all those emotions from your face as you give her a gentle smile.

"Oh, uh," she starts, awkward, looking off to the side. She leans forward, sucking on her straw, the fingers on one hand coming up to toy with her long, dark hair. You wait, giving her a patient look. You notice, out of the corner of your eye, the older woman coming to sit down across from the creepy boy. He gives the woman - his mom, maybe? - a warm smile, but his eyes do flick back to Daisy as she keeps drinking. She swallows, leaning back up slightly. "Well... it's like, my dad... and, um, or, I think it's my dad... I don't know... it's kind of... messed up." Her finger keeps toying with her hair. "I don't know. Anyway, he's there, but he doesn't really... look like himself... and he's... talking to me, but I can't understand what he's saying, but I kind of can..." she stares at her lap. "Anyway. It doesn't matter."

>It does matter. Maybe her dad's an evil demon ghost haunting her.
>No, you guess not. Play footsie with her under the table.
>Does she know that guy's staring at her?
>Write-in.

>>42072244
Does he look like a younger version of your dad?

>>42072244
>>Does she know that guy's staring at her?>Write-in.
An if you keep having that dream tell me i'll help you figure it out.

>>42072244

>It does matter. Maybe her dad's an evil demon ghost haunting her.

>>42072244
>It does matter. Maybe her dad's an evil demon ghost haunting her.
>No, you guess not. Play footsie with her under the table.
Honestly, no reason not to do both. We still want to get some at SOME point.

>>42072294
This. She has something going on, but we don't have enough data points.

How does he look?
>>42072269

That guy's staring at you.
>>42072294
>>42072377

Tell me about your dream.
>>42072329
>>42072365
>>42072294
>>42072377

Footsie.
>>42072365

>>42072244
>>42072294
This.

"Come on, tell me," you say, your voice soft. You reach across the table for her hand, taking it in yours, making her blush and give a little squeak. The boy doesn't seem to react much, just continuing to stare at the two of you in cold indifference. "What's he say?"

"He tells me... um..." she swallows, pulling her hand out of yours. "That I have to... that he didn't finish some things... and I have to finish them for him."

"What kind of things?" You try to put it as gently as possible, but given her and her father's shared... supernatural talents, you worry that her dreams may be more than dreams. You don't want to put that thought in her head if it's not already there, and you certainly don't want to reinforce it if it is.

"...not good things," Daisy says, and turns to look at her lap. She obviously doesn't want to talk about it.

"Okay," you say, sitting up in your seat, straightening out. "If you don't want to talk about them, you don't have to," you add, and some of the tension in Daisy's shoulders relaxes, as she looks up at you, through her bangs. "But why are you doodling things from your dreams, then?"

She looks down at the napkin, her fingers awkwardly fumbling against one another on the table. "I, um... it's just... I don't know... trying to get through it, I guess..." she glances up at you, her big eyes nervous, like she's been caught out. "I was hoping they'd end if I drew the stuff in them..." she mumbles, looking down.

That smug little motherfucker is still staring at you and Daisy.

>Deal with the boy by confronting him.
>Deal with the boy by going to his mother (?).
>Just enjoy the rest of your meal with Daisy.
>Write-in.

>>42072567
>>Deal with the boy by confronting him.
>>Fuck this shit, we're the yandere in this relationship.

>>42072567
>Deal with the boy by confronting him.

>>42072567
>>Deal with the boy by confronting him.
This has gone on long enough.

>>42072567
>>Deal with the boy by confronting him.

>>42072567
>>Write-in.
"Hey.. Daisy." Look to [Direction of the guy] "Mind... Giving him a bit of a warning? He's been staring at us for too long."

Confront the boy:
>>42072609
>>42072614
>>42072624
>>42072637

Have your girlfriend do it for you:
>>42072649

"Excuse me, babe," you say, rolling your shoulders before exiting the booth, leaning over to give her a quick peck on the cheek. You stroll up to the boy who's been staring incessantly at your girl for the past few minutes, and slam your hands down on his table, leaning over him menacingly. "Stop. Staring. At. My. Girlfriend," you grind out, each word a not-so-subtle threat.

He gives you this cool, disaffected smile, then raises his hands in mock surrender. "Sorry, man," he says, with a shrug that suggests he isn't really sorry. "She's a pretty girl. Surely people look from time to time?"

"You've been staring," you repeat, your lips pursing. "Not just looking. Knock it off."

"Sorry, sorry," he says, in the most insincere way possible, his hands still lifted up in mock surrender, a smile on his lips. "I'll avert my gaze from your woman, my neanderthal friend." The way he says it is both insulting and makes you fairly certain he has no intention of actually averting his gaze.

The blonde woman who pinched your butt earlier - who you think is his mother - is pretending not to be paying attention to any of this, instead simply scribbling notes on a piece of paper. It's in cursive, so you don't want to take the effort to decipher it.

>Write-in.

>>42072817
Pretend to just notice her "Huh, so I see where you get your poor manners from. You should both be ashamed of yourselves."

>>42072888
I like this.

>>42072888
This. We should also snap pictures of both of them. Online shaming is a go.

>>42072817
>Just go back to Daisy

>>42072993
Let's not

>>42073008
>>42072817
Seconding

Ruthless verbal annihilation.
>>42072888
>>42072984
>>42072993

Go back to Daisy.
>>42073008
>>42073015

Let's start #shittymomandson
>>42072993

Let's not and say we didn't.
>>42073012

You adjust your position and turn your gaze over to his mother, who glances up to you and looks especially sheepish, her gaze turning off to the side, pretending not to notice that you're looking at her. "I see where he gets his poor manners from," you say, with an implacable tone of contempt. "You should both be ashamed of yourselves."

The mom seems uninterested in starting a scene, and gives you just a brief, muttered "sorry," before turning her attention away from you.

Her son (?), on the other hand, just gives you this smug little smile. "You done, dickhead?" He says it with enough of a flair that it almost manages to sound cool.

"Victor," his mother finally hisses at him. "Please."

He gives her the same smug smile, and a shrug. His hands raised in mock surrender. "Sorry, mom. Didn't realize you still felt guilty about pinching jailbait here's butt."

His mother blushes red and that, stumbling for a moment for words. "Victor," she repeats, more loudly this time.

"Sorry, dude," he says to you, in the most insincere apology ever given. His mother sighs - this sort of thing is a common occurrence, you'd guess, by the way she reacts.

"I'm very sorry for my son's behavior," she says, with a measure of self-discipline her child clearly lacks.

>Go back to Daisy.
>Suggest Victor and you go outside to settle your differences like men.
>Slip his mom your number.
>Write-in.

>>42073213
>Go back to Daisy.

>>42073213
Victor, If I have to come over here again to teach you manners, it will not be pleasant.
>Go back to Daisy.

>>42073213
>>Slip his mom your number.

>>42073213
>>Go back to Daisy.

>>42073213
>Go back to Daisy.

Return to your waifu:
>>42073240
>>42073273
>>42073293

Hit on an older woman:
>>42073253

Make some threats before returning to your waifu:
>>42073243

>>42073213
>Go back to Daisy.

If he keeps this shit up we can just take a bat to his kneecaps, just make sure he can't identify us when we do it.

With a sigh and a shake of your head, you lean up and step away from the table. You give "Victor" a long look, which he returns with a smug indifference. "Ta for now," he says, raising his right hand and waving at you with his fingers. "See you later."

His mother presses her thumb and forefinger on the bridge of her nose. Before you can return to Daisy, though, your number's called. You go up to the front register, carrying you and Daisy's food back with you. She seems particularly nervous now, even more than before, but she's also clearly not amenable to asking questions. The two of you eat in relative silence.

* * *

You and Daisy share one of your classes - a general education requirement, English - and it's pretty early in the first week of school, too. You sit down next to one another, and the rest of the class starts filtering in, slowly. You spot a boy with jet black hair stride in, who you recognize as Victor. Following shortly behind him is a woman in her late thirties with blonde hair done back in a bun, glancing through her notes. His mother.

Victor spots you and Daisy, and smugly finds a seat behind the pair of you two, crossing his arms. His mother glances up from her notes to survey the classroom. When she spots you, her eyes widen slightly, and she swallows before continuing to look around.

>Just be a good student and don't make a fuss.
>Start a fight with Victor.
>Use the teacher's sexual harassment against her to get good grades.
>Write-in.

>>42073622
>Just be a good student and don't make a fuss.

>>42073622
>Just be a good student and don't make a fuss unless Victor keeps bothering Daisy.

>>42073622
>Use the teacher's sexual harassment against her to get good grades.
gotta get that 4.0

>>42073622
> Write in
Take Daisy to the office, drop the class. Schedule a replacement

>>42073622
>>Just be a good student and don't make a fuss.
Lets not be like her son

>>42073622
>Just be a good student and don't make a fuss.

>>42073622
>Just be a good student and don't make a fuss.

>>42073622
>>Just be a good student and don't make a fuss.

Boring kid who don't make plot happen on his own:
>>42073689
>>42073694
>>42073737
>>42073763
>>42073796
>>42073834

Boring kid who intentionally avoids plot with expertise and flourish.
>>42073726

Cool kid who acts like a tard and causes interesting things to happen.
>>42073709

>>42073929
Your vote counts are the reason Anonkun can never surpass 4chan as a quest platform.
I chuckle every time.

You decide not to kick up a fuss. She did apologize, and even Victor didn't really do anything besides be a smug little shit.

Most of the first period is spent going over the syllabus, which is something this class has in common with a lot of other classes. Your occasional glances over your shoulder at Victor net you nothing more than his smug ass smile. The teacher's name is Clarissa Allard. No PhD, so it's "Miss," not "Doctor," Allard. Unmarried, by the lack of ring, and the Miss, and the fact that she pinched your butt earlier this week.

Other than that, not much. Assigned reading. Discussion of course requirements (three essays, several quizzes with short answer questions). Blah blah dull boring garbage. At the end of class, though, Ms. Allard calls your name, asking you to stay late. Victor leaves without her, and the two of you are alone.

She chews her lower lip in a way that's somewhat attractive, then starts to talk. "I'm... really sorry about earlier, at the restaurant. I thought you were older, and I definitely didn't realize you were my student," she says, giving a nervous laugh. "Can we just forget it ever happened?"

>Yes.
>No. She should give you good grades because of it.
>Why would we want to forget, when it could be the start of something beautiful? [Seduce]
>Write-in.

>>42074083
>>Write-in.
Cross your arms "There's something that tells me you don't WANT to forget, Clarissa."

>>42074083
>Yes
Ask her what Victor's deal is

>>42074083
>>Write-in.
So long as you make sure your son leaves my girlfriend alone.

>>42074083
>>Yes.
As long as Victor stays away from my girlfriend I have no problem forgetting the event.

>>42074083
Keep your son away from my girl

>>42074083

>Yes.
>Write-in.
Ask about Victor

>>42074111
>>42074083
This

>>42074083
>Yes.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

Yes.
>>42074129
>>42074188
>>42074242

Something tells me you don't want to forget... and I'm hot for my MILF teacher.
>>42074111
>>42074214

Control your devil child, woman.
>>42074161
>>42074162
>>42074173

Ask about Victor:
>>42074129
>>42074188

Diebreaker (hopefully I still remember the command)
1 - Yes.
2 - Keep your son away from my girl.

>>42074285
Why not just do both?

>>42074285
both

>>42074352
If the Yes people wanted both then they should've voted for both.

"Sure," you say, with a warm smile, and she sighs in obvious relief. After only a brief pause, you ask the question that's been bothering you. "What's up with Victor?"

Ms. Allard purses her lips, her hand going to her hip, as she considers exactly how to answer your question, then gives up and shrugs. "I don't know. Teenage rebellion? Something he got from his father? Something he got from his father's absence? He's just that way." She shrugs again. "He's always like that."

"Mmm," you grunt out. "Thank you for the answer, at least, Ms. Allard," you say, giving her a quick bow of the head, preparing to leave.

"Ah, wait," she says, stopping you. "One other thing. That girl, Daisy... she's got the same last name as you. Your sister?"

>[Lie] Yes, she's my sister. I'm not currently in a relationship.
>[Truth] No, she's adopted, and my girlfriend.
>[Lie] No, my wife.
>Write-in.

>>42074512
>[Truth] No, she's adopted, and my girlfriend.

>>42074512
>[Truth] No, she's adopted, and my girlfriend.

>>42074512
>>[Truth] No, she's adopted, and my girlfriend.

>>42074512
>>[Truth] No, she's adopted, my girlfriend and future wife.

>>42074586
This, and ask that she keeps Victor on a leash.

>>42074659
I think you linked the wrong post

>>42074512
>>[Truth] No, she's adopted, and my girlfriend.
>>I've been wanting to propose for a while but my dad kept smacking me in the head whenever I brought it up.

Nope, she's my girlfriend.
>>42074543
>>42074560
>>42074586
>>42074637
>>42074710

And I'm going to marry the sexy bitch!
>>42074637
>>42074710

Do you keep Victor on a leash?
>>42074659

>>42074512
>"She's my sister, and also my wife."

"No, she's adopted." Ms. Allard nods in recognition. "And my girlfriend," you add, seeing something you're not quite sure you like in her eyes. There's a moment of disappointment at the words, then another nod.

"Alright. Thanks. You just... don't come off like siblings, I suppose."

You shrug. "She's been my girlfriend for longer than she's been my legal sibling. Is that all?"

"Yeah," Ms. Allard says, with a nod and a wave of her hand. "Feel free to leave," she finishes, turning her attention to her things, starting to gather them up.

You go out into the hall, and spot Daisy waiting there for you... currently talking to Victor. He's all charm and easy smiles, and she seems to be listening rather politely to him talking. "...then the guy trips on it!" He says, finishing some amusing anecdote. Daisy's little laugh makes you more than a little annoyed. You're the only one who's supposed to make Daisy laugh like that. As you stride forward, he leans back a little turning his attention to you. "And it's the boyfriend," he says, with that same smug smile still plastered on his face. "Daisy here was just talking about you. She's very sweet; be careful you don't lose her."

Daisy looks from you to him with a worried expression on her face.

>Physically assault him.
>Tell him to fuck off.
>Pretend to be polite and take Daisy away.
>Write-in.

>>42074853
>>Pretend to be polite and take Daisy away.
Stuff about flesh and fallen angels coming to the forefront of my mind.

>>42074853
>>Pretend to be polite and take Daisy away.

>>42074853
>Pretend to be polite and take Daisy away.
That would be the plan.

>>42074853
>>Pretend to be polite and take Daisy away.

>>42074853
>Genuflect

>>42074877
.mirrorS arE morE fuN thaN televisioN

>>42074853
>Literally murder him.

Pretend to be polite.
>>42074877
>>42074903
>>42074904
>>42074910

Kill him
>>42075055

Bend the knee.
>>42074925

"I'll keep that advice in mind," you say, with a certain calmness to your own smile as you step forward, grabbing Daisy by the upper arm. A firm grip, not a painful one. "See you later, Vick," you say, before glancing at Daisy, "come on, let's go."

"O-okay," she murmurs, and Victor gives you one of those smug ass finger-waves again, still smiling that smile that makes you want to beat his stupid face in. "Um. Is... is everything o-kay?" She asks, when the two of you are a good distance away. She makes a little move with her arm, more to demonstrate that you're still holding it than to complain.

You let go anyway. "I don't like that guy."

"He... he seemed nice," Daisy says, looking down at her feet. "He... was asking if we could... study together some time..."

You look at her, your expression almost reproachful. You close your eyes and sigh. You can tell where this is going, but still... "And how did you respond?"

"We... we traded numbers," she says, playing with the base of her shirt, her lower lip trembling. All nerves, afraid you'll hit her or scream or something, like what her mother did.

>It's fine. Just don't actually call him, and block his number.
>It's fine. Do what you like.
>It's not okay. What was she thinking?
>Write-in.

>>42075169
>Fully explain his intentions to her and leave the decision up to her.

>>42075169
>It's fine. Do what you like.

>>42075169
>It's fine. Do what you like.
Gotta be careful though, don't just give your number to random guys, especially if they want you alone somewhere.

>>42075169
>It's fine. Just don't actually call him, and block his number.
Explain that he's a jerk and wants in her pants, just so we don't look too weirdly possessive.

>>42075169
Daisy the fact you are making new friends is great. However I have serious doubts about his intentions from previous encounters. Then explain to her.

>>42075169
This>>42075221

>>42075221
This. Also, explain that while we are jealous, it's her decision.

>>42070690
Damn, it's been awhile with this. I love it.

>>42075169
>Kill self over the fact that my greed and smug attitude has ended up with my audience collapsing and reducing me to a joke

Do you understand what his real intentions are? He wants to cuck me. Cuck is a meme now but it's also what he literally wants to do.
>>42075221
>>42075257
>>42075261
>>42075250

You're an adult, do what you like.
>>42075222
>>42075229

Don't call him, block his number.
>>42075240

:^(
>>42075345

>>42075345
>24 uips
>Audience collapsing
come again salt anon?

>>42075345
24 people including OP is a pretty sizable audience. And let's be real here, San Josafat's participants were cancerous and he is probably better off without most of them

>>42075374
We're actually all samefagging.

>>42075405
Infact, there is only one person in this thread, and Tart is just pretending he still has an audience
:^)

>>42075394
And a large part of his audience showed up AFTER he called it quits too. Which was rather funny in a sad sort of way.

>>42075455
I was an hour late and quest ended up ded.
That said it had gone really downhill, if that was possible, and I always sort of preferred the short quests. I'd still like an ending but a break was clearly needed.

>>42075455
I haven't actually been following any quests for a few months and just showed up to this one because I liked the first Disquiet so much. What's this about Tart calling it quits?

>>42075499
I ran a long form quest on Anonkun, ran 2-3 sessions a week for ~30 sessions, then my computer died and when I managed to get it working again my audience was... rather limited. Multiple one-person votes in a row finished off the final two sessions.

>>42075499
He called an indefinite hiatus on his Anonkun Worm quest because only one person voted for 3-5 votes in a row or something. Basically Tart's net and computer kept breaking mid session so nobody turned up/believed the timer and consequently he gave up.

>>42075543
>>42075556
Thanks for the info.

"Look, Daisy," you say, turning to your girlfriend. She almost flinches in response, as though she expects you to hit her or something. You sigh, taking a deep breath, making sure you're completely calm. "I don't think that Victor has the best of intentions towards you." At the lack of proper comprehension in her eyes, you continue. "I think he wants to have sex with you."

"U-um," Daisy glances to the side, then down, her cheeks heating up. "Y-you're p-probably just imagining it." Her foot traces along the ground. "You're the only boy who's ever..." she trails off, but you can finish the thought for her. You're the only boy who's ever been interested in her.

"Daisy," you start, kneeling down in front of her, and she blushes at the movement. "You are a beautiful girl, and any guy would be lucky to have you. But that guy," you say, standing back up, taking her hand in yours, "is totally interested in you to an unhealthy and almost certainly sexual degree."

"I... um..." she mumbles, obviously not quite willing to believe you on this.

After a long, awkward pause, you finally break the silence. "It's your decision to make, Daisy. I won't make you do anything. Now let's get to our next class, okay?"

* * *

The movie you went to see with Daisy was pretty schlocky, but she seemed to enjoy it. When you get out, you're getting up to leave when you spot him. Victor, up in the higher rows, now visible in the light of the theatre, watching the two of you dispassionately from above.

>Fuck him up.
>Ignore him.
>Write-in.

>>42075667
>Ignore him.
Discreetly point him out to Daisy while we do.
Let her know what sort of person he is.

>>42075667
>Daisy , look over there, subtly. He's stalking us. He was staring at you hard at the restaurant too. Just a heads up. If you want me to make him stop say the word.

>>42075667
>>Ignore him.
Please trust me on this, let's talk with dad about this, ok.

>>42075667
This>>42075704

>>42075667
>Ignore him.
IS this fucking creeper literally following us?
>Write-in
Get ready to call the cops

Psst. He's a stalker.
>>42075694
>>42075704
>>42075726

Prepare to call the police.
>>42075734

Let's talk to dad.
>>42075725

You subtly tap Daisy on the shoulder, whispering in her ear. "Don't make it obvious, but look at the upper booths," you say, and she glances upwards. "Did you see him?" You ask, and she nods.

"It's probably just a coincidence," she says, though not really confidently. "...he just happened to go to the same movie."

You raise an eyebrow at her, but offer no argument. She can believe what she likes. If he is following you, it'll become clear soon enough. You take her back to your dorm, and you don't see anybody following you or anything, so maybe she was even right. (You doubt it, though.)

* * *

Daisy tucks in for bed before you, and you spend a good hour or so quietly browsing the internet on your laptop, the device positioned so that its glow doesn't face her. You're browsing the school website, downloading copies of your syllabuses - just in case - when Daisy starts to thrash in her sleep, her face contorted in... anger? Rage? Pain? She claws at the air, her back bucking up and down as though she was possessed. You snap the laptop shut and to one side, and get close, but as you touch her, your fingers burn with unexpected heat, as though she was on fire. You snap your hand back, wincing in pain.

>Write-in.

>>42076042
You're not your father Daisy, you're my super hero.

>>42076042
Get a blanket, fill it with Ice and hug her with it.
Daisy you're not you're father. You are you, and you are wonderful.

>>42076042
Get ice from the fridge, apply it to her

>>42076042
"Shh, shh, Daisy. I'm here"
Begin hair stroking

>>42076042
Try to hold her with oven mitts, from the communal kitchen we don't have any, and comfort her like she was a kid with a nightmare.
Flat out waking her up could kill us.

>>42070690
So who are we, what kind of content is in this quest, and do I need to read anything else before this?

>>42076163
You're a faggot.

Oh, wait, you meant in the quest.

>>42076163
How about you just read the previous 3 threads buddy.
Will take you maybe half an hour if you don red su gud.

Cuddle her with protection.
>>42076090
>>42076096
>>42076125

Cuddle her without protection, because you're suicidal.
>>42076102

You're not your father, Daisy! Resist him!
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>>42076311
Yes it is but you can do it anon I belive in you.

You rush to your mini-fridge, grabbing a full shelf of ice from it, and dunk it on Daisy. Where it touches her bare skin, it almost instantly starts to evaporate, melting quickly, though apparently cooling her somewhat - she does stop thrashing quite so much. You grab some cold soda cans from the fridge, wrapping them in a blanket, and push them up against her as well, cuddling her through them.

"It's okay, Daisy," you murmur, quiet, as she thrashes in your arms like a woman possessed. After a far too long period of time, she finally calms, her body going lax. You gingerly reach out for her cheek, and she seems to be at a normal temperature now.

Tears start to flow from her cheeks in her sleep, and you gently rock her awake, and she wakes up blearily. "Wh-wha..." she mumbles, then she starts crying, blowing her nose into your shirt. You just gently hold her and comfort her.

When she finally calms down completely, you've gotten most of the story. Another dream, her father returning, threatening to take her powers from her, to leave her a shell of her former self. A nightmare. In any case, she's okay now. Hopefully. When she goes back to sleep two hours later, she's much calmer, and there's not any thrashing. You get to sleep at around the same time.

* * *

You're out alone, with Daisy currently being in a class you don't share, and you have nothing but free time at the moment. While wandering campus, you spot Victor, apparently fascinated by something in a small corner that you can't quite see. He's squatting down in front of it, watching it with the same sort of disinterest a child with a magnifying glass might watch as the sun immolates an ant.

>Move around to get a better angle on what's going on.
>Go talk to him.
>Watch from a distance.
>Ignore him.
>Write-in.

>>42076578
>>Move around to get a better angle on what's going on.

>>42076578
Push him over with our foot.

>>42076578
>>Move around to get a better angle on what's going on.

>>42076578
>Move around to get a better angle on what's going on.
>Try to remember what Daisy's dad looked like. See if there is a resemblance.

>>42076578
>>Move around to get a better angle on what's going on.

Better angle:
>>42076610
>>42076623
>>42076625
>>42076641

Surprise Kick:
>>42076620

What did Daisy's father look like again?
>>42076625

You shift around, keeping out of sight, but watching Victor as you move. Perhaps this makes you an incredible hypocrite, perhaps not. A question for the philosophers, more than yourself.

You spot what has Victor's attention at last. A little family of mice (or rats, you could never tell), apparently having set up home in this little alcove. Victor tilts his head to one side, staring at them dispassionately, and stretches one hand forward.

One of them bites him. Without any apparent reaction to the pain whatsoever, he sweeps his arm to one side, the animal's grip on his hand working against it as it's splattered against the wall, its skull exploding in a pile of gore, and its crumpled form falling to the ground. He turns his attention to the rest of them...

And they catch fire. Almost as one, they're set alight. Victor stands, at that, brushing off his shirt, and simply stepping away, content to let the little animals burn to death or not, as nature and luck decide.

>END OF CHAPTER

Next session planned for tomorrow at the same time.

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>>42076846
well...... Called it. Shit we should Tell Daisy. Also tell her he was killing animals for fun. Anons if we go after him, we'll need to go for broke agreed?

>>42076846
o shit he really is a demon child

also thx 4 runin budi gud thred

>>42076903
naw man, we probably evolved immunity to fire from our experience with her dad

>>42076928
Given she still burned us when in nightmare? NOPE.

>>42076950
it was an imaginary burn
or a figurative burn, like she dissed us so hard in her dream we felt it in the real world.

>>42076846
Thanks for the thread Tart. What do you think of doing something else with a child MC, cause that was fun.

>>42076846
Thanks, bro. Good first session. Decent length too. How long were you looking to take this one?

>>42077062
Just a short thing, 2-3 threads total.

>>42077044
I'll definitely consider it.