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>>46714346
>Keep him held up.
>"Aye still don't trust ye."
>Explain the traitorous chef you saw in the kitchen to Charlotte.

>>46714346
>Put the revolver away, but keep a firm grip on him
>"Aye still don't trust ye."
>Explain the traitorous chef you saw in the kitchen to Charlotte.

Hiya Announcer, you doing ok?

>Keep him held up.
>"Aye still don't trust ye."
>Explain the traitorous chef you saw in the kitchen to Charlotte.

>>46714511
I'm doing fine, but I wish I started earlier

>Keep him held up
>Aye still don't trust ye
>Explain the traitorous chef you saw in the kitchen to Charlotte

Writing!

>>46714740
>I'm doing fine, but I wish I started earlier

so do i,its midnight here XD

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You decide instead of lowering your revolver, that you will keep it at a reasonable distance from his back. That is to say, kissing his spinal column.

"Aye still don't trust ye." You state.

The butler puts his hand up to Charlotte as she approaches.

"Don't come closer, Princess." The butler seems to be trying to remain calm. "This man behind me is armed, he has a pistol on my back."

The maids flanking Charlotte on both sides jump with surprise, but Charlotte frowns at you.

"Jack." She says, dryly. "Welcome to my party. I didn't really expect to see you around, because I thought you would be watching Louise. So I must ask, why are you holding the head butler hostage?"

"Evenin' Charlotte." You keep the gun fixed on the back of this 'head butler'. "Aye've received information of nefarious events occurring at this here cocktail party. This is just a natural reaction to seein' someone draw a knife in the middle of a party."

Charlotte sighs, "Dominique, is this true?"
"It is indeed so, Princess." The butler bows softly. "I heard the commotion from Felice and decided to intervene."

"Jack, I'm glad you're worried about my safety, but I have bodyguards. I have people looking out for me."

"Aye, is that so? Then what about that chef in the kitchen?"

Charlotte frowns, "What chef in the kitchen?"
"There was a chef, brought out a pot of stew, made some hand gestures to someone and then disappeared. Yer friend here might know something about it."

The butler shrugs,
"Now, now, you should know that the lady does not eat or drink at these parties as to not sully her dress."

"That's right." Charlotte crosses her arms. "So the person you are looking for is not this man. We'll send out a security detail, Jack. Just let it go."

>No.
>Alright, fine by me.
>Tell Charlotte about the pint-sized girl staying at the shrine that claims to be the princess of Gallete.
>Keep a firm grip on the butler.
>Have him searched.
>Other?

>>46715871
>>Tell Charlotte about the pint-sized girl staying at the shrine that claims to be the princess of Gallete.

i do not remember anything like that so imma jsut assume its a bluff and roll with it

>>46714740
Just glad we're getting something.

>>46715871
>No
>Have him searched

>>46715871
>No.
>Have him searched.

>>46715871
>That chef was putting some powdery stuff in one of the pots.

>>46716055
Oh, yes, we need to mention this as well.
>>46715983
Add it to my vote.

>That chef was putting some powdery stuff in one of the pots,and Aye'm pretty sure spices don't come in purple.

>No
>Have him searched
>That chef was putting some powdery stuff in one of the pots,and Aye'm pretty sure spices don't come in purple.

WRiting!

I wonder what everyone will think after this event is done.
Cause we pretty much kicked ass in this situation, I must say.
Stopped the infiltration, got the kidnappers, and even made the enemy king talk.

Rolled 83, 7, 97 = 187 (3d100)

Oh, roll 1d100, best of three, link this.

>>46717153
hoooow do i roll?if ya dun mind me askin?

Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>46717153

>>46717164
Put dice+1d100 in the 'options' field.

Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>46717153
Well, here we go?

Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>46717164

Rolled 16 (1d100)

>>46717153

>>46717153
Do we get a bonus for being a hero?

Rolled 46 (1d100)

>>46717153

fak i linked the wrong post D:

>65
You did okay.

>>46717245
Well, that depends on what type of roll it is, doesn't it?

>>46717310
>Well, that depends on what type of roll it is, doesn't it?

fair enough

do we get a bonus for pointing out that spices arent purple and dont go in little flasks hidden in pockets?

>>46717375
I hope so.

>>46717375
really hope we do,this is basically using common sense.

in TAIL LAND

i dont think tail land even knows what common sense IS,this is some world shaking truth we are using here as far as they know

>>46717375
>spices at his parties aren't purple
Filthy commoners.

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"No."

You look at Charlotte. "Trust me on this one, have him searched."

"I'm gonna need a drink for this, aren't I?" She wistfully grabs a fancy drinking-glass from a maid's tray.
"Hold it!"
Before you can say anything, she takes a drink from the glass.

Then, when nothing happens and she's perfectly okay, she looks back toward you with an irrirated look.
"Okay, have him searched." She sighs, taking another sip.

"Charlotte, hon." The butler pats her on the shoulder, behind her neck. "You're not really gonna have this old man searched because of him, are you?"
"Just go along with it." She sighs, closing her eyes and swirling her glass.

He grumbles some, as a guard takes off his coat. On him, there only seems to be a pocketwatch, his knife, some butlery tools, and-
And a single playing card, strange. The ace of hearts.

"It's a momento." He explains.

You're still not convinced.

"Are we done yet? I need to present the ceremony." Charlotte seems impatient.
"Hold on, in the kitchen that same chef was puttin' some kind of powder in the food. Aye'm sure spices don't come in purple."

She seems frustrated now. "Jack, I'm glad you care for my safety, but there's only so much I can do. I'll order the food thrown out and a new batch made. Okay?"

"Aye, fine."

>Cont.

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She smiles and hurries off, and the butler is none too happy.
"Well, Mister Albator. You've saved the day from, something, I don't know. If you're done, you can show yourself over to the door or the drinks. I care neither which you fancy." He shuffles his coat back on with a tug.

"Hold it, lad." You pull at his arm. "Aye thought somethin' was weird about you."

You examine his face, his dumb mustache, the monocle in his pocket. He seems a bit older here, but there's no mistaking it.
This is the guy from that picture. The one the little girl has in her locket.

"Hmm?" He seems genuinely confused.

"Err, nothin'." You change your mind about telling him that you know. As far as he knows, that little girl is still locked up in the basement of Gallete.

So, where does that leave you?

"Everyone!" Charlotte puts her arms up, "Welcome to the sixteenth annual dinner party of Gallete. Sorry it couldn't be under more, favorable conditions."
There's some laughing around the room. The butler turns his head to glare at you once more.

"What are you to do about our home!" one of the cats shout.
"You have lounged in the castle while-"

Blah blah, you tune out the chorus of voices ridiculing the young Cat princess. Some of them mention the missing king of Gallete, and his big dumb adventure to somewhere. Some even insinuating that maybe Charlotte disposed of him.

Oh, Charlotte is doing a big speech of her own in return. The acoustics of the room make it difficult to understand what she's trying to say.

>Cont.

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Felice is still red-faced, and is gripping at her skirt instead of paying attention. The butlers and maids are passing out fresh wine-glasses filled with alcohol for Charlotte's next words.

"-So now," Charlotte holds up her glass. "A toast! To Gallete's prosperity! May we prevail through these dark times!"
"Cheers!" The room erupts.

Wait, you thought the butler said she didn't drink.
The butler turns to someone, dressed in a servant's outfit. Then he whispers in his ear.

It's that fucking Chef.

You immediately spring forward, and grab both of them by the necks.
"Gimme one reason I shouldn't have ye walk the plank of my airship." You growl into their ears.

"You're too late." The head butler strains to respond. "When I patted Charlotte's shoulder, I dropped something familiar in her drink.In a few seconds, Charlotte will disappear. Then, her whereabouts will be a secret to even me."
"Yeah." The chef shoves your hand. "If you want to find out where. Then I guess you better keep us safe and free so we can get some new orders."

"Normally, kidnappings aren't my specialty." The butler wiggles from your grasp. "But anything for Gallete's future, right Jack?"

"Of course, anything for Gallete." The chef leans against your shoulder. "It feels nice, getting such a cool new friend. Maybe you can introduce us to some of your other cool friends. Buddies?" He puts his hand out to shake.

>I'm going to kill both of you.
>Wine be damned.
>Stay silent.
>I guess torture it is!
>Take a drink from your flask.
>GO DO SOMETHING DON'T JUST STAND HERE
>Other?

>>46718415
Did Aye mention Aye'm aware of the fact that the bunny princess knows how to drop the barrier spell? How much time do ye think ye'll last after Aye SKIN YE ALIVE AND HANG YER STILL LIVING BODIES BY YER OWN GODSDAMNED ENTRAILS?

>>46718477
>"Did Aye mention Aye'm aware of the fact that the bunny princess knows how to drop the barrier spell? How much time do ye think ye'll last after Aye SKIN YE ALIVE AND HANG YER STILL LIVING BODIES BY YER OWN GODSDAMNED ENTRAILS?"

i wrote it properly this time

>>46718415
Backhand then so hard they turn to fluffballs. Bonus style points if Jack nails both in one swing.
Then dash for Charlotte. You don't quaff the whole glass at a toast, so there should be some left in it. If we can grab it before she disappears, we have the option to follow her.

>>46718415
>I'm going to kill both of you.
>Wine be damned.
I am MAD, so genuine anger it is, we are going to find a way to kill these people and NO-ONE WILL FIND THE BODIES.

Also

>Take a drink from your flask.

>>46718519
this is gud plan

however,scream for felice to handle them and dash for the glass IMMEDIATELY, dont want to give ti any more time than needed

if we get there beforehand tell charlotte to stay calm and wait for us

>>46718415
So it's some sort of teleporting potion?
>Drink Charlotte's wine
They expected only a catgirl. They'll get a catgirl and a free bonus of a very, VERy angry pirate.

>>46718415
"OR... I can take you outside the annoying bubble and then work out EVERY. SINGLE. MOMENT OF RAGE that this FUCKING kingdom has given me.
Guess what I am going to spend HOURS doing then."

Make damned sure they have no escape plan as we say this - we can rip off their clothes and everything else they have in their posessions, right?

>>46718551
Drink the wine as well... That's GENIUS, they are going to get harmed, but, we should force them to drink the wine too

>>46718582
You want to send them to a place where they can get backup?

>>46718415
Is Jack a good enough shot to shoot the wine glass?

>>46718415
So has she drank from the glass or not yet?

>>46718551
>They expected only a catgirl. They'll get a catgirl and a free bonus of a very, VERy angry pirate.
>be random kidnap mook 10284367
>catland princess shows up on time
>grab and start runnign with her
>wait whats that noise
>*incomprehensible khorne pirate noises in the distance*
>ohshit its that jack guy fuck fuck shit i need new pants why
>suddenly,lemon juice in my eyes

>>46718415
>DEADEYE ALL THE WINE
>Possibly use water magic to spill the stuff
>Weep for the spilled alcohol later
>That is after frustration is taken out on the two.

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>>46718519
>>46718544
>>46718551
This plan is dumb as hell and i approve it wholeheartedly
>they expected us to be reasonable
>they expected us to think things through
>they expected us to play their game
>and that's how you get pirates

>>46718612
Yes, but it wouldn't help now if she drank it.

I like this! Psychopathic rage inbound!

>>46718652
Wait so she HAS drank it?

Also, definitely scream for Felice to apprehend these two assholes.
We'll have questions to ask once we're back covered in blood and unindentifiable body bits.

I want them to be turned into fluffballs so we can kick them so hard we launch them out of the country.

>>46718682
I don't know, has she?

>>46718752
Wait... If we don't know, and Announcer doesn't know... and cat land fucking sucks dick Then whose flying the air boat!?

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>>46718752
regardless.
-Yell for Felice to do what she pleases with those two assholes.
-Grab charlotte's glass
-If she disappears, drink the rest

>Jack-O-meter right now

>>46718706
And get the other heroes to fucking grab them and not let them go.
I want them to piss themselves when we come back.
Assuming we're doing that insane "drink the alcohol" plan.
I'd honestly prefer to just shoot it all with our guns.

>>46718809
>and cat land fucking sucks dick
to be fair, it's only asshole nobles. And so far we were only dealing with them.

...Catland REALLY needs regime change.

>>46718809
>and cat land fucking sucks dick

I mean, it has it's good parts, like Felice. And Charlotte's fluffy bits.

>>46718879
So we have to decide between cat nobility or cat democracy.

This is it. This is what hell is like. Jack Albator, having to deal with cat governments, for all eternity.

>Backhand them
>Yell to Felice to restrain them.
>Run up to Charlotte and drink the rest of her drink

Writing!

>>46718962
*Jack Albator, having to deal with cat governments, for all eternity. While sober.

Fixed.

>>46718938
Axel, too.
I actually kinda feel bad for what we did in the beginning, but a war is a war, and dignity is the first casualty.
Really, if we just kick the nobles out, catland will be much more bearable (or much less BEARable, hur hur)

>>46718682
It's actually better if she didn't and we go in her place. That way we can cut loose against her would be kidnappers without having to worry about her safety.

>>46719000
Yeah, I definitely had that guy pegged wrong based on his first appearance.

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>>46719020
If that's the case, I kinda hope Jack looks towards Charlotte and says "I TOLD YOU SOOOOOO-" before vanishing in a poof.

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>>46719096
We'll get our 'I told you so' moment either way, but that would be simply glorious.

We can't stay too long, remember - as a hero we need to recharge by sleeping.

I wonder if this is what the bears expected when the Heros were first announced to have been summoned, like how could they have possibly predicted Jack showing up, like they were probably expecting more Yuuki's or that one Monk kids whose name I forget.

>>46719293
High intensity, burst ass kicking. Got it.

>>46719293
Sleeping near Keiko, you mean.

>>46719343
Dorje

Also, I just realised the problem about figuring out who Jacks summoner could have been solved super easier by briefly separating Atsuko and Keiko for a while and test when we glow by checking us at night.

>>46719343
I suspect that they were more expecting like their own hero, Kayda. A confused little girl who just followed orders and could be eventually beaten.

>>46719383
I am going to thoroughly enjoy every opportunity to repay them for thinking that about Kayda.

>>46719379
We figured out who our summoner was at the same time as we found out about the glowing.

>>46719577
Still, if we put any actual effort into finding it out we could have, if it actually matter anyways, we did just fine not knowing who it was.

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"Aye, I think we can make an agreement."

You clench their necks so tight that you swear you hear bones crack. Your hands let you, and the back of your hand meets scalp as you collectively slap both of them.

"FELICE!" You yell at the flustered cat-lady. "CATCH!"

You grab both of them, toss them around some, and then throw them straight at her. She instinctively jumps out of the way, and lets them both hit the wall.
"Oh my god, Dominique! Are you okay?!" She shakes one of the unconcious cats.

You pay it no mind, your target is something different.

You hop over nobles and screaming women. With a slide, you stop in front of Charlotte.
She's dumbstruck as you grab her glass and drink what's left of it in one gulp!

Everyone is talking and discussing amongst themselves now.

"Is that the hero of Biscotti?"
"What the hell?"
"Get this man out of here!"

You pay it no mind.

"Charlotte, that was-"

"Jack. What did I say before?"

You blink twice.
"I'm glad you care for my safety, but there's only so much I can do." She scoffs, "But- one of the things I can do is look after my own safety."

"Aye-, uh. What? You're-"

She steps past you, and approaches the two idiots sprawled on the floor. Felice is helping the old butler up.

"Dominique! Jack didn't mean it- He was!"
"Felice, arrest him." She coldly glares at the man. "That is the traitor."
"What? No, no no. I've known Dominique since-"

"Dominique." She sternly stands over the butler being helped to his feet.
"P-Princess Charlotte! I hope that the mean brute didn't-"

Charlotte's still holding her empty glass.
"Princess? You really drank it? Are you hurt?!"

Without hesitation, Charlotte grabs the butler by his hair. She winds back the fancy glass, and then slams it straight into his eye!
It shatters into a million pieces! Immediately, the mustached fiend grasps his face and screams with an ear-piercing moan!

>Cont.

>>46720145
>Without hesitation, Charlotte grabs the butler by his hair. She winds back the fancy glass, and then slams it straight into his eye!
>It shatters into a million pieces! Immediately, the mustached fiend grasps his face and screams with an ear-piercing moan!
HAHAHAHA! Holy shit Charlotte you make up for so much of catlands failures.

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The princess, is completely unaffected.
"I saw you take it from your pocket earlier when Jack pressed his gun into your back, bet you were thinking that I wouldn't notice with Felice slapping that guy. So when they didn't find it, I put fresh champaign in my glass before I did the presentation." Charlotte grins, "How I did that without you noticing is a secret I'm keeping to myself."

"PRINCESS, W-WHAT, WH-"

Charlotte slaps him, grinding more glass into the wound.
"YEAARGHGHH."
"How could you?!" Felice unloads on him, "How could you do this? My father trusted you! I've known you since I was a little girl!"
"Felice." Charlotte says, coldly. "Take him outside. We need to have a talk with both of them in private."

--

They hit the hard stone of the street just outside the banquet hall.

The butler rolls onto his back, "Princess, please. This looks really bad. Don't damage your reputat-"
STOMP.
Yeow, right in the crow's nest.

"I want to know why." Charlotte is glaring. "Who, why, and where do we go to stop them."
"Under Gallete's constitution of EEAKGYRK."
Charlotte has knelt down near the man, and ground more of the shattered glass into his skull.

"We demand a fair trial!"

"If you do not start cooperating, you may ask the devil for one when you see him." Charlotte's coldness continues.

"I know you're mad, but-" The butler coughs, "You can't execute us."
"T-that's exactly right!" The chef pipes up, "You would be the first royalty to demand an execution in centuries. We'll be sent to Biscotti's prison!"

Charlotte stands up, and then looks toward you.
"Jack, I can take the barrier away for about five seconds for both of them." She states. "What ever happens in those five seconds is up to fate. Should we wait to see if they cooperate?"

>Naw, I'm through with this.
>Like they said, they have nothing to say.
>Aye, I suppose givin' them a chance wouldn't hurt.
>Ask them about the little girl with black hair you found.
>Let Charlotte do the talking.
>Other?

>>46720224
>Ask them about the little girl with black hair you found.
i'm curious about that
and THEN we rip them a new one

>>46720224
>>Naw, I'm through with this.

Start laughing

It's fun not being a good person.

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>>46720224
>Let Charlotte do the talking.
>Ask what that purple drank is
>Maintain warm, friendly smile (or a close approximation)

>>46720224
>Like they said, they have nothing to say.
*crack knuckles*
That's when they should start talking. If they don't, oh well.

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>>46720224
>Aye, I suppose givin' them a chance wouldn't hurt.
>But only one, Ye hear?
>Ask them about the little girl with black hair you found.

>>46720224
>How about until I savor every drop of booze in my flask?

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>>46720224
Holy fuck, she's actually capable. And fucking terrifying when genuinely angry!

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>>46720224
"I saw you take it from your pocket earlier when Jack pressed his gun into your back, bet you were thinking that I wouldn't notice with Felice slapping that guy. So when they didn't find it, I put fresh champaign in my glass before I did the presentation."
Well played, Charlotte.

>Ask them about the little girl with black hair you found.

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>>46720338
It's all fun and games until you pet the wrong way.

>>46720224
>Look the butler in the eye.
>SMILE
>Chuckle happily
>"I'm a hero - wanna bet what parts of yer body aye can break?"

I want the butler to piss himself.

>>46720338
I know, right?
It's so wonderful.
Great princess, would help again, 10/10

>>46720502
Replace "what" with "how many"

>>46720524
Right.

>>46720224
>Look the butler in the eye.
>SMILE
>Chuckle happily
>"I'm a hero - wanna bet how many parts of yer body aye can break in five seconds?"

>Look the butler in the eye.
>SMILE
>Chuckle happily
>"I'm a hero - wanna bet how many parts of yer body aye can break in five seconds?"
>Ask what that purple drank is

Writing!

>>46720738
Nothing about our mysterious dark haired cat lass?

>>46720764
Yes please add that in.

Holy crap but Catland princess is pretty fucking amazing.
Tuile-level of great.

>>46720764
Oh right, I forgot to add that.

>Nothing about our mysterious dark haired cat lass?

Just started writing so that' sokay.

So.
I think we've more or less cleared up the insurrection attempt?
Can we consider this a clear win?

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>Catland's king and princess conveniently disappear
>But hey, we've got a replacement, a true heir! Look how adorable and controllable she is!

Wouldn't that mean that ALL the nobles are on board with this plan?
Because if yes, it's democracy time.

Anyone else want to hug Catland princess?

>>46720876
Might just be a single faction that wanted to snag all the power for themselves.
I mean, ivolving ALL of nobility would be a little extreme, since you'd just need one talking for it all to go to hell.

>>46720893
Not right now. Maybe when the risk of being maimed for it is significantly lower.

>>46720953
Not to mention that if they all wanted a change they could overthrow the ruler themselves, or if they were all involved in this, they'd most likely all want something in return for their compliance.

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>>46720224
Fuck yeah, cat princess!

>>46721172
This is how I'll imagine her from now on.

>>46720958
Wait, who would maim us?

>>46720992
Yeah, the only thing the princesses would have against all nobility would be the hero.
And, I mean, sure, they're impressive, but not enough to beat a whole nation on their own.

>>46721346
Charlotte, I don't think she's in the mood for our cuter shenanigans right at this moment.

>>46721473
Ah, true.
Shame, I was looking forward to something cute.
Well, hopefully we can do it later then?

>>46721538
I think how much Jack is looking forward to hurting these guys is pretty cute.

>>46721761
I'm not sure I'd call it 'cute', exactly...

>>46721891
He's like a little growling puppy

You doing ok Announcer?

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"You can't do this!" The chef protests.
"Hon, I've known you since you were a kitten, and I know, that-"

They both perk up, and immediately notice something.
You've crouched down to about their eye-level.

And you are smiling.
Smiling huge!

You've run a few people through before. Mostly from barfights. Maybe it's just a little part of home that won't go away, but you kind of miss being able to send people to lucifer's den. Especially with the entourage of threats your kingdom has been facing, recently.

If it were the capt'n, he would have just killed them all went drinking. The quartermaster was more for level-headed decisions.

Oh, he's noticed you.
Reaching down into the cobblestone road, you pry up a brick with relative ease.

The whole time, you think it's the funniest thing in the world!

"Heh, yknow, I am a hero. And I am pretty amazing."

They're both fixated on you.

"Maybe Charlotte won't be the one to execute you. Lemma ask ye somethin':"

You squeeze the brick with what feels like only a moderate force.
With a bang, the clay lump explodes into dust!

You slap your hands together, and then pick a fragment of the brick from the pavement.

"Wanna bet how many parts of yer body I can break in five seconds?"

They continue staring at you.
On their face, beads of sweat start to form.

--

"You're not answering my question."

You're in the back-room of the assembly now. It's more like the shed out behind the joint.
A good place for dirty business.

"I believe I have." The butler cups his eye, "This wasn't about you, it was about Gallete's future as a country."

>Yer planned future sucks.
>You will give us the names of every single person involved.
>Ask about his methods, the poison, the little girl, all of it.
>Let charlotte do the talking.
>Tell Charlotte about these things, and see what she asks.
>Other?

>>46722540
>>Yer planned future sucks.
>>You will give us the names of every single person involved.

>>46722540
>Yer planned future sucks.
>You will give us the names of every single person involved.

>>46722540
>>Yer planned future sucks.
>>You will give us the names of every single person involved.
>>Ask about his methods, the poison, the little girl, all of it.
>>Then see if Charlotte's got anything more to add

Getting late so I think I'm heading off now.

Rolled 6, 80, 7 = 93 (3d100)

>>46722682
Have a nice night. I plan to continue in the morning, so be sharp for it!

>>46722540
>Yer planned future sucks.
>You will give us the names of every single person involved.
>Ask about his methods, the poison, the little girl, all of it.

>>46722723
Will try to be there, I enjoy this Quest.

>Yer planned future sucks.
>You will give us the names of every single person involved.
>Ask about his methods, the poison, the little girl, all of it.

Writing faster this time, sorry about that two-hour pause!

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"Well, yer planned future sucks`." You say, with zero hesitation. "Also it's poorly thought out."

"The future is the best for Gallete in the coming times, if you continue-"
"Blah blah blah." You give him a good smack. "Aye'm not here for yer philosophy. I wanna find out who ye workin' with."

"Working, with?"

"Aye, the names of every single person involved. I wanna know them. Then I wanna know who your contacts in Konditorei are."

"Kondi-" He seems confused. "Konditorei, why would I have contacts there? They're the enemy!"

This seems, not like the answer you were expecting. Of course, you don't expect him to give you very accurate information in the first place.

"Oh, so what you're saying-" The chef is grinning. "Is that you need us for something?"

"Fat chance." You tug on his restraints. "It would make my life easier, but it hasn't stopped me from sussing out all your filthy flea-bitten kind."

He frowns, and then coughs.

"Jack, right? Surely we can be reasonable about this."
"Time for reason has passed, time for groping is now."

You run your hand over his pointed ears. He seems disturbed by this.

"And, ye will give me a complete list of everyone involved. Ye will tell us about yer methods."

"There's nothing interesting about my methods."
"How about that powder, the purple stuff ye put in the soup." You turn to the chef. "What was that."

He remains quiet.
You give him a solid backhand.

He still remains quiet.

"Aye, fine with me. Just gotta go in and have mages look at the food. They'll find out for sure."

They both remain silent.

"Alright, what about the girl."
"Girl?" The chef seems confused.

"Uhh! What girl?!" The butler raises his voice.

Oh, you may have found something here.

>Cont.

Announcer...

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"Don't play dumb." You edge on his restraints. "I found her, chained in a room below Gallete. Ye think I wouldn't?"

"I don't know what you're talking about!"

Charlotte seems equally confused, "What ARE you talking about?"

"Young girl, Black hair, goes down to her about her waist. What's yer plan with her?"
"I have no plan!"
"Ah ha." You smirk. "So ye DO know about her."

His eyes widen, your hand grasps his ears.
"I'm gonna pull until this either comes off, or ye tell me. Choose."

"She has nothing to do with it!"
Your grip tightens.

"CHARLOTTE!" The butler suddenly yells, "CHARLOTTE! YOU HAVE A SISTER!"

Immediately, the cold and stern exterior melts away.
"A sister?"

"Yar! Why dun ye tell us about 'er?"

"Yes! I'll tell you more if you-"
"Yer sister is at the Shrine." You interrupt him. "She claimed to be the princess of Gallete. They, I'm guessing him, were keepin' her in the dungeon, in a chained-off room. Tell us about that."

"She's.. the black knight's heir."
"The what?" Charlotte seems puzzled.
"I think ye made that up."

"I'm serious! This is not a joking matter!" The butler insists. "Gallete's bloodline is cursed. Every 400 years, a heir is born to the Gallete Royal Family who is the reincarnation of a ruthless tyrant!"
"So ye keep her in a cell? What next?"
"Nothing is 'next', she can't be allowed to inhereit the throne. That room was made specifically for those heirs, it's been shared by three generations before her, and has every single thing a person could ever ask for."
"Except freedom." You muse. "By the way, yer an asshole if for thinkin' a little girl is gonna disturb your hegimony while trying to kidnap the sitting princess of Gallete."

You wind up to give him a slap across the face, just to be interrupted by Charlotte kicking him right in the eye.

That screech, it sounds like victory.

>What else. Where can we go to find out more about her.
>Back to the politics.
>I'm done, all yours Charlotte.
>I'm going drinking.
>Other?

>>46724245
>>Other?
Kill'em

>>46724245
>I'm going drinking.

>>46724245
>>What else. Where can we go to find out more about her.

>>46724245
>What else. Where can we go to find out more about her.

real question wheres Ice Lass

and im not talk about Yuuki

>>46724245
>What else. Where can we go to find out more about her.

>What else. Where can we go to find out more about her.

Writing last post before pause!

>>46724535
aw,i woke up just in time for this it seems

glad to see catland princess is fucking awesome and odes not in fact represent actual catland

that would be depressing af

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"What else?!" You press him, "Where else can we go to find out about her?"

"I told you all know. If you want an answer, find a historian."

"Now where am I gonna find-"
Actually, wait. You know exactly who to ask about that last question.

"Aye, Will do." You sneer at him.

The door flings open, and immediately you draw your gun!

Just to turn around and notice that it's just Odelle. She has two things in both of her hands.
Oh damn it.

"Princess, we've finished our search of the premises and caught two suspicious people."
She holds up a box, looks like a small lockbox with some kind of strange glow to the front of it.

"I didn't drag him in, but we found this on him. One of the chefs had it. He was trying to flee with this in hand."

Then she holds up the other thing she found, by the wrist.
"And THIS kid." She suppresses a smile, "I found pickpocketing Lord Reynold. In total, he had about three hundred silver on him."

"Ye pushed yer luck, kid." You scold him.
It's the same kid you found trying to pickpocket you earlier.

"W-well." He studders, still suspended in mid-air by Odelle. "There was a big commotion and I thought I would go see what was happening, so one thing lead to another and-"
"And ye thought ye could make a little dough on it. I understand." You sigh, "Shoulda quit when ye were ahead, kid."

"I know.."

"What's in the box, Odelle?" Charlotte cuts straight to the point.

She sets the boy down. "Don't know, can't open it. It's locked."

You turn to the Butler. "Ye hear that? It's locked. Why dun ye help us with that."
"Pfft." He scoffs. "It's a seal box, anyone knows that. No one can open it except the owner and the person who the owner trusts."
"Then open it."
"I am not incriminating myself further."

>Cont.

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Okay!
"Hey kid." You look over to the hooded, sulking boy. "Get that box open, and aye'll look into reducing yer sentence."
"Impossible." The butler frowns.

Odelle hands the box to the kid. He sets it on the ground, and reaches into his shirt.
"Magic locks are snake oil." He pulls an amulet of some kind out. "You can't make a seal which only one person can use."

"Hmph." The butler sighs, "This is your backup? Ignorant street urchin, he'll-"

The kid runs the amulet across the front, and the box stops glowing. He reaches into his hair and pulls out those two metal bands once more.
He puts them in a two-way lock on the front. He whispers some things about spools and serrations while clicking and pulling at the small insert. With a click, the box pops open without resistance.

You slowly turn toward the butler and grin wryly at him. His response to you is a mixture between a 'grk' and a 'uhh'. Either ways, it spells bad news for him.

"What's in the box?"
"Strange, little jars it looks like." Odelle picks one up, turning it. "Why is this stuff purple?"

There's that noise again! You can't help but grinning back at the Butler. He's been completely defeated in every way, now.

>Thread Pause.

AAAHAHAHA GET REKT SHITTY BUTLER

>>46725258
man that butler sucks backwards butt

>>46725258
this kid is smart, he should join our crew

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Okay, pause for the night. I need sleep. I'm tired.

Some meta:
>>46717153
That 97 was Charlotte.
>>46722723
That 86 was Odelle, the 6 was the other rogue chef and the 7 was the boy.

So in total, every person you needed to be competent tonight was above and beyond all the bad guys! I actually burst out laughing when Odelle made that 86.
I guess this was the dice god's reward for making it a hundred threads. Congrats!

Anyway. I'll see you in the morning!

>>46725301
i agree,street urchins have all sorts of usefull tricks,as previously demonstrated

this one in particular is pretty kickass considering hes not even 10,i think

Heh.
THE BUTLER DID IT!
And lots of other guys, but still.

Wait, is the kid a hero too? He has human ears in the picture

>>46726520
He's a cat

>>46725237
>She has two things in both of her hands.
Took me a minute to realize she wasn't carrying four things. Honestly not sure that grammar is correct or not, but it sure could have been clearer. Not that it's important, eh.

Anyways, bump.

>>46725258
I agree. Jack's dayca- i mean, Jack's crew must grow larger.

>>46728921
Is this another possible addition to the junior pirate crew?

>>46729006
He won't stay out of mischief if we don't tie him down to something.

...Well, unsanctioned mischief, anyway.

>>46729312
I'm sure Kayda could keep him in check.

I like the idea of setting up a group of mini-pirates.
Shame the cat boy would be unlikely to keep up with the heroes... unless he'd turn out to be some really good spellcaster or something.

>>46730817
I could see him learning magic, but instead of having a bunch of power instead he can pull off all kinds of amazing tricky shit, especially when he combines with someone else. What element should he go for?

So I have not left myself a lot of time to write before I have to travel.
Uh oh.

Let me get a few posts made and then we can pause again if we need to.

>>46727779
You are completely correct, and that is what happens when I try writing until 2AM in the morning.

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>>46730817
to be fair, nobody really can keep up with heroes.
I can see him being our own ninjacat or pic related.

>>46731383
Want to mention it in the thread?

>>46731755
...On TWITTER, not thread.
Dammit me stop messing up like this.

Yes I did disappear for another hour.

But no, seriously, writing continues this time!

>>46731755
>>46731771
Will do!

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This may reflect poorly on you as a person.
But you are feeling pretty good!

So good, in fact, that you're going to go have a few drinks to celebrate!

"Mister?" The young boy wearing a hood near you asks, "Are you taking me to jail?"

You laugh.
"Consider this yer reduced sentence. C'mon, there's some people ye should meet."

He follows along nervously behind you. It almost seems like he's slowing down by each step, before you tug him back into pace.

The best part of all this? The night is still young. There is still plenty of time to go back, beat the crap out of the idiots at the bar, and enjoy the rest of the night drinking.

Well, unless they followed through with the 'tear the bar up' plan.

You'll find out soon enough.

On your way, the kid starts asking some questions that anyone about his age should be asking.

"So, who are you?"
"Jack Albator." You say, with a smile, "Ye may have heard of me."

"Well." He looks you up, and down. "I guess I have, uh huh."

"Aye, good!" You pat his shoulder. "There's some other important people ye should meet, too."
"Important.. people?"

He doesn't seem to understand, but that's okay. He will soon enough.

You turn the corner to find that the bar is still intact, and there are still patrons inside happily drinking. You open the door, and both of you step inside.

Glancing at the table of idiots, they have all appeared to have fallen asleep in their mugs.
Figures, you'll get someone to drag them out of here when you leave.

You return to your own table to find only the kids asleep. Or at least, Louise and Dorje.

Yuuki stands up at your approach. Tuile flashes a grin at you.
"There you are! Where'd you go?! And-"

She looks at the boy.
"Who's that?"

"Are you.." The boy mumbles, "Yuuki?"

>Someone who can do something very amazing!
>Something happened at Charlotte's party earlier, I'll explain it later.
>Sit down and explain everything.
>It's such a happy night, get a few drinks! Worry about it later!
>Other?

Also, as mentioned on twitter, I'll only be able to make one or two posts until I have to re-pause so I can travel.

>>46733210
>Sit down and explain everything.
>It's such a happy night, get a few drinks! Worry about it later!
Beer first, then storytime.

>>46733210
>>Someone who can do something very amazing!

>>46733210
>Someone who can do something very amazing!
>Sit down and explain everything.

>>46733210
>Someone who can do something very amazing!
>Sit down and explain everything.
>It's such a happy night, get a few drinks! Worry about it later!

Also
>Ask kid's name, tell him he is now officially part of the crew

>>46733210
>Sit down and explain everything.
No reason not to also order some drinks, all that talking is bound to parch Jack's throat.

>>46733210
>Someone who can do something very amazing!
>Really good with his hands

Woh hello! Dropped my trip!

>Someone who can do something very amazing!
>Really good with his hands
>Sit down and explain everything.
>It's such a happy night, get a few drinks! Worry about it later!

Writing!

goddamnit qm startign this shit right when i gotta sleep

ah well,the rest of ye at least try to get some tail tapped around here

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"Aye, it's someone who can do something very amazing!"

Yuuki seems unamused.
"Really? That's why you disappeared for almost an hour?"

"Yar, let's sit down, have a few drink. Aye'll explain everything."

The kid pulls up a chair and you start to tell the group of the interesting night that you've had. You start iwth Charlotte's party and then move on to having to sneak in and find the scoundrels out for yourself.

Which is when you decide to introduce the kid.

"'ey Kid, didn't get yer name."

"Ethan."
"Ethan! This here is Ethan, really good kid."
You use that in the loosest sense of the word.

"Anyway, he here helped me get into the banquet hall. What'd you do to learn how to cheat locks like that?"
"Oh, uhh."

He seems confused, almost like he's trying to make up an excuse.
"Lots of practice, I guess."

"See! Good kid."

"Hey there, little guy." Tuile smiles at him, "What's your story? Why are you living on the street?"
He seems surprised, "How'd you knew I lived on the street?"

"You're not exactly dressed like someone who has a home." Tuile muses.

"Uh well, I lived in Gallete for a short time, but then that thing where everyone was kidnapped sort of happened. So I, um, came to Biscotti."

"Where did ye live in Gallete?"

"I have a sister, well-" He stops himself, "She had a small place, and I've been kinda looking for her."

"So-" Tuile seems more interested in the story about Charlotte. "It was her butler? That Dominque guy?"

"Aye. Good luck findin' out why. It was just a bunch of nonsense." You take a drink. "I will say this: Don't get Charlotte angry, she a mean one when she wants to be."
"Oh, I've known that for a while." Tuile takes a drink to that.

>Talk some more about the kid, and what he's searching for.
>Let's talk about Charlotte some more. What do you think she'll do now?
>Should we wake up Louise and tell her?
>Okay, I think I'm about done. I'm calling it a night.
>Hey Tuile, that invitation still open?
>Other?

Okay, I hate to do this but we're pausing once more. This time for 3-4 hours until I get home.

I just got to leave, now. I've waited too long.

Talk to you soon.

>>46734950
>Talk some more about the kid, and what he's searching for.
SOCIAL LINKS

>>46734950
>>Hey Tuile, that invitation still open?

>>46734950
>>Hey Tuile, that invitation still open?

>>46734950
>Talk some more about the kid, and what he's searching for.

>>46734950
>Talk some more about the kid, and what he's searching for.
>Let's talk about Charlotte some more. What do you think she'll do now?

>>46734950
>>Hey Tuile, that invitation still open?
>Talk some more about the kid, and what he's searching for.

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>>46734950
>Talk some more about the kid, and what he's searching for.
>Hey Tuile, that invitation still open?

What if the tail touches you back?

>>46736651
What's this from, if you don't mind me asking?

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>>46737583
The second season of Utawarerumono.

>>46737777
Huh, I need to watch that...

I hope Announcer got back home safely...

>Talk some more about the kid, and what he's searching for.
>Hey Tuile, that invitation still open?
Writing!

>>46739701
I just stepped in the door! But thanks for being concerned, it's good to know people are thinking about me.

>>46739890
Ah, glad to see you're ok!

bump

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"So kid, ye say yer searching for ye Sister?"
"Yeah, and I haven't had much luck."

"So why ye roaming the street?"

"Well, my sister. She couldn't leave her house. We had very controlling parents. I went to our father, and she went to our mother. She was lonely, so I learned how to break into her house and bring her things."
"That's really sweet of you!" Yuuki is totally on-board with this.

"No it's not, I steal things from people constantly." The boy argues.

"Then why not quit?" Cody takes another hit of, whatever he's drinking.

"I was gonna quit, then everyone disappeared and I thought I could use the money to hire someone to look for her."

"Somehow, I don't believe that." Tuile rubs his head, noticing the cat-ears under his hood. "I'll put out a notice for someone to look for your sister. We'll take care of it."
"Really? Who are you?"

"Someone really important." Tuile smiles. "Speaking of which, Jack said you were good with your hands, want to show us anything?"

"Um, well. Locks are really the only thing I know. I'm kind of bad at pockets."

As you could tell.

"Locks, huh?" Tuile smiles, "That's pretty dangerous knowledge. Smiths who can craft locks are very secretive about them. How did you find out about it?"

"My Fa-.. Just, trying I guess." He adjusts his voice. "Does this mean I'm not going to jail?"

"Of course not." You laugh, "After tonight? Ye deserve a medal. "


"Oh." He looks at everyone gathered a the table. You're still not sure that he understands how exactly he helped you tonight.

"Speakin' of which." You turn to the princess. "That invitation still open?"

Her eyes turn to you, her mug is still raised to her face. She sets it down and runs her finger along the rim of the cup.
"Mmm, I'd say it's still open to you."

She flicks a droplet onto her finger, and licks it.

>Smile.
>Try not to flirt in front of everyone else.
>Make sure no one else noticed that.
>Wink.
>Maybe some other time, kind of tired after tonight.
>Other?

>>46741661
>>Smile.
>>Try not to flirt in front of everyone else.
>>Make sure no one else noticed that.

This day keeps getting better and better!

>>46741661
>>Smile.
>>Try not to flirt in front of everyone else.
>>Make sure no one else noticed that.

>>46741661
>Try not to flirt in front of everyone else.
>Make sure no one else noticed that.

>Smile.
>Try not to flirt in front of everyone else.
>Make sure no one else noticed that.

Writing!

Oh, it's getting late. Uh oh. I was hoping thread #100 would have been more fun!

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Her words make parts of you tingle instantly. You flash a quick smile at her.

That's when you realize that you may be getting a bit carried away.

There is that slight blush on her face, too. You can tell she's had a share of drinks while you were gone. Even then, she's completely aware of what she just did and is now searching around the table to see if anyone noticed.

Out of curiosity, you do the same.

Everyone else is distracted by their own things to notice. Yuuki is doting over the boy, asking him a flurry of questions which you have tuned out. The children are asleep or on the verge of sleeping.

Except Cody.
He seems frozen with his drink in hand, and only one eye visible. From the side of his face; you can see a very clear and visible sneer aimed at you.

You and Camille are no better.

At least, that's what you want to say.

He quickly hits his glass and sets it down. You can swear that you still see him smiling.

"-So, you've been alone on the streets for five years now?" Yuuki's voice snaps back into your
"M-maybe not that long, but it's been a while."

"Poor thing." Yuuki, who is still a bit red in the face, takes a drink of what you're pretty sure is water. "I'll make sure you get a home."

"Thanks, I appreciate it, but I would prefer to live with my sister."

"I think it's about time to go." Cody notices Kayda has finally nodded off. "Let's get the guards to drag those idiots away, and call it a night."
"Sounds like a plan."

Your group gets up to leave, and flags down one of the nearby guards. He runs off to collect some help in escorting the troublemakers out while Yuuki and Cody gather up the children.

You're just about the step out the door when you feel a hand on your shoulder. It's Tuile.
"You know, I wasn't kidding about earlier."

>Maybe some other time. Might be a little suspicious if it's tonight.
>Aye think I do need the rest, at the shrine.
>See you at the castle.
>Other?

>>46743377
>See you at the castle.
no reason to refuse

>>46743377
>>See you at the castle.

>>46743377
>See you at the castle.
Inb4 Jack ends up in a pile again.

>>46743377
>>See you at the castle.
>>Other?
"Im gonna have to get beck to the shrine early tomorrow just to warn you."

>>46743901
>beck
back

fucking auto correct

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>See you at the castle.

Everyone, I am tired. So I was thinking of calling the thread here. The beginning of next thread will start with the results of this decision.

Thank you everyone for participating, and staying with my dumb fanfic quest for a hundred threads. I really appreciate it.

May we chase the fluffy tail for many threads more.

See you next time!

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>>46743901
>>46743933
Hmm, this might get in.

And just to note: next thread IS still scheduled for Tuesday.

>>46743934
thanks for running

also where is Ice Lass
i miss her fluffy tail too

>>46743934
thanks for running

>>46743377
And here we can see Tuile in the process of winning the Jack bowl.

>>46748110
Yesss.

>>46748110
Well, it's only natural.