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This sucks.

I used Zixzaxzoziomoriatto's dream magic to get inside Ava's vampire-muddied head, but her head-self is just a dumb baby!

I can't bang a dumb baby! That isn't my style, and also I'm really really not into that.

So, what do I do now?

>>1404601
Well, you're here, you may as well explore a bit. Maybe you can find a magic potion or something to make her dreamself less of a dumb baby.

>>1404601
>So, what do I do now?
Fuck the Princess's brain.

>>1404601
you gotta fix the vamparism shit. open the door and beat up vampire desires.

Tell the Princes that she is the Prettiest Princess ever. And that you will be her best Friend for life, even when she wants to do naughty things.

>>1404589
Actually can we get a recap, I forget what, in total, is wrong with Ava. She's possessed by a ghost AND a vampire thrall AND in a magical coma?

>>1404601
Stop being a baby and talk to her inner child. She can probably tell you all kids of juicy things about her deepest desires.

Or you know, tell you what the problem is in here so you can fix it.

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>Actually can we get a recap, I forget what, in total, is wrong with Ava. She's possessed by a ghost AND a vampire thrall AND in a magical coma?

She’s only possessed by a ghost witch that happened to wander by, I think. But a vampire enthralled her a little while back, and that made her all comatose while she healed. Long story short: Magic is stupid and weird.

“Hey, Ava.” I call out. “You’re the prettiest princess ever! I’m going to be your best friend for life, even when you want to do naughty things! Uh, only when you grow up though.”

“Whoa!” She gapes up at me with awe. “I’ve never been best friends with anyone before… I hope I do it right!”

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>Well, you're here, you may as well explore a bit.

Eh, there’s nothing here but kiddie Ava, her toys, and a painting of an old guy babbling at some other old guys and a witch.

>open the door and beat up vampire desires.

HELL YES! Let me just…

Wait.

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Did that witch in the painting just move?

>>1404720
Start asking her ever secret childhood question about herself.

What's her favorite color? Favorite food? Favorite story? Does she have a dream?

(Anything you learn might be useful for engineering the perfect evening later).

>>1404724
Hey there, witchy. You in here too?

>>1404724
Ask Diane what she's doing in here. Isn't she awake? Tell her to help you out, the Ava in there is just a child. Gotta find the adult verison of Ava or steer the dream so that she's not dreaming about being a kid, or to help you get rid of any remaining vampire nonsense.

Or maybe Diane is responsible for the state of Ana's dreams? She could be trying to prevent you from talking to Ana so that her possession doesn't ever get contested. In that case you gotta tell her to not be such a goddamn coward.

>>1404724
Reach into the painting and just grab her.

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“Hey there, witchy. You in here too?”

The witch in the painting twitches at the sound of my words, but doesn’t otherwise react.

“Oooh, playing hard to get, eh?” I take a few steps towards the painting. “I bet I can give you a pretty big kiss, you being that size. I’m sure I can think of a few other things I can do, too! Oh, the possibilities!”

“Okay, okay!” Diane yelps. Her head peels off of the painting and pulls itself out, facing me. “Yeah, I’m here. Sorry.”

“Aren’t you supposed to be awake? You’re the one running Ava’s hot bod, and all.”

“I know, I know, I just…” She looks embarrassed. “I wanted to see what you two were doing.”

“Ah, and here I thought you said you didn’t want to watch!” I laugh. “You’re a pretty kinky witch, aren’t you?”

“NO!” She yells, flustered. “I - I mean… You said you were going to talk to her about me, so I thought I’d listen in! That’s all!”

“Don’t be such a goddamn coward, sweet stuff.” I grin. “I told you before, you can watch if you want. Why, you can even join in!”

“No! No no no!” She pulls back a little, blushing furiously. “Look, I’m just going to go, okay? Sorry about eavesdropping!”

“Wait up. Do you know how I can fix Ava? She’s all kiddied-out.”

“Not really.” Diane shakes her head. “I don’t especially know my way around her head, believe it or not. All I know is how to get to the control center.”

Darn.

>>1404810
Ok where's the control center then?

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>Start asking her ever secret childhood question about herself. […] (Anything you learn might be useful for engineering the perfect evening later).

I like the way you think!

“Hey, Ava!” I kneel down beside her. “What’s your favorite color?”

“Um…” She pauses to think about it. “Red!”

“And your favorite food?”

“Candy!”

“Favorite story?”

“My nursemaid told me a bedtime story about some birds once. I forget how it goes, but I liked it! There was a little magpie, and she was so wild and free…”

“Do you have a dream?”

“Oh! Oh! I want to marry a pretty lady when I grow up!” She looks up at me with excitement, then turns away, blushing a bit. “Father says I can’t, though. He says I have to marry a prince for land.”

“I wouldn’t worry about that, kiddo.” I rustle her hair, and then I stand up and turn back to Diane. “Okay, so, where’s the control center, then?”

“Through the painting. You sort of have to dive in? It’s tricky.”

“Are you going somewhere?” Little Ava pipes up, tugging on my pant leg. “Can I come, too?”

>>1404895
I see no way that could go wrong. Let her into her own control center.

>>1404895
Sure, as long as she promises not to touch anything.

>>1404895
Magpies. Got it. Gotta be able to use that in a gift eventually.

>>1404926
Yup. No way this could backfire.

Pick up the kid and jump through the painting. Field trip!

>>1404929
But she might find the hormones button! Dream puberty ho!

Let her come along.

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“Sure, as long as you promise not to touch anything!” I nod. “And, hey, you might find puberty! I see no way that could go wrong.”

“But - !” Diane starts, then looks down at tiny Ava’s hopeful eyes. “…Sure, I guess. So, Raban, about the proper way to enter the painti-”

“Here we go, then!” I grab Ava’s hand, then throw my whole body weight at the painting.

“Ack!” Diane retracts her head quickly.

Going through the painting is tingly. It’s kind of itchy, too, but it’s all worth it when I get to the other side and get a good look at Diane’s boobs. I laugh happily, staring. “No way! You wear a corset?!”

“Uh, yeah…?”

“And you’re SURE you’re not into ladies? Because I can help you with that.”

“I’m sure!” She puts her arms up, backing away quickly.

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“That’s such a waste. Oh well.” I turn to look back at Ava. “Hey, Ava, you okay?”

“Uh… who are you?” A teenager in a black dress blinks, staring at me. She peers down at her hand, which I happen to be holding. “Oi, hands off!” She yanks it out of my grip.

“Ava…?” I ask, confused. “Why are you so hot, suddenly? Hold on, how old are you? Can I call you ‘hot’ yet?”

“Do I know you?” She stares at me. “Wait, you do kinda look familiar...”

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Suddenly, from the group nearby, one of the old people in the painting trots over, looking unhappy. Oh, hey, he’s wearing a crown. Oh, hey, that’s the king! What a dick!

“You’re late!” He yells at Ava(?). “Philosophy discussion started hours ago!”

“I don’t WANT to listen to dumb old philosophy guys, dad!” Ava screeches. “I want to learn high-altitude kickboxing!”

“No daughter of mine will spend her summer battling harpies in the sky!”

The two of them go on arguing like that. Diane and I sneak away, watching Ava and the dick-king argue. We end up behind a table with a battlefield painting on it.

Diane leans over, whispering in my ear. “Is she always like that?”

>>1405134
"Like what?" Also is this the control room? How do we get controlly.

>>1405134
Flying Drop kick the kings face and say, "thats my best friend who I will later do naughty stuff with!"

>>1405134
Older and less angsty. Come to think of it, this is really helping you find out more about Ana. You haven't gotten to know her very well.

Hey maybe this means if you can find a place in Ana's dreamworld where she's supposed to be an adult, she will be one?

Are there any more paintings you can jump into?

RIP adorable child we could have slowly corrupted with bad ideas.

>>1405134
So hey, is this the control room, or did I jump into things wrong?

>is she always like that
Well, I guess almost the entire time I've known her, she's been running away, and defying her Dad. So technically.

But no, I think this is angry teenager mode.

>I want to learn high-altitude kickboxing!
That's badass! Want to brain spar?

>>1405134
"Nah, nowadays she acts less 'daddy problems' and more 'down to fuck', though i guess one probably led to the other"

Oh derp, there's a painting right there, the battlefield. Seems risky, though. Get a look at it before you jump in, is there still a lot of fighting going on?

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“Well, I guess almost the entire time I’ve known her, she’s been running away and defying her dad. So, technically, yeah.” I nod. “She’s usually older and less angsty, though. Also, she’s normally down to fuck, so that's a plus.”

“Oh.” Diane shrugs. “She sounds, um, nice.”

“Is this the control room?”

Diane shakes her head. “You have to go through a couple of paintings to get to it.”

“I’m sick of you talking back!” The king roars. “I should put you in the dungeon for a while, and then maybe you’ll learn your place!”

“What?!” Ava recoils, shocked. “Dad, you wouldn’t!”

“Wouldn’t I?!” He takes a deep breath. “Guards - !”

I immediately jump up on the table, and then, with a leap, I deliver the king a flying dropkick right to the royal noggin.

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“Nobody’s locking my girl away.” I grin, stomping my foot down on the king’s gut. I throw my arm around Ava. “She’s my best friend, and I’m going to do all sorts of naughty stuff with her! Um, later, though. When she’s legal, I mean!”

“Wait…” Ava pauses, blinking. She gasps with recognition. “Magpie lady?! But… I thought I dreamed you up!”

“I’m as real as you are, babe.” I give her a grin and a wink. “Maybe even a little more.”

“G-guards!” The king manages to cry out. “Apprehend these hooligans!”

“What are you doing?!” Diane squeaks with panic. “Don’t piss off the painting people! I don’t even know what that’ll DO!”

>there's a painting right there, the battlefield. Seems risky, though. Get a look at it before you jump in, is there still a lot of fighting going on?

Yeah, but it looks like it’s happening far off in the distance.

>>1405433
Time for a DRAMATIC ESCAPE TOWARDS THE FIGHTING(technically) then!

This reminds me of Dungeon Meshi.

>>1405433
I shall consume your clams on another date my dear for now it is onwards to ADVENTURE!

>>1405433
Remember to take the Teenage Princess with you.

>>1405433
>“Don’t piss off the painting people! I don’t even know what that’ll DO!”
Neither do I! Stuff usually works out, though!

>guards!
>Magpie girl!
Hey, Princess, want to run away with me? (Again).

>>1405433
"Come on! Are you a princess or a rebel princess?"

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“Time for a dramatic escape!” I call to Diane and point to the painting. “It’s onwards to adventure!”

“This is crazy!” She yells back. “What if they follow us in?”

“Eh, stuff usually works out!” I wave her away. As Diane reluctantly leaps into the painting, I kiss Ava on the hand. “Hey, Princess, want to run away with me?”

“I…” She pauses, glancing down at her shitty father.

“Come on! Are you a princess or a rebel princess?”

“…I’m a rebel!” Ava nods fervently. “Let’s go!”

Hell yeah! I whisk her over to the painting, climb up on top of the table, and get ready to dive in.

“Ava Edwina, stop!” The king growls. “Where do you think you’re going with that harlot?!”

“I don’t know, and I don’t care!” Ava screams back at him as we enter the painting together. “All I know is that I love her more than I’ve ever loved you! Screw you, dad! You’re an ass!”

With that, we plunge into the painting…

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…and onto a horse?!

“Gah!” Diane squeals in fright as she rights herself on the back end of the horse. “Ow! This - ow! - this is awful! I HATE riding bareback!”

Ava’s nowhere to be seen, but the rider of our horse is a knight in full armor, lance at the ready, barreling forwards at high speeds towards a group of five spear-wielding soldiers!

Shit! What do I do now?!

>>1405747
Take his helmet! Safety is important.

>>1405747
Cavalry vs spears is a bad idea! Get off the horse!

>>1405773
>>1405763
Both!

>>1405747
>“Ow! This - ow! - this is awful! I HATE riding bareback!”
You're a witch, and none of this is real. Can't you just fly or something?

>what do
Knock on the armor. "Princess, is that you in there?"

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>Take his helmet! Safety is important.

I yank off the knight’s helmet. He - SHE yelps in pain.

“Wait… Princess, is that you in there?” I ask.

“Magpie Lady?!” Ava’s eyes go wide. “How did you get here?! No… why NOW?!”

“What’s going on?”

“I’m trying to break out of the castle and join the fight!” She points out of a nearby window as we ride past, and I can just barely see out into the battlefield that was on the painting. “Our people are dying down there, and I need to help them!”

“What?!” Diane gapes. “You want to break out of a castle so you can join a war? Are you crazy?!”

“Shush.” Ava faces forward again, charging towards the soldiers and the gate behind them. “I’m tired of sitting by and watching from the sidelines. I want to do something! I want to help!”

“Cavalry against spears is a bad idea!” I grab her by the shoulder. “Get off the horse, Ava!”

“No!” She furrows her brow. “But I won’t put you in danger.” She throws her arm back and knocks Diane and me off of the horse.

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Just as Ava’s about to hit the soldiers, she’s suddenly yanked up into the air.

“N-no!” She stutters. “I was so close!”

“Foolish girl!” Snarls a short, smelly man in a dumb hat. He wiggles his fingers. Oh, he’s a wizard. He walks closer to Ava, glaring at her. “You’re always making life difficult for me, aren’t you?”

“My life isn’t difficult at all!” Ava meets his eyes, staring daggers at him. “But the soldiers’ lives are, and you’re the one using magic to keep soldiers out of the fight, and not to help them! You and your ridiculous P.R.A.T.S.!”

“Maybe I wouldn’t have to use magic at all, if it weren’t for you and your escapades.” He spits. “Those worthless soldiers out there are just fodder. You’re a princess, and a woman, so you’re hardly suited for battle. Act like it!”

“Mysoginist! And classist, I think!” She snaps. “I can fight as well as anyone!”

“You can’t! It’s just common sense!”

They continue to insult and yell at each other, just like Ava and the king.

Ava doesn’t look happy. I need to help her out of this mess! But how?

>>1406117
Kick him in the balls and steal his hat? And tell Diane to do something magic.

>>1406112
yell at her that you thought you were finally going to get to do the naughty stuff.

>>1406132
This is not the proper time. We can hit on her AFTER we rescue her.

>>1406117
Unless there's a painting very close by you won't be able to make a hasty escape. So instead, distract the wizard. Tell him he's in a dream. He's not real.

>>1406117
Point out that, what is it, 3 of the 4 P.R.A.T.S. lost to girls. Well, one of them technically defected to girldom. His claim of superiority is wrong.

You can do it Princess! This is your mind, your rules. Kick. His. Ass.

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“Hey, Diane. Do something magic.”

“I - I can’t.” She frowns. “ I’m sorry.”

“But you’re a witch!”

“This is a sub-plane made out of dreamstuff! The only magic used here is astral, and I don’t know how to do astral shit! I’m arcane all the way!”

“Huh. Well, I have another idea.” As I casually stroll up to the wizard, I call out to him. “Hey, wizard!”

“Hm?” He turns to look at me.

“It’s a secret. I need to whisper it.” I beckon him closer to me. Curious, he leans in. I scream into his ear: “YOU’RE NOT REAL!” And then I kick him in the balls. Immediately afterwards, I steal his dumb hat.

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“Nnngh! Not my hat! It’s the source of all my power!” The wizard sobs through the pain. “Curse you!”

“Here you are, darling.” I toss the hat to Ava as she gently floats to the ground. “All yours.”

“Thank you, Magpie.” She beams at me as she dons the silly hat. Then she rounds on the wizard. “Your closed-mindedness will bring the country to ruin, you old jackass!”

“I found the painting!” Yells Diane from the nearby gatehouse. “We’ve got a way out!”

I follow the sound of her voice, but Ava stays behind to literally kick the wizard in the butt. I call out to her. “Ava, hurry up! The guards are on our tail, and that’ll get in the way of me getting some tail!”

“Also, nobody loves you, and you’re going to die alone.” With that final gloat, Ava sticks her tongue at the wizard. “Mnah!”

“Ava, come on!”

“I’m coming, I’m coming.” She turns and runs after me.

“Ooh, now that’s what I like to hear!” I grin. “Onwards!”

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When all three of us are in the gatehouse, Diane stops and looks at the two of us, trepidation on her face. “I’m not sure about this next one. It should be the last painting before we hit the control center, and the last one always goes a lot faster than the rest, but…”

“But what?”

“Well, look at it.” Diane points. On a nearby stone wall, there’s a tiny canvas covered in a delicate sketch of a person.

The person is me.

“I don’t know what it means.” Diane shrugs. “Should we go into it? We’ll probably be able to find another painting, somewhere, if we keep searching.”

>>1406374
Give ye hat to witch.

>>1406381
Introspection is icky and you totally already have a clone of yourself to fuck. Find Ava's next painting.

>>1406381
Hey look it's objective proof that you're super important to her. That said, going through her memories is a fun ol time but going through her memories of yourself might be creepy stalkerish.

>>1406381
Seems legit. Dive on in.

>>1406381
this sounds like it will be hilarious to see ONWARD TO SEE WHAT AVA THINKS OF YOU!

>>1406381
Well... I guess this leads to how she feels about me. Or maybe it leads to my head? I've been running around in hers, only fair to trust her in mine.

Or maybe dream-Raban is back! Give your painting dopleganger a kiss. You can't ignore a cute girl just because she's you.

>>1406381
This must be a painting about the present. Previous paintings have gone forwards in time, so this will be the same deal. Unfortunately there's gonna be two Rabans in the memory. It will confuse Ava, warn her ahead of time. She's remembered you before, so she'll remember you again.

Before you go in, how about you bring up Diane with Ava? She's old enough to have a decently informed opinion about whether or not she wants to let a ghost borrow her body for a while.

>>1406410
Actually wait I changed my mind. Get permission from Ava before going into this painting- explain the situation to her and ask if she'd want you heading into what might be a more private memory than usual.

>>1406381
Punch that smug face right in the face.

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“Hey, Ava.” I reach out and hold Ava’s hands. “Can I ask you about some things?”

“How many times have you helped me? Every time I was at my lowest, you were there to save me. You’ve made my life bearable.” Ava smiles at me, holding my hands more tightly. “Of course, Magpie. Ask me anything you want.”

“Well, I have to explain things, first.” I share a look with Diane. “It’s a little hard to swallow, honestly.”

“I believe you.”

“I haven’t said anything yet.”

“I still believe you.” She laughs. “Go on.”

“This - none of this is real. It’s all your memories. You got hurt. One of the P.R.A.T.S. did it.”

“Those fucking P.R.A.T.S.!” She snorts. “Oh, I just KNEW they’d cause me a serious problem sooner than later!”

“Yeah, well… You’ve been out of commission for a while, so I went into your mind to see you.” I sigh. “All the times you remember seeing me, I’ve been going through your memories. At this point, we hadn’t met yet.”

“Then that painting…” Her eyes drift to the tiny canvas.

“It’s probably your memories of me.” I nod. “I want to know if it’s okay for me to see those.”

“Only if you bring me along.” She leans in close. “I want to know who you are to me, Magpie.”

“Yeah, um…” I pause. I think about who she’ll be remembering. Not Magpie. Me. “Look, when you get your memories of me back, you might end up thinking less of me.”

“Why?”

“I’m not exactly a perfect person." I look away, embarrassed. "I - I can be a little stupid sometimes. A lot stupid.”

“Shh.” Ava taps me on the nose. “From the first time I saw you, I felt a comfortable warmth welling up in my chest. I’ve never felt it before, but I think I know what it is. If I’m right about it, Magpie, trust me: You’ve got nothing to be worried about.”

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“Um…” Diane coughs. “What about me?”

“Oh, you were there all those times…” Ava mutters, mildly irritated at the interruption. “Do I know you, too?”

“Nah. She’s just a hitchhiker.” I shrug. “Your body was kind of empty while you were recovering, and she’s a ghost, so she started borrowing it. Is that cool with you?”

“Yeah, sure, whatever.” Ava shrugs. “As long as you don’t damage me permanently, I don’t really care.”

“Wow, really?” Diane’s jaw drops. “For real? Thanks!”

“Mmhmm.” Ava waves to her nonchalantly. “So, Magpie, are we memory-diving or no?”

“We sure are.” I pull her to the canvas. “Off we go!”

“Hurrah!” Ava cheers and laughs as we fall into the canvas.

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I find myself in a bit of an awkward position, seeing as I’m laying on top of a throne. Oh, it’s Ava’s throne! It looks like she’s talking to king dicklord.

“ - many more of these things are you going to make me go to?” Ava sighs in frustration. “Father, I don’t even know the name of this village. Why do I have to be around for this?”

“It is my hope that it shall teach you patience.” The king grumbles. “You have to grow up eventually, Ava. You can’t go running off on adventures all the time.”

“Why not? Mom did.”

“Do not speak of your mother! She’s got nothing to do with this.” He growls. “The representatives are on their way in. Just sit still, now, and don’t make a fuss.”

Should I say something? She’s so close.

>>1406683
nope just watch this one.

>>1406683
No way, this is when you first met her! Don't ruin the moment. You were so smooooooth.

>>1406683
Enjoy the show!

>>1406683
Yeah, just enjoy reliving this.

>>1404601
>That tiny door
Her big.

>>1406683
Just give Diane the directors cut commentary. You're probably going to have to point out Will, since he currently lacks some dangly bits that he had back then.

>>1406683
Just watch her. See how she reacts to you.

If "you" don't show up when you're supposed to, why don't you pull the same act?

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>Enjoy the show!
>just watch this one.

I sit back and watch as our story plays out again.

Man, I’m awesome. And attractive.

>Just watch her. See how she reacts to you.

She was watching me all along. From the moment I first walked in, while I was trying to fool the king, she had her eyes on me the whole time.

I was watching her, and she was watching me. Now I’m watching both of us. What does that mean, I wonder?

Diane arrives, and she’s confused until I explain what’s going on. I have to point out Will to her since he’s not all ladybodied up yet.

I give her a running commentary (and occasional laugh track) as Ava’s memories of the two of us and our adventures zip by. It’s a fun time.

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“Wow. You went through so much together.” Diane looks at Ava’s memory of me, and then at the real me. “You must really love each other.”

“Huh?” I blink, shocked out of the hardcore nostalgia trip. “What?”

“You risked everything for her, over and over again.” She explains. “You must love Ava a lot.”

“Eh.” I shrug. “I guess.”

“What do you mean, ‘I guess’? You can’t seriously have done all this just to get in her pants.” Diane raises an eyebrow, staring at me. “You couldn’t have, right?”

I shrug again.

“Raban, do you actually love the Princess? ” Diane asks, very quietly. “You do love her, don’t you?”

We share an uncomfortable silence as the memories play on in the background.

I’m not sure what to say.

>>1406896
Maybe but don't tell her it should be when i finally fuck her that i tell her.

>>1406896
Tell Diana she's underestimating how shallow and stubborn you are. You really want to fuck the princess, okay? She's nice though.

>>1406896
Ponder that question for a while. Imagine having sex with Ava on a regular basis. For years. Decades! Also you'll be the sub-queen or something.

No, that's a big commitment, but the two of you seem compatible and if you manage to get some time together when you aren't getting constantly shafted by wizards and shit, you could fall in love pretty easy.

>>1406938
Sex with Ava but not anyone else.
Is it even possible for Raban to not fling herself at every attractive girlface she sees?

>>1406896
I don't really believe in the concept of "Forever" but there is one thing i know.

I LOVE THE PRINCESS AND I WOULD LIKE THOSE SEXY TIMES NOW...LIKE RIGHT NOW!!

>>1406896
Nah, Raban's just attracted to power and this longshot's her only shot. Or so she thinks, anyway. She's got her blinders on. Blinders obscuring, say, Will.

>>1406896
"To be completely honest I don't really know. After all the time we've spent together, I don't think we've had a serious talk at all, hell this is the first time I learned anything about her past. Plus, after all this I'm not sure she really loves me, as a person I mean. She might just see me as another way to rebel against her father and her position, and I'm OK with that. If she wants me to fuck her, then the feeling is mutual; if she wants me to love her, then she has got to work to make this relationship more than what it is right now. But whatever the situation is, I'm going to get into that muff no matter what"

>>1406950
She was okay with the dream-clone thing so she can probably be persuaded into other threesomes! Also Raban is considerate of Ava's opinion and asks her permission to do stuff and stuff which is way more than she does for Will. Clear signs of lust congealing as if it were sap and Raban is a insect about to be trapped in the amber called love, clueless the entire while.

The idea of the L word makes you uncomfortable and gives you butterflies in your stomach.
Avoid the concept with a joke, like "Not until she squirts on my face, I dont."

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>Imagine having sex with Ava on a regular basis. For years. Decades!

That sounds awesome! Maybe I DO love -

>Sex with Ava but not anyone else.

…

“Maybe you’re underestimating how shallow and stubborn I am.” I frown. “I really want to fuck the Princess, okay? Whatever the situation is, I’m going to get into that muff no matter what.”

“Are you sure that’s all it is?” Diane gazes at me. Man, she’s got really judging eyes. “You don’t want anything more?”

“You’re not going to let up on this, are you?” I sigh, letting my mask down. “To be completely honest, I don't really know. After all the time we've spent together, I don't think we've had a serious talk at all. Hell, this is the first time I’ve ever learned anything about Ava’s past. Plus, after all this, I'm not sure if she really loves me. She might just see me as another way to rebel against her father and her position, and I'm okay with that. If she wants me to fuck her, then the feeling is mutual; if she wants me to love her, then…“ I look away. “I don’t know. The L word makes me uncomfortable.”

“Lesbians?”

“Nah, that word makes me REALLY comfortable.” I shake my head. “No, I’m talking about ‘love’. I don’t get it. It doesn’t make sense to me. From what I've heard, love is like a prison, and I value my freedom above everything else. But when I'm near Ava, I get butterflies in my stomach, and I feel like I might want more of that. I have no idea why.”

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“I see.” Diane’s voice gets a little softer. “I know it’s not any of my business. Not really. Still, thank you for telling me, all the same. I think you should talk to Ava about it, too, when you see her again.”

“Maybe.” I nod gently. I notice that things have gotten much quieter. “Hey, the memories stopped playing.”

“That’s because we’re pretty much there. The control center, I mean.” Diane gestures around her. It’s an infinite white void with an empty throne in the middle. “All that’s left is to sit in the chair.”

>>1407180
Masturbate in it.

Hump the chair.

>>1407180
Don't you dare sit in that chair before you attempt to call out to Ava and get that delicious awesome lesbian sex you dream of.

>>1407180
Put Ava in the chair. And make sure Diane doesn't sit in it.

>>1407180
Hah. Get in the chair and pinch your own ass. As in, Raban's ass.

Wait how do you give up control though? You're not a ghost or a witch, it won't come naturally.

>>1407180
Ava should be the one controlling her body, but if we can't find her >>1407193, it might be the closest we will get to fucking the princess.

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>Don't you dare sit in that chair before you attempt to call out to Ava and get that delicious awesome lesbian sex you dream of.

“Oh, hey, Ava! Ava?” I call out as I turn from side to side, searching the void. “Where’s Ava?”

“I thought she’d be here.” Diane shrugs. “I have, like, five minutes more experience with all of this than you do. Your guess is as good as mine.”

>Hump the chair.
>Masturbate in it.
>it might be the closest we will get to fucking the princess.

Sounds like a plan!

“Five minutes experience, eh?” I strut over to the throne, leaning on it slightly. “So, is that enough time to know what would happen if someone were to, aheh, ‘get intimate’ with - ?”

“Careful!” Diane yells, rushing forward to grab me. “Don’t get too clo-“

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“ - isn’t my fault! I TOLD you dream magic was unpredictable and sketchy as fuck!” Zixzaxzoziomoriatto pleads. “How many more times do I have to say I’m sorry?!”

“I don’t want apologies, I want you to fix it!” Oh, that’s Will’s voice. Huh. “Raban is my friend, and she doesn’t deserve this! We’re missing three people, now!”

“I’m here!” Chimes in an unfamiliar voice. “How can I help?”

“Shut up, shut up, shut up!” Will hisses.

“Oh, wait, did the Princess just wake up?!” Yew’s voice calls out. “Um, Princess? Your majesty?”

I feel kind of funny.

>>1407314
FUCK I am the Princess I can't fuck her like this!!!!

>>1407314
Inform Will that you are awake and to be nice to Zix

>>1407314
Look around for your body. Grope it. I'm sure they'll guess who you are from that. Tell them nope, you wound up in the driver's seat by accident.

>>1407314
Go fuck yourself.

>>1407319
Maybe if we masturbate in her body it'll count as mutual masturbation?

You are currently sitting in the chair.
You already know what you wanted to do. Masturbate in the chair.

Learn every single sensitive place on her body, Know what feels the best to her, learn every way to make pleasure sear through her. When you are again in your body and she in hers, you will break her mind.

Or, just, you know, go find your body and fuck it with the princess.

>>1407180
I just read this quest today and I am super enjoying it.

Hey I think Raban knows that messing with the princess's body isn't a cool thing to do while she is effectively asleep.

Or fuck I guess you could just do some Kegels while you talk to your dudes to get a feel for her without anybody noticing but that seems awfully subtle.

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>Hey I think Raban knows that messing with the princess's body isn't a cool thing to do while she is effectively asleep.

Well, yeah. Consent is extremely important. It's actually one of the MOST important things to me.

That being said, I'm not sure how that’s relevant right nowwwwwwhat is wrong with my arm

…uh

uhhhh

this is, uh

hm.

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>Look around for your body.

“Hi!” Says Raban, bouncing up to me. “Are you alright? Is there any way I can help you?”

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Note to self: Do not attempt to fuck the princess’s brain, Raban.

Note to self: You can’t fuck the princess’s brain, Raban.

Note to self: You seriously fucked things up, Raban!

>>1407404

Thanks fer running!

>>1407404
Goddamn it why is your body still moving around and being a ditz?! Did ANOTHER ghost show up and possess it while you were out?

>>1407336

I'm glad that you like it!

>>1407408

You're welcome! Thanks for participating!

>>1407413
Will you be running again in the future?

oh look it's dream-Raban from that time that Willamina lectured a dream-version of Raban so that she could pretend to have any sort of control at all in her own gender confused life

that's the dream-Raban that took all of Will's lectures seriously and became a good person with good communication skills and the ability to respect other people as humans and not just as the means to the end of satisfying an endless libido temporarily

the dream-Raban that we held hands with and groped and tried to take along with us but showed no sign of existing till now

that dream-Raban

>>1407488
Of course! :)

Oh my god.
I thought this died.
I'm so happy.

What were to happen if we were to fuck the princess' brain?