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The air is still, the night droll, and the tapping of wind on your window reminds you of the tapping of rain. The roars of metallic beast resound in the distance, ferrying their passengers to their destination.

You sit in your room, alone save for a few plushies your won when you got lucky with a claw machine. The room is lit only with the backlight of a single monitor, a hand-me-down from your uncle. Not particularly sentimental, you've just had it since he moved. You sit typing away at your keyboard, frolicking through webpage to webpage as you find some meaningless way to occupy your time. The time seems to be midnight. Pretty typical night so far, that is, until you hear a creak from behind you.

>Look behind you.
>Stop typing and listen.
>Keep typing.
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>>2226962
>keep typing
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>>2227001
>Keep typing
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>>2226962
>>Keep typing.
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>>2226962
>Start masturbating furiously for the glory of /x/
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>>2226962
Where we are going, we don't NEED imaginary noises.
> continue shitposting loudly on /x/
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>>2226962
>>2227016
This plz
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>>2227001
>>2227005
>>2227006

You try to ignore the noises and keep on typing. The keys making their all to familiar clacking noise, you laugh a little as you watch cats jumping from cucumbers, silly Japanese game shows (this one was about singing while getting a "helping" hand), and you shitposting with smug anime girls. You had nearly forgotten about the noise when you heard it again, this time you swear it was even closer to you.

A chill slides down your spine as you hear it again, the creak of a footstep. For some reason you don't feel scared though, a bit spooked, sure, but not scared. If anything you feel like there's a dog staring at you begging for a biscuit you have in your hand.

Another step.

>Turn around.
>Keep shitposting.
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>>2227065
>>Turn around
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>>2227065
> turn around
Every now and then I get a Little bit lonely.
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>>2227065
>Keep shitposting.
Do not look at the ghost, Ignore it, that tends to turn them tsundere.
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>>2227065
>Keep shitposting.
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>>2227065
>>Keep shitposting.
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>>2227065
>Turn around
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After tie is broken I'm writing.
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>>2227065
Turn around.
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You turn around towards where you heard the noise...

And are greeted by your room, nothings out of place save for a couple articles of clothing that you stripped off as you came home from school. The room is dark so you couldn't make out any finer details but it looks normal. You were about to shrug it off a just attribute it to being an old house, when you feel something tugging at your shirt.

You turn around towards where you heard the noise...

And are greeted by your room, nothings out of place save for a couple articles of clothing that you stripped off as you came home from school. The room is dark so you couldn't make out any finer details but it looks normal. You were about to shrug it off a just attribute it to being an old house, when you feel something tugging at your shirt.

>Look at what's tugging at your shirt.
>Nope to bed.
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>>2227065
>Keep shitposting.
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>>2227173
>Nope to bed.
Let's see how she handle following us now :^)
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>>2227173
>Nope to bed.
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>>2227173
> Nope
Deny the obvious
Uphold he insane
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writing the words of my people
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>>2227213
>>2227210
>>2227190

Understandably spooked, you decide that your mind is playing tricks on you out of exhaustion. You all but tear the bed apart in your frenzy. As you start to lay down, you slip on the sheets under you it felt as though they were pulled from under you, and your head smacks on the wall, knocking you cold.

You awake to the sound of your alarms blaring at you to wake up. The monotonous MIDI blaring the same jingle over and over again and you swear every one gets louder and loud. With an experienced hand, you deftly turn off the alarm.

"Ahn~."

>Look at what made the noise.
>Noises, Scmoises, you have school, and you need to get ready.
>Write-in.
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>>2227285
>>Look at what made the noise.
>not taking care of a ghost loli.
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>>2227285
>Look at what made the noise.
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>>2227285
>>Look at what made the noise.
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>>2227285
>Look at what made the noise.
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Writing.
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Your eyes trail towards your hands and you find your arm wrist deep in the chest of a little girl. It doesn't feel squish are anything, but rather that she isn't there. When you try to focus your eyes on her, she seems to go transparent. You have no idea who she is or what she's doing in your bed. As a side note, you can feel your phone inside of her.

>Get ready for school like nothing happened.
>Aknowledge the ghost.
>Write-in.
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>>2227341
>Aknowledge the ghost.
Make her real
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>>2227341
>>Acknowledge the ghost.
just do it in a monotonous manner, like this is just a fucking thing that just happens. i mean its just a little girl thats probably cheaper to take care of then a normal one.
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>>2227341
>Aknowledge the ghost.
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>>2227341
>Observe situation
>Then panic
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>>2227350
Second. Nonchalance.
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>>2227341
Gotta go to School, so tip fedora and bail.
Or something.
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Writing.
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>>2227360
>>2227353
>>2227350

Your mind takes a few minutes to process what exactly is happening.

Your arm is stuck inside a little girl who happens to go invisible. This is normal.

No, it's not! A voice inside your head seems to scream.

This happens every day.

It does not. The rational part of your brain replies.

As you sit there processing this, the girl seems equally frozen, her eyes are locked on you and she seems to be gauging your reaction. You decide that you should probably acknowledge her or something aking to that. You try to make out a series of words that seem reasonable enough but everything doesn't sound right.

You figure it's best to go with something simple.

"Who are you, and what are you doing on my bed?"

Her face flushes red, and she starts mumbling and making noises.

"Hwa-hwawa!"

>Shower and stuff.
>Back to bed.
>Deal with madam ghostie.
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>>2227530
>shower
well if she isn't gonna talk then I better get ready for school.
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>>2227530
Hmm
I must still be dreaming, so to wake up from the dream I must go back to sleep.
>>Back to bed.
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>>2227530
>>Shower and stuff.
Invite her to take a shower with us.
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>>2227530
>Shower and stuff.
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>>2227538
>>2227548
>>2227572

You disregard the frozen loli and head to the bathroom to get ready for your day at school. The lights flicker on and you see your reflection in the mirror.

You're a...

>Boy
>Girl
>Other
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>>2227628
>>Girl

Honestly thought we were a NEET girl or something already.
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>>2227628
>>Boy


>>2227649
pshaw, silly anon, those don't exist
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>>2227628
>>Boy
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>>2227628
>dude

tho with ghosties around who knows
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>>2227628
>>Boy
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>>2227628
Hitler.
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>>2227628
> pic related
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>>2227628
>Boy
Resurrect the ghost with the power of the D
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>>2227730
>>2227764
God, I love descartes.
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Writing.
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>>2227764
>>2227730
>>2227714
>>2227669
>>2227658
>>2227656

You shuffled into the bathroom straight out of bed and your messy raven locks jut out all over the place giving you the look of some JRPG protagonist. You run the facet and start brushing your teeth thoroughly. Thoroughly for you at least. You finish up showering and head back into your room to collect your bookbag and school essentials. Mainly your phone. Obviously your phone. The girl doesn't seem to be in here anymore.

>Look for the girl.
>Head to school.
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>>2227848
>Head to school
Meh, let the ghost loli do what she wants. As long as she doesn't mess with our shit
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>>2227848
If we can, get something for grubbins on the way to School.
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>>2227861
German Suplex the loli if she does, indeed, mess with our stuff? I'm pretty sure we can purify our hands with salt or sonething.
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>>2227848
>>Look for the girl.
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>>2227893
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tPwWsXZ3His
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>>2227934
Yeah I was think along those lines.
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>>2227848
>>Head to school.
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Writng.
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You figure you can deal with her later. You head to the bus stop where you meet up with a couple pals. Erika and Jimmy. Erika is a typical goth girl and Jimmy is a class A fuckboy. Well, they're still your friends.

"Hey Leo! Did you read that thing I sent you? It's really creepy!"

You didn't.

>[Lie] "I totally did!"
>[Rain Check] "I'll read it later."
>[Truth] "Nah, I didn't read it."
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>>2228065
>>[Truth] "Nah, I didn't read it."
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>>2228065
>>[Truth] "Nah, I didn't read it."
"What's it about?"
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>>2228065
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>>2228065
>>[Truth] "Nah, I didn't read it."
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Writing.
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>>2228074
>>2228079
>>2228198

"Nah, I didn't read it you respond." You respond.

She seems downtrodden with your words but perks up when you ask what it was about.

"Well, it's about this piggy bank type thing, right? And it has this twist where it's alive and likes to eat things, and it winds up eat this girl's dog and family, and she's ru-"

She's interuptted as the bus rolls up to the stop. Jimmy finds a seat next to some cute girl and does what he calls his cool guy act where he'll act all aloof and mysterious. It never works. You and Erika shuffle into a seat and sit next to each other. Your legs rub up against her stockings as you scoot in a bit for the oncoming passengers.

>[Perv] Take advantage of the situation to scoot in a bit closer.
>[Aloof] Try to find a nearby empty seat.
>[Nothing] Nothing.
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>>2228292
>>[Nothing] Nothing.
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>>2228292
>[Nothing] Nothing.
Nothing.
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>>2228292
>nothing

we're cool
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>>2228292
[Playful] Put your chin on her shoulder and pretend to go back to sleep.

I did this to fuck with my cousin all the time.
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>>2228292
>>[Perv] Take advantage of the situation to scoot in a bit closer
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>>2228292
>>[Nothing] Nothing.
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>>2228292
>>[Nothing] Nothing.
Please continue the story.
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Writing.
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>>2228292
>[nothing]
We need to make this the most normal day, no romance, no ghosts, nothing
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>>2228435
>[Chat] Finish talking about that story with Erika.
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>>2228306
>>2228307
>>2228320
>>2228334
>>2228374

You sit comfortably where you are... Well, as comfortably as you can on a public school bus at least. While waiting you look at Erika, she's wearing some dark black skirt over some stockings. Oh wait, it's a dress. She's wearing that tiny messenger bag that almost definitely contains next to none of her schoolwork. She's wearing a white wig that seems obnoxious to just manage much less wear, but it all looks pretty cute.

The ruckus dies down as people settle into their seats and the driver puts the bus into motion. The bobbing of the bus as it travels over the uneven road is kinda soothing...

>[Rest] Sleep on the bus.
>[Chat] Finish talking about that story with Erika.
>[Idle] Mess around on your phone.
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>>2228435
>>[Chat] Finish talking about that story with Erika.
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>>2228466
>>[Rest] Sleep on the bus.
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>>2228466
>>[Chat] Finish talking about that story with Erika.
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>>2228466
>[idle]
If we sleep we might slump over on them, we don't want romance.

If we continue the story they might have a romantic interest in us (idk but it seems like there will be relationships and all that in this thread)
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>>2228466
>>[Chat] Finish talking about that story with Erika.
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>>2228466
>[Chat] Finish talking about that story with Erika.
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>>2228466
she a cute

>chat
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>>2228583
This, if I had know this before I woulda been all over those thighs.
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>>2228591
those are indeed some good leggings.
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>>2228467
>>2228497
>>2228518
>>2228557
>>2228583

You finish up the conversation from before with her.

"So how'd that story end?"
"Oh, she got in a car and drove away from the demonic piggy bank."
"That's it?"
"Yeah, but the story had a picture of the bank and I thought it was very creepy, especially when I saw it at the thrift store yesterday with my mom. Like, I saw it and went 'Holy fuck, I just read a story about these things."

She takes a moment to rummage through her bag pulling out a smartphone.

"Lemme find it..." She flips through her photos.
"Ah! Here it is!"

She hands you the phone and on it is a picture of this weird little face thing. The color is yellow like pus and its eyes are pretty unnerving. A black grin takes up half the screen and you just don't like looking at it. Oh, Erika's not really paying any attention to you while you look at the photo.

>[Inquisitive] Look through her photos.
>[Proper] Return her phone.
>[Playful] Act like you lost her phone.
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>>2228695
>>[Proper] Return her phone.
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>>2228695
>>[Inquisitive] Look through her photos

BRAIN BLEACH.
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>>2228695
>[proper]
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>>2228695
>>[Inquisitive] Look through her photos.
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>>2228695
>[Playful] Act like you lost her phone.
Just or further reference, how macho are we? Like, on a scale of "scared of the dark" to "punching ghosts?"
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>>2228695
[Closet Perv] Look through her photos for nudes or cosplay. Goths do that kind of stuff, right?
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>>2228695
>>[Playful] Act like you lost her phone.
Oh noes, did I just drop it out the window???
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>>2228695
>>[Playful] Act like you lost her phone.
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>>2228695
>>[Playful] Act like you lost her phone.
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>>2228695
>[Proper] Return her phone.
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In case you wanted to read the story.
https://www.quotev.com/story/3728534/Creepy-pasta-short-stories/12

>>2228738
Not overly macho, but you aren't like super scared of horror.
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Two minutes before calling it.
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>>2228780
>>2228762
>>2228757
>>2228738

A little devilishness never hurt anyone, or so you say as you stash her phone in your backpack.

"Aww fuck, I lost your phone."

She appears to be in the middle of taking out a discman. She almost drops the retro audio player as turns to look at you.

"You didn't."

She looks mad.

>[Easy] Come clean now and give her back her phone.
>[Troll] Hide it and give it back later.
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>>2228885
>[Easy] Come clean now and give her back her phone.
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>>2228885
>>[Easy] Come clean now and give her back her phone.
That was incredibly lame
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>>2228885
>>[Troll] Hide it and give it back later.
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>>2228885
>[easy]
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>>2228885
>[Easy] Come clean now and give her back her phone.
Underwhelming execution.
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>>2228885
>>[Easy] Come clean now and give her back her phone.
You're right
>Fumble phone and pretend to toss it out the widow.
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>>2228894
>>2228896
>>2228936
>>2228942
>>2228951

You hand her back the phone, however the bus goes over a nasty bump and the phone is sent flying, your fingertip grazes the screen and the next photo appears on the screen. And then the phone hits you in the face.

Roll 2d20s for
1. Whether or not you saw the photo.
2. The phone’s damage to your face.

You want high on the first, and low on the second.
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Rolled 17, 17 = 34 (2d20)

>>2229058
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>>2229058
Role
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Rolled 3, 12 = 15 (2d20)

>>2229058
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Rolled 14, 1 = 15 (2d20)

>>2229058
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>>2229078
I... I... What?
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>>2229094
No phone can harm this beautiful face!
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>>2229065
>>2229069
>>2229078

The phone careens through the air in a perfect parabola. It's target? Your face.

On the screen lies Erika in a cute Chrismas outfit, she's not wearing any wigs but her short hair is pretty cute too if you must say. You almost forget that it's on a phone that's going to WMD your face.

However, in a moment that could only be described as inhuman reaction speed, you snap the phone out of the air handing it back to your friend like some sort of coordinated Cirque de Soleil maneuver.

As she receives her phone, the picture of her in a rather compromising position shines brightly. Her face flushes red and she locks the phone immediately. She turns to look at you and asks.

"You didn't see it right?"

>[Lie] "See what? I just saw the phone attacking me."
>[Tease] "I only saw a very cute girl." Wink at her.
>[Truth] "Yeah I saw it."
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>>2229159
>>[Tease] "I only saw a very cute girl." Wink at her.
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>>2229159
>[Tease] "I only saw a very cute girl." Wink at her.
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>>2229159
>[Truth] "Yeah I saw it."
>You looked pretty cute.
Only unintentional teasing here.
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>>2229159
>>[Tease] "I only saw a very cute girl." Wink at her.
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>>2229159
>>2229191
Second.
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>>2229159
>yeah I saw it
Who was it for?
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>>2229216
>yeah I saw it. Who was it for?
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>>2229159
>yeah I saw it. Who was it for?
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>>2229159
>>2229191
I'm voting this
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>>2229159
>[Tease] "I only saw a very cute girl." Wink at her.
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Writing
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>>2229159
>>[Truth] "Yeah I saw it."
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>>2229306
>>2229200
>>2229186
>>2229189

"See what? I only saw a cute girl." You wink at her.

"Wow, she was suuuper cute. Is she a new model? You've got to send me her URL."

With the first words out of your mouth, you've turned her a light pink, not very hard considering how pale she is. However every increasing statement makes her even redder, and you imagine the winking didn't help none.

At the end of it, she's as red as a tomato and you think she's shaking a litte.

"Y-y-you're such an asshole!"

As the bus stops into the unloading zone, she zooms off the bus, doing a little bunny hop in the process. You make your way after her but you slowly lose track of her as she sprints away.

You're in the quad now.

>[Food] Brekkie time. Horrible school breakfast.
>[Erika] Probably should go look for her.
>[Social] Meet up with some other friends.
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>>2229385
>[Social] Meet up with some other friends.
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>>2229385
>[Social] Meet up with some other friends.
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>>2229385
>[Social] Meet up with some other friends.
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>[Food] Brekkie time. Horrible school breakfast.
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>>2229385
>>[Food] Brekkie time. Horrible school breakfast.
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>>2229385
>>[Social] Meet up with some other friends.
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Writing.
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>>2229395
>>2229436
>>2229445
>>2229411

You figure that you'll meet up with her later, either in passing, lunch, or some other place. You head over to one of the staircases, a sorta de facto meetup point that your friends and you have established. Aside from Jimmy, you seem to be the first one here.

"First one here, eh Jimmy?"

He nods.

He's pretty quiet, even when he's not doing his stupid "Look at me! I'm Mr. Cool Mysterious guy!" act. He's got dirty blond hair that's always trapped under a canopy of ragged cloth that is his hoody.

A couple more friends come, Ethan, Lisa, and Paris, and you talk shit about your lives, the new games that you've played, the funny cat video about the cat ziplining, or how Paris had a pervert arrested who was grabbing her ass at work. It's pretty much just gossip. The bell rings and the group disperses to head to class.

>[Studious] Head to class right away.
>[Social] Meet up with another friend before class.
>[Rebellious] Play hooky, get some breakfast maybe.
>[Prepared] Get some water and head to the bathroom before class.
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>>2229584
>>[Studious] Head to class right away.
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>>2229584
>[Social] Meet up with another friend before class.
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>>2229584
>>[Prepared] Get some water and head to the bathroom before class.
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>>2229584
>[Prepared] Get some water and head to the bathroom before class.
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>>2229584
>[Prepared] Get some water and head to the bathroom before class.
Don't want to crap ourselves after a spoopy ghost appears
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>[Prepared] Get some water and head to the bathroom before class.
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>>2229584
>>[Rebellious] Play hooky, get some breakfast maybe.
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>>2229584
>prepared
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Writing.
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You head to the bathrooms to relieve yourself before class. Thankfully, the nearest bathroom is still functional. Were your class on the opposite side, you would have had to walk twice as far since that side's bathroom had a stink bomb in there, and it's been closed since. Rumor says that they still haven't gotten the smell out and are just rebuilding the whole thing.

You do your business and fetch a drink of water and make it to class a good minute before the bell rings.

Students litter the room standing and whatnot chatting before class start. Mr. O'Colins start up the class, giving his lecture. Oh looks like today's a slideshow.

>[Bored] Listen to music or play games on your phone.
>[Attentive] Listen to the presentation
>[Sleep] ZZZZZzzzzzzzz
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>>2229663
>[Attentive] Listen to the presentation
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>>2229663
>>[Bored] Listen to music or play games on your phone.
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>>2229663
>[Attentive] Listen to the presentation
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>>2229663
>>[Attentive] Listen to the presentation
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>>2229663
>>[Bored] Listen to music or play games on your phone.

You attentive fuckers don't know how bullshit these slideshows are
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>>2229663
>[Bored] carve your name in the desk
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>>2229663
>[Bored] Listen to music or play games on your phone.

No one pays attention to this shit
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Writing.
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Ugh. Even for an AP class this presentation is just review. Not only did you take Biology first year, you just took Anatomy last year. Realizing that it's all just review, you look to your phone for solace. You pop on some music. Hmmm. Why not some electro-swing?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cAcMjHy_EXw

The swing helps takes your mind off the dullness of the class as O'Colins repeats for the third time this week what the mitochondria is... You make the "The mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell" statement inside your head and giggle a bit. You check your MassFlash, you're pretty sure that the only reason it got popular is that people giggled at the name and the idea of "flashing" someone would be funny, and check the short clips your friends have posted. Some posted breakfast. Joseph, the fucker, had pizza for breakfast. Some were of passing. Eh. You can't be assed to watch the rest. You play some game about sad pigs or something to pass the time. Before you know it class is over.

>[Studious] Head to class right away.
>[Social] Meet up with another friend before class.
>[Rebellious] Play hooky, get some breakfast maybe.
>[Prepared] Get some water and head to the bathroom before class.
>[Timeskip] Skip to something a bit more interesting.
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>>2229756
>>[Studious] Head to class right away.
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>>2229756
>>[Timeskip] Skip to something a bit more interesting.
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>>2229756
>>[Rebellious] Play hooky, get some breakfast maybe.
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>>2229756
>[social] meet up with another friend
Someone sporty?
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>[Prepared] Get some water and head to the bathroom before class.
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>>2229756
>[Studious] Head to class right away.
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Writing.
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You head to class right away.
It's Principals of Business and Marketing. Also known as the class where you spend the who period watching youtube. Well, usually. Sometimes there's a test. Yup, another day of note-taking. The teacher Mrs. Darwin-Davis doesn't even care as long as you turn in your work.

>[Hardworking] Finish it all right away.
>[Casual] Do it as you watch youtube.
>[Procrastinator] Save it until the end of class to do.
>[Bad Student] Fuck it, I'm not doing it.
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>>2229816
>>[Hardworking] Finish it all right away.
Ohh god I should have picked time skip. Hopefully Erika or somebody cute's in this class
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>>2229816
>[Casual] Do it as you watch youtube.
But don't stop till its done.
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>>2229819
>[Casual] Do it as you watch youtube.
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>>2229816
>[Hardworking] Finish it all right away.
We're a good boi!
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>>2229816
>>[Hardworking] Finish it all right away.
Another Highschool technique. Finish your work in like twenty minutes then fuck around for the rest of class
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>[Hardworking] Finish it all right away.
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>>2229816
>>[Hardworking] Finish it all right away.

>>2229831This.
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Writing.
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>>2229819
>>2229828
>>2229831
>>2229832
>>2229850

You finish your work quickly, blasting through the powerpoint of "media to promote through" using every ounce of knowledge you've learned from middle school speed-reading tips. You manage to fill out the worksheet in ten minutes and are left with fourty to do whatever.

>[The Bois] Hang out with your mates.
>[The Hooters] Hang of with some of your female friends.
>[Networking] Chat with some online friends.
>[Gaming] Play some games online.
>[Media] Watch some videos or listen to music.
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>>2229868
>>[The Hooters] Hang of with some of your female friends.
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>[The Bois] Hang out with your mates.
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>>2229868
>>[The Hooters] Hang of with some of your female friends.
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>>2229868
>>[The Hooters] Hang of with some of your female friends.
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>>2229868
>[The Bois] Hang out with your mates.
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>>2229868
>[The Hooters] Hang of with some of your female friends.
...ladies
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>>2229868
>[The Bois] Hang out with your mates.
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>>2229868
[The Bois] Hang out with your mates.

They're back in town
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Writing after tiebreak.
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>>2229868
>>[The Hooters] Hang of with some of your female friends.
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You decide to chat up some of your girl friends. They're mostly gossiping but they're cute so it doesn't really matter.

The group consists of Elaine, a haughty sort of girl with straight blonde hair, she's a sporty sort of gal who's a bit lacking but makes up for it in toned muscle. She's wearing what looks to be a tracksuit, by all means not fashionable in the slightest, but it suits her.

(1/3)
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Cass is the tall one of the group. Lots of square footage on her, she's pretty and meek and you're sure that quite a few of the guys in class have a thing for her. You've chatted to her about a couple books in the past, though she prefers to read Sci-Fi novels and you yourself are more of a fantasy nerd.

(2/3)
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>>2229942
>>[Happy] Miki's always down for talking.
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Last up on the gaggle of girls is Miki, a cheerful type with a lot to say from her mind and no filter between it and her mouth. She's gotten into little spats with the other girls because of it. Her cheerful personality shows in whatever room she's in.

You guys are talking about teachers and who gives the worse homework.

(3/3)

>[Sports] You don't know much, but she probably knows that.
>[Books] Cass might be up for some friendly conversation and might have some neat recommendations too.
>[Happy] Miki's always down for talking.
>>
Rolled 1 (1d3)

>>2229942
I'm going to randomly pick one
1 for [Sports]
2 for [Books]
3 for [Happy]
>>
>just realized all the girls are blonde

I either have a type, or Leo is the next Hitler.
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>>2229945
>>2229948
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>>2229945
>[Happy] Miki's always down for talking.
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>>2226962
21
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>>2229945
>[Books]
Ask Cass if she has any theories to explain ghost sightings.
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>>2229945
>[Books] Cass might be up for some friendly conversation.
The cutest and smartest.
>>
And we have a tie between Miki and Cass. Will write when tie is broke.
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>>2229945
>>[Happy] Miki's always down for talking.
>>
You chat up Miki.

"Hey Miki, anything interesting happen to you lately?"
"I can't really say much happened, but there was this nice couple from next door and they invited me and my family over for some cake."
"Really? Sounds fun."
"It really was, it was the best cake I've had in a while, homemade strawberry cheesecake! It was so home made that even the whipped cream and crust were homemade!"
"Really sounds super tasty, do you ever want to try making it at home or something like that?"
"Me? Cooking? No way, they didn't let me into Home Ec probably because they were afraid I'd burn the school down."
"Oh come now, you can't be that bad."
"I burnt cup ramen."
"What."
"I forgot to add water and just shoved it into the microwave."
"Oh dear, how about fruit? Do they decay at your slightest touch?"

She punches you lightly while laughing and the two of you giggle while talking about how she would ruin various types of food.

"Pie?"
"It would never set if I made it."

You two get so engrossed that you almost didn't notice that the bell was about ring. Quickly cramming your supplies into your respective bookbags you prepare to leave.

The bell rings.

>[Studious] Head to class right away.
>[Social] Meet up with another friend before class.
>[Rebellious] Play hooky, get some breakfast maybe.
>[Prepared] Get some water and head to the bathroom before class.
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>>2230005
>[Rebellious]
This is the only option haven't taken yet.
When is recess? Do we really have to go through the while day of classes?
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>>2230005
Time skip
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>>2230016
M8 it's the second class of the day. Unless you have block schedule, the days not even half over.

>>2230017
Not an option this time.
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>>2230005
>>[Social] Meet up with another friend before class.
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>>2230005
>>[Social] Meet up with another friend before class.
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>>2230005
>[Social] Meet up with another friend before class.
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>>2230019
How the fuck do you expect me to know your stupid made up school schedule. I was promised loli ghosts not some farmville teir school simulator.
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>>2230026
>>2230030
>>2230039

On the way to you meet up with Cass, who happens to have the next class with you. You guys chat about novels and whatnot on the way there, starting with authors of your respective personal liking and then moving on to which characters you think should have gotten together, IT was all very nerdy. You get to your class and it's Computer Science.

You don't have any work for this class, it's done already.

>[Chat] Talk with Cass a bit about random stuff.
>[Ghosts and Goblins] Talk about what happened to you recently.
>[Other] Write-in
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>>2230055
>[Ghosts and Goblins] Talk about what happened to you recently.
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>>2230055
>>[Ghosts and Goblins] Talk about what happened to you recently.
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>>2230055
Last post for the night, thought I could do another but I'm just too tired.
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>>2230055
>[The Dark Souls of NES Games] Talk about what happened to you recently.
>>
Run in 9 minutes.
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>>2230055
>>[Ghosts and Goblins] Talk about what happened to you recently.
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>>2230056
>>2230058
>>2230197
>>2231001

"Hey do you know anything about ghosts and stuff?"
"Not particularly. That's more Erika's thing. I've read a couple stories though."
"Can you tell me more?"
"Well, it's mostly robot stuff though, like whether random lines of code can produce protocol akin to a soul. Asimov stuff."
"How about normal paranormal stuff?"
"Not much, I'm afraid."
"Oh, I see..."
"Why'd you ask me?"

>[Flirt] "Cause you're cute."
>[Explain] "Kinda teased Erika a bit too much."
>[Available] "It came to mind and you were available to talk about it.
>[Other] Write-in
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>>2231032
>>[Explain] "Kinda teased Erika a bit too much."
>>
>>2231032
>[Flirt] "Cause you're cute."
Lets go for something unrelated to ghosts because we are autistic
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>>2231032
>[Explain] "Kinda teased Erika a bit too much."
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>>2231032
>"Kinda teased Erika a bit too much."
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>>2231032
>[Other] Write-in
>"Just want to know if it'd be a good idea to punch them."
>>
Writing.
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So to let those who didn't go to this type of school, there are six classes in a day, depending on what your third or fourth class is you get first or second lunch. First lunch gets to go to lunch right after third period, and the other goes after fourth.
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>>2231141
>[Other] Write-in.
Find Erika and apologize
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>>2231150
Gah, meant to right Erika for [Seeking].
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>>2231040
>>2231096
>>2231106

"I sorta teased her a bit too much and she's avoiding me now..."
"That's not good! You need to apologize!"
"I guess you're right..."
"Un!"

She looks very pleased with herself. She reminds you of a certain species of dog, all stoic and such but broadcasts all of their emotions in their tails. You heave a sigh, this is going to be a pain if she's going to avoid you. A glace over at Cass tells you she's not going to be helpful. If real people could do that sparkly-eyed anime trope you're sure that Cass's eyes would be like the sun.

As you formulate some sort of apology in your head the bell rings and everyone shuffles out towards lunch.

>[Seeking] Look for Erika actively.
>[Passive] Hope you meet up with her during lunch.
>[Hungry] Buy some school lunch.
>[Other] Write-in.
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>>2231158
>>[Hungry] Buy some school lunch.
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>>2231158
>>[Passive] Hope you meet up with her during lunch.

middle.
find her AND eat foods
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>>2231160
>[Seeking] Look for Erika actively.
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>>2231158
>[Passive] Hope you meet up with her during lunch.
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>>2231158
>[Seeking] Look for Erika actively.
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>>2231158
>[Seeking] Look for Erika actively.
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>>2231158
>[Hungry] Buy some school lunch.
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Writing.
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>>2231177
>>2231175
>>2231166
>>2231150

You figure Erika is probably going to be in one of the computer labs drooling over some spooky internet stories. The library is safest bet. You head up the stairs and enter the library and you find her strapped into one of the computers on some dark looking website. You can't exactly make out what's there though.

>[Blunt] Apologize immediately.
>[Small Talk] Make nice first before apologizing.
>[What Incident?] Act like nothing happened.
>[Nevermind] Maybe this was a bad idea... I should probably go.
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>>2231280
>>[Blunt] Apologize immediately.
>>
>>2231280
>[Blunt] Apologize immediately.
>>
>>2231280
>[Blunt] Apologize immediately.
>>
>>2231280
>>[What Incident?] Act like nothing happened.
>>
>[Blunt] Apologize immediately.
>>
When do we fuck up and end up with another Miranda.
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>>2231304
Go away nerd.
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>>2231313
I’m waiting for your edge to leak out
>>
Writing.
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>>2231286
>>2231292
>>2231295
>>2231298

You walk over to where Erika is sitting, and she almost doesn't see you. Almost. She starts shoving things into her bag. She's dressed in casual clothes now, armed with a backpack instead of a bag. You honestly have no idea how she does it.

"W-wait! I wanted to say I'm sorry about this morning."

She's shielding her face from your gaze but through the cracks you can see she's still blushing intensely. She's stopped running at least.

"Y-you didn't s-see it! Okay?"

>[Affirmative] "Alright, I didn't see it."
>[Negatory] "I said what I saw."
>[Action] Give her headpats.
>[Other] Write-in.
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>>2231356
>>[Affirmative] "Alright, I didn't see it."
>>
>>2231356
>[Action] Give her headpats.
headpats fix literally everything.
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>>2231356
>[Action] Give her headpats.
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>>2231356
>[Action] Give her headpats.
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>>2231356
>I can't change what I saw, but if it bothers you that much, I can try to forget that I did. I don't know why you feel so strongly about it though, you looked fine.
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>>2231356
>[Negatory] "I said what I saw."
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>>2231356
>[Action] Give her headpats.
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>>2231360
>>2231361
>>2231366

You give her a head pat, she still seems to be blushing, but she's not fighting it.

"You're awful."
"Yeah, yeah, I know."

Now what?

>[Spooky] Talk about the ghost?
>[Status Quo] Keep headpatting her.
>[Flirt] Capitalize on how cute she looks.
>[Other] Write-in.
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>>2231414
>[Spooky] Talk about the ghost?
so i woke up this morning and fisted a ghost loli.
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>>2231414
>[Spooky] Talk about the ghost?
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>>2231414
>Spooky] Talk about the ghost?
>[Status Quo] While headpatting her.
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>>2231414
>[Spooky] Talk about the ghost?
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>>2231414
>>[Spooky] Talk about the ghost?
>>
>>2231414
>[Spooky] Talk about the ghost?
>[Status Quo] Keep headpatting her.
Don't stop
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>>2231414
>[Spooky] Talk about the ghost?
>>
Writing.
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>>2231430
>>2231440
>>2231445
>>2231453
>>2231454
>>2231469
>>2231478

"I had something kinda ghostly happen to me this morning, actually..."

Your hand is still on her head, rubbing it softly.

"I woke up to an arm elbow deep inside of a little girl."

"What... I always knew you were a criminal... but... this..."

"I mean my arm was knee deep in her stomach. I couldn't feel her at all. Like I could see her, but like I couldn't interact with her."

"Huh... I think I might have an idea of what it is... what happened to her?"

"Well, I took a shower and she disappeared."

"I honestly think it was just a bout of sleep paralysis, a hallucination."

"Really?" It sure didn't feel like it.

"What'd she look like?"

"Uhh. I think she... had blonde hair... she was little... That's all really..."

Erika sighs.

"Well, let me know if you see her again, okay?"

"Sure."

>[Stay] [Other] You'll stay here with Erika, but what are we going to do on the bed?
>[Food] Lunch is almost over, but you might be able to get something.
>[Social] [Other] Meet up with someone, but who?
>[Other]
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>>2231556
>>[Food] Lunch is almost over, but you might be able to get something.
>>
>>2231556
>[Social] [Other] Meet up with someone, but who?
Meet up with your funny stoner buddy.
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>>2231556
>>[Food] Lunch is almost over, but you might be able to get something.
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>>2231556
>[Stay] [Other] You'll stay here with Erika, but what are we going to do on the bed?
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>>2231556
>[Stay] [Other] You'll stay here with Erika, but what are we going to do on the bed?
>>
Tie between Food and Stay, will write when broken.
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>>2231556
>[Stay] [Other] You'll stay here with Erika, but what are we going to do on the bed?
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>>2231631
>>2231617
>>2231615

What are we going to do on the bed? [I.E. What do you do?]
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>>2231638
huddle close together and tell more creepypasta stories
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>>2231646
That's a perfectly valid thing.
>>
So are we going with:
>Huddle close together and tell more creepypasta stories.
>>
Writing.
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>>2231646

You and Erika find a nice spot in the library lounge where there's a there sits a black leather loveseat. She pulls out her phone and flicks through a few things before telling you about a neat story about this witch doctor dude who kills those that he deems are "unclean". Her head bobs with every story and her eyes shine bright with vigor. You don't get every reference she makes, but you nod along.

Time passes and lunch ends.

>[Study] Go to class.
>[Ditch] Leave school early.
>[Timeskip] Self-explanatory.
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>>2231786
>>[Study] Go to class.
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>>2231786
>[Study] Go to class.
>>
writing.
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>>2231806
>>2231791

You head to English. The teacher is giving a lecture on "Gatsburg the Great". You've read it already, and seen the movie like twice. It's a good book, but the teacher... is just soo boring...

>[Sleep] Try to sleep through the class.
>[Listen] Try to bear this boring ass lecture.
>[Other] Write-in.
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>>2231852
>>[Sleep] Try to sleep through the class.
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>>2231852
>>[Other] Write-in.
Read the next chapters and start practicing them.
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>>2231852
>>[Other] Write-in.
Browse porn on your phone
>>
I came here to read loli ghost got school sucks simulator instead. Can we just skip school and go with loli ghost hijinks?
>>
Just to be clear, the time skip option just skips through school and classes.

You don't get to interact with your school mates as much, but you get to the Loli quicker.

Just wanted to be sure you guys knew that.
>>
>>2231978
This
>>
You figure that anything would be better than this. The first anything that comes to mind is some porn. You try to pull out your phone without the teacher noticing. He's one of those tryhard teachers that would probably castrate you if he found you using your phone.

Roll to use your phone without getting found out.
Best of three rolls to beat a 15.
>>
Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>2232172
>>
As long as no one rolls a nat 1, looks like you're good.

2 more rolls to go.
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Rolled 8 (1d20)

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Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>2232172
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Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>2232172
What- what the fuck did I walk in to?
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>>2232237

Anons want Leo to watch porn.

>>2232236
>>2232211
>>2232190

You slip the phone out easily enough, and on the usual site you watch as some buxom redhead gets reamed from all sides by a plethora of penises. Fluids and sweat fly everywhere. Her eyes roll back in ecstasy, as man after man finishes on her, coating her in a white sticky substance. She falls to the floor cum leaking out of her womanhood.

You look up to find class ending, the teacher wrapping up today's lesson. Some girls are chatting abouts. The bell's about to ring.

The bell rings. 2 more classes.

>[Study] Go to class.
>[Ditch] Leave school early.
>[Timeskip] Self-explanatory.
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>>2232273
>[Study] Go to class
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>>2232262
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>>2232273
>>[Ditch] Leave school early.
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>>2232273
>[Timeskip] Self-explanatory.
If anon are voting for porn, it might be a good idea to move on.
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>>2232273
>>[Ditch] Leave school early.
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>>2232273
Why the fuck are you idiots dragging this school scene out?

>[Timeskip] Self-explanatory.
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>>2232273
>>[Timeskip] Self-explanatory.
>>
Writing.
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The rest of the day passes by without a hitch. You met up with friends after school, before taking the bus back home. Erika gets on the bus, back in full goth loli glory, armed with a messenger bag, She sits next to you, and you feel her soft legs against yours again.

>[Tease] "You want to sit on my lap?"
>[Gentlemen] Scoot in closer to the side of the bus, sacrificing your comfort for hers.
>[Perv] Rub your legs against hers.
>[Nothing] Just sit there.
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>>2232378
>>[Nothing] Just sit there.
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>>2232378
>[Nothing] Nothing.
Nothing.
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>>2232378
>>[Nothing] Just sit there.
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>>2232378
>>[Nothing] Just sit there.
>>
Writing.
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>>2232378
You don't really do much, and the two of you sit there while you guys wait for the bus to start. Slowly people get on and the bus gets fuller and fuller. Soon enough it's time to go. The bus pulls out and you can see the heads of all the other students on the bus bob in response to the movement. You're sitting with Erika on the bust home.

>[Hurry] I don't care about this, skip to the loli already.
>[Chat] Shoot the breeze with Erika.
>[Relax] Listen to music or browse the net.
>[Other] Write-in.
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>>2232480
>>[Chat] Shoot the breeze with Erika.
Invite over to look for ghost girl.
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>>2232480
>>[Chat] Shoot the breeze with Erika.
>>
>>2232480
>>[Chat] Shoot the breeze with Erika.
>>
>>2232480
>[Chat] Shoot the breeze with Erika.
>>
>>2232480
>>[Chat] Shoot the breeze with Erika.

>>2232486
good idea
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>>2232480
>[other] write-in
Show her the porn you were watching earlier
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>>2232486
>>2232489
>>2232491
>>2232499
>>2232514

"You do anything interesting?"
"Not really, just did the usual of reading shitty internet stories."
"Oh? So you admit that they're shitty?"

She rolls her eyes at you.

"You want to come over to my house later?"
"Hmm? What for?"
"Want to see if my house is REALLY haunted?"
"I'm pretty sure you were seeing things, but why not. Let me call my mom first though."

Roll 1d20 to see if her mom lets her go. Hidden DC this time.
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Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>2232552
>>
Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>2232552
>>
Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>2232552
Actually the worst pickup line ever.
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Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>2232552
>>
Writing.
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>>2232574
>>2232566
>>2232557
>>2232556

"Mom said it's fine."

The bus grinds to a stop at well... the stop. You and Erika both head off towards your house. Your mom won't be back until much later, so it's just going to be you and Erika. Well, there's the possibility of a ghost as well.

You the two of you enter your room and find. Nothing. A couple shorts you left on the ground this morning while you were getting ready for school, but that's it.

>[Look] Examine the room a bit more closer for evidence of a spook. (Roll 1d20)
>[Chat] Spook or not, Erika's here now, we could talk about something.
>[Consume the souls of the innocent] You haven't eaten all day, maybe there's some food in the kitchen? (Roll 1d2)
>[Other] Write-in.
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>>2232617
>>[Look] Examine the room a bit more closer for evidence of a spook. (Roll 1d20)
>>
>>2232617
>>[Look] Examine the room a bit more closer for evidence of a spook. (Roll 1d20)
>>
Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>2232617
>>[Look] Examine the room a bit more closer for evidence of a spook. (Roll 1d20)
>>
>>2232617
>>[Look] Examine the room a bit more closer for evidence of a spook. (Roll 1d20)
>>
Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>2232631
>>
>>2232631
Ouch. Going to need another roll. Hope for a nat 20 guys.
>>
Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>2232617
thats what happens when you avoid food all day
>>
Rolled a 17 (1d20)
>>
>>2232649
HMMMMMMMMMMMM
>>2232653
Place
"dice+1d20"
Into options field, without quotation marks.
>>
>>2232649

Looks like we're going with 16, nice job Anon.

Writing.
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>>2232631
>>2232649
Really makes you think
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>>2232649
>>2232645
>>2232631

You're sure you saw the ghost loli in your room, you'd bet your lucky nickle on it! Well, if you had one that is. You stash the shorts in the laundry pile, start looking around the room. Erika helps too, looking behind cabinets and in small spaces where you don't fit. The two of you look around until you notice a foot from the underside of your bed.

>[Closer] Take a closer look at the foot.
>[Erika] Get Erika to get a look at it.
>[Nope] That's some spooky shit, and you're not about that life.
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>>2232684
>>[Erika] Get Erika to get a look at it.
Count our feet first, to make sure it isn't ours.
Then get spooked.
Then ask Erika to take a look while acting spooked.
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>>2232684
>>[Closer] Take a closer look at the foot.
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>>2232684
>>[Erika] Get Erika to get a look at it.
>>
>>2232693
This
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>>2232684
>[Closer] Take a closer look at the foot.

>invite girl to perform comprehensive search of room
>didn't find any porn
Hmm.
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>>2232700
>having physical porn

Hmmm.
>>
Writing.
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>>2232703
>restricting yourself to the minuscule fraction of doujins that actually get scanned and uploaded
I was more referring to anything generally embarrassing or incriminating. Porn was just the first specific example which came to mind.
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>>2232698
>>2232697
>>2232693

"Hey Erika, can you take a look at this? I think I saw something from under the bed."
"This better not be a prank."

Erika trudges over slowly and looks at where you're pointing, She looks confused and goes to pick up a grey sock.

"This?"
"No," You reply. "I'm talking about the human foot that's sticking out from under my bed."
"What foot?"

Erika doesn't seem to see the foot. That's strange.

>[Yourself] Look for yourself.
>[Swear] Push the issue, you're a 100% certain that you can see it.
>[Frozen] Just let it go.
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>>2232774
>>[Yourself] Look for yourself.
Grab foot.
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>>2232774
>>[Yourself] Look for yourself.
>>
>>2232774
>[Yourself] Look for yourself.
Hello, is anyone there?
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>>2232774
>>[Yourself] Look for yourself.
>>
>>2232774
>>[Yourself] Look for yourself.
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>>2232774
>[Yourself] Look for yourself.
>>
Writing.
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>>2232783
>>2232784
>>2232794
>>2232812
>>2232821

You peek under the bed and despite the darkness of the bed and your own shadow you can make out two pairs of hazel eyes staring back at you. A little pause of letting your eyes adjust to the darkness and you can see the little girl from this morning. She's staring at you holding what appears to be a doll.

Who is she? What's she doing under my bed? And a few more perfectly reasonable questions pass through your mind.

>Talk to the ghost girl.
>Tell Erika to look under the bed.
>Act like you didn't see the ghost girl.
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>>2232845
>>Talk to the ghost girl.
>>
>>2232845
>Talk to the ghost girl.
>>
>>2232845
>Talk to the ghost girl.
Hi! Who are you, what are you doing under my bed, and why can't my friend see you?
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>>2232845
>Tell Erika to look under the bed
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>>2232845
>>Talk to the ghost girl.
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>>2232849
>>2232850
>>2232851
>>2232852
>>2232853

"Uhhh. Hey there... Who are you? And what are you doing under my bed?"

She doesn't seem to react save for hugging her doll a little more. From behind, you can hear Erika shuffling about.

Now what. You're stomach grumbles something fierce.

>Eat. Something. Anything.
>Google should help.
>Erika might know something.
>Write-in.
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>>2232883
>Eat. Something. Anything.
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>>2232883
>Erika might know something.
>Eat. Something. Anything.
Ask her to have a look one more time just to be sure it's only us seeing this, while we grab a quick bite.

>Write-in.
Snap a picture of the girl on our phone. Might be she's visible there. Or invisible. Either way.
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>>2232883
>Erika might know something
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>>2232883
>>Erika might know something.
>>
Writing.
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>>2232895
>>2232900
>>2232906

You ask Erika if she knows what's happening.

"You're asking me? I dunno, I mean it could be a residual ghosting, maybe you've awakened to your powers as a medium, maybe you're just going crazy, there are so many explanations and I don't know which one's true..."

She sighs.

"I think I'm going to go home..."

>"Wait! Don't go!"
>"Alright..."
>"Do you want something to eat first?"
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>>2232959
>>"Do you want something to eat first?"
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>>2232959
>"Do you want something to eat first?"
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>>2232959
>"Do you want something to eat first?"
Smooth moves
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>>2232959
>"Do you want something to eat first?"
Hope we know how to cook
>>
Writing.
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>>2232961
>>2232963
>>2232965
>>2232966

You look inside of the kitchen wondering what you could make. Inside the fridge is some cheese, butter, mayo, and some cuts of beef.


> Grilled Cheese (Low DC)
> Fancy Sandwich (Med DC)
> A Steak Meal (High DC)
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>>2232986
>A Steak Meal (High DC)
GO BIG OR GO

wait we're already home

GO BIG ANYWAY
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>>2232986
>> Grilled Cheese (Low DC)
Grilled Cheese is nice
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>>2232986
> Fancy Sandwich (Med DC)
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>>2232986
> A Steak Meal (High DC)
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>>2232986
> Fancy Sandwich (Med DC)
Cmon, can't screw a sandwich up.
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>>2232986
> Fancy Sandwich (Med DC)
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> Fancy Sandwich (Med DC)

Writing.
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Wait a second, you guys didn't roll.

I'll need a 1d20, beat a 10.
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Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>2233011
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Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>2233011
I'MMA SHARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRK!
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Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>2233011
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Boy I hope this quest turns into ghost stories.
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>>2233012
>>2233013
>>2233015

You make some buttered toast, searing the meat in the skillet, afterwards you slice the meats into small thin slices, topping it with tomatoes, lettuce, and a healthy smear of mayo. Looks pretty decent if you say so yourself.

You offer one to Erika and the two of dig in. You make light small talk over lunch and finish quickly. You wash the dishes and Erika gets ready to leave. She thanks you for the meal and blows you a kiss before heading off.

You’re now at home alone save for a ghost that might be invisible to everyone but you.

>Try talking to the ghost again.
>Browse the Internet.
>Watch TV.
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>>2233041
>>Try talking to the ghost again.
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>>2233041
>Try talking to the ghost again.
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>>2233041
>Browse the Internet.

For finding the most efficient way to talk to >>Try talking to the ghost again.
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>>2233041
>Try talking to the ghost again.
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Writing.
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>>2233043
>>2233046
>>2233052

You try to talk to her again, this time you use less of an interergatory voice and use a more soothing one.

“It’s okay, you can come out.”

She looks at you cautiously, she reaches out a hand towards you before something catches her attention and she pulls it back.

From behind you a stack of papers fall. You get up from the ground to pick them up. Must have been the wind you assume. A shiver spreads and you look at the closed window. Brrr.

>Kill time.
>Do research.
>Talk to the ghost.
>Sleep.
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>>2233065
>talk to the ghost

"Ok Miss, maybe I was a bit rude earlier and I'm sorry for that. My name is [whatever the hell our name is], what's your's?"
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>>2233065
>Talk to the ghost.
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>>2233065
>Talk to the ghost.
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>>2233065
>Do research.

just gotta google "how to talk to autistic ghost lolis"
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>>2233065
>Do research
Post your situation on the /x/ board.
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Writing.
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>>2233453
holy shit my sides.
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>>2233453
well shit good one anon....my fucking sides are gone.
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>>2233072
>>2233074
>>2233090

You look back under the bed and find the Loli curled up.

"Hello?" You call out.

The ghost blinks at you.

"I'm sorry for bothering you..." She shakes her head.

She doesn't seem to be scared or bothered by you. However, at the same time, she probably won't be leaving anytime soon. You heave a sigh and get up. As you do, you hear a crash come from the kitchen.

>Investigate the kitchen.
>Stay here.
>Fucking leave.
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>>2234460
>>Investigate the kitchen.

I swear to fuck if there's a violent ghost here scaring the loli were gonna channel the ghost puncher and get them the fuck out.
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>>2234460
>>Investigate the kitchen.
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>>2234460
>>Investigate the kitchen.
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Writing
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>>2234478
>>2234507
>>2234556

Beams if light float through the kitchen, let in by the gaps in the blinds. The house is completely still, no life save for the creak of your footsteps.

A quick glance tells you there's nothing wrong with the kitchen, however, a closer inspection reveals that there's been a glass that's been dropped littering the ground with transparent shrapnel.

How odd.

>Shout at any possible ghosts.
>Clean up the glass.
>Just leave it there.
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>>2234720
>Clean up the glass.
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>>2234720
>>Shout at any possible ghosts.
>>Clean up the glass.
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>>2234720
>>Shout at any possible ghosts.
>>Clean up the glass.
Listen here mother fucker I am going to go get a shovel and beat the undeath out of you. Fucking ghosts don't breach the NAP REEEEEE.
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>>2234735
This
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Writing
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>>2234757
>>2234735
>>2234726
>>2234722

You pull out a broom and dustpan, sweeping up all the shards and shrapnel. Feeling rather resentful of what's probably a ghost you feel the urge to shout at it.

"God damned ghost, breaking my cups. If I find you, I'm going to dig up your corpse and use it as a God damned hood ornaments."

In response to your goading, a whole shelf of glass drops to the floor, a couple splinters jabbing you in the leg.

>Shit, time to go.
>Check up on the Loli.
>More shouting.
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>>2235686
>>More shouting.
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>>2235686
>Check up on the Loli.
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>>2235686
>More angrier shouting.
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>>2235686
>Check up on the Loli.
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>>2235686
>>More shouting.
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>>2235686
>>More shouting.
And possible masturbation.
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>>2235686
>more shouting
Ya. Real mature ass.
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>>2235686
>More shouting.
>More punching
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>tfw its ghost milf that is looking for our ghost loli
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>>2236394
She can get her own loli, back off.
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Writing
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>>2235698
>>2235732
>>2235847
>>2235914
>>2235940
>>2236143

For some reason, perhaps it was the fact that that cup was a collectable, the shelf was expensive, or the fact that this ghost was in your house, that you live in, and is destroying your stuff fills you with seething rage. You bet it's probably the last one

"YOU THINK IM SCARED OF YOU? YOU BITCH ASS TRANSPARENT KEK? THAT I WON'T FIND OUT WHO YOU ARE AND JIZZ ALL OVER YOUR ROTTING CORPSE LIKE A FUCKING CUMRAG? MOTHERFUCKER, I LIVE HERE. NOT YOU."

The glasses stop falling. You feel fear. You can almost smell it in the air. The air is energized with sheer terror.

>Roar like the proud lion you are.
>Apologize.
>Loli.

[Cleaning is implyed this time]
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>>2237851
OP is always getting new post IDs
SpOoOoKy
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>>2237857
>Roar like the proud lion you are.
>Ghost fear achieved
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>>2237857
If
>Loli.
then
>Apologize.
else
>Roar like the proud lion you are.

... in other words, check up on loli, then we'll see from there.
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>>2237857
>>Roar like the proud lion you are.
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>>2237864
Supporting
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>>2237864
Supporting this
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>>2237857
>Roar like the proud lion you are.

I'm going to have to go with the most autistic action here
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>>2237857
>>Roar like the proud lion you are.
>>
Writing.
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>>2237863
>>2237881
>>2239689
>>2240836

You drag out a mighty roar from your bowels. However, along with the cold shivering fear that you enjoyed, you feel something else as well. It’s raw anger. It’s mad. Very mad. So mad. It’s angry at you. At first you thought it was the first spirit, but it’s different. Like a mother cub protecting its offspring, this ghost is eager to tear into you.
>Time to go!
>Get the Loli, assuming she’s not behind this.
>Confront it.
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>>2246093
Called it....it's the milf who wants our loli
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>>2246093
>>Confront it.
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>>2246093
>Get the Loli, assuming she’s not behind this.
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>>2246093
>>Confront it.
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>>2246093
>>Confront it.
>>
Writing.
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>>2246186
>>2246330
>>2246408

"What do you want?" You snarl at the antagonistic presence.

Drawers fly open and cutlery starts pouring out in a sea of silver water. The curtains are open but the air is filled with a black miasma. A knife embeds itself in your shoulder knocking you two the ground.

Your vision flickers. Their air is stale, the room looks old. This isn't your house. It's like your house but it is far too old.

Your eyes squint in pain and you blink. Your house is back.

Tendrils of darkness eat away at your peripherals and you can feel your vision fade.

"Please stop this!" You hear a young girl call.

And everything goes black.

It's so warm in the black. Comfortable.

>Wake.
>Sleep.
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>>2246525
>>Wake.
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>>2246525
>>Wake.
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>>2246525
>Wake.
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Things look slow, som I’m going to wait until morning to post.
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>>2246525
>>Wake.
Then get a vaccume and Luigi mansion this.
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>>2247675
All of this
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>>2246525
>Sleep
Nigga fuck ghosts, this is your house.
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>>2246525
>Sleep.
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>wake




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