>>3450226
I want to exchange vows with Rose!

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>>3450226
FIRST FOR WEDDING BELLS

VIVIAN STILL BEST

FIRST FOR BREAKING THE CURSE

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Here's the current pairings table.

I also made a list noting how many episodes it's been since each haremite was featured in a lewd.

Rose: 1
Rose2: 1
Cerise: 2
Alex: 2
Galatea: 3
Amber: 3
Renee: 3
Charlotte: 3
Kay: 4
Makoto: 4
Whitney: 5
Vivian: 5
Noelle: 5
Sable: 16
Mom: -

I want Rose2 to get a happy ending! I really, really do!

>>3450238
Thank you Stats Anon

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Also, happy birthday to the Smartest Girl in the Universe!

>>3450238

I think I'm drawing a blank, when did we have a solo scene with Alex?

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"Thank you, Damon, for picking us up."

"Aye."

Vivian steps into the limo's spacious backseat, lifting her dress to give her feet clearance, and Cerise follows. Drawing the plexiglass privacy window shut, the curtains too, Vivian turns to Cerise and says: "I am giving you three hours. And not a single second longer."

"Sable Guiteau is alive. She is plotting against this company. And--"

"That hardly comes as a surprise. Next I suppose you will tell me that Alabaster Soliloquy is intimately involved."

"Yes. Vivian, I made such a terrible mistake of judgment with Alabaster. He is a madman. A reckless, sadistic pervert -- a myopic, unstable -- for heaven's sake, he's involved in an incestuous relationship with his own sister!"

Vivian frowns. She appears totally unmoved by such a sordid revelation.

David continues. "He cannot be relied upon. Nor Whitney, I'm sorry to report, until we can isolate her from his influence. If left unchecked, he will be the death knell of our family legacy."

"Why do you suppose that matters to me?" Vivian asks, cocking her head.

He stammers. "Because this company... because, for all these years..." But David trails off. He can't even bring himself to contemplate that Vivian wouldn't want to save the family business.

>>3450258
We didn't, that's why it isn't filled in

>>3450264
>Damon
guhhhh

>>3450264
>"Why do you suppose that matters to me?" Vivian asks, cocking her head.
blown the fuck out

>>3450264
>"Yes. Vivian, I made such a terrible mistake of judgment with Alabaster. He is a madman. A reckless, sadistic pervert -- a myopic, unstable -- for heaven's sake, he's involved in an incestuous relationship with his own sister!"
>Vivian frowns. She appears totally unmoved by such a sordid revelation.
Who's gonna tell him?

>>3450264
>For heaven's sake, he's involved in an incestuous relationship with his own sister!
Ohhh David, you really don't know your daughter, do you

>>3450264
Loots like we can stop here, Darkbloom was already destroyed.

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"Alabaster Soliloquy is a madman. Is he madder than someone who performs medical experiments on young children?"

David scowls. "Vivian. Be reasonable. I never--"

"Shall we alert our security detail to help us locate Sable Guiteau?" Vivian asks.

"No -- no! We must do this in secret. There is no telling who might be compromised. Between Sable, and Alabaster, and your mother -- we are hedged in by enemies on all sides. Vivian... you are the only person I can trust. I beg of you, please help me."

"Why do you trust me?" Vivian asks him.

"I -- I have to. I have to trust you. You're the only thing I have left in this godforsaken world. If I cannot even trust you..."

"Spare me the melodramatic self-pity," Vivian tells him. "What would you have me do? How shall we stain our hands with blood today, father?"

"What comes next will not be on your head. You need not do a thing. But as for me -- I must kill Sable Guiteau. And Mara. You understand, of course. They are not merely threats to our company, and our legacy, but also to this young man Alabaster who you are so suicidally attracted to."

"Killing people comes as naturally to you as breathing, it seems."

David has no response.

"Did you murder Alabaster Soliloquy's parents?" Vivian asks.

David has no response to this, either.

"Your silence speaks volumes," Vivian says.

"I regret my choices bitterly," David replies. "I was also myopic... I was also mad... I want to make things right."

"There can be no making it right," Vivian says.

"At least I can make you safe, then -- the man you love, too. And once it's over, I suppose you will want to get in touch again with Gustav, and have me removed from Cerise's head. My life will be in your hands at that point, Vivian."

"In other words, I would be free to do what Alabaster Soliloquy failed to, and destroy you."

"You could do that... I would not blame you." He pauses, and then: "But I should at least give you a full understanding of what it is, exactly, I've let loose upon the world."

"Sand Reckoner?"

"Have you ever heard the name Albert Stubblebine?" David asks.

Season 2 OP (B): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gYG_4vJ4qNA

>>3450264
>"I've done your wife. I've done your mistress. I've done both your daughters. I've done YOU, technically. Maybe soon enough I'll get around to Mara and finally complete Darkbloom Bingo."

>>3450284
Good lord, David.

Well at least we know we can still trust Vivian.

>>3450293
We always could. Anyone who suspected otherwise was a fool.

>>3450284
>"Did you murder Alabaster Soliloquy's parents?" Vivian asks.
>David has no response to this, either.

Well.

I guess the only question left is why.

>>3450284
Absolutely Blown The Fuck Out

>>3450284
>"What comes next will not be on your head. You need not do a thing. But as for me -- I must kill Sable Guiteau. And Mara.
Well, He can kill Mara all day in every lifetime, but do we let him get Sable?

>>3450284
>"I regret my choices bitterly," David replies. "I was also myopic... I was also mad... I want to make things right."
Holy shit, I'm so happy. David apologists on fucking suicide watch

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You take the elevator down to Rose's office, hoping that you can intercept her before she has a chance to speak with Saul.

When you get there, Rose is at the window, staring out, her expression like that of a shell-shocked soldier just back from the trenches. She tenses when you come in, but doesn't acknowledge your presence -- just keeps watching the quad below.

She definitely knows already.

You wait awkwardly for a brief moment, trying to think of what to say. Your lips part and close several times but no words come out. Finally, you find the wherewithal to begin: "I didn't--"

Rose turns quickly, snapping to, standing straight. She cuts you off: "Fuck what Whitney says. We need to find Cerise."

You blink, and then nod. "Right," you agree. First things are first, of course. You can figure out the future of the Soliloquy family once every Soliloquy is safe again.

"Where would Darkbloom have gone?" Rose asks.

"If you're right, then he was awake at least as far back as yesterday afternoon. He would have heard us talking with Sable. So I guess he would want to find her. Either her or Mara. Or..." you gulp. "Or us."

Rose rubs her chin. "Sable first," she says. "She's the one who's the biggest direct threat to the things he values. If there's one fact I've learned about David Darkbloom, it's that he tackles things as efficiently and logically as possible..."

"How the hell are we going to find her? Or Cerise for that matter?"

"Alex would be our best lead. Err. Pardon the pun."

She's right. "I'll go talk to him," you say, and turn to hurry out. But Rose stops you.

"Alabaster--" she says anxiously. You glance back and lock eyes with her. She fiddles with the buttons of her blouse. "We... should talk later," she finishes.

You take your exit, and let that hang in the air.

>>3450307
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

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>>3450307
YES

>>3450307
Rose is cute. Cute!

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>>3450245
Don't worry anon she'll be flower girl at our and the true Rose's wedding

What more could she ask for?

>>3450307
yis

Rose is the absolute best and I'm gonna be devastated if these death flags turn out.

>>3450331
You shut your cunt of a mouth anon.

If she dies, we die too.

>>3450331
If she dies, EVERYBODY dies

>>3450337
This, any of /ourgirls/ die and we go on a full scorched-earth rampage.

>>3450337
Nah, you're thinking of Cerise. She's the one running the simulation.

>>3450346
>Implying it's not actually Makoto

>>3450284
P S Y C H I C W A R F A R E

Seriously, what's up with Damon though?

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https://pastebin.com/Kpsu8GXQ

>>3450358
!

>>3450358
Oh.
Oh my.

>>3450358
Well that's a thing

>>3450358
...Alex is about to die, isn't he. That felt like a "cap" to all of his lewd scenes so far. I feel uneasy.

Is fucking Darkbloom out of Cerise a viable strategy? Just traumatizing him so much that he can’t help losing control of her? Why am I asking when there is only one way to find out? Time for science!

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Whitney and Makoto get themselves presentable again. On her way out, Whitney winks, and whispers to you: "That was fun. I figure you'll probably want to go looking for Cerise, huh? Maybe he'll be more willing to help you, now..."

She's smarter than she seems sometimes.

She kisses you. You're a bit upset at her right now for how cavalier she's been about Cerise's disappearance, but the softness of her lips is difficult to resist.

She steps back. "I have a meeting to get to," she says. "You can sit in if you want, of course. That cunt Mara's gonna be there... could get ugly."

Whitney goes. Alone with Alex again, he's still a bit worse for the wear. You're fine with that -- and you're especially fine watching him, still naked, your seed still leaking out of him, as he licks up the mess you all made on the tile floor. So submissive when you apply a little force. And Whitney is right: this is the perfect time to broach the topic.

You get him upright, on weak and wobbly legs, and sit him down in a wheeled office chair. He's flushed and swooning.

"I need to speak with Sable," you tell him. "Where is she?"

"...Sable...?" He murmurs. "Why?"

"What the hell do you mean, 'why'? I have about a billion questions for her, that's why. Your girl Friday hasn't been exactly forthcoming, has she. I need some answers if I'm going to take part in -- whatever the hell it is she's cooking up."

"I don't know where she is..." he says, back of his palm to his forehead. He's still basking in the afterglow. But you need his head in the game here.

"Liar," you accuse.

"I'm not lying, Ally!" He's suddenly much more lucid, and his eyes are full of recrimination. "I -- never mind. If you want to arrange a meeting..." he leans forward, gropes for his crumpled jeans where they lie on the floor. "I can text her. Usually she can make it within an hour or two of contact."

He begins to type up a text to Sable.

[ ] Demand that you'll see Sable alone.
[ ] Let Alex play it his way.

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>>3450358

Thank god we managed to save him from those deviants.

>>3450384
>[X] Let Alex play it his way.

>>3450384
>[x] Let Alex play it his way.

We are doing this to save her, after all. Amongst other things.

>>3450384
>[ ] Let Alex play it his way.

>>3450384
>[x] Let Alex play it his way.

>>3450384
>[x] Let Alex play it his way.
Leaving us alone with Sable is bad news.

>>3450384
>[x] Let Alex play it his way.

>>3450384
>[X] Let Alex play it his way.

>>3450384
>[ ] Demand that you'll see Sable alone.
Just because he’s going to get us killed by gangbangers by sheer proximity at this point.

>>3450384
>[x] Demand that you'll see Sable alone.

>>3450384
>[ ] Let Alex play it his way.
Considering he's the reason shy she hasn't killed us yet I don't see why we wouldn't

>>3450384
>[X] Let Alex play it his way.

>>3450397
Oh come on, we'd only rape the info out of her.
>>3450384
>[x] Let Alex play it his way.

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>[X] Let Alex play it his way

After a few moments, Alex glances up from the screen. "She'll be at the Rutabaga Cafe on Middlefield... 8 PM."

You nod. You consider telling him that there might be an unwanted guest, or two, but you decide against it.

Unexpectedly, Dr. Carte rounds the corner and enters the small lab. She quickly appraises the scene -- the wet mess on the floor, you and Alex both still naked.

"I always miss all the fun," she grouses.

You begin to get dressed again. You're still angry at her -- especially as she lights up a cigarette in your vicinity. It stinks.

"What are you doing here?" You demand.

"I'm a faithful employee," Dr. Carte avers. "Attached to the Diogenes project."

"I need Ms. Carte's input on how to make her implant design more easily mass-produced," Alex explains. "She's critical to our success..."

"Of course, the job comes with its perks, too," Dr. Carte says. She pokes Alex in his side, and he jolts.

"H-hey," he whines. "Don't just poke me without any--"

"Shut it!" Dr. Carte booms.

Alex shuts it. As always, he's easily bossed around by an even halfway dominant woman.

Dr. Carte lays a hand on your shoulder and leans in close. "I'm..." she murmurs, "I'm so sorry about what happened."

"Forget it," you say gruffly.

"Any leads?" She asks hopefully.

[ ] Invite her along to the meeting with Sable.
[ ] Don't tell her.

>>3450435
>[x] Invite her along to the meeting with Sable.

>>3450435
[X] Invite her along to the meeting with Sable.

>>3450435
>[x] Invite her along to the meeting with Sable.

>>3450435
>[x] Invite her along to the meeting with Sable.

>>3450435
>[X] Invite her along for the meeting with Sable.

>>3450435
>[x] Invite her along to the meeting with Sable.

>>3450435
>[ ] Invite her along to the meeting with Sable.

>>3450435
>[x] Invite her along to the meeting with Sable.
Is there any reason not to?

>>3450435
>[x] Invite her along to the meeting with Sable.

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>>3450435
>[ ] Invite her along to the meeting with Sable.

Hopefully two Sofia Sant-Elizabeths from different timelines meeting won't cause them to mutually annihilate.

Anyone else get the feeling that the Rutabaga Cafe won't survive the episode?

Has news of the explosion at the Server Farm come out yet?

>>3450463
It won't be a problem if they have D4C

What's your sin tonight, /fq/-tachi?

Joker is fun, but I need other things to do. And I expect too many HAPPENINGS this episode to have too much time for anime.

>>3450435
>[ ] Invite her along to the meeting with Sable.
>>3450499
Wanting to kill myself in CoH2 as always.

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>[x] Invite her along to the meeting with Sable.

"I'm meeting Sable Guiteau at 8 PM tonight," you tell her.

"Ally--" Alex begins, upset, but you shush him.

"You said Dr. Carte is critical to this project, right? Well then, she deserves to be in the loop as much as anyone."

Alex shakes his head. He might be kinky in the bedroom, but he doesn't like not being in control where it counts.

"I'll be there," Dr. Carte tells you.

You whisper: "Darkbloom might be there too. And Vivian."

Dr. Carte's eyes shimmer. "Then I'll definitely be there," she says.

>>3450499
I should do homework but instead I'm splatfest...

>>3450502
Why aren't we telling this to Alex? ffs Alabaster

>>3450502
That's... a worrisome reaction.

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The executive board meeting doesn't actually start for another 20 minutes -- so even if you're going to go, you've got some time to do something else. You need to speak with Saul.

It being not long after lunch, you know precisely where to find him: the employee gym. You scope it out from the safety of the employee cafeteria, first -- watching in through the tall glass walls that separate the eaters from the exercisers. Yep, Saul is there all right -- in a plain white tee and nylon shorts, working out, his usual routine. He's at an exercise machine doing bench presses. You read off where he has the pin in the weight stack: 250 lbs. You're not sure, but that's probably impressive. He does work out religiously.

However, between sets, wiping his forehead with a small towel, he takes notice of a woman doing some sort of cardiovascular balance exercises on a giant, striated, inflatable grey ball.

Saul stands now, goes over, and strikes up a conversation. The woman smiles brightly and allows Saul to touch her -- one hand on her shoulder, another on her taut butt accentuated by form-fitting yoga pants. He's helping her with her form, of course. Nothing lurid or sexual about that... yeah, right.

Saul has a type, it seems. And you respect the hell out of his taste. The woman whose form he's helping on her balance ball is a MILFy little piece with nice thick thighs and an hourglass shape, not fat, but definitely no question about her ability to bear a child...

You shudder. If you had seen this a few weeks ago, you would have simply assumed that Saul is being his usual solicitous, gregarious, type-A self and just helping out another gym rat. After your encounter with Charlotte, of course, you know the truth. She wasn't lying; she's not the only one to stray from the vows of marriage. You can swear you see Saul's hand give that woman's ass a little squeeze.

>>3450513
This board meeting is gong to be a lot less fun than the others.

Also god damn, what a chad Saul is.

>>3450502
>You whisper: "Darkbloom might be there too. And Vivian."
>Dr. Carte's eyes shimmer. "Then I'll definitely be there," she says.
Hmmm

>>3450513
Christ Saul and Ally are alike, no wonder they don't get along.

>>3450470
At this point, Alabaster should just have it leveled.
>>3450513
What an absolute fucking beast. I hope he gets his day in court on this Third Amendment shtick.

>>3450534
>I hope he gets his day in court on this Third Amendment shtick.
Didn't he already do that?

>>3450513
Anyone think we should tell Whitney that we're going to destroy her company?

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When Saul moves on to the treadmills for a little wind-down, you decide to go in too. You feel awkward in gym clothes, but you're trying to play it nonchalant -- just a fellow exerciser happening to bump in to him during your routine.

Quickly, and feeling self-conscious, you walk up to the treadmill next to Saul's. You get on and fiddle with the front panel. You don't do this often -- as in ever -- and you realize right away that these machines are much more complicated than you guessed. Saul, maintaining a nice cruising pace of 8 MPH with his fists pumping in time to his jogging feet, glances over at you, wryly, but says nothing.

You startle when the treads come to life, and start jogging to keep up. But it's hopeless: you're quickly outpaced by the machine. You grab onto the side rails for dear life, still kicking your feet madly, but too late. You fall ass over elbow and get ejected off the treadmill in a moment of pure slapstick. You hope no one saw.

You hear Saul's machine slow to a stop and beep when it turns off. He steps down and helps you to your feet. You dust yourself off, ashamed, unable to meet his eyes.

"I see you heard the good news," he says.

You grumble.

"I've got one for you," he says. "You know, they say the shortest complete sentence in the English language is 'I am.' And you know what the longest sentence is? 'I do'! Haha. That's a joke. Learn to laugh a little."

You finally look up at him. "Are you really... okay with me marrying your daughter?"

"Oh my god. Oh Jesus, no. Hell, no." He puts his hands on his hips. "Beyond the fact that you're cousins--"

"Once--"

"I will punch you in the jaw. You will be eating liquid food through a straw for the next three months. I swear to all that's holy, Alabaster."

You shut up.

"Beyond the fact that you're cousins... I don't approve of you anyway. If you want to know the honest truth, you've been a horrible influence on my girl and led her down a path of violence, greed, and perversion. Taking you into my home was the worst mistake of my life."

That sounds more like the Saul you know. You nod. "So why are you doing this?"

"A, because there's no other way. B, because despite how I feel about you, Rose loves you. You're the one and only thing I've never been able to convince her about. So, congratulations. She's her mother's daughter after all."

"She's not going to agree -- I don't want to get -- Jesus fuck, Saul. You could have asked first."

He chuckles. "Yeah, sure. You and Rose, oil and water, definitely nothing there. It's a marriage purely for show, of course..." He tilts his head. "Shouldn't you be discussing this with her, though?"

He nods towards the windows that look in on the cafeteria. You feel a jolt of panic, turn, and glance over. A flash of yellow hair disappearing around a corner and out the doors is all you glimpse. Rose was spying, of course... so naturally that means she saw your little incident on the treadmill. Great.

>>3450545
H e h.

>>3450545
What a callback. Alabaster's a fatty.

>>3450545
I wonder if Rose has ever spied on her dad getting it on with women other than her mother.

>>3450545
>"I've got one for you," he says. "You know, they say the shortest complete sentence in the English language is 'I am.' And you know what the longest sentence is? 'I do'! Haha. That's a joke. Learn to laugh a little."
Kek

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>>3450545

"I've fallen off the treadmill for you!"

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You grab a slice of pizza from the canteen on your way back down to the lockers to get dressed in your work clothes again. Naturally, Rose intercepts you in the stairwell. How does she always find you? You don't even have your phone on you right now.

"Do you ever get tired of stalking me?" You ask.

"No. How did it go with Alex?"

"It went. I'm meeting Sable at 8. Rutabaga Cafe. If Darkbloom somehow manages to find her, I'll be with her from that point forward."

"Naturally, I'll come too."

"Naturally. I guess you won't wait for me to invite you --"

"No. Is that barbecue chicken?" She reaches out and grabs your pizza from you before you have a chance to stop her. She takes a couple bites. Then she hands it back as if she's doing you a favor.

"Don't start taking liberties, Rose. Nothing's changed."

She swallows. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Uh huh." You eat your pizza sullenly.

"Whitney's meeting with the board. So here's something I actually will defer to you on. Are you going too, or should one of us go to the Rutabaga Cafe?"

[ ] Go to the board meeting together.
[ ] Send Rose to the meeting, head directly to the cafe.
[ ] Go to the meeting, send Rose to the cafe.

>>3450587
>[x] Go to the meeting, send Rose to the cafe.

>>3450587
>[x] Send Rose to the meeting, head directly to the cafe.
r e a d y - t o - d i e

>>3450587
>[X] Send Rose to the meeting, head directly to the cafe.
do
it

>>3450587
>[x] Go to the board meeting together.

This vote terrifies me.

It is now the midnight of April 21st, 2019. The most important 421 of all.

>>3450587
>[x] Send Rose to the meeting, head directly to the cafe.

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IT'S HERE

>>3450587
>[X] Send Rose to the meeting, head directly to the cafe.

>>3450587
>[X] Send Rose to the meeting, head directly to the cafe.

>>3450587
>[x] Send Rose to the meeting, head directly to the cafe.
I trust our wife- I mean Rose to handle the meeting on her own

>>3450587
>[ ] Go to the board meeting together.
Splitting up seems potentially bad.

>>3450587
>[ ] Go to the board meeting together.

>>3450587
>[x] Send Rose to the meeting, head directly to the cafe.

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And of course, Happy Birthday to the other Darkbloom sister!

>>3450587
>[ ] Go to the board meeting together.

>>3450587
>[ ] Send Rose to the meeting, head directly to the cafe.
W O R R Y

>>3450587
>[ ] Send Rose to the meeting, head directly to the cafe.

>[x] Send Rose to the meeting, head directly to the cafe.

Closing and writing.

>>3450587
>[ ] Send Rose to the meeting, head directly to the cafe.

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>>3450616
You never wished happy birthday to a certain someone else

>>3450635
Hopefully she can protect Alex from whatever Tyrus tries to pull.

>>3450637
That's because it can't possibly be her real birthday!

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>>3450637
I want to give Amber an extra special birthday present!

>>3450641
Why do you say that?

>>3450648
A antique Nazi uniform?

>>3450651
If Amber is Camelia, she's not 17 years old!

>>3450658
Why not?

>>3450651
You can't give a girl who's not real a birthday that is.

>>3450655
I want to put a baby in Amber. She's 18 now. She is legal in all states, nations, and realities.

>>3450648
Don't think I don't see that nipple

>>3450665
Did you forget the video we saw of her receiving Catachresis?

>>3450672
delet this

>>3450587
Send rose to the meeting, go to the cafe

>>3450680
Damn little late but whatever.

>>3450678
I never objected to it

>>3450673
Nazi communists are too cool to follow the rules of time anon

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>[x] Send Rose to the meeting, head directly to the cafe.

The trappings of this cutesy little cafe are anything but nostalgic. Just the unique aroma of their specialty coffee being brewed is enough to make you queasy with the memory of how it all began -- a meeting with Camelia that marked the beginning of your life's rapid descent into mayhem.

You check the time: you're a couple hours early. But it's best to catch Sable early than to get here too late. She's going to be here for sure, so maybe she'll arrive sooner than scheduled, too; and if Darkbloom is going after her, it's best to maximize your odds of intercepting him.

You're so mad at Vivian that you can hardly put it into words. The more you think about it, the worse the betrayal stings. You know you'll never trust her again.

The steel of one of Rose's pistols is cool against your skin, tucked into your waistband and concealed by your shirt. Hopefully you don't need to use it.

You jostle your legs and down cup after cup of coffee, anxious. They were right: the waiting is the hardest part. Patrons come and go, the sun begins to droop in the sky, and still you wait. After a while you begin to worry that you made a mistake not being present at the board meeting. The silence from both Whitney and Rose is deafening. You could easily picture Mara staging something terrible in a moment of retributive rage.

"Early..."

You look up. Wearing a hood and big square sunglasses, but unmistakable anyway, is Sable.

She sits across from you.

"I'll cut to the chase," you say. "You're in danger. Someone wants to kill you."

"Many people want to kill me, Alabaster. At this point, I'm accustomed to it."

"Well, one of them might be closer to it than the others. David Darkbloom is after you."

"David Darkbloom is dead."

You rest your cheek on your fist. "No, he isn't. But that doesn't surprise you, does it?"

Sable is inscrutable behind her ridiculous domestic-terrorist cosplay.

>>3450710
And here we go

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"Partly thanks to your work," you explain, "David Darkbloom lives on inside my sister."

"It isn't David Darkbloom," Sable says. "It's some reconstruction of his consciousness... an echo... like the ripples in a pond after you drop a rock in. David Darkbloom is dead."

"Well whatever it is, it sure as hell acts a lot like him. And so it considers you enemy #1. He heard you talking to us yesterday -- and I'm sure he's not happy."

"Just don't go taking after his strange ideas," Sable says.

"His strange ideas? You're one to talk."

"What I mean to say is -- the map is not the territory. Sand Reckoner can change, but it can also simulate. Don't conflate the two. The thing in your sister's brain is a simulation. Just like that silly VR game. That's all."

"I honestly don't care. I want it out of Cerise. Can you help me with that?"

"Unfortunately not. Ask your friend Renee Carte."

"She'll be here, too. Congratulations, Sable. The whole band's getting together, and you're the conductor. Care to clue me in on what we're actually doing now?"

"I brought a visual aid," she says. "Do you mind if I go get it?"

"From your van? Oh no you don't. I'm not letting you run away. We go together."

"I would never dream of running. Not from such an important meeting. But be my guest. The van is more private anyway."

(Please wait warmly.)

>>3450718
I've never been more terrified to see those words.

>>3450718
o fu

>>3450718
>Sand Reckoner is simulating David Darkbloom in order to manipulate events into going the way it wants
We Person of Interest now

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>>3450718

>>3450731
b a s i l i s k

>>3450710
>You know you'll never trust her again.
Don't say that OP.... I *do* still trust her, and I *really* want Alabaster to as well.....

>>3450718
Oh boy

>>3450718
huh

>>3450718
Does she have some classic rock CDs in there?

>>3450758
Everything from Bon Jovi to The Eagles. She has beer and cigarettes too!

>>3450758
>>3450760
Do you really think Alabaster would fall for that old trick? They don't even do that any more, it's just an urban legend at this point. She's be giving herself away if she tried.

>>3450758
>classic Rock

In Sable's van? HAH! You'd be more likely to find a Smattering of shoegaze vinyl.

>>3450718
I was curious if we were gonna fuck this season

>>3450731
OH FUCK HOW DID I NOT THINK OF THAT BEFORE

So far its a great birthday present OP. :^)

>>3450854
You can't rush greatness anon

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Sable's van is the same as ever. Same mattress in the back, same miniature appliances, same cozy furnishings and amber-colored lighting. She chooses to live like this, and you guess you can see the appeal if you squint, but you'd take Whitney's mansion any day.

Sitting cross-legged opposite Sable on her bed, you watch as she places a strange contraption between the two of you. It's a thin rectangular device made of balsa wood, maybe 12 inches tall, with glass windows on either side to peer at its inner workings. A series of tiny, identical ball bearings lie in a line at the very top, and beneath this is a series of ridges slanting in alternating directions for them to roll down. The device is filled with liquid, which is separated top to bottom in clearly demarcated, colored layers -- a rainbow -- from red to violet. Sable pulls a little lever on the side and the bearings slowly sink down, rolling from layer to layer. Occasionally one of the bearings falls out of the procession, though -- instead of dropping to the next ridge down, it stays suspended on the current layer of liquid, neutrally buoyant. And like this, the bearings, which looked identical, are shown not to be -- they are sorted by density from lightest to heaviest.

"Cute," you muse.

"The bearings began together, and then got sorted."

"I understand high school physics. Give me a little credit here. Did you make this thing yourself? You look super proud of it."

Sable points at the window, to where the bearings float in suspension. "Sand Reckoner is the fluid. Diogenes is the framework. You need both to sort people into their ideal state. Without Diogenes, we become muddled and mixed up, conflicting realities battle with each other for dominance and the world becomes crazy. That's our world currently, by the way. And without Sand Reckoner, of course, Diogenes is pointless. All the people stay together in one reality. Which is ideal for some, but not for all. That was our world before Sand Reckoner."

You begin to grasp the contours of what she's trying to tell you. "That sounds basically identical to what Darkbloom wanted, though -- isn't it?"

"No! No, absolutely not!" (Christ, she gets shrill when she's mad.) "David Darkbloom was a moron. He thought he could half-ass it and just give the people a nice simulation. Stupid, stupid, stupid. My vision takes it one step further. We can all be sorted properly, and enjoy our most ideal world -- and it will all be real."

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>>3450854
Imagine associating your birthday with fuck quest every year for the rest of your life.

Which reminds me, remember my little Gameboy ROM? There was a reason behind that. :^)

>>3450850
sand reckoner is simulating Cerise to manipulate Alabaster and other individuals of interest.

>>3450866
That sounds awfully racist, Sable.

>>3450867
it just doesn't stop!

>>3450866
>"No! No, absolutely not!" (Christ, she gets shrill when she's mad.) "David Darkbloom was a moron. He thought he could half-ass it and just give the people a nice simulation. Stupid, stupid, stupid. My vision takes it one step further. We can all be sorted properly, and enjoy our most ideal world -- and it will all be real."
Oh my God, more of this "ideal world" shit?

>>3450866
This is some Lain-tier shit

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>>3450881
nnnnice

>>3450881
whoooo

>>3450867
You absolute bastard.

>>3450881
oh shit it's every dream I've ever had come true

>>3450881
First real fearboner of this season for me.

>>3450881
It's time

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>>3450881
>With a crazy glint in her eyes, she takes the gun and puts it in her mouth instead.

>>3450881
good lord she's batshit and i love it

>>3450881
>You dutifully hold the gun for her, unable to do much else but Glawk.
FTFY

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>>3450881
>He told me that the two of you were through.
:(

Have we learned nothing from Chaos;Head?
So clearly the best ending would be to destroy both sand reckoner and diogenes along with all of the research related to them.
Is that possible at this point?

>>3450929
>You pick up Sable's device and examine it. "How do you get the bearings back up to the top?" You ask.

>"You don't. It's an irreversible process."

>"Uh huh. Or you could just break the window open--"

>Sable grabs it back from you. "Some people would want to do that. But that doesn't apply to the analogy."

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Back inside the cafe, at 8 PM, come Rose, Alex, and Dr. Carte on schedule.

Rose takes you aside. "We have a problem. Well, a couple problems. A couple catastrophes, is more like it..."

"Start from the top."

"China."

"A nation of 1.2 billion or so people, headed by President Xi Jinping -- or are you trying to do another NMNB run of Touhou 6?"

"A Chinese company bought Google today. $1 trillion. Just like that, out of the blue." She snaps her fingers. "Well, Mara is right about one thing. That company has the backing of the Chinese government. And they're not moving into the valley for fun. They want our tech."

"They can have it, honestly."

"Don't be flippant. This is end-of-the-world shit here, Alabaster."

"Tell Whitney to talk to the President. They're friends, right? I'm sure an executive order could stop the deal from going through..."

"You are unbelievable -- do you honestly think that some silly slip of paper signed by a doddering idiot can stop China from coming after us?"

You frown at her.

"Catastrophe two," Rose continues. "One of our server farms blew up."

You glance over Rose's shoulder, towards the table where Alex and Sable are conferring with Dr. Carte.

"Yep," Rose says.

"Alex--"

"He's got bombs, disguised as new server equipment, at every single server farm we own. Mara thinks the Chinese are behind this, thank goodness for good timing -- but the truth is, this was a botch job by the boy wonder over there."

"That lying little--"

"This is good news," Rose says. "If we can speed up getting that fucking implant out of your skull and Cerise's, we can destroy this entire company. Fuck Sand Reckoner, fuck Diogenes, fuck the Russians, fuck the Chinese, fuck the FBI. We can end this. You and me."

You regard her.

"Alabaster."

"I feel like I'm making a key decision here..."

She takes your hand. "You already made it, didn't you?"

You nod. "Let's do it."

>>3450936
>"I feel like I'm making a key decision here..."

She takes your hand. "You already made it, didn't you?"

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>>3450936
>You nod. "Let's do it."

>>3450936
I don't want Rose to win!

>>3450930
Sable isn't capable of sanity, sand reckoner is her baby, and she's a psychotic mother. It needs to be ended. The good ending to Mass Effect 3 was the Destruction one.

>>3450943
I want Rose to win! I really want it!

>>3450936
>We can end this. You and me.
Uh, and everyone else?

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>>3450936
holy fucking hell
im not sure how to stomach FQ turning seriously serious

>>3450945
You simply asked if it was possible, Anonymous-dono.
I was simply demonstrating that it was.

>>3450950
fair enough

>>3450936
Rose is truly the best

>>3450943
Wow, what a faggot

>>3450943
same, desu

>>3450943
I want this namefag to be disappointed when Rose wins!

>>3450947
>Uh, and everyone else?
I don't think she's gonna go full Yan and let everyone else die, she obviously cares for Whitney and such I think it was just a pep talk

>>3450667
>She is legal in all states, nations, and realities
why does that matter?

>>3450948
but anon, a tiny and vocal minority really really *really* enjoy this aspect of FQ and would rather drown in existential suffering instead of fapping to lewd tales of fucking our MILF cousin and Kaa-san at the same time!

They're filthy Sable-loving degenerate that need to be euthanized to protect the purity Gene-Seed

>>3450943
Uh do you have a reason other than waifufaggotry? Cause those two seem kind of perfect for each other

Not trying to imply that there's anything wrong with the waifufaggotry option either, to each their own

>>3450963
>>3450947
It's probably her thinking about how they're going to get married
you and me
us
married
together
forever

>>3450969
>>3450975
This. I hate this.

>>3450977
? I was just asking a question out of genuine curiosity, I don't see what's wrong

>>3450967
>a tiny and vocal minority
There's quite a few people that seem to like the more serious aspects of FQ

>>3450977
The final episode will be called:
"Rose Wins"
>>3450967
Sable needs to be euthanized to protect the Gene-Seed

>>3450967
I'll take Quest > Fuck any day, It's what keeps me coming back

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Sable is busy explaining her density-sorting device to a wild-eyed Dr. Carte.

"You're... as interesting as I remember," Dr. Carte finally says.

"You understand, then, the need to make sure this reaches an acceptable end-point," Sable says. "If we don't complete Diogenes, the very fabric of reality itself could come undone. One Sand Reckoner is fine, but once someone else gets their hands on this tech... Russians, CIA, whoever... things will become untenable. We must act with haste."

"Of course," Dr. Carte says. She looks over at you, arching her eyebrows, as if to silently communicate: bitch be crazy.

You shrug.

"Ms. Carte and I are working on a new generation of 3D-printable implant, that could be easily disseminated to the public," Alex says. He's trying to put on his genki, all-smiles act, but he's shaken. The wages of death hang heavy on his shoulders. Because of his mistake with the server farm, more people have died -- and he's perfectly well aware of it. Could you ever forgive him for everything he's done?

"You have been such an inspiration to me," Sable tells Dr. Carte. "Your breakthroughs were the foundation of -- well, of everything."

"I'm going to try to be flattered by that."

"You should be. It's all thanks to you. You're a role model."

Dr. Carte closes her eyes and shakes her head. For her, you can tell it's like finding out Dahmer's a big fan.

The bell above the cafe's door chimes. You all look up: in comes walking Vivian and Cerise.

>>3450984
>The final episode will be called:
>"Rose Wins"
I'm waiting to see that spammed when the wedding scene happens, it'll be glorious

>>3450981
Nothing more than waifufaggotry then. Thought you were memeing along, didn't know you were actually serious.

I just think "Rose wins." is a bit too solid for something like this. Then again, a lot of people rightly conside rit the only way to go, seeing as FQ literally would not be as it is now without Rose.

>>3450988
oof

>>3450963
Yeah that's not how I was reading it, I just think that's a weird way to phrase it when Rose is like the 3rd or 4th most involved in blowing up DA at best.

>>3450975
This seems more likely though

>>3450988
Here we fucking go.

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>>3450947
>We can end this. You and me. Working together.
If there's an anagram in the episode titles I'm gonna lose it.

>>3450988
>You all look up: in comes walking Vivian and Cerise
AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH

>>3450990
>I just think "Rose wins." is a bit too solid for something like this
I agree, but it is also true that harems typically have a "main" girl.
I doubt anyone could argue that Rose is the closest thing to that in FQ.

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>>3450967
i dont dislike plot, but im just a tender soul, no sufferingo por favor

so this is the same as in season 1, right? Everyone will be altering their reality, without influencing others? Like the VR dream David proposed back in the day? but this time, technically, every universe gets split up for every individual deciding to become the protagonist; did i get this right?
If yes, then i dont see much harm in Sable's plans, its just toppest shelf crazy.

>>3450988
>Could you ever forgive him for everything he's done?
Knowing this thread, they'll forget about it in 10 minutes and write it off like it never happened

>>3450988
>You all look up: in comes walking Vivian and Cerise.
Ah, so it begins

>>3451004
I mean, Alex isn't the only one who's killed people here...

>>3451001
This

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>>3450988
>in comes walking Vivian and Cerise.
Good. I haven't had enough pain, and I want more.

>>3450990
Oh, ok. Didn't know if you had an actual reason like if we marry Rose such and such will happen

>Then again, a lot of people rightly conside rit the only way to go, seeing as FQ literally would not be as it is now without Rose.
Damn right, she's the reason we're all here in the first place

>>3451003
The fucky part is how "it's all real". If it's all real, none of it is. Say everyone gets an implant. What happens to everyone else? Does everyone else in your reality also get an implant? Are everyone else's non-functional? Does it just phase itself out of existence for people that aren't you or does it all become some solipsistic multiverse mass where we're all occupying the same space but nothing truly exists outside of what we can perceive?

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>>3450990
>I just think "Rose wins." is a bit too solid for something like this. Then again, a lot of people rightly conside rit the only way to go, seeing as FQ literally would not be as it is now without Rose
That's one of the many things that make her so based

>>3451001
>I doubt anyone could argue that Rose is the closest thing to that in FQ.
I know right? Isn't she perfect

>>3451013
most likely solipsistic.

also, don't fear marriage. its just a legal designation.

>>3450988
>The bell above the cafe's door chimes. You all look up: in comes walking Vivian and Cerise.
Oh boy...

>>3451036
uhhhh?

>>3451036
shit shit SHIT
>WAKE UP

>>3451036
... this is way too good to be true. What the fuck is the catch?

>>3450996
Episode 1 ("New Game!!!"):
Episode 2 ("L.A. Blue Girl"):
Episode 3 ("Food Wars! Shokugeki no Mama, Part 1"):
Episode 4 ("Food Wars! Shokugeki no Mama, Part 2"):
Episode 5 ("The Princess of Tennis"):
Episode 6 ("Ore no Okaasan ga Konna ni Kawaii Wake ga Nai"):
Episode 7 ("Girls und Scanner"):
Episode 8 ("Boku no StuCo"):
Episode 9 ("Revolutionary Girl Camelia"):
Episode 10 ("Wotaku ni Koi wa Muzukashikunai")
Episode 11 ("Gunslinger Girl")
Episode 12 ("Darker than Bloom")
Well?
Do you want to think of what they could be?


>>3451003
> i dont see much harm in Sable's plans, its just toppest shelf crazy.

The way I see it, it's like playing a game with console commands.
I was struggling in a game of CK2, things weren't going my way, so I opened up the console, and started making some changes to better suit my interests.
I set myself to be the lover of like..half of the worlds women.
I started revolts in all of my enemie's counties.
I had infinite funds and infinite children.

I had no reason to keep playing.
I hadn't earned any of it, and none of what I had managed to get felt real.
Not only did I separate myself from the influence of outside forces, I separated myself from my desire to continue playing.

“If you want to grant your own wish, then you should clear your own path to it.” – Rintaro Okabe

>>3451013
>What happens to everyone else?

i'll just leave some quotes from steins;gate

“Remembering something that no one else can is a painful thing. You can’t talk to anyone about it. No one will understand you. You’ll be alone.” – Rintaro Okabe

“Maybe there are copies of me on countless world lines. Maybe all their minds are connected, forming a single “me.” That sounds wonderful, don’t you think? Being in all times and in all places.” – Kurisu Makise

>>3451036
I'm still sad we never went Palau

>>3451048
we've got a whole half season + left

>>3451052
>implying the half season isn't just a 6-episode Comiket OVA

>>3451055
Yeah, that ends with us sipping cocktails on the beaches of Palau with Cerise and Amber.

Goodnight

>>3451052
I thought OP was originally aiming for 13 episodes, and while they're behind for now, they aren't that far behind.

>>3451063
But OP already confirmed a season 3.5, Anonymous-dono.

>>3451036
So we're already in Alabaster's ideal simulated (?) reality, huh.

>>3451045
If only we had some kind of loli word processor.

>>3451063
He said we'd get 13, maybe a couple more, then a short hiatus, and then more, but not enough for a whole season 4

>>3451052
Yeah but there's no reason to go there, now that Gustav is here

>>3451059
>Cerise and Amber
And Rose, and Rose2, and Whitney, and Makoto, and Kaa-san, and Charlotte, and Dr. Carte, and Noelle, and Kay, and Vivian, and Sable, and Alex.

>>3451060
Weakling

>>3451063
We've got another season after this of undetermined length

>>3451075
And Smatters

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I had two concepts for this episode, and I'm going to do something unprecedented, and retcon on the fly, to go with my alternate version of this scene I just posted.

Given the importance of this, I wanted to use an authoritative voice-of-god here to say that this is not some sort of clever meta-textual tomfoolery or 4/21 nonsense, I just decided to scrap one version of events for another; accordingly, I'm deleting the last post I made and reposing with the version I want to run with. I am sorry for this unusual moment of indecision.

>>3451078
absolute fear

>>3451078
>I wanted to use an authoritative voice-of-god here to say that this is not some sort of clever meta-textual tomfoolery or 4/21 nonsense
Oh sure, that's what you WANT us to think

>>3451078
u-uh, okay OP. You do you.

>>3451078
For whatever reason, I find this moment of vulnerability to be endearing and adorable.

You do you OP

>>3451078
Weird but ok I guess?

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You stand, pushing your chair back from the table. The chair legs squeal against the slick concrete floor. Surreptitiously, you reach behind your back, for your gun -- but what an impotent threat that really would be anyway. You could never shoot Cerise, and despite everything she's done -- you could never shoot Vivian either. If they attack Sable, you can't stop them. And in all honesty... it might be for the best. The only thing you could possibly do is try to talk them down from the edge.

Rose is standing with you. Together, you flank Sable.

"It is done," Vivian announces.

"Done..." you repeat. "Done how?"

"Alabaster," Cerise says, her voice catching. She holds her arms wide. "It's me."

"I don't believe you. You're wearing contacts."

"No -- no, I swear... listen--"

You step forward, getting closer. You loom over her.

"Alabaster," she repeats. "Vivian got in touch with--"

You reach up and poke her eye.

"Ow! FUCK!" She jerks back, cupping a hand over her face. Then she slugs you in the shoulder. "ASSHOLE! Way to ruin a fucking moment! Jesus FUCK! Can't just let us explain something, huh?"

You look down at your forefinger. No contact lens there -- and your finger definitely found only the squishy membrane of Cerise's eyeball. Her eyes are the proper color, so...

Vivian gives you a wan smile. "Maybe we should have waited for Ms. Healy to catch up..."

Into the cafe now, peeking her head demurely in, comes a face you never expected -- Galatea. She's obviously terrified to be out in public, and trembles and startles as she slowly approaches. She casts her eyes uncertainly this way and that, as if being pursued or watched by the other patrons -- but it's all in her head, of course.

Dangling from Gal's clenched fist is a thin wire, the a tiny white grain on the end of it. Cerise's implant has been removed.

You look at Cerise. She nods.

You feel a convulsion of grief, joy, and anger all at once -- the bottled-up emotions of these long weeks of terror finally bursting forth in one tangled confusion. You wrap your arms around her and hug her tighter than you've ever hugged her. "Cerise..." you say, voice muffled by her shoulder. She hugs you back. And when you pull away from that warm, seemingly never-ending embrace, you kiss her -- on the lips, with tongue, damn who sees it. You love your sister. You love her like a sister, and you also love her like that. Who cares, anyway? She loves you like that too. And now she's back, fully -- in her own body, under her own control, permanently.

"You should keep ahold of that implant," Sable tells you. "You never know when you might need it again."

"Fuck you," you tell her without looking back. You gaze into your sister's loving eyes. She smiles at you.

Sable slurps on a straw. "Well, I warned you."

>>3451075
Wow, fuck Gal I guess

>>3451086
THIS IS SOMEHOW EVEN SCARIER THAN IT ALREADY WAS

>>3451086
>"Maybe we should have waited for Ms. Healy to catch up..."
Uh, what?

WHAT?

>>3451078
I believe you, but I'm sweating profusely right now.

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>>3451086
I'm extremely concerned now.

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And now, slightly embarrassed, I go to bed. Join me Sunday evening at 9 PM EST for the conclusion of the episode.

>>3451086
You heard it here first, folks. Galatea and Gustav confirmed to be the same person

>>3451093
AAAAAA FUCK
Thank you for your hard work, OP.
BUT AAAAAAAAA

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>>3451093
k den
rest well, OP

>>3451093
H-happy anniversary OP. Thanks for a whole year of FQ.

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>>3451093

Thanks for the hard work OP!

>>3451093
My brain is full of fuck and I love it. Night OP.

>>3451099
What the fuck, Anonymous-dono.

Like, this is hilarious, but what the fuck.

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>>3451095

>>3451065
>Darker than Bloom
>Darkbloom er than
Ethan R Darkbloom
Secret Darkbloom Relative

>Gunslinger Girl
>Nigger Gunsl irl
>Nigger Grill Us
Tyrus Kang finds out about what Alex did.

>>3451078
>this is not some sort of clever meta-textual tomfoolery or 4/21 nonsense
I believed you until i read the change.
Now I'm even more convinced of it.
>>3451095
exactly

>>3451111
>Ethan R Darkbloom
I find this way funnier than I should

>>3451111
>>Gunslinger Girl
>>Nigger Gunsl irl
>>Nigger Grill Us
>Tyrus Kang finds out about what Alex did.
It's just another Sizzler shill, nothing more.

>>3451113
oh shit you're probably right

>>3451086
I see Gustav has finally finished his transmogrifier! That old pervert, of course he'd turn himself into a cute girl!

>>3451093
Sleep tight OP

It's is now 4:21 AM on the morning of 4/21/2019. The boopiest of the boops.

IT'S 4:21

ON 4/21

Wait, what happened in the deleted post? Just got here and paranoia demands I ask.

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>>3451274
Galatea was replaced by Gustav.

Also, some OC in light of recent events. If you like the Sand Reckoner/Diogenes parts of Fuck Quest, you should watch Person of Interest.

>>3450587

Why do we always meet at the fucking Rutabaga Cafe?

I swear to god, if anyone wants to find us, they just need to sit there for a day.

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>>3451280

>>3451078
Anyone catch what the retconned post was?

>>3451340
Basically the same as the new post, except Gustav was the one who removed the implant instead of Galatea.

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>>3451274
>>3451340
I thought this would happen and that's why I took a screenshot of it. I got you anons

So if we were theoretically to give Sand Reckoner to Mara and she installs it, could we get her with the classic "dead husband hijacks your body and jumps off a bridge" ploy? There's no way she knows he's in there, right?

Today I will remind them.

https://abc3340.com/news/offbeat/a-new-study-shows-marrying-your-first-cousin-is-not-as-bad-as-it-seems

>>3451768
actually, lobotomizing Mara and installing David in her body neatly eliminates a ton of our problems.

I still have some questions about why David murdered our folks, assuming it was him and not Mara.

>>3451872
What does the once removed part even mean?

>>3451972
First cousins share a common grandparent. For first cousins once removed, one’s grandparent is the other’s great grandparent. Or put another way... the child of your first cousin is your first cousin once removed.

MEGA BOOP

>>3451965
>I still have some questions about why David murdered our folks, assuming it was him and not Mara.
Don't tell me people are still saying that it wasn't him at this point?

>>3452047
Well see, this is an interesting point to think about again.

Sable mentioned that it's just an echo of him left in Cerise's head, right? Not the real Darkbloom at all. Makes sense.
What if said echo is subject as well to the whims of whoever is running this "ideal reality", whether it be us, Cerise, Vivian, or some other third party?

What if the echo is guilty just because we want so badly for him to be guilty, separate from whether the real Darkbloom is guilty or not?

>>3452063
That makes no sense, this reality is far from anybody's ideal. Why would anybody want him to have killed our parents? Hell wouldn't literally everything be made easier if it was Mara who killed our parents because nobody likes and her and we all naturally team up to take her down

Stop trying to take all blame from David when it's obviously him already, I don't know why you want to see that "Villain who actually wasn't that bad and it was actually someone else all along!" trope that everybody agrees is stupid and a lazy way to redeem villains in FQ

>>3452125
I never tried to take anything from David, I was simply introducing a so-far unaccounted for possibility into the mix.

Everything changed on June 1st, when the servers went down and Penelope was installed into Cerise. And what has happened literally in the space of this single half episode?

Alabaster and Rose are on the verge of literally marrying each other.

Vivian has (supoosedly) freed herself from the specter of her father.

Cerise oh-so-suddenly has Penelope removed from her, and who took care of it? Her gal-pal Gal, who she'll expect to be redeemed in Alabaster's eyes.

And all this in the wake of a series of actions that are assuredly on track towards destroying DA once and for all, something we ALL want.

It has all the markings of a nice and tidy conclusion, with happy endings for everybody.
And it terrifies me.