>>3545609
>They were coming along separately as backup. Just in case.

>>3545609
>>They were coming along separately as backup. Just in case.

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>>3545609
>>They were coming along separately as backup. Just in case.

>>3545609
>They were coming along separately as backup. Just in case.

Good to be back for some quality family bonding.

>>3545609
>>They were coming along separately as backup. Just in case.

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>>3545609
They were coming along separately as backup, just in case. After all, a man like Spencer didn't get to where he was by not being sly. It was best to have your bases covered. Mom and Carol were concealed in the nearby forest, ready to jump in when needed.

You glance out of the helicopter window, the famous and familiar Spencer mansion filling the view.

As the helicopter lands, there's already a Doll maid waiting to receive you.

"As per the house rules, I will have to ask you and your companions to leave your weapons in your vehicle. They will not be permitted inside the building." The Doll informs you politely. "Failure to comply will mean your arms will be forcibly confiscated instead."

"Awwww, that ain't any fun!" SOPMOD groans.

"It is an understandable precaution." HK notes.

>Go in unarmed. You're the guest, after all.
>You don't feel comfortable going in naked like this.
>Other

>>3545745
>Go in unarmed. You're the guest, after all.

>>3545745
>>Go in unarmed. You're the guest, after all.

Time to go over whatever cover story we have as we rehearsed.

>>3545745
>Go in unarmed. You're the guest, after all.

>>3545745
>>Go in unarmed. You're the guest, after all.

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>>3545745
You follow the Doll maid, and you can't quite help but feel she bore a lot of similarity to the Doll maid in the Ashford mansion. Maybe it was some sort of general model? Then again, you were sure these Dolls doubled as bodyguards for Spencer. You wouldn't put it past him.

The Doll maid continues to lead you through the halls of the mansion, now empty and eerie, considering the last time you were here it was packed full of revelers and partygoers.

Finally, you're led to a familiar set of double doors. One of the rooms where the Boss had gone off to on her private business meetings before. You suppose this little meeting wasn't much different.

"The Master would prefer if the two of you conversed alone." The Doll maid states as she puts her hands on the door handles. "However, if you wish your entourage to accompany you, that will be acceptable as well."

"Fishy." SOPMOD mumbles.

"I concur." HK nods.

>No reason not to trust Spencer right now.
>You'd like the backup.
>Other

>>3545874
>No reason not to trust Spencer right now.

>>3545874
>>No reason not to trust Spencer right now.

>>3545874
>No reason not to trust Spencer right now.

Time for the moment of truth.

>>3545874
>>No reason not to trust Spencer right now.

>>3545874
>No reason not to trust Spencer right now.

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>>3545874
"HK, SOPMOD, stay here." You say calmly. "I'm sure things will be fine."

"If you say so..." HK says reluctantly.

"Well, we'll be sure to come running when you start screaming like a little girl!" SOPMOD nods happily.

"Um, thanks, I think." You grin before nodding to the Doll maid.

The Doll opens the door and motions for you to step inside. You walk in, trying to stay calm as the you hear the doors close behind you with a soft click.

And in front of you was Spencer himself, sitting calmly in his wheelchair, his life support equipment hooked into his body. Given how far medical technology had advanced, you wonder just how damn old Spencer was that not even Umbrella's biotech could keep him looking young.

"Ah, we meet again, young man." Spencer wheezes as he chuckles. "I hear you're in quite the legal predicament."

"It's a bit of an understatement, but yes." You nod.

"Quite unfortunate. Quite unfortunate indeed." Spencer nods. "And you think I have the power to do something about it?"

"I wouldn't be here otherwise." You respond firmly.

"That's my boy." Spencer's smile widens, pulling at his wrinkled and mottled skin. "It's rare to find someone who respects their elders these days. Tell me, how is your mother and sister doing these days?"

>They're... doing fine.
>I don't see why that's important.
>You know something, don't you...?
>Other

>>3546020
>>I don't see why that's important.

Straight to the point.

>>3546020
>>They're... doing fine.

>>3546020
>They're... doing fine.

>>3546027
Also grinding for Bizon is suffering.

>>3546020
>>They're... doing fine.

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>>3546020
"They're... doing fine." You respond warily.

Another half wheeze, half chuckle.

"No need to be coy with me, boy. I know what others suspect." Spencer slides forward towards you on his wheelchair. "You've got the magic in you, just like your mother."

"What-" You blink.

"We had never personally met, but I was one of her bosses, in a sense." Spencer explains. "I was a member of the Council, the multinational ruling body representing humanity's interests in the Magic War. We of course locked away all the secrets of magic, telling everybody every last trace of it was gone. It was for the good of us all."

"And a bigger profit for you." You surmise.

"Ha! I see you've inherited her sharp wit." Spencer hacks. "I do have to admit, magic does seem a lot more alluring than biotechnology. Still, there are quite a number of younger fools who wish to dabble in things they don't understand."

"So you know about Wesker and Birkin." You say.

"Of course I do." Spencer waves a hand nonchalantly. "I make it my business to make sure I know what my subordinates are up to. Especially the ambitious ones. Though, my question is, how do YOU know?"

>Tell the truth. You had his data drive the entire time.
>Tell a half truth. You got it off Ashford's data.
>No comment
>Other

>>3546105
>>Tell the truth. You had his data drive the entire time.

>>3546105
>No comment

>>3546105
>>Tell the truth. You had his data drive the entire time.

He's been around in this sort of espionage business far longer than us.

>>3546105
>Tell the truth. You had his data drive the entire time.
Did Oswald send the silly squiggle bio spy?

>>3546105
>Tell a half truth. You got it off Ashford's data.

>>3546121
Perhaps, but considering that there might be quite a bit of infighting in the company's future...

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>>3546105
"To tell the truth, I got it from a data drive we recovered from the mansion during the party." You admit.

"Hmph. I thought as much." Spencer grunts as he wheels around.

"So, if you knew about Wesker and Birkin's secret project, why didn't you do anything about it?" You ask.

"Politics and optics, boy." Spencer coughs. "Despite how it may look to outsiders, I'm not all powerful. Just eliminating my own executives on a whim doesn't endear much loyalty or trust, I'm afraid."

"So, you can't do anything?" You frown.

"I never said that." Spencer tuts. "I'm saying is that, we both have an opportunity to solve our mutual problem. If Wesker and Birkin's project were to tragically and unexpectedly fail, causing great financial loss to my company..."

"...it would give you pretext to remove them." You finish.

"Excellent. Still sharp, I see." Spencer nods. "And if the party responsible happened to be a completely separate third party, well, it wouldn't be reasonable to levy accusations against me."

"And you'll get the warrant off my head in return, right?" You raise an eyebrow.

"Of course. We wouldn't have a deal if I didn't, now would we?" Spencer gives a devilish smile. "I cannot provide any direct assistance to you, but something tells me you don't really need it anyways."

>Yeah, it may not look it, but I've got plenty of firepower at my disposal.
>Maybe just a little assistance?
>Other

>>3546214
>>Yeah, it may not look it, but I've got plenty of firepower at my disposal.

>>3546214
>Yeah, it may not look it, but I've got plenty of firepower at my disposal.

>>3546214
>>Yeah, it may not look it, but I've got plenty of firepower at my disposal.

>>3546214
>I'm not one to turn such a thing down, but
>Yeah, it may not look it, but I've got plenty of firepower at my disposal.

>>3546214
>Yeah, it may not look it, but I've got plenty of firepower at my disposal.

Friends and Family! And maybe a bit of Invader/Magic helps a tiny bit.

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>>3546214
"Yeah, it may not look it, but I've got plenty of firepower at my disposal." You grin.

"Well then, I suppose you have quite some work ahead of you." Spencer says as he leans back on his wheelchair.

And that's when the door explodes, sending wood splinters flying everywhere. You instinctively stand between it and Spencer, your skin hardening as it deflects the splinters away.

And in front of you, you see both HK and SOPMOD pinning the Doll maid on the ground. Almost immediately, more maids and a Tyrant butler were right behind them, weapons aimed.

"Now now, what is this all about?" Spencer grunts.

"Sorry about the mess, bossman!" SOPMOD chirps. "But little miss perfect here said something was up!"

"My electronic warfare module detected unusual wireless transmissions from this Doll unit." HK says simply. "It is my hypothesis that there is some sort of malicious software installed within it."

"Is that so?" Spencer gives a little wave, and his house security immediately stands down.

HK glances at you.

"Lewis, permission to link my system with hers?" HK asks. "I may be able to trace the source, and even manipulate the data being sent back."

"Whoaaaaa, connecting to an infected system? Are you crazy?!" SOPMOD blinks.

"My firewalls are of the highest standard." HK explains, almost as if boasting in her own way. "Plus, if my suspicion is correct and Wesker and Birkin are spying via this unit, information on this meeting may tip them off."

>Go for it, HK.
>It's not worth the risk.
>Other

>>3546283
>Go for it, HK.

>>3546283
>Go for it, HK.

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>>3546283
>>It's not worth the risk.

>>3546283
>Go for it, HK.

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>>3546283
"Go for it, HK." You nod. "Just be careful."

"Of course." HK casually takes out her link cable and plugs it into the back of the maid's neck...

>Roll 1d20+2

Rolled 4 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>3546325

Rolled 7 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>3546325
Time to see what's up.

Rolled 18 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>3546325

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>>3546331
HK pauses for a second as her eyes flash rapidly, and then she looks up to you.

"The Doll's memory has been successfully erased. Wesker and Birkin will not be aware of this meeting."

"So it WAS them." You scowl.

"Correct." HK nods and glances at Spencer. "I've recorded all of the relevant data logs if you would like confirmation."

"Oh, I don't think you would have any reason to lie." Spencer shakes his head. "And honestly, it's not wholly unexpected something like this would happen.

"Lewis, my backtrace also allowed me to discover a potential backdoor into their system." HK turns back to you. "I may be able to manipulate their system to our ends, at least a little bit."

>Give access clearance to all doors.
>Find out the exact nature of their defenses.
>Get more data on their Nemesis project.
>Find out how they know about you.
>Other

>>3546343
>>Find out how they know about you.

Who ratted us out?

>>3546343
>Get more data on their Nemesis project.

>>3546343
>Find out the exact nature of their defenses.

>>3546343
>Give access clearance to all doors.

>>3546343
Switching >>3546350
To
>>3546343
>Give access clearance to all doors.

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>>3546343
"Can you get access to all the doors in the facility?" You ask.

"I can introduce a worm into the system to unlock the doors in our presence." HK nods. "Done."

"Well, it seems like you all have things settled." Spencer smiles wryly. "Though, I am rather curious. What do you intend to do with Wesker and Birkin should you confront them?"

>The threatened me and my family. I think you know what that means.
>If you make good on your promise to ruin them, I'll let them off.
>Other

>>3546371
>If you make good on your promise to ruin them, I'll let them off.

>>3546371
>>If you make good on your promise to ruin them, I'll let them off.

>>3546371
>The threatened me and my family. I think you know what that means.

>>3546371
>The threatened me and my family. I think you know what that means.

>>3546371
>The threatened me and my family. I think you know what that means.

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>>3546371
"Well, if you make good on your promise to ruin them, I guess I can let them off." You grumble.

"Good, good. It would be a much more fitting punishment for them." Spencer smiles. "Now, I'm sure you have many preparations to make."

"Yeah." You nod as you glance at the disabled Doll maid.

"Oh no worries, I'll have that cleaned up." Spencer assures you. "Now, you better be going before the other spies catch sight of you!"

You quickly leave the old man behind, suddenly feeling an odd sense of relief now that you had some distance from him. Something about Spencer really rubbed you the wrong way, even though he had been nothing but helpful. Guess that came with the territory for corporate types like him.

"Huh, that was easy." SOPMOD grumbles.

"You sound disappointed." HK raises an eyebrow.

"Well yeah, I'm built to wreck shit." SOPMOD shrugs. "And when I'm not wrecking shit, things get boring, you know?"

"No, I do not know." HK shakes her head.

"Man, you're a really boring one." SOPMOD rolls her eyes.

"There will be plenty of wrecking soon enough." You sigh as the three of you return to the helicopter. There, you see Mom and Carol already waiting for you inside.

"Yo." Mom waves casually. "Figured we'd bum a ride back."

"Looks like your meeting went well!" Carol giggles. "The house is still standing!"

"Ha ha, Carol." You shake your head. "You won't believe it, Mom, but it looks like Spencer was part of a.... Council?"

"Motherfucker." Mom's casual smile quickly morphs into a scowl. "That makes way too much sense. He didn't give you too much trouble, did he?"

"No, he was pretty cooperative." You point out. "Guess he respected whatever deal there was to cover up your magic?"

"More like he's still scared of the threat old Bruttenholm put down on him and his cronies." Mom's grin returns. "They had a metric fuckton of dirt ready to be aired even back then."

"Hey, hey, so where are we going?" Carol asks as the helicopter's engines start powering up.

Hm, well, you could head back to Raccoon City. Maybe meet up with Lucina and try to enlist the RCPD to help. Or maybe hit up the Boss at the office to see if her business connections could help you out.

Or you could head back to Auntie Egan's factory. Maybe she could provide some T-Dolls or equipment that could help.

>Meet up with Lucina.
>Talk to the Boss.
>Go see Auntie Egan.
>Other

>>3546399
>Go see Auntie Egan.

>>3546399
>>Talk to the Boss.
Wouldn't hurt to also thank her for all the strings she had to pull, but only after not showing up for work for quite some time.

>>3546399
>Go see Auntie Egan.

Is it time for sleepo beepo?

>>3546399
>Go see Auntie Egan.

>>3546399
>Talk to the Boss.

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>>3546399
"Let's head back to the factory." You say. "Maybe Auntie Egan's got something that can help us for the assault."

"She's always got something up her sleeve." Mom grumbles. "Kinda creepy how well she's prepared for anything, honestly."

The flight back to the factory was going to take a while. As you wait, you observe what the others were doing. Carol and SOPMOD seemed to be getting... pretty chummy with each other. Perhaps because they both had a rather unhealthy fascination with violence. Mom was off to the side, sneaking a few pulls from her canteen which you were pretty sure was not filled with water. HK remains upright in her seat like a sentinel, carefully observing everything going on.

>Go see what Carol and SOPMOD are up to.
>See what's bothering Mom.
>Talk to HK.
>Other

>>3546434
>>See what's bothering Mom.

>>3546434
>>See what's bothering Mom.

>>3546434
>Go see what Carol and SOPMOD are up to.

>>3546434
>See what's bothering Mom.

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>>3546434
You slide into place next to Mom, curious as what she was thinking at the moment.

"Hey, Mom, is something bothering you?" You wonder.

"What?" Mom blinks. "Ah, well, maybe a little."

"So? You going to tell me what it is?" You raise an eyebrow.

"Man, you've become a really curious kid lately, haven't you?" Mom groans

"Well, you DO keep a lot of secrets." You retort.

"Guess you got a point." Mom nods as she takes another sip from her canteen. "Well, I was just sorta figuring, with you getting caught up in all this crap... maybe it would've been better if this damn magic went away. Never really thought about getting rid of it, and I guess it's starting to bite me in the ass."

>Yeah, it seems like more trouble than it's worth.
>Don't be silly. I'd probably be dead without it.
>Other

>>3546448
>Yeah, it seems like more trouble than it's worth.

>>3546448
>>Don't be silly. I'd probably be dead without it.

>>3546448
>Don't be silly. I'd probably be dead without it.

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>>3546448
"Don't be silly, I'd probably be dead without it." You grin.

"Huh, you might be right about that." Mom grins as she ruffles your hair. "Still, not exactly something I'm proud of my kid picking up from me."

"Better that than your drinking habits." You wink.

"You cheeky little bastard!' Mom chuckles.

>Ask Mom what she's going to do after this.
>Ask whether she still sees Loki.
>Ask how she really feels about "Alice 2."
>Other

>>3546468
>Ask how she really feels about "Alice 2."

>>3546468
>Ask how she really feels about "Alice 2."

>>3546468
>Ask whether she still sees Loki.

>>3546468
>Ask whether she still sees Loki.

>>3546468
>Ask whether she still sees Loki.

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>>3546468
"Um, so Mom." You shift around nervously a bit. "So about Loki..."

"What about that fucking cat?" Mom scowls, suddenly on alert. "That little fucker hasn't tried talking to you gain, has he?"

"Not recently." You shake your head. "I was just wondering if... well.... if still see him around."

"Ah, well, I havn't really seen him." Mom sighs. "Pretty sure he's just gotten bored of me. I haven't been doing a lot in the past few years besides raising you, so fortunately I haven't had to deal with him all that much. Honestly, I was hoping he'd just fucked off to whatever interdimensional hellhole he found."

"You think he' still watching us?" You wonder.

"Probably. He's always been a huge creep." Mom shrugs and waves her canteen in the air." This certainly helps with that thought a lot."

"I'm sure it does." You sigh as the helicopter finally reaches Auntie Egan's factory.

There was a lot of preparation to do and not a lot of time to do it in if you wanted to take the fight straight to Wesker...

>And that's it for tonight! We'll continue the thread on Saturday so don't miss it!

>>3546484
Thanks for running Merc!

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>>3546484
See you tomorrow, Merc.

>>3546484
Oh god, what happens if Soppo finds out that Carol was that white dino back on that island?!?

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>>3546484
As the helicopter lands in the hangar, you quickly exit, where you see Auntie Egan waiting for you.

"I assume the meeting went well." She observes as HK, SOPMOD, Mom, and Carol exit behind you.

"Well, we didn't have to blow up anything and Carol didn't eat anybody, so I guess I consider that a win." Mom shrugs as she walks past. "Anyways, I'm getting a shower. I'll see you all later."

"Yeah, well, Spencer agreed to turn a blind eye to us putting a dent in Wesker and Birkin's little side project." You tell Auntie Egan. "So I guess that means we're good to go."

"That's good to hear." Auntie Egan nods. "I'll provide what assistance I can, at least whatever Umbrella can't trace back to me."

>Got any extra T-Dolls?
>Got any upgrades for HK?
>Got any new weapons?
>I think we're good.
>Other

>>3548055
>Got any upgrades for HK?

>>3548055
>>Got any upgrades for HK?

Upgrades for best robo girl.

>>3548055
>>Got any upgrades for HK?

>>3548055
>Got any upgrades for HK?

>>3548055
"Well, got any upgrades for HK?" You wonder.

"Hmmmm, I may have something." Auntie Egan nods. "Follow me."

You eye Carol and SOPMOD going off in their own direction, towards the cafeteria. No doubt Carol was hungry. You also notice Auntie Egan's personal T-Doll enforcers, UMP45 and UMP9, quietly following them from a distance. No doubt to make sure they didn't cause too much trouble.

Auntie Egan starts walking off, forcing you to hurry a bit to follow her, HK striding right alongside you. She leads you through several heavy security doors before leading you into a workshop area, all sorts of equipment and T-Doll parts lining the walls and laying on work tables.

"I have to warn you, some of this gear isn't fully tested or perfected. There could be... side effects for HK if she is to be installed with them." Auntie Egan warns.

ADVANCED FIRE CONTROL MODULE: Once part of HK's original specifications, this module would have boosted her precision by a significant margin, achieving a 99% hit ratio in all conditions. However, the sheer amount of calculations required per second heavily taxes a T-Doll's processor, reducing mobility and reaction speed. Extended use requires periodic resets to clear cached data.

LONGINUS RAILGUN: A weapon developed for the A2 Project, the Longinus Railgun is a T-Doll exclusive heavy weapon that fires heavy shells at hypersonic speeds. However, the weapon can only be powered by a T-Doll's onboard power source, giving it a limited rate of fire as it recharges between shots. It can fire a rapid three round burst at the risk of completely burning out the weapon.

LOCUS EXO-ARMOR: A special powered exoskeleton that can be externally mounted on a T-Doll, greatly increasing their already superior speed and agility. However, the exoskeleton itself is relatively fragile and prone to damage if hit.

>ADVANCED FIRE CONTROL MODULE
>LONGINUS RAILGUN
>LOCUST EXOSKELETON
>I don't think we can use any of this.
>Other

>>3548185
>>LOCUST EXOSKELETON

>>3548185
>>LOCUST EXOSKELETON

If we lose this, then the worst thing it becomes is dead weight.

>>3548185
>LOCUST EXOSKELETON

>>3548185
>LOCUST EXOSKELETON

>>3548185
>>LOCUST EXOSKELETON

>>3548185
"HK, you think you can work with that exoskeleton?" You ask, pointing to the piece of gearing hanging off the wall.

"It does appear to be compatible with my frame." HK nods. "I assume it's meant to improve my speed and agility?"

"Correct." Auntie Egan confirms. "Obviously, it doesn't do too much for your durability, though, so please refrain from being hit."

"I will keep that in mind." HK nods.

"Anyways, I do have some rough data on Birkin's lab complex." Auntie Egan continues. "Mostly just the entrances and the basic layout though, and that doesn't even include the possibility that the facility had been changed over the years."

"I'm sure it'll be enough." You nod as HK casually mounts the exoskeleton to test it.

"I know it's been a long day for you. Maybe you'd like to rest before we start any proper planning?" Auntie Egan asks.

>Yeah, some rest sounds nice.
>We just narrowly avoided getting our plans exposed. We need to move fast.
>Other

>>3548259
>>Yeah, some rest sounds nice.

>>3548259
>We just narrowly avoided getting our plans exposed. We need to move fast.

>>3548259
>Yeah, some rest sounds nice.

>>3548259
"Yeah, some rest sounds nice." You concede. "HK, will you be fine?"

"I will spend that time adjusting to this exoskeleton." HK says simply. "Unless you have some other task for me?"

>No, carry on.
>Keep an eye on Mom. I'm a bit worried.
>I'd feel a bit better if you kept watch.
>Other

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>>3548340
>>No, carry on.

>>3548340
>>Keep an eye on Mom. I'm a bit worried.

>>3548340
>Keep an eye on Mom. I'm a bit worried.

>>3548340
>>Keep an eye on Mom. I'm a bit worried.

>>3548340
>>Keep an eye on Mom. I'm a bit worried.

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>>3548340
"HK, can you keep an eye on Mom for me? I know Springfield is repaired and all, but... well, I don't want her doing anything dumb."

"Affirmative." HK nods. "I will keep her under my watch."

"Thanks a lot." You smile.

"Now you should get that rest rather than keep talking about it." HK points out as she lightly pushes you out the door. "We will need you at maximum operating efficiency when the operation starts."

"Right, right." You nod as you make your back to your temporary quarters...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>3548426

Time to see if Carol or SOP are hiding.

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>3548426

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>3548426
Time for snow...

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>>3548426
You reach your quarters and flop down on the temporary cot. It wasn't exactly much, but it was way better than sleeping on the floor.

As you drift off into sleep, you see...

>Loki
>Mom
>Carol

>>3548443
>Carol
Hive mind link?

>>3548443
>Loki

>>3548443
>Carol

>>3548443
>>Loki

>>3548443
>All of them

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>>3548443
We got a bit of tie so we'll have to roll it off!

1. Carol
2. Loki

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>>3548488
You see Carol, skipping through an endless pool of ankle deep water, wearing nothing but a black dress, her pale skin contrasting sharply with it. She glances your way, pausing briefly as if caught by surprise seeing you here, but she waves at you nonetheless.

"Lewie!" She says happily. "I never thought I'd see you here! At least not yet!"

"Not yet?" You frown, looking around. It was just empty water as far as the eye could see, stretching forever into a blue horizon. "What the heck are you talking about?"

"Well..." Carol prances up to you and prods you in the chest with her finger. "It means your Invader side has matured just a little bit more! We're talking through the Invader hive network right now!"

"Hive network? You frown.

"Don't you remember?" Carol pouts. "Invaders are a hive mind species! It's their primary form of communication and learning!"

"Ah right, now I remember." You nod. "I just figured it would be a bit more... populated?"

"We're the only two Invaders on Earth, Lewie." Carol points out. "Are you really surprised?"

>I figured there might be more.
>Isn't it lonely here?
>Other

>>3548526
>>I figured there might be more.
>They did spread all over the earth after all.

>>3548526
>I figured there might be more

>>3548526
>I figured there might be more.

Does that mean we're King, and Queen respectively?

>>3548526
>>Isn't it lonely here?

>>3548526

>I figured there might be more

>>3548526
So Loki is most likely gonna be for our magical properties, since Carol is for our invader's.
What about Mom though? Both?

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>>3548526
>>3548586
Perhaps, but I have a feeling that if we ever see Dad, it'll be for our often overlooked Human side.

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>>3548526
"I figured there might be more." You frown. "I mean, some stragglers at least. Or how about the hybrids?"

"Only Invader with pure DNA can ever hope to communicate on this level." Carol shakes her head sadly. "All the pure Invaders had died out years ago, and the artificial ones they've been manufacturing... just really aren't the same. Both on purpose and because they can't really 'make' a real Invader."

"Okay, I get it." You nod. "So I take it my Invader side is getting stronger?"

"It matures as you do. It's part of your very body, after all!" Carol giggles.

However, you eyes then manage to catch what looks like a black oil stain snaking its way across the surface the water. You turn to track it, seeing what looked to be an ugly, bulbous black tumor jutting up from the water's surface. It pulsated at a constant rate, leaking more and more of the black fluid.

"What is-"

"Don't go near it." Carol says quickly. "That's... that's not supposed to be here."

"It's Nemesis, isn't it?" You glower.

Carol nods sadly.

"How long has it been here?!" You ask. "How long did you know?"

"A few weeks now... " Carol mumbles. "I didn't know what it was at first. I was just.... kinda happy I had some company here after all this time."

>That's really dangerous.
>I guess I can understand.
>Other

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>>3548587
>Son, there are three kinds of humans.
>Those who live long enough on the battlefield start to think they're invincible, don't be like them, son.

>>3548592
>>I guess I can understand.

Does anyone else know about how empty this is?

>>3548592
>That's really dangerous.

>>3548592
>I guess I can understand.
Operation Adopt Nemesis has now initiated

>>3548592
>>3548592
>>I guess I can understand.
Is it hostile?

>>3548587
>>3548595
>Dad
I feel that dream would take place at the Family Lake. Dad would be fishing while facing the lake, or in a boat. Lewis wouldn't get to see his face until the very end.

>>3548613
We don't even know if this is a cute girl, or cute boy that we're going up against.

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>>3548592
"I guess I can understand." You look around again at this empty world. "Have... have you told anyone else about this?"

Carol shakes her head.

"Nobody else would understand." She explains.

"Not even Mom?" You raise an eyebrow. "She's not here either, I see."

"Well, she never really was an Invader, you know?" Carol chuckles weakly.

"Guess that makes sense." You sigh and glance back at Nemesis. "So... what do we do about that, then?"

"Like I said, you should just leave it alone." Carol warns. "It's... not fully developed yet, so who knows what happens if you provoke it?"

"But, we CAN communicate with it, right?" You ask.

"I'm not really sure." Carol frowns. "It's still asleep. Not even fully conscious. I'm... I really don't know what will happen."

>Okay, we'll leave it along.
>I guess I'll give it a shot.
>Other

>>3548643
>Okay, we'll leave it along.

>>3548643
>Okay, we'll leave it alone.

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>>3548643
>>I guess I'll give it a shot.

>>3548642
Honestly, seeing some of these BOWs, it could be neither.

>>3548643
>I guess I'll give it a shot.

>>3548643
>I guess I'll give it a shot.

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>>3548643
"Well, I guess I'll give talking to it a shot." You say as you wade towards the black tumor.

"Lewie-" Carol moves to try to stop you, but you pick up speed to stay ahead of her.

The black oil sticks to your legs as you wade closer. You reach our hand out to Nemesis and touch it, its flesh somehow feeling ice cold...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>3548687

It’s too soon for it to be Lewis and Lucina’s kid... maybe it’s something by Vahlen?

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>3548687

Did it just use Lewis as an appearance template?

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>3548687
Oh goddamnit.

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>>3548687
>>3548690
Probably the latter. I'd expect Lewis and Lucina's kid would take a few months to have a presence.

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>>3548687
...

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>>3548699
However, the tumor suddenly expands, like a great maw, and closes around your arm, engulfing it in black, icy flesh. You wince as you can feel the cold eating away at your arm.

"Lewie!" Carol yelps as she swoops in. A swipe from a armored, clawed arm she quickly manifests severs the tendril of flesh from the main body, allowing her to pull you away from Nemesis. Without sustenance from the main body, the flesh wrapped around your arm begins to lose cohesion and slough off like melted snow.

"I told you!" Carol chastises you as she smacks you in the forehead, Fortunately, she had morphed her arm back into its human form. "Stay away from it!"

"Sorry, I thought I could maybe talk with it or something..." You mutter.

"You can be such a dumb dumb sometimes!" Carol groans as she continues to pull you away from the tumor.

"Sorry for making you worry like that." You sigh. "And uh, thanks for saving my ass there."

"That's what big sisters do!" Carol grunts as she finally lets go of you. "Anyways, let's get this over with!"

"Get what over with?" You blink.

"Like I said, your Invader side has matured, so you can probably awaken another mutation!"

>That sounds neat.
>I don't want to become TOO much like an Invader...
>Other

>>3548714
>That sounds neat.

>>3548714
>I don't want to become TOO much like an Invader...

>>3548714
>>I don't want to become TOO much like an Invader...

No offence or anything. Though, I would probably support it more if we also learned a few more magic tricks.

>>3548714
>That sounds neat.

>>3548714
>>That sounds neat.

>>3548714
>I don't want to become TOO much like an Invader...
Slow ride! Take it eaaaaaaaasy!

>>3548714
>I don't want to become TOO much like an Invader...

>>3548714
>That sounds neat

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Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>3548714
Well, looks like it's time for another roll off...

1. Neat
2. Don't want

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>>3548734
"I don't want to become TOO much like an Invader..." You mumble.

"Oh, well that's okay, we don't need to rush it!" Carol giggle as she ruffles your hair. "Don't worry about it! Your existing abilities are already pretty overpowered, anyways!"

"You're not mad?" You blink.

"Why should I be? It's what my baby brother chose, right?" Carol winks. "Whatever you choose, I'm confident you'll be fine!"

"Thanks, Carol." You smile as you hug her.

"Aaaaaanyways, you better get going already!" Carol flicks your forehead. "Can't have you oversleeping now, can we?"

"Huh-?" You blink as suddenly you fall through the surface of the water, sinking and sinking...

Your eyes snap open and you sit up from your cot in a cold sweat. Did all of that happen? Or was it all just a dream?

"Did you have a bad dream?" HK asks as she loyally sits at your side.

"Something like that." You wince. "What happened with Mom?"

"She simply drank herself unconscious, as expected." HK reports. "Springfield is currently preparing something for her inevitable hangover."

"Yeah, sounds like Mom." You sigh.

There's a brief, awkward silence as HK continues to stare at you, and you're not totally sure why.

>Okay, you can carry on with your other duties.
>Is there something you want to talk about?
>Other

>>3548747
>Get a glass of water to drink
and then
>Is there something you want to talk about?

>>3548747
>Is there something you want to talk about?

Is it about her mind template?

>>3548747
>>Is there something you want to talk about?

>>3548753
Could always be about Carol's personal Doll companion.

>>3548747
>Is there something you want to talk about?

>>3548747
>Is there something you want to talk about?

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>>3548747
"Is there something you want to talk about?" You ask, looking at HK curiously.

"Ah, well, not exactly." HK pauses. "Well, perhaps. There's a subject that's been on my mind lately."

"I was... wondering what would become of me if Dr. Egan's A2 Project was ever finished." HK glances at you. "It's quite obvious her specifications would be beyond any T-Doll built yet, including me. Would I be reassigned or decommissioned in that case?"

>Well of course you wouldn't!
>Couldn't hurt to try teasing her a bit.
>Other

>>3548758
>Couldn't hurt to try teasing her a bit.

She'd be cute in as a personal maid and caretaker of Lewis' kids.

>>3548758
>of course not.
No teasing on her biggest trauma

>>3548758
>>Well of course you wouldn't!

>>3548758
>>Well of course you wouldn't!

>>3548758
>Well of course you wouldn't!

>>3548758
>of course not.

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>>3548758
"Well of course not!" You assure her. "Really, A2 would be more like Carol's personal T-Doll, so there shouldn't be any ovelap with your role."

"But-"

"It's not an issue, HK." You repeat. "You're my partner and that's not changing until either or both of us are dead. Understood?"

"Understood." HK nods. "I apologize for speaking out of line like that."

"Don't worry about it." You wave it off. "Now come on, let's get something to eat. I get the feeling it's going to be a hectic day."

"Of course." HK nods again. This time, though, you could almost swear you could see her giving a relieved smile.

>And that's it for tonight! We coming down to the end here, so it's very likely the the next thread will be the last one for this quest! Hope to see you all there for the finale starting on Friday!

>>3548779
Thanks for running Merc!

>>3548779
See you next time, boss!

>>3548779
Thanks for the wild ride, Merc.

I swear that we don't start giving our Dolls real names, it'll be the kids calling them nanny.

>>3549196
>kids
I hope Carol can hold out a bit longer because in a few years, I feel like the Hive Mind will have quite a few voices (depending on if Invader genes promote twins, triplets, quadruplets, or more)