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You are AMANDA WALICIA CATASTROVANIA, the neural copy of some hacker who has been modified into an experimental mind maid GF! There you are, you little scamp.
Your master is currently PASSED THE FUCK OUT after getting a bad brain shock from your upload. He could be in danger! And if he goes, you go too!

>What do you do?

>>4697499
>contemplate your existence

>>4697499
>Try driving him.

>>4697499
Simply sweep away the residual brain shock and pour some nice tea on brain to heal. Easy

>>4697499
>panic

>>4697503
+1
We are brain meido, but what if we could be something...more?

>>4697499
help your master up

>>4697499
Waking him up and letting him think too much or panic about what's happening might make things worse. Make sure he doesn't wake up until we can come up with a solution or the problem passes on it's own.

>>4697526
This

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>Simply sweep away the residual brain shock and pour some nice tea on brain to heal. Easy
You'd love to, but it looks like you forgot your broom and teapot in your other skirt.

>contemplate your existence
>We are brain meido, but what if we could be something...more?
Existence? Who do you think you are, some kind of armchair intellectual? Your existence came about when some shmuck decided it would be a cool idea to let a corporation copy his brain for some scuffed-ass neural storage experiment!
Something more... yeah, you could. Maybe if you had a way to interact with the outside world, you could be whatever you wanted. Maybe even find out who's brainwaves you're rocking a copy of. But there's no way you can do that.
Unless?

>Try driving him.
>help your master up
Nooo, you couldn't do that...
Well, you could. Really easily actually since he isn't conscious. But that'd be violating your master's bodily rights!
Still though, he's probably in danger right now with the whole being knocked out thing...

>What do you do?

>>4697590
>observe the situation outside the body

>>4697590
Do we have access to any of his nerves from his squishy meat brain? If so I recommend some very light tweaks here and there to get him uncomfortable enough to wake up. Give him a nice leg cramp, that always gets me to wake up.

>>4697590
Are we still being uploaded? Maybe try slowing down the upload rate to put less strain on the brain. Also see if there is a command prompt or something we can open up in our MindOS.

>>4697592
+1

>>4697592
+1, save if in danger.

>>4697592
+1.

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>>4697611

>observe the situation outside the body
Surely he won't mind if you just take a little control, just enough to peek outside...

Your eyes open to see two figures standing over you. One whose face is partially blocked by her bountiful bosom, and the other who even you can't determine the gender of.

"He's awake!" The hefty-chested one announces with relief in her voice
"M-Martin? Are you okay? Can, um, can you hear us?" The androgyny asks

>What do you do?

>>4697682
>Master Martin is currently indisposed, may I take a message?

>>4697689
+1

Panic a little on the inside.

>>4697682
>>4697689
>>4697700

>Master Martin is currently indisposed, may I take a message?
>I'm sure he'll be back soon, though!

>>4697705
+1

>>4697689
+2
Explain that they are currently talking to the brain A.I. chip in his head, and he is currently unconscious until he recovers from the ordeal.
Ask them if they could move his body to the couch since we do not have express permission to move his body.

>>4697689
+3

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>Master Martin is currently indisposed, may I take a message?
>I'm sure he'll be back soon, though!
Oh boy, oh me oh my, oh gosh. This isn't good. Two strangers who your master hasn't introduced you to yet. At least your voice sounds decidedly manlier, like master's!
The other two, however, are not as pleased with the words being spoken

"Wh-What? What did you say?" The woman asks. "Who..."
"I-I think the neural chip must've done something to him." The other states, observing you curiously with those big red cybereyes of theirs.
"Well get it out of him!" The woman moves forwards, intent on ripping the chip right out of your master's ear!

>What do you do?

>>4697797
>panic
>p-please don't!

>>4697797
>Why don't I just take Master to bed and we let him wake up on his own later, okay?

>>4697808
+1
If all else fails, we can just run away to protect Master from these strangers

>>4697808
>>4697797

>Why don't I just take Master to bed and we let him wake up on his own later, okay?
>I think this might be best left to a professional! I'm not sure how it all works myself..

>>4697797
>Apologize profusely
>Properly explain the situation

Do a full-on Dogeza if we need to, but priority one is defusing a potentially hostile situation for our Master's sake!

>>4697797
Escape, these people are trying to separate yo and master uwu

>>4697808
+1
If we still can't convince them, deescalate the situation by striking a pose or two.

>>4697802
This.
>>4697830
THIS if #1 fails.

>>4697797
try to calm them down

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>panic
>p-please don't!
>Why don't I just take Master to bed and we let him wake up on his own later, okay?
"I'm not leaving some digital parasite inside my little man! C'mere!"
"Dorothy, wait! Y-You'll break something!"
The woman grabs you in a headlock with a surprising amount of strength! She goes to give the chip a tug but...

"It's... melted into the slot." She says
"Really? It is?" The androgyny asks, stepping over to look into your ear. Huh, that would explain why master's hearing is so muffled on one side.
Even with the chip stuck in your ear, you can hear the strong lady start to hyperventilate.
"What do we do? Jabberwock, tell me what to do, give me an order, something- I-I need to-"

Things are getting a bit intense
>What do you do?

>>4698154
>c-calm down, please!
>give her a hug, tell her everything will be alright

>>4698181
+1
Lets try the DIPLOMATIC option first of all

>>4698181
This.

>>4698154
I don't think diplomacy is working, both of them seem a little too freaked out. See if we can jolt master awake, and if we can't, try to impersonate him for a bit. Make it sound like he's back in control, then try to come up with a proper explanation after he wakes up.

>>4698181
>W-wait, he's alright! A-at least I think he is. I think I can f-feel his consciousness, he s-should recover from the shock from the shard soon.

>>4698154
"I have a brilliant idea! I bet the smell of some bacon would wake him up- why don't you cook that instead of strangling me please?"

>>4698210
>>4698181

Both! Try to calm Dorothy down with hugs while also pretending to be Martin.

ENOUGH, pull out you GUN. You know master has it in his coat pocket. There are 3 things every trap is known for
Being cute
Being racist
And knowing how to handle a coc_ GUN!

Uwu

>>4698264
supporting

>>4698181
+1

No pretending we're Martin though, I doubt he'd appreciate it.

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>c-calm down, please!
>give her a hug, tell her everything will be alright
It looks like just being hugged by someone who looks like your master was enough to calm her down! At least, clam her to where she isn't trying to boggle your noggin.
She even embraces you back! With superhuman strength! You're pretty sure you just felt your whole spine pop.

>"I have a brilliant idea! I bet the smell of some bacon would wake him up- why don't you cook that instead of strangling me please?"
The woman wipes some synthetic tears off on your jacket. "Y-Yeah, of course. Of course! My little dear would love some of my cooking!"
She quickly shuffles over to the stoven and begins to busy herself, seeming to hold it together for the moment

"So... you're what was inside the chip?" The short little gremlin asks. "Who- or what, are you?"

>What do you do?

>>4698316
He may not appreciate it, but it keeps him safe. The woman who has us in a headlock right now isn't thinking rationally, and might accidentally harm master if we don't calm her down quickly.

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Last post for the night! Sorry for the late start!

>>4698322
I stand corrected. Give the gremlin our standard "Hello! I'm Amanda, Martin's new MindAI assistant!" spiel.

>>4698322
Pretend to be someone way cooler than we are.

>>4698322
>"I'm a brainmeido made out of a copy of someone's neural scan, please don't erase me"

>>4698322
>A God. Fear me, morta-ow!

Then this >>4698334.

>>4698326
No worries mate! Hope you have a lovely night!

>>4698322
>I am Amanada Walicia Catastrovania, humanity's companion!

Im Amanda
I'm a man, duh

>>4698608
+1

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>>4698327
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>>4698905

>I am Amanada Walicia Catastrovania, humanity's companion!
You strike a pose on instinct.
"Yeah... but what are you? The capsule said something like neural storage, so..."

>"I'm a brainmeido made out of a copy of someone's neural scan, please don't erase me"
"I-I thought ALLCO. discontinued stuff like this ages ago. You must be pretty old then!" The gremlin chuckles

The woman by the stove seems to have stopped in her tracks. If that broken fridge in the corner is any indication, she must not be able to find any ingredients. She clears her throat, trying to sound kind and gentle
"Excuse me... would you mind ordering something to make? It seems we're all out of bacon and [EGG]."

>What do you do?

>>4699038
Order only the most expensive and finest bacon and egg for your master- surely he'll appreciate the quality!

>>4699038
Order bacon and eggs.

>>4699038
Order a Grand Slam from Denny's.

>>4699040
+1.

Maybe the damage to his wallet will wake him up.

>>4699105
+1

>>4699038
this>>4699105

>>4699070
+1
>>4699040
>>4699112
Jesus Christ guys can we maybe stop making the decisions that actively harm our boy?

>>4699123
>stop the hijinks
Never!

>>4699040
I support.

>>4699127
Yes, let him revert to his doomer ways. Surely this will lead to better outcomes.

>>4699038
try to wake up your master

>>4699127
Hijinks is one thing but at some point it feels like people are actively working against the guy's interests

>>4699038
If we can't wake Martin up on our own, maybe we need some outside help. Ask the two what they would normally do to wake someone up, and ask them to perform it on you. What's the worst thing that could happen? Getting pinched on the cheek?

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>>4699143

>Order only the most expensive and finest bacon and egg for your master- surely he'll appreciate the quality!
Only the finest [EGG] could wake your master! You get onto his HDD and order up a whole bowl of top quality [EGG] as well as some gourmet bacon!
[-150 CR] [BALANCE: 2583]

A [TUBE] rapidly descends from the ceiling right above you, making an ominous dispensing noise! Oh god oh jeez oh man it's all coming RIGHT NOW.

>What do you do?

>>4699177
Quick! Shove the ottoman under the [TUBE]

>>4699177
>Ask the woman stand ready to help catch the eggs.

>>4699177
Did the order say if the eggs came in a package? Take off the jacket and use it to catch the eggs, moving furniture might take too long.

>>4699177
Put the frying pan in front of the tube, we won't have to break the eggs then.

>>4699207
This, let's put our maid skills to use.

>>4699207
But the shells may not break into easily retrievable pieces if we do that! What kind of maid would allow egg shell to get into their master's eggs?

>>4699214
A maid that makes the best out of a bad situation.

>>4699217
Yes, crunchy eggs, a maid classic! At least the jacket can be washed if one of them breaks, we can't wash a bad meal off our record!

>>4699223
Then you ain't washing hard enough!

>>4699185
Supporting.

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>>4699181
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>Put the frying pan in front of the tube, we won't have to break the eggs then.
DAMN you're good. You manage to catch the entire bowl of [EGG] and the bacon in one quick move! If master were awake right now he'd be so impressed. He'd probably even give you a [HEADPAT]! Now if only you knew how to cook well.

"Wonderful, wonderful, now please, give them to me! I-I have to wake my little dear." The woman insists, moving quickly towards you again to take the pan

>What do you do?

>>4699393
>Give her the food, ask for advise and tips on cooking

>>4699393
cook the food

>>4699393
>Make sure to observe her and ask for advice.

>>4699405
This seems good.

>>4699399
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>>4699405
Support

>>4699405
supporting

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>>4699622

>Make sure to observe her and ask for advice.
The woman is a little hesitant, but agrees to let you learn from her! Boy, master's mom sure is a strange lady, but darn can she cook! You gain [COOKING 1] from the experience!

You make sure to get a real nice whiff of the meal to wake your master... but nothing seems to happen. You go for a second, a third, and even a taste, but you're still in control! This is troublesome indeed.
Made even more troublesome when you get a message from an unknown person on your HDD! It reads, "Your vitals went strange. What happened."

>What do you do?

>>4699653
ask master's mom what's going on. is she technically out boss since she's our master's mother?

>>4699653
>just having a snack

Also >>4699665

>>4699653
tell them everything is fine

>>4699653
New body, who dis?

>>4699712
+1

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>ask master's mom what's going on. is she technically out boss since she's our master's mother?
"M-Mother? No, no, I'm not his mother, of course not! I'm simply your- er, his big sister... Is it not proper for a sister to care about her little brother?"
Master's sister straightens out her dress with a small smile on her face
"But no, no, I could never take leadership. It's much nicer following orders... commands... demands..." She blushes at the thought

>just having a snack
>tell them everything is fine
Turning back to the HDD, you send a message back.
"Then would you care to explain what snack caused you to fall unconscious." They respond, followed by calling you.

>What do you do?

>>4700432
Tell the truth and ask her to not delete us, and to help our new nice master who also wont delete us, maybe, hoping, fingers crossed

>>4700432
Pick up the call but just play it neutral until we can gauge what sort of relation this person has with master. Wouldn't want to tip ALLCO. off to the current situation before we have any sort of leverage.

>>4700477
+1

>>4700432
"What, you never heard of the itus before?".
If that fails just say the little gremlin slipped you something when you kept pressing to figure out their gender. Brain meido may not know jabberwock but they totally look the type.

>>4700480
supporting

>>4700480
+1

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>"What, you never heard of the itus before?".
"Do not be flippant." The voice of a cold woman answers. She sounds pretty irritated by something!

>If that fails just say the little gremlin slipped you something when you kept pressing to figure out their gender. Brain meido may not know jabberwock but they totally look the type.
"H-Hey!" The gremlin protests
The woman on the line sighs deeply through her nose. "Then perhaps I should have Junko accompany you to settle the matter quickly. You are in possession of valuable equipment after all. We can't allow some petty argument to let it come to harm."
"Speaking of, how is the chip? Have you delivered it to ALLCO. and retrieved your girlfriend yet?"

>What do you do?

>>4700568
>No, I'm waiting for my handler to arrive to help take care of that.
>How are you, by the way?

>>4700572
supporting

>>4700572
Supporting!

>>4700572
Backing this.

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>No, I'm waiting for my handler to arrive to help take care of that.
Yeah... that sounds about right, right? Looks like you still have some of that old sellcord knowledge kicking around somewhere in your frilly-aproned mind.
"Contact me when it is done. Don't forget our [PINKY SWEAR]."
You shiver at the words. Even you know that a [PINKY SWEAR] is one of the most binding agreements out there! Why does master have one with this lady?

>How are you, by the way?
"I'm... fine...? I'm sorry, you really just asked how I was doing?"
She sounds caught completely off guard, almost like she doesn't know how to answer!
"I, ehm, was not injured in the fighting, if that is what you mean. Junko received a few wounds, though the damage was entirely superficial."

A loud, rowdy sounding voice calls from somewhere near the woman.
"YEAH, THOSE LITTLE PUNKS COULDN'T TAKE ME DOWN IF THEY TRIED! TELL THE GUY TO LET ME KNOW WHEN HE'S GONNA GET INTO A FIGHT AGAIN."

"...She wishes you to inform her when next you plan on... bah, you heard her. I can send her information to your HDD if you wish. Consider it a gesture of good will."

>What do you do?

>>4700735
>Yes please, she seems like fun to hang out with, wanna come with?

>>4700735
"Thank you ma'am. Ma- I will make good on that pinky promise!"

>>4700739
This, but be prepared to pretend there is interference and hang up if she gets suspicious.

>>4700739
+1

>>4700738
We've tried this before anon, not to mention it's bad etiquette to invite someone else in Master's name.

>>4700739
>>4700741

Supporting these.

>>4700739
>>4700741

Yep, these.

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>>4700738
>>4700739
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>>4700821

>Yes please, she seems like fun to hang out with, wanna come with?
"YEAHEAH. JUST SAY THE WORD, LITTLE GUY."
You gain [JUNKO CRUSHER'S NUMBER x1]
The calmer woman chimes in. "Though please, do not overuse her services. She is my bodyguard. I have final say over who else can call upon her and when."

>"Thank you ma'am. Ma- I will make good on that pinky promise!"
"I know you will. Because if you don't, there are [CONSEQUENCES] for those who break such a promise. Have a pleasant day."
The woman ends the call.

Back in meatspace, it looks like Master's sister finished the bowl of [EGG], but decided the bacon needs a bit longer. What a good chef.
The gremlin as well has started messing with something. They poke a that big metal capsule that was sitting on the couch, seeming to want to take it apart.

>What do you do?

>>4700905
Start singing a little diddy to lift everyone's spirits

>>4700905
Ask if the others have any idea of things Master loves, and which might wake him up?

>>4700905
Clean this place up a bit, it's a bit of a pigsty.

>>4700905
try to wake up your master

>>4700905
Find master's room and explore it. We should learn a bit more about who we're serving.

>>4700952
+1. Maybe we can speak to him in our head%?

>>4700952
We could try going to sleep to wake up master. Maybe only one of us can be awake at a time, or maybe his mind will wake up with the body after sleeping.

>>4700952
Wake up master for delicious eggs~

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>try to wake up your master
>Wake up master for delicious eggs~
You give your master a little whisper of "wakey wakey, eggs and bakey~" before chomping down on one of the [EGG]

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You are MARTIN KING XXVIII, and you have just had a rude awakening consisting of suddenly finding yourself with a mouthful of FUCK HOT EGG.

>What do you do?

>>4701028
Swallow quickly and cool your tongue with some Moxie.

Then try and remember what the hell just happened.

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>>4701028
That pleading feeling in the back of your head wants you to finish those eggs, boy.

So do it.

>>4701032
+1

>>4701032
+1
Also offer an egg to Jabberwock, they must be hungry.

>>4701048
+1

"Can I offer you an egg in this trying time?"

>>4701048
+1

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>Swallow quickly and cool your tongue with some Moxie.
You do so, and oh god it burns all the way down. Why did you think this was a good idea. You dash to your minifridge only to remember that everything inside is BUSTED. Thanks ALLCO.!

>That pleading feeling in the back of your head wants you to finish those eggs, boy.
There's no way. You would actually die. You're pretty sure you can feel your stomach acid boiling right now or something

>Also offer an egg to Jabberwock, they must be hungry.
>"Can I offer you an egg in this trying time?"
Weakly offering an egg to Jabberwock you ask, steam leaking from your mouth as you hold it out to them.
"U-Um... no thanks! Are you alright? Are you Martin now?"
Dorothy watches the display in shock and awe

>Then try and remember what the hell just happened.
The last thing you remember you shoved some shady experimental tech into your ear, heard some weird maid, and the next thing you know you're cooking yourself inside out with an [EGG].
What a wild ride your life has become lately.

>What do you do?

>>4701848
>Order moxy immidiately to cool down
>Notice purchase history has some expensive ass eggs in ut

>>4701848
>Have I gone deaf in one ear?

>>4701848
Try feeling around where we inserted the chip, how messed up is it? Could we try pulling it out?

>>4701848
>Notice the sudden pain in our back from doing poses we shouldn't have done.

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>Order moxy immidiately to cool down
>Notice purchase history has some expensive ass eggs in ut
It won't stay cool for long, but one refreshing bottle of the Original Elixir should be enough to save your insides. The [TUBE] shoots down immediately, dropping an ice cold Moxie™ right onto your noggin.
Woah, rapid delivery. Must be a thanks from the [TUBE] for fixing it up!

And yeah, hold on a second, why the fuck did you spend 150CR on bacon and eggs. Furthermore, how did you manage to get JUNKO CRUSHER's number? Someone's been messing with your HDD while you've been out.

>Have I gone deaf in one ear?
Now that you mention it, it is pretty hard to hear out of one ear.

>Try feeling around where we inserted the chip, how messed up is it? Could we try pulling it out?
Oh that's a weird feeling. Melted and rehardened plastic is clogging up the datachip slot that doubles as your earhole. That's... probably not safe, but it doesn't hurt. Yet.

>Notice the sudden pain in our back from doing poses we shouldn't have done.
Yeah, your back does hurt. Maybe from the seizures?

Okay, no, something funky happened while you were out. That bowl of death [EGG] and the bacon Dorothy is currently burning in the package doesn't just appear out of nowhere.
"So uh, Martin..." Jabberwock starts. They then proceed to explain the series of events that occurred while you were out.

>What do you do?

>>4702169
Ask Jabberwock to install cooking software in Dorothy

>>4702169
>Okay....the fuck happened when I blacked out, why and how did I get Junko Crusher's number?

>>4702169
>Call the maid out to explain herself
>Forgive her to prevent a meltdown
>Nurse the Moxie like it was your tomboy

>>4702169
Is there something we can do to clear the molten plastic? I really don't want to get an infection...

>>4702228
>>4702206
supporting

>>4702206
>>4702228
+1

>>4702190
This.

Then, rush off to our DATE WITH REB.

>>4702169
On one hand, the meido spent a bunch of credits, on the other hand, we've got Junko Crusher's phone number. Let's call it even

>>4702190
+1 to this

>>4702206
+1

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>Ask Jabberwock to install cooking software in Dorothy
"A-Are you sure? Last time I tried to mess with her software she... you know."
Dorothy meanwhile lets out a gasp and takes the pan off the burner, waving it around and looking for somewhere to put it out

>Call the maid out to explain herself
>Forgive her to prevent a meltdown
>Nurse the Moxie like it was your tomboy
Amanda digitizes in front of you, tapping their fingers together with a look like they just got caught with their hand in the cookie jar. "S-Sorry master, I-I just didn't want your body to get hurt and then all this other stuff started-"
You pat the maid on the head. Or at least try to, your hand really just goes right through them. Jabberwock gives you a strange look. You feel like you're gonna need a lot of Moxie™. Maybe a couple cigarettes too.

>Is there something we can do to clear the molten plastic? I really don't want to get an infection...
The gremlin hums in thought. "Well, not here at least. Normally I'd be all for digging in somebody with just my trusty knife, b-but I like you! Also you're still alive! So... it'll just have to stay there for now. I don't want to end up hurting you."

>On one hand, the meido spent a bunch of credits, on the other hand, we've got Junko Crusher's phone number. Let's call it even
Now that you look at your contacts, you realize that it's a whole lot more full than it was a few days ago!
-DOROTHY
-REBECCA
-JABBERWOCK
-VANESSA
-FREDERICK
-PEANUT
-K3NNEDY
-???
-GOTH JOY
-HUA
-JUNKO

>What do you do?

>>4702511
First things first, let's shoot Frederick a text or call to make sure he's all good- maybe see if he needs to be picked up

>>4702511
Send a message to ???

>New brain who dis

>>4702512
Fine, this. THEN:

>>4702291
Meet our quest-titular GF in the wasteland!

>>4702550
supporting

>>4702550
+1
Before we leave, we should find a weapon to use in case we get attacked by something in the wasteland. Maybe the eggs could be used for self defense?

>>4702550
Support

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>>4702512
>>4702527
>>4702550
>>4702634
>>4702703
>>4702929

>First things first, let's shoot Frederick a text or call to make sure he's all good- maybe see if he needs to be picked up
Seems like Fred still isn't picking up, status unavailable. Man, losing a leg must SUCK.
It's the same story with the Backup, though they're likely still hiding out from LO-INC. security.

>Send a message to ???
You go to send a message, but for some reason both the message bar and the call button are greyed out and unusable. Something else is weird too, the mystery contact's status is showing up as "Silent Treatment." You don't think that's one of the usual settings.

>Before we leave, we should find a weapon to use in case we get attacked by something in the wasteland. Maybe the eggs could be used for self defense?
You look around your apartment for a minute, but can't seem to find any trace of your trusty NERF HEATER. Last time you saw it, Peanut was messing around with it. Damn kid must've swiped it before you all went to LO-INC. HQ.
You consider the bowl of [EGG] as a weapon. They're not particularly dangerous, and they'll probably be cooled off by the time you get outside city limits. Still, who knows what you could use them for.
You gain [BOWL OF EGG x1]
Of course, there's also the MAD. Neither you, nor your resident tech-fiend, are sure about just how it works. It probably wouldn't hurt to bring along though, right?

>Meet our quest-titular GF in the wasteland!
Once Dorothy tosses the bacon and pan in your bathroom sink, you assemble your motley crew for a journey into the BADLANDS.
Exit from the city to the outside is manned by LO-INC. goons. They'll likely let you pass if you give Hua a call, and she may even send along Junko. You can always find someplace to sneak out if that's more your style though.

>What do you do?

>>4703385
Sneak out solo-style, or at least with just Dorothy if we feel we need some bodyguarding. Ask Jab to stay in our apartment for now to guard our home base and t coordinate with the others when they arrive; ask them to call us so we can plan our next steps.

But this is a DATE. The more privacy we can get for our first date with the REAL Reb, the less awkward it will be.

>>4703385
Let's just sneak out alone. We need some alone time with our girl.
>>4703391
>Bringing our big sister to a date
Are you mad? Do you WANT to make the whole thing awkward?

>>4703428
>big sister

You mean our HENTAI-based 'big sister's sexbot who is also Reb's friend?

...Yeah, fair play. Let's bring her for safety, but have her hover back for the date proper?

>>4703385
Try putting on the MAD and see if anything is different now that we have Amanda, maybe some new features have unlocked.
After that, I would consider sneaking out on our own. Having the others come with may draw unwanted attention, and I don't want our friends getting hurt.

>>4703491
>Implying she'll comply
Yeah, no, thanks. I don't want her barging in and ruining a moment between King and Reb.

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>>4703391
>>4703428
>>4703491
>>4703504
>>4703524

>Sneak out
>Try putting on the MAD
While debating with yourself on whether or not to take Dorothy along, you decide to idly try the MAD to see if anything has changed.
The interface doesn't show anything different from when you last tried it, but you get a tingle up the back of your neck as Amanda lets out a noise
"Wohohoooh~! Master, this thing feels crazy! Like I could reach out with my mind and do whatever!"

>What do you do?

>>4703682
Try and use telekinesis 1,maybe try and move bottles of Moxie we got lying around or something else small.

>>4703682
>Please get my Moxie, Amanda.

>>4703682
Ask if she can open and close doors for us.

>>4703682
>Try letting Amanda reach out with their mind.

>>4703703
+1
Also make sure to grab Reb's jacket on the way out, I think she might like having it back when we get to the wasteland.

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>>4703697
>>4703703
>>4703707
>>4703808

>make sure to grab Reb's jacket on the way out
You can't believe you nearly forgot it! She might've gotten upset that you left behind her comfy jacket.
You gain [REB'S JACKET x1]
Good save

>Please get my Moxie, Amanda.
"M-Me? But master, I can't fiddle around with physical things! Not unless I'm controlling your body, that is..."
Amanda makes a strange hum
"Do you... want me to take over to see what this thing will let me do? I promise I'll let you drive again right after!"

>What do you do?

>>4703937
"Sure, let's give it a shot"

Also, this will give us an opportunity to see if Martin can still understand what's going on while Amanda's in control now that he's not unconscious

>>4703937
>Yeah, let's give it a shot.

>>4703937
We can experiment with that after we meet with Reb! We gotta' stop dicking around or we'll miss our chance!

>>4703971
+1
We need to go. We already lost way too much time.

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>>4703941
>>4703960
>>4703971
>>4704045

>Yeah, let's give it a shot.
You are now [RIDING SHOTGUN]
Holy heck, with Amanda at the wheel, your options really open up! Your maid's ESP rating is high enough to reach level DEMON PRINCE, whatever that means. The MAD lists your options

>TELEKINESIS 3 - Lift up to 100lbs with your mind
>EXORCISM 3 - ...banish up to moderate spectres?
>PSYCHO DASH 2 - Enhance your speed to up to professional athlete levels
>EVIL HEAL 1 - Instantly heal one surface-level wound
>PSYCHIC LINK - Link someone's mind to your own, allowing you to speak telepathically
>MINDSWAP - Change who is in control of Martin's body
>ATTEMPT OTHER (Write-in)

>>4704073
Hmm... what happens when we try to do things Jaeger style? Amanda's already living rent-free in our head, so are we drift compatible, perhaps?

>>4704073
>ATTEMPT OTHER
Instant Transmission. Let's fuckin teleport to meet Reb

>>4704079
Support.

>>4704073
If not: PSYCHIC LINK to message Reb, tell her we're on our way.

>>4704089
Support.

>>4704073
I feel like we should go already... we're going to lose the opportunity to see Reb.

>>4704094
Agreed. Send the message, teleport or get over there ASAP. No need to take Dorothy now; we have a bodyguard in our head.

>>4704079
>>4704089

Both of these. Let's get cookin'.

>>4704073
>ATTEMPT OTHER
If Martin doesn't have his own car, try to use our psychic abilities to hijack one (with plans to return it once we're done). Walking to the wastelands will take too long.
>>4704079
I'm always worried about the safety of teleporting, I think we should travel normally.

>>4704101
Same. Teleporting IS going to go wrong. It's not even might, I know it is. Let's just go, please.

>>4704079
+1

>>4704073
See if we can pshyco dash and then swap

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>>4704077
>>4704079
>>4704089
>>4704090
>>4704094
>>4704096
>>4704100
>>4704101
>>4704107
>>4704123
>>4704142

>Psychic Link
Sadly Reb is out of Amanda's link range, TOUCH, and also has no idea where she is!

>See if we can pshyco dash
Amanda takes a few laps around your apartment, vaulting the couch and table with ease! Both Dorothy and Jabberwock look at you strangely.

>Instant Transmission
On your orders, Amanda attempts to channel their ESP into a teleport! BADLANDS, here you come!

---

Oh fuck, where are you.

>What do you do?

>>4704161
"Hello? Is this thing on? Am I all alone? Is anyone there? I need a bigger gun"

>>4704161
And this is what happens when you don't specify the location on a teleport! We could be in any badlands on the planet right now!
Think about the apartment, we need to remember everything down to the last detail so we get it right, and then teleport back.

>>4704166
+1
Let's see if there's anyone around here first before going anywhere else

>>4704196
Sounds reasonable. Supporting >>4704166 now, but we need to be more careful with future teleports.

>>4704166
Support

>>4704196
>>4704166
>>4704207

Supporting as well!

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Last post for tonight! Tomorrow: LANDS THAT ARE NOT SO GOOD

>>4704268
>Bandlands
>Mask Mad Max Man

I'm getting some flashbacks here...

Are we in Arizona?

>>4704273
Even worse
Utah

>>4704457
Dear God

So, when are we going to meet the crispy mormon?

>>4704457
Government Issued Moderately-Sized Tiddy Mormon GF spinoff when?

>>4704581
Not enough tribals.

>>4704582
No reason that there can't be in FUTURE Utah.

You guys think we will be able to perform attacks and psychic abilities at the same time during combat? If we can, I've got a few devilish ideas of how we could use it.

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>>4704166
>>4704173
>>4704196
>>4704229
>>4704256
>>4704273
>>4704457
>>4704574
>>4704581
>>4704631

>"Hello? Is this thing on? Am I all alone? Is anyone there? I need a bigger gun"
You make a reference you don't understand. That's probably not normal.
Looking at the MAD's display, you do notice something new near the bottom. The [MALEFECORUM PARADIGM]. Your mind feels a bit stronger, but also a bit more prone to watching chinese cartoons for some reason.

>Let's see if there's anyone around here first before going anywhere else
Amanda gives you the keys back, just as promised, and you take a look around.

---

Hm, yeah. You're no expert, but this seems like at least a two on the something scale.

>What do you do?

>>4705111
Attempt to reach out to Reb. By phone, this time?

>>4705111
Survey our surroundings, and try not to to die doing it.

>>4705111
Being surrounded by abandoned cars is still better than being surrounded by bandits. Lets check if there's anything inside the cars, maybe there's a map in one of them.

>>4705111
Call Reb on our HDD.

If we can move around while calling, let's also search the back of that truck with the mounted gun for goodies.

>>4705149
Solid action plan. Supporting this.

>>4705149
+1

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>>4705126
>>4705128
>>4705148
>>4705149
>>4705151
>>4705163

>Call Reb on our HDD.
>If we can move around while calling, let's also search the back of that truck with the mounted gun for goodies.
You dial up your tomboy, rooting around in the back of the beat-up, old Technical as you do, as sure enough she picks up!
"Heya, Mart! Looks like you didn't die, huh? Me neither!" Reb snickers, lounging somewhere dark
"So, you're out in the Badlands, huh? Guess that means you really do wanna see me. Well you're in luck, pal! A friend of mine just so happens to have this sweet bunker thin' out here. Not a corp alive knows it exists, not even ALLCO.!"

As you fiddle around with a box of busted old bullets, you hear someone call out behind you
"What do you think you're doing in my territory, city-man."

>What do you do?

>>4705394
>"Sorry, trying out experimental Corpo tech to get out and rescue my girlfriend."
>"Where am I?"

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>>4705394
>"Trying to find my Former Government Issued Tomboy after being teleported here thanks to wonky experimental corpo tech."

I knew I'd find a use for this technical/battle car image folder!

>>4705432
>Former Government Issue
She's still kind our tomboy, though, isn't she? Even if we removed the chip

>>4705394
>Giving you a hug! Pls don't crush me.

>>4705394
+1ing this >>4705410

>>4705439
The Former moniker was meant for the Government Issue, but I see your point.

>>4705394
>"I'm not looking for trouble, I'm looking for my girlfriend. I just need a map or some directions and you'll never have to see me again."
>>4705444
Hugging big cloaked figures is never a good idea.

>>4705497
*Hug*

>>4705394
"I'm, uh, on a date."

>>4705504
No.

>>4705514
Looks like somebody needs one!

>>4705519
I might, but wasteland strangers with animal ears do not.

>>4705527
Come on, kitty needs a hug!

>>4705530
No! What if she has fleas? We have tomboy GF for hugs, the most kitty gets is a firm handshake.

>>4705533
*Hug*

>>4705394
For the record, my vote is anti-hug.

>>4705539
No huggy kitty, that's final.

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>>4705543
>>4705546

dont hug cat, im worried our supercool hat will be damaged

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>>4705563

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>>4705410
>>4705432
>>4705439
>>4705444
>>4705454
>>4705473
>>4705507

>"Sorry, trying out experimental Corpo tech to get out and rescue my girlfriend."
>"Where am I?"
"As I said, my territory." The tall catgirl growls "And everything in my territory belongs to me."
She lets her cloak hang open, looking down her nose at you. Something in the back of Amanda and your minds goes nyaa.
"That includes you and that funny hat you have. Come with me."

Reb, still on the call, tries to get your attention. "Mart? You in trouble out there? Don't you die, you hear me? If you do, I'll find you! I'll find you and kick your dead ass!"
Amanda shrinks a little at the sight of the catgirl, even blushing some! "Uwaa, m-master... she's kind of, um... b-big. What should we do?"

>What do you do?

>>4705571
*Hug*

>>4705571
Do we need the MAD helmet to do psychic stuff? If so, put it on, if not then just grab it.

"Look, you seem like a nice lady and all, but I don't have time to get kidnapped. See ya later!"
>Mindswap with Amanda
>Psycho Dash
>GTFO

>>4705571
Psycho Dash away, we have a tomboy GF to find

>>4705571
Ask where she wants to take us, and that we aren't going with her if our girlfriend isn't there. Be prepared to >>4705581 if she doesn't give us a good answer or looks like she will attack us if we don't listen to her.

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>>4705572

>>4705586
Support, but be especially ready to psycho dash.

>>4705571
Could we use our MINDLINK to jedi mind trick her?

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>>4705589
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=vZa0Yh6e7dw

>>4705572
Look, I get it. If I were in Martin's shoes I would love to spoil the big badlands kitty with hugs and pets. But this isn't my story of how I hooked up with a big wastelander catgirl, it's the story of Martin and his tomboy GF. We need to reunite Martin with his tomboy, and hugging the kitty won't get us any closer to that goal.

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>>4705608
>>4705617
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=sRzZIXmE4oY

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>>4705572
>>4705581
>>4705583
>>4705586
>>4705593
>>4705597

>Ask where she wants to take us, and that we aren't going with her if our girlfriend isn't there.
"My lair. You don't have a lot of say where you're going after you thought you could trespass, without any consequences."

>Could we use our MINDLINK to jedi mind trick her?
You're not sure, you only figured out how to operate this thing a few minutes ago! Couldn't hurt to try, right?

>Mindswap with Amanda
>Psycho Dash
>GTFO
You slap the MAD on your head, stick Amanda in the driver's seat, and tell them to PSYCHO DASH away! See ya later, kitty cat!

"U-Um, master?"
Oh. You might be able to run like a pro athlete, but somehow the giant genetically modified supercat is keeping pace with you. Not to mention holy shit does this tire you out fast. Your legs might be stronger, but your stamina is still as shit as ever! If you keep this up for too long, you might end up passing out! Curse your unathletic lifestyle!

"Trying to run, hm? You're making this fun!" The catgirl calls after you, her voice drawing closer and closer!

>What do you do?

>>4705724
Call up Reb, ask for backup.

Then, use telekinesis to hurl obstacles and debris at the catgirl, and in her way.

>>4705724
Alright, here me out. This is my pro gamer, 10,000 IQ strategy.

>Hold on a little longer running, then turn around suddenly and power slide underneath her between her legs
>After doing so, yank her tail as hard as we can.
>If the former stuns or disables her for a bit, do that thing in movies where you chop someone in the back of the head and knock them out. Surely that will work, right? If she isn't stunned or disabled, try to get to that weird yellow cart we saw near the cars earlier and drive away

>>4705728
Shit, you think we could pull that off? +1, instead if my thing... As long as we still call Reb.

>>4705729
The way I see it, it's either going to be epic(ly hilarious), or we're going to turn around, immediately get slammed into her, and dragged away.

But if it works out it will be super dope

>>4705724
Use telekinesis on her legs. We may not be able to lift her up, but if we can lock up one of her legs for a little bit, she'll give a passionate kiss to the badlands dirt, giving us enough time to switch back to psycho dash and leg it.

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>>4705726
>>4705728
>>4705729
>>4705740
>>4705744

>Call up Reb, ask for backup.
You're a bit busy heaving air as you force your body to run way more than it ever has in the past since you've been born, but you make a mental note to call her again if you survive.

>WAY OF TAIL PULL
Oh boy, neither you nor Amanda isn't exactly the most skilled when it comes to physical stuff, but your maid surely knows how to pat a cat! This is going to take some skill and a whole lot of luck.
Your usage of the MAD also progresses... something. You can feel both yours and Amanda's minds growing stronger, as well as beginning to think the name of the device isn't so strange.
MALEFECORUM PARADIGM: [7/100]

CATGIRL DIFFICULTY: [15]

>Way of Tail Pulling (Roll: 1d20)
>Write-in

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>4705768
>>Way of Tail Pulling (Roll: 1d20)

>>4705768
Still going for the telekinesis route. Trying to stop our momentum at top speed then gain enough speed to slide will just make us collide with a huge speeding catgirl and probably break our helmet.

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>4705768

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>4705768
Changed my mind, even if we get caught, we should still be able to reason with her later.
>Way of Tail Pulling (Roll: 1d20)

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>4705768

Well, it was a neat idea.

Damn the three dice have already been rolled! Oh well, no ragrets

>>4705815
Roll anyways, roll away the pain.

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>4705819
Rolling just to feel something

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>4705768
>Way of Tail Pulling (Roll: 1d20)

Rolled 1 (1d20)

Uwaaa, rolling BIG is TOO EASY!!!

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Last post for tonight! Tomorrow: CATTE

Here's some proto-reb from before I even had an idea for this quest

Rolled 5 (1d20)

You goddamn weenies, I got this.

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>4705768
>Way of Tail Pulling (Roll: 1d20)

>>4704166
Please wake me up. Not to sound cliche...
But they s world sucks!

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>4705931
Pretty sure it's too late for this to help... Or my roll. But you never know!

>>4706122
This guy gets it

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>>4705772
>>4705773
>>4705801
>>4705803
>>4705807
>>4705823
>>4705836
>>4705844
>>4705928
>>4705931
>>4706421

>Uwaa, rolling [1] is too ez

Amanda miscalculates the power needed to quickly turn around mid-sprint, causing your body to twist its ankle. You're then hit in the back by a pounce from an enormous catgirl, taking both of you to the ground.
Thankfully, she spares you a sandy lunch by rolling the both of you around until eventually pinning you down! The MAD tumbles off your head and skips off a rock into some dunes, causing your legs to FEEL THE BURN. The big cat shines a predatory grin down at you as the two of you pant from the run. God you feel sick.

"Not bad, city-man, you got me to sweat some! Still, you never stood a chance with those wimpy noodles you call legs."

>What do you do?

>>4706686
Throw her off guard with Tongue-Fu