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>>5470195

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>>5470195
>>“Do you know a girl named Esperanza?” If she’s really your mother’s friend, maybe they met at an orphanage?

>>5470195
>“Do you know a girl named Esperanza?” If she’s really your mother’s friend, maybe they met at an orphanage?

>>5470195
>“Do you know a girl named Esperanza?” If she’s really your mother’s friend, maybe they met at an orphanage?

>>5470195
>>“Do you know a girl named Esperanza?” If she’s really your mother’s friend, maybe they met at an orphanage?

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“Do you know a girl named Esperanza?” With little pondering, you think asking this is worth the hassle.

“Y-Yeah, a little, you’ll have to be more specific, ha ha ha…” Mr. Auburn is going to give you the most unsatisfying answer of all time, just because you don’t know Esperanza’s last name! You can’t believe how unfortunate you are… “But I’m under the impression that you’re asking about Esperanza Larsen, aren’t you?”

“If that’s the one who knows Ema, yes.” You’re not going to pretend you know her full name. This could be the key information you needed to know everything about the brat! Now, the thing is, you could be talking about an unrelated Esperanza but, unlike, Mr. Auburn, you don’t think Esperanza is a common name or that you’ll meet another one. “Just to make sure we’re on the same page, she has big ears, right?”

“Y-Yes… I suppose you’re right…” Poor guy feels uncomfortable calling those elephant ears by what they are. “She’s staying in the same orphanage as your sister.”

“They’re friends, right?” You raise an eyebrow.

“Y-Yes.” Mr. Auburn nods. “P-Please do not peek into governmental files again, understood?” He assumes that’s where you found him and why you know about big ears.

You nod. It’s pointless to clear up your name for this.

Esperanza Larsen, huh? That name sounds familiar… But, for some reason, it doesn’t fully click with you. You feel like you won’t gain anything by asking him about her, as you can tell he met her a long time ago.

What do you do?

>“Do you know any Larsens?” Maybe he can help you refresh your mind!
>Look for Esperanza again.
>Go to the First Floor and investigate the mysterious shrieking.
>Just leave this blue dumpster once and for all and move on. Enough filler!
>Write In.

>>5470326
>“Do you know any Larsens?” Maybe he can help you refresh your mind!

>>5470326
>>Go to the First Floor and investigate the mysterious shrieking.

>>5470326
>>“Do you know any Larsens?” Maybe he can help you refresh your mind!

>>5470326
>>Go to the First Floor and investigate the mysterious shrieking.

>>5470326
I'll change to
>“Do you know any Larsens?” Maybe he can help you refresh your mind!

>>5470326
>“Do you know any Larsens?” Maybe he can help you refresh your mind!

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“Do you know any other Larsens? In case I have to help find them.” You find a logical way to ask this question. In reality, it’s just to refresh your mind.

“I-I’m afraid I couldn’t find anything… You see, Esperanza and your sister were part of the first orphanage I worked for, and nobody kept records. All their current documentation has my signature, remember?” Mr. Auburn, again, assumes you found these files.

“I have the feeling I have heard that name before, that’s all.” You pressure a bit to get any clues.

“…W-Well, it’s something worth looking into. Ha Ha Ha.” In other words, Mr. Auburn will look into it. “Your friends must be anxious without you. You should go. Until next time, Mr. Oka.” He *will* try to find you when he learns more about it.

“Yeah…” You blankly wink for a moment. “I’ll see you later, Mr. Auburn!” You smile as you step out of the room.

It’s finished. The meeting with the nervous caretaker with a limp is over. You feel like you wouldn’t be alive if it wasn’t for that man. You’ll honor his memory from now on, even if it’s a tiny bit tacky with how little you know about him. Maybe you’re just being too harsh on yourself.

As you step out into the hallway, the tomato duo is waiting for you, Jesse is nowhere to be seen. You all start walking towards the stairs.

“He was a nice gentleman, wasn’t he?” Mirjam wanted to remark now that you’re here.

“Yeah! I’m glad he, like, didn’t get mad at us for thinkin’ he wanted to… you know! That bit was so embarrassing…” Grace feels about the misunderstanding. “Though, I kinda knew he wouldn’t get mad at us…”

“It’s like we met before.” Mirjam looks down while walking.

“That’s probably why he has all those notes about us.” Grace says as she pulls out the paper with Gautier’s information.

“But… I think it’s differrrent, it’s like I know his favorite drink.” Mirjam feels perplexed.

“Mint tea. Right?” Grace crosses her arms. Mirjam looks back with wide-open eyes. “Yeah… This is gettin’ creepy.”

How do you respond?

>“Maybe aliens abducted all of you.” Joke.
>“You girls are weird.” Try to drop the subject.
>“Perhaps, one day, you will be all friends.” Unsubtly throw a hint for the f-u-t-u-r-e.
>Write In.

What’s next?

>Investigate the First Floor. That shrieking continues…
>Find Jesse. Leave the orphanage of doom.
>Find Gautier. Give him the clues to find his family!
>Look for Matilda and Oliver. Maybe they can help you with the Larsen stuff.
>Find Esperanza. Make her meet Mr. Auburn.
>Write In.

>>5470489
>>“Maybe aliens abducted all of you.” Joke.
>Investigate the First Floor. That shrieking continues…

>>5470489
>“Perhaps, one day, you will be all friends.” Unsubtly throw a hint for the f-u-t-u-r-e.
>Investigate the First Floor. That shrieking continues…

>>5470489
>“Maybe aliens abducted all of you.” Joke.
>Investigate the First Floor. That shrieking continues…

>>5470493
+1

>>5470489
>“Maybe aliens abducted all of you.” Joke.
>Investigate the First Floor. That shrieking continues…

>>5470489
>>“Perhaps, one day, you will be all friends.” Unsubtly throw a hint for the f-u-t-u-r-e.

>>Investigate the First Floor. That shrieking continues…

>>5470489
>“Maybe aliens abducted all of you.” Joke.
>Investigate the First Floor. That shrieking continues…

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“Maybe aliens abducted all of you.” You joke. Mirjam chuckles, but…

“You. Stop that.” The spooked Grace pulls your legendary lock of hair to assert her dominance. You can see both the fear and determination in her beautiful eyes.

“R-Right, sorry.” You didn’t think it’d affect her that much! Honestly, you’re playing along, you feel no guilt.

“I’ll only forgive you ‘cause you’re cute.” Grace pouts. “But don’t think you can pull this off forever! Your cute factor will run out!”

“That’s unfair, yours will never run out.” You flirt back.

“See? Like, that’s the stuff I want to hear!” Grace turns tomato as she starts playing with her pigtails. “N-Now, next time I’ll be prepared to handle it…” Yup, Grace is overwhelmed. “I kissed the man, why am I like this?”

“Hee hee, Grace, you’re all rrred!” Mirjam continues to chuckle.

“See? This is what I mean. Cute.” You’ll find her adorable no matter what.

“Mirjam, you’re always red too and I say nothing! Nothing!” Grace barks back.

“That’s not trrrue! I’m not like you!” Mirjam isn’t great at countering words.

“Wait. You two aren’t always flashing red?” You smirk.

“U-Uhm, it’s only when we’re with you!” Mirjam admits it!

“No, Mirjam, you’re not supposed to say that…” Grace knows her sister made a mistake. “Wait, why are we acting like we need to hide it? We already kissed.”

“Because you’re silly tomatoes.” You tenderly smile.

“We’re not silly tomatoes!” The Silly Tomatoes rrretort.

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>>5470627

Now on the first floor, your silly chat comes to a halt due to the not-so-annoying-but-familiar shrieking you’ve been hearing for a while. It’s time for you to investigate further. You three walk to the spacious dorm lobby-like part, curious about what you’ll find. There are a bunch of children dressed like, well, whatever bleak outfit Ophelia was going for! One that screams dark cult society or something, same one the two kids that were knocked out are wearing. And about them, they’re still out, but now they’re resting on a sofa being nursed by… uhm… that rude smoker girl from the other day. She’s dressed as one of the kids and it shows the clothes don’t fit her at all.

And for the source of the shrieking, it’s Vanessa, she’s being overwhelmed by 10 kids with fly swatters – all smacking her as she begs for mercy. She, for some reason, is wearing a normal police uniform like Yareli’s.

Oh man, this brings back some fun memories for you! How can you forget when you tortured her for hours with a poking stick? Even war criminals can have warm memories…

What do you do?

>Leave. Ignore all of this. You have better things to do like finding Jesse.
>Leave. Ignore all of this. You have better things to do like finishing your Duck Quest.
>Ask Mirjam and Grace to find Jesse, while you keep investigating on your own.
>Approach the overwhelmed Police Lieutenant to assess the situation.
>Approach the iffy smoker and figure out what she is doing here.
>Write In.

(Last Reply of the Day, we continue tomorrow!)

>>5470629
>>Ask Mirjam and Grace to find Jesse, while you keep investigating on your own.
>Approach the overwhelmed Police Lieutenant to assess the situation.

>>5470629
>Ask Mirjam and Grace to find Jesse, while you keep investigating on your own.
>Approach the overwhelmed Police Lieutenant to assess the situation.

>>5470629
>>Approach the iffy smoker and figure out what she is doing here.

>>5470629
>Approach the iffy smoker and figure out what she is doing here.

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Before investigating further, you ask Mirjam and Grace if they can look for Jesse while you’re checking what’s going on here. You’re worried about their safety. If there’s one thing you learned about this entire bubble past adventure it’s that orphanages are ruthless regardless of shape, form, or even plan of existence. They quickly accept! Not because they’re worried about themselves, but because they want to know where he went – also, they want none of what is happening to the Lieutenant. The girls leave the building. Now is the moment for you to cross enemy lines.

It was easy. You walked through the room with no issues because the messy kids that could’ve been a hindrance were distracted by your duck. Yes. The duck decided to come along. And yes. He did change places with Dorothy once the kids were bothering him.

“Q-Quack…?!” Good old Duckrothy quacking for life… Running and flapping her wings.

Anyway, Grace is a terrible duck holder! Still, you’ll move on to whatever is happening to the Lieutenant… She’s continuously being smacked by fly swatters while in fetal position and begging for mercy. The children are cackling at her weakness, and her pain fuels them.

You assess the situation and realize… you don’t understand how things got to this point. But! You can diffuse this congregation against the police force! You have to be smart about it…

What do you do?

>Join them.
>Pull Vanessa out of harm’s way.
>Identify the leader and destroy him/her.
>Act like how an adult would diffuse the situation.
>Realize this isn’t worth the hassle and walk away.
>Write In.

(Sorry! Only reply of the day! We continue tomorrow!)

>>5471623
>>Identify the leader and destroy him/her.

>>5471623
>Write-In
Force Vanessa to beg for our help, getting a solemn vow of debt out of her.
Then identify the leader and destroy him/her.

>>5471623
>Identify the leader and destroy him/her.
>Assert your dominance and become the new leader

>>5471623
>>5471630
>>5471657
Supporting both of these.

>>5471657
+1

>>5471657
+1

>>5471657
This

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Kids are territorial creatures with a tight social hierarchy. To seize control over them you need to identify their leader, and annihilate him/her. Then you’ll be recognized as their supreme overlord. You’re a child psychiatrist, you know about this stuff. Now, you survey the area to determine who is in charge.

“Ouch! S-Stop! O-Ouch! P-Please! AH! Ah! UAH! AAAH!” Vanessa stops shouting for mercy every now and then to recharge. She should know if you ignore them, they’d stop. The kids feed on her pain.

“YiaHahaha!” The kids are enjoying themselves too much! You’d call this a monotonous activity, but just like video games, it’s a different beast to be a part of it than just watching. “You’re the big bug we have to swat! Swat! Swat!” The chanting is reminiscent of Yareli’s weird tape. “That’s your role! Role! Role!” They seem to be acting in unison, but there’s one voice that’s half a second earlier than the others. You identify the tallest girl with a grimace as the boss.

“T-This is not how you play ga— AUCH!” Vanessa tries again to reason with the unreasonable and she gets swatted on the face for her troubles.

“We decide the rules of the game! Game! Game! We’re free to play anything we want! Want! Want!” The group of kids will keep their newly found independence close to their hearts. “We have no Momma to rule us over! Over! Over!”

“I-I’m still part of the poli—AAH!” The Lieutenant should try to speak not directly facing them if she doesn’t want to get smacked.

“You’re a bug! Bug! Bug!” The kids giggle as their swatting intensifies to beat Vanessa’s spirits out of her.

“I-I don’t know even know what kind of bu— OUCHIES!" Vanessa is really stupid. She doesn’t learn her lesson.

Leadership identified. Target locked. How to destroy and assert dominance? It’s time to decide.

What do you do?

>Grab their leader like you grabbed Crossbill. Show them how pathetic and defenseless their boss is.
>Ask to join the group. Then badmouth the leader to take their place. You’ll politic your way to the top.
>Grab a Fly Swatter and show them how it’s done. You’ll be so cool; they’d die to join you!
>Force Vanessa to beg for your help, get a solemn vow of debt out of her. You’ll get your first ally like this.
>Write In.

>>5473021
>>Grab a Fly Swatter and show them how it’s done. You’ll be so cool; they’d die to join you!

>>5473021
>Force Vanessa to beg for your help, get a solemn vow of debt out of her. You’ll get your first ally like this.

>>5473021
>Force Vanessa to beg for your help, get a solemn vow of debt out of her. You’ll get your first ally like this.

>>5473021
>Grab their leader like you grabbed Crossbill. Show them how pathetic and defenseless their boss is.
Let's traumatize this kid

>>5473021
>Grab their leader like you grabbed Crossbill. Show them how pathetic and defenseless their boss is.
Command Grab into Fly Swatter Punishment

>>5473025
I'll change to
>Grab their leader like you grabbed Crossbill. Show them how pathetic and defenseless their boss is.
To break the tie

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You already know how to assert dominance over brats thinking they’re big shots in control! You’re going to pick her up like the small child she is! That sounded awfully rude to Crossbill, you apologize mentally — even if she deserved being humiliated like that. Without warning, you get closer and snatch the weak and defenseless boss, and exhibit her like a toy!

“AAAH?!” First time the kids go out of sync now that the one calling the shots is singing a different lullaby than planned. The swatting comes to a halt once they realize their harmony has been broken apart.

“Woah!”

“Huh?!”

“What?”

“Muoh!”

“Eh?”

“Oh-uh?”

“Bleh?”

“N-No…”

“Hmm…!” For the first time, you heard each individual voice from the kids.

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>>5473141

“Tskies! Tskies!” The leader shouts as she’s being held high. Much higher than she’ll ever reach. Because she’ll never be as tall as you. “F-For the love of the blue moon, what’s happening?”

“I. I’m happening.” You announce as you shake the small child.

“Woah!!!”

“Woah!”

“Woah!”

“Woah!”

“Woah!”

“Woah!”

“Bloah!” This kid sounds weird.

“Woah!”

“W-Woah!” Like a music scale going up, the kids respond to your incredible strategy, all awestruck.

You found that unnecessary, but neat. They might be a choir of sorts.

“S-Stop holding me bluep!” The leader feels humiliated.

“We didn’t practice that!”

“We didn’t practice that.”

“We didn’t practice that.”

“We didn’t practice that.” Two say at the same time. They’re trying to work together again!

“Yeah.” That one is lazy. Fuck him.

“We didn’t bractice that.” Still weird.

“We didn’t practice that.” It seems this is their default response when they don’t know what to say. This means they lack guidance, which you can provide. You need to seize the moment.

“Huh…?” Vanessa has realized the violence has stopped… She looks up to see the child being held hostage, and more importantly, at you with adoration. “M-My savior…?”

The child struggles in your hands…

What do you do?

>“Smack her. Now.” Command your minions. You don’t work with Vanessa.
>“Little one, acknowledge me as your leader now.” Take charge.
>“I didn’t know a better way to make you stop. Sorry.” Put the child down. Be a kind and understanding adult. Not a boss. An adult.
>“Yes. Vanessa. I came here to stop this madness. You can thank me later.” Act magnanimous.
>“What’s even going on here?” You need answers. Even if they’re stupid.
>Write In.

(Last Reply of the Day, we continue tomorrow!)

>>5473146
>>“Little one, acknowledge me as your leader now.” Take charge.

>>5473146
>“Yes. Vanessa. I came here to stop this madness. You can thank me later.” Act magnanimous.
>“I didn’t know a better way to make you stop. Sorry.” Put the child down. Be a kind and understanding adult. Not a boss. An adult.
>“What’s even going on here?” You need answers. Even if they’re stupid.
Yeah, it's the boring option. But I wanna know how the situation got this way.

>>5470195
Test

>>5473146
>“Little one, acknowledge me as your leader now.” Take charge.
If she won’t acknowledge us:
>”I’m a big boy now.” Assert dominance by uttering most sacred words
> AND THEN SHAKE THE BABY.
And meanwhile:
>“Yes. Vanessa. I came here to stop this madness. You can thank me later.” Act magnanimous.

>>5473206
supporting

>>5473206
+1

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“Yes. Vanessa. I came here to stop this madness. You can thank me later.” You act magnanimous because you’re doing a good deed unprompted.

“Y-You’re so kind, my hero…!” Vanessa’s eyes get watery. How overdramatic. Reminds you of a certain seafood Food Cart…

Anyway, you need to take control of the group of misbehaved children.

“Little one, acknowledge me as your leader now.” You’ll take charge.

“Tskies! I’m never going back to following orders again! Again! Again!” The little brat will never lose her position willingly. The other kids chant together to show unity! You threw them out of a loop for a moment, but no more than that. “We’re free! Free! Free! We’ll purify this blue world ourselves! Ourselves! Ourselves!”

“That’s your answer?” You didn’t want to go this far, but you’ll have to assert dominance by uttering the most sacred of words… “I’m the big boy now.”

You proceed to shake this bad behaved brat! Their bond is too weak to stand a chance to your wrath. The powerless leader won’t be capable of resisting these vibrations for long, and will succumb to your will.

“Acknowledge me.” You cease fire to demand again.

“…Y-You’re our bluest new leader. P-Please stop shaking me for the blueve of our lady Angra Mainyu!” The kid surrenders as she notices nobody is going to do anything to help her.

“We didn’t practice that!”

“We didn’t practice that.”

“We didn’t practice that.” Hey three kids are working together now on their own!

“Yeah, we didn’t.” Still lazy. Maybe you should kick him out of the group.

“We didn’t bractice that.”

“We didn’t practice that.” Again, they say in order. You wonder what exactly they have practiced because this command feels arbitrary to you.

“H-Here…” The former leader of the Choir Brats hands you the group’s heirloom: The Blue Fly Swatter. “W-We’re under your command now! Now! Now!” All the kids bow their heads. You feel like a cult leader. “What’s your name, leader? Leader? Leader?”

How do you respond?

>“Bluenny.”
>“Big Boy.”
>“Phil.”
>“Keep calling me leader.”
>Write in.

What now?

>Order the kids to poke Vanessa instead of swatting her.
>Order the other kids to ‘swat’ the former leader. Leave no loose ends. You don’t want a coup.
>Kick the Lazy kid out of the gang. You don’t like him.
>Ask your Second-in-Command what happened. You feel like asking Vanessa herself will make you feel dumber.
>Ask the kids to help the Lieutenant stand on her two feet.
>Write In.

>>5473932
>>“Phil.”
>Ask your Second-in-Command what happened. You feel like asking Vanessa herself will make you feel dumber.

>>5473932
>Bil
>Order the kids to poke Vanessa instead of swatting her. To get answers from her.

>>5473932
>>“Keep calling me leader.”
>Ask your Second-in-Command what happened. You feel like asking Vanessa herself will make you feel dumber.

>>5473934
Supporting.

>>5473932
>“Phil.”
>Ask your Second-in-Command what happened. You feel like asking Vanessa herself will make you feel dumber.

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“Phil.” You’re not going to come up with a new goofy ass name at this point of your adventure. Better keep things simple when you’re dealing with kids anyway. You bat the Fly Swatter through the air as you act like you’re practicing.

“Phil is our leader! Phil is our leader! Phil is our leader!” The kids start chanting together… and Vanessa as well. She’s clapping along. “We acknowledge the powerful! Powerful! Powerful!”

“V-Vanessa, what are you doing…?” You don’t understand why she joined.

“Oh! I was so out of focus after this traumatic experience that I felt like joining in a cheerful experience as soon as possible!” Vanessa raises her hands and opens her eyes wide.

“Okay…” You’ll ignore this goofy lady. Whatever comes from her mouth will be stupid. You should talk to your minions instead, because – at least— they’ll have the excuse that they’re still kids to say dumb stuff. “Second-in-command?”

“Yes, leader Phil? Leader Phil? Leader Phil?” Even if you talk directly to her, the other kids chant along. It’s like you’re talking to all 10 at the same time. They change formation and stand in 3 rows of 3, with the second in command standing in the front, not as orderly as one would imagine – they’re kids after all.

“What exactly happened here?” You need to know the current events.

“We apprehended this lousy utterly unblue evildoer! Evildoer! Evildoer!” The Choir Brats are proud of their actions. “All malefactors must be punished! Punished! Punished It’s our Blueaw. Her transgression deserved the greatest of punishments we came up with: the Fly Game. We beat her up with our trusty fly swatters, and she must scream ‘bzzt bzzt bzzt’ for us to stop!”

“Oh my. I didn’t pay attention to that bit...” Vanessa feels so clueless.

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>>5474136

“Shouldn’t the name of the game have a blue somewhere in it?” You think if they name it, it should, right?

“There’s nothing even remotely teal about being a fly! Fly! Fly! The beautiful skies get tainted by those dark dots! Dots! Dots!” To these kids, blue is good! “Look at her! Do you think there’s anything resembling the colors of the sea in her? Her? Her?”

“If you beat her more badly, she probably will turn blue...” You raise an eyebrow. Vanessa doesn’t like what she hears.

“Oh! Do you also think beatings are a way to enlightenment? Enlightenment? Enlightenment?” This gang is fucked up.

“No, they’re a way to concussions.” You retort. “Why do you think she’s evil?”

“This evildoer is guilty of indecent exposure, burglary, and impersonating a police woman! Police woman! Police woman! And we must protect our home until our Momma comes back! Comes back! Comes back!” The kids point at the defenseless lieutenant with their weapons. She got you fooled good if the Choir Brats are right…

“I-I’m a police officer! Tell them, Leader Phil!” Lt. van Zuspicious wants you to back her up. She didn’t deny the other accusations…

“Tskies! Tskies! Tskies! Lying to our boss is unacceptable! Unacceptable! Unacceptable!” The kids shake their heads in unison. “We have proof, proof, proof.”

“I-I’m not lying, you adorable blueberries!” Vanessa wants her name clean. Tall order.

The Choir kids turn to you with all the Fly Swatters out. Despite you calling the shots, they’re forcing you to go along with this sick punishment game by staring at you with their cute little eyes…

What do you do?

>Let them punish Lieutenant van Suspicious. Tell her to bzzt bzzt…
>Ask about their proof.
>“Vanessa, what the blue? Indecent exposure? Robbery? What have you done?” Act judgmental.
>Order them to apologize to Vanessa. They’re the ones wrong in this situation!
>Write In.

>>5474138
>>“Vanessa, what the blue? Indecent exposure? Robbery? What have you done?” Act judgmental.
>Ask about their proof.

>>5474138
>>“Vanessa, what the blue? Indecent exposure? Robbery? What have you done?” Act judgmental.
>Order them to apologize to Vanessa. They’re the ones wrong in this situation!

>>5474138
>“Vanessa, what the blue? Indecent exposure? Robbery? What have you done?” Act judgmental.
>"You will be liberated once you have you confessed to your sins. Both in mind and spirit"
Cult Leader Phil!

>>5474139
+1
WHERE'S THE PROOF

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“Vanessa, what the blue? Indecent exposure? Robbery? What have you done?” You act judgmental. Maybe the entire police force was poisoned…

“It’s all a humongous misunderstanding, ciivy! You have to believe me! I’d never lie to you again!” Vanessa the liar assures. “It’s worth mentioning that I’m impressed by your usage of legal lingo, little blueberries. You should join the police once you grow up! Or perhaps study the law! You’re so talented!”

“Tskies! Tskies! Tskies!” The Choir Gang shakes their heads in unison. It’s hypnotic. “We don’t want to hear that from an enemy of justice! Of the blue! Blue! Blue! You’re the perfect example our momma gave us of stranger danger! Stranger danger! Stranger danger!”

“B-But Leader Phil not only antagonized you personally, you’ve known him for even less time than me – and I was brought here by the Child Services Agent to help! A person of your trust!” Lt. van Zullekom is utterly confused – And for the first time in a while – for good reason. She’s throwing you to the wolves though.

“Hearsay. Hearsay. Hearsay.” The kids aren’t taking it. “You arrived late! Much later than Mr. Agent, in fact! We have no way to corroborate if you’re telling the truth! Truth! Truth!”

“W-We can ask him like I suggested!” Vanessa doesn’t seem to be lying. But… she’s still suspicious.

“And leave you alone for you to burgle, hmmm?” The Choir kids all hmmm loudly. “Momma was very distraught after some evildoer stole her documents! We’re not letting that happen again. Again. Again. We can’t disturb adults when they’re busy. As long as Mr. Agent doesn’t come by, it’s all hearsay! And as for why we trust Leader Phil… He’s handsome! Handsome! Handsome!” All the little girls and one guy repeat at the end there.

“We didn’t practice that.” The other little boys refuse to go along.

“He is handsome…” Vanessa mutters, all defeated. You feel like everyone is losing their minds.

“Anyway, those are hefty charges. Where’s the proof? I need all the information at my disposal to know what to do.” You want to sound objective.

“Leader Phil! Where should we start? Start? Start?” The Choir kids are willing to answer every question. They’re confident about their righteousness.

“How about the impersonating police part?” You think this is the easiest charge to refute.

“Clearly, the uniform she’s using doesn’t belong to her! It doesn’t fit her at all! At all! At all!” The Choir kids point out!

“H-Hey!” Vanessa feels like this is an unjust assessment. Oh yeah, you mentioned it before, but she’s not wearing her usual uniform. In fact, she’s wearing pants! And the kids aren’t wrong about how tight they look. “I needed to clean my usual regimentals! These are old goodies from… years back. I say I’m still pulling it off.”

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>>5474391

“Tskies! Tskies! Tskies! It’s evident you stole it from the police’s trash container for your evil schemes! Evil schemes! Evil schemes!” The kids wave their index fingers.

“H-Hearsay!” Vanessa is overwhelmed by a bunch of kids no older than Constance.

“Another piece of evidence is that she doesn’t have a badge! Badge! Badge!” The kids make the most convincing argument so far if true…

“Wait, you lost your badge?” You raise an eyebrow.

“N-No, I merely forgot it in my jacket at the cleaner’s…” Vanessa doesn’t want to dwell on it.

“Lies! Lies! Lies!” The kids are right, it does sound like a lie. But it’s van Zullekom…

“My uniform’s authenticity should be proof enough!” The lieutenant believes she has a point.

“We already said you stole from the police’s trash… trash… trash...” The kids are a little underwhelmed by her argument.

“W-Why do you little blueberries think I got it from there of all places…?” Vanessa is confused by how acute the description is.

“Your uniform looks too worn out! Worn out! The shirt is missing buttons! Buttons! The seams are from different colors! Colors! The pants are full of patches! Patches! Patches!” The little devils point out. They’re right about everything! Woah… that’s a bad look.

“Woah, my troop is so knowledgeable!” You’re impressed!

“Momma taught us how to sew! Sew! Sew!” All the kids are fairly happy about this.

“I-I mentioned that it’s an old one… It has sentimental value. I used it for the ceremony in my honor…” Vanessa looks a tiny bit discouraged mentioning this painful memory.

“Lies! Lies! Lies!” The Choir kids deny it once again. To be fair, you think it sounds like a lie… But you know better. “And speaking of those pants! Next charge: Indecent exposure! When she bent over, they ripped apart and she…! And she…! And she…!” All the kids act traumatized.

“I-It wasn’t on purpose…” Vanessa is all red like a tomato. She Scarlet’d it. “I-I went to the bathroom immediately to sew it… I apologize again…”

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>>5474392

“L-Let’s move on to the burglary!” You try to change topics quickly, since nobody wants to talk about it.

“She went inside through the window! We all saw it!” The choir blueberries aren’t lying.

“The door was sealed shut inhumanly tightly, so I figured that through the window I could get in! It miraculously worked!” Vanessa is too proud of her quick thinking to deny it. “I went through the window from the second floor. I informed Agent Auburn about my method, and we haven’t seen him since.”

“How did you get up there…?” You wonder if everything Vanessa does ends up being suspicious.

“I used one of Houda’s gadgets...” Vanessa whispers in your ear.

“And what did she take?” You know for burglary to happen you actually need to steal something.

“She ate our food! Food! Food! Food! From the fridge! Fridge! Fridge!” The Choir Kids lament the loss. “It’s empty! Empty! Empty!”

“I swear I didn’t eat anything! I’m still enjoying the leftovers from the other day!” Vanessa pleads innocence.

Welp, you have the full picture now. Or at least from two witnesses…

You can order the kids!

>Headpat the kids.
>Make the kids swat Vanessa because it’s funny.
>Make the kids apologize to Vanessa.
>Don’t make them do anything yet.
>Write In.

What do you do?

>Tell the kids they got the wrong person. You believe in Vanessa’s innocence.
>Punish Vanessa for her wrongdoings. She may not have done many bad things on purpose, but she stole the food.
>Reveal that you think there’s another culprit, and he/she is among you.
>You feel like Vanessa is hiding something. Ask her about it.
>Write In.

(Last Reply of the Day, we finish the thread when I can! (Probably Friday))

>>5474400
>Buy some time by making them come up with punishments
>You feel like Vanessa is hiding something. Ask her about it. Also reprimand her for stealing from orphans.

>>5474400
>Headpat the kids. They did a fine job.
>Buy some time by making them come up with punishments
>You feel like Vanessa is hiding something. Ask her about it. Also reprimand her for stealing from orphans.

>>5474515
Support, headpat for the good case file

>>5474400
>Make the kids swat Vanessa because it’s funny.
>Punish Vanessa for her wrongdoings. She may not have done many bad things on purpose, but she stole the food.

>>5474515
supporting this instead

>>5474515
Supporting this.

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“Good job, kids! You’ve done an outstanding job!” You start headpatting each of the 10 little choir singers, individually thanking them once their turn is up! They’re good boys and girls for the work they’ve done! They aren’t used to this kind of thing, and their enjoyment varies from kid to kid, but they seem to like it! Your second in command and the other girls loved it the most. Vanessa looks concerned for her well-being. The bunch looks so proud for helping. “Now, it seems pretty obvious that Vanessa needs to pay for what she's done, so – kids– I want you to come up with a fun suitable punishment for her! Be creative!”

“Uh-oh.. Vanessa really looks concerned now!

“Another game? Game? Game?” The Choir squad ponders in unison.

“Exactly!” You smile. “I’ll be severely scolding her first, so take your time!”

“Huh…” Lt. van Zullekom wants to elude responsibility like the bad adult example she is.

“Yes, Leader Phil, Phil, Phil! We’ll make you proud! Proud! Proud!” The kids salute before sitting in a circle to discuss what the most suitable punishment will be on this occasion.

“Come with me.” You drag the suspicious woman by the arm to a corner. “I need to reprimand you for stealing from orphans. That’s a new low.”

“C-Ciivy, I’d never do such a despicable act! Y-You have to believe me!” Lt. van Zuspicious is back at it again. “T-The fridge was already empty when I arrived.”

“You… checked the fridge as soon as you got here?” You raise an eyebrow. Her story has more flaws than Nariko’s dramas.

“Oh yes! Ice cubes were imperative to my operation. After my brief conversation with Agent Auburn, my little stunt left me exhausted, so I poured myself a glass of water, but it was too warm for my taste!” Vanessa raises her arms to show she has nothing to hide. “A moment later, these charming little blueberries blamed me for the lack of stocking.”

“You don’t sound convincing.” You don’t know if the story is false, you never know with her, but you can tell she’s up to something. “What are you hiding?”

“Apologies! But I’m not certain as to why you believe something is afoot. Nothing is out of the ordinary!” This goofy policewoman wholeheartedly maintains that this is merely a misapprehension, and there is no reason to doubt her.

You can’t tell if she’s dumb, insincere, or facetious…

How do you respond?

>Point out that she really has no reason to be here at the orphanage.
>Point out how strange it is that she's using an old uniform.
>Point out that she probably wouldn't have bothered to get inside the way she did under normal circumstances.
>Trust Vanessa on this one. There might be another culprit. You know she’s a tad unlucky.
>Threaten to Poke her if she continues being dishonest. You want the whole truth now!
>Write In.

>>5476125
>>Threaten to Poke her if she continues being dishonest. You want the whole truth now!

>>5476125
>Threaten to Poke her if she continues being dishonest. You want the whole truth now!

>>5476125
>>Threaten to Poke her if she continues being dishonest. You want the whole truth now!

>>5476125
>Threaten to Poke her if she continues being dishonest. You want the whole truth now!
>Magically whip out a stick and make a shadow with it on her face

>>5476125
>Threaten to Poke her if she continues being dishonest. You want the whole truth now!
START TALKING, BITCH

>>5476136
Please add the second part to the image please.

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"Vanessa..." You furrow your eyebrows. "Tell me the truth."

"C-Civvy, I-I've been truthful this entire time, not even one lie has come out of these lips...!" Vanessa is sweating nervously.

"Fine. If you don't want to come clean..." You take a retractile poking stick from the back of your hoodie. "...I'll have to do what I have to do. Understood?" With the stick's shadow, you 'poke' Vanessa's face for her to get the message.

"P-Please, you don't have to resort to this level of v-violence...! I-I'm certain that deep in your courageous heart there's a modicum of trust in this unlucky policewoman...!" Vanessa is fearing for her life.

"Vanessa..." You shake the poking stick and the Blue Fly Swatter menacingly.

"I'll talk! I'll talk! I'll talk! S-Spare me, oh d-dear leader Phil...! I beg for your forgiveness...!" Lt. van Zullekom's mental scars will forever stain her thoughts. She covers her face with both hands.

"K-Keep it down, you're making a scene." You know the other people didn't care about her shrieking before, but it is still embarrassing.

"Oh! Apologies! I was so terrified I forgot to have some dignity." Vanessa loses the terror in her eyes. "I'll become an open book for you to read, but keep this between us, ciivy."

You raise the poking stick.

"V-Very please... dear leader Phil..." Vanessa forgot she was in danger. "A-Apologies, I-I don't know where to start thanks to the sheer terror I'm experiencing. Can you formulate the most imperative questions you want answered?"

"Did you steal the fridge's food?" You want to know

"I-I did not..." Lt. van Zullekom swears up and down that it isn't the case. But, she's being suspicious about it.

You still suspect her, but at this point, you don't know if it's because this doesn't add up, or if Vanessa is way too untrustworthy for you to tell the difference.

Still, you feel like you're going to get the closest thing to the truth from here now.

What do you do?

>She's lying. Bring the kids. Time for Punishment.
>Ask her who ate the food if it wasn't her.
>Ask her why she's wearing the 'old' uniform.
>Ask her why she entered the orphanage under these strange circumstances.
>Ask her why -supposedly- Mr. Auburn brought her along.
>Ask her why her butt is so big.
>Write In.

>>5476200
>>Ask her why she entered the orphanage under these strange circumstances.
>Ask her why -supposedly- Mr. Auburn brought her along.
>Ask her why her butt is so big.

>>5476201
supporting

>>5476200
>>Ask her why she entered the orphanage under these strange circumstances.

>>5476201
support

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"Why force your way into the orphanage under these strange circumstances?" You start with this question.

"W-We're understaffed after the events you're well aware of, dear leader Phil. My men are tired, and police assistance was required. I merely stepped up to the task." Vanessa almost sounds noble, but it's the bare minimum for a leader. And...

"Vanessa, there's something else, isn't there?" You raise an eyebrow.

"H-How come you can tell...?" Vanessa is in shock. She's fulfilling her promise to be an open book, even if she doesn't want to. "D-Do you really have to know all about my peccadillos?"

"Those are the only things I know you for." You scratch the back of your head. This poor woman is flabbergasted. "Vanessa, please, tell me."

"T-That shameful picture..." Vanessa raises both fists. "Houda aided me in disposing of the original. But you know how well-connected Lady Ophelia was to my former colleagues. Even if there's merely a slight chance of her having a copy, I needed to verify it wasn't somewhere in this building. I only had the opportunity to check her office, and ended up empty-handed." Vanessa always has an ulterior motive for most of her incomprehensible actions. The kids saw her coming in through the window, looking into the fridge, and inspecting their mother's office. No wonder they think she's a burglar, even if she didn't actually steal anything — which isn't certain yet.

"From my understanding, that weasel Liam was the one who took it, and I'm pretty sure he wouldn't share that knowledge with anyone." You want to assure the lieutenant thaty there's nothing to worry about.

"Yes, I recall that as well. But since I was required to be here, I thought a little rummaging was well worth the effort." Vanessa is being cautious. Which is a nice surprise.

"Why did Mr. Auburn bring you along?" Simple question, but you need to know.

"To help with the kids!" Vanessa is these kids' nanny? Will they survive? "Sadly, Agent Auburn was sent here on his lonesome to deal with this situation. But whenever someone is in need in Xumenlo, the policemen are here to lend a hand!" That's code for 'there's nothing to do in a little town like this...', If you think about it, they're not *really* understaffed.

"Okay, one more question, why is your butt so big?" Every now and then you must ask these kinds of questions to know if they're aware of what they're carrying.

"Oh dearie me..." Lt. van Zullekom's face activates her own crimzone.

"Hmm? Your answer?" You blame your high Courage for insisting.

"Does it compliment my thighs?" Vanessa's temperature lowers to manageable levels to respond.

Sadly, whatever the fuck is going on here will have to wait for next thread! Thanks for playing, and see you next time!

>>5476309
Thanks for running! Also Van Suspicious does definitely have a phat ass and thicc thighs