much those pringles!

puke everywhere.

Go to the kitchen and drink some water.... maybe along with some meds for the headache.

Puke your pants.

Eat that motherfucking plant I heard vegetables were good for you

Etneid 2011/08/07(Sun)09:07 No. 337676 ID: 0472f1
File 131273323842.jpg - (114.04KB , 548x496 , nopringles.jpg )

>much those pringles!

Still groggy from waking up, you lazily fumble around until you pick up the container beside you looking for some chip deliciousness to distract you.

"What the shit?"

Unfortunately, the can is empty. You're disgruntled but not too surprised.

Etneid 2011/08/07(Sun)09:09 No. 337679 ID: 0472f1
File 131273338364.jpg - (132.66KB , 548x496 , casperkitchen.jpg )

>puke everywhere.
>Eat that motherfucking plant I heard vegetables were good for you

You feel like you'll probably puke if you eat anything - so maybe those delicious chips weren't such a good idea anyways. The sarracenia in the window doesn't seem all that appetizing either.

>Go to the kitchen and drink some water.... maybe along with some meds for the headache.

You decide that maybe you ought to get some water from the kitchen, hydrating would probably help lessen the killer headache. Lucky you, it looks like there is one cup left in the cabinet.

chase that fly towards one of the nearby spiderwebs.

>>337679
Fill the cup with delicious water and drink it down. Then check your fridge for any kind of juice. After you're done drinking it's time to get dressed enough to make a visit to the nearest kebab shop or pizza place, you need greasy food.

Rub that red marker off your forehead.
Clean your god damn kitchen.
And cover those track marks.

Why the hell is a padlock on the cupboard?

Etneid 2011/08/07(Sun)10:24 No. 337713 ID: 0472f1
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>chase that fly towards one of the nearby spiderwebs.
>Fill the cup with delicious water and drink it down.

You pour yourself some water and chug it down. You're not feeling particularly animate enough to chase the fly but you watch it for a while - not all that enthused - instead.

>Then check your fridge for any kind of juice. After you're done drinking it's time to get dressed enough to make a visit to the nearest kebab shop or pizza place, you need greasy food.

You're pretty sure the contents of your fridge will make you puke should you decide to open it but some delicious greasy food from down the block doesn't sound like a terrible idea. Who knows, maybe after a walk you'll actually be able to stomach something.

>Why the hell is a padlock on the cupboard?

The padlock beneath the sink jingles a little as you walk by. You peek back and narrow your eyes until it stops - convincing yourself that you'd probably just bumped up against it. It has been a while since you've heard any rats but you've been far too distracted to remove the lock - it's probably for the best it stays on there anyways (plus, you're not entirely sure where you've left the key).

yank that cupboard right out the wall

Etneid 2011/08/07(Sun)11:03 No. 337724 ID: 0472f1
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You try to think of all the places close enough to walk to and get something to eat.

There are :
-a pizza joint
-a bodega (where you usually pick up cigarettes)
-a coffee shop/bakery
-a farmer's market
-a chinese joint

Anything beyond these options would require driving and you are feeling way to lazy to find your car keys.

You try to figure out what you want.

Maybe you should clean yourself up a little first man. Y'know, make sure there's nothing on your face.

Etneid 2011/08/07(Sun)13:28 No. 337762 ID: 0472f1
File 131274892252.jpg - (153.31KB , 548x398 , casperbathroom.jpg )

>Maybe you should clean yourself up a little first man. Y'know, make sure there's nothing on your face.

As you're about to head out, you think it might be good to splash a little water in your face to freshen up. It might help the chances of you not passing out on the way over, right?

You head into the bathroom and start muttering to yourself about how you could probably use another beer. After a minute or so - you turn the water on.

Etneid 2011/08/07(Sun)13:31 No. 337763 ID: 0472f1
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You splash some water on your face and then run it back through your hair. Your fingers get tangled in the matted knotty mess. You stare at your reflection in disdain - you look like shit.

It doesn't help that every time you look at that scar on your forehead it gives you the impression that it has an aura all it's own. Ugh.

You decide that you are horny, grab the nearest stuffed animal, then go to town!

>>337763
Eh, you look fine. There shouldn't be a pizza joint out there that hasn't had to deal with hungover douchebags coming in for food after a hard night of drinking. So to the pizza place!

Etneid 2011/08/07(Sun)16:04 No. 337806 ID: 0472f1
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>Eh, you look fine. There shouldn't be a pizza joint out there that hasn't had to deal with hungover douchebags coming in for food after a hard night of drinking. So to the pizza place!

After a bit more grunting and grumbling, you leave the bathroom. You decide going down the block to the pizza joint is a worthy effort - you can pick up some delicious zeppole - your stomach could totally handle that.

Maybe you can wear a bandanna to cover that scar.

... don't need to look so fucking cheerful about it ಠ_ಠ

>>337806
Lets get some decently fresh pants on then and get this show on the road!

Etneid 2011/08/07(Sun)16:18 No. 337818 ID: 0472f1
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>Maybe you can wear a bandanna to cover that scar.
>Lets get some decently fresh pants on then and get this show on the road!

You'd rather people see the scar on your forehead as it usually means they are less inclined to talk to you. You look down and check your jeans - they still seem pretty fresh! You've only been wearing them for a few days now.

You exit your apartment. As you're heading down the stairs you feel your cellphone vibrate in your pocket, you pull it out and see that you have an incoming text message.

You hate the phone and aren't entirely sure you want to read it.

>>337818
Fuck it, whatever is on the phone can wait until after you have had something to eat.

>>337818
Read note. Phone message. Thing.

Read. Note.

Read the message. if she's a witch cunt then she might hex you if you don't.

And inventory check while you're at it. You might have something in the pockets of those crusty jeans of your's.

Etneid 2011/08/07(Sun)16:46 No. 337827 ID: 0472f1
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>Read note. Phone message. Thing.

After a moment of hesitation, you open the text message. Ugh. Just as you finish reading you get a second message from "Witchcunt" as well.

Are you going to bother reading it and responding - or should you get back on your way to the pizza joint?

>>337827
Is there any chance of you getting laid at this gig?

>>337827
Fuck answering or even reading that shit. You need food first, then other shit can intrude upon your time. By the way, are you a heroinist?

>>337830

Oh I like you. You should keep playing :D

>>337827

James should have thought about the fact that you're a drunk and unreliable before doing anything 'impromptu', shouldn't he? And zepploes are delicious, and are more important than gigs and groupies.

Etneid 2011/08/07(Sun)16:59 No. 337834 ID: 0472f1
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>And inventory check while you're at it. You might have something in the pockets of those crusty jeans of your's.

While you try to figure out whether or not you'll reply to M's text - you decide you should double check you have money on you.

The items in your pockets/that you are holding include :
- $10 and some change
- your stupid phone
- a mysterious baggie
- mp3 player w/ headphones
- cigarettes
- a lighter

>>337834

This may have answered >>337830

Light a cigarette and go get some food in your system. You could always get coffee at the cafe afterward.

>>337834
Light up a smoke and plug in your headphones so you got some music to listen to while you're on the way to get food. Now lets go get something nice and greasy!

Etneid 2011/08/07(Sun)17:19 No. 337844 ID: 0472f1
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>Is there any chance of you getting laid at this gig?

There are usually a handful of groupies at the shows but you usually get to pissed off (and turned-off) to get laid.

>Fuck answering or even reading that shit. You need food first, then other shit can intrude upon your time.
>Light up a smoke and plug in your headphones so you got some music to listen to while you're on the way to get food. Now lets go get something nice and greasy!

You don't feel like responding to M right now so you slip your phone back into your pocket and light up a cigarette. Even though the pizza joint isn't that far you turn on your mp3 player as well.

>>337844
Now that you're sufficiently douchy walk into that pizza place and get your food.

Etneid 2011/08/07(Sun)17:47 No. 337856 ID: 0472f1
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You reach the pizza joint and tug out your headphones. Taking a long drag you exhale some smoke in the pizza guy's direction. You ask for half a dozen zeppoles.

His eye twitches as he rings you up - it costs 3.50. He asks you to put out your cigarette.

>>337856

$3.50? Fucking robbery. Put the cigarette out in his eye and leave with your delicious zeppoles.

>>337856
Pay and then blow some more smoke at him. Then it's time to scarf down your delicious breakfast.

Etneid 2011/08/07(Sun)18:31 No. 337864 ID: 0472f1
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>$3.50? Fucking robbery. Put the cigarette out in his eye and leave with your delicious zeppoles.

You fantasize for a good long moment about taking your cigarette and shoving it in the pizza slave's eye - your eyes glaze over slightly as you picture him shrieking in pain like a little girl.

You decide that might not be the best idea, however and put it out on the counter instead, sneering at him as you do. You tell the cashier that you only have $2 and that will do - otherwise you might have to empty your reserves on the counter.

He stammers dumbfounded for a moment and then mutters an "alright" before turning to get a bag for your delicious food.

>>337864

Screw the bag EAT YOUR FOOD ALREADY.
Then go get coffee.

Etneid 2011/08/07(Sun)18:51 No. 337870 ID: 0472f1
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You throw two dollars on the counter and the clerk plops the bag down on the counter, glaring at you. You snatch the bag and grunt, curling your lip before you head out of the pizza joint.

Now that you finally have some delicious food you start walking again, munching down a zeppoli as you go.

You wonder whether or not you should head over to the cafe and pick up a fresh cup of coffee. You also wonder whether or not you want to get back to your messages.

Use your greasy hands on your phone, and reply back with an affirmative. Got nothing else to do right?

>>337870
Yes, reply. What else do you have to do?

Etneid 2011/08/07(Sun)19:28 No. 337875 ID: 0472f1
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>Use your greasy hands on your phone, and reply back with an affirmative. Got nothing else to do right?
>Yes, reply. What else do you have to do?

As you're walking you pop a bit more food in your mouth and then fumble through your pockets with your sticky, powdery, hands. You pull out your phone to find you have yet another text message. You look at them both.

Thankfully, the other message is from Mike, though it looks like he is rushing you to meet-up even though you hadn't made plans to do so.

You think about what your responses should be.

Etneid 2011/08/07(Sun)19:30 No. 337877 ID: 0472f1
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((Alright everybody - I'm heading to bed because work happens EARLY tomorrow. Thanks to everyone who participated so far - things should hopefully pick up more tomorrow.))

>>337875
Uh. Thank her. Your apartment is kinda a total shithole. Go to the cafe with the dude. Again, nothing better to do.

>>337877
You'll get more participation if you go to #tgchan and #rubyquest on irc.rizon.net. People announce updates there.

@Mike: omw
@Witchcunt: bitch better not steal my shit

Thread's been reported for archiving
MOAR SOON PLZ

>>338025
Why would you report it for archiving? It's not DONE.

>>337875
Tell Mike that you will be there soon and he should get something to drink for you. Tell WC that all of your shit had better still be there and in the right places.

>>338043

Because etneid's going to start a new thread for the new one, and because I told him I'd archive it, cause this thread is done.
Due to his job and other stuff, this might take a few days to happen in between. So this way it doesn't just get buried. I thought it'd be easier to organize that way.
If I shouldn't archive it in the future, let me know. He and I are just new to actually doing one of these. We're used to just being creepy lurkers and reading them ^_^

And here's the discussion thread. Just seemed a good idea to make one.

>>351056
http://tgchan.org/kusaba/questdis/res/351056.html

Etneid 2011/08/08(Mon)17:19 No. 338147 ID: 0472f1
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((miscommunicationsssssss))

>reply back with an affirmative. (WC message a)
>@Witchcunt: bitch better not steal my shit (WC message b)
>Tell WC that all of your shit had better still be there and in the right places. (WC message b)

You reply first to WitchCunt's texts and send the following :

"might come tomorrow...if K's friend comes through I'm changing the fucking locks. I don't want people messing with my shit."

>Go to the cafe with the dude.
>@Mike: omw
>Tell Mike that you will be there soon and he should get something to drink for you.

You reply to Mike's text and send the following :

"got zepps. be there soon."

You start walking in the direction of the cafe.

>>338147
Gaze silently at the park.

Etneid 2011/08/08(Mon)17:25 No. 338151 ID: 0472f1
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>Light up another smoke so you can be appropriately douchy once you get there

You light up another cigarette as you head over and then wipe some of the powder and grease from your zeppole on your pants. You start to hum to yourself as you go.

You reach the cafe in no time. As you're heading in you notice a fat lazy dog tethered up by the door. You consider petting the dog until you notice a hand written sign beside it.

Etneid 2011/08/08(Mon)18:13 No. 338156 ID: 0472f1
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You take a look at the bright and happy looking sign beside him.

It reads :

"Please do not feed or pet me, I am shy. :(" Followed by some squiggle language you don't understand.

You consider tossing the dog one of your delicious zeppole - you think he would enjoy it.

Read the other note on the window too

give the dog a pastry

Fuck the sign that dog's droolin for a zeppole

>>338156
The clearly wants a treat, give it one and then enter the place and meet up with that dude we're here to meet, hope he already has a coffee for you.

Etneid 2011/08/08(Mon)18:40 No. 338163 ID: 0472f1
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>give the dog a pastry

You open up your bag of delicious and the dogs ears perk slightly at attention. His puddle of drool seeps closer toward you. You toss him one of your zepps.

Drool and crumbs spray on your pants and shoes.

Satisfied, you head inside.

... Wow.
You better be changing those pants later, mister!

>>338164
What, no, those pants are fine for another couple of days.

Now lets walk in there and exhale a cloud of smoke like a baws.

Etneid 2011/08/08(Mon)19:10 No. 338174 ID: 0472f1
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>Now lets walk in there and exhale a cloud of smoke like a baws.

You take a nice long drag of that coffin nail, holding it in until you walk inside, smoke swirls around you and as it settles you spot your dirty hippie friend. You give a nod and a slight wave toward Mike and see that he hasn't gotten you a drink. You're not that surprised.

Get coffee. LOTS OF SUGAR

Etneid 2011/08/08(Mon)19:39 No. 338181 ID: 0472f1
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>>338176

Heading to bed but this was relevant.

Thanks again folks.

get a cup of black. it's what cool and edgy people do.

Etneid 2011/08/09(Tue)07:08 No. 338253 ID: 0472f1
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>Get coffee. LOTS OF SUGAR
>get a cup of black. it's what cool and edgy people do.

You approach the cashier, Logan (who you often refer to as the coffee fag), who gives you a cheerful smile and wave. He's always this sickeningly cheerful. He is also unphased by your smoking. You blow some smoke in his direction anyways. He coughs and waves some of it away before he speaks :

"Hi, Casper! What can I get for you today?"

"Give me coffee. Black. Large."

"Anything else?"

You glare at him for a moment.

"Okay then! It's 1.50. :D"

You grunt. "I'll pay next time."

":0 But you said that last time-"

"-what's your point?"

He furrows his brow for a moment and sighs before his expression quickly shifts again back into a smile, "Never mind! I'll have it for you in just a minute. :D"

>>338253
Grind out the butt on the counter while you're waiting.

Etneid 2011/08/09(Tue)07:46 No. 338256 ID: 0472f1
File 131290121013.gif - (18.91KB , 541x496 , cleanitup.gif )

>Grind out the butt on the counter while you're waiting.

After Logan walks away you extinguish your cigarette on the counter. It looks like he could use some more work to do anyway. You sneer a bit and wait for your coffee.

You can hear Mike grunting impatiently from his table.

>>338256
You do realize he pisses in your coffee.

>>338256
Make Logan take the first sip from your coffee once he gets there with it and then go join Mike and ask what's up.

Etneid 2011/08/09(Tue)08:14 No. 338264 ID: 0472f1
File 131290289339.gif - (16.20KB , 541x493 , tastethecoffee.gif )

>You do realize he pisses in your coffee.
>Make Logan take the first sip from your coffee once he gets there with it and then go join Mike and ask what's up.

You're fairly certain that Logan is too nice and stupid to do anything terrible to your cup but seeing as you're in a particularly bad mood today, you tell him to taste it first. You warn him that if he backwashes in your drink, you'll spit on his register to make up for it.

He looks confused but picks up the coffee, taking a small sip before setting it back down on the counter in front of you. He says he hopes that your delicious coffee will cheer you up and manages a smile again.

You grumble and snatch the cup. "Yeah, yeah, whatever."

You turn your attention to Mike, who has been glaring through the back of your head, and head over to his table.

>>338264
Sit down by the stinky hippy and ask what he wants. If it's about that package you found in your pants then ask what it contains before giving it back.

Etneid 2011/08/09(Tue)08:38 No. 338267 ID: 0472f1
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>Sit down by the stinky hippy and ask what he wants.

On your way over to Mike's table you stop quickly by the table where they keep the sugar and milk. You pour half of the sugar canister into your coffee and it spills over. You shrug and sip some of the coffee before heading to Mike's table.

When you get there he growls. "What the fuck took you so long?"

You shrug. Were he not one of your closer friends, you would probably toss your coffee in his face - but it's all good. You hover beside your chair and ask him what the rush was.

He tells you to sit down and after a few moments of grumbling - you do.

"...So?"

Etneid 2011/08/09(Tue)08:55 No. 338268 ID: 0472f1
File 131290534512.gif - (19.00KB , 511x490 , beenwatching.gif )

"That thing has been watching me for over an hour."

look at the thing in an inconspicious manner.

>>338268
Ask him if he has been smoking enough to become even more paranoid again.

Etneid 2011/08/09(Tue)09:21 No. 338275 ID: 0472f1
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>look at the thing in an inconspicious manner.

You quirk a brow at Mike but glance in the direction he motions toward.

((have to head to work - will continue tonight))

goddammit Etneid quest authors are not allowed to work or have a life in any other way

Be ready to spring into attack stance, should strife occur.

Etneid 2011/08/09(Tue)19:52 No. 338452 ID: 0472f1
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As you glance over your eyes meet those of a younger girl. She seems embarrassed and clumsily drops her pencil, eyes darting to the ground as she reaches down to pick it up. She shifts slightly in her chair.

You assume that's the one Mike was talking about. You nudge at Mike slightly and murmur, "Nice hair."

He leans back in his chair and picks up his cup of coffee, swishing it back and forth as he exhales a long, "Yeahhhh."

>>338452
Casper, I bet you ten bucks it's a dude.

Etneid 2011/08/09(Tue)20:31 No. 338466 ID: 0472f1
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>>338457
Even if that were the case, you don't care all that much as long as it's nice to look at. You'd say the same probably goes for Mike too.

You look at Mike and shove him slightly, then point at him. "I bet you five bucks that one didn't start the staring contest."

"Fuck you." He shoves back and snarls, slinking back in his seat. He grumbles about how he can un-invite you from the table if he wants.

>>338466
Do that yourself. She ain't gonna hit on herself.

>>338466

Mike's in a spectacular mood today... Flick him in his glasses.

Etneid 2011/08/09(Tue)20:55 No. 338477 ID: 0472f1
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>Do that yourself. She ain't gonna hit on herself.

You look back over at the girl. Her attention for the moment is on one of what you assume to be drawings in her book. You consider getting up and commandeering the book and maybe trying to say something. Maybe. Whatever.

>>338477
You could like, ask about it. Has being an asshole gotten good results before?

Compliment Mike on his douchebaggery. Sunglasses indoors.

Etneid 2011/08/09(Tue)21:20 No. 338488 ID: 0472f1
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((heading to bed - will respond tomorrow - thanks againnnnn))

threaten to go over to the chick yourself if Mike doesn't get up and talk to her.

>>338477
Ask her if she wants to hear a poem about smelly hippies. It's free form.

Etneid 2011/08/10(Wed)13:36 No. 338747 ID: 0472f1
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>You could like, ask about it. Has being an asshole gotten good results before?
>threaten to go over to the chick yourself if Mike doesn't get up and talk to her.

It's a fifty fifty. You consider trying to be a bit less of an asshole because she seems too frail to handle that kind of treatment.

You tell Mike you're going to try and talk to her. He glares and starts to mutter again about you taking his things. You squint and remind him that he's the one who has been sitting there for more than an hour.

You set down your coffee and then get up out of your chair. You run a hand back through your nasty hair and then walk over to her table. You stare at her blatantly for a few moments. You're not very good at being nice.

>Ask her if she wants to hear a poem about smelly hippies. It's free form.

You consider this but your mind is pretty blank. You continue to stare at her, she looks confused.

"I'm sorry," She manages to whimper out, her accent makes her sound even more like a little mouse, "Am I sitting in you seat? I can leave if you'd like."

>>338747
Tell her that you're not sitting in her seat, you were just taking a moment to compose something you wanted her to hear.

*Ahem* Oh smelly hippie why did you call me here? Was it to pay back your many moments of mooching off of me? Was it because you wanted to share a joint or two with me? No, it was because you were a paranoid bastard again and don't have the balls to face the reality.*the end*

Ask her what she thinks, it really wasn't meant to be good.

"my friend over there likes you"

Etneid 2011/08/10(Wed)15:25 No. 338792 ID: 0472f1
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>>338757
>>338762

You tell her that you don't need her to move from her seat. She looks confused and possibly slightly upset.

"Uhhh..So..." You cough a bit and scratch a bit at the back of you head. You sneer a bit at yourself. Nice. Nice. Be nice.

You decide to try and make her feel better and recite the following poem about your buddy, Mike. You ask her to listen to this impromptu poem about your dirty friend.

>*Ahem* Oh smelly hippie why did you call me here? Was it to pay back your many moments of mooching off of me? Was it because you wanted to share a joint or two with me? No, it was because you were a paranoid bastard again and don't have the balls to face the reality.*the end*

She smiles but looks even more confused. You sigh and motion back at your table. You ask her to come sit with you and Mike.

She blinks a few times before muttering a soft. "O.okay - if you don't mind."

As she gets up your eyes shift again to her book you ask her what she was drawing.

>>338792
Dude, there seems to be some sort of freaky fox headed thing ordering coffee, and Logan is actually not smiling and instead flipping the fuck out. You better watch that shit for hilarious moments.

Etneid 2011/08/10(Wed)16:15 No. 338805 ID: 0472f1
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Mike sees the two of you coming and is swept over with PANIC and RAGE at the thought of that female creature being brought into his safe VOYEUR space. He snarls and pushes himself back - as if into a corner - before collapsing himself on the edge of the table, peering from it's edge over toward Logan's almost equally disturbing company to try and distract himself.

>>338805
Looks like Logan is really flipping the fuck out. Should be amusing if you can get Mike to back up towards the disc without noticing what's going on.

Etneid 2011/08/10(Wed)18:08 No. 338834 ID: 0472f1
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((animated))

>Looks like Logan is really flipping the fuck out. Should be amusing if you can get Mike to back up towards the disc without noticing what's going on.

Unfortunately, Mike is the only one who seems to notice that anything is going on with Logan in the first place. He seems to find it a good show. He's snapped back to the reality of his situation when you approach the table and motion a hand toward your new "friend". Mike buries his head in his arm and pretends loudly that he is asleep. He's a bad actor.

"Hey.So-uh-since you were so fuckin' curious...this is uh..."

"Oni." The girl says in a shy voice when she realizes she hadn't told you her name. She looks at Mike and slowly tilts her head.

You motion again at your hippie bro, "That's Mike and uh....yeah. I'm Casper."

You tell Oni to take a seat next to Mike and then mutter that you'll bring the rest of her things over to your table.

As you're about to reach her table - you suddenly feel overwhelmingly nauseous. You stumble a bit and as you're about to reach out for one of the chairs things get really....dizzy.

Has anyone ever told you that Mike looks kind of like Dave Strider with long hair? Anyway, pass out.

man, you literally have a halo of BO floating over you. I bet you're not getting enough oxygen because of all the rancid sweat fumes surrounding your body.

>>338834
Try to avoid knocking your head too badly when you fall, concussions are nasty things.

>>338792
A giant rat appears to be requesting coffee. Look.

>>338834
You appear to have contract halo disease. Don't die.

Etneid 2011/08/11(Thu)19:31 No. 339132 ID: 0472f1
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A scratching noise wakes you. From the smell of sweat, dirt, and other things on your sheets, you can tell you're in your own bed. Your head is pounding.

It sounds like the noise is probably coming from the kitchen window. You curl up in the bed and let out a groan, gripping slightly at your hair.

Ughhhhhhnph

get up dude.

>>339132
As places to wake up after passing out, good. On the other hand, Oni probably saw your house. You ain't never tappin dat.

check that noise. take your time.

>>339132
Yell at whoever that is to stop that shit.

READ THE NOTE that mysteriously appeared.

Etneid 2011/08/12(Fri)13:13 No. 339365 ID: 4716cc
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As you can't say for sure how you got home, Oni may not have been there. You'd like to think that's the case anyways because you're pretty sure she'd have little interest in coming anywhere near you again.

It takes you a few moments but you finally manage to pull yourself out of bed. You curse beneath your breath as you trip over random clothes and shit on the floor - gaining some balance back once you reach the bookshelf.

You would yell for someone to shut up if your head didn't already hurt as much as it did. It might not necessarily be a person anyways.

You squint forward toward the kitchen as you slowly begin to see what is around you. You fumble in the dark for the light switch.

(You didn't notice the note on the wall in the dark but maybe you'll spot it once there's some light in the room!)

>>339365
You have a loli-ghost and foxperson infestion. You need to put some traps out. Bait it with cheese, it'll take care of the rats at the same time.

well be quick about it dagnabit, there's wolfmen and scary little Japanese girls in here.

Offer disappearing loli candy. Maybe she'll come back.

Throw a rock at your own window to scare away the thing outside. It might be an improvement on your apartment anyway. It'll at least get the smell out.

>>339365
Find your light switch and turn it on. Then glare at the creature outside your window.

>>339365
Go and switch on the light and look out the window while contemplating how much easier shit used to be.

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You flip the switch as soon as you reach it. You could've sworn that there was something small standing near the bookshelf but maybe you were just imagining it?

You look toward the creature in the window. Normally, something like this wouldn't normally phase you but your head hurts and makes it seem slightly more intimidating. You growl a bit and take a step further into the kitchen.

You hear a low gutteral growl as it says your name, slapping one of it's hands up against the window again, nails grinding against it slightly as it drags them downward.

Whatever it is, you're pretty sure you want it to go away. You don't have a rock but there is a small block of wood on the bookshelf. Use this instead?

>>339643
Just flip it the bird and then go check if they left something in the kitchen.

>>339643

Awwww but look, it's smiling at you!
Yeah hit it with the block of wood. But only if you aim doesn't suck from your headache.

I think if you tried to hit it, you'd break the window and thus let it in.

Can you tell if it's wounded? That blood could be anyone's.

>>339643
Pick up the wood block and open the window. You're bigger than him. Don't fucking smash open your window.