>>129119
If you go to the police I am afraid you will find
yourself and dear Bean in an even greater bind.
If the Watcher and the Doctor control this town
surely your smile will turn into a frown.
Explain to Bean what has happened to you, and then,
flee from this house, don't forget to bring your friend.
That umbrella you dropped, the boy in black you saw,
Seek them out, or perish in an evil red maw.

________ 2010/02/10(Wed)19:55 No. 129588 ID: 8d3380
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"Bean, my parents are dead, and I can't even get a hold of anyone to help from your cell." Bean's expression seems like she wants what you are saying to be a joke, but over time she seems to express and react from what is going on. "I don't know what's going on, but I need to go. You need to get away from me and hide. I don't want you to die because of me, you are my best friend."

"I just don't understand, ________, why would someone want to kill you and your family? What did you do?" Bean is very upset. So are you, having to tell her of your situation has brought you both to ____s.

"I would bring you with me, but it doesn't even look like they want anyone but me. I'm going to try and find this doctor."

Bean sobs and wraps her arms around you. You use one arm, you keep the knife away.

Your quest to try a phone is at an end,
Now your only friend's heart must mend,
Your only idea to be free of danger,
Is to hope you can find the stranger.

>>129588
Look out behind you little one,
Although your search for a phone is done,
A red creature lurks outside the door,
And where there is one, there could be more.

Tell Bean to find a place to hide,
While you alone venture outside,
Get the creature's attention, lead him away,
Lose him, search for the stranger and make him pay.

>>129588
There's no time for talk anymore, there's a monster at the door.
Tell Bean not to fight them, they'll eat him for a snack. It's time you started running; head straight out the back.

>>129593
To this suggestion, I concur.
Tell Bean to hide, then be a blur.
Get out of there but please make sure
they follow you, not go for her.

________ 2010/02/10(Wed)23:42 No. 129770 ID: 8d3380
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You watch Bean scamper off and grab a few things before disappearing down into the basement. You spend a moment almost running after her. You don't want to go outside.

You value your friend more than your own personal fears right now. You go to the door, and throw it open, diving through the horror's legs. You catch yourself with one hand and recuperate.

You were right, the one was not alone,
They have made their presence known.
Take heart, _________, and stay aware,
It's too late to run, the trap will ensnare.

Your choices limited, "Aw, dang." You squeak,
A single red eye in the distance takes its peek.

>>129770
To the red-eyed boy you now must go,
Find out if he is a friend or foe.
You're out of options, no hope for escape,
Get some answers 'fore your life they take.

>>129770
Vault over the ledge to the right, near the house.
Be quick and efficient, not unlike a mouse.
Scamper on over, brace on the wall,
keep one hand ready to slice or to fall.

Run roundabout any threats you may face,
so you can put evil into its place.
Run to Red-eye, say, "My mother is dead.
Please answer: Are you good, or evil instead?
What is this Watcher of whom I have heard?
And for Doctor _______, I have a sharp word."

All shapes and sizes; good thing you ducked,
but though it's unhelpful, methinks you're fucked.

________ 2010/02/12(Fri)00:17 No. 130108 ID: 8d3380
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It's time for all of your cunning,
It has ended, the time for running,
Even if you die on this very night,
Your heart won't go without a fight.

[ Pause. Sketch by S.A.M. ]

>>130108 ...bitch gives me the willies. And not in the good way.

________ 2010/02/12(Fri)22:18 No. 130404 ID: 8d3380
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You start to run towards the fence in the direction of the figure.

A pounce from a beast to make you its prey,
An inexperienced stab, the monster you slay.

Forget the figure. It's too soon for that sort of thing. Head in the direction with the fewest and smallest active assailants. Try to dodge them. Keep running.

>>130404
Stay careful please, ____, you must be quite tense.
If you have a chance, just vault over that fence.
But only if they have no chance to pursue.
If you think that they could get too close to you,
then quickly seek out a new path, and then flee.
I, with the cautious suggesters, agree.

>>130407
Run where? This has to end somewhere. You either kill them all or you get captured. You could save yourself a lot of trouble by surrendering.

Ah yes, the thrill of the hunt
The things of nightmares you now confront
Grossly outnumbered, one-hundred to one
This could turn out to be lots of fun!

Stranger still things start to seem
When you stop and consider these things can bleed
How much different can they really be, then?
Except, of course, how much blood they need.

An eye for an eye,
Ten lives for a life.
Cry a sweet tear
And brandish your knife.

He'll be your companion,
For as long as you need;
He'll wipe away all your fear,
As long as you let him feed.

A grisly reminder, before you go;
Those around you will die.
No matter friend or foe,
I'm not going to lie:

You're a danger to yourself and others.

Will you give into the rage?
Succumb to circumstance?
Will blood stain the page?
Like a grisly romance?

I'm curious to see just how far you will go;
Wrath and Sorrow along for the show.
Because you may never hear another's voice.
Not even a simple "Hello".

________ 2010/02/13(Sat)01:15 No. 130450 ID: 8d3380
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There's little time to run and hide,
The next horror to you is mostly denied,
Its left hand stabs into your chest,
Something grows, and begins to nest.

There's three closing in, and more surround,
The desire to fight, to stand your ground,
Something inside of you guides your blade,
A strength behind your weapon of kitchen grade.

The one in the tree is lunging straight down,
The slender one is reaching to grab your crown,
The hissing red near to your back,
How shall you move, how to attack?

>>130450
Dive backwards and stab the hissing one.

>>130451
If she isn't that careful, she will be done.

>>130450
Shout and scream out, tell them to flee,
now that their ally's fate is there to see.
In the meantime, run forward, let the lunging one miss,
maybe he'll hit Slender, meet it with death's kiss.

Your objective's to live, don't let rage take your thoughts.
Just attack to defend, you can let malice rot.

________ 2010/02/13(Sat)10:13 No. 130487 ID: 8d3380
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You duck and dive and try to slash and run,
The pain causes you to stumble, it's done,
The slender horror holds, crackling with red,
Your visions flash and you fill with dread.
[ Animated. ]

________ 2010/02/13(Sat)10:15 No. 130488 ID: 8d3380
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The pain in your chest does throb and spark,
Your panicked breaths shorten, and it's dark.

>>130488
Is it over now? Is the quest done?
It seems we failed; the reds have won.

________ 2010/02/13(Sat)10:35 No. 130493 ID: 8d3380
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"It's time for you to wake up, my ducky,
Not as easy as I believed, you are lucky.
It would seem my hypothesis was correct,
It is through you, I will resurrect."

It hurts.

>>130493
pretend to be possessed already. THAT'll confuse em.

Look around a bit. See the layout of the room.

Doctor doctor, give me the news, I got a bad case of- BRAAAIINNNS.

________ 2010/02/13(Sat)11:41 No. 130542 ID: 8d3380
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You look around the room, but it's hard to move. You are heavily restrained, and barely dressed. Your eyes finally open, and there's a strange man wrapped in messy bandages in front of you. You recognize the voice from the phone.

You decide to act possessed, but the Doctor merely cackles in response.

"Surely you felt it, little one,
When your knife was making life undone,
There's a killer in you I want myself,
Surgery to put myself on the Gods' shelf."

It hurts.

(Oh god, why do I get the feelin' it's Bean...)

Anyway, challenge him to a rhyme-off?

>>130542
Well we know it hurts. But assess the situation, can you move? How much and which parts can you move and has the doctor left any tools within reach.

________ 2010/02/13(Sat)12:57 No. 130618 ID: 8d3380
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You can't move that well, and your torso hurts like absolute hell. It hurts to breathe, and you're heavily restrained. Your neck is in pain, and your limbs are strained.

As well as the fact you're mostly nude,
The Doctor's bedside manner is quite crude.

It'd help to unsettle him - how could that be, though?
Perhaps he'd be shocked if you called him a pedo.

Where did your hair go?
I'm pretty sure you had it a minute ago...
Ask him that; all other questions forgo,
'cause not having hair; that sure does blow.

This could be unpleasant for us both,

why not remind him of his oath.

>>130630
"I see your goal, though crazed it could be called,
but first please tell me why I am so bald?"

Ask him what kind of killer he refers to.
Surely killing isn't what you were born to do.

Beg him to not sexually violate you while you are in an oh so vulnerable position. Say it in a scared/shy voice and wink at him.

________ 2010/02/13(Sat)14:16 No. 130681 ID: 8d3380
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You do your best to twist and turn for a moment, and you go through questions in a broken voice of fear and embarassment. Why are you bald, why would a doctor do such a thing, how are you a killer, please don't do anything to you.

You're bald so I can access your brain,
Not planning to rape you, though I am insane,
I have The Builder's eye, ablessing indeed,
But I want The Builder's arms, be it greed,
That I pursue. To see, create and destroy,
I have to take them from you, like a toy,
Swiped from a defenseless child. You'll live,
If I allow you to, that I can promise to give.

Only that.
Maybe his hat."

The horror seems to lose his joyous posture at the notion of losing his fine hat. You shiver from the cold, and the pain in what feels like a powerful infection in your chest.

"Then again, I suppose your life is meaningless,
So I might find a reason to kill you, but here I digress."

The horror cheers up. You being dead means he gets to keep his hat.

>>130681
Ask why it hurts so much, what is the matter?
Try to use the Destruction arm, your bonds you could shatter.

>>130681
That horror may be too attached to his hat,
but perhaps we can play that against the old prat.
Say something like, "But I wanted to try
to be like a gentleman before I die.
A hat and monocle really may be
the last things I wear. Please take pity on me."

See how the red creature then may react.
Perhaps its loyalty to him may be cracked.

>>130682
Also this, now, why didn't I consider,
if he wants the arms from you, that desperate critter,
why can't you use the arms on him yourself?
Channel your focus, put fear on the shelf.

Well it IS a rather fine hat...

But while we're on-topic,
While he's here, the dick;
Why did he kill your family?
Was that necessary, really?

And what's with those fellows of red?
What are they?
Are they people who're already dead?
Some grisly play?

In any case, spat at his hat.
That seems enough tit-for-tat.

>>130681
"Slow down, good doctor, and hear me out a bit
You've waited this long, no need to make it quick.
Before you start, enlighten me,
who is this Builder that you speak?
Is he a man, or is she a woman?
Tell me good man, before you mess with my gubbins.

Also if you wouldn't mind,
this pain has me in quite a bind.
Might I ask for something sweet?
To ease this pain and make it meek?"

The eye of the builder... He and each of those red "horrors" have something wrong with their left eye. And of the shadowy figure that's been following her... all we can see is a redness from his left eye.

>>Not planning to rape you.

Say very dissappointedly say "Oh, well that's too bad.".

________ 2010/02/13(Sat)17:12 No. 130810 ID: 8d3380
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You are not happy with this plan, and despite being restrained, the reminder of that strange feeling that made you feel as if you were soaring through the air in the moment of the kill. You rip and ____ at the restraint with your right arm and quite literally shatter it off.

"Clever girl," The Doctor does scoff,
While the horror's monocle pops clear off.

Your senses blur as you feel such strength. You begin to see butterflies at great length. The doctor remains extremely calm, you growl angrily, he killed your mom.

The mark on your chest begins to glow,
Time, limited. The doctor is your foe.

It hurts. More and more does it hurt.

hmm... assumed that struggling would be pointless. I suppose we erred. Still, you've got three restraints to go, with some sort of poison coursing through you. Get free as fast as you can, don't let them run off and get allies or weapons. It seems you'd have the advantage in a 'unarmed' fight.

>>130810
Free your left hand. Destroy.
Then smash your infection. Kill the tainted flesh. Destroy.
Use your left hand to heal the wound. Create.

>>130810

Though the doctor and horror may ogle and watch
At least you have bandages wrapped round your crotch.

>>130810
Free your left hand and both of your feet.
Only with those free can those two be beat.
Draw from your power and expel the curse,
filling that wound if you won't make it worse.

________ 2010/02/13(Sat)19:32 No. 130931 ID: 8d3380
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You've lost a lot, including your hair,
But do not fall into the Pit of despair,
Fight the pain, show your true Grace,
Apathy, right now has no place.

Do your best to be _______, my dear,
Now is no longer time to shed a ____,
So ________, raise your chin and fist,
It's probably safer that you are so pissed.

[ Pause. Rough sketch by S.A.M. ]

It hurts.

>>130931

Brave, Tear, uh uh uh

Chie? Please?

________ 2010/02/14(Sun)10:33 No. 131263 ID: 8d3380
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You start to move to begin to free yourself when your entire body is wracked with incredible pain. Electricity engulfing your body as the doctor's arm distorts and stretches through the air.

"I'd better cut your arms off quick,
Before you can show me another trick."

>>131263
Focus your mind. Once his hand gets in range you must grab it by the wrist and crush it, then hold on. We shall see who can stand against the current the longest.

>>131263
While you may be feeling grim and dour,
Your arms seem to hold your limitless power.
Wield their strength to set yourself free,
They'll be more effective than the doctor's key.

________ 2010/02/14(Sun)11:51 No. 131302 ID: 8d3380
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No. There's an Umbrella in the way.

"Where did that come from, if I may?"

>>131302

In the acts that we have seen, this doctor guy is really mean! Our chances now they seem quite lean, when suddenly who else but Bean!

>>131302
Shove the ____ onto his arm, then use your own to cause great harm.

>>131302
"It's magic, bitch."
Now flip the switch
to drop the stage in darkness.
You're in a stitch
so without a hitch
Escape from this infernal harness.

________ 2010/02/14(Sun)13:14 No. 131370 ID: 8d3380
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You're still in pain from the jolt,
You can't even move to try and bolt,
You need to see what's up with these guys,
Through the ____, you open up your eyes.

[ Animated. ]

>>131370
The doctor is dead, his life's at an end.
Yet who did the deed? Are they foe or friend?

________ 2010/02/14(Sun)14:17 No. 131415 ID: 8d3380
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You've given up trying to put the puzzle pieces together with the people in this room. It was a good distraction since they were about to pin this butterfly. It is clearly yours.

>>131415
Oh him. Whatever you do don't make him upset, that guy is crazy strong and madder than any hatter.

>>131415
oh hi Apathy! I see you've had fun.
Free the butterfly so it may run.

>>131415
Be gentle with this butterfly. She won't run away anymore. Release her from her bonds so you can be together.

>>131415

Apathy, now you're in luck!
A girl tied up, why don't you hug?

>>131430
I see what you did there and I like it.

Saved by an unlikely person-Now it is time. Time to eat some slim-I mean, time to save the day! Yes!

Gently free your butterfly and take her somewhere safe,
Without your aid it's safe to say she'd now look quite the disgrace

________ 2010/02/14(Sun)22:03 No. 131787 ID: 8d3380
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The man steps up to you and carefully pulls off the restraints. He wipes off your face and lowers you down to your feet. He takes off his black cloak like cloth and wraps it around you, since you're not exactly dressed very well.

The pain has not completely gone away quite yet.

As your eyes begin to water,
The man speaks, "Daughter."

This calls for a father and daughter hug.
No rhymes. Just...a family moment. And a few tears.

OR A SINGLE TEAR.

>>131787
You should embrace your newly found dad.
I guess you're adopted, but you shouldn't be sad.
From now on, he'll protect you from all manner of harm.
His strength is supreme. He needs only one arm.

Speaking of arms, be careful with your power.
You don't want Destruction to ruin this hour.

>>131787
No need to be clever, no need to be smug.
All I suggest is to give him a hug.

Your daughter is saved, but before you rest,
For the lulz, please consider some good old family bonding.

________ 2010/02/15(Mon)00:14 No. 131841 ID: 8d3380
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You take your little girl into your arm and just hold her for a while.

"I'm sorry about your hair,
I'm sorry I wasn't there,
I didn't want to hurt you,
Or the family which grew
You into the girl you are,
I can't remove every scar,
Or revive the parents you knew,
But I'll do anything I can do,
To protect you, my butterfly,
Forgive me if I have to cry,
I was told that you had died,
It would seem someone has lied,
Just know that I am so glad,
To finally be here, your dad.

I love you ________."

Suggestion 2010/02/15(Mon)00:18 No. 131842 ID: 62489a
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>>131787
There's something funny about this new guest,
like we've seen him before in another quest.

It's time you took your daughter home.
Do you have one though? Or do you just roam?
I wonder if she'll inherit the house she had before.
That would mean you wouldn't have to roam anymore.

________ 2010/02/15(Mon)00:57 No. 131861 ID: 8d3380
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With the death of Doctor Sincere,
Apathy and child shed a tear.

He has found his Serenity.
His little butterfly.

Can't rhyme for shit so I'll just say that this little quest was awesome, the suggestions were awesome, and the end made me D'aww.

>>131877
You say your rhyming skills are bad?
Just give it a try, little lad.
You'll find out it isn't that hard.
Soon you'll be rhyming like a bard!

There was a cat-girl named Serenity
Who's trying to hold on to sanity
Her father would save her
Even though she was braver
From doctors who lost their humanity.

________ 2010/02/15(Mon)01:51 No. 131905 ID: 8d3380
Audio Switchblade_Symphony_-_Cocoon.mp3 - (4.92MB , Switchblade Symphony - Cocoon.mp3 )

(psst, she's part dog).

[ The song that inspired Tear. ]

>>131905

Serenity's cathood is lies
To call her a dog is more wise
But I might have known
Had her tail been shown
Or I looked into those puppy eyes. >>125608

>>131912

She has no tail, so it's no surprise,
It would not be easily shown,
So it was hard to have known!

Epilogue ________ 2010/02/15(Mon)20:48 No. 132623 ID: 8d3380
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A lot has happened. You've spent the last month or two healing from your injuries, and going through red tape in order to have a place to live and to keep your father out of trouble. He is a very spacey and feral man, but you are a family.

Your adoptive family keeps in touch with you and is still close to you. Your aunt comes by the most, but your adopted siblings have come by quite a bit. Likely an aftereffect of their parents being killed.

What else is there to tend,
In this story's happy end?

>>132623
What happened to bean, your best of friends?
Surely she too, had a happy end.

>>132623
Your right arm was one of destruction. What of the other?
It was called the arm of Creation, so are you some kind of mother?

>>132653

Ye gods, have some better taste in socks someday!
By the way, is your midriff okay?

That unfortunate poster stuck up on your wall,
The doctor's bleeding eye seems to cast a pall.

>>132706
That poster is that of Bane!
You want to get rid of it? You're insane!

>>132708

harbl narbl zarbl garble
heeble neeble zeeble feeble!

*foams*

>>132731
What Mneme said! Go out, see Bean.
I hope her instincts were quite keen.
Those monsters, they may have been mean.
At least you had fled the scene.

________ 2010/02/21(Sun)11:57 No. 136723 ID: 8d3380
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Bean is still your best friend, of course. She comes over to your place and you play games. You don't completely depend on her for your collection anymore. It keeps growing.

The games Bean wanted to play as a team,
You enjoy them a lot more, it would seem.

BFF.

And before we fade out on our story,
Anything from Apathy and all his glory?
The house is safe and Serenity is happy and well,
What of the Pitfighter do you want him to tell?

>>136723
But..but...PS3 has no games D:

>>136723
how did he find you, sweet one?
what became of him after his 'fun'?

>>136725
Silly sir Delta, a mistake I've detected.
Those controllers both have a wire connected.
The Playstation 3 has few games, it is true,
but what they are playing is Playstation 2.

Anyway, I agree with Samefag (Or Not).
What happened to Apathy before this plot?

>>136723
Apathy: How do you spend your spare time? Do you have a job?

Apathy 2010/05/08(Sat)11:01 No. 175027 ID: 8d3380
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It's been several years since the incident you are thinking of.

You spent a while feeling miserable and living in the gutters of cities.

She had lied to you before, especially when it would hurt you, so you finally decided to investigate for yourself. You checked the hospitals.

It took some time, but being the possible father someone eventually told you that she had been in with due child twice. The first was put up for adoption.

So you scoured the Orphanages and adoption agencies. It took a couple years before you managed to find her.

You couldn't just go in and ruin her life, so you've just been keeping a protecting eye on her for months. Just watching your butterfly.

But now you have each other to take care of. You're working hard in a warehouse with a prosthetic arm.

There's a knock on the door.

...

Open the door.

>>175027
Were you expecting anyone?
Perhaps it's time to have some fun.
Either way you must know more.
Go ahead and get the door.

________ 2010/05/08(Sat)17:41 No. 175192 ID: 8d3380
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After the knock on the door, it only takes a few seconds for it to open. Inside the door stands a tall furry touched with grey hair and an eye patch, and a little girl. I lower my cigarette slowly now that I have their attention.

"How can I help you?" The man asks me, no surprise to me, he's never seen me before in his life.

"Excuse me for bothering you, I am Kuiskata Tywyll, but you can call me Detective Tywyll. I'm here for a pending investigation, and since you two are involved with the case surrounding Doctor Sincere, I was hoping you could answer a few questions for me."

[ The End. ]