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Last thread’s synopsis is brought to you by DJ Headphones.
“H-Huh? *hic* But I don’t know how to sing.” DJ Liu doesn’t know how to do a recap.
“Liu. DJs don’t sing.” Vera furrows her eyebrows. This mousy lady isn’t the navigator of this team, so she should stay quiet from this point onwards.
“Then allow *me* to take over. Lydie here! We’re about to embark on the 2nd stage of our magnificent plan to save the city from the gangster takeover!” The Shameless Spotlight Thief continues. “We stole their leader from his cushy throne, and huh... Question! How does this woman of iffy reputation fit in the equation?” Lydie pokes at the unconscious Sasha Langdon, who she’s carrying. They’re *not* the group driving Youhao to the police. Also, they’re driving your van.
“She’s, like, super evil. So we’re taking her to Giorsal’s house, so she can take her soul away! You know, typical Gio stuff.” Aurora has a messed up image of Giorsal in her head. It doesn’t make it less accurate.
“And her soul is in here, in this vacuum flask, ‘cause we have a soul snatcher on our ranks too!” Crossbill pulls out the bottle. “Brag a little, Spooks.”
“W-When did you…?” Aurora didn’t realize she wasn’t carrying the vacuum flask!
“Don’t call me that, bird.” Odetta frowns. “And keep your eyes on the road, or you’ll get us killed.”
“Multitasking is easy, Oddie.” Crossbill whistles as she continues driving.
“I can’t believe Crossbill got Xavi’d…” Aurora looks down. Being the designated driver is a worse fate than death… or being a navigator.
“Who the hell is Xavi?” Odetta raises an eyebrow.
“There we go! Our current situation is crystal clear.” Lydie sounds content.
“F-Fine, come over. But next time, you all need to inform me of your hijinks beforehand!” Giorsal isn’t pleased, but agrees for the group to meet at her home.
And like this, Lydie’s team (Crossbill, Aurora, Lydie, and Odetta) continue driving towards Giorsal’s House…
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Meanwhile, where you actually are…
Inside a discreet car (no better way to describe it), you alongside your teammates (Celia, Matilda, and Roger Jackson) drive to a mysterious meeting spot to deliver the leader of the mafia to Judith. The GPS voice announcing the directions annoys your friendly cop deeply. With so many detours, it’s easy to tell why. There are way too many police barricades diverting the traffic flow from the chaos. It really gets old fast. No need to say getting there is more slow and cumbersome than normal, but you’ll bring it up to cut your poker pal some slack. Youhao is inside the back trunk, all perfectly tied up, so there’s no sense of urgency either. Still, there’s a thin veil of anxiety running rampant inside the car, and you’re the key man to break the ice…
What do you do?
>Ask HQ (Vera and Liu) for a city wide report! How is everyone doing?
>Catch up with Roger Jackson, it’s been a while. You’re sure he has some questions…
>Ask Celia what she’s planning to do now that her caretaker will be in jail.
>Brag to Matilda that you upgraded her puny family technique. It’s a pretty cool move you can teach her!
>Write In.
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If you were in Roger’s boots, you’d have a bunch of questions you want answered. You’ll extend a hand and clear up all doubts.
“This is far less exciting than I imagined.” Matilda looks through the windows as the traffic doesn’t lend itself to a more thematic adventure.
“You don’t love traffic on a busy day? Couldn’t be me…” Roger deadpans.
“Let’s chat, I bet Roger has a buttload of questions.” You leave the mic open.
“Damn right I do! Don’t feel pressured to tell me a thing. That’s how my job goes, you never get answers, unless you sniff ‘em out yourself. But you gotta care first.” Roger doesn’t even try to hide his curiosity.
“And do you care?” Celia crosses her arms.
“I have the mafia head in my trunk, my blood ain’t crusty and dry enough to not be curious.” Roger grins. Can blood get crusty? You wish your Knowledge wasn’t furious with you to clear this up.
“Then ask away! Let’s catch up.” You’re friendly!
“Whose idea was this?” Roger starts simple.
“Mine.” Celia raises her arm. “Long story short, I found out he had misgivings about these thug bastards, so I asked him to collaborate. J-J-Johnny was perfect for the job.” She struggles saying your name…
“Ha! Good kid.” Roger smiles. “Dangerous as shit, but I’m not carrying demons in my pocket, so who am I to say? Now, what’s up with your hatred for organized crime, Johnny? I don’t wanna throw any stones, but our poker pals are — how do I wanna say this? — shady as shit.”
“They threatened my friends. Matilda, Aurora, Celia. Their families too, in one or another. They were dangerous. Besides, they were fish small enough for me and Crossbill to use for practice.” You explain.
“P-Practice? Practice for what?” Roger sounds concerned. “You got more in store?”
“Not exactly.” You adjust your glasses. “One step at a time.”
“When the whole world is in peril, the mob is quite insignificant.” Matilda has a thought. “Our legacies should grow according to our abilities.”
“You know, you’d be hailed a hero of the force if you ever did anything like this, right?” Roger chuckles. “Who am I kidding? I said as much before, half of our guys were in bed with these asswipes.”
“Not a shockin’ revelation…” Celia knows more about this, but it won’t matter all that much after all of this is taken care of.
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“The real surprise is that you looked crooked enough to be part of this criminal ring, and yet…” Matilda makes fun of the policeman.
“I know you’re joking, girl. But I used to have a lil’ bit of a spine back in the day, and you get long-life enemies like that.” Roger wants to hide it, but he is quite proud of himself.
“I’m glad I met one of the few good cops then.” You deadpan.
“Likewise, kid. Delinquents with a heart of gold don’t grow on trees.” Roger has… an interesting characterization of you.
“W-Wait, I’m a delinquent? But I wear glasses!” You argue.
“The beanie is a criminal trait.” Matilda deadpans. Is that what she thinks of OG Nariko? She was a saint!
“How dare you...?” Celia glares.
“She’s just mad because she knows I perfected her mediocre family technique.” You adjust your glasses.
“Explain yourself now.” Matilda did NOT take that comment kindly.
“Technically, it’s a pretty cool upgrade. I can teach if you want later.” You wiggle your eyebrows.
“Your words offend me beyond belief, this technique must impress me, or else you will pay dearly...” Matilda is mad!
“Hahaha! You’re exactly like your gramps!” Roger laughs. “Gotta say, champ, the guys at the poker parlor. You know we all are rooting for ya, right? Don’t think we won’t stick our necks out, if you find yourself in trouble.”
“Parlor? It’s just a man’s basement.” Matilda deadpans.
“Girl, if I make that logic bounce around, that dojo of yours is a little…” Roger coughs.
“Dumpster fire?” Celia suggests.
“Not my words, but my wife would agree.” Roger grins. “Anyway, there’s one thing I gotta know, how the hell did you meet my boss?”
The Johnny and Judith connection goes a long way…
How do you respond?
>“In prison.” What else are you supposed to say? No need to lie!
>“You know, Jackson, I have to admit, I need to do a full lore dump here…” Beginning at the prison will start with too many questions. You have +200 threads of silly adventures you can share!
>“Why do you ask? Did she talk about me?” Blink rapidly. Act like you’re in a silly teenage romantic comedy.
>Write In.
(Last Reply of the Day, we continue tomorrow!)
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Roger’s question created a bigger question in your knowledgeable mind, and it can’t go unanswered!
“Why do you ask? Did she talk about me?” You blink rapidly like a shy lover in a terrible teen romcom.
“What? No, she didn’t tell me crap. That’s why I’m asking, kid!” Roger throws a bucket of cold water over your head. “If she’s all about transparency at work and all that drivel, all youngings are. But her personal life? I don’t have the faintest clue. As it should be! I’m tired of hearing my colleagues complain about their families! But I’m still curious about ya. Doesn’t feel like you met at a ferris wheel.”
“Oh, I see. So, technically, she considers me part of her private life.” You take this as a win!
“Don’t be a fool. She’s keeping her sources private. You’re a work buddy at best.” Matilda attacks you with her own bucket!
“And I imagine you ain’t stupid enough to not ask her to keep you a secret from everyone...” Celia is also dropping cold water all over you.
“W-Well, I guess it’s a 50-50… W-Work buddies are pretty close!” You won’t throw the towel no matter how cold it is!
“I hate to argue in your favor, but she did call you her friend.” Vera grumbles…
“See, everyone?! We’re big pals!” You act like everyone can hear the mice through your headphones.
“Then where is your blood pact with her, hm?” Matilda teases. Damn it, she got you there. “That’s what I thought.”
“...You’re an oddball.” Celia has determined that Matilda is a freak.
“That she is.” Roger agrees. “Now, can you answer the question, champ?”
“I met her during a mission...” You childishly cross your arms and sink into your seat…
“Ah, then you did her a big favor, and she paid you back, I see. Makes sense. She never stops working, that Judith.” Roger sounds a little concerned about her well-being. He literally assumed your entire interaction. Are you two that predictable? You can’t allow yourself to be predictable.
“Perhaps.” You sow a seed of mystery…
“Matilda, are you a goth...?” Celia asks out of nowhere.
“Do I look like a goth?” Matilda asks back. Her emotionless expression gives no indication if she’s taking this as a compliment or not.
You feel like there’s *actual* danger coming, not from answering Matilda’s question wrong, her threat level is far below what you fear — she’s small after all… It’s something else…
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What do you do?
>“You kinda look like a goth with your big eyelashes, and your predominantly dark attires.” Respond to the question with newfound honesty.
>“Why do you ask, Celia? Do you want some tips?” You feel the goth vibe coming from Celia too.
>“Any other questions, Roger? Ones that could change my perception of your character for the rest of time?” You feel like he’s going easy on you because Matilda and Celia are here.
>“Guys, I sense danger. We should stay on our toes.” Get the team ready for whatever is coming.
>Before you get into an action scene, the other half of the team is going to get in trouble first! Time for a POV swap!
>Write In.
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>Write In.
“Mat you’re the only one I would make a blood pact with.” Tease her back
>“Any other questions, Roger? Ones that could change my perception of your character for the rest of time?” You feel like he’s going easy on you because Matilda and Celia are here.
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Matilda is waiting for an answer. Huh, she’s not going to get one from you. If you keep running your mouth, you’re gonna be in trouble.
“Nobody denies it. I have a point.” Celia claims victory.
“Johnny, anything to say?” Matilda expects you to defend her! Or something! Still not clear if she likes the term or not.
“Don’t worry, Mat. You’re the only one I would make a blood pact with.” You tease her. Her goth ways should like that. And if they don’t, well, you know she doesn’t like being one.
Everyone raises an eyebrow to what you say. Except Matilda. Her silence is deafening. You must destroy the ice before it gets too cold to talk, or else more blood will be running out of your body.
“Any other questions, Roger? One that could change my perception of your character for the rest of time?” You feel like he hasn’t delved deeper because the rest of the Beaniesaurs are listening.
“Ya sure you want these precious gals to hear an old man ramble?” Roger knows it's gonna be awkward.
“Shoot, they’re used to my nonsense.” You adjust your glasses.
“I’d say I’m *prepared*, not that I’m used to it.” Matilda corrects your sentence.
“Same. Kind of. It’s a lil’ funny when I’m not the main target…” Celia admits.
“As long as I can hold onto a particle of my sanity, I’ll never be fully used to it…” Vera will be the last bastion of common sense. Communication is running through everyone now, including Roger. She wants everyone to listen to her.
“You kids sound traumatized, it’s like I’m talking to my veteran pals. Hehe!” Roger half-jokes. “Now questions, questions…” The car smoothly swerves between streets. “Ya know, my boss is quite the special gal. I’ve never seen someone so passionate about paperwork. It’d take years for some pencil pusher to find the classified documents I’ve always looked for. But her? Just minutes. It took me 30 years to get my hands on these files.”
“What files…?” Celia sounds interested.
“A diverse array of topics. I don’t see myself as a conspiracy nut, but you live long enough, and the mysteries pile up. The secret squadron, the disappearances, the reason El Macho retired...” Roger gets mysterious. One of those topics is not like the other. “I believed I returned to the force to help Judith, and sneak some info for you kids, but I can’t deny these secrets kept me up at night. I’m a lil’ more selfish than I thought. And there’s one, I know you can help me clarify…”
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“S-Spit it out, old man! You’re going in circles on purpose!” Vera knows!
“Hehe, love making kids mad.” Roger chuckles. “As for my actual question… the comatose syndrome that’s affecting folks all over the city, what the hell is it? It has to be demon magic, right?”
“That was on the news a while ago, wasn’t it?” Celia remembers it clearly.
“Don’t wanna alarm you all, but it’s going still, just not on the news ‘cause look at the city!” Roger laughs to hide the fact this is alarming.
“Ehm, I believe something similar happens when you take people’s souls out of their body. But aside from that, I have no clue.” You scratch the back of your head.
“Damn, I was expecting a lil’ mo—”
Suddenly, the full weight of a person lands on top of the car with a loud crash, everyone’s heads perk up, as you hear the slow stomping to move across!
“W-What the hell was that?!” Roger doesn’t like this.
“Trouble. Keep your eyes on the road.” Celia is more calm than you’d expect.
“We got this.” You reassure your friendly driver.
“They are going for the trunk.” Matilda starts moving the back seats to open the trunk through the inside of the car.
The stomping heightens…! Whoever it is, he’s going for Youhao…! The chase continues!
“It’s the bodyguard kid!” Vera announces! How does she know?! Well, you’re glad that she does, because you can act accordingly!
What do you do?! [SP: 21]
>Help Matilda pull Youhao in through the seats.
>Peek through the window and try to swat away the person doing this! [SP Cost: 2]
>Tell Roger to stop the car! This is dangerous for everyone involved!
>Write In.
(Last Reply of the Day, we continue tomorrow!)
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[Meanwhile at the Sewer…]
Behind the Underground Temple, in a garden of dozens of gangsters knocked out cold, two men remain standing — and both at odds with each other. The mysterious Sewer Vladimir who swore nobody will get past him, and a guy named Joe. One of the few threats that were highlighted before your mission.
“Thanks to your meddling, that chained boy slipped through…” Moleman Vlad is quite upset as he kicks the unconscious men out of his way. He pretty much took them all out himself. “Now my word won’t mean a damn to those kids.”
“You? You promised to not let anyone through? That’s too much of a burden. I bet they’ll understand.” Joe shrugs. “Go ahead, chase after them to apologize. I can’t bother to follow you, I’ve done enough. Nobody is going to reprimand me for staying.”
“Can’t. I need your head on a silver platter for a proper apology.” The Sewer Camper spins his magical wrench around his fingers.
“Woah there. I recommend you to take your leave. The black mark on your hands? That’s my bug’s poison. Lil’ Asag. It will spread to the rest of your body if you stay near me. And when that happens, you’re going to be stiff like a rock, your whole body completely immobilized. I don’t want to think what will happen when it spreads to your lungs, or your stomach, or your heart.” Joe doesn’t want to engage. “I take it that you can’t move your fingers.”
“…” Vlad takes a look at his darkened hand to double check. He can’t bend his fingers. “...All I’m hearing is that your life is on a timer.”
“Seriously? You don’t have a demon. What are you doing…?” Joe doesn’t like what he’s seeing and begins walking back.
“Dense motherfucker, I’m going to kill you.” Vlad cracks the floor with his weapon of choice.
“G-Good grief, I thought I could scare you…” Joe sighs. “So be it, a job’s a jo—”
Vladimir lunges forward and blasts Joe’s face with the wrench. Not another word necessary…
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[Back to you!]
Seeing what Matilda is doing, you help her pull the seats down, and pull your unconscious hostage to the back of the car!
“Buster is the only one after you all! We don’t detect any other backup!” Vera announces.
“S-Stinko Vlad will pay for this! I’ll never believe in a person I met in a sewer again!” Celia grumbles.
“We got him.” Matilda secures Youhao around her arms like the efficient pack mule she is!
“Seats are closed too.” You put the seats back where they belong, and seal the entrance!
“Then put your damn seat belts on, so I can swerve this jackass off the car!” Roger asks the rest of the crew.
Buster the Bodyguard peeks upside down from the back window of the car, his body is on the roof.
“There he is.” Buster sighs in relief upon seeing his boss! Then he pulls out a baseball bat…
He’s planning on breaking the window with it…!
What do you do?! [SP:21]
>Tell Roger to stop the car immediately!
>Punch him with Philonune through the window first! Counter punch! [SP Cost: 2]
>Put Youhao’s face on the part of the window he’s trying to break.
>Let Roger do his thing and stay ready for whatever Buster’s next move is.
>Write In.
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If Buster the Bodyguard breaks through the window, somebody is going to get hurt. But you know the precise way to prevent it. Some may consider it anti-ethical, but you’re too young to be held liable for crimes like this. Besides, it adds to your supposed delinquent persona.
“Mat, let’s put his face in the way! In front of the glass!” You grab Youhao by the neck.
“Roger.” Matilda doesn’t hesitate to follow your idea. Her commitment has never been in question!
You two put Youhao’s face on the spot that the kid was going to break through with his bat. Basically, you’re using the leader of the mafia as a human shield to deter attacks! That’s what hostages are for if you’re a criminal!
“D-Don’t do that, please!” Buster is holding back upon noticing.
You and Matilda smirk back, like the bad people you are. He can’t tell because you’re using masks, but the smug aura should be enough to give him a clue.
“That loser shouts way too loudly!” Celia struggles to believe you all can hear him complain.
“Kids, are you ready?! I’m going to give it my best shot.” Roger seems to be used to this type of car chase.
“Celia? Mat?” You ask the ladies.
“I’m secured.” Matilda sits back while still holding Youhao.
“Let’s rock.” Celia takes a deep breath.
“Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god…” Vera can’t do shit but pray.
“Hehe, I’ll show that chump…!” Roger smirks like he has a good hand! That’s the cocky bastard from the tables that you know.
Roger starts swerving from side to side, and evades any obstacle or other vehicle in the road. If there’s a man who wasted his life being a cop and not a Formula 1 racer, it’s this guy!
Buster tumbles through the window down on top of the trunk, but before he bounces off, he yanks his baseball through the back of the card like a knife through butter — and uses it as support to stay on track. He’s holding it for dear life, as the rest of his body is close to flying away. Man is undeterred, he goes for something in his breast pocket which you believe to be…
“H-He’s got a gun...!” You shout!
“I can’t drive and shoot, kid! I’m no super cop!” Roger yells back.
“Stop the car then!” Celia believes this is the way. “Let’s physics do it’s crap, or something! He’s gonna go flying!”
“N-No, turn the Judge app on! Don’t give him a chance to shoot!!!” Vera suggests! It’d disable the gun.
“Square Youhao through the entire back windshield. Let’s leave him with one target.” Matilda has taken a liking to the human shield move!
Ideas are flying around, and none of them sound bad at all! But you gotta commit to the one that feels best!
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What do you do? [SP:21]
>Tell Roger to stop the car! Do what Celia says!
>Activate the Judge App. It’ll stop the car and the gun. Do what Vera says!
>Push Youhao’s entire body on the back window. It’ll block the view AND the bullest! Do what Matilda says!
>Dudley (Giorsal’s bodyguard) shows up to save the day! [A one time thing.]
>Write In.
(Last Reply of the Day, we continue tomorrow!)
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Once you use someone as a human shield, you have to do it again. It’s oddly addictive. Is this how serial murderers are born? It’s not the time to explore human nature, you have to protect your skin from bullets.
“Mat, let’s push Youhao!” You accept the high stakes plan! Matilda drags the mafiosi by the collar, and you grab the other side of the suit and...
...You two throw Youhao under the back windshield by the collar in the little space there is. His body covers the entirety of the window in a mighty uncomfortable position. It’s too dangerous to go in reverse now! Not like you were planning to. Too bad you won’t see how the kid reacts.
“Y-You shouldn’t do that either!” Buster is dismayed! At least you can hear his reaction! Celia is right, kid is abnormally loud. You feel for him though, imagine your entire job is to defend one guy, and your enemies use him as a shield.
“That worked!” Celia sounds so glad. “Err, I hear no bullets.” Celia coughs.
“Good to know that boy ain’t no sharpshooter.” Roger relaxes.
“Don’t lower your guard down yet.” Matilda wants everyone on their toes.
“Yeah, ‘cause, y’know, advertising we have the mob boss through our back windshield in the middle of a gangster city takeover wasn’t the power play I had in mind.” Roger shouts as the sinking realization that you’re being surrounded is here…
You’re sandwiched between two bikes with a couple of gangsters on each! The ones on the back are armed with crowbars, and they’re looking for trouble. That’s how Vera describes them!
“Why is the boss there?! Give him back!!!” The one of the gangster shouts!
“Vera, that’s the guy with an awful haircut from Fronties! Remember? From our flashback?” You remember this ugly as hell man!
“No.” Vera dryly retorts.
“...You’re no fun sometimes.” You grumble.
“I got him.” Celia lowers the window and throws sand onto the driver’s face. “...Pocket sand.”
“AAAAaaah…! T-This is why I insisted we needed helmeeeets to human resourceees…!” The biker in front gets blinded by the trick into his ultimate demise. Always wear safety while driving a motorized vehicle.
“Why are you carrying that?” Matilda is slightly impressed by these lowly tactics.
“I wasn’t going to sneak in without means to defend myself.” Celia shows she has pepper spray as well.
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“Team, we still have another duo at 9 o’clock!” Vera shouts.
“Tch, I got him…” Roger casually crashes into them… “This piece of junk is insured… I think...”
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAhhh…!” Those two bikers never had a chance. Not even one care about their lives in Roger’s face. He’s truly a cop.
“Bastard is blocking the view. Is the kid still hanging on?” Roger can’t decide his next move, his side mirror is useless. “God, there’s more...”
“He jumped off…” Vera reveals. “… and landed on another bike! He kicked one of those suckers away. Now you’re being chased by an entire gang!!! You gotta lose them!!!”
“Does he think he’s in an action flick?” Celia doesn’t like this.
“Nah, it probably looked lame.” You couldn’t see it, so it wasn’t cool. That’s the rules. Matilda nods. Boy, you two are petty...
“We’re around the meeting spot, and the boys aren’t prepared to back us up…” Roger grits his teeth.
“Swerve to the next street, I have an idea. Trust me.” You promise you’re gonna solve this one way or another.
You’re done playing games…
What do you do? [SP:21]
>Poke out from the back of the truck, then push, punch, and kick these guys out of the way with Philonune. [SP Cost: 5]
>Turn the whole damn car and everyone inside invisible as soon as you turn away. [SP Cost: 10]
>You get special help! After passing by unscathed, a mysterious infinite ladder gets in the way of all the bikers, Ladder Kid is here…! What was his name? Tonu? [SP Cost: 0] [One time thing.]
>You get special help! After swerving, an army of flying chess pieces start knocking all the bikers off of their bikes! Yes! The Hostage has arrived with Rooke! It’s good to have allies! [SP Cost: 0] [One time thing.]
>You get sophisticated help! After swerving, a spicy ball of smoke surrounds all your pursuers like tear gas… The funny looking prisoner is here to help! Rahul can be handy! [SP Cost: 0] [One time thing.]
>Write In.
(Only reply of the day, we continue tomorrow!)
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Your next move is going to decide the fate of this encounter. Time to show off!
“Don’t know what you’re prepping, but good luck, kid.” Roger can sense there’s gonna be a big move in play.
“What can we do to help?!” Celia asks from the front of the car.
“Keep an eye on Youhao, unlock the trunk, and trust your instincts. Leave everything else up to me.” You adjust your glasses.
“Impress us.” Matilda puts her trust in her trainee. You nod back and smirk!
Now you prepare by entering the back through the backseats, and waiting for the right moment to pop out like a mole. You’re going to feel the car swerving to the side, that’ll be the cue for your surprise ambush.
“Focus, focus, focus.” Vera tells herself to not lose her mind. “You got 3 bikers tailing the car, like inches away. You must do whatever you’re planning as soon as you pop out of the back!”
“Roger. Ready, partner?” You ask Philonune as you look at the stupid baseball bat that is somehow stuck in here. At least it’s giving you sunlight through the hole. You double check if it’s open, and it is. It’s unfortunate that you’d basically give yourself away if you open it to watch outside. It’s too big!
“Always have been.” Philonune shows his traditional smirk before combat. Everything is in place.
At this pace, it’ll be hard to maintain your balance. You’ll only have an instant to get used to the situation. With everyone so close by, there are no margins for error.
You feel it, the car swerves to the side, with both arms, you push the lid of the back trunk. You see the 3 bikers pop out by the blind spot of the sharp turn. The middle one is the very committed bodyguard.
Philonune is summoned! And with ease, he sweeps the pursuers with the back of his spear. With the sole exception of Buster, who is able to see the fallen angel — and was taken so much by surprise, he lost speed, and luckily dodged the attack.
But dodging isn’t the forte of the bike gang, as the swept members act like pins in a bowling alley and take out the other two helping the case on the back. It’s just you and Buster. The Veras celebrate but are continuing to send their best wishes.
“AAAaaaah…! We should’ve listened to that guy about the helmets…!” The mafia human resources were here too. Figures.
“W-What in the world…?” Buster is flabbergasted. He shakes his head, and begins accelerating. He ain’t done yet!
Philonune wants to make quick work of this guy. He twirls his spear around to distract him. He’s fancy like that. Then positions his weapon as one would while using a pool stick, and pushes Buster’s bike like it’s a cue ball!
The thing is that Buster noticed, and jumped at the last second from his vehicle in a desperate attempt to grab the car… But, at this speed, the short hop will fall short…
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What do you do? [SP:16]
>Be stupid, and catch Buster with your hand. You know what Amelia always says, she loves that you keep befriending criminals.
>Be wise and let Buster eat asphalt. It’s probably his favorite meal.
>Write In.
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You don’t know what has gotten into you, but you extend your hand to grab Buster’s, and save him from an asphalt buffet. Then think it over better and also use Philonune to pull him over too. The bodyguard’s reaction is of pure bewilderment.
“W-WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!!! Liu, I can’t breath… Liu… Liu, I think I’m dizzy...” Cheese-on-Wheels has officially lost her mind. You hope one day it returns.
Any thought crossing through Buster’s mind halts because every puzzle piece of this strange reality clashes with common sense. His enemy pulled him. A literal demon pulled him. He was saved by the people he was trying to get rid of. He’s on his knees in the back of the car, hesitation in his face, his eyes wobble — but that might be the wind. Nothing makes sense, and Vera is happy to let you know that.
He slowly pulls his hand inside his jacket to try to pull out his gun. He doesn’t move an inch once he grabs it. He gulps. You keep watching silently. Philonune can strike him at any time. There’s no danger for you. The tension heightens. Buster slowly pulls out the firearm, putting it upwards…
...then ejects the magazine, and throws the weapon into the street. That isn’t a sound move in more ways than one. But it’s a signal of peace.
“...Thank you, whoever you are.” The words escape Buster’s mouth.
“You’re welcome.” You nod back. Maybe Dunja’s request echoed in your mind at the right moment.
“Are we going to…?” Buster doesn’t want to fight. You shrug. “I’ll jump off then…”
“Will you be okay?” You’re going fast, not as fast as you were being chased, but nobody jumps out of moving cars unscathed.
“I’ll manage…!” Buster lets out an awkward chuckle.
This is certainly a uniquely odd situation to be in.
What do you do?
>Wave the mysterious bodyguard goodbye. You can tell he’s not going to chase you anymore.
>Invite him in. Have a talk. Be chill.
>“That won’t be needed. We’ve arrived. And, huh, the police is here. Sorry.” Bring the bad news. Judith will probably want to lock him up, right?
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Sorry, everyone! I got too sleepy! This will be the last reply of the day, we continue tomorrow or when we can.