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They take a day to go to Duke's Hall. The adults find the bar, and Orion and Una find the pirate ship!
Their neghbour - Anton Bjergsen - is there too! He also loves horses, so they have a lot to talk about.
#legacy:johansson#johansson gen 0#ts4 legacy#sims 4 legacy#orion michaelson#una johansson#bess sterling#jade rosa#cassandra goth#mei prescott#mei volkov#anton bjergsen
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Rotational Save Round 2
Bjergsen: Sofia and Ripp got engaged, Ripp moved in , and they had a science baby, (since they had trouble conceiving) a little girl named Rachel. Sofia also got a job in the Entertainer career.
Elsa got to a B grade and also developed a crush on Alexander. She asked him to prom and he said yes. She voted for him for Prom Royalty. (Ignore the teacher in the back. That was Gunther’s non-existent husband from the previous round. I guess he didn’t like the kids taking pictures so close together)
At the end of the week, Ripp and Sofia had a glitchy wedding on the top of the floor of the renovated Von Haunt estate.
Goth: Cassandra, now a YA , was still having trouble finding love, but she finally settled for a guy who seemed to be a son of Mei Prescott and Kristopher Volkov from the gallery. He was also a werewolf. The two got married in her family’s backyard, in the rain and had a son named Bishop.
Alexander gained a crush on Elsa and they soon started dating. When he turned into a YA turned into a YA, he shared his birthday candles with Elsa. He promptly asked her to marry him. Of course she said yes. Oh, and Mortimer and Bellas’s son, Blake also became a child in this round. And Bella became an adult.
Luna: Karmine had a birthday party to celebrate turning into an adult and of course she invited Lucas as well as her friends Alex and Elsa. Her little brother , Colby was a child and was doing horribly in school. Soon , Lucas also turned into a YA and he and Karmine played Simbles well after the party was over. It seems Lucas finally changed his mind about Karmine being basic looking
Xochitl was feeling how much older she was getting and (accidentally) tried for another baby with her husband, Chester . She ended up having another son, named Clyde. ( So many boys in this save)
Karmine applied for college and didn’t get a distinguished degree but decided to go to Brotchester to earn a degree in business anyway. She went on a first date with Lucas and confessed her feelings. The two ended up making out in front on the toilets at the Hare and Hedgehog cafe and they also had their first kiss. They’re so cute!
Munch: Lucas asked Karmine out on a series of dates and she even met his mother. Who seemed to think she was a bit naive?
He was picky. About woohoo and would turn her down sometimes when she initiated. He was having doubts about her at first and wondered if he should break up with her , but after having a talk with his mom and learning a lesson about love. He decided she was his soulmate and asked her to marry him during another date at the Hare and Hedgehog.
They WW at the cafe and Karmine ended up pregnant. Lucas asked her to move in with him. They had a son named Leland and then they got married in Tartosa after their son was born.
Karmine also managed to finish her first semester with a B. On their wedding night, she ended up pregnant again. This time with a girl. (Which I forced because the game tried to give me another boy🙄)
Oh and Gunther met the man who was his husband in a past life and although there were sparks, he was married to Miko Ojo. 😭Thanks Neighborhood Stories.
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Amant Éternel
Breakdown (Google Doc)
Factions
The Ambros Family
Ohm Ambros
Sulien Ambros
Nanami Ambros
The Baudelaire Family
Emil Baudelaire
Cyrille Baudelaire
Maude Baudelaire
Julien Baudelaire
Veronique Baudelaire
The Razvedka
Marionetka
Decord
Galin Maher
Khristine Ranble
Kisa Giraldo
Maxim Volkov
Adrik Morozov
Inessa Tymancha
Sasha Schäfer
Factionless
Fujimoto Katsumi
Heiden Baldur
Ajax Nikolaev
Laure Plouffe
Caïn Constantin
Home of Duke Carcaseau
Ezel De La Croix
Boniface Harcourt
Manon Harcourt
Coralie Harcourt
Andrien Harcourt
Fiacre Carcaseau
Xiangshui Department
Sun-Heimdall Hien
Liao Jing
Wang Mei Li
Zhou Hàoyú
Xie Ying Yue
Amune Palace
Saadah Maher
Tahirah Maher
Mirotvorets Agency
Amorette Desrosiers
Dijana Belyayev
The Herald
Thalassa Rosenthal
Behati
Locations
Goldbrück
Carcaseau
Montagnes-Des-Renards
Amstello
Lanying
Sieveronia
Naikama
Amune
Reistara
World Building
Blood Curses
//Razvedka//
La Nuit Noire
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MUSE, CHAPTER 13 (PRESENT)
— warning: profanity, mentions of infidelity, alcohol drinking, mature scenes included, chapters jump from past to present, college au (past), luxury rich adults (present), artist!nanami, muse!reader, angst, slow burn, humor, reader implied to be black, kinda like a hbo sitcom in my head lol
— chapter summary: y/n ends her stay at the cabin with a bang, but it leads her in the hot seat with toji.
— tags: @maydayaisha @gabzlovesu @indiecursor @eiflawriting @thicksimpx @cloudsinthecosmos @woahhajime @sawamurawife @po3ticb3auty @daichisbunny @heyitsiyanas @pulchritxde @classic-les @jazzyangel242 @kunaigirlx44 @hufflefluffwh0re @savantsoulfinder @protectpancakes @littlemochi @salimcity @astennu @keke97 @r-xochitl @cosmiic-7 @lilith412426
— previous chapter. masterlist. taglist. ao3
YOU WERE ALL PACKED UP TO GO BACK TO YOUR LIFE AS THE LUXURY DESIGNER YOU WERE. Your mind just kept darting back and forth between the drama that happened during the trip. After deciding to use the early morning while everyone was sleeping to clear your mind, you sat on the porch of the cabin watching the sun rise while you were sketching some new designs. You wanted to just leave, wake Toji up and go back home without a word. Simply because you still felt frustrated about everything. Perhaps you weren’t angry enough. Trying to grasp to fix something that wouldn’t be fixed while dwelling on the fact that the one person Nanami was set to marry was a scammer.
You knew you should tell the group considering that secrets are what made a dent in the friendship in the first place, but what exactly would they do? If you were being honest, the only one who would believe you would be Mei. She was the only one who didn’t know after all and from the looks of it being on your side without coddling Lana slash Serena's feelings.
Why did the name Lana sound so familiar? You’ve heard it before when you were in college.
“Why are you up so early?” You heard Mei’s voice as she stepped outside on the porch. She was currently wearing a suede tracksuit and her white-colored hair was pulled up into a messy bun. She stepped onto the porch taking a seat next to you on the steps.
“Toji’s snoring kept me up,” You joked. “Franky, I was thinking about leaving without saying goodbye to everyone. But something just has been eating away at my mind.” You said to her as your eyes diverted back to your iPad on your lap.
“And that thing is? Come on you know you can tell me,” Mei judged your side.
You inhaled sharply before exhaling and opening up the documents Mariah sent to you and soon you passed the device to Mei. You watched as Mei’s eyes bulged out her head in horror with each document she let her eyes glance upon. Then she stopped at the picture of Lana’s real I.D. Her eyebrows knitted together in curiosity at the woman in the picture before she glanced up at you, “You’ve met her before.”
You leaned over to glance at the picture and then at the name. Once again try to familiarize yourself with Lana. Something you’ve been trying to do since you found out all of this. “I kept saying the name sounded familiar. I just can’t pin it together and it’s frustrating.”
“That time in college when you practically was living in Toji’s fuckin’ skin—“
“You do not have to describe it like that.”
“Oh shut up, you were completely dickmatized and acting out,” Mei explained. “But you remember when the group practically fell out with each other. From you not talking to us to Geto and Gojo having that argument. It was just a complete cluster fuck. But through thick and thin, we never fell out.” She motioned her hand between the two of you.
“Okay, keep going.” You said as you were remembering that time in college. The distant memory of remembering your life spiraling.
“Your mentor Ari Aiko had you mentoring this student for you to shadow her during the summer after we graduated,” Mei explained. “Lana Volkov.”
It couldn’t be a coincidence. There couldn’t be that many Lana’s with that particular last name.
“I remember I was supposed to meet her because you expressed concerns about the woman. You thought you were overthinking about how weird she was ‘cause she kept asking personal questions. She kept asking you about—“
“Kento.” You finished the question as you finally were able to remember her. How could you not remember that wicked grin Lana would give you when you met up with her. It was the same fake one that she gave you now when you entered the room. Instead of the brunette color hair, she had now, it was a golden blonde back in college.
Your fist clutched in anger feeling completely stupid and used. The fact that she practically conned you didn’t sit right with you. You were seeing red and you could even feel your heart thumping in your chest. The fact that Lana stepped out on the porch discreetly thinking everyone was sleeping. Both you and Mei heads looked in her direction, heading her talking in Russian with the thickest accent. However, when she saw you two she abruptly ended the call.
“Goodmorning.” She said with this nervous grin and both you and Mei only glared at her. She caught onto your glare and would only smirk. “Fine then. I know you’re upset that I took Kento right from you. I snatched your happily ever after away from you in a very devious plan. But it is what it is.” She took a couple of steps forward towards you, her shoes creaking with every step she took on the wooden porch. “You can have him back when I’m done with him.”
You stood up and that caused Mei to stand up. She didn’t want you to hit Lana because she has dealt with women like that herself. You hit Lana and Mei knew the woman was going to victimize herself in a heartbeat. If she could pull off being someone she’s not for years, of course, she could make herself cry on command and have everyone feel sorry about her.
“What you’re doing is fucking horrible. Kento and I may not be on good terms right now, but he doesn't deserve this. You don’t deserve him. I’m going to tell him about your fuckin’ con and you can kiss this luxury life you think you deserve away.” You spat at her.
“You’re not understanding. He’s naive, always been when he was in college. One little sympathy cry from me and he’s locked around my finger.” Lana explained. “After all it was you who told me this fact when I dreadfully had to shadow you. I only did it to get more information on him. Even before he didn’t care to get to know me. All because of you.” Her finger jabbed at your shoulder.
Your nostrils flared at her and your eyes diverted to the spot she just touched you in. Mei felt like she was holding her breath. In her mind, she should stop this situation right here and now. However, she thought this conversation should happen before anyone else woke up.
“Don’t touch me.” You warned Lana.
Lana looked at you as if you were below her. Her eyes rolled in disgust before speaking once again, “I mean I understand why you’re so strung on him despite still having that lovely guy upstairs in your room. You’ve seen how big Nanami’s dick is. You know how hot he looks when he’s about to cum. His face gets all red. His hands always grasp at any body part just to be closer to you. And sometimes he’ll even mutter something in French. You miss that experience don’t you?”
You could feel your manicured nails digging into the inside of your palms. You felt like a cartoon character that was turning red in the face after something angered them. If you were in a cartoon, you’re pretty sure a viewer would see steam blowing out your ears. You glanced at Mei who was astonished at the words that left Lana’s mouth. She then had the biggest face of annoyance before stepping down a couple of steps and giving you a nod. You couldn’t help but smile as you lunged your fist backward and then forward connecting right onto Lana’s nose. You didn’t even let Lana react to the punch, you were seeing red as you practically dragged her from her hair off the porch. Both of you tumbled to the ground throwing blow after blow but you were sure you had the upper hand as you finally were on top of her. Your fist burning with each plow towards Lana’s face.
Your knuckles were screaming for you to stop, but soon you could hear two people run outside the cabin to help break you off from Lana. Geto and Toji had woken up early to finish packing but heard the commotion while moving around the house.
As Toji and Geto were tugging you off Lana. Your shirt was stained with blood that wasn’t yours, you could hear Geto ask Mei why she didn’t break it up. Mei only shrugged her shoulders before saying, “The bitch had it coming and you can’t tell me otherwise.”
“Let go of me!” You shrieked as you were kicking and swinging. The firm grip Toji had on you was not easing up just as much as the grip you had on Lana’s brunette hair. You were even sure you had hit Toji by accident due to your actions.
“Can you calm down first? Please.” Toji pleaded as you could hear his voice.
The grasp on Lana’s hair was loosened as Toji was pulling you off of her. You calmed down watching as Geto was trying to calm down Lana. You already could see the knot near her eye and she always was missing a couple of acrylic tips off her fingers. But that glare she gave you was as deadly as ever while Toji tugged you towards the cabin. Toji was the first to step into the cabin, you were behind him but before going in, you looked at Lana who turned into the best Oscar award-winning actress as she cried about breaking a nail and her bloody nose. “Hey, Lana?” You called out.
You watched as she and Geto looked at you. Geto was beyond confused about why you were calling her Lana. “Nanami doesn’t say anything in French when he’s about to cum. It’s actually German. I know this because we fucked in that penthouse you guys live in.” You smiled at her as you watched her completely break out of her crying ways to curse you out in her native tongue.
When you and Mei finally stepped into the house. You walked into the kitchen before erupting in a laughing fit. “I didn’t expect you to punch her when I gave you the nod.” Mei laughed as she looked at you.
“Well, why did you nod? I thought you were giving me the green light to punch her.” You chuckled before you let your finger touch your knuckles and you winced at the pain.
Toji was collecting ice in a sandwich bag for you before you prompted yourself on the counter. “You two together are never good. I woke up to pack and you weren’t even in bed.” His fingers pointed to Mei and then to you. He grabbed a hold of your hand and placed the cool compress on it. You winced at the pain but let him continue.
You could hear the door get tugged open and Geto walked in with the bloody cloth, your iPad, but no Lana. “Where is she?” Mei asked.
“She kinda pushed me away from her, said something in Russian, and then walked away.” He shrugged his shoulders.
“And you let her? Just walk away with a bloody nose?” Toji asked as he looked at Geto who thought deeply about the question Toji just asked.
“I mean yeah. I didn’t understand Russian, so I just assumed she said she was fine.” Geto glanced at you. “What the hell happened?” He asked as he placed your iPad on the counter.
“Toji, you’re all packed up?” You asked him, completely ignoring Geto’s question.
Your fight with Lana felt like a huge weight was off your shoulder. You still felt frustrated about your friends not telling you, but you were sure it was a work in progress of repairing the friendship, and being cooped in a cabin that had many memories wasn’t helping.
“Kinda, you’re ready to go now? You don’t want to say goodbye to everyone?” Toji asked. “You should get Shoko to look at your hand.”
“I’ll send my farewells to the others through text.” You shrugged your shoulders before jumping off the counter. You held the ice on your knuckles as you glanced at Geto’s sad face. ”I don’t want to be in this cabin when that lady returns anyway.”
You grabbed your iPad and you unlocked it. You went to the document files. You wanted to have the last word when it came to this Lana situation. You were sure when she returned to the cabin, she was going to twist the story to make you the villain because she was good at it.
So you did what you had to do as you air-dropped the documents you had about Lana to everyone in the house, hoping that when all of you guys return home that Lana wouldn’t be in the picture anymore. Everything would go back to normal. Even if you and Nanami weren’t close like that anymore, at least you had the heart to stop him from possibly getting conned. Though you had a feeling that fighting Lana and exposing her possibly will come back to bite you in your ass, it was worth it. She had it coming, but now she had no empire to come back to when she would return from wherever she went. You glanced at Geto who was looking at the stuff you sent. “I just hope we can go back to the way it was. I know it’s going to be hard for everyone to digest what I sent them, but this should be out now. I’m done with our friendship group having secrets.” You sighed. “But on a lighter note, let’s hit the road Toj!!”
“You’re fuckin’ insane,” Toji uttered before following you out of the kitchen.
With each step you took, you could hear all your other friends talking about the documents you sent. Your mind is still running on pure adrenaline from the fight. You walked into your room collecting your things in complete silence realizing that you hit your breaking point and put your hands on Nanami’s fiancé.
“You know, she’s probably going to make Kento’s life a living hell now,” Toji uttered as he finished up his packing.
“That’s between him and her,” You answered as you went back to collecting your things off the dresser.
“But, she’s going to tug you into it. What if it ruins your career or something.” Toji said.
“We have evidence of her being a scammer and a known one at that, it’s best she leaves all of us alone before I kick her ass again and after the ass-whooping drop her off at the police station myself.” You said.
Toji chuckles at your comment before he’s zipping up his suitcase with his last bit of things. “Are you sure you don’t want to say goodbye to them?” Toji asks.
“No, I told you already.” You found yourself snapping at Toji. Noticing your behavior, you would look at him before speaking. “Sorry, it’s just I can handle Kento lying to me. But my friends, they all knew about it. I’m not saying much to them until I get a proper apology from them.”
Toji’s lip parted to argue against what you said, but he would only nod. He wanted to ask another question about Nanami, but he figured he would wait until the two of you hit the road to ask. He just had a bad feeling that with exposing Lana (or Serena, at this point he was confused about the lady names) that you would somehow find your way right back to Nanami. Toji accepted his fate that it would never be him, but he was now realizing how much that hurt his pride. He had you in the palm of his hand and once again was about to lose you again.
The car ride started so silently. The only thing that could be heard was the song that was playing on the radio and your mumbles about needing more fabric when you made it back home. You left without sharing farewells and you felt some weight get lifted off your shoulder. Perhaps it was the pint-up aggression you had towards Nanami’s fiance or just Nanami period. However, you just knew that the artist wasn’t going to slither out your life so easily.
You knew the news of his fiance wanting to only use him for money would take him by shock. He’ll most likely blame himself for the situation, which was his only fault. After all, you’ve told him for years that he shouldn’t let his parents dictate his life. Yet they arranged him with a con artist. You had respect for his parents, but there had to be some form of red flags that just didn’t bother to check before arranging that marriage.
“Y/N, we need to talk,” Toji said as he was driving.
“About?” You asked. Your eyes never leave the device that was in front of you as you were looking at some designs that were in Mariah’s portfolio.
“Well for one, I have to return to my office in Singapore.” He said.
“Aww man, already?” You asked. You knew Toji would have to return to his lifestyle of running a sports team. It was eventually going to happen, but you hated the fact that during his break of stepping away from being the boss he was—he was tugged into your chaotic life. But then again, he approached you first. You two indulged in each other to fulfill temporary sexual highs.
“Yes, I’m thinking about selling the team and attempting to buy a volleyball team in Japan.” Toji admitted, “But I’m not particularly sure yet. My son seems to like Singapore, so I don’t want to tug him away from that.”
“That’s understandable, I would love to meet Megumi one day.” You gave him a kind smile that you noticed he didn’t return.
Something was bothering him. You could tell by how his hand was gripping the steering wheel and how tight he clenched his jaw. “If something is borrowing you, just tell me.”
“Are you going to go back to him?” Toji asked. “I think I need to know just in case. Cause if you are, I don’t think I can be around you anymore.”
You were beyond confused at his words. “I’m not understanding Toji. You’re confusing me, just days ago you didn’t care for the guy or what he thought. Hell, you even got on at the thought of making him jealous.”
Could he have been saying that you two wouldn’t work out ever again to block his actual feelings? Could Toji have fallen for you like in college and Kento was in the way once again?
“But you didn’t answer my question. Say you do clear up the situation with your friends and you talk with Nanami now that his fiance is out of the picture, will you go be with him?” Toji asked again.
You sat in silence realizing that either yes or no wouldn’t satisfy Toji. If you said yes, he would be a sulking mess the whole ride to your place. Once again becoming the second option just like in college. If you said no, he would think you’re lying. That through the trip, he noticed how you would stare at Kento. It felt like an argument when you were in college all over again. With you and Toji's arguments, they got so heated that on some days you two spent days without talking to each other. But he took your silence as the answer he didn’t want to accept. He only leaned over to turn the radio up some more and the two of you continue down the road in complete silence.
#nanami kento x reader#nanami x reader#nanami kento fanfic#jjk x reader#jjk fanfic#nanami kento x black reader#jjk x black reader#black reader#꒰ ა ♡ ໒ ꒱ — scheduled post.
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How to recognize DULLHouse Zs : they watch telegram when they poop
In every creature's life, pooping is important.
Even in the game mod named like Z's-Sliced-Life (I'm not sure about real name of the mod) plays big pooping sound when the polygon dolls sitting on toilet. When you plays it with surrounded speaker, your neighborhood will think you are suspicious.
However even Z's, may have to poop before they eat something.
One day, Mei Volkov (I have no idea how she's got married that quick with the werewolf in my newgame) the principal of Copperdale High, read some news.
It said, over the 100 countries are having military expansion.
When Mei Volkov read about this, she finally understood why the Zs gone out of control.
Zs are aware of upcoming Crisis…!
Yeah, we can see some animals that live in packs are aware of the crisis ahead.
They sometimes run in groups when overwhelmed in panic.
And If there's some wars, some of the Zs also could be conscripted in their new uniform. (The uniform which is not polygon)
But that damn Telegram will locate their entire troops.
This is because when they stand sentry at night or go to poop, they will watch Telegram.
They will chat like LOL each other, then meet up at battle field with real rifles.
#cc#the sims 4#the sims cc#the sims mods#thesims#thesimscc#thesimsmod#ts4 cc#sims 4#the sims#sims 4 cc#sims 4 maxis cc#the sims community#simblr#sims4cc#the sims 4 cc#maxismatch#the sims 4 custom content#sims4#ts4 mods#ts4 maxis cc#ts4#ts4 simblr#ts4cc#ts4 screenshots#electronic arts#s4 custom content#s4 cc#s4cc#s4mm
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welcome to trasnavda , varian anastase , kassian valora , artorias dragola , silaqui naïlo & mikhail volkov ! be ready to present yourself to the king in 24 hours , follow the checklist and keep your wits about you . kit harington , santiago cabrera , matt smith , jessie mei li & matthew mcnulty are now taken !
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we have even more wanted connections down below! 👇🏼
ciarán o’connell is looking for their older brother
lev volkov is looking for their adopted sister (lilya volkov or utp)
noah sanouk is looking for their paternal cousins
noah sanouk is looking for their partner
ciarán o’connell is looking for their older brother who’s around 35. the relationship between them would look like i’ve named him colm but you’re free to rename him, provided it’s an irish name and starts with c. i’ve also said he’s eight years older than ciaran, but that number can be adjusted. i like to think he’s not a mutant, but i’d be open to him keeping his mutation a secret from the family. the one non-negotiable part is that he’s a lawyer working with their parents. their relationship is best described as contentious. between the age gap and their parents blatant favoritism of colm, they’ve never been close. add in ciaran being a mutant and well, things are interesting. i’d like to think they’d be there for each other if it came down to it, but honestly i’m not sure they would. i won’t load you down with a ton of details, that’s what discussions are for. maeve could see them looking like daniel sharman, aaron tveit, andrew garfield, chace crawford, bill skarsgard, robert pattinson, hayden christensen, dan stevens, anyone you see fit. you should message them at @combustiibles or han solo lo lo lo lo#8494.
lev volkov is looking for their adopted sister, lilya volkov or utp who’s around 20. the relationship between them would look like they’re close from a distance– both were ‘adopted’ (essentially purchased for the usefulness of their abilities) at age 14 and became somewhat codependent, but have been mostly kept separate the last year or two. lev wants to defect, but won’t do so without lilya. alek could see them looking like any faceclaim. you should message them at @levvolkov.
noah sanouk is looking for their paternal cousins who are around 20+. the relationship between them would look like related to noah through his father, chareon “charles” sanouk, an american born thai actor and mutant. charles has two siblings, a brother and sister who are also mutants. they’d each have at least one child, but i’m also very open to cousins that are siblings and while they don’t have to be involved in show business, i think that’d be neat. the sanouks are incredibly close, having weekly family dinners where attendance isn’t necessarily mandatory, but definitely expected. because he’s an only child, noah considers his cousins the closest thing he has to siblings. maeve could see them looking like any fc who’s at least ½ thai. you don’t have to message the mun.
noah sanouk is looking for their partner who is around 22-28. the relationship between them would look like this relationship is first and foremost a publicity stunt, designed to help the public opinion of mutants. your character could be a mutant (hello mutant power couple) or non-mutant, but i do think they’d need to be someone in the spotlight - an actor, socialite, politician, omega, etc. as for how they really feel about one another, well i’m down for just about anything. maeve could see them looking like michael cimino, emilio sakraya, aslihan malbora, emre bey, alisha boe, banita sandhu, froy gutierrez, diego tinoco, amita suman, jessie mei li, any poc fc. you should message them at @lumiiniferous or han solo lo lo lo lo#8494.
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Chapter 1 - Yell It Out yet Keep It In [3: Locked Room Mystery Solved!]
After some time, everyone who had entered the kitchen had gotten their food and were sitting down to eat together. I stood nearby and watched. I noticed that Valentina, Hunk, Webby, J, Cody, and Itsuki never showed up. I hope they were okay...
“This even beats my Nanna’s cooking, Poppins. Nice work!”
“These crunchy strips are wonderfully flavorful!” Guardian takes another bite of bacon.
“So ya don’t know what bacon is then?”
“I have only ever eaten what was provided by Mother Nature herself. I also take care not to hurt Her fellow creatures.”
“Sooooo no meat then?”
“Oh no, never.”
“The Great Guardian, excuse me, but bacon is actually–”
“Delicious, yes? I believe it is!”
Joyce cut off Trisha before she could finish talking, which I think Trisha took as a hint to not finish her sentence. I hope they didn’t plan to keep supplying Guardian with bacon.
Breakfast continued on for a little while, light conversation floating through the area between people eating their food. Things were calm and peaceful, but someone entered the room.
“I do hope I’m not interrupting anything, but I have some news you may all be interested.”
We all look over. I hadn’t even noticed her enter the room.
“Is something the matter, Valentina?”
“No, no, nothing like that. Just something of interest has happened. I recommend you all follow me.”
She turned and headed out of the room. Heeding her advice, we all follow her. She went to the garden and to the glass door that had been locked the other day. but when she tried it, the door opened just fine and we all went through.
We had entered a small hallway with two unremarkable doors on either end of it. But in front of us was the actual object of interest. There were three doors, each with a design on them. The middle door boasted the symbol for pi, while the left door had a dictionary, and the right door was painted over messily to hide whatever would be under it.
“More doors...how exciting...”
“Shut up, dude.”
“Hold up, what’s in ‘em?”
The door to our left opens.
“Why don’t you ask him?”
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Version 1.1 and The Ghost-less Version are now live!
Version 1.1 is full of minor fixes, so feel free to skip it if you have the first version and it doesn’t affect your gameplay! These changes include moving urns into the family inventory, tweaking a few Sims in CAS, 1 club change, and a few other things. I’ll detail it under the cut if you’re interested.
The Ghostless Version:
(Why, yes, that is Jocasta Bachelor she’s yelling at!)
One of the goals for the project was to give everyone family trees. However, I realized a little late that The Sims 4 handles family trees and ghosts in a strange way. Ghosts stay in your relationship panel and if you try to delete them, they’ll be deleted from your family tree. Not ideal. But neither is having a bunch of dead family members clutter up your relationships. That’s why I decided to make a second version of the save file that removes the ghosts. Unfortunately, it also takes them out of the family trees. The graves and urns will still exist, but the ghosts will not appear.
The other reason is because of the culling. When you have too many sims, the game will start clearing them out from relationships to make space for more. It doesn’t help that the game is constantly spawning townies, either. Since I created so many ghosts to make family trees interesting, the game would delete friendships. Again, not ideal. I’m hoping the ghost-less version will combat that.
I didn’t remove every ghost! Some are too important to some families. You can see which ones are still around under the cut, if you’re interested.
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Ghosts You Can Still Find in the Ghost-less Version:
*Dianna Murphy (Timothy Murphy’s Wife)
*Dennis Kim (Alice Spencer-Kim’s Father)
*Lydia Spencer (Alice Spencer-Kim’s Mother)
*Skip Broke (Brandi Broke’s Husband)
*Bianca Villareal (Jacques Villareal’s Wife)
*Prisca Lobo (Diego Lobo’s Mother)
*Darleen Dreamer (Darren Dreamer’s Wife)
*Rosie Hecking (Brent & Brant Hecking’s Dog)
*Ted Roswell (Meredith Roswell’s Husband)
*Keala Hoapili (Lia Hauata’s Grandmother)
*Minerva Charm (Darrel & Gemma Charm’s Mother)
*Ekram Elderberry (Eleanor Elderberry’s Husband)
*Francine Spencer (Cletus Harris’ Mother)
*Blossom Greenburg (Mary Greenburg’s Wife)
*Kristopher Volkov (Jacob Volkov & Rory Oaklow’s Adoptive Father)
*Tai Lum (Mei Prescott’s Father)
V1.1 Changes:
✨ Placed urns in the family inventory for: Diego Lobo, Marcus Flex, the Murphy Family, the Hecking Family. (Somehow skipped them during my run throughs!)
✨ Upped Brandi Broke’s Parenting Skill to 7. (I feel like it’s more fitting.)
✨ Made Tabitha Astralgarden’s eyebrows brown. (She dyed her hair, so her eyebrows should reflect her natural hair color.)
✨ Disbanded the Renegades (Max has outgrown it.)
✨ Changed Mary-Sue and Daniel Pleasant’s Family Description. (Just altered some awkward wording, it’s still mostly the same.)
✨ Changed Sera Duke’s Party Outfit makeup. (She’s going for a specific look.)
✨ Changed Geeta Rasoya’s Hot Weather Outfit. (I somehow missed that one, it was still random generated!)
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Absolution
Summary:
noun: formal release from guilt, obligation, or punishment
The Capital Wasteland lauded the Lone Wanderer as a hero, a Messiah, a savior who’s willing to give her life for the Good Fight. Beyond the legends, the propaganda, and the mythification that surrounded her legacy, there is only one person who knew her bare soul. She gave him his absolution, and now he will fight for hers.
XXIV
January 10, 2278.
Hannibal Hamlin just arrived a few moments ago, after Cross did. He sees me, smiles, and shakes my hand.
“Charon. Good to see you again, friend. How is Percy treating you? Has she found a solution to your contract yet?”
“Good,” I tell him. “We’re working on it.”
“That’s good to hear.”
The back door swings open, and DeLoria arrives with the dog. Dogmeat bounds towards me, and licks my hand after I ruffled his fur.
“Yo. I’m here. Where’s Percy at?”
“She’s retrieving a few things from the house. She’ll be here soon,” I tell him. “Are you sure you weren’t followed?”
“Yeah. I had the dog with me to keep watch.”
Just a few moments later, we heard the back door opening once again. Gob exclaims something I couldn’t hear, and Percy comes into view, dragging a missile launcher with her. It’s the one we found on the first day that I started serving her.
“Sorry I’m late. Had to double check a few things. Paladin Cross, this is for you.”
DeLoria’s jaw drops at the sight of the weapon. Cross carries it with ease, and thanks my partner.
“Holy shit, Perce. Where’d you even get that?”
“Doesn’t matter. Anyway, these arrived just in time, Charon. Moira had a hard time procuring them, so let’s put them to good use,” Percy turns to me, handing me a package.
I look inside and smirk.
“As you command.”
Nodding, Percy sets the map Doc Church drew out for us on the bar top.
“Here’s the plan.”
It was near midnight when we finished our meeting.
“Let’s go home,” Percy tells me. I follow her.
After cleaning up, we went into Percy's bedroom, my bedroom now too, I suppose. I lay awake next to her that night, thinking back to the days we spent with the Abolitionists, and their influence on me.
Right after that incident with Harkness, Percy runs into an escaped slave in the city, Mei Wong. She gives Wong some caps so she can buy a weapon. Then, that’s when we learned about the Temple of the Union, and met Hamlin.
November 11, 2277.
Staying close to Percy, we walked on, accompanying Hamlin and the others to the Lincoln Memorial.
Nearly two centuries ago, my first mission occurred here. I think I was… fourteen. Or fifteen. Fuck, my memories from before the Great War are still hazy, but I know it happened. Under the orders of our contract holder then, our unit was tasked to suppress protesters gathering at the memorial.
I remember everyone’s actions.
Vanth, our sniper, did not hesitate to open fire, making rubber bullets rain on the crowd. She didn’t even aim it to the ground; she aimed at the people. Everyone followed suit, save for me who stood there, mortified. I only got moving when my electric collar went off.
Magwayen did the best she could to avoid casualties. I followed her. The others did not. At the end of the day, Mag treated the wounds on my back. Whip marks. Punishment for being too soft.
The next day, I went harder on the people. I remember the smell of tear gas. Mag became distant since then.
I’m certain that if hell exists, I would go there, regardless whether hurting all those people is my will, or not. My hands killed them. I’m a murderer.
I’d never thought I’d come back to that place and do something right for a change.
I watched as my mistress helped the Abolitionists return the statue’s head back where it belonged. Smiling, sweat pouring from her brow, Percy approaches me, and tells me to enjoy the rest of the day while she talks to Hamlin.
They talked for hours. Occasionally, Hamlin would look at me, a certain understanding in his gaze.
I brought my mind back to the present. I figured out earlier that Percy must’ve spoken to him about my contract. Heartbeat slow, Percy sleeps next to me, and I look at her unmarred face. As gently as possible, I brush a lock of stray hair from her face. This angel… she’s doing everything she can to free me from its hold, huh?
Maybe it’s time.
I think I can manage it.
If I survive tomorrow, I want to come out as a free man.
After planting a light kiss on her shoulder, I closed my eyes.
January 11, 2278.
Today’s the day.
The sun’s setting on the horizon. DeLoria walks in front of me, obviously nervous as hell. We approach Paradise Falls’ entrance, where a guard asks us to halt and state our business.
“Yo, is this a place where I can sell people? My friend gave me this piece of shit here and I don’t want anything to do with him.”
The guard looks at us with scrutiny. DeLoria looks like an absolute dick, wearing shades and a set of ill-fitting armor. Only an idiot would buy his disguise, but I guess the guard’s one after all.
Good for us.
Behind him, Percy emerges, and snaps his neck. He lands to the ground with a thud. The others approach; Hamlin and Simone from the Abolitionists, and Cross from the Brotherhood. The paladin hefts the rocket launcher, and as Simone kicks the gates open, all hell breaks loose.
Crouching, Percy disappears again, and the only thing giving her away’s the silver-white outline of her stealth field. The Abolitionists provide Cross some cover fire as she fires the missiles at the slavers.
Now, my turn.
DeLoria follows me close by, and we approach the slave pen.
“Remember the plan,” I tell him. “Watch my back as I get these gates open.”
“R-right,” DeLoria stammers, taking a steadying breath. “Shit, shit. What have I gotten myself into, man?”
“Hey. Do it for the kids.”
The younger man nods at me, bravado coming back. “Yeah! For the kids!”
As soon as I unlocked the gate, DeLoria tossed a bag at the adult slaves. “Here, protect yourselves. Run for it!” he yells.
I moved on to the next gate, where the children stayed. They huddled together, looking at me with fear. But when the gates swung open, they reluctantly approached. Next to me, Percy emerges from thin air. The kids looked at her with awe.
“Hey. Your friends from Lamplight asked us to help you. Follow the guy with the nice hair, kids. We’ll meet you outside.”
The children followed DeLoria, while the other slaves joined the fray, exacting retribution on their captors.
“Charon, you know what to do,” Percy tells me, squeezing my arm, and disappears once again.
I take out the contents of the package Percy gave me the night before.
C4 explosives.
Time to blow this place up.
I started at the clinic. An old slaver lies dead on the floor. The vault next to the cash register is already looted. Must be Percy’s doing. She’s still thorough. I placed one explosive under the desk.
After that, I went to the slaver barracks. The place is deserted, bottles lying about.
Then I heard a click of a gun behind my head.
“Hold it right there,” a familiar voice tells me. “Wait a minute, it’s you! Hah, the zombie- ugh!”
A shot resounded through the building, and the slaver’s body thumps against the floor. I look behind me, and Percy stands there, 10mm in her hand. Her stealth armor helmet pops open and she smiles at me.
“C’mon big guy, let’s get a move on.”
She watched my back as I installed another explosive, and we ran back out to face Paradise Falls’ leader.
Eulogy Jones.
I kick the door to his pad open, and he sits atop the bed, looking far too relaxed for someone whose base is being torn to shreds.
It’s almost as if he was expecting us.
Two female slaves jump at Percy and before I can save her, Eulogy Jones shoots my calf, and I kneel, groaning in pain. I can barely keep my eyes open as one of them searched Percy for my contract, and handed it to Eulogy.
No, no! Not this shit again!
“Good girl, Clover,” the slaver croons.
Then, he turns to us.
“Ah, I knew the two of you would show up here. Welcome.”
A look of horror crossed Percy’s face as she heard shouts outside. Bloodied slavers barged through the door, and one of them was grabbing DeLoria by the collar.
“Butch! Where are the others?!”
“They got away, don’t worry about- ow! That hurts!” One of them kicked the greaser.
“Not for long,” he tells the greaser. Then, he turns to my partner.
“Word travels fast in the wasteland, you know. It didn’t take long for us to figure out what you’re up to, my dear. The two of you haven’t really been subtle about it. Paradise Falls has contacts everywhere. It didn’t take much for one of them to strong-arm Church into telling us what you’re up to.”
“Bastard!” Percy spits. “What have you done with him?!”
The two women restraining her keep her down as she tries to wriggle free.
“Let’s just say that Jotun sent him into an early retirement.”
That dangerous look, the one that frightens me, is back on Percy’s face. Her mouth is pressed into a tight line, trembling in her fury.
“And you,” he turns to me. “Who would’ve thought that you’d be back here, fifteen years later, Charon? Or should I say, Artyom Volkov.”
In the corner of my eye, Percy is looking at me with uncertainty. “Artyom Volkov?”
“That’s right, Miss Zhou. That’s your bodyguard’s name, before he was brainwashed into submission. There are a lot of things that you don’t know about him. Did you know that aside from helping us acquire new merchandise in the past, he was a war criminal, before the bombs dropped 200 years ago?”
“Liar. Charon can’t even remember most of his life before that. How could you know such a thing?”
“You never bothered to learn his history? My dear, I simply asked him all those years ago. Artyom here probably locked those memories away when I sold him to Ahzrukhal. Fifteen years is a very long time and you’re bound to misplace some memories, but I suppose someone as young as you wouldn’t know.”
Percy is breathing hard, looking at me with those wet and wide eyes, and I couldn’t look at her. The entire ordeal felt like peeling gauze off a wound that didn’t quite heal, or my skin being charred by hellfire from an atom bomb.
“Charon, tell me he’s lying.”
I can’t answer her. She’s no longer holding my contract.
“Answer her, Charon,” Eulogy orders me, and I comply, bile rising to my throat.
“He’s not.”
My new master steps closer, and grabs my partner’s jaw.
“I could put you in the pen as breeding stock, like this boy here,” Eulogy said, motioning to Butch.
“But you know, you remind me of my Clover here,” he continues. “Crazy girl, and I’m an expert on crazy girls. I just know you’d be crazy in the sack too. You just need to be housebroken.”
“Fuck you,” Percy spits.
“Soon, babe, soon. Now, Charon, take Miss 101 and her friend here to their new quarters.”
I feel it, the ghost of an electric shock shooting upward to my brain again.
But I can withstand it now.
“No.”
Percy and Butch look up to me, and before the burn can incapacitate me again, I whip out my shotgun and shot Jones in the head, twice. One to kill him, another out of spite.
My shotgun clatters to the floor, and the shocked slave girls couldn’t do anything as Percy escapes their grasp and takes back my contract from Eulogy’s dead hands.
“You disobeyed another order,” Percy gasps, looking at me with a soft look.
A piercing shriek filled the room as the girls lunged at me, but Percy shot one of them in the head. The other one who got too close, she whips with her pistol.
“Whoa! Whoa whoa whoa, Percy wait! These girls are slaves too! We can’t just shoot ‘em,” DeLoria exclaims, rushing over to the fallen girl. DeLoria attempts to help her up, but she scratches his chest, kicking and screaming, and she turns to me, manic.
“You son of a bitch! You killed daddy! You killed Mr. Eulogy, you killed him, you killed him! I hate you, you fucking shuffler!” she shrieks, like a petulant child. A deranged, petulant child.
Percy knocks her out cold. “You’re welcome to carry her, Butch, if you care so much.”
“Percy…”
Limping, I place the last C4 explosive while Percy loots the place clean. Then, she comes and wraps her arm around my waist, supporting me, holding me like she did the first time I ever got injured in her employ.
We hear heavy footsteps, and Cross comes into view, offering us a helping hand. Behind us, DeLoria carries the unconscious slave girl in his arms. I’d never thought I’d see the day when he’ll care for anyone other than himself.
I’d never thought I’d see the day that I would be free from my contract either, but here we are.
“Percy, I think I’m ready.”
My partner looks up to me, her eyes glistening in the moonlight.
“You guys go on ahead,” she tells Cross and the others. “We just have some unfinished business to attend to.”
We sit outside Eulogy’s pad, her back against my chest, and Percy fishes my contract out of her PipBoy glove. Her glasses are fogging up as it starts snowing again. I dug in my pockets, and after palming through crushed cigarette boxes, I found a lighter.
“Charon, are you sure about this?”
I nod, trembling as I hand her the lighter.
“Do it.”
I expected my skin to be set ablaze as the fire ate the edges of my contract, or for agonizing pain to shoot up my spine and kill me in an instant, but instead, I stared as my paper soul went up in flames without eliciting a single reaction.
As the paper turned to ashes, I sat with my partner in silence.
“It’s done. Charon, your contract is gone- Charon, no!”
I never noticed my hand reaching for Percy’s pistol involuntarily, aiming it to my temple, and firing.
When I opened my eyes, Percy was on top of me, breathing hard, her small hand restraining my arm in a surprising show of strength. She wrenches the pistol from me and throws it a few feet away from us, then she looks me in the eyes, her glasses slipping off of her face and landing on my chest.
I can feel her breath on my lips.
Burying her face in my chest, a sob wracked her body. I held her as tight as I could.
“C’mon, let’s send this place to hell.”
Reunited with our companions, I hand Percy the detonator.
Paradise Falls is no more.
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At Home #05 Playlist:
Egisto Macchi
"Valvole Cardiache"
from Bioritmi
(The Omni Recording Corporation)
Unknown
"Utahiko Kimigayo"
from Meijin,Meikyoku,Mei Enso Koten Geino best selection Gagaku
(Victor Japan)
Unknown
"Bandiia dzehun(type ancien)"
from Maldives vol.1
(Ocora)
Unknown
"Bandiia dzehun(type moderne)"
from Maldives vol.1
(Ocora)
Jessika Kenney
"Ingsun"
from Atria
(Sige Records)
Krzysztof Penderecki
"Sicut locutus est"
from Per Coro
(Wergo)
Jo Kondo
"Summer Days"
from Summer Days
(ALM Records)
Toru Takemitsu
"The Ceremony"
from Film Music by Toru Takemitsu vol.3
(Victor)
Katerina Dorokh,Khadossya Kanapchuk, Maria Kuzmich
"Let us sing a song to our wonderful master"
from Belarussian Music
(Melodiya)
Katerina Dorokh, Khadossya Kanapchuk,Maria Kuzmich
"The silken thread hits against the wall"
from Belarussian Music
(Melodiya)
Limpe Fuchs
"Tone...langvergangener Abend"
from Muusiccia(Metal/Stones)
(Streamline)
#Ilan Volkov#At Home#Egisto Macchi#Gagaku#Jessika Kenney#Krzysztof Penderecki#Jo Kondo#Toru Takemitsu#Katerina Dorokh#Khadossya Kanapchuk#Maria Kuzmich#Limpe Fuchs
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Trial 1: Walk A Mile In Despair’s Shoes [27]
“If I got anything wrong, Machiko...you better say something now...”
“I...I...I didn’t...”
“Yahoo! How exciting! The first trial has been so exciting! You kids had me on the edge of my seat! But now it’s time to vote! Everyone, please select who you think the killer is!”
Holographic screens come out of each of our stands, showing a small picture with everyone’s face on it. It was time to vote...
WHOS IS THE KILLER?
[Kasperov]
[Brenda McAlister]
[Yamada Yuya]
[Genji Totoro]
[Gary Richardson]
[Itsuki Iori]
[Abigal Wu]
[Cody Young]
[Hunk Abberdash]
[J]
[Joyce Heartswell]
[Machiko Anda]
[Mei Ichika]
[The Great Guardian]
[Yoshiko Tora]
[Trisha Takami]
[Valentina Volkov]
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Trial 1: Walk A Mile In Despair’s Shoes [4]
“Whoa there!”
“No one used their own knife, Yoshiko. The knife used came from the kitchen. And it was still there when I looked around.”
“Oh yeah! I definitely remember seeing that!”
“That is...not good, right?”
“It’s for our own self-interest we notice it rather than not, despite its potential gruesomeness.”
“...huh?”
“Well, what you said sounds very smart, so it must be right!”
“Well...naturally, I am! Why wouldn’t I be highly intellectual?”
“Let’s talk about something else, huh? So we all agree Mei was killed with a knife from the kitchen, right?”
No one says anything to disagree.
“Well, then we got a suspect!”
“Uuuuh...so soon..? We...just started.”
“Aaaaah...I see, I see. Yes! There is one person here who would be capable of entering the kitchen at the time of the murder!”
“Wait...isn’t the kitchen locked until the morning announcement? Mei died just during that.”
“Right. But one of us can get in before that ‘cause of Monotwoma.”
I...think I know who Machiko is talking about. The person that can enter the kitchen before the morning announcement is...
SELECT A SUSPECT
[Kasperov]
[Brenda McAlister]
[Yamada Yuya]
[Genji Totoro]
[Gary Richardson]
[Itsuki Iori]
[Abigal Wu]
[Cody Young]
[Hunk Abberdash]
[J]
[Joyce Heartswell]
[Machiko Anda]
[Mei Ichika]
[The Great Guardian]
[Yoshiko Tora]
[Trisha Takami]
[Valentina Volkov]
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Chapter 1 - Yell It Out yet Keep It In [8: Mei Mob Mentality]
I left my room now that the announcement was over. I heard a commotion coming from the cafeteria and made my way over there to see what was going on. Though I think I had a decent idea already.
“..?”
When I entered the cafeteria, I saw a bunch of people crowding around and making a fuss. I really should do something.
“Uh....everything alright in here, guys...?”
Most of the others look over as I spoke. A decent handful of everyone was here. Brenda, J, Gary, Trisha, Genji, Machiko, Webby, Yamada, Yoshiko, and Itsuki all made up the group right now. In the middle of the crowd, I could now see Mei in tears.
“UUUWAAAAAAAH!”
“Hey, what do you guys think you’re doing to Mei?!”
“I thought it was fairly obvious..? We’re trying to get answers out of her. Monotwoma made some very serious accusations...but I think we failed a QTE somewhere because she started crying.”
“This isn't a goddamn video game! Now someone shut this bitch up if she’s not going to talk!”
“You all need to be nice to her! Monotwoman could be lying for all we know!”
“Well, Kasperov, you certainly make a good point.” Valentina had walked in at some point. I didn’t hear her coming. Did she just get here?
“Screw all of you! I didn’t do jackshit!”
“Yeah, sure ya didn’t, Melon Tits.”
“You’re just jealous I’m bigger!”
“Gary will happily take measurements if you want to prove it!”
“Mei, please, we’re simply trying to get your side of the story...”
“I really don’t see the problem here...”
“Oh my, Kas, are you unaware of what suicide is? Someone should really explain it to you.”
“Suicide. Noun. The act of taking one’s–”
“I know what it is, guys...”
“Y-You did not even allow me to conclude...”
“Look, it’s not my fault someone decided to end it, okay?! I didn’t even do anything!”
“Hahaha! A confession from thee!”
“Stuff it up your ass, creep!”
Mei roughly shoves Yamada, causing him to fall backward. She uses the opportunity to escape the room and disappear into the hallway.
“She should be the one that’s dead...”
“I wouldn’t miss her...”
“How can you guys say things like that?! That’s our friend! We shouldn’t want anyone to die!”
“Look, even Gary is an asshole, but at least he didn’t get anyone killed.”
“Guys!”
But no one seemed to listen to me. With Mei gone, the subject was more or less dropped. Breakfast didn’t last long from there and soon, everyone had dispersed. I stayed in the dining room to think.
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Chapter 1 - Yell It Out yet Keep It In [4: A Lab for You and Me]
“GYAAAAAAAAAAAH!”
Hunk let out a loud, girlish scream as he saw the group standing before him. I don’t think he expected us to be coming here.
“You’re all here to kill me! That’s it! This is a group effort! I knew this was going to happen the moment I turned my back! I-I-I–!”
“Does this guy have an off switch I can hit?”
“Hunk, I summoned them here as to see the new area granted to our disposal.”
“!”
“Ahaha...ha...ha...I knew that...”
“Wait, so why did you scream?”
“Anyway! These rooms appear to be designated towards our talents. This one, for instance, is mine. And my room key worked for it!”
“What is within that particular room..?”
“...stuff...and things...”
“These are state-of-the-art talent research labs!”
“WH-WHERE DID HE COME FROM?!”
“These handy-dandy rooms are made to appeal to you and your SHSL talents! Every one of you gets one and they’ve got everything you could ever want or need to supply your talent-related needs!”
“Hey, is my good camera in one of those rooms?! I need it! You only left me with my crummy one!”
“Yeah, I thought it’d be funnier to make you wait for it.”
“Bitch! Where the fuck is that room?!”
“You’ll see it later...if you live, anyway.”
Monotwoma left as suddenly as he entered with that final remark.
“That was...odd. But it would seem these rooms are made for Hunk, Trisha, and Abigail. The rest must be elsewhere in the sectioned off parts of the school.”
“Well, Gary is bored as shit! He’s gonna go terrorize the innocent! Buh-bye!”
Gary scampers off. Brenda quickly followed, probably to watch after him. Trisha went into her lab to look around. Genji, Yoshiko, and Yamada all went off together. Hunk retried to his lab and Valentina went off with Joyce. Mei and Machicko left soon after. Guardian glared at me before leaving. And now I was alone.
“...so...what just happened..?”
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