you have exposed yourself as the depraved wretch you are
it is a wonder that the weeds you choose to surround yourself with choose to suffer your presence
as much of a mystery as your choice in mates
or the rags you choose to sleep in when you use your own bed
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"I hope there's still enough left for your mother and Allison..." Irene says, looking back into the kitchen where my father's decided to descend upon the remaining leftovers.
"They know how things go around here," I reply. "If they want anything then they'll come down here before he eats it all."
"That's kind of harsh," Irene laughs nervously. "Is it always like this?"
"Used to be before they moved," I shrug.
Considering how much my father eats, it's a wonder he doesn't weigh twice what he does now.
"I guess this means I'll be going out somewhere for lunch," Irene sighs. "Umm, do you think that maybe Theresa'll want to go if I asked?"
"Actually, uh..."
Yeah, we kind of have plans for this afternoon.
>tell her the most basic of information
>tell her more (specify how much)
>>43569712
>Comment on how the voice in your head is getting more and more aggressive, and ask if she has any ideas on how to prepare in that regard.
>>43569712
>>tell her the most basic of information
>>43569694
Go back to sleep, Over-chan.
>>43569712
>tell her the most basic of information
If she ask for more, tell her.
>>43569712
>tell her the most basic of information
>apologize for stealing her girlfriend for the afternoon
>>43569712
>>tell her the most basic of information
>>43569712
>>tell her the most basic of information
>writing
>>43569786
>Go back to sleep, Over-chan.
She is not wrong tho, we are a perv.
>>43570299
We're as an average more pervy than archelon is. Maybe more he can take.
>>43570331
>as an average more
Want to try saying that again?
>>43570353
We're as an average more pervy than archelon is. Maybe more he can take.
>>43570331
>>43570398
>. Maybe more he can take.
Maybe if he didn't have TOO MANY WAIFUS!
>>43570492
How many?
>>43570554
Two.
Might as well get it out of the way now so she doesn't ask for more details at an inconvenient time.
"Theresa wanted me to go check something out with her this afternoon," I say.
"She did?" Irene raises an eyebrow. "Well it's not like I really have anything else to be doing so I guess I could tag along if it's not too much trouble."
"Actually, uh..." I scratch my head, "...Charlotte's going to be there too and-"
"Oh."
Why do I feel like such a jerk right now? I didn't even do anything wrong.
"I guess it'd be best if I didn't try and tag along then," Irene sighs.
"Sorry," I mumble.
"Hey, it's alright," she shakes her head. "It is what it is."
>[1/?]
>>43570566
He's got more than that I bet. Not that he'll tell us.
>>43570661
>[2/2]
"You aren't in any trouble, are you?" Irene asks. "Because if you are-"
"I'm not," I say, throwing up my hands. "Really."
For the first time in like two months, I can actually say that and be telling the truth!
>speaking of charlotte, I should probably call her now
>I'll call her after I get back from being tortured
>>43570806
>>speaking of charlotte, I should probably call her now
us breathing heavily might not give the right signal
>>43570806
>I'll call her after I get back from being tortured
>>43570806
>I'll call her after I get back from being tortured
>writing
There's a decent chance that Charlotte's still asleep now so I guess I'll give her some time to wake up before I bug her about this.
"I think you know this already," Irene says, "but if you do happen to get in trouble again, I'll be more than happy to help you out however I can. It's the least I can do to pay you back for letting me stay here."
"Yeah, I know," I nod. "And on the off chance that something does happen, I'll be sure to let you know."
"Alright, that's all I ask," she replies with a warm smile.
She's staring to remind me of Allison with the way she's acting all worried about me...
"Oh yeah," Irene says, reaching into her mouth and taking hold of one of her way-too-sharp teeth. "I never did replace the one that I gave you last time..."
And with a sound closer to tearing fabric than anything, Irene yanks it right out of her mouth. Jesus Christ that's gruesome.
>have you told theresa about that?
>leave that alone for now
>>43571529
>have you told theresa about that?
>>43571529
>leave that alone for now
>>43571529
>leave that alone for now
>>43571529
>>have you told theresa about that?
>But if she hasn't let her tell her girlfriend at her own pace.
>>43571529
>have you told theresa about that?
The answer will be no, but I'm curious about what her justification will be. She's ID'd that Theresa isn't really a threat to her organization, so I wanna know if she has personal reasons why she doesn't wanna tell.
>>43571529
>have you told theresa about that?
>>43571529
>>have you told theresa about that?
>writing
"Umm..." I watch Irene lick the remaining blood off of the tooth she so unceremoniously tore from her mouth, "...have you told Theresa about that?"
"Ehhhhhhhhhhhh..." Irene looks away from me with the guiltiest expression ever on her face. "...no?"
Ahahahahahaha of course she didn't.
"Don't you think that maybe you should?" I ask. "I mean, it traumatized the hell out of me when that ice chick killed you, you know? And considering that you're Theresa's -girlfriend-, I think she'd take it a lot harder than I did if something like that happens again."
"Yeah I know," Irene sighs. "It's just, she pinches the bridge of her nose, "...I generally try to keep that strictly on a need-to-know basis. You and Charlotte know because there was no hiding it after you... you know..."
After I killed her. Right.
>[1/?]
>>43571915
>[2/2]
"As it is, we've barely been going out for a week and I'd like to wait a while before I spring that on her," Irene says with a pained smile. "Since just up and going 'by the way I'm one of a collective of mes spread throughout the planet and this one grew out of your friend's backyard' is kind of a huge shock for most people."
"I guess so," I shrug.
She's definitely not wrong there.
"Even ignoring the fact that I try to keep that knowledge from as many people as I can," she continues, "when I've been in a relationship with people who find that out it always leads to me getting interrogated. 'How many of you are there,' 'do you have other boyfriends aside from me,' 'how can I be sure you're no cheating on me right now,' 'just how old are you really,'" she groans. "It never gets easier."
>well how old -are- you?
>asking people's ages is just rude
>>43572018
>well how old -are- you?
It wouldn't be Cecile if we showed any decorum what-so-ever
>>43572018
>>well how old -are- you?
followed by
>>asking people's ages is just rude
>>43572018
>>asking people's ages is just rude
>"Though if you don’t tell me I’ll just assume you are thousands of years old and imagine you grinning and running around stern looking ancient greek philosophers."
Really, imagine it. It’s hilarious.
>>43572018
>asking people's ages is just rude
>well how old -are- you?
>>43572018
>well how old -are- you?
>writing
>>43572094
Now I'm imagining Bill & Ted & Irene, talking philosophy with Soh-crates.
Arch, make it happen.
>>43572175
"All we are is dust in the wind, dude."
>>43572194
Great Kansas song
>>43572211
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tH2w6Oxx0kQ
I give Irene a quick once-over. She definitely looks like a (shapely) girl in her late teens to early twenties, but for all I know her appearance has nothing to do with her actual age.
"Umm, is something the matter?" Irene asks, noticing the way I'm eyeing her.
"I know that you just listed it as one of the questions that bugs you," I reply, "...but I can't help but be curious."
"About what exactly?" she says with a doubtful expression.
"Just how old -are- you?"
My question earns a long, pained groan from my green-haired friend.
"You know..." she says, placing a hand on her forehead.
"Like I said," I shrug, "I'm curious. And if you're that against telling me, I'm just gonna assume you're thousands of years old and start imagining you running around grumpy-looking Greek philosophers."
"What in the-"
Irene goes silent when she sees that I've provided visual representation of what I just described. And I have to say, she looks pretty good in a toga.
>[1/?]
>>43572433
>>43572433
>[2/2]
"C- c'mon, Cecile!" Irene groans while trying desperately to shoo away her sexy toga-clad image. "Do you really want ot explain to your parents why there's a hologram of your bizarre opinion of me if they happen to walk in here?"
Crap, she has a good point there. Quickly, I release my hologram in favor of a handy petite-sized version that's able to fit on my hand like that one bit from Star Wars.
"Seriously?" Irene droops down the entire upper half of her body.
"Yup," I nod. "Inquiring minds want to know."
Irene tries to hold off until the silly dance I'm having pocket toga hologram Irene finally breaks her down.
"Ugh, FINE," she groans. "I was born in the 20th century, the same as you. That's all you're getting."
>this is acceptable
>bah, you're no fun
>>43572571
>this is acceptable
>>43572571
>this is acceptable
Have you met any people of historical significance?
>>43572571
>this is acceptable
Change hologram accordingly to early 1900s.
>>43572571
>this is acceptable
>>43572571
>this is acceptable
However, We'll have to guess as to how many candles to put on your birthday cake.
>>43572598
Nah, show her in the WW2 still looking as cute as ever
>>43572571
>>this is acceptable
>>43572571
>>this is acceptable
Time to get ready to run.
>>43572608
Nope, ww1 trenches.
>>43572571
>this is acceptable
>>43572588
Yes. Her sister. Though it's not a history most people know about.
>>43572625
Then she couldn't be older than 14-18
>>43572626
Boooo! Bad answer!
Why is the tree shorthanded when they have a gigantic supply of Irenes? Her sister shouldn't have to come out at all, just yank a few dozen teeth from the Irene supply she keeps locked in her basement at all times.
>>43572608
>>43572625
>Not wanting 1920s Flapper.
>>43572642
And women were in the military in WW2?
>>43572702
Women with Branches? You bet your ass they were.
>>43572670
>Why is the tree shorthanded when they have a gigantic supply of Irenes? Her sister shouldn't have to come out at all, just yank a few dozen teeth from the Irene supply she keeps locked in her basement at all times.
They don't trust Irene like that, and having a bunch of her running around kind of ruins whatever surprise-type advantages that her Branch gives.
Also they're screwed if someone successfully mindcontrols her in such a situation.
>writing
>>43572672
>Not wanting 50's pinup model Irene
>>43572711
I doubt it.
>>43572787
People have had superpowers since the dawn of human history, and you doubt that people with them were used in wars because of their gender. Really.
>>43572825
>I've stood in the same room as a few different Popes before and that's about it
That hardly says anything at all. You could've been born in 2004 and still have been in the same room as 3 different popes by now.
>>43572850
That assumes she's met every pope though.
>>43572825
Have we thanked her for giving her faction's enemy's girlfriend access to her power yet? Or does she do that with everyone vaguely friendly who knows about her power?
>>43572825
>Mer anyone famous
>Mer anyone
>Mer
>>43572857
>Anon doesn't meet every pope
"Twentieth century, huh," I nod. "Okay, that's fair."
In accordance with the new information that I've just been given, I switch my Irene hologram's manner of dress to that of a '20s flapper girl.
"I have never worn anything like that ever," Irene mumbles.
"But you look so nice in it!" I reply with a wide grin.
Irene may not give me the same reactions that Theresa does when I'm teasing her but it's still fun all the same.
"Met anyone famous during your long, long lifetime?" I ask, half-teasing and half-serious.
"I've stood in the same room as a few different Popes before and that's about it," Irene replies. "I've never had much of an interest in celebrities."
Can't say that I really do either, but still.
>[1/?]
>>43572880
>[2/2]
"And now if you're done grilling me for information," Irene says with a long groan as she stretches out her arms over her head, "I'm going to go and take a shower."
Ignoring any more of my teasing attempts, Irene disappears up the stairs.
>I guess this is my cue to get changed
>I wanted to go and do something else before I got changed
>>43572951
>I guess this is my cue to get changed
>>43572951
>>I guess this is my cue to get changed
>>43572951
>I guess this is my cue to get changed
>>43572951
>>I guess this is my cue to get changed
>>43572951
>I guess this is my cue to get changed
Whee, just beat another game.
>writing
>>43573024
What game?
>>43573038
Super Heroine Chronicle.
I beat the last boss during this voting period so all that's left is to go through the final story bits.
>>43573048
>Super Heroine Chronicle
Just looked over the character roster. Is there any common denominator other than "anime"?
>>43572951
>I guess this is my cue to get changed
When will it be Theresa's turn to see the Irene in only a wet towel?
>>43573066
Well it seems for most of the franchises in question the connection is either Media Factory or J.C. Staff.
With no more Irene to bother (and bugging my father while he eats isn't exactly the smartest thing to do), I head up to my room and close the door behind me. After I locate where I tossed the gym clothes I use for my morning hell sessions, I place them on my bed and walk over to the windowsill where my plants are.
Breathing a sigh of relief that they're doing as well as ever (though I really ought to change the pots of everything but the cactus), I bring out my watering can and take care of that particular morning task.
...heh. I guess I'm going to have to remember to be careful about my catnip again now that Charlotte's back to her usual self.
>[1/?]
>>43573121
>[2/2]
As a result of skills honed through years of gym class, it takes maybe a minute tops to throw off the oversized pajama shirt that I was wearing and slip on my gym clothes. And after making one last check of my personal appearance, I make my way downstairs with my heart filled with dread at my impending suffering.
>wait outside for the theresa, this way we'll get this over quicker
>lounge about inside for as long as I can before I have to be dragged out there
>>43573149
>wait outside for the theresa, this way we'll get this over quicker
>>43573149
>lounge about inside for as long as I can before I have to be dragged out there
Maybe we'll get a last word in with Irene before Theresa shows up
>>43573149
>>wait outside for the theresa, this way we'll get this over quicker
Ok CC, listen up! You need to do some warm-ups or you're gonna be sorry later that you didn't!
>>43573149
>lounge about inside for as long as I can before I have to be dragged out there
>>43573149
>wait outside for the theresa, this way we'll get this over quicker
Waste time dressing up holograms of Irene in historical outfits
>>43573193
Waste time dressing up holograms of Char in historical outfits.
>writing
>>43573203
That's clearly the superior option
Instead of going to watch TV or whatever, I head straight out the door and sit down on one of the chairs we have on our porch. I have no intention of dragging this out any more than I already have so I'll just meet Theresa whenever the heck she decides to show up.
While relaxing, I look up at the huge trees that line our street. Normally, Loki would be up there keeping an eye on me since Charlotte's paranoid but he's still unable to fly for the time bring... poor guy.
At least I know he's happy to be able to bug Charlotte again, what with finally having someone around who he can properly communicate with. While I try to play with them as best I can, both him and Milla have a TON of energy which usually ended up getting channeled into breaking the furniture or tearing up the upholstery while me and Gabrielle were looking after the suite.
Not to mention the accidents. I never want to have to deal with that again.
>[1/?]
>>43573320
Wonder how Char is dealing with not being able to spy on Cecile all the time now.
>>43573320
In an attempt to take my mind off those decidedly unpleasant memories, I return to the type of Branch-enhanced goofing off that I devised back when I was messing with Irene earlier. Focusing on the area of the chair next to me since no passers-by can actually see me messing around with holograms, I call back up the image of Irene in a toga.
"Yup, just as hot as before."
After having her twirl around, I switch her outfit to the flapper dress. And then a fancy ballgown. And then just for the hell of it, I materialize a hologram of Charlotte's tiny adorable "natural" self in the same dress. And then, of course, I have them dance around.
This is actually kind of fun.
>[2/?]
>>43573371
CC could earn a LOT of money recording porn.
>>43573377
She could earn money lots of ways. Gauthier will probably put her to work one way or another after she marries Charlotte.
>>43573371
>[3/3]
Just as I'm starting to get engrossed in my little fantasy chairtop dance show, a piercing pain shoots through my head and forces me back into the real world.
"Hey," Theresa says, already standing in front of the door to my house. "What exactly were you doing there?"
"Killing time," I reply.
>make a hologram of irene in a towel
>enough messing around with me, now is the time of suffering
>>43573388
>>enough messing around with me, now is the time of suffering
>>43573388
>make a hologram of irene in a towel KISSING theresa
>>43573388
>make a hologram of irene in a towel
Consider it a present
>>43573388
>>make a hologram of irene in a towel
Why not…
>>43573407
Oh that's even better!
>>43573388
>make a hologram of irene in a towel
>>43573407
Has the right idea.
>>43573407
>>43573434
It is!
>writing
"Irene's taking a shower right now, in case you were hoping to see her before we go," I say.
My tiny Irene image flickers back onto the chair... but she's wearing nothing but a towel.
"W- what the hell-" Theresa's face immediately turns beet-red.
I am kind enough to refrain from informing her that this image was formed straight from first-hand experiences.
"Oh, but she might be getting out around now so you -might- be able to pop in and say hi," I say while materializing a tiny Theresa to go with the tiny Irene.
And then of course I make them kiss, eliciting a muffled yell from my good friend Theresa.
>[1/?]
>>43573490
"C- cut it out with the weird shit, dammit!" Theresa blurts out.
"What, you're not interested in seeing Irene in a towel?" I ask, shrugging innocently.
I suddenly find myself yanked from the chair and onto my feet by Theresa, who then proceeds to drag me out to the sidewalk.
"Let's go," Theresa says, glaring at me. "And don't think that your whining's gonna make me go easy on you, especially TODAY."
I seem to have set her off.
>[2/?]
>>43573508
One block in, I'm actually feeling kind of alright. But by the second, the fatigue's set in full-force and I find myself reeeeally wanting to stop. Not even the allure of my good friend's shapely posterior is enough to take my mind off the burning feeling in my lungs.
"Don't think that this is it, Cecile!" Theresa calls out while looking over her shoulder at the miserable wreck that I must look like right now.
"Almost there..." I wheeze.
Three driveways left. Two. One.
But just as I'm about to declare my victory over my body's weakness, Theresa CROSSES THE FREAKING STREET and starts back to jogging!
"W..." I wheeze. "What the hell, Theresa!?"
"You're gonna run four blocks today," she replies. "Now MOVE!" she says in her best impression of a drill instructor.
But I can't even appreciate how hot she is or isn't at the moment because it feels like my entire body is about to fall apart.
>[3/?]
>>43573541
Poor Cecile. it was only some light bullying, Theresa!
>>43573549
CC deserves this. She's a terrible tease because you guys always go for it.
>>43573549
>>43573556
Doesn't matter who deserves what: CC needs this. Her physical stats are by far her biggest weakness.
>>43573541
What's that like, hardly once around a stadium and you are ready to collapse? Damn CC, there's bad and then there's just where you plain suck.
>>43573565
Maybe Cecile, too, can attain abs.
>>43573565
No, no. Her biggest weakness is our inability to determine whether an attack is a strike, crash, or guard.
>>43573541
>[4/4]
"Th... there..." I say, my ragged voice having degraded to not much more than a whisper by the end of the fourth block.
Theresa's hand rubbing my back offers a tiny bit of comfort, but it still hurts to breathe and it hurts to stand and I really hope this isn't what asthma feels like because it's taking everything I have to force the air into my burning lungs.
pathetic
you are utterly disgusting
tormenting your so-called friends yet can barely handle physical activity that was initiated solely for your own benefit
you deserve no pity from anyone
"Shut the hell up," I mumble.
"What!?" Theresa jumps back in surprise.
I hate you, evil voice.
Please marry me Over-chan!
That's it for tonight's thread, folks. I know it was a slow one and I kind of stalled for a bunch of parts but I do appreciate the participation.
The next thread will be on Sunday night.
and now questions
>>43573615
Oh. Well....shit, I just got here.
>>43573601
If we'd played drastically differently form the start, would we've been able to get along with Over-chan?
If you know things are slow why don't you timeskip us to something interesting?
>>43573615
Thank you for the thread.
Did it get answered already if physical stamina translates into magical stamina?
>>43573615
Cecile's score in Athletics skill is clearly abysmal. Will she ever git gud?
>>43573615
When CC grows up will she find gainful employement in special effects?
>>43573615
Thanks for running!
>>43573615
>>43573654
In fact, what does CC want to become when she grows up? Besides casual.
>>43573659
>Besides casual.
Gabrielle is slowly curing her of her casual ways! They'll turn the CC into a gamer yet!
>>43573615
Thanks for running
>>43573615
Who is best idoru and why is ityou?
>>43573698
>Spoiler
oh my
>>43573623
>If we'd played drastically differently form the start, would we've been able to get along with Over-chan?
Nope, it's an asshole that never wanted to be friends from the start.
>>43573625
>If you know things are slow why don't you timeskip us to something interesting?
That's the plan.
>>43573637
>Did it get answered already if physical stamina translates into magical stamina?
Nope, stamina when it comes to Cecile's light stuff correlated with her mental stamina.
>>43573641
>Cecile's score in Athletics skill is clearly abysmal. Will she ever git gud?
She's demonstrably better than she was at the beginning of the quest.
>>43573654
>When CC grows up will she find gainful employement in special effects?
That would require her to be open about her ability and that's extremely doubtful.
She has the potential to be really good at it, though.
>>43573659
>In fact, what does CC want to become when she grows up? Besides casual.
Prior to the quest's start, she didn't have much of a specific goal in that regard.Currently she's leaning towards "Charlotte's housewife."
>>43573698
>Who is best idoru and why is ityou?
I am no idoru.
And now I pass the hell out. Thanks for playing!
For further questioning:
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Game production blog:
https://studioarchelon.wordpress.com/
>>43573736
In case you're still around, do you have an eta for the next Carina chapter?
>>43573736
>Currently she's leaning towards "Charlotte's housewife."
God damn it CC. You talk to your wife's dad and get him to give you a proper job.
>>43573770
>In case you're still around, do you have an eta for the next Carina chapter?
Sometime within the next few days. The primary reason why I'm not running again until next week is so that I'll finally have the time to get to finishing that off.
>>43573779
The best of news
We really need to tell Irene that we may be dealing with Over-chan permanently soon.
