You are an incredibly average man. You're white, tall and skinny, with semi-long hair, who lives in an cheap apartment by himself. You have a decent group of friends, and can get a girlfriend if you try hard enough, but right now you've just been laid off. You're sitting on your couch, about to watch TV, when you get a call from a unknown number.
>Answer it
>Nahhh
>>1133150
>Answer it
>>1133150
>Nahhh
>>1133150
>Answer it
>>1133150
>>Answer it
>answer it
RIP Quest
Since quest is dead
>become tranny
Good thread op
>>1133175
>>1133599
>>1133665
>>1141357
>>1145833
You hear a female voice come through the other end.
>"Club Yosokai. Downtown. If you want to get off your couch and start living for once in your life, come here. We're waiting."
Before you can respond, the line goes dead.
What the hell? You look out your window instictively. Outside is just the night and the apartment block across from you. The windows are pitch black. If someone was watching you, there'd be no way for you to tell...
Of course, it could just be some telemarketer scam. An awfully forward one, but hey, you've heard weirder.
You sit back and think. Yosokai....sounds interesting, to say the least. Been a while since you've been clubbing, it could do you some good to get some fresh air.
You pull out your phone and Google it. "Club Yosokai...."
Nothing. Literally no results. Fuck...
Your phone rings again. Instinctively, you answer it.
>"Hey, listen here..."
>"Googling won't do anything. We're underneath the Juliancorp building downtown. Unlisted. This is our last call, and your last chance. Live, or rot on your couch. Your choice."
The line goes dead once again.
Shit....
>Go to the club
>Call the cops, this is sketchy as fuck...
>Call some friends, ask them for help
>Fuck this, time to sleep
>>1149838
>If you're going out, you need to look good.
>Call some friends, ask them for help with MAKEOVER
>>1149838
>Go to the club
>Call some friends, ask them for help
>>1149838
>Fuck this, time to sleep
Time to be the true NEET we are.
>>1155912
>>Go
It's not like we can't turn down the offer if we don't like it. And who knows, maybe we can get mad dosh for neet stuff.
>>1155912
>>Go
>>1157757
>>1161537
You go outside, meeting your friends. They heckle and joke, calling out how stupid the plan is, but they still go along with it.
After 30 minutes, the three of you are downtown. You look up the Juliancorp building. It's a small building, dimly lit and with a gate leading in. It can't go more than three stories up. But there's a problem.
The entrance is closed, and the facility is covered by a large gate.
Roshan points to the apartments next to it.
>"If we head to the second floor, we might be able to jump through a window."
>Do it
>Fuck that
>>1162076
>Do it