Poison Ivy #2

Rolled 1 (1d1)

>>607625
Rolling to see if OP is a faggot

>>607625
"I'll take it. Here's the cash.

Slipping a hand into your wallet, you retrieve your rather small clip of cash. And it grows even smaller when you throw down a 10 dollar bill onto the counter. She looks down, grasping the paper will vigor as she holds it above her head, checking it for any sign of counterfeit. As a few moments, she pockets it. "Looks real enough. I'll go get the keys for you, sit tight.

You stand impatiently as she returns from her office, grasping a battered old key. Attached to it is the room number, 208. "Here. Don't go snooping about in the other rooms. I'll know. Have a uh, nice stay. You have a television, telephone and a drawer. She says as she throws down the key. Rude lady, you think about saying, but you know better. You grab the keys and grasp them tightly as you turn to the steps. The smell of mold becomes ever so present, and you can somewhat smell a faint pesticide. Hopefully not.

After climbing two flights of stairs, you reach your room door, 208. Opening the door, you enter. Its in rambles, and the bed has only 3 legs. The wallpaper is splintering at the corners, and the bathroom looks as if a tornado ran through. You thoroughly check the bed for any sign of pest, but find none. You cautiously take a seat on it, getting some nice relaxation in. Its a rough place, but should fit comfortably should you need a place to fall back on. What will you do?

>Use Your Telephone(Write-In)
>Stash your Belongings(Write-In)
>Nap
>Exit the Room
>Write-In

>>607661
>Write-in
Masturbate/find a animal to fuck

>>607661
>>607668
Supporting

>>607661
>>Write-In
Turn on the tv
Maybe find some porn

>>607661
>>607668
Supporting the animal fucking as #1 thing to do and masterbate as #2

>>607661
Let's nap

>>607670
You grab the remote and turn on the TV. It flickers to life after awhile, being on a channel your not interested in. What will you watch

>The News
>Something to Pass the Time
>Turn off the TV

>>607668
3rding
supporting

>>607668
+1

>>607685
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>>607685
Going to keep supporting the Animal fucking because I will not stand for railroading.

So whats the quests about?
I expected a batman kind of thing.

>>607757
I linked the archive so anyone could read the last thread of it.

http://sys.4chan.org/derefer?url=http%3A%2F%2Fsuptg.thisisnotatrueending.com%2Fqstarchive%2F564428%2F

>>607661
>Nap
>being a dick to a good QM
Tot

>>607685
>>The News
Watch the news, see if they talk about the bar

>>607878
>>607685
Well I fucked up there, but yeah, the news

>>607685
The news

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>>607883
>>607880
>>607890

Flicking through the channels, one catches your eye. A local news channel, running through its routine schedule. You decide to watch it for a bit.

"..And In other news, a local Bar was recent the target of violence as early in the morning, it was littered by gunshot. It happened early into the day, authorities say. The sole target of the bar scene. A local man named Michael Jacobs, was killed. The police have no suspects. Live on the scene, Jessica Picasso.

The image switches over to a reporter, in front of the bar. After a few moments check, she begins her report

"It was a serene day here in Sao Paulo, but that was soon interrupted by gang violence. Around 10:30, A car rolled into the small street, and fire *27* shots into the building. Here with me is Detective Juan Álvarez, one of the many hard working men, on the case. The camera swivels a few degrees to the right, focusing on the detectives case. His eyes are sunken and you can see a coffee stain upon his shirt. He begins to speak.

[/green]"Uhm, Yeah we currently have no leads on the killer. We *suspect* it was another incident of gang violence, but it could be something else. We have a potential suspect, seen fleeing the scene after the shooting. If anyone sees a suspicious man, please, heavily consider calling the authorities"[/green]

After ending the sentence, the image switches back to the main panel, with a weather woman reviewing the forecast.

What will you do?

>Nap
>Leave(Write-In)
>Stash your Belongings(Write-in)
>Write-In

>>607959
>>Nap

>>607959
>>Nap

>>607959
Nap

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>>607962
>>607966
fucked up formatting on the last post

Its been a long day. A few hours of sleep wouldn't hurt. Take your mind off some things. You deserve a few moments rest. Taking off some of your clothes, you lie down on the bed as you drift slowly into the grasp of sleep. A few moments later, your dead asleep. You don't have any dreams, or nightmares for that matter.

Just as you had fallen asleep, your awoken by a blaring ring of your telephone. You don't remember giving anyone your number. Wiping the sleep from your eyes, your memories flood back to you. What will you do?

>Ignore it and Go Back to Sleep
>Answer It

>>607988
>>Answer It
Say No, this is Patrick :^)

>>607991
Groggily reaching for the phone, you grab it and put it up to your ear.

"is this Renzo?

You hesitate for a moment before you respond. "How'd you get this number?

"I have my ways. Look, my boss, Álvaro, had me stakeout your motel. He's still waiting at the bar. I can drive you, if you like. The voice coming from the phone seems sweet, and trickled with innocence. A light voice to a dark person.

"Well Tell Álvaro to be patient. I'm resting.

"Whatever. I'll stick around here for 10 minutes and counting. Hurry up.


>Go outside to hitch the ride
>Stay Inside.

>>608015
>>>Go outside to hitch the ride

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>>608021
Better now than never. Grabbing your clothes and belongings, you get prepped. After a few moments, your ready for the car ride. You think against bringing your suitcase and fruit, as their unneeded. You exit your room and walk down the steps into the lobby. The old lady notices.

"Leaving already?

"Yeah. Keep the room clean for me
"

"It had best not be dirty.

Before responding, you exit the building, and into the parking lot. A lone car sits in the parking lot, still running with the lights on. It got dark fast. It beeps it horns, impatient with you taking so long. From here, you can't see the driver, but it can't be that bad. As you get closer, you start to notice more feminine features before you fully realise that it is, in fact a female. You hop in the passenger seat, closing the door behind you.

"Took you long enough. Strap in."

She drives off into the road, attentive on it.

"I didn't think Álvaro would hire someone like uh, you--
Your cut off before you can finish the sentence

"What's that supposed to mean?

"Nothing by it, just didn't think he'd hire a female to stalk me out.

She glances towards you, for only a few moments before snapping back towards the road.

"Less inconspicuous. People wouldn't want to be rude, Yea?"

"Don't assume what people won't do.

"I'm not dumb. People I'll do anything, just less chance of it".

"Whatever you say. Just drive me to the bar.

After a few moments silence, you arrive at the bar. Yellow Police tape litter the area, as detectives and police gather in its perimeter. The driver stops a few feet in front of the tape.

"Here it is. Álvaro should be on the scene, just be attentive. And remember what he told you"

"Your a good driver. I could use your services. What's your name?"

She hesitates before responding

"María.


After exchanging goodbyes, she drives off and leaves you to yourself.

>Enter the crime scene
>Talk to one of the police officers around the Perimeter.
>Write-In]

>>608069
>Talk to one of the police officers around the Perimeter.
Ask to talk to Alvaro
No relaxing for you

>>608069
FTP, enter the crime scene

>>608150
ya nerd!

You go underneath the yellow tape, traversing to the other side of the crime scene. Almost immediately, an officer comes over.

"Sorry sir, this is an restricted area. I must ask you to leave."

"No worries, I'm Carinha's friend."

Recognition washes over his face as he tenses up.

"I understand. He's over there, in the bar. Sorry for the inconvenience."

Exchanging goodbyes, you move to the bar.

The scene inside is almost the same as you left it, aside from some minor changes. You see Álvaro sitting at the bar, partaking of a bottle of rum. You take a seat beside him

"Renzo. Took you long enough. What held you?"

"Minor inconvenience. Why'd you send the girl on my tracks?"

"Had to make sure you hadn't run off on me, of course. Nothing major! I've pulled allot of strings to make sure your aren't in a holding cell right about now.

"Because I'm Carinha's friend huh?"

"Look, Its better to be associated with a crime mogul than to be judged for a crime. At least you have a job, right?"

"What? I never took any job, Álvaro."

"You did now. Your a driver for one of the local crime bosses, Carinha. Word got out, and eventually it reached the police ears, and pockets. He'll be expecting you at *this* He hands you a torn piece of paper with an address scribbled on it Address. Early in the morning, "Comrade!"

You both share a chuckle

"Never thought I'd end up in this pickle, Brother. Why'd the old man bite the treatment"

"Well, as far as I've known, the Bressia Morvelli don't work without orders. I don't know which cartel their working for, but it must been Important that he got his shit pushed back so fast

>Ask about his daughter
>Ask about any more job openings
>Ask for some more Cash
>Write-In

>>608217
>>Ask about any more job openings

>>608246
"I feel uncomfortable working for a local crime boss. Anything else you can offer me?"

"You need to stop clinging to your ego, Renzo. You have to get down and dirty for your cash."

"Do I look like a stripper? You know I don't support crime, but I suppose your right.

"Look, I'll keep my ears open, alright? If anything comes up, you will be the first to know."


unfortunately I have to end here for tonight, have to get up early for work. thanks for reading![/spoiler