RWBY/RT Trash General #39: Consensual Sex in the Missionary

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nth for beautiful children

>>2164514
The true endgame ship.

>>2164384

"Yeah. No excuses, right? I don't really get it, but I remember."

"I was a little out of it... I meant to say, well... I mean I know you, Valentine and at least one other girl do this kind of thing..."

Oh.

"Well... I get it."

"...You do?"

"Yeah. You don't need to make excuses or skirt around it with me. Doctor Valentine made a lot of good points."

"Oh... But what about the whole raising kids thing?"

"Oh... I was just... In the moment... You know..." Izzy's scar slowly lights up. "And uh... I don't ovulate for another few days."

"Is that an invitation?"

She quickly moves off of you as you harden.

"No. Well..." She wriggles a bit. "It hurts still... M-maybe later?"

[] DEFINITELY LATER
[] Yeah, if you want.

>>2164665
>[] Yeah, if you want.
Literally best girl.

>>2164681
Valentine for wingwoman of the year?

>>2164665
[x] Yeah, if you want.

>>2164693
I'm cool with giving her that award.

>>2164665
>1 off
The CYOAnon we know and love

>definitely later
not like we're a sex monster, but let her know we want her. it will make her feel good ~

>>2164693
Todd x Ironwood x Valentine
"You need two wings to fly"

>>2164665
>[] Definitely later

I just want to kiss her all over right now.

>>2164739
I feel like both are yeses, but one is still giving her the option to decline if she needs more time to recover.

>>2164752
seconding the kissing all over part

>>2164739
>Not like we're a sex monster

There are at least four women who would vehemently disagree with your findings.

>>2164772
I think Izzy's smart enough to know that she can always decline

>>2164739
>>2164772
Also meant to add that she's not the one with the self-esteem issues. She's known we wanted her since she shot us down way back when.

>>2164665
>>2164752
Seconding the kiss her all over bit.

>>2164752
>>2164774
>>2164810
"Aw, has my partner a little ouchie? Should I kiss it to make it better ~ ?"

>>2164819
I'm still riding the high from last night, and am feeling super affectionate.

So, what are the chances Izzy would be open for a little threesome with the Doc some time, when she's got a little practice?

THE NEIGHBOR OF THE BEAST

>>2164665
[1]

"Yeah, if you're ready later."

"Are you saying I can't handle it?"

"Not many can."

"...Damnit, Todd." Izzy is smiling.

"Did you want to... Take a shower?"

"Together?" You feel a small amount of trepidation. You honestly don't want to try that kind of thing again.

"Well... If you don't want to, that's fine."

[] I honestly kinda don't
[] Try it again

>>2164859
>[] Try it again

>>2164859
>[] Try it again
Maybe it's better with Izzy ~
And in any case, Izzy should make this experience too.

Also, I think, without actual fucking and just sensual touches, it could be kinda good.

>>2164859
>[] Try it again
Maybe it'll work out this time.
If not, we absolutely know to never, ever, ever, try again.

>>2164859
[] Try it again
I still like showering with other people. It's a good bonding experience.

>>2164859
> [] I honestly kinda don't
And make sure you tell her that it sucks

>>2164859

"Yeah, why not." You half-heartedly say, hopping off the bed.

Izzy attempts the same, her legs crumpling under her when she lands. "..." She's staring at you.

"Could you... Carry me?"

[] Y
[] N

>>2165028
[x] Y

Fukc, my head hurts.

Never leave a cupboard open in a small living space. I think it's like... 9'x5'

>>2165028
>[] Y
Izzy you a cute.

>>2165028
Y

>>2165028
[x]Y
It's fine.

>>2165039
Oh. It's bleedng.

Brb.

>>2165028
>Y
>Kiss her

>>2165039
Should I kiss it to make it better ~ ?

>>2165028
> Y
I don't see why not.

>>2165070
dont fucking touch me tou casusl

>>2165070
Seconding the kiss.
>>2165067
You should maybe get that checked ou-
>>2165082
You should definitely get that checked out.

>>2165039
>>2165067

Shit man, I know that feel. If I didn't have an abnormally thick skull, I'd probably have brain damage by now.

>>2165091
It's fine, I ust need a nap.

>>2165115
See? Sempai knows the value of a nap.

>>2165115
Cant take a nap. got a load assigned. gg

>>2165082
CYOA, pls. Don't type when your brain is full of fuck.

>>2165129
I don't think you're supposed to drive with a concussion.

>>2165151
FUCK BITCHES GET MONEY

>>2165161
Oh no...
This doesn't Sound healthy

I don't wanna leave yet.

>>2165028

You sigh, walking back to Izzy, pulling her into your arms.

"...Why do you have to do this so easily?"

"Because you're light."

"..." She leans into your shoulder as you carry her to the shower.

You enter without any issue. The shower is pretty large.

You turn it on without setting Izzy down.

"...Are you planning on washing me?" She's staring at you. "You can put me down... I just couldn't make the jump is all."

[] Maybe that is my plan
[] Set her down

>>2165242
[] Maybe that is my plan

>>2165242
>That was the plan.

>>2165242
>[] Maybe that is my plan

>>2165242
>[] Maybe that is my plan

>>2165242
>[] Maybe that is my plan

To quote Gone Home:
"I don't know if I've touched someone else's scalp before. That's pretty intimate, right? It felt intimate."

>>2165242
>[] Set her down
Wash her anyways.

>>2165242

"I dunno, I feel like that is my plan."

She stares for a moment. "You put me down."

"Not happening. You need a scrubbin'."

"Todd, I swear if you try to wash me-"

You hup her over your shoulder, letting the stream of water do the work of cleaning her underside.

She's banging against your lower back. "You stop right now! That's dirty!"

"You're not dirty." You call back over your shoulder. Then you move her buttcheek against your face.

"Reveal to me your secrets, Izzy's butt."

"Stoooop!" Izzy is thrashing against you impotently.

You laugh, slowly setting her down. "Sorry, I just had to."

"See how YOU like it!" She attacks! Grabbing your penis in the water.

There is literally no part of this you have a problem with.

Her hands slow down after a while. "...We got this in me..."

You squirt some soap into her hands.

She blinks, looking up at you in the water. "...You're a pervert."

"You offered."

She doesn't respond, starting her hands back up. She's not squeezing too hard now. She's lacking rhythm, but she has soft hands. She's just staring at it as she works your shaft, biting and releasing her lip occasionally.

[] Let her work
[] Wash her hair

>>2165464
>[] Wash her hair

>>2165464
>let her work
>Nibble on her ear
We shouldn't try to multitask below the shower and strain our luck.

>"Reveal to me your secrets, Izzy's butt."
thanks for making me laugh like a dumbass on the train, you wonderful asshole

>>2165489
I like this.

>>2165489
>Nibble her ear
>You are tall enough for her to give an appropriate handjob when you are both standing

How?

>Todd must grow the Mercneck

>>2165514
bend a bit forward?

>>2165464
>[] Let her work

>>2165529
Be well past the back of her head.

See >>2164514

>>2165553
Well I'm not sure how close she's standing to us

But hell, if it's geometrically impossible, then caress her breasts

I just don't want to do too much at the same time in the shower, but also don't want to stand there doing nothing

Well, I actually do need to go. I don't think I'll be late if I don't leave now, but I don't know my exact delivery window.

I know the earliest is 5 AM on the 5th in Chubbuck ID from Tracy CA.

I'll probably just try to get close tonight and stop at a truck stop I fancy if there is one.

>>2165577
Try not to die, alright?

>>2165577
Drive safe CYOA

>>2165514
>What is squatting?
>>2165577
Later sempai.

So... anyone up for MQ?

>>2165752
YES

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>>2165752

>>2165752
Go for it.

>>2165752
My body is ready, sempai

RWBYgt's CYOA 3

By the faggiest namefag.

Filename : Marigold Valken
Level : 5
Current chapter : 7

Load Game?

>Y
N


###
LAST TIME, ON MARIQUEST
>HIII WAAAAY TO THA DAYNJAH ZOOOOOONE
And now, back to our regularly scheduled international incident.
###

You are Marigold Valken, a Huntress in training.
And you just got done with your second trip into the memories of some guy called "Ichtiyaar".
You're standing inside Dr. Aiden's antique store.
Still wondering why he chose that specifically.

Doc : Hey kid, you've uh... you've been staring at that for like five minutes now.
Marigold : Oh sorry, I just... took an interest in it.
Doc : Well if you want it, that's 2000 Lien.

You've only got about 1000 right now, and you get your next allowance after the weekend.

Doc : Although...
Marigold : What are you thinking?
Doc : Well I do need blood for some of the operations I need to carry out, and I'm in short supply of it...
Marigold : You suggesting I sell my blood to you for a mask?
Doc : What? Noooooooo. I'm just saying that unlike those government moochers, I can pay you for it.
Marigold : How much?
Doc : I'm thinking 5000 would do for a pint.


A. Agree.
B. Disagree.
C. Need more time to think.

>>2165901
Agree.

>>2165901
>Agree
He's like family after all.

>>2165901
>Sure. Why not?

>>2165901
>A. Agree.
If dad trusts him, so do I!

>>2165901
A for Agree

>>2165901
>A pint
>Doesn't even ask our blood type

Ehhhhh....

>>2166006
And then we realize Doc is a vampire.

>>2166024
Would be awesome.
Constant flow of money with easy work, and we'd do a friend of the family a favor.

>Decided I was gonna rest off the headpain
>Got a pizza
>Get back
>Mariquest going

Time for relaxation and not having to write lewd stuff.

>>2166048
pre-write the lewd stuff for when Dry goes napping or something.

>Got a pizza
Fuck. YOOOOUUUUU.
Now I'm hungry.

>>2165464
[x] Let her work

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>>2166048
I thought you were driving?
Enjoy your pizza and rest.

>>2166068
I changed my mind because I very well might have a concussion.

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>>2166109
Did you tell them you couldn't drive, or are you just pushing your departure?

>>2166136
The latter.

>>2165901

Marigold : Sure. Sounds fair.
Doc : Great. Lemme just get everything set up.

He walks into the room behind the counter and you hear some shuffling.
You also hear a cat hissing and growling before hearing it get thrown out.
Then a few "clangs" follow. Now you see Doc shoving those odd bags into what you assume to be another room you can't see.

Doc : Alright, step on in.

You walk in to the room.
Unlike the main room, the walls here are covered in tiles, as is the floor.
You note that there's a bit of dried blood in between some of the eerily clean tiles...

You sit down on the odd chair, and doc starts to disinfect the tip of one of your fingers.

Marigold : What's that for?
Doc : Well I need to make sure you have enough iron in you. Doubt that's a problem but I've had stranger things happen.

He pricks your finger with something once, squeezes out a drop of blood, wipes it away with another one of those disinfectant things, and repeats the process.

Now he's got a little glass container the size of a fingernail filled with your blood, which he takes to a machine.

Doc : Insurprisingly everything checks out. Now time for the rest of the questions.
Marigold : Shoot.
Doc : Feeling well? No ilnesses? Not taking any particular meds...

He goes through the list of questions until he actually takes out a needle for the weird tubing, after disenfecting a spot on your arm first.

Oh no. Maybe this was a bad idea.

Marigold : That's a pretty big needle...
Doc : Oh no, I am NOT falling for that.
Marigold : What?
Doc : Your dad tried that joke once, I am NOT falling for it again, missy.
Marigold : No, I- I mean that is a big needle.
Doc : Oh? Don't wanna go though with it? You won't feel a thing.

A. Please make the needles stop.
B. Go through with it.

>>2166109
thank god

>>2166144
thank god a little less

>>2166153
Just don't look at it, it helps trust me.

>>2166153
Wait a minute.
Ask the Doc if the needle is unused. Not just desinfected, but unused.

Don't wanna get memory flashbacks from the needle.

Other than that
>B
Look away and think about Alban

>>2166169

###
I don't get people that are afraid of needles. I just decided to give her odd little fears since she's casually taking on a murder mystery and Grimm.
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>>2166153
>B

Needles aren't that spooky. You took a worse fighting Alban.

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>>2166144
You should probably let them know. If you do and it gets worse, then they'll be scrambling last minute and that could hurt you in the future, somehow.

>>2166153
>B. Go through with it.
If you're afraid of needles, don't look at it. Focus on something completely unrelated.
>>2166186
Also this. Good thinking.
Not that reusing needles is good at all.

>>2166187
It's mostly the fact that it looks like it should hurt t lot more than it actually does.
I was pretty spooked by needles until my first injection.

>>2166187
It's a phobia, you never get them if you don't suffer yourself.

I've got an unhuman fear of wasps.
Almost broke someone's arm once because he thought it might be funny to put a dead wasp on my grilled chicken when I wasn't looking.

Protip:
Don't try to scare people you know are irascible.

>>2166153
B just look away

>>2166153

Marigold : Well, it IS unused, right?
Doc : Of course it is. What kind of Doctor do you take me for?
Marigold : The kind that's not allowed to practice medicine by law?
Doc : Touché.

You look away, as he prods around your arm with his gloved hand to find a suitable vein.
You feel a light prick as the needle goes in.

Doc : See? Nothing to it.
Marigold : ...
Doc : Well, you're going to be here for a while, anything you wanted to talk about?

[]Freestyle. Ask ask away.

>>2166248
"So what's a dentist need a pint of blood for? You can't be that awful."

>>2166248
"How'd you lose your medical license, anyway?"

>>2166278
This.

>>2166248
>>2166278
This

>>2166153
>Mari and Todd share a needle phobia

Lewd.

>>2166201
I'll be fine after a bit of rest. I'm still young.

>>2166248
>>2166278
fourtherino

>>2166270
Doc : Blood loss is, oddly enough, a fairly common reason for visits to me.
>>2166278
Doc : I've done... questionable things.

He looks up, as though reminiscing about something.

Doc : Nothing the God of biomechanics wouldn't let me into Heaven for.

###
Five more minutes of questionerinos
###

>>2166341
I understood that reference.

>>2166278
>And so... When ze patient woke up, his skeleton was missing...

>AND ZE DOCTOR WAS NEVER HEARD FROM AGEN!

>Anyway. Zat's how I lost my medical license.

>>2166341
Say, you wouldn't know anybody, maybe a past customer, who is affine to biting...people?

>>2166392
Doc : ...no? What kind of question is that? Oh right. The murders.

>>2166341
>>2166248

Doc : Aaaaaand done. You should avoid doing anything too strenuous for the rest of the day. Overall performance shouldn't change too much overall.

Crap. Gues that means you'l have to avoid too much action during training with your team today.

The Doctor hands you [An Orange].

Doc : That should help recover at least some of the bloodloss. Oh, and here.

He hands you [5000 Lien].

Buy mask before leaving?
Call someone from your team over so you can check out the murder site?

1 - Y or N.
2 - Y or N.

>>2166450
1. Yes
2. No

>>2166458

I mean last time you DID almost die if not for Laurel's intervention...

>>2166450
Y
N
Show up to training, tell them you're tired because you "sold your body to buy this weird mask."

>>2166465
Oh, so we're going there anyways?
Guess change that N to a Y.

>>2166465
Hey now, I didn't say that.
I never even hinted at that.

>>2166450
1 - Y
2 - Y

Also, this is good. We can practice ranged moves and our summoning.
Hell, maybe we can get GOldy to be strong enough to actually fight "for" us.

>>2166450
>1. Y
That's why we did the whole thing. Make sure to don't touch it directly
>2. N
You are too exhausted to go playing detective

>>2166450

You bought [Ichtiyaar's Mask]

You decide to hit up your team.

[You] : Hey, anyone feel like heading to the docks?
[Tiny Smalls] : Didn't we agree to meet up at Beacon in like an hour?
[You] : There's still time. Besides, this'll serve as a decent demonstration.
[You] : And I kind of just donated blood, so...
[Tiny Smalls] : Alright, I'm in. I'll go get Laruel and Tyria.
[You] : Thanks.

Well, looks like you have an hour left.

Anywhere in the city you want to go to before your team gets here?

A. Custom Clothes
B. Retail Clothes
C. Weapons
D. Noodle place
E. Bookstore
F. Stick around the docks themselves.

>>2166541
D

>>2166541
D>E>A>B>C>F

Food. Be sure to get a beef bowl for the iron content.

>>2166541
A>E>D>C>B>F
Time to hit up that cute tailor

>>2166541
D, eating will help us for when we stop Roman and the White Fang from making off with the-er, uh. Stop a murder or whatever.

>>2166571
Roman and White Fang won't collaborate for at least 4 years.

Oh. I forgot to do a thing.

Real quick: What WAS Todd's major?

[] Law
[] Mathemetics
[] Chemistry

And what was his minor?

[] Hospitality
[] Business management
[] Art
[] Women's studies

>>2166582
>Women's Studies

He thought it meant something else entirely.

>>2166582
Why no medicine, why no physics?
Maybe Todd WAS an astrophysicist after all?

>>2166582
[x] Mathematics
[x] Hospitality

So I gotta go. Be back in an hour tops. Maybe 30 minutes.
Until then, dick around all you like, Sempai.

>>2166582

Mathematics and >>2166587

>>2166582
>Medicine
>Hospitality
Pretty sure he was gonna be a doctor.
That's the major where his memory would be most handy also

>>2166578
That was the joke.

>>2166582
>no doctor route
also >>2166587
This.

>>2166582
Major:
[x] Mathemetics
Minor:
[x] Women's studies

>Dick around all I like
>Dryden giving me express permission to run MQ for half an hour.

WHO WANTS TO GET MARI CRUNK?

>>2166624
WOOHOO

>>2166582
>I forgot to put medicine

It's there, just invisible.

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>>2166624
Dammit, I already used drunk Suu this thread.

>>2166624
Not what I meant.

>>2166582
Medicine
Hospitality

>>2166582
[X] Doctor Todd
[X] Hospitality

You are MOTHER MARIGOLD FUCKING VALKEN and you've HAD IT UP TO HERE with the COMPLETE LACK OF PARTY you've been PUTTING UP WITH.

[] AW YEA
[] YEA BUDDY
[] No. (OPTION LOCKED, FUCCBOI)

>>2166646
It's happening anyway.

>>2166676
>[] YEA BUDDY

>>2166582
>Todd
>A Mathematician
>Professor Colorful

"And if you want the derivation of your vectorfield, no matter how looooong your vector is, just put it into a Jacobian matrix.
But, you have to be careful. The bigger your vector is, the bigger the Jacobian is going to be, because it needs to take it all in, from tip to base."

>>2166582
>[] Medicine

>>2166676
[x] YEA BUDDY

>>2166676
Sure that concussion is doing alright?
>AW YEA

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>>2166676
>[] AW YEA

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>>2166068
>>2166136
>>2166201
>>2166636
>>2166712
I feel challenged to counter with Snekposting.

>>2166676

Too FUCKING BAD


G'NIGHT EVERYBODY!

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>>2166741
Lame.
>>2166728

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>>2166741
>>2166756
boo

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>>2166769
You shut your mouth. Only thing saving you from the title of "worst girl" are the cuckfish and horsepussy.

>>2166582
[] Medicine
[] Art
Nudity makes you stronger on this planet, but does being a doctor make you lewder?

>>2166676
Sempai no-
>>2166741
Oh okay.

Starting in 5 minutes.

I gotta ask

Why hospitality though?

>>2167490
From what I gathered on the internet, it seems to be an easy thing that has to do with working with people.

Is that wrong?

>>2167490
I have no idea what that is, I voted for art.

>>2167490
You know what?
Fuck it.

Change >>2166609
to
>Medicine
>Art

>>2167533
Hospitality is an etiquette for guests.
I didn't know you can even minor in that.

Unless you're using the even broader term meaning being kind to strangers which I don't think you are.

>>2167637
I'm not CYOAnon, I thought >>2167490 was CYOAnon asking why we chose it

>>2167637
Oh. Is that not a possible minor?

I dunno, man.

>>2166541

You decide to get food from the Noodle place.
You sit down and order the one with all the beef on it.
You feel like there's someone sneaking around the corner...
But as you turn around to get a look...
Nothing. No one's there. You're just paranoid.

You head on over to where you agreed to meet with your team...
You hear a ruckus as you approach the spot. Sounds like a lot of people.
And lo and behold, somehow both your team and ALBM managed to get here.

Tyria and Laurel are both avoiding eye contact with Rufus, both looking a little red in the face.
Leroy and Morrie are bickering, as usual.
Bertilak is whispering something into Alban's ear. Laughing a bit.

Marigold : What are ALBM doing here? Not that I mind too much...
Rufus : Well after I got Tyria and Laurel to come, Alban got curious as to where we were going...
Morrie : And I overheard you were going to the docks, so I thought you might use your semblance, like how you did last time-
Leroy : And I figured that I can't leave rhubarb-face without my supervision, so I came along for whatever this is all about.
Bertilak : And so I decided to tag along too!
Marigold : And then Alban came with you?
Bertilak : Nah, he talked to your team a bit and was the first of us to decide to come.
Alban : ...

A. Demonstrate your Semblance in front of everyone.
B. Get ALBM to leave, this is too many people in on it.

[]Anything to add on to these

>>2167761
A>B

and put on the mask before your activate your semblance

>>2167761
>A
They're our friends after all
>Give Alban a heart warming smile
For reasons ~
>Ask Tyria and Laurel why they're so red

>>2167761
Let's maybe find a new clue to use our semblance on first. Reliving a murder won't help much, I don't think.

>>2167637

I think "Hospitality" in the education sense refers to like, the hotel and tourism industry. How to handle those and handle people you interact with them.

>>2167637
Hospitality is a wide subject, spanning from hotel and restaurant management to bartending and barrista courses

>>2167834
>Todd not only was pre-med, but he can make a wicked mimosa

>>2167761
You spot the location where the murder supposedly hapenned, according to the news.

Marigold : Say, Ty and Laurie. What's up? You look a little red.
Tyria : It - it's nothing.
Laurel : Yeah. Honest.

Rufus is putting on his poker face.
Bertilak though is not. You can see a corner of his mouth just rise on up.
He's not all that good at hiding his grin.

Marigold : Know anything about this, Alban?
You smile and wink at Alban after you've asked him that.
You wish he could emote, sometimes.

Marigold : Well, there's no point in standing around then.

Which should you do first?

A. Use your semblance with the mask.
B. Use your semblance on the spot where your uncle was killed.
C. Use one of your spells.

>>2167945
A>B>C

>>2167945
B>A>C

>>2167940
>Brick shithouse
>Huge dick
>Square jaw
>Med student
>Respects boundaries
>Has a sense of humor
>Good job
>Can bang thrice in a day without being too worn out
>Can also make alcoholic beverages
>Dangerous to people who threaten or hurt ladies

Where were you when Todd was literally Prince Charming?

Except for Deery?

>>2167981
Don't forget
>Alexandria Genesis

>>2167945
B>A>C

>>2167981
Don't forget
>Cuddleshell's owner

>>2168023
Fuck HOW could I forget Mr. Cuddleshell?

Also

>Owner

No, he's our BEST FRIEND.

>>2167996
>Todd has the fake Mary Sue disease
Jesus Christ, thank good we make him do dumb shit or he'd be flawless.

>>2168034
>The dumb/silly shit is endearing to most people we know.

He is flawless, anon. It's done.

Except Hickory. The only girl who doesn't like him by default.

>>2168034
>Todd only does dumb sometimes as to not upset the divine balance of the galaxy
>he got ruipped out of earth because he didn't do enough dumb shit there

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>>2168033
Close enough.

>>2168033
Speaking of which. Is Mr. Cuddleshell in the room with us?

>>2168060
Don't think I've forgotten about Hickory; we got into those pants once already and we're gonna do it again.

>>2168099
That's only Todd survives the punishment Hickory inflicts on Todd for memeing.

>>2168113
The line between punishment and reward is so easily blurred.

>>2168099
How about we don't do dumb stuff that will get us killed?

Although...maybe...
Say CYOAnon, would Todd be able to win in a fight against Hickory?

>>2167945

You walk over to the spot of the murder.
That same shiver down your spine. No doubt about it. This is where he died.

Marigold : Laurie, you know the drill.
Laurel : Alright.
Leroy : Wait, what's -

Your vision darkens.
It's also blurrier...
And you've got an odd burning senseation in your throat.

---

You are now Louie Schwartz.

Louie Schwartz : Oi, where are you scalawags?

You look around, looking for the people meant to be loading the crates on to the boat.
You spot a dark figure. It looks familiar enough. Can't quite recall who it is, but you pay no mind to it.
He's not one of the lazy sods meant to be here.

Louie : Oi, if you're not one of them, why are you here now? Not for the company I should think -

He pulls your head back and takes a bites from your throat.

It hurts so much, yet you can't yell out for help now.
You take a look at the person's face as you're thrashing about, bleeding to death.
That's not a human face. It's so distorted. The skin that oughta be covering his face is just drooping off of his skull.

You feel something cold creep up to the side of your head and-

[You are Dead]

---

Laurel : You alright there?
Marigold : Yeah. I think I've figured out a few things about the killer.
Leroy : Hey, you mind explaining a bit? I lost you a while ago.

You recount to everyone what you felt, both in this memory and Ms. Brown's. And you explain how your Semblance allows you to do that.

Leroy : Well, what did you find out? We need every single detail here.

[] What did the vision show you?

>>2168263
[x] The murderer might be a Grimm of some sort.

>>2168082

Mr. Cuddleshell is MISSING!

>>2168187
>Would Todd, a not amazing, not terrible hunter in training be able to beat a huntress from the era of the color wars who is also literally an instructor at the school he goes to?

No, probably not.

He might be able to Parry Game On Point at her like he did with Jill though.

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>>2168292
Finding Mr. Cuddleshell is of the utmost importance. Not even the book report is as dire as this.

>>2168082
I think he's still up at our old quarters, we haven't really moved in properly.

Of course, what with that mysterious and ominous note, he COULD be in danger up there without us.

>>2168343
>a huntress from the era of the color wars
Considering we're in present time, I imagine Ozpin and Salem are the only ones who are still alive from a war that ended 80 years ago.

>>2168263
>The murderer looked familiar to my uncle
>took a bite from his throat
>distorted face, skin drooping from his skull (maybe skin worn above a skull mask?)
>something cold creeping up was involved

Strangely, no swords were like the other murder. Guess a dock worker is less of a piece of work than a huntress in training

btw, Dry, could you post a pastebin of the reliving of the first murder?

>>2168343
Bitch is old as dicks and still looking fine. Hot damn.

>>2168375
I think the pastebin already does that.
Gimme a sec to look.

>>2168369

>It was 80 years ago

Fucking... Why can NOBODY ever put a story directly in post-war?

WHY does Atlas have a BOOMING POST WAR ECONOMY if it ended so long ago?

Monty, I swear to god, you come back to life right now so I can slap the SHIT out of you.

>>2168388
yeah, found it, chapter 3

>>2168409
Who said anything about booming? Most of Atlas's economic strength probably comes from the SDC.

>>2168375
alright, the something cold was probably a sword.

that's still a lot of differences though, aside from the throatbiting

>>2168439
Gee... Like Ford?

Fuuuuuuck

Youuuuuuuu

>>2168409
Because then you wouldn't get the super important plot point of an 80 year old tournament to celebrate the end of the war?

Because humanity is constantly at war with Grimm. Atlas is just the only one trying to fight with science instead of sending children to die.

>>2168428
Oh thank you.

>>2168375


Here;s all of it

You feel your vision shift slightly...

You feel a sharp pain across your back!
A cold blade ran diagonally across it, the pain making it difficult to breathe.
You feel several blades digging into your back all at once.

Your attacker turns you towards themselves, grab your neck to force you to look up towards the sky...
And they take a bite out of your throat.
Your lungs start to fill with your own blood.
Even if you wanted to, you can't call out for help.

Just as you try to look at your attacker, your eyes are blinded by a burning fluid.

You collapse to the ground.
You feel your attacker tear off your clothes.
They're reaching below your waist.

>>2168465
?

>>2168467
Wait... Can't we just go touch all of our acquaintances to rule them out?

Bonus: Get to touch all our acquaintances

>>2164514
Izzy has really pretty eyes in that

>>2168596
I thought it from the victim's view, so it was someone they know, not someone Mari necessarily knows.

>>2168263

Marigold : The murderer looked familiar to my uncle from afar, but up close his face... it just looked like the skin on it had been peeled off, just hanging from his skull.
Marigold : I also know that the figure didn't look like one of the dock workers he'd be overseeing. After he stated that, the killer took a bite out of his throat...
Marigold : ...and he eventually felt something cold creep up his head before he abruptly died.

Leroy : Sounds like he was using a sword, or a knife if he could conceal it well enough that your uncle didn't notice.
Morrie : A mercy kill?
Marigold : Maybe?
Morrie : Then why bother with the biting?
Bertilak : He's a serial killer. You've gotta be fucked in the head to start down that path. Doubt he was thinking too well about this.
Tyria : No. He's clearly done that to let us know he did it. Serial killer have a tendency to do that.
Rufus : Could be he just heard someone coming and ran away. But he made sure he was dead first.
Marigold : No, I son't think so. It was pretty slow, the way he felt the blade...
Laurel : We don't even know if that was really a blade.
Alban : At least we know he was able to aproach your uncle and that other lady that died. That means they must've both known the killer.
Morrie : There's no real connection I can make between Felicia and Marigold's uncle.

There's a brief pause as everyone ponders.

Leroy : Well in any case, we've gotta stop this guy. We're Hunters in training. It's gonna be our job to protect good people from monsters. Be they Grimm or not.

A. I should do this alone, we might draw too much attention like this.
B. I'll only want my team's help. But thanks for offering.
C. I'd gladly take anyone's help.
D. Write-in

[]Anything to say/add before leaving?

>>2168596
I can't stop you from doing that.
Just remember how well that trick went the first and second time you tried it out.

>>2168613
I tried. The first time I drew her ther eyes looked the way they did because she was surprised.

>>2168713
D>C>B>A

"We need a cool name."

>>2168713
"I agree."
Going alone is dumb. Don't let it leave our two teams, but I think this is a good enough number that if something happens, or someone wants to investigate, there should be another person free to go with them and watch their back so they don't end up next on the victim list.

>>2168713
C

>>2168713
>Mari touches Todd

>Nothing happens to either of them

>They swapped phobias

>>2168713

Marigold : I'll gladly take anyone's help.

Rufus : Count me in.
Tyria : I'm not sitting this one out.
Laurel : As if I'd ever let you do this without me.
Alban : ...I'll try to help.
Bertilak : Hey, that's the spirit.
Morrie : I'd be glad to help you catch this bastard.
Leroy : Well. Guess that settles it.

Marigold : But... we need a cool name.
Leroy : Huh?
Rufus : You mean like a team name?
Alban : What colour would MRTLALBM even be?
Bertilak : how about "The Tyson Catchers"? I mean he goes around biting people and all.
Rufus : Maybe just call ourselves "The Investigation Team"?
Bertilak : Oh come on. That's so trite.
Leroy : Why are we even arguing over a team name?

A. Go with "Tyson Catchers"
B. Go with "Investigation Team"
C. Offer something else.

>>2168945

>Everyone trying to think of something clever

Mystery Incorporated.

Fucking mongs.

>>2168980
Sun Chasers
:^)

>>2168980
yeah, this.
can't think of something better.
FUCK

>>2168980
>>2169034
>>2169056
>No one wants the Mike Tyson refrence to win.
o-okay.

>>2169034
Go to sleep, CYOA. You have shit to do later.

Wait... I'm CYOA...

WHO ARE YOU!?

>>2169067
Why would anyone on Remnant know who Mike Tyson is?

>>2169081
Shouldn't you be driving?

>>2169097
No. Shut up.


...Probably.

I mean it's about 14 hours of driving and I do have until... Some time after 5 AM on the 5th.

I can drive for ~10 hours in a 21 hour period, so... So long as I leave by tomorrow around... 0400, I think... 14:00-00:00-0500 Yeah. I should be fine.

>>2169145
Yo, you should nap?
I don't know your time.

>>2168945
Marigold : How about Mystery Incorporated?
Bertilak : Oh come on. Am I the only one who knows Mike Tyson?
Leroy : Yes. I don't know half of the things you reference.
Tyria : If it ends this sooner, I'll vote for it.
Laruel : Me too!
Rufus : Yeah.
Alban : Yes.
Marigold : Well,"Mystrey Incorporated" it is!
Leroy : Alright. If you could maybe, eventually get all the info you have on paper for us, I'd appreciate it.
Marigold : Oh, trying to get back at me, are you?
Morrie : A-anyways, I think we've covered just about everything here.
Rufus : If you want us to resume our training, we can do it at Beacon. Docks seem to be an odd place to do it.
Laurel : But we could do that tomorrow. I wouldn't mind.
Rufus : I'm sure you woudn't.

A. Go train with RTL.
B. Go talk with Alban and Bertilak.
C. Go talk with Leroy and Morrie.
D. Go somewhere else alone. [WRITE IN]

>>2169145
15:14.

And I'm drifting between thread, napping and masturbating.

>>2169236
>B. Go talk with Alban and Bertilak.
No training due to blood donation.
Alban best boi. Bert knows what was that with Laurel, Rufus and Tyr.
Also
>Bert's from earth
kek

>>2169251
>not doing all this at once
Casual.

>>2169236
A>B>C>D

>>2169236
oh right
>>2169270
B>C>A>D

>>2169236
Is Bert an Urfling?

>>2169284
>Working for your masturbation

I already masturbated five times. I don't wanna do any more work.

>>2169315
:^)

>>2169318
CYOAnon, you sure that concussion is not much..?

>>2169318
>I already masturbated five times. I don't wanna do any more work.

I know that feel too.

>>2169318
Do you masturbate to your own characters?
Like Todd fucking Izzy?

>>2169346
Well, I didn't IMMEDIATELY fall asleep after it, so odds of it being brain damage are low.

I cleaned it with soap and water a few hours ago in the bathroom, much to the chagrin of another guy in said bathroom. Probably thought I was homeless. (He's not wrong.)

>>2169386
Not really. I mean I CAN, but meh.

>>2169236

Marigold : Yeah, I think we should train later. You two have fun now~

Tyria and Laurel walk away.

You decide to talk to Bertilak and Alban.
Bertilak is telling Alban something. He seems to be very attentive.
There attention is drawn to you as you approach them.

Bertilak[Whisper] : Okay tiger, you've got this one.

He steps behind his partner, as if to not get in between you two.
Alban seems to be trying to figure out what to say.

A. Let him think about it.
B. Try to lighten the mood.
C. Ask him just what it is Bertilak was telling him.
D. Ask Bert what it is he's doing.
D. []Write in.

>>2169496
"Is Bert bullying you because you've got a bigger penis?"

>>2169496
A>B>D>C
And smile a bit.
I think Alban wants to make a move.
Don't scare him away.

>>2169496
A>B>E>C>D

Write in: "Check out this cool mask I bought."

I must go now.
###
NEXT TIME ON MARIQUEST
WHAT WILL ALBAN SAY?
WHO IS THE KILLER?
WHY WERE TYRIA AND LAUREL SHY?
SINCE WHEN DOES LEROY CARE SO MUCH?
WHY DID DOC LOSE HIS MEDICAL LICENSE?
FIND OUT NEXT TIME ON MARIQUEST.
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>>2169709
ARE YOU FUCKING JOKING?!

>>2169709
Tryia and Laurel were fucking behind our backs, weren't they?

>>2169742
I dunno, but I hope so.

Lord knows enough people are fucking behind Todd's back.

>>2169733
Okay, false alarm.
The emergency was nothing.
Gimme like five minutes to figure out where this is going.

>>2169964
man.
don't leave me (cliff)hanging like this!

>>2169496

You decide to let Alban figure out what he wants to tell you himself.
You stand there for a bit. His eyes are darting all over the ground.

And a while longer. He`s just looking at his feet now.

Man, this is taking a long time.

A. Give him more time.
B. Trick him into asking you out.
C. Ask him out.

Does anyone think I could get special treatment if I told people how popular I am on the internet?

>>2170058
I tried. Though with "infamous" or "dispised".
Needless to say I can only take on four normies at once before being overwhelmed.
So no. Probably not.

>>2170056
A>C>B
Come on Alban, you're a strong boy with a big dick, you'll get this done.

>>2170056
>B. Trick him into asking you out.
Wew lass.
Oh, right.
B>A>C

>>2170056

###
Rollerino says B
###

You deicde to take matters into your own hands.

Marigold : Say, Alban. Are you new to the city?
Alban : ...kind of.
Marigold : And are you put off by the idea of being with me for long periods of time?
Alban : N-no.
Marigold : Then is there anywhere you can think of that you'd want to visit?
Alban : ...Yes.
Marigold : Then are you saying you'd want me to go with you?
Alban : N-yes.
Marigold : Okay then! it's a date. Just call me up whenever you're ready this week-end, bye.

Smooth, Mari. Smoooooth.
You run off before you embarass yourself any further.

You've still got some time left.
Where to?

Locations:

A. Beacon.
B. Custom Clothes Store.
C. Bookstore.
D. Retail Clothes store.
E. Weapons store.
F. Dust Shop
G. The "Red Light Cinema" building.
H. That one weird looking club.

>>2170322
That. Was. Terrible.
And now we didn't even get to ask Bert why the other two were so red.

A>C>F>G>H>E>C>D

>>2170322
RED LIGHT CINEMA
E
D

L
I
G
H
T

C
I
N
E
M
A

>>2170360
Sorry.

>Jasper and Mari have to both be spaghetti to make up for how silken Todd is.

>>2170375
That was more directed at Mari than anyone else.
Sure, B was a bad idea, but one could've made it work out a lot better than Mari did.

But who cares, as long as we get to go out with best boy.

>>2170360
You used C twice.

>>2170435
thanks

>>2170322
change >>2170360 to
A>C>F>G>H>E>B>D

>>2170322
###
Even says >>2170360
Odd says : >>2170362
###

>>2170472
You decide to make your way back to Beacon...

---

You are Rufus Dentrites.
And you are being perstered by the ringin of your scroll.
Oh hey, it's Alban.

[Alban] : Rufus. I need help.
[You] : What is it?
[Alban] is writing...
[Alban] is writing...
[Alban] : I accidently asked out Marigold.
[You] Wait what? How? And why me?
[Alban] : I don't know anything about Vale, and neither does Bert. I can't ask him.
[Alban] : pls. help
[You] Fine. Meet me at the commercial district. You're easy to spot.

You wait at the bench and shoo away the pigeons.
Goddamn birds.

Rufus : Alright, start from the top. You said "accidently".
Alban : Y-yes.
Rufus : But you actually like her.
Alban : H-how do you know?

Goddamn dude. You may as well tattoo "I LOVE MARIGOLD VALKEN" onto your forehead.

Rufus : Intuition. now tell me, how much time do we have?
Alban : ...it's on the week-end.
Rufus : Okay, we have plenty of time...

A. Go get him some new threads alone.
B. Call up Leroy and Morrie.

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>>2170656
Bro shopping.

Do it.

>>2170674
So is that A or B?

>>2170656
A
Let's be...erm.."discrete" about this

Also:
>Stuttering Alban
Just when I thought best boy couldn't get any better...

>>2170656
B > A
Roll out man squad

Reminder:
We have reasons to assume Morrie is also into Mari, at least according to Tyr.

>>2170712
Never trust a faunus anon

>>2170656
A

>>2170656

Rufus : Alright, up and at em. You've got money, right?
Alban : Yes but what does that have to do with anything?
Rufus : Everything.

You lead Alban into the "Thread&Needle" and ring the bell.

Lena : Yes?
Rufus : He's the customer today. You know the drill.

She takes him into the changing room to take the measurements.

When she comes out, she keeps on eyeing Alban like she's ready to throw herself at him.

You flash her the biggest stinkeye you possibly can at her like "Oh no you don't."
She learns quickly. Good.

Rufus : Alright then. What time specifically is the date at?
Alban : I- uh. I never specified it. i- is that bad?

Holy shit. Stop it. You're going to drown the entire city in second-rate pasta if you keep this up.

At least there's some leeway.
have it take place in the...

A. Day.
B. Evening.

>>2170845
B
get it romantic.
might get it interrupted by a murder tho.
would seem like the perfect date for the two of them, wouldn't it though?

>>2164859
Speaking off, Izzy is definitely going to be one of the first lucky owners of Valentine's product. She needs all the practice she can get.

>>2170845

Rufus : Alright, we're haing this take place in the evening.

You sit back and think a bit.
You've seen just how limited Marigold's wardrobe is.
Then again, she just might buy something for the occasion.
Kinda like Lenny here.
You'll need something that can both go all the way up to "smart casual" all the way down to "Mari-level casual".

Rufus : Alright. Lena!
Lena : Yes?
Rufus : Get him denim. Dark wash, classic fit. And a sports jacket. Again something mostly dark, but distinct from the jeans. Shirt should be something contrasting the jacket mildly. You know what, just get me the damn fabric catalogue.

She does so, and you pick out the fabric for both items.

Rufus : Alright, and this shirt oughta do nicely. Got any undershirts?
Alban : Yes.
Rufus : Is it a tight V-neck?
Alban : Yes...

Yeah. That's right. That did happen.
You finish picking out the outfit and he pays.

Rufus : Alright, know any of her interests?
Alban : Not particularly?
Rufus : Then what are you two constantly talking about?

He says something under his breath, as if trying to say it without actually having to say it.

Rufus : Come on, out with it.
Alban : ...m-my dick.

He covers up his face by pulling his shirt over it.
Damn Mari, you thirsty.

Rufus : Alright, where fo you see this relationship going? Are you in it for the long run or the "Wham Bam, thank you ma'am"?
Alban : The- the former.

Of course it would be.

Rufus : Alright, we need this to be something that's unnusual to her. An experience that'll stick with her. But not something SO amazing that nothing you do could possibly top it later.

A. Picnic in the massive Botanical Garden, under the stars.
B. Diner at a nice retaurant, followed by a movie.
C. A visit to the large indoor pool.
D. Visit the indoor skating rink.

>>2171080
Rufus, isn't Mari your friend too? Jesus, don't just casually discuss popping it and dropping it.

>>2171095
Wuzzat supposed to mean?

>>2171080
A>C>B>D

Nothing better than a picnic under the stars.

(And we should wait with the swimming clothes, because Mari has none)

>>2171112
Pop&drop is to ejaculate inside a woman and then never text her again or return her calls.

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>>2171080
>flustered Alban
My heart.

>>2171080
A>C>B>D

>>2171161
>Izzy and Alban are placed into a room
>Neither ever talks
>The fluster grows with each passing aeon
>Eventually their fluster overwhelms the laws of reality and collapses in on itself

>>2171080

Rufus : So, a picninc at the botanical garden it is. Come one, let's get everything else ready.

---

You are Marigold Valken, again.
And you are back at Beacon after that embarassing attempt at getting a guy to ask you out.

A. Go to dorms.
B. Go to caf.
C. Go to library.
D. Go to the offices.
E. Hit the gym.

>>2171288
C>B>E>A>D
Return that book about birds

>>2171288
E > A > C > B > D
Guys like swole right?

>>2171288
C+E>E>C>D>A>B

>>2171327
Pretty sure.

Swole is healthy, right? Alban is swole. We know he's in healthy breeding shape.

There is no reason we SHOULDN'T be swole...

>>2171378
Makes sense to me. He'll bring the bouquet, we'll bring the protein powder; and we'll go lift together.

Our children are gonna be HUGE

>>2171288
You decide to head to the library and return the Ornithology book.

You made sure to write down any pertinent information for future purposes.

On you way out, you notice a book lying on the table.

"The Necromicon" is written on the front cover.
The pages are worn from being held by so many hands, and the seams holding up the book can even be seen under the damaged cover.

A. Read spoopy book.
B. Too spoopy. Go now.

>>2171440
A>A>A>A>A>A>A>A>A>B

>>2171440
A
Lovecraftian Flashback incoming!

>>2171161
>that hat
Be still, my heart

>>2171440
A>B
Lovecraft, here we come

here we go, just some dumb smut

>Beacon, in the evening
>Cardin is on his way from the library to the dorm
>He sniffs, then sees her
>A whiff of cinnamon and warm fur in the air
>Velvet
>He walks behind her for a while, biding his time. His gaze cautious.
>But when she nervously glances over her shoulder and straightens her skirt, his eyes harden
>His lips curl to a predatory grin
>Velvet shivers and casts her eyes down

>When she would have to turn right to head for her room, he is in her way
>She stops
>He stops
>"Hey, uh, Cardin", Velvet starts, nervously
>Her voice completely trails off when he grins down at her, staring at her intensely
>"Why hello, Velvet. Is something wrong?"
>Jerking her blushing head to the side, Velvet starts walking again, faster
>Cardin follows, staying close
>directing her deeper and deeper into a dark and lonesome part of Beacon
>Finally, she tries to slip past him
>"Tsk", he makes and grabs one of her ears.
>Velvet squeals in discomfort, her hands grabbing his wrist
>But not with any strength behind it: too thoroughly intimidated
>The feeling of power goes straight to Cardin's cock
>"Do you really want to leave? already?"
>He wraps the fluffy ear around his fingers and pulls, slowly makes her lower her head
>Her grip on his wrist tightens and then, almost apologetically, loosens
>"Cardin, please..."
>"I have something to show you, you know." he grins down at her and yanks on her ear, leads her stumbling down the hall
>She's whimpering
>"No... no..."

>There's an empty classroom down the hall
>Not in use, a bit dusty, the lock opens when you apply a bit of force
>Click.

>>2171504
>It's very dark inside, perfect
>A shove, and Velvet stumbles against a desk
>She turns around staring at Cardin out of big scared eyes
>Halfheartedly trying to crawl away backwards on the table
>She ducks when Cardin reaches out to grab her, this time by the hair, then freezes
>She looks away, but he forces her to lift her head, places his fingers under her chin
>His eyes bore into hers. Figuratively.
>"Do you know what I'm going to show you?"
>She squirms. "Cardin, p-p-please, don't d-"
>Cardin stone cold reaches into her adorable little mouth and traps her hot, twitching tongue between two big fingers
>Velvet squeaks and widens her eyes in subdued panic, but she does not bite
>She wouldn't dare
>Cardin pulls on her tongue, just out over her lower lip
>"Don't wastte my time with stuttering, Velvet. That's disrespectful. Apologise, and then answer the question."
>A slurred whimper: "Thowry, thowry, hi'm tho thowry". She blinks, her eyes are wet now
>Cardin lets go of her tongue and places his fingers on her throat instead
>He can feel goosebumps
>Velvet grimaces when she tastes him on her tongue. "N-no?" she continues. "I don't..."
>Cardin grins down at her. "Oh Velvet, you're cute when you lie."
>He slaps her
>It's a swift slap. It tingles in Cardin's palm and it makes her squeeze her eyes shut and it makes her cheek redden nicely
>The noise seems to linger
>Cardin stares down with hunger in his eyes
>Velvet breathes shakily, noisily, as if on the verge of sobbing
>"Look at you." he says, slowly, cruelly. "Classic faunus. The moment I show some dominance you spread your legs."
>During their little struggle, Velvet has indeed parted her legs to keep balance
>Her short beacon skirt ridden up far enough to bare her white cotton panties to gleam in the near-darkness
>She whimpers protest and closes her thighs, but cardin is too close, her knees instead pressing into his hips
>"Spread them again" he orders, quietly, "Or I will spread them for you."

>>2171520
>She shakes her head, blushes darkly
>but a sharp tug on the ears later she shakily offers her crotch to him
>"Why are you doing this to me", she whines.
>"You know why" he hisses, places his hands on her knees and pushes them down on the table, her lower body raising to meet the throbbing bulge in his pants
>"Because you're a thing... an animal... property... walking around like it is people. That just will not stand."
>She turns her face to the side, where he can't see it. She's shaking, her fingers raking the wood.
>But she does not try to escape.
>"By the way" he adds. "Give me your wallet."
>"Wha-what?" She looks at him again, the fear in her eyes turning to desperation when she shakily pulls the wallet from its pocket and almost drops it.
>He takes it from her sweaty fingers and flicks through it
>And while he inspects her belongings, his other hand almost randomly finds its way to her very center
>Her cotton-clad crotch
>"Faunus owning property" he snorts. "Well, you and your measly sevenhundred Lien are mine now."
>His powerful fingers stroke her through the fabric
>Small spasms wreck her legs
>"Finder, keeper." he pushes harder, massaging her slit.
>Velvet turns away her face, blushing almost scarlet
>"Hm" Cardin continues. "You're wet, of course, but are you wet enough?"
>He now rubs his fingers over her lip to make her smell her own arousal
>While resting the heavy bulge forming in his pants against her cotton panties
>"Please." Velvet squirms, grinding herself against him by accident or design.
>"Subhuman. Animal." he speaks softly and slaps her inner thigh with one heavy hand.
>She twitches and clenches her eyes.
>For a little while, he alternates between stroking and grinding her cunt and spanking her thighs
>They're almost as scarlet as her face and shaking with arousal
>He tries to keep her on the edge, unable to ignore her arousal, unable to reach climax
>Soon enough, Cardin is rewarded:

>>2171504
OH DEAR.

>>2171536
>"Stop p-playing around, Cardin!" the bun hisses, almost snarls.
>He laughs, a breathless rasp.
>Opening his own pants is the work of a second
>His length throbs against her abused thigh
>She arches her back, turns her face, tries not to look.
>She does look, and her blush deepens when she bites her lower lip, hard.
>"No, just stop, you're too big!"
>He snorts. "Bullshit. But thank you."
>Towering over her, he grabs a handful of her hair, but also moves back, giving her just a little space to move.
>"Turn over, bunnygirl, and take it like an animal."
>She mewls in protest, but it takes a mere glance, a mere gentle slap to her face and she cannot but obey.
>She rolls over on her stomach, her twitching ears brushing past Cardin's hand
>Just a little tug on her hair and she pushes out her ass and whimpers in embarassed need.
>Grinning hungrily, Cardin slaps her rump, grabs and yanks down her panties, slaps her again a few times, slow, powerful, possessive spanks
>"Cardin, please..." she murmurs, her buttocks clenching in vain against the assault.
>With a deep hiss he moves in and guides his cock into her wetness
>pushes inside
>Pushes deep
>The skewered bunny lets a wordless, then voiceless scream, shivering all over in forced pleasure
>Cardin grabs her by the neck from behind, a warning, and a handle
>He pulls out again, his cock throbbing at the tightness and heat
>She quivers and moans when he impales her again and again, using her mercilessly
>"What are you good for?" Cardin hisses.
>Rocked by his thrusts, she only shakes her head but a few harsh spanks make her talk.
>"Fuck, f-fucking... getting fucked!" Her blush spreads down her neck.
>"And who gets to fuck you? Who owns your needy- little- body?" He stresses his words with sharp, hard thrusts.
>"You! You!" she screams as her insides contract in a sudden climax, her back arching, her puls quickening under Cardin's fingers.

>>2171548
>He can only grunt and hold her down, ravaging her with hard deep thrusts until he peaks himself.
>"I hope you get twins." he mumbles when he feels his seed slosh around his cock, filling her
>Suddenly utterly exhausted, he can't help but rest his weight on her, hugging the faunus girl tightly from behind, their breath racing

>After a minute Velvet spins around in his grip with her trademark nervous agility and starts kissing his chin and lips
>He returns the kiss
>Relieved
>"I take it you had fun, then?"
>He is never absolutely sure about that
>Even when they do it all the time
>Her blush returns instantly but it comes with a devious grin. "Yeah."
>"Sorry about that weird money thing. I just felt..."
>"s'okay. Actually, keep it." she looks up, with a challenging smugness. "I like my boy toys to be well-supplied."
>"Boy-toy is pretty harsh for somebody who..."
>"You're basically a prostitute now, mate."
>"Oh, c'mon..."
>She's never going to let him live that down.

>>2171561
>Cardin's bullying of Jaune is legit
>His bullying of the bun is purely because she tells him to

Lewd.

>>2171440

You open up the book,and begin reading it.
Odd. Usually you feel as though you're gaining information from reading books, but here everything just feels hollow.
Hollow.
Holloe.
Hollo.
holhr'hkdlr.

You keep repeating that word inside your mind until its meaning is lost to the void of the collective unconscious of humanity.

You feel not so much that you are reading a book, more so that it is reading you.
Reading.
reeeeeee-

You feel a voice pull at your mind from all directions until you can once again think clearly.

??? : Wru ora aeui, grah'n?
Maroilg : Huh?
??? : Oir moka ek Arsr'mroor. Wros ek aeuir moka?
Mraloig : I-

A. Tell it your name.
B. Ask it where you are.
C. Ask it who it is.
D. Panic.

>>2171607
C>D>B>A

Is it possible to translate this or have you just put random weird syllables together?

>>2171631
>Ikvraeems I dedm's koda iv om amsera romsiosa kur sra koda uk sra CYOA.

>>2171654
No, I'm not gonna do it for them, fuck.

>>2171607
C>B>A>D

>>2171561
>it's carrot cake again

God fucking dammit guys, am I never going to get any proper Velvet rape?

>>2171561
I-I don't like that this arouses me as much as it does!

>>2171607
C>A>B>D

>>2171728
Sure. Convince enough people to have Todd do it.

I got you, senpai.

>>2171607

M'aloirg : Wru ora aeui?

You feel the focus of all your thoughts shift towards the voice.

??? : Wa ora mus o "vru".
??? : Wa ora aqaraesrems.
??? : Oir moka ek Arsr'mroor.

You now feel your gaze shift to you.

Arsr'mroor : Wros ek aeuir moka?

A. Ask it how to learn the language it speaks.
B. Ask it where you are.
C. Tell it your name.
D. Ask it where it's from.

>>2171607
A>B>D>C

>>2171768
A>C>B>D

>>2171768
A>B>D>C

>>2171763
>Senpai gets changed to senpai

>>2171800
Oh god, I can't even explain.

I'm just trying to use black people words!

>>2171607
>Who are you, lost one?
>My name is Asr'mroor. What is your name?

Correct?

>>2171814
No its fine, everybody knows that T B H = desu, F A M = senpai

>>2171768
Gr'oali'm : Huv du I raorm aeuir romsiosa?

You cover your mouth quickly when you realize that you just spoke in its language.

Mrgldaio : H-how did I do that?

The voice says nothing. It simply makes you feel... offence?
Is it offended at you?
Is it trying to get you to be offended at it?

Arsr'mroor : Wros ek aeuir moka?

A. Answer it.
B. Say nothing.

>>2171869
A

>>2171869
Did you intend for it to be Marigol?

>>2171869
B>A