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Hello everyone and welcome to...well my first real story on this site given that the last one was more of a prototype. So welcome to Imperiled Indentured Servant! This story starts with a line I'm sure many have used, someone catches Yukari's eye then she fools around again. But before we get into all that we need to craft our MC. Our MC is a youngish male student living in the outside world in Japan. He starts out as a normal, if somewhat shy, student but as he gets dumped into very different situation (god damn it Yukari) your posts can alter his personality.

Name: Up to you guys

Age: 16ish but if you guys want more shotamoe you can discuss that in the comments and if gets enough people behind it we can hash it out

Personality: A normal and kind, if somewhat shy student but can change with your votes. You want to turn him into a deadpan snarker? Do it!

Body type: A tad short. Likes to keep himself fit by running so normal with the budding signs of a runner's body

Hair: You guys

Eyes: You guys

Hobbies: Mostly up to you guys but he is part of the archery club
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>> No. 15608
[x] Leave the palace and head into town
>> No. 15609
[X] Next 1 roll is treated as a 20
[X] Try to find someone
-[X] Orin

>Wherever this story ends I was thinking about running the same kind of base premise for the next one only in a different household. Would you guys want that or a whole new story?

Not many writers here can actually finish their story, let alone make a second playthrough of it. So no need to think that far ahead yet. That said, I'd prefer a new story.
>> No. 15610
>>15609
I like planning ahead


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“In examining disease, we gain wisdom about anatomy and physiology and biology. In examining the person with disease, we gain wisdom about life.”
― Oliver Sacks

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>>15159
Used to be big time into stouts, and my absolute favourite brand remains a regional brand stout named “Sawn”/“Screwed” in my native tongue. However, as my alcohol tolerance has dwindled since college days, I’ve found myself downing one or two local brand tequila- and cranberry-flavoured bitters every odd evening.

>>15160
Sekibanki!

>>15161
>>15162
Thy Futo impression for an authentic word order wanteth. Verily it my sensibilities irketh. Eth, eth. Ye zwounds.
>Let's say hypothetically a dude posts a stupid-rank comment at the very end without, you know, reading the whole dealio. How uncool is that?
At the risk certainty truth of sounding full of myself, it’s your loss, bossu. My Stand, 「Paperback Writer」, grants me 「control over words」 of a degree unparalleled by ordinary TH-P writers! This 「thread」… No, this 「story」, is a 「test」 of my will to write!
>> No. 15167
(X) Punch.
>> No. 15177
Kurodani Yamame Has Another Thread: >>15173


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[≤] Girl sticks to the trail leadin' outta here. Bounty's not as important as that.

Moments pass. Silence stays. Mind races. All of this at once.

I really hope that she can't hear me thinking about jumping her here and now.


[ ♫: http://tindeck.com/listen/itws ]


She continues to grace me with that look that speaks of quiet mirth and expectation. The look of a woman who has much and knows that more is coming <so why chase after the inevitable>. The look that tells you that money can, in fact, buy happiness.

A look as benign as that shouldn't be worn by someone so dangerous.

...And... that's the key, here. Danger.
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>> No. 14631
I always think of

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QP12f-fX9iY

instead.
>> No. 14632
> 'Boutaround niney'nine by one-fiff'five, vel-zed, Dis-rellah.

"99 by 155, vel Z, Dis-relative."

... what "vel Z" means, I have no idea. Vel is "ascending" and so may denote "height level Z", i.e., the ground. On the other hand, it may instead mean "in this context, vel is the z-positive axis"... which would imply that other, less obviously sensible possibilities are in common use.

> Makaian addressing is technically logical but bizarre in actuality. Trigonometry was involved.
Just (r,θ) rather than (x,y), I hope?

Or using cylindrical coordinates with z⁺ pointing due an, so that neighbors along a street have no coordinate values in common, and likewise, second-floor apartments differ in all three coordinates from their first-floor counterparts?

(Cylindrical coordinates with z⁺ pointing up are almost reasonable, if you have named streets; it introduces a bit of redundancy that can help if you get one of the coordinates wrong, but still know the street name. Except on the central radii; but everybody knows what's on those, right?)
>> No. 14638
Next thread: >>14636


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So we finally reach the new thread for Infiltrator, update will be posted in a few moments.

Thread #1: >>5934

Please wait, now loading...
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>> No. 14404
[X] Ask Remilia if she or Flandre is available. Better if both does. (Night Raid)
>> No. 14410
[x] Ask Okuu for this role. (Day Raid)

It's definitely not just because I want to make nuclear fusion with a certain bird.
>> No. 14412
Votes are closed and we just hit the second milestone. Congratulations for reading it this far.

Thread #3 is this way: >>14411


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I feel something winding down as soon as I move away from my companions, like a sort of tension, you could call it. Of course, I love them to death, wouldn’t even be up here without them and all that, but still. I’ve had little to no alone time since we left the underground, when before alone time was all I got. It’s a radical change, and I enjoy some peaceful isolation by myself, like this. It’s calming and feels like going back normal. The forest seems to help too: the colourful, pastel glows and lack of direct sunlight puts me in this relaxed state, like floating about underwater. Under warm water.

Not so relaxed that I forget myself, of course. I mark the (massive!) tree trunks as I go, so I don’t get lost. No knife, so I have to use my nails. Fearsome youkai claws, technically.


I wander around, more enjoying myself on a stroll than whatever excuse myself I gave myself to get out here. ‘Sides, I’m sure I’m not hurting anyone’s feelings, even if they knew I’m leaving for some alone time. I’ve seen those two and how they’re acting: back at the temple, and just how they’ve… stuck together, in various ways. It feels like the two of them are a proper group, while I’m hovering around them. Literally, too. Not that I’m against it! I mean, them. I know they were already close friends, it’s just that Parsee has clearly softened up a considerable amount lately. It’s understandable they’d get closer. They’ll be happy to have some time to themselves.

Ugh, what am I even thinking about? It’s none of my business what their relationship is and what they’re up to. I think the episode with Rinnosuke is making me think too much.


What did I say I was going to look for, again? Tinder? How stupid, it’s not even near cold enough for us to need a fire. I look around the forest, surprisingly sparse of life aside from the gigantic trees and the mysterious living light bulbs planted to them. Not even any shrubs around, just a whole lot of dead leaves. Actually, now that I take a good look — excuse me, a good listen at it, this place is way too silent for what it is. You’ve got a handful of bird calls soun
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>> No. 14176
I thought this was a lovely story and I will definitely reread it later.
>> No. 14251
>>14176
Agreed, in fact, I'm going to go back reread it now.
>> No. 14253
I liked it.


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Really, really odd. There's a weird itch in my brain. Feels like I’m forgetting something, it really does. Or that I’m forgetting something about the fact that I’m forgetting something. No, I don’t know how or when that particular thought came up, either.
I turn back at the door, giving the room another look over, just in case. Nice and tidy, Parsee and Yamame really cleaned it up from how it was yesterday. Nope, nothing out of the ordinary here.

...Yeah, I don’t know. Maybe being out in the sun baked my brains, since It baked my skin well enough. I’m surprised I wasn’t lobster red the first day out. Anyhow, I’m getting off track. Since there’s nothing going on, I’ll just be going. Don’t want to be left behind. Still scratching my head, I turn back to step outside—


Or, I would have if my way wasn’t being blocked.
Yamame and Parsee are standing on the doorway, staring at me. Um, is there something wrong? Did I do something wrong? I tilt my head at them. Oh, is it bed hair? I bring my hands up to fix it, but it doesn’t look like that’s the problem. Yamame looks sort of worried, though I’m not sure why. I’ve still got a bit of a headache and I’m still in just-woke-up mode, but that shouldn’t be cause for worry, right?
“Are you okay?” she asks tentatively. Um, I feel okay enough. She shoots Parsee a sideways glance before looking back at me.

“If… If you’re feeling alright… I suppose it’s okay.”

????

She moves, finally making way. Geez, what’s the deal with them today?
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I feel something winding down as soon as I move away from my companions, like a sort of tension, you could call it. Of course, I love them to death, wouldn’t even be up here without them and all that, but still. I’ve had little to no alone time since we left the underground, when before alone time was all I got. It’s a radical change, and I enjoy some peaceful isolation by myself, like this. It’s calming and feels like going back normal. The forest seems to help too: the colourful, pastel glows and lack of direct sunlight puts me in this relaxed state, like floating about underwater. Under warm water.

Not so relaxed that I forget myself, of course. I mark the (massive!) tree trunks as I go, so I don’t get lost. No knife, so I have to use my nails. Fearsome youkai claws, technically.


I wander around, more enjoying myself on a stroll than whatever excuse myself I gave myself to get out here. ‘Sides, I’m sure I’m not hurting anyone’s feelings, even if they knew I’m leaving for some alone time. I’ve seen those two and how they’re acting: back at the temple, and just how they’ve… stuck together, in various ways. It feels like the two of them are a proper group, while I’m hovering around them. Literally, too. Not that I’m against it! I mean, them. I know they were already close friends, it’s just that Parsee has clearly softened up a considerable amount lately. It’s understandable they’d get closer. They’ll be happy to have some time to themselves.

Ugh, what am I even thinking about? It’s none of my business what their relationship is and what they’re up to. I think the episode with Rinnosuke is making me think too much.


What did I say I was going to look for, again? Tinder? How stupid, it’s not even near cold enough for us to need a fire. I look around the forest, surprisingly sparse of life aside from the gigantic trees and the mysterious living light bulbs planted to them. Not even any shrubs around, just a whole lot of dead leaves. Actually, now that I take a good look — excuse me, a good listen at it, this place is way too silent for what it is. You’ve got a handful of bird cal
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>> No. 14038
[x] Soothe her somehow.

Calm now, hugs later.
>> No. 14040
>>14039
>>14039
>>14039
>>14039
NEW THREEEAAAD BECAUSE I DIDN'T NOTICE WE WERE AUTOSAGING


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Previous thread: >>12675

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The sun didn’t always bother you. You were a farmer, you spent most of your time outdoors, tending to the livestock. That changed though, when you migrated to Atölcog. There were no farm animals there, so you had no real reason to be aboveground. You were drafted into the military, and spent most of your time in the barracks, training with your fellow dwarves. Of course, the marksdwarves were the ones who got deployed whenever a threat showed up, so they were the ones who went out into the sun. Your squad always stayed inside. Your condition hasn’t progressed to severe nausea, thankfully. You can at least handle being outside, but still.

The sun is bright, and it bothers you.

What also bothers you is Sanae’s stupid questions.

“I don’t suppose you can fly, can you?”

“Do I look like I have wings?”

“I’ll take that as a no.” She pulls out a stick with a piece of paper attached to it, holding it up for all to see. “Let me try something real quick.”
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[x] They’ll slow you down

What? They'll do.
>> No. 13922
[x] Release the victims
>> No. 13923
[X] Release the victims

Holy shit its alive again, good to see you back basedSulac


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Boy oh boy, isn’t this a sticky situation I find myself in. Frankly, I haven’t a single clue how to fix this or even make it slightly better; kind of renders that whole ‘adrenaline-induced slow-motion’ thing pretty damn useless. The one thing I do recall is a little trick, though. When you see the very first warning sign of everything going to hell in a rush, following these very simple instructions could save your life!

Duck and cover. And that’s what I’ll do. I crouch deep inside my hiding place, hugging my knees and making myself as cosy as I think anyone could get mid-apocalypse. All the blood doesn’t sure doesn’t make it easy, it stains me red, wet and gross all over. Also, it’s blood. The colour, taste, look and feel it make me kind of sick. Despite all that, It at least feels safer,although I’m not sure this actually provides any kind of protection.


I look up: Koakuma is kind of hovering over the opening, frozen, but not looking at me. Thankfully. She doesn’t look as scary from this angle. Actually, I begin to feel sorry for her: what with Parsee’s fist impacting so frightfully solidly onto her face. It drives in, and in, and her nose looks like it’s gone. There’s a meaty sound and a slight, muffled crunching sound that I would rather not dwell on. I should probably look elsewhere now, but it’s somehow hypnotizing. I expected her to shoot, not just punch like a brute.

It’s all not so silent anymore. Meiling and Yamame are yelling something I can’t quite make out, Koakuma moans in pain, and Parsee… Well.
She makes to vault right over me in pursuit, but gets stopped by a familiar hand on her collar. She snaps over me in the direction poor devil-girl fell, kind of reminding me of a dog on a short leash. Scary, but only Parsee-scary.
“Let go! I’ll snap her neck, I’ll rip ‘er face out!”
“We’re leaving.” In a panicky-stern sort of way. Parsee gets unceremoniously pulled out of the way and— oof. the world shakes violently and I add another bruise to my collection before holding tight enough to stabilize. We’re moving. I look up, and sure enough, I see the recognizable golden bands of Yamame’
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13689
>>13687
canadian rambo
>> No. 13690
>>13689
shooting in moncton new brunswick canada.
guy went full snake eater.
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There we go, I guess. Yay.
New thread: >>13691


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Your name is Datan Darùdnish, and you could really use a drink right about now.

You've been having a long day. Back when you migrated to this fortress, you were a cheese maker. Not a glamorous job to be sure, but an honest one at that. Then you found out that the fort you moved to didn’t have any cows to milk and make cheese from. Or any farm animals at all, actually. So the mayor, not wanting to let someone go workless, extended his mercy and drafted you into the military. You suppose it’s nice, though you’re not too keen on listening to your commander yelling at you and hitting you with wooden axes, but that’s how the booze spills, they say.

The fort was one of the foremost mining forts, exporting metal to the rest of the kingdom. A wealthy place to live, wealth that you were drawn to, you suppose. And when word came from below, that the miners had struck raw adamantine, it seemed the fort would only get richer! Course, wealth doesn’t come without risks, which the mayor is all-too aware of.

So here you are, your squad assigned to stand guard around the miners as they dig out more of the precious metal. Haulers frequently run in and out of the cavern, ferrying the metal back up into the fort proper. You stare out at the great magma sea before you, as the miners dig behind you. The bright red glow stings your eyes, and the heat – the blasted heat! It makes you mighty thirsty. You idly take out your flask and take a swig from it. As you finish, you realize with dismay that that was the last of your wine you just drank. You hope your squad is taken off-duty soon. You hate being without booze.

That’s when you hear it.

Horrifying screams come from the darkness below!

You and your squadmates all look around at each other, before your eyes settle on the commander. “Time for some Fun...” he mutters, before signaling everyone to follow. He moves towards the pit where the miners were digging, where the screams came from, and the others slowly follow.

As for you...
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>> No. 13601
[x] Mild cave adaptation


Not enough to be "Welcome to FUCKING Boatmurdered" level of cave adaptation, but at least some queasyness.
>> No. 13602
[x] Mild cave adaptation

No adaptation would be boring, while severe adaptation would have real detrimental effects. Therefore, this.
>> No. 13604
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“Children begin by loving their parents; after a time they judge them; rarely, if ever, do they forgive them.”

—Oscar Wilde

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>> No. 13532
I genuinely enjoyed it.
>> No. 13533
>>13532

Sage your post next time.
>> No. 13540
>>13532
You brought two more readers into the lands of rustlin' jimmies. Well done.


YAF: Go fuck yourself sideways with a poleaxe.

Best wishes,

Anon.

PS: No sage for me? No sage for all.


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