You have always wanted to be an emperor. That ambition has burned dimly in the past, tempered by reality. Now the opportunity to realise your ambition has arrived and you are determined not to let it slip. Now is the time to build your empire and become an emperor.

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It's funny—after all of the strange things you've seen and done in the past few months, you would think your threshold for strangeness would be capable of encapsulating this. The flickering light-traced form of the Iron General seems woefully out of place in your living room, though, articulated leg talons flexing as if to scrape a hole in the wood flooring underfoot.

“You ought to know before you settle here,” you tell him. “There are reports of a pair of incredibly dangerous beasts roaming the countryside near Eluneia.”

Glass-lens eyes whir and refocus on you unsettlingly. After a moment the General clarifies the motion by cocking his head to one side.

“Ah,” you stutter, “My apologies. Eluneia is a large city a ways to the southwest of Grisoch.”

The General nods. “And I assume you're putting together a contingency plan for the ripples their presence will inevitably spread to our neighborhood.” It isn't a question the way he says it.

You shake your head. “Something a little more proactive, actually. I need materials from at least one of them to enact an important project on my end.”

“I see.” There is a static-whine as the cylinder projecting the general fuzzes for a moment. “We would be pleased to aid you in that endeavor for an appropriate percentage of the salvage from the beast itself.”

You wonder what precisely that aid entails. “We can negotiate hard numbers at a later time,” you tell him. “I'm woefully underprepared to attempt such a thing at the moment.” Your research regarding the Allmother Mud and the Tyrant Wyrm still makes you a little queasy to recall.

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You're Evangeline Roman. You're 15, a bit of a nerd and live in a small town by the beach.

You're also the descendant of some eldritch horror even if you don't look like it.

Your life changed from weird to dangerously weird after you answered a schoolmate's call for help. Somehow, she seems to be involved in some seedy stuff, considering you were both attacked by monsters, one of her friend's missing and you know she's not telling you everything.

And right now, you're both in bed. On your side, staring in sleepy confusion at the girl by you. At first you panic, not remembering anything from last night, but then the memories come back to you... And you still panic. Lots of awful crap happened. Wanda is curled against the wall, wrapped up in the covers so you can't help but wonder if you were woken up by the cold.

You simply roll over and off the bed, groggily rubbing at your eyes. School doesn't start until next week and since it's still Thursday, you've got some time off. You decide to take a shower to fully wake up before deciding what to do with your day. By the time you come out --fully dressed, it'd be too awkward to dress in front of your new friend-- Wanda is already starting to stir.

Your parents have already left for work and you're pretty sure your brothers aren't around since you can't hear Daniel's crappy attempts at playing the guitar or Mark screaming at some nerds in his computer.

[ ] Wake her up, have breakfast together, discuss last night's incident and how to approach it. (Stay in.)
[ ] Wake her up, take her to the Old Beach to see if you can find any hints as to what happened.
[ ] Wake her up, push her out of your house. You've done enough helping and you really need to finish your Science project.
[ ] Other. (Write in.)

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You are Kline Bueller, a C-rank adventurer, and you are currently training under Claudine, which was basically combat hell. You were constantly dodging and parrying, and pushing your body to the limit. Maybe it was payback for Herschel earlier?

You turn on instinct, nearly avoiding a strike from your master.

"Nice. You almost didn't get your arm lopped off." She comments.

"Can you please take it easy on me?" You pant.

"Nope." She kicks your leg, knocking you on your ass as she then pins you down, sitting on your abdomen and pointing her blade at your throat. "And you're at my mercy."

>"I yield."
>"...I didn't know you liked to be on top."
>"I can't feel my legs."

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It takes the better part of a week for Risel and Raditz to arrive home. Their ship gusting down on the lawn with the usual whoosh of dying engines.

Teito showed up to greet them as well, a significant bump now showing through her shirt, "So, what are the odds Ris is preggers too?" She grins, "Come on, nobody but those two and... well, Nail's not going to be keeping them busy with conversation, now is he?"

"Give it a minute." You shrug, watching as the ramp descends.

Nail descends first, massaging his temples, "Space-Christ, you'll need to hose down the upholstery." He groans, "It's like a a thousand space rabbits were in there."

Gross. "Still, thanks for having our back Nail."

He shrugs, "Eh, no biggie, I miss anything big?"

"Well, there was a genocidal bug thing from the future that wanted to kill all life and was stronger than a Super Saiyan, oh, and Frieza came back as a robot. Kicked both their asses though. Also, the rest of the Namekians moved home to Namek, except Dende."

Nail blinks slowly a few times, "Alright, sure, why not? If you'll excuse me, I'm going to catch some sleep."

He trots off towards the greenhouse, as the two Saiyans descend, Risel waving from Raditz arms, held princess style, and sure enough, she's got a sizeable bump around her midsection.

"Called it." Teito whispers, nudging you with her elbow.

You roll your eyes, "Kabuya, good to see you." Raditz nods, setting his partner down. "You'll be glad to hear that we're off scott-free with the Patrol."

"Sweet." Teito laughs, "Blank slate, now all the planets we blow up can go on a new rapsheet."

>Teito, no.
>Speaking of, who wants to go on space raids with me some time?
>So... thought of any names yet?
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The elf in the party approaches you.
>"This may be a strange question, but be honest! Do my ears look fat to you?"

How do you react?

>The BBEG's plan is to market his Gynoids and artificial womb technology to "replace" women.
>BBEG even has plans to give Gynoids away in Lottos and giveaways. Also paying for a charity that GIVES them away to poor people.

1. Wtf?
2. why not make male versions to increase sales?
3. WTF?

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