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1054741 No. 1054741 ID: 5ff2e7

In the near future of our world(but outside your own lifetime), new breeds of strange humanoid creatures have been manufactured by our leading scientists and are integrated into modern society. Follow someone as they navigate College life as a non-human, or as they are collectively known as by the general public: furries.

Updates bi-weekly; that is to say two times in one week. Potentially NSFW. Depictions of sex and gore are dependent on which character you select, except for Gary's story. Even I do not know what it entails.
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No. 1054742 ID: 5ff2e7
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Choose one of the above listed characters to be our protagonist:
Charlie 21 F The voyeuristic slash fiction author.
Luna 20 F The Astronomy obsessed card shark
Francis 19 M The masochistic feline
Gary 20 M The depressed robotics genius
Lucas 19 M Trapped in a incestuous love triangle harem
Tony 22 M Undergoing two separate identity crisis
No. 1054743 ID: e7c7d3

Luna, but a secondary vote for Lucas if people are feeling saucy
No. 1054744 ID: be2ac4

No. 1054745 ID: 75f1f5

Lucas. 'Trapped'.
No. 1054746 ID: 90c451

Gary or Tony. Maybe both.
Maybe just Gary.
No. 1054747 ID: 90c451

Perhaps just Tony.
Tony's good.
No. 1054748 ID: 87e33c

Primary vote Lucas, vestigial vote Charlie
No. 1054750 ID: 322af8

Charlie 21 F The voyeuristic slash fiction author.
No. 1054752 ID: a7a180

Gary? Gary!
No. 1054753 ID: 629f2e

I'm down for Charlie, I like Charlie.
No. 1054754 ID: ccbbb0

Tony two or three people living on that nogging, eh? Sure, let's go!

If not...eh I guess Charlie? Sounds like a rascal about to get way over her head.
No. 1054755 ID: bbb04b

Gonna go for the darkhorse and say Francis - as masochism goes, that looks like a rather extreme form of it, and while I'm not one myself, I'm somewhat fascinated by them in fiction. Secondary vote Charlie.
No. 1054758 ID: 47615d

Tony 22 M.
Give us a story, and Not porn!
No. 1054766 ID: e51896

No. 1054777 ID: f8083d

No. 1054782 ID: e5709d

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No. 1054799 ID: 87e33c

Adjusting my vote to be full charlie, her purple hair and shirt have swooned me
No. 1054800 ID: 08de23

No. 1054803 ID: f2320a

No. 1054804 ID: 7c0da2

No. 1055005 ID: 5ff2e7

Dont mind me; I am just testing some things out

This text is green. Back to default. This text is grey(gray). [color=#aa0055]Straight to dark magenta.
No. 1055008 ID: 5ff2e7
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It is a brisk Autumn evening of what could be considered the worst possible weather ever. The irrationally irritating kind where the sun beams down on your skin or fur enveloping you in a comforting warmth until a sudden gust of wind nearly knocks you off your feet and kicks out any fuzzy feelings you had inside and leaves you shivering. Thus, in relatively sour moods are likely the two most important people in the multiverse. A male human, most notable for having square glasses and being the brains of the two, and a female furry(specifically a common genet) who wears circular glasses and acts as the heart.

The human and genet, whose names are confidential and will remain undisclosed, are tasked with assigning the role of protagonist to a specific individual within this Universe.
No. 1055009 ID: 5ff2e7
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"Do we have confirmation of our target yet," the human asks with a scowl. "We have been monitoring characters 33bf33, fade30, 3c03c0, and ef1d07 diligently for a considerable time now.
"Just about. Mr. Author is sending us the results now," the genet responds.
"You are aware he does not like you referring to him as 'Mr,' correct? I meant… she- um- they." A moment of awkward silence passes. "Ahem, the votes?"

"Right. The votes. It's a close one, but right now, the boss really wants us to target Luna Starbrite."
"Fantastic. We already have visual of her. She is standing by the library entrance seemingly in an argument with 3c03c0." The human ponders her statement for a brief moment. You refer to them by their names, not their IDs. Are you confident you are out of character?"
"Fuck the IDs. I call them by name 'cause it's easier to remember. And fuck you too. I'm wearing the OOC pin, aren't I? In character me is terrified of you ever since our first mission where you stabbed a guy, we fucked in a strangers car, we had a meeting with god, and you took me from my friends and family to do erands for them across the multiverse. Now shes crying about if you having sex with me while I was out of character is considered... Anyways, how the hell are we supposed to get this protagonist tag onto her?"
"Without inadvertently altering the trajectory of the timeline or anyone's character arcs. We do not want to spread my Cerebus syndrome to another Universe again."
The genet scoffs. "You just existing is screwing up the whole place."
No. 1055014 ID: f8083d

Well for starters, they could simply find it. Unless they're supposed to be unaware of its existence.

Hm, could it be included in some junk they just bought?
No. 1055019 ID: 87e33c

Here are my suggestions in no particular order for how to do this:
A. Pretend she's a celebrety, ask for a selfie, slap the sticker/pin on her ass for maximum hilarity
B. Use your [PLOT DEVICE DELIVERY MECHANISM], the tee shirt cannon, shoot it at her with a tee shirt cannon, shout "FREE TEE SHIRTS" and fire a few shirts out into the crowd around them before hitting her
C. The ol' switcheroo ruse, both of you walk up, drop some stuff, mixing up both of your belongings, leaving her with the pin/sticker as an extra belonging (and also losing something else in the process hehehe)
D. All of the above, fire a tee shirt canon, bump into her, ask if she's a celebrety mid conversation, and do something whacky and random just to confuse her, causing her to go "you know what, I'm out" as you already tagged her. She'll just be confused that such a weird scenario happened that she won't question it!
E. Hand it to her and say she's got a delivery from a secret admirer, try to sing a cheesy romantic song claiming it's a gift from them, fail at doing so and feel emberassed and fall into an OTL pose.

Okay uhhh, just pick one of those at random idk, I like [E] the most of the ones I wrote there.
No. 1055239 ID: 5ff2e7
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"Ooh! The audience is offering suggestions! They say we could use a tee-shirt cannon. That sounds fun. Plus, we gotta do what they say, otherwise we'd be railroading."
"The audience? What are you- You activated it!? The audience is not meant to be aware we exist, let alone interact with us. The narrative has yet to even begin!"
"It's fine," she waves her paw dismissively. "We can just say 'Prologue' and it'll be fine. The Prologue is never mandatory for the story anyways." The human grumbles, unsatisfied with the response. "Out of our many options, I think I'll just go walk up to her, do a little flirt and slap a sticker on her ass. Maybe do a little-" she points a pair of finger guns at her partner and winks. "She won't suspect a thing."

The human sighs. "As enjoyable as it would be to commit sexual assault, I refuse to follow directions from an audience. They clearly do not grasp the gravity of the situation or understand the delicate nature of our mission." He reaches into the inside pocket of their hoodie, which is his personal infinite bag of holding, and pulls out a whole hunting rifle. "Which is why instead, I will fire a stamp from here onto the target's body. Most likely their head."
"Where the fuck did you get that? That's not a plot device, that's just a freaking gun."
"So too is a tee-shirt cannon. To explain how I acquired this device, as a mechanical engineer and imaginative geek, I can confidently say that I crafted this unusual gun myself in the past. 'When?' one may ask. Technically never, but we can pretend I did."
"You're gonna use your once-per-adventure Deus ex machina to give yourself a weird gun? You don't even like guns. You have an unhealthy obsession with knives and blades and shit."

The human stands at the edge of the building they're located, staring blankly over the edge to the massive University courtyard, posing dramatically in the wind while trying to avoid shivering at the cold. "If you want to directly interact with our target and risk jeopardizing our mission, potentially drastically altering the trajectory of this reality's timeline, you are wholly welcome to attempt to and fail."
"You're overreacting, dude. I'm just gonna walk up to her and give her the damned tag personally."
"You are under the impression you can outrun a bullet. After all, I have the advantage of range and without public intermingling."
"Do you even know how to use a hunting rifle?"
The human shivers, awkwardly holding the gun incorrectly. "Absolutely," He lies.
No. 1055245 ID: 38349b

If the problem is consent you can do the flirt, ask if you can smack that ass, and then do so if consented yknow. Spec since mr hero over there is obveously gonna miss with that gun and tag someone else as the protagonist, thus fucking it up anyway.

Might as well get some fun out of this pseudo terrifying experience!
No. 1055268 ID: 708905

If the concern is direct interactions couldn't you just pay some random kid to slap the thing on her?
No. 1055307 ID: bbb04b

So, basically, we're suggesting before we even meet the protagonist, likely as a result of the vote for our choice of protagonist being really close. If aiming with a dang gun is unreliable, it'd be better to either do a subtle up-close tagging (such as bumping past them like a pickpocket) or leaving the tag somewhere only they would find it, such as a drawer in their dorm. But if you can't intersect anybody's life, then yeah, tagging the wrong guy is an acceptable risk compared to getting noticed. I hope that gun doesn't leave a trace if you miss all the targets, though.
No. 1055317 ID: 30de7b

Does the tag need to remain on their person, or do they need to find it, or is it fine if it simply touches them momentarily; what if somebody else picks it up after, etc. ?
No. 1061195 ID: 5ff2e7
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Once the genet leaves her co-worker alone at the rooftop, the human immediately pulls out his phone to research how to use a hunting rifle. He at least already knows basic gun safety, but he does have a great deal more to learn, and he accepts this fact. After all, no one can be expected to be knowledgeable on everything. That is simply an unreasonable and unrealistic standard to hold oneself to.

However, he does have a sort of reputation to uphold. That he is perfectly skilled at everything he ever does, even at tasks he has never done before or has no reason to know. Or perhaps not even a reputation. That is precisely his character. He absolutely will not risk doing anything at all if there is any potential the end result is not perfectly flawless execution. So for now, he must learn as much as he can before even attempting to fire his rifle, lest he make even one small mistake, which is just as irredeemable and inexcusable as failing horrendously in his eyes.

Meanwhile, the genet walks through the university courtyard towards the library where her co-worker said their target is. Where that is however, she has already forgotten since she overlooked the campus. To blend in with the busy academic setting she holds a short stack of miscellaneous papers; sheets of character and Universe data, plot coupons, the recipe for her favorite pastries, and sticker versions of the essential character tags. Tags such as non-canon, protagonist type 1 and type 2, and out of character…

Out of character like she is right now while she wears the pin currently resting on her chest. How she despises the wretched thing.
No. 1061249 ID: e7c7d3

How busy is it on the campus right now?
No. 1061312 ID: 96112b

Walk towards the target, walk purposefully but also appear somewhat lost.
When you are near the target, just slap the sticker by putting your hand on her shoulder and asking where the principal's office is.
No. 1061337 ID: 87e33c

Walk towards the target, appear lost, bump into her, and ask if you can smack her ass, for science of course! (then apply sticker)
No. 1061613 ID: 34713f

Just head to the dorms - they're bond to turn up eventually - and bump into the target like a pickpocket and leave the Protagonist sticker on them. The less interaction, the better.

(I wanna get to the actual quest already! Why are we even showing this?)
No. 1061640 ID: 5ff2e7
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The university courtyard is not too densely populated. There are only a small handful of people there. Tiny groups or individuals sparsely speckle the area. Each pays no mind to the other people, least of all to the meandering genet. Even if they did, there would be no consequences as these "45ers," as she sometimes calls them, are background characters. Being irrelevant to the plot, there is no consequence to interacting with them. Everybody seems to be leaving, but nobody is in a rush to escape the slowly dropping temperatures of the windy evening.

As she looks around the courtyard for her target, she is reminded of just how different this place is from her home dimension. Most glaringly obvious of all is just how many humans there are. With a quick turnaround, she counts an approximately 8/1 human to furry ratio. A radically massive difference given humans are something that don't exist at all in her own dimension.

Actually, as she looks around the courtyard again, she notices a surprising lack of biodiversity. There are no avians, no amphibians, no arthropods(thank goodness), and no reptiles. It's all exclusively mammals. There are other major differences too. Other less visible differences she's been mostly told of by her co-worker. Apparently a lot of the social norms she has grown accustomed to her whole life are a taboo in this world, such as this weird concept called public indecency. She is currently carrying the data about what's unique about this universe in her stack of papers, but she doesn't want to bore the audience with a lore dump. Is doing that even necessary, she considers.

To segue into the topic of tags, the genet is confident that attaching the sticker to Luna's clothes is as good as permanent, so really anywhere on her is good, although neither she nor her co-worker are quite sure if this is one of those universes where people always wear the same outfit everyday. If it is, then the problem solves itself. As long as she never removes the tag or the clothing the tag is attached to, Luna will always be under its influence. And with Luna being an exclusively safe-for-work quest, that is almost perfectly certain. Otherwise, you get awkward situations where your boyfriend undresses you during a romantic evening and then you're suddenly-
"No, this isn't about you," The genet shakes her head clear. [color=cc3377]"Let's not bring that back up. This is about placing a sticker on a coyote's ass as quickly and discreetly as possible, and finishing this prologue ASAP."[/color]
No. 1061643 ID: 5ff2e7
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It doesn't take too long until the genet reaches the library where her co-worker said Luna Starbrite would be, engaging in a heated argument with another person. However, she quickly discovers this dispute is actually far more heated than she could have reasonably predicted.
Luna shouts profanities directed towards an incredibly short chinchilla who nonchalantly brushes most of the insults off, not even turning directly to her. "You're a fucking bitch! You are a depraved shitty mother fucking asshole if you think I'm gonna be another one of your 'inspirations' for your disgusting degenerate fanfiction shit!"
The Chinchilla rolls her eyes and groans, never once looking in her direction. Occasionally they will throw in some insults of their own back to her aggressor. As less vulgar as they may be, they feel arguably more impactful. "I hope your whole family dies right in front of you and you develop every mental disorder."
"Is that Charlie? Oh silly human," the genet softly mutters to herself. "This is why we use names. Charlie's ID isn't #3C03C0, she's #5C05C0." The genet can forgive such a reasonable error by her co-worker, even if he wouldn't. He would have some sort of mental crisis if he realized he had made a mistake. Both Luna and Charlie are too invested in their dispute to pay any kind of attention to the nearing genet. She is forced to intervene eventually.

However, a problem: the genet is quickly falling head over heels for Luna. Feeling flustered at the mere idea of having to interact with her, the genet's throat tightens, her heartbeat quickens, her feet become glued to the pavement, and her paws become clammy only barely managing her collection of paper together. Her voluptuous bosom looks incredibly grabbable, and she is enthralled by whats she's done with her makup. And it's not just Luna's looks alone doing this to her, but her absolutely unkempt rage is a turn on for her. Even Luna's voice as she shouts slurs and profanities is deep and melodious, despite the subject matter. The genet wonders what it would be like on the receiving end of her wrath. Although maybe not quite her rapid fire insulting, she's not into degradation. More so her physical domination and what seems to be an incoming punch directed towards Charlie's face by the looks of her clenched shaking fists beside her with rapidly decreasing patience. "Damn. Why is it always the ones with anger issues."

Maybe now is not the right time to intervene by the looks of things. She should really let this fight conclude, but the possibility of getting punched by someone so alluring is rather tempting.
No. 1061650 ID: e7c7d3

Getting punched will certainly be an icebreaker

And then you can punch her back

With your lips
No. 1061659 ID: 421554

There's no graceful way to intervene as it is. Your technical non-presence is simply too far abstracted from the situation to interact with them in any meaningful way.
But, that can be fixed.

Simply remove the OOC pin. They'll suddenly be aware that their conversation is being noticed by an innocent bystander, and will break it off for at least a little while.
From there, you can get close enough to the target to place the pro-tag on her. And maybe you could ask her on a date without that silly pin on you, and who knows where things could go from there.
No. 1061670 ID: 87e33c

I like this idea a lot, you definitely shouldn't daydream about getting the protag pin sniped onto you while you put it on her as well, causing both of you to become protagonists in this wild and crazy world, that definitely wouldn't lead to a budding romance just like those harem animes where the protagonist keeps getting beat up comically by people crushing on them.

Definitely don't think about those possibilities...
No. 1061678 ID: 513b5b

They don't look that old.

>No humans on her homeworld.
Did the genets replace all the humans?

Say "excuse me" and as she turns around, say "pranked" and boop her nose with the pin.

....or just slap on the back of her head while she is distracted, whatever.
No. 1070374 ID: 5ff2e7
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Wearing the OutOfCharacter pin does not make her incorporeal or unperceivable. This genet is as real and tangible as every other person here. It simply means she is, as the name implies, out of character, and nothing else.

She only wears this pin when she absolutely needs to, which is to say whenever her co-worker demands it. And she is somewhat appreciative of that, it sometimes has its uses. However, as much as the genet loves working with him across the multiverse, his inability to read emotions makes working with him a bit of a struggle. What is even more is that the human doesn't just lack social skills, he is beyond anti-social. She is required to be a translator of other people's emotions to and from him to others. It is an infuriating annoyance. Which must be at least one of the reasons he requires her to wear it while they work, she now realizes.

In addition, it makes her feel disingenuous to hide her true emotions and personality. Normally she is far more upbeat, expressive, and animated, but with the pin equipped, she is a nothing but a fraud; an insulting inaccurate reflection of who she truly is; a repugnant selfish lie. So before she is needed to interact with another person, with a swift motion fueled by aggressive self justice or something like that, she rips the pin from her coat with over dramatic flair. A task that could've been done more innocuously and in only a few seconds.

And to additionally stoke this fire — although not by much, but just enough — to constantly explain to people what is a Genetta tigrina, or Cape genet, is annoying enough to finish by throwing the pin to the ground with a plastic clatter.

A comforting warm blanket has been draped over her mind, and it is now restrained to only what is realistically possible for her to think and say. In a way, it is comforting. Finally she has returned to normal.

And this makes the situation significantly worse.
No. 1070375 ID: 5ff2e7
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The commotion that had ensued causes both Luna and Charlie to cease their bickering and focus solely on their audience of one. As Luna turns to greet them, the genet is frozen stiff. No longer in a state of catatonia due to bi-romantic panic, but instead in a state of catatonia due to social anxiety. She regrets removing the pin immediately. This, the Genet reasons, is the real reason her co-worker enforces her to wear it, she now realizes.

As the human overlooks all this he can hear your suggestions just as well. There was never any restriction to who could listen to you after all. Now the human makes extra caution to avoid aiming too low and shooting her co-worker "by mistake." He glares disappointedly at you, not that you can tell behind his lenses, but it's the thought that counts.

Anyways, he has just about finished researching how to use the rifle. A few minutes on Wikipedia was all he really needed. A peculiar name for a website, he thinks to himself. A comparison he can't help but make is to a website in his home dimension called Thesaurian. This dimension does not even contain naturally occurring magic or allow for magic to exist at all. What a shame. The human rests on his stomach aiming towards the target ready to fire from his rooftop perch. He just wants to get this over with.
No. 1070376 ID: 5ff2e7
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With the strained smile the genet is glued to the pavement and shivering from the freezing wind and anxiety. The smile doesn't last. Both Charlie and Luna stare curiously at the frightened not-kitten. Say something, dang it, she thinks to herself. Soon enough she's shaking, desperate to speak. Her mouth opens, but she remains mute. Her paws clamor awkwardly and her grip on the papers loosens. Say ANYTHING, gods fluffing damn it!

"Uhhh… You okay there?" Eventually the stack is gently released and the papers flutter to the pavement in an embarrassing silent display.

Then, the human pulls the trigger at the worst possible moment.
No. 1070377 ID: 5ff2e7
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He fires. The gun is as silent as death.

He misses. The noise is unbearable..

"Let me just… get these for you, ma'am." As Luna kneels down to collect the fallen sheets, the stamp completely whiffs past her head, banks off the wall and instead hits Charlie in the base of her neck with the pain of a football to the back of the skull, but none of the physical trauma. She does however fall face first to the floor with enough velocity to make noise.

Luna pays her no attention. She doesn't care. She couldn't care less what happened to that bitch. She is also busy, keeping her hands full with cleaning us the mess of papers. She doesn't even slow down to offhandedly read one. Luna swiftly stacks every sheet together, straightens them out against the floor, then stands up tall offering them back to the owner. "Here you go, miss." The genet slowly retrieves her belongings as she looks over Luna's shoulder to the fallen chinchilla, who is just now peeling herself off the pavement.

Oh deer gods, no, she thinks to herself. Her coworker will not like this. Boss will be fine, they are adaptable, but their human coworker will be devastated.
No. 1070378 ID: 87e33c

Let slip an "oh no she's hot" and then blush very hard since you are now both in character and very socially anxious, allow yourself this small social fopah, as a treat.

also WOO, CHARLIE LETS GOOO, if we have narrative directive capabilities of her, maybe she comes and flirts with you now, leaving you an even catatonic-er mess

Wait what happened to your other protagonist pin, does it vanish to the ether? If Charlie took it and wore it would she be a double protagonist?
No. 1070379 ID: 8f9bc4

On one hand, you are adaptable. On the other hand, you just made a depraved shitty mother fucking asshole who writes disgusting degenerate fanfiction the protagonist. That is not going to be without consequences.

Also Luna isn't uhh... holding your... OOC badge, is she?
No. 1070405 ID: e5709d

Screw it, start smooching and rub the stamp on her until it overrides the other one
No. 1070418 ID: f2320a

Ptobably going to end up doing sex fanfiction stuff and end up a young mother
No. 1070425 ID: 8f9bc4


Excuse me? Young mothers are intended to be right side up. Turning them end-up is highly unethical!
No. 1071630 ID: 5ff2e7
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The genet is holding all her belongings once again. Even the OOC pin she threw is back in her own hand before it could have affected Luna, and her own protagonist pin is a fresh unpeeled sticker still attached to whatever sheet it came with. This plan has traveled far off course, but it's actually not terrible. No rogue unaccounted for plot devices, and a single main character. Best course of action is to leave. Not before at the very least saying thank you.

Before the genet can turn to leave, Charlie, struggling to stand, has just enough strength to make one flirty quip towards her. "Yo, kitten. Your ass is gra- peaches, and it's I harvest your… Fuck." In her painful headache, it's not a very good one. "Tree," Charlie manages as she gently replaces herself onto the concrete floor. She'll be resting there for just a moment. The protagonist pin isn't instant, it will take some time to fully connect, but it will be pretty much fully in effect when she decides to return to earth. Or better yet, when the genet and human have finally left the scene. Attention hogs they are.
No. 1071631 ID: 5ff2e7
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Luna glares at Charlie and growls, sick and tired of her disgusting attempts to degeneracy. "Don't mind her. She's just a friggin degenerate." Now the genet feels embarrassed for considering joining in the sexual deviance. Especially towards Luna who would have hated it.

Luna quickly grabs the genet by the shoulders and guides her away. Not exactly gently, but gentle enough. "But, uhh, hey, we can hang out sometime later. Get to properly introduce ourselves." This seems like a date. Just feels datey. "It's not a date," she quickly adds without a hint of panic. "This is just what college is for, you know. Getting to know people." All this and the genet hasn't even said a word.

Better she says it late than not at all. "Th-thank you… for collecting my things." She shuffles around awkwardly when Luna releases her and they stare silently at each other. "I'll be… nearby." It's quiet for a few more seconds until she remembers her coworker. "You'rereallyhot,okaybye," she dashes across the yard back to the building where her coworker is situated, most probably having a mental breakdown.
No. 1071632 ID: 5ff2e7
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"Ah crap. Oh shit. Oh fuck!"
No. 1071690 ID: e5709d

Why did you not aim for center mass?! You're supposed to tag her, not earn headshot points!
No. 1071692 ID: 918cdb

Well, sniper boy, the situation's gone FUBAR. You wanna keep your perfect record?

You go down there, pluck the protagonist pin out of the wrong character and put it on the right one yourself.
No. 1071708 ID: 8f9bc4

Switching the pins won't matter. You still missed the shot! Why did you miss the shot?!
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