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1059064 No. 1059064 ID: 11f77a

NSFW for nudity and possible casual lewds
Chapter 1: https://questden.org/kusaba/quest/res/823974.html

“Happy for once.”
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No. 1063645 ID: 11f77a
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[Verse 3]
Here comes trouble again
I could lead if you grab my hand
In that moment you were still
There was only that blank stare

In the middle of it
You’re made a little fool once again
In the midst of that blank stare
I saw that moment it settled in.

And it never would’ve crossed the mind
I don’t think it
Ever will
It was another day at the time
You’re still the same as
Ever been
Let’s go off in the wood to find
Another gift for
You to steal
You can laugh at me all the while
And I’d still do it
All again


No real prompt; respond freely however you like for now
No. 1063688 ID: 11f77a
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What’s going on with your mind?
You gotta pay attention to this Richter--
What’s been going on with your mind?
You gotta pay attention to this Richter--
What’s going on with your mind?
You gotta pay attention to this Richter--
What’s going on with your mind?
You gotta pay attention to this Richter--




The notes hold until they distort into a soft burble.
No. 1063689 ID: 11f77a
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Maebe throws her sticks up and they clatter against the wall behind her.

Maebe: Fuck yeah. Finally...

Nick: Yeah, baby!

Maebe: I need another smoke...

Marlene: Those were some... interesting lyrics. I thought the ‘richter scale’ would have something to do with shaking the entire block.

Robin: Was it good, though?

Marlene: Hmm...

Marlene: It wasn’t bad~

Nick: Damn straight. I told you we’ve been practicin’! Steele City is going to be our ticket out of Springford so I’ve been digging in our old notes and demos waaaay far back since middle school.

Marlene: Sounds like you’re coming along just fine without a lyricist, then.

Nick: Well, uhm, I mean, we got some good songs and all but... maybe a little advising could help.

Robin: Yeah I’ve noticed you’ve been writing some things too, Marley.

Nick: Hey, lemee see what’chu got.
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Nick yanks the notebook from my lap. I aint mad, but I’m closer to being miffed. I mean, I could’ve given it to them if I rechecked what I’ve written.

Marlene: Oh, yeah. Sure. I guess. Go nuts...

Nick: *ahem*

Nick: I’m lying floating like eyelid movies through viscid air descending in a gradual dive we can fall for a million days as the brightness within overshadows me in the company of absence where we become real but neither there or here between calliope and pluto and drowse in a sun-stained grass and reed field bathed in happy tears and from the sky leaks a great noise dripping bittersweet distractions of a tether that is leading clearly feeding all--uh...

Nick: Hold on... I lost myself...

Robin: Uh--what?

Nick: --feeding all the things I don’t believe in and I’ll drift again in the soft metallic yawn of a faraway sentimental bloom as you stop time managing to somehow find a way to turn my head into beautiful sound and color whispering every autumn to the young while I don’t know where I am but finally where I want in a euphoric lament of epiphany--

Nick: Marlene, what the fuck am I reading? You really wrote this stuff?
No. 1063691 ID: dee951

"Eh, I've just been having some really kooky dreams of late. You should see my dream logs. Though, uh, you can't actually see my dream logs. Though this was more of a daydream sort of thing, so it's more coherent. What, my notebook writings aren't purple enough for you? I can make it more purple..."

(this more purple thing is meant to be an amusing sort of friendly threat)
No. 1063693 ID: e5709d

"What? I needed to get my emotions on paper in time with your pace. Needs revisions."
No. 1063696 ID: dee951

Realize that normal people can't generally write well with their eyes closed. Automatic writing typically requires some level of seeing or being aware of the location of the paper so the script doesn't distort down the page. Hey, possibly being an ugly cyborg on one of the levels of reality has cognitive benefits, hooray!
No. 1063697 ID: 1195dc

“The eyes are but a guide, my hands know the way.”

That makes me wonder…
How well can you echolocate?
It might be asssociated with bats but people can and do that. The trick is getting good enough to be able to navigate with your eyes closed…
No. 1063698 ID: 273c18

Tell them it's stream of consciousness, you need to edit it into something sensible.
No. 1063707 ID: 8f9bc4


Wow, uh, maybe you should actually look at what you're writing. Those are terrible lyrics. They don't even rhyme!

Seriously though tell them it's random; you just write with your eyes closed to ease your mind sometimes. It's like doodling. Most you could get out of it is the song was making you feel sentimental.
No. 1063749 ID: 15a025

It's more, just thoughts and feelings. Doodling words with your mind. You've been having some weird dreams lately and just wanted to get some feelings down on paper.
No. 1063772 ID: dee951


They are not terrible lyrics, lyrics don't have to rhyme in particular, they need to be appropriately poetic and rhythmic in the right way.

There is more than the formulaic 3.5 minute pop song, sheesh.
No. 1063893 ID: 11f77a
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>How well can you echolocate?
Not well, I assume.

>Realize that normal people can’t generally write well with their eyes closed
Well I’ve already known that’s a given. I, however, am (adequately) attuned to the motions of handwriting letters with my eyes shut--sort of like typing without looking at your hands. It was something I taught myself in high school when I was tired every morning at seven. I would sit up straight to give the illusion of being at attention, eyes would close, and I write. Yet I don’t think I can write in a straight line for long.

Marlene: What’s wrong? Are my writings not purple enough for you? I can make it more purple.

Nick: Eh—whuh? Purple?

Marlene: Uh... sigh nevermind about that. Look, I needed to get my emotions on paper before it lost me. Sure, it needs revisions but I can edit them into something sensible later. Mkay?

Marlene: Maybe I was looking for something sentimental-sounding. I haven’t written like that in months, you know; I’ve been having some weird dreams lately so perhaps I could jot them down.

Marlene: Unless you’d like to sift out the ‘good parts’ yourself.

He snorts and hands back my notebook.

Nick: Uhm. Uh. Ya know what? That’s fine. You can fine-tune it. Looks like Rob has his sound so I ought to find something to go along with it.

Robin: Those words still sound trippy as hell, though. I can... definitely like it! I’m sure it means a lot to somebody. I was never good at double-meanings and whatnot.
No. 1063894 ID: 11f77a
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The boys would go off on their own discussion. Maebe’s back from another cigarette break and freestyles on the drums for a bit. Nothing crazy, just a bit of experimenting.

I think my work here is done for now. I can hang with them for another hour or so before returning home. The rest of the scripts in my backpack aren’t so good either. I don’t think the author thought hard enough about naming his story Golden Streams.

Among the rest is The Crackling, Mega Saturn, Apocalypse: Vulgar Storm, Order and Terror, and Countdown to Darkness.

I’m ready to head out whenever.
No. 1063898 ID: 9e7305

Maybe he knew exactly what he was doing. Check Mega Saturn next!
No. 1063901 ID: 24081b

Mega Saturn then Countdown to Darkness!
No. 1063958 ID: b1805a


Yeah, if there's nothing left to do, might as well head out and reflect on how our weird autonomic writing might just elaborate on the more subconscious aspects of the dream.

(I feel we should memorialize all these horrible show names as some kind of kind of warning on how NOT to do the thing.)
No. 1064120 ID: 11f77a
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I say goodbye to the Gaps and take a long walk home. Skipping Silenus, I’ll be there a lil’ early. Seb won’t come in for another couple of hours (unless something real shitty happened with a repair).

I could give some of these a read. Let’s see...

Mega Saturn. Surreal Science Fiction. Amid a galactic expansion of humanity, cryonic technician Marat Bower discovers and is enamored by a strange alien artifact known as The Cairn.
Yeah. Enamored could be an understatement. Slow start; there seems to be very minimal interaction with the world outside our protagonist’s space condo. I skip through a few pages because it’s so bizarre. I guess it’s symbolism? There’s a device that spews pink syrup depending on its mood? There’s a beast the protagonist often sees (or hallucinates?) as a multi-limbed red wolf called the Hate Machine, who requests some drug called Nixchromo. He’s portrayed like the Wonderland Caterpillar. Littered around his domain are the ‘heads of fairies’ he’s bitten off while lying in a pile of pillows. I think Bower is just losing his mind as a monotonous worker in this futuristic gray space civilization.
In vivid detail by the end of the second act there’s a musical number when the main character gets... intimate with the Cairn. There aren’t exactly specifics when it comes to sex scenes in screenplays; usually in a script it would be abbreviated to ‘they make love’. But this cryogenicist does some kind of... ‘courtship display’ to the Cairn. It’s not even, uh, handheld-sized; it’s a monolith. Could it be the movie Silenus is looking for to bring it back to its prime? Beats me.

Countdown to Darkness is another Science Fiction film, but probably utilizes action more. In a world taken over by a race known as the ‘darkmongers’, Elias Bethesda is a one-man rebel tasked to save his village when it’s time for the culling.
It’s your basic action flick. The science-y stuff is just a backdrop. Bit campy. B-movie vibe with bad dialogue. The script goes back and forth from the hero to the villainous leader chewing the scenery. It’s surprisingly a lot of dialogue and not a lot of action. The author tries to make it some diplomatic space opera but falls flat. Elias is part of a desert village like Tatooine moisture farms. He pulls a Rambo basically and that’s it. They try to set up a sequel.

I stop by the grocer’s on my way home; I should plan what food to make as I look through these stories. Maybe other plans for the rest of the night as well.
No. 1064126 ID: dee951


Well Mega Saturn isn't crap, it's that kind of kooky low budget art house flick that never makes any money but could maybe win a lot of very niche awards? That's not actually useless to the right people.
No. 1064139 ID: 8f9bc4

Countdown to Darkness has potential, if they can figure out something less pathetic to name their bad guys other than "darkmongers." Considering the rest of the script is amateurish trash, it's not likely that potential will be realized. I'd tell them to resubmit their idea once they've mentally matured beyond the age of 12.

Mega Saturn seems really promising. The author sounds a bit sex deprived though, finding weird sideways approaches to obsessing over making love. If there was some sort of twist to it, like a dark secret to the Cairn or some greater meaning behind the protagonist humping the hallucinatory space rock, it might work. As-is, it just sounds like an excuse to get some actor pole dancing against a space rock.
No. 1064148 ID: e5709d

Countdown to Darkness could literally take the timed mission approach and slowly decrease in quality as the timer approaches zero. Successful sabotages against the antagonists' plan to terraform reality would bring the quality back, meaning you get slow degradation of fight scenes into dim, gory blood-splattering battles between puppets that bursts into quality 4K victory scenes the moment the McGuffin device is blown up. This lets you save on the action animation budget and trick the audience into cheering for it!
No. 1064185 ID: 708905

So Mega Saturn just sound arthouse as fuck, which is fine if you like that sort of thing and have the right team to make it but at best it's going to be a niche cult hit.

Countdown to Darkness, swap some dialog for action and you've got solid B-grade sci-fi action. Not great not terrible.
No. 1064191 ID: a7a180

Countdown to Darkness is serviceable, just needs some rewrites.
Make some soup. Tomato soup with something to dip in it is delicious.
No. 1064202 ID: 8f9bc4


Be sure to pretend you're a vampire. That's an important part of tomato soup.
No. 1064246 ID: 15a025

Keep it cheap for dinner. Something simple like rice.
No. 1064355 ID: b1805a


Why be boring when you can toss in some thyme, cayenne, and a bay leaf after sauteing onions, celery, and green bell peppers together with sausage (or mushrooms if you'd like to go vegetarian), then add a can or two of red kidney beans (mashing about a third) to make some delicious red beans and rice (and potentially have some leftovers)?
No. 1064359 ID: 11f77a
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>Mega Saturn seems really promising
>Well Mega Saturn isn’t crap, it’s that kind of kooky low budget art house flick that never makes any money.
Hmm, I guess I could persuade Dolly to look into Mega Saturn, but she’ll think I’m a crazy person out for that $100. Which I am. I want that hundred! She never said Silenus had to actually make it a movie! The scripts will obviously be edited and handed off to several writers. The only obstacle is that Mega Saturn’s author will probably try to keep it to the original script to maintain his vision--meanwhile something like Countdown to Darkness can easily be reworked with the right people. This is kind of a best-of-the-worst situation and I could just hand in both anyway.

I’ve been walking all day so I’m very sweaty right now, especially from picking up the pace to get home before the grocery bags rip.

>Make some soup.
>Keep it cheap for dinner.
I couldn’t afford to purchase anything fancy like salmon or some ribeye. I’ve bought a plethora of ingredients for future dishes as well, something with red beans and sautéing onions perhaps. Got some milk. I’ll make something simple for now, like tomato soup. There were other things I needed to stock up on like toilet paper. $70 bucks spent, man...

My backpack is tossed onto a couch and I start putting food away. Turn on the television, play something over Netflix, and figure out what to do with the rest of my life.
No. 1064360 ID: 11f77a
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Sebastian walks in the apartment tired as hell. But I’m there to sweetly greet him from around the kitchen counters.

Marlene: Welcome home~

Seb: Hello, hon. Huh, are you... you’re cooking something?

Marlene: I sure am.

Seb: And not take-out? Or UberEats? Or TV dinners? Or leftover take-out?

Marlene: Maybe I’ll just make enough dinner for one...

Seb: I’m kid-ding. It smells very ... tomato-y. What is it?

Marlene: Tomatoes ... uh, soup. Gonna try to make it from scratch instead of from a can. I mean, there are canned crushed tomatoes but you get the gist. Grilled cheeses to complement. May be ready in about 20 minutes though. (And some rice thrown in.)

Seb: Well then, before I talk your ear off about work I’m just gonna get naked and take a shower.

Marlene: You go do that, hun.

And there he goes; he smells like a cold garage and a hint of his coworker’s cigarettes and vape pens. In other news: makin’ soup is easy; I can pay half-attention and throw away the last of the terrible scripts while keeping a few candidates.
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Seb: You got some red on your lips.

Marlene: I’m a vampire, couldn’t you tell?

Seb: Oh? Have I been fooled into eating some blood soup or something?

Marlene: I read a terrible script this morning about a fat vampire. He becomes some kingpin pimp nicknamed ‘Blood Sugar’ by the end.

He snorts and chuckles for a while. I guess he finds that pretty goddamn funny.

Seb: Horhorhohoho *snort* Sorry~ eh-heh heh That was so out of left field. Did you approve it?

Marlene: I dunno. They were all terrible to be honest. A few might raise some eyebrows. I hear Silenus aint doing so hot so it sounds like they need a golden script to bring them back on top.

Seb: You gonna write them one yourself?

Marlene: Don’t I wish. I can write better than any of these amateurs.

Seb: I’m glad you’re doing something, though. Even if it only happens today, ya know? I haven’t seen you ... ‘sure’ about something in a while, ya know? I dunno what.
No. 1064362 ID: d57b3f

Now might be a good time to come clean to him.
No. 1064371 ID: 8f9bc4

What did you have to come clean to, again?

Also what is a sheep doing eating a ribeye steak?
No. 1064372 ID: dee951


There are obviously SOME sort of domesticated animals in this universe. And it's difficult for pure herbivores to have the caloric energy density in their food for full sapience. And she needs to come clean to her boyfriend that she had a steamy kiss with a guy who wasn't him, before she came to her senses and pulled back.
No. 1064373 ID: 8f9bc4


But perhaps... she really is a vampire!!!?!

And oh right, her old boss. He is a handsome devil. Can't say she was wrong about kissing him, but I also can't say that her relationship with Seb could last if she worked at that place again. She can’t go back to that place so it's probably safe to just... it was just one time, nothing to bother him about.
No. 1064378 ID: dee951


Wow. Every single part of that message was wrong. She was absolutely wrong to kiss him, regardless of how handsome he is or isn't, that is NOT how committed exclusive relationships are supposed to work, AND she needs to tell the person she is in a committed relationship with about the indiscretion ASAP. And what does keeping her relationship with Seb have anything to do with what white collar place in the area she works at?? The two concepts are entirely unrelated. Also, delaying increases the negative ramifications of the eventual explosion when he inevitably finds out AND will eat at her!
No. 1064380 ID: 8f9bc4


No. 1064414 ID: b1805a


Please take it to /questdis or the IRC channel Discord server. You are encouraged to create a thread if one does not exist.
No. 1064546 ID: 11f77a
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>Now might be a good time to come clean to him
>It’s probably safe to just... it was just one time, nothing to bother him about.
I choke on my soup! Have I forgotten about that already? Just when the day was starting to feel like things aint so bad.

Seb: Whoah! Hey, hey. You alright?

Marlene: hnnk--coofcoof--yeah! ... It was a hot spot I guess. Hnk! You liking your soup?

Seb: It aint bad! It’s real good, Marley ♥

Seb: Drink your milk.

Marlene: Yeah-- thanks.

Oh man, why bring that up? I mean--of course it needs to be brought up. Does it have to be brought up at all, though? I’m willing to dismiss that kiss yesterday due to some weird supernatural shit going on in my brain. He’ll ask why I did it and I can’t respond with ‘lol, I dunno’.

Nonono. Not until I get to the bottom of this strange behavior. I just have to be more aware of what's happening to me. It slipped through once and never again.

Seb: You sure you’re good? You just got quiet all of a sudden.

Marlene: I’m fine! Tongue burnt. Will recover. Yes.

Marlene: Please tell me about your day at work!

Seb: Oh? Eh, it was nothing special. A bunch of cars to be inspected so it’s monotonous stuff. I replaced an oil pressure sending unit. That was fun. Not really. Work aint ever fun but I’m good at it. Or at least every project done feels good.

Seb: Say, is there anything you’d like to do tonight? We haven’t been out of the apartment for a while--I mean we can still stay in if you want. I just don’t know what I’m in the mood for. That’s all.
No. 1064550 ID: 006eb8

I've been really stressed, my mind has been going weird places of late. Think you could pamper me for a bit, then you could help me banish my sorrows with under a wave of orgasms and some happy exhaustion?
No. 1064552 ID: b1805a


>Getting out of the apartment
May have done that all day, but ... why not? Anywhere around to take a leisurely walk? Maybe a park or just some quiet street or something?

Just somewhere to talk about nothing and cool down, at least mentally.
No. 1064554 ID: 8f9bc4

boink his brains out!
No. 1064616 ID: f2320a

Been stressed if you dont have any ideas on where to go or do we could just spend some quality time as i fuck you up with fucking you will be like a mountain goat after i take you down brokeback mountain
No. 1064665 ID: dee951


Let's try to not be too cheesy in how we let him know, hahaha. Unless you have a specific way to be cheesy that you two enjoy?
No. 1064671 ID: 11f77a
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Marlene: Oh, I dunno--I’ve been out walking all day. I know you mean out of the apartment together. My legs are just aching a lil’. I ought to ride the bus tomorrow if they still hurt.

Seb: Fair enough.

Marlene: While today was a little better than usual, my mind has still been going to weird places. Think you can pamper me for a bit?

Seb: Oh, sure. Let me help with the dishes and we could just chillax on the couch.


Ah, that’s better. Not much to pamper other than brushing my horns or massaging my head. Seb’s catching up on a show where he’s a full season behind--I already know what’s happening so there’s less need to be invested. Gives me a reason to be invested in something else~
Other than the occasional quick handjob there hasn’t been much intimacy in the past month-and-a-half due to the unsynchronized lows we’ve been going through. Ya know: he arrives home tired and is quick to doze off one day--or I’m depressed and don’t have the will to initiate sex on another day.
No. 1064672 ID: 11f77a
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Somehow, I’ve segued away from pampering. We transfer to the bed, Seb’ll have to watch the rest of the episode later--he’s got other things to tend to.

Undressed, I slink my body over the cool bedsheets and present myself. A single hand grabs a cheek and the other guides him to my waiting slit.

Seb: Ahh~

Marlene: Hmm, missed it~?

Seb: It’s been for-fucking-ever.

Marlene: Just make it last.

Marlene: For me~

He slides in like he’s testing my depth; a careful rocking to agitate his nerves. He thrums. I coo. And I feel myself stretching to fit his girth. With two warm palms resting on my hips (as those thumbs nudge into my softer rump) he picks a tempo to fuck me to. And he's hilting me with each full thrust.

Damn this feels fucking good.

No. 1064673 ID: dee951

Keep it up, keep at it! You want to end up with both of you as exhausted puddles of goo at the end! ;)
No. 1064674 ID: a758c7

tell him how good he feels and how thick he is and how deep he's going, it'll drive him nuts
No. 1064675 ID: 8f9bc4

Hold him tight with everything you have; he's wonderful
No. 1064676 ID: e5709d

Did you forget the condom?
No. 1064677 ID: dee951


She might have an implant, at her age. That'd make sense.
No. 1064678 ID: 2fe8b5

Yeah, take it! Seriously though, that's pretty much all you can do unless you change positions.
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