Invincible: One Week

[Doktorsandvich]

>dude, get some eggs, eat till your full, egg the people you don't want to say fuck you too! The perfect plan!

[goggleman64]

> GET SOME EGGS

> GET SOME TOAST

> COMPLIMENT THE CHEF'S MOUSTACHE

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Ah, The Shed. You've been frequenting this place for months. It's not the most glamorous of restaurants, but the food's solid and the staff is excellent. Speaking of the staff, no one seems to be around!

"Misca!" you yell out.

"Yes? Oh! Shaw!"

"You working right now?" you ask.

"Yeah. No one's stopped by yet, so I took a nap."

"That doesn't seem like the best way to let people know you're actually open", you reply.

"Probably not. So, can I get you anything?"

"Yeah. Let's see, what do I want today..." you questing yourself, out loud.

>dude, get some eggs, eat till your full

> GET SOME EGGS

> GET SOME TOAST

"I'll take some eggs! Scrambled, no butter or anything, please. And some toast, if you don't mind", you finally decide.

"On it! This will only take a moment."

So. You have a few minutes to kill.

[Phevnil]

Wonder how you will pay for this.

[Varkarrus]

> 6 copper.

[goggleman64]

> Well! Chat with Misca while she cooks, I should think. Does she happen to know that, if all goes according to plan, she'll never see you again?

> Otherwise, make a list of all the people you need to tell off before the day's out.

[UnsubRedun]

> Well! Chat with Misca while she cooks, I should think. Does she happen to know that, if all goes according to plan, she'll never see you again?

You'd love to have a nice chat with your friend, but she should probably focus fully on cooking. She's... not the best.

> Otherwise, make a list of all the people you need to tell off before the day's out.

This, though, is not a bad idea! You don't have anything to write a list down on, or with, for that matter, but you figure you'll be able to remember everything.

Let's see... you already tried to tell Ms. Sirkus, but you figure you'll be able to catch her tonight when you get home. Telling poor little Misca is going to break her heart, but this is something you have to do. You already told your friend Holden, and you're about to swing by Castellan's bar to get your final payment.

Oh, and you should stop by the guardhouse to let everyone know that you're leaving. You should at least tell... Captain Antioch!

"Hey."

"What are you doing down here in the slums?" you inquire towards your old friend.

"Just making sure you're stayin' out of trouble. I didn't see you at the training facilities, so I came down to check up on you."

"Yeah, I slept in a bit. Listen, I have something I need to tell you. I'm-" you begin.

"Do you smell something burning?"

[DenizenShipper]

Eat it anyway. Wash it down with a burnt cup of orange juice.

Miska: Be distracted by passing romantic interest.

[Pick Yer Poison]

"It's probably your house. I had a pretty crazy time with your mother last night."

[goggleman64]

> Apologize -- offer to go somewhere more pleasant-smelling to talk while Misca . . . deals with that.

[Whimbrel]

Go help Misca with that!

[UnsubRedun]

Go help Misca with that!

"You need help back there?" you ask, offering your assistance.

Miska: Be distracted by passing romantic interest.

"Nope, nothing's wrong, what are you talking about?" replies Misca, before returning to her job of setting fire to your meal. She is quite distracted by something already, it seems.

> Apologize -- offer to go somewhere more pleasant-smelling to talk while Misca . . . deals with that.

"Wanna step aside and not breathe in smoke?" you ask your friend.

"Nah, I'm heading out, anyway. Some hooligans were throwing rocks at Miss Sirkus' window, again. I need to go kick their asses. Listen, come by the office later and let me know what's goin' on, alright?"

"Yeah... can do", you reply.

"Enjoy your... meal."

And with that, Antioch departs. For justice.

"Here's your food... or, what's left of it."

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Happy Halloween, everyone!

"It's probably your house. I had a pretty crazy time with your mother last night."

This is a little too out of character to post, but it made me laugh, if that counts for anything. Didn't expect a "your mom" joke.

Eat it anyway. Wash it down with a burnt cup of orange juice.

Saving this part for next update.

[Whimbrel]

Act like this "meal" is delicious. Try to gently drop in that you're leaving forever.

[Pick Yer Poison]

Wow, you're probably the only customer she still gets, assuming she's the only cook here. You'd better eat that meal anyway, you might hurt her feelings.

Or you could flip it in her face and tell her to screw off. I mean, everyone in town is on your list, right? You'd better get started.

[Chwoka]

SHOVE IT DOWN HER EARS AND TELL HER TO COOK BETTER

[goggleman64]

> Consume awful breakfast

> Smile painfully

> Break news

[UnsubRedun]

Eat it anyway.

Act like this "meal" is delicious.

> Consume awful breakfast

Wow, you're probably the only customer she still gets, assuming she's the only cook here. You'd better eat that meal anyway, you might hurt her feelings.

You begin to think she accidentally gave you the charcoal she used to light the oven, instead.

You begin to wish she accidentally gave you the charcoal she used to light the oven, instead.

The flavor is horrific. It tastes like you're brushing your teeth with a mixture of ash, rust, and sadness. The texture is none-too-good, either. Like rubbing your mouth with sand paper. You feel this "food" split into fine, sand-like remnants in your soul. You'll be hearing the awful crunch in your nightmares.

She's improved!

You begin to speak, after you force the lump of depression down your gullet.

> Break news

Try to gently drop in that you're leaving forever.

"Hey, listen..." you begin in a somber tone. Misca seems to instantly know something's wrong, and it isn't her cooking this time.

"I'm... leaving", you finally muster up the courage to say.

"For real this time?"

"Yeah", you reply.

"I suppose, one of these days, you'd eventually go through with it. Well... good luck."

"I'm not leaving yet. I haven't even got my ticket. I'm going to go pick up my last paycheck here in a bit. Speaking of which, I need to pay you..."

"No. Consider it... a going away present."

Well, now you're kinda depressed. After your... fall from grace, so to speak, Misca here was one of the only few friends you've been able to make. Aside from her, your upstairs neighbor, and a few members of the Guard, everyone else seems ot want to pretend you don't exist.

You're not sure what to say, and neither is Misca. You figure now would be a good time to check off some things on your list.

What do you know, you ain't done shit.

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Hey! Sorry I update so late, I don't get out of class until like, five, and I need to spend a little time when I get home working on my monthly projects before I can set aside time for myself. Hopefully, soon, I can jump up to several updates a day.

The story I had in mind for this adventure is starting to pick up, so expect to see some more interesting characters and locations and events soon! I won't be throwing in this sad, mushy stuff too often, so you don't have to worry about this adventure dragging on like this too often.

Edit: Fixed image size.

[Whimbrel]

Can you "GET PAID" yet, or shall we wander around some more?
I recommend somewhere with trees.

[Doktorsandvich]

>Invite her to come along, and be some sick nasty theives, she gets the goods, you take care of anyone in your way.

[Pick Yer Poison]

Remember to tell her to go to hell before you leave!

[EnigmaticD]

Remember to tell her to go to hell before you leave!

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What prompted that response?

[Pick Yer Poison]

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What prompted that response?

Well, the list says to tell everyone to go to hell. Gotta complete the list, right?

[EnigmaticD]

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What prompted that response?

Well, the list says to tell everyone to go to hell. Gotta complete the list, right?

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Thing is, though, he says goodbye to the people he cares about. The others are told to go to hell. "Tell everyone goodbye. Tell everyone else to go to hell." I have a feeling that Misca doesn't fall into the category of "everyone else".

[Yamtaggler]

>Give poor Misca a hug before you leave. Promise to write, or if that doesn't seem feasible, promise to send smoke signals or something.

[goggleman64]

> Paying off debts seems like the most pressing issue. To whom do you owe the debts? Maybe you can get some of them forgiven.

> In addition, maybe Misca knows how you could earn some extra dough fast.