Paranormal Investigator Quest 12

It's been a while, so here's a summary:

You're Rachel Li, an 18-yeard old college freshman who's gotten mixed up with some paranormal affairs. You've been recruited to the Paranormal Investigation Bureau, where you actually don't really do much except watch out for anything weird happening on-campus and otherwise stay on call for anything big that happens.

Personally, you were infected by some kind of fae disease when someone sent you to a brothel to subdue and capture a fae. Of course, being the risk-taking, paranormal-loving, kind of dumb you, you dyed your hair and did as they asked of you, because you really wanted to find out if the paranormal was real.

And it was, and you kind of messed up badly, but you managed to get out of your situation with a slight favor owed to the fae who infected you. You currently have the ability to force your body to modify itself by thinking really hard, along with a "reservoir" of power of sorts that powers that ability that you can kind of keep track of by a vague sense in your mind. So far, it seems the reservoir gets filled little by little whenever you managed to convince people, trick people, or inflict violence upon them. Summer, the fae who infected you, hinted that anything that would give you large amounts of pleasure would also fill your reservoir by large amounts, hint hint, but you aren't willing and currently don't need to take that road anytime soon.

The reservoir currently feels almost full enough to make a medium-sized "glamour", by which you mean you might be able to grow another limb or a tail or something. Unfortunately, glamour has upkeep costs, and the bigger the glamour, the more it costs. However, the bigger the glamour, the harder it is to break, which means that another limb might be able to take a few more hits than a glamour that just hardens your skin or something of the like.

(1/?)

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Currently, the glamours you're keeping active is one enhancing you muscle power, which allowed you to effortlessly subdue mark, and another one enhancing your overall stamina, which was enough for you to outrun Liza, at least for a mile or two. The costs of both glamours are decreasing as you keep them active, and you can feel them slowly becoming more solid and less likely to break the longer you keep them up.

Otherwise, you've also had a lot of practice improving your sensory glamour, by which you mean you had an extremely successful and somewhat traumatic training session in the girl's bathroom. Still, you find it easy enough to enhance your touch, vision, hearing, and smell, although you haven't tried taste yet and you're not sure if you want to.

Two odd things have happened with your glamour so far. One, you were able to mostly ignore the pain from the gigantic, stiched-up gash on your back you received when Summer infected you. Two, there was a moment where you were testing your endurance while racing Liza back when you feel as though you managed to use your glamour to create energy reserves out of thin air. Both will probably need more testing for you to be sure of the results.

Your friends at school are Laura, Mark, Chloe, Liza, Alice, and Caroline.

Liza is a girl you bumped into at your dining hall who seems to have gotten zombified off of a suspicious protein bar. You brought her an a trip to Chinatown to secure pig brains when she couldn't stomach normal food, beat up a suspicious ghoul-like cab driver, and then had your bureau check her out and verify that she had increased strength, endurance, and a weird kind of blood. By the end of the trip, you found out that pig brains did seem to cure her hunger and let her eat normal foods for a bit, and the two of you also went out for some ice cream afterwards.

She's got short, white-blonde hair and dark hazel eyes, and is about as tall as your 5' 6", maybe an inch taller.

(2/3)

Laura is your friend from high school, who is going out with Mark, a friend from college and apparently some kind of incubus. You had a bit of an argument with him when he accidentally attempted to seduce you, but you managed to get him to shut up and stay silent when you beat him down and persuaded him that things would go poorly if he told his people about you.

Laura is a little shorter than you, with black hair and brown eyes. Mark is a few inches taller than you, with a toned body, dark green eyes, and brown hair.

Chloe is a friend you met at college. She's an art student and kind of mischievous, and she's the one who brought the alcohol for the little party you had with your friends before winter break.

She's about the same height as you, with sky-blue eyes and dark hair that's usually in a ponytail.

(3/4)

Caroline is someone you met on the bus heading back to school, who made really weird cryptic comments about "things in the air" and wore a large furry cloak she made by herself. She's mostly normal otherwise, and invited you once to come watch a movie or something with her but you turned her down because you were kind of busy and it sounded like she had a date with her.

She's pretty tall, maybe around six feet, and has red hair and blue eyes.

Alice is your roommate, and then one you just went on a mini-road trip with to her house for winter break. She seems like one of those shut-in video gamers, but it turns out she also likes to go camping, hunting, and makes sure to work out and stay fit in general. You went home with her over break because her father, who's a police officer, hadn't called her in a week or so. It happens, sometimes, because he gets really busy with cases, but Alice is still slightly worried and you elected to go check with her to make sure everything was okay.

She's pretty short, maybe 5' 2", and she's got green eyes, short brown hair, and looks kind of small and cutesy overall. She also introduced you to a wider selection of video games, which is nice, and she's a good friend.

(4/4)

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Take your time reading, guys, it's been a long while.

It certainly has! Hope you had a productive 7 months.

Thanks! And I did, sort of, by being busy with school. Even more busy over the summer, but I've decided to make myself run on the weekends instead of just playing video games and reading.

Welcome back! I've missed this quest

Summer did nothing wrong!

Such productivity is heart-warming to see! The trick is picking a game that lends itself to being put down, like turn-based stuff, and playing after you post.

Right now, after a uneventful drive during which you're relatively sure no one was following you, you're at Alice's house. The two of you ate some food at some kind of Mexican place, and now it's about six o'clock.

The house is an average two-story suburban house, with a front porch and large windows facing the street along with a spacious driveway and garage. The lawn looks neat and well-maintained, although a bit yellow due to the ongoing drought.

The two of you grab your luggage and proceed to the front steps, where Alice rings the doorbell and waits for a few seconds with a hopeful look on her face. No one answers, so she pulls out a set of keys and unlocks the door, ushering you inside.

The interior is just as neat as you expected it to be, and there are a few pictures of Alice and the person who is presumably her father above the fireplace. In the pictures her father looks to be clean-shaven, with a strong jawline and a buzzcut. They're both holding hunting rifles in the picture with what seems to be a deer in front of them. You don't examine the picture too closely, in case it gets awkward.

"So, um, this is my house," Alice says. "Feel free to eat whatever's in the fridge. Pitcher's on the counter, and help yourself to the fruit and stuff."

You nod. "Thanks."

>Ask about she was planning to do over the break
>Ask about her father
>Ask her about the picture
>Let her go do her own stuff, and you can go chill with your laptop and rest until tomorrow morning
>Other? (Write-in)

>Ask about she was planning to do over the break
Let's clarify plans so we can tailor our schedule for the next few days!
How long is this break anyway, we staying here a weekend, a week?

Thanks for running.

Your parents were fine with you staying however long you wanted, because they're pretty happy that you're making friends so fast in college.

Alice is staying home for the break, since she has no reason to go back to school during it anyways.

You've packed enough clothes and toiletries to stay for as long as necessary.

Alice doesn't seem to mind you staying for the break.

Huh, alright. Well we can see what happens then, not like we're gonna leave in a day or two anyway.

>Ask if she could show you the guest room
>Ask about she was planning to do over the break
>Ask about her father

I've been waiting for this!

We've all waited quite a while, really. Good things are supposed to come, right?

>>Ask about she was planning to do over the break

Okay, I'll be writing but I'll also take anything else if you can put it up in time since this is kind of an open vote.

> ask her dad's normal work hours

This is a pretty good question too, I'll back it. Might get us some more info about the situation.

I kinda figured you'd run on akun. Still this is fine.

Honestly, I think I might ask people if they want to run here or on akun, because I don't know the extent of the overlap between Veeky Forums and akun and I'd like to see what the majority thinks before I do anything.

I don't really mind either way. Akun chat is a bit more shitposty but also more active. That said I don't follow your other quest there so I dunno what the experience there is.

It gets very salty at times for certain quests, but I think my quest has been okay. The chat is usually pretty productive most of the time.

This chat is generally better, but akun might be more popular.

Biggest advantage akun has is the timer till next run. But having a twitter counters that if you just announce in advance.

I see. Well you might as well run it the place you find easiest/best really.

>It gets very salty at times for certain quests,
Only promises of power and that would probably be salty if it ran on Veeky Forums.

I don't really mind either way, but Akun is easier to access than archives and things generally do get more viewers there. I get about ~40 or so for my other quest, while this one doesn't get nearly as much haha.

Pokegirl trainer suffered a horrible death very quickly.

Oh, that much? Well, there's no guarantee this one would get as much, maybe the other one appeals to more anons or something. But I suppose it probably wouldn't hurt at least.

I glanced at that one and it sadly looked really badly written, so I'm surprised it got heated enough for salt at all.

Agreed, it was weird, don't know what the anons expected.

Hm yeah, I'll just ask. I actually didn't expect the other quest to get so decently popular, especially since it's not marked NSFW and doesn't have smut or anything.

"So, uh, what were you planning on doing over the break?" you ask her.

She rummages through the fridge, frowning as she pulls out a peach. "Actually, don't help yourself to the fruit," she says. "I think Dad forgot to throw them away, he eats out too much for his own good." She blinks. "Oh, uh, I dunno. Just playing video games and going outside for a bit, probably. It doesn't snow much around here, so we can go camping or something if you want."

"Sounds interesting," you tell her. "That would be fun. Where am I sleeping, anyways?"

"Guest room," she says, tossing a bag of peaches into the trash. "I'll show you after I clean this up."

You nod, crouching over to help her looking through the fridge. "So your dad's a police officer?" you ask her, pulling out a container of yogurt and looking for the expiration date.

"Yup. He usually comes home pretty late, and sometimes he just takes a nap in his chair at the station." She shakes her head when you show the expiration date, and you toss that out too.

"Uh, isn't today Sunday?" you ask her.

She grins ruefully. "Cops work weekends too," she says, brushing her hands over the trash can before washing them in the sink. "He's like a sergeant or something, so he has to supervise people, and he doesn't like taking time off."

"Dang," you say, also washing your hands.

The guest room she shows you is nice, spacious, and about the size you normally expect. The bed is all neat and tidy, with thick covers and a stack of blankets folded into a square at the foot of the bed. There's a desk in the room, too, with a lamp, and there's an overhead light and a fan.

"Well, this is your room," Alice says as you flop onto the bed. "You like it?"

"Mmmm," you mutter into the bed. "Yeah, it's pretty comfy."

Alice chuckles. "Well, is there anything else you want to ask me? I was thinking we could play some video games or something and head to bed early, and then we can go surprise Dad at the station tomorrow morning."

>Play video games, head to bed early.
>Look around the house more for fun.
>Ask Alice questions? (Write-in)
>Do something else? (Write-in)

>Look around the house more for fun.

>Play video games, head to bed early.
We can ask her stuff while playing!
Has her dad always been this busy? Did she have to fend for herself at home a lot when she was younger or?

>Look around the house more for fun.
>Ask Alice questions? (Write-in)
Ask if she's planning to meet up with any friends while she's home?

>Look around the house more for fun.

Yeah I passed on they as well.

Looking around, asking Alice stuff.

Oh man, several months and the quest starts again. Sorry that I can't stick round for the revival, but hope it goes well!

Oh boy, let's hope questions don't get uncomfortable.

Video games

Any bets on what kinda spooky case this is gonna end up being? I'm thinking it's time for some good old classic monster like ghost or werewolf or some shit.

Vampire.

I'm going for something more unusual , like maybe a rakshasa.

Incubus rape case.

So lewd, user!

...

"Hmm, well, can I just wander around your house for a bit?" you say, grinning. "I'm kind of curious about you do at home."

"...I don't really have anything interesting," Alice says, shrugging. "I'm on the computer most of the time anyways."

"Still," you insist.

Alice rolls her eyes. "Alright, fine, I'll take you on a tour of Alice's House. That'll be fifty dollars." She holds out her hand.

You high-five her, and she tsks but shows you around anyways. Her room isn't very decorated, featuring nothing more than a few old toys and books on her bookshelf along with a teddy bear on her bed. She pats the teddy bear while you look around and make obligatory "oohing" and "aahing" sounds.

The hallways are honestly more interesting, as they're lined with pictures of Alice and her father that she coughs and tries to get you to look away from. There are a few pictures of her dad looking younger and with longer hair with another woman, who presumably is Alice's mother going by their similar looks.

Lots of the scenes are outdoors, whether its kayaking or cliffdiving or...

"Is that a picture of you skydiving?" you ask her in awe.

"Yeah," Alice says, shrugging, but there's a smile on her face. "That was interesting. I think Dad almost chickened out right before we jumped, but it wasn't too dangerous because we had to jump with like two instructors anyways."

"Was it fun?" you ask.

"Definitely."

In the garage, she shows you where the camping equipment is kept in large boxes. The boxes are made of thick plastic, and there are pieces of tape with names "ALICE COLGAN" and "LEE COLGAN" written on them. There are even little wheels and handles that would allow someone to wheel them around with relative ease.

"It keeps all the camping stuff from deteriorating," she explains.

She then points to another large locked cabinet. "The gun safe is behind here," she says. "Don't mess around with it, alright?"

(1/2)

You nod, and she unlocks it, unlocks the safe inside, and shows you the collection of guns. There are two rifles, two pistols, two shotguns, and a few boxes of ammo on the shelves in the safe.

"Uh, so yeah, don't touch these guns. At all. Like, seriously, look, but don't touch."

You nod respectfully. You don't really know what model or caliber any of them are, but they look, um, like guns.

Alice closes the safe, locks it, locks the cabinet, and then locks the garage door when the two of you leave. There isn't anything else of interest in the garage, aside from the white jeep in the garage that you drove here in. Apparently, her dad gets to take his cop car home, so Alice gets her own car to use.

"Well, there isn't really anything else," Alice says, clearly itching to get to her computer.

"Hmm," you drawl, purposefully prolonging her suffering, and she glares at you. "Any friends you're gonna meet up with over the break?"

"Oh," she says, surprised. "Um, well, I have one friend I was planning on meeting up with. Her name's Sam. I was going to meet her Wednesday or something, but we don't really have anything planned. She's still a senior in high school."

You nod. "Do I get to meet her?"

"No, of course not. I'm just going to leave you at home while I go off to have fun," Alice snarks.

You can't help but laugh at that.

After a snack and some fruit juice of dubious quality, you play some video games with her in her room, since both of you brought your laptops. As planned, the two of you call it a night quite early, at about eleven, since you currently plan on getting up around six, having breakfast, and then heading over to the police station.

>Get up at a different time? (Write-in)
>What do you plan on bringing?
>>Work phone
>>Personal phone
>>Bike light
>>Anything else?
>Go ask Alice if you can stop by a department store or something of the like

>>Work phone
>>Personal phone
Let's relax a bit for now, it IS technically our break. As long as we don't neglect anything.

>>>Work phone
>>>Personal phone

>you call it a night quite early, at about eleven
>eleven
>early

>Get up a couple hours earlier and go for a run to exercise and check out the neighborhood.
>>Personal phone
>>Bike light
Not sure what we could want to buy since we don't know what we're up against.
Also it's 4AM here so I gotta sleep, don't steer us wrong anons.

It's early if you're in college user!

Pfffhahaha.
I went to bed at 1 or 2 am on most of my college nights, even though I had to get up at 6.

Sleep is super important, I'm a 2d girl when I sleep.

How did you get enough sleep then?

I slept like 24-30 hours each weekend!

>You nod respectfully. You don't really know what model or caliber any of them are, but they look, um, like guns.
We should probably into guns at some point.

I dunno if sleep functions that way...but if it worked for you, well hey.

I never said that I didn't feel sleep deprived constantly.

Depends user, a lot of things we might find hostile to us probably aren't very scared of guns sadly.

Well it doesn't seem like her dad is a homicide detective or anything.

>>Personal phone

Night!

Just your phones, then. Writing!

Gotta stay connected after all.

We should still learn how to take apart a hangun and put it back together as well as some practice at a range.

And chunks of metal spinning through the air so fast they rip through the sound barrier are still a big deal to a lot of things.

Hey, who wants to do a perception roll? 1d100, best of three!

Rolled 41 (1d100)

We could ask our employer if they could fix us up with something, and how effective it'll probably be.

Man I consider getting a good sleep to be a kind of hedonism.

Rolled 17 (1d100)

How did dice work again, this right?

Rolled 49 (1d100)

Rolled 73 (1d100)

Here we go! Did we roll high or low in this quest again?

We're all failures!

Roll high haha.

Okay writing!

>needing a spot check.

Curse my slow rolling!

We're gonna get ambushed and kidnapped for sure!

Trips confirm.

Morning comes around, and after a quick shower and going to Alice's room and shaking her awake, the two of you end up sitting at the dining table. Alice looks half-dead, a towel around her neck as she sits there in her tank top and shorts.

She points to the top of the fridge where the cereal is kept, and you grab it for her and take the milk of the fridge.

"Huh, guess this milk hasn't expired yet," you mention, pouring it into your bowl.

Alice says something like "uh-huh", but you can't really tell. You pour her some cereal and some milk.

"Oh, it says it's ultra-pasteurized. That makes sense, I guess," you say, taking a spoonful of cereal.

Alice grumbles.

After a bit more pointing and turning on the coffee machine, Alice finally wakes up as she gulps down her steaming concoction.

"So are we taking the car?" you ask Alice.

She nods, and then yawns. "Yeaaah. You wanna drive again, and I'll give you the directions?"

"Sure. How far is it, anyways?"

Alice thinks for a moment. "Ten, fifteen minutes? It's only a couple of miles away."

"Sounds good," you tell her. "Let's go."

You finish your breakfast, wash the bowls in the sink, and the two of you grab your stuff before you head out. Alice doesn't seem to have anything on her, until you look closely at the side of her hip and notice a slight bulge.

"Uh... is that a pistol?" you ask her.

She grins. "I have a permit. Ten rounds in the magazine, one in the chamber, if you're wondering."

"Alright," you say. "That is, uh, scary."

She shrugs. "I'm not expecting anything, but, you know, just in case. It's always nice to be prepared."

"Right."

(1/2)

There aren't that many people on the road at this time of the morning, and the sky is just starting to brighten a little. Nothing happens during the drive, until you get near the station and there's a sign on the road that's blocking your way.

"Construction ahead?" you say, annoyed. "Come on."

"Weird," Alice comments.

You circle around the block and try to find another way to the station, only to find your way blocked by another sign.

"Alright, what the hell," you say.

"Let's just get out and go by foot," Alice says, reaching for the door. "We don't have anything we need to carry anyways."

>Get out and go on foot
>Screw it, move the signs out of the way and go by car.
>Do something else? (Write-in)

(2/2)

>Get out and go on foot
>>Start up Pokemon GO

Well this isn't spook at all!
>Get out and go on foot

>Get out and go on foot
The whole station being blocked off should arouse some suspicion/interest from the local government. Maybe it's super recent, or there's some supernatural shenanigans afoot.

...

I'm away for now, if we get the chance to snoop around some we should take it. Maybe we can get another roll and actually succeed!

Writing!

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Oh yeah, roll a 1d100, best of three, for me to see how things go for now!

By the way, is the area around the roadblocks and towards the station completely empty, or are there a few people out? We should probably watch out for anyone we come across.

Rolled 61 (1d100)

Done~

That will be shown!

Rolled 9 (1d100)

Rolled 12 (1d100)

Alrighty then, writing!

Dice, please.
At least 61 is almost competent.

"Let's do it," you agree, hopping out of the car.

You lock the doors and hand the keys off to Alice, who pockets them and surreptitiously checks her gun.

The police station is just up ahead, and you quickly begin walking down the street. Alice is keeping pace with you, and almost starts jogging as she keeps an eye out on her surroundings.

She's the one who first spots something, and nudges you to turn when she does so. There's a police car approaching you from behind, although the lights are off and it isn't going particularly fast.

When it catches sight of you, however, it starts to speed up. You're already in the station's parking lot, however, and if you sprint you could probably make it to the front entrance way ahead of the cop car coming down the street.

"You recognize the driver?" you ask Alice.

She shakes her head. "I don't think so, and it's too far and dark right now anyways. You wanna wait up for it?"

>Run for the front door
>Wait for the car
>Do something else? (Write-in)

>Run for the front door