So You've Been Summoned By A Goddess: An Isekai Joint

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[X] Take the stocking, the box and run. If Nico was willing to shoot you for it, it must be important.
-[X] He can have it later...probably. Maybe? Hopefully!
 
[X] Use Nico as a distraction and make up with the princess. She was a pretty good sport about the whole German Suplex thing. She might even infodump for you!

deals are boring i want more suplex
 
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[X] Use Nico as a distraction and make up with the princess. She was a pretty good sport about the whole German Suplex thing. She might even infodump for you!

deals are boring i want more suplex
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There will be plenty more suplexes if and when you find the Beastman Fight Club. :V
Adhoc vote count started by FourthWall on May 7, 2019 at 4:26 PM, finished with 12 posts and 10 votes.
  • [X] Give him your outfit. A deal's a deal.
    [X] Use Nico as a distraction and make up with the princess. She was a pretty good sport about the whole German Suplex thing. She might even infodump for you!
    [X] Get Nico to fight the rabbit knight with you. Recurring mid bosses need to be challenged properly.
    [X] Take the stocking, the box and run. If Nico was willing to shoot you for it, it must be important.
    -[X] He can have it later...probably. Maybe? Hopefully!
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From Zero Act 4
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    [X] Give him your outfit.

    You give Nico your outfit. You had a reputation of being fair and honest in Shura-cho, no reason to stop now. You always did right by Nico, anyway.

    It feels nice working with him again.
    Gives you the warm fuzzies. You're too embarrassed to say it to his face, you consider him a soulmate. Or at least a bro for life.

    You're not sure how broships work as a girl, honestly. Do they have to be romantic? Can you even be a girl bro? Girls are bros to each other sometimes, does that count? Are you going to have to call Nico Sis, like Miss Nanaya wanted you to?

    You fret internally as you step out of the black jumpsuit. You feel free, able to breathe again.

    You hand the jumpsuit over to Nico. "Feels good to be out of that thing."

    Nico takes it, appraises it. "I'm surprised you didn't rip it."

    "You saying I'm fat?"

    "I'm saying your boobs were up to your neck." He gestures for emphasis. "You looked like one of Becky's girls."

    "Helena Hex was a gravure idol," you say, inching towards the box.

    "You looked good in it." Nico suits up, the jumpsuit baggy on his lithe frame. He's not looking at you and he's not sitting on the box.

    "Really?" You're within snatching distance.

    "Really," Nico says. "Maybe we can have some fun with it later."

    You choke, freezing mid box grab. "What kind of fun?"

    "That's for me to know," he points his crossbow between your eyes, still not looking at you, "and you to find out. So please don't do anything stupid, Ash."

    "Fine, fine." You back off, adjusting your partner's strap. "Have the stupid box. I'll get my cheat powers somewhere else."

    "Atta girl," Nico tucks his crossbow in the jumpsuit's pockets. You've seen enough concealed weapons to notice the crossbow's bulge, even in something this baggy.

    You also notice another bulge. "I-Is that a banana clip, Nico, or a-are you happy to see me...?"

    "It's definitely like a banana." Nico turns to you, smiling his ladykiller smile. "Wanna peel open and see?"

    You scream.

    "Just kidding." He laughs. "Damn, you're gullible."

    You reach for your partner in anger, Nico waistlocks you, pinning your hands to your sides. He's really close and his hands are on the small of your back and he smells good and your heart's beating super fast and this is really weird.

    "You know I have a reputation, Ash." His breath is hot on your face, his eyes make you feel like prey.

    You know his reputation. Nightmare Nico, the Smiling Death. Playboy, ladykiller, murderer. A bad boy and a worse monster, a shark prowling Shura-cho's red tide. He always treated you kindly, but you knew he was a hot headed, stone cold killer.

    And it's turning you on.

    Why is it turning you on?

    Your knees are weak, your lips are parted. You've lost your thing but you're stiffening anyway.

    "...Eep." You're torn between headbutting him and pushing your hips against him. This is too intimate, boy or girl.

    You're scared, not just of Nico but of how he's making you feel. You always felt awkward at how pretty Nico was, but being a girl has made you notice how masculine he is. How his arms are tense cables, how his hands are rough from holding firearms.

    "What happened to n-n-not making this weirder?" You stammer, face and other places hot.

    "I'm a boy and you're a girl," he whispers in your ear. It tickles. "There's nothing weird about this, Ashley."

    You hear the footsteps growing closer. You're surprised to hear them over the sound of your own heart. You've never had a member of the opposite sex this close before without a fight breaking out.

    You'd keep that streak alive if you could just calm down.

    "C-Coming!" You twitch, bucking your hips to break his hold on you.

    Nico whistles. "Already?" He swoops with you behind the stairwell's arch, right as the rabbit knight's guard marches past.

    A small part of you swoons. In your dreams you were a princess, taken by a Byronic baron. The rest of you screams. You don't want your Byronic bro to make a woman out of you.

    You lock the swooning side back in its cage and tap on Nico's arm. "I'm sorry for the stocking and trying to steal the box. Please let me go before I lose what pride as a man I have left."

    "Good girl."

    "I was a guy," you pout.

    "And now you're not and better for it." He trades the waistlock for a hand on the shoulder. "Meet me at the Dragon Slave Inn. Big sign, can't miss it. It's where all the adventurers go, so weirdos like us will blend in. I'd change the look, though, they might have an APB on you."

    You nod. "Got it."

    "And Ash?"

    "Yeah, Nico?"

    He grabs your chin and kisses you on the forehead. "I really am glad to see you again."

    You stumble back, legs finally giving out. You're not falling for Nico, but you are falling down a flight of stairs.

    "Aw fuck," you both say.

    Your partner, clearly jealous, is no help.

    [ASH took falling damage!]
    [ASH took sexuality damage!]
    [NICO used POTION on ASH!]

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    After you could feel your legs, you take up Nico's advice and look for a change of clothes. Conveniently, you ran into a quartet of adventurers on your way out of the castle, all wearing class-coded outfits. After some back-alley persuasion from your partner, one of them graciously offers their outfit to you. They even gave you some money!

    What a nice person.

    [What disguise does Ash wear to the Dragon Slave Inn?]
    [ ] Assassin's Cloak, when you need to be mysterious and/or flash someone.
    [ ] Mage's Robes, wizard hat and virginity included.
    [ ] Shaman's Vestments, for the discerning miko. You're not sure about the fox ears and tail, though.
    [ ] Battle Bikini, the sexiest refuge in audacity.
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    • [X] Shaman's Vestments, for the discerning miko. You're not sure about the fox ears and tail, though.
      [X] Battle Bikini, the sexiest refuge in audacity.
      [X] Assassin's Cloak, when you need to be mysterious and/or flash someone.
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    • [X] Shaman's Vestments, for the discerning miko. You're not sure about the fox ears and tail, though.
     
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    ...Chainsaw makes that bikini far too tempting...
    But now, let us commune with the spirits of TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE!!
    [X] Shaman's Vestments, for the discerning miko. You're not sure about the fox ears and tail, though
     
    [X] Battle Bikini, the sexiest refuge in audacity.

    That fits best with the chainsaw honestly. We need those sweet near naked berserker vibes.
     
    [X] Battle Bikini, the sexiest refuge in audacity.

    Who need magic when you got a big sword of death at your side.
     
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    [X] Shaman's Vestments, for the discerning miko. You're not sure about the fox ears and tail, though.

    Tamamo! Tamamo! Yes!
     
    From Zero Act 5.1
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    • Miko~n it is. To tell you the truth, I was rooting for the Battle Bikini. :V
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    [X] Shaman's Vestments

    You like your current outfit.

    Know what else you like?

    Mikos.

    You fell in love with a dancing miko as a child, when your parents took you to Japan on business. You learned later their business was assassination, but hey; it meant you got to travel a lot.

    They'd buy you ice cream after a job, which was nice.

    But back to the mikos. You were a young, effete boy, often teased for being too girly. You hated it. But when you saw that miko dance with the gods, you decided that girly was the best thing to be.

    Which is why you divested the miko looking girl of her outfit. Well that, and she had a similar body as you.

    You asked if the ears and tail were cosplay. She said no, that she was Beastkin from the far East. You asked her if she knew where Japan was, she told you it was a heavenly, faraway land where many of this world's champions hail.

    You told her her you were from Japan, chest swelling with secondhand patriotism.

    She laughed in your face. The heroes from Japan had black hair and black eyes, she told you, although she thought your blue eyes were pretty.

    Your partner didn't find it very funny.

    She was very calm about being made to strip at chainsaw point, all things considered. She told you Beastkin had no nudity taboo and the clothes she wore were more a courtesy to others.

    You thanked her for her clothes and her cooperation, she thanked you for a "proper starting adventurer experience." She even paid you to say some low-level punk lines while prodding her with your partner.

    That stung a little. You were a lot of things in Shura-cho, but low-level wasn't one. At least she didn't try out her powers on you; it'd suck to be summoned as Trash Thug A.

    Noticing your displeasure, she showed you how to put on the miko outfit: where to fold, where to cinch, where to tuck. She offered you sarashi for support, you decided to keep your bra. Once the outfit was complete, you felt it strumming with power. You tried to tap into it, your nose started bleeding.

    You also grew fox ears and a tail. White, like the girl you took the outfit from.

    [ASH equipped Shaman's Vestments!]
    [ASH gained Fox Ears!]
    [ASH gained Fox Tail!]

    She laughed, maybe you were from Japan. Your new furry bits came from tapping into her power dyeing that outfit. She said your partner was dyed in power too, weakly. Japanese were able to control the power of this world instinctively. She expected more from you; the ears and tail were merely cosmetic. She tittered; maybe you weren't truly Japanese.

    Well you were Japanese in all but the legal sense; you were heading to the naturalization office before you got summoned. Your soul was Japanese and that's all that mattered, no matter what some mom-type monster girl said.

    More frustrated than you thought you'd be in a miko outfit, you head toward the Dragon Slave Inn. You flip the White Mage-esque hood over your head, just in case. Your newfound ears pop out from side slits.

    The castle city looked like someone's city builder had gone feral. Architecture from different places and eras made mismatched Lego art on haphazard blocks. Streets cut, twisted and turned in abstract dances; you're sure you went around in circles at least twice.

    By the time you get to the Dragon Slave, you're tired, your feet hurt, and you've been hit on at least a dozen times. The attention was flattering. Overwhelming, but flattering. And you didn't get a wedgie!

    When you step into the Dragon Slave Inn, someone gets thrown out. It's a little green man, fresh faced and boyish.

    The little green man cries out in an adolescent voice "I'm old enough, man!"

    The bartender, a literal bear man, says back "Company card says you're six."

    "That's like thirty in gob years!" The little green man huffs, pulling a threadbare black cloak around himself, and vanishes.

    You look to where he was, than look to where you are. It's a JRPG after-party. Elves, dwarves and demons play drinking games while humans hit on anything that moves.

    A girl you're pretty sure is a vampire chugs red wine with a dragon girl and a wolf girl while bitching about her boss. The other two join in after a few drinks.

    A trio of Japanese JKs, one goth, one Gal, one class rep, scheme at a side table. A fat sack of gold bleeds on their table.

    There's a boy who looks like Nico in a kung-fu tunic, gesturing wildly to a gigantic oni girl while a kid with a rifle way too big for her watches. The oni grabs the boy and licks his face. The kid spits out her coffee, laughing.

    You can't find Nico, so you head to the bar. You have to swerve to avoid a wagon train of fairies. It looks like they're serving half the menu to a redheaded mage and her stripperiffic partner at a corner table.

    You squeeze past them and flag down the bear man.

    He hands you a glass of mead and nods towards the end of the bar. "On him."

    It's Nico, in an assassin-like cloak. You can see the TenCo jumper underneath. He winks.

    You walk over to him, avoiding a healthy chocolate elf drunkenly wrestling a chubby vanilla elf.

    "Nice ears," he says.

    "Came with the outfit," you say. Your fox ears twitch cutely.

    "That enough of a cheat skill for you?"

    "Nah," you say, "I got mocked by the previous owner for not having one."

    "It is pretty weird you didn't get one," he says.

    "Maybe I've got a hidden power?" You bend over to sit on reflex, end up sitting in Nico's lap.

    "Maybe I should've gotten another chair," Nico says.

    You glance at the elves fighting. "Because I'm built for two?"

    "Because I didn't save you a seat," he says. "Although you can ride me if you like. There's a prize if you last long enough."

    You snort, blushing, realizing what you're sitting on. You get off of Nico. "Does that ever work?"

    "About three drinks in, yeah." Nico offers you his seat.

    You take it, he leans against the wall. He looks like he's trying to be cool.

    "You just wanted to do the wall leaning thing, didn't you?"

    "I don't have to answer that." He hands you a map.


    "So we're on the northern bit of the southern continent, halfway between Astrolabes and Alchemy and Venice/Casablanca. Both of them fall under the Grand Duchy of Scherzare. You suplexed the Grand Duke's daughter, by the way."

    "Why are they named like that," you ask, ignoring Nico's suplex comment.

    "Easier," Nico says.

    "Everyone we've met has been speaking English."

    "Well they don't write English," Nico huffs.

    "You can't write the language, can you?"

    Nico's right hand twitches for his crossbow. "Don't make me shoot you."

    You say nothing and sip your drink. It's sweet and thick, as you aspire to be.

    "Anyway, this area's a hotspot for Isaacs," Nico says, calming down.

    You remember what Ariel said. "People from parallel worlds. Isekai cases."

    "Yep," Nico says. "Should be Papa Whiskeys, but that sounds like a hair metal band."

    "Or a bar," you say. "Hey Nico, let's open a bar."

    "Why a bar?"

    You look around at the worn wood and lived-in leather seats. Hear the blast beat of raw emotion and live music. Smell the sweat and sting of hard liquor, the smoke of a hard day's night. You see happy, liquor glown faces in the dim foxfire light.

    You feel a dream take form.

    "Because it'd be cool."

    Nico shrugs. "What the hell. We'll open a bar. Good front business."

    Your conversation is interrupted by the chocolate and vanilla elf's fight. They've taken to the floor, wood scuffed like old work boots. They're tearing at each others hair, bumping into patrons and spilling drinks. Patrons start placing bets.

    The bear man calmly finishes pouring a drink, steps out from the bar, and hurls the two elves out by their collars.

    You whisper conspiratorially to Nico. "Can we get him for the bar?"

    Nico watches him walk back and start pouring drinks without missing a beat. "Probably can't afford him."

    You pout. "Well, we'll have to make enough to afford him."

    Nico chuckles. "Sure thing, Ash. What else do you want to know before Fairy Fight Club starts?"

    You open your mouth.

    "Don't ask about Fairy Fight Club."

    You blink, then go to say something else.

    "Don't ask about the box, either."

    You close your mouth with an audible pop.

    "You're cute when you pout," Nico says. "Anything else?"

    [Choose Three]
    [ ] The Grand Duchy of Scherzare
    [ ] The World At Large
    [ ] Magic and Shit
    [ ] Isaac Cases
    [ ] The Races of Scherzare
    [ ] Nico's Job
    [ ] Shura-cho
    [ ] Write-in
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    • [X] Shura-cho
    [X] The Races of Scherzare
    [X] Hint but do not actually state you want to know about fairy fight club. Hint aggressively.
     
    Fanservice is a powerful force, but it's might can be matched.
    Anyhoo, speaking of fanservice!
    FourthWall said:
    There's a boy who looks like Nico in a kung-fu tunic, gesturing wildly to a gigantic oni girl while a kid with a rifle way too big for her watches. The oni grabs the boy and licks his face. The kid spits out her coffee, laughing.
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    Alas, you were taken from us too soon. Know that another has taken up the role stripped from you.
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    You walk over to him, avoiding a healthy chocolate elf drunkenly wrestling a chubby vanilla elf.
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    One might suspect those two should be fighting their waistlines instead of each other, but that's why their diets are as eternal as their rivalry.
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    A trio of Japanese JKs, one goth, one Gal, one class rep, scheme at a side table. A fat sack of gold bleeds on their table.
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    Saya! Cheech! Momonin! Good to see ya!
    [X] The Grand Duchy of Scherzare
    Let's learn about princess suplex'd, since we didn't catch her name.
    [X] Magic and Shit
    We're the cleric, let's learn how to cleric.
    [X] The Races of Scherzare
    Fox-girl mentioned not minding being nude, so more tidbits like that might be important to know.
     
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