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[save_load]

[Even though the video first opens up with what is obviously a young woman, probably in her late teens or early twenties, the voice that comes through is obviously a man of distinguished speaking skill. Well, at least it doesn't seem to be coming from the young woman, as her mouth isn't moving]

"-the screen flickers, obviously doing something. You think it might be broadcasting."

[The young woman sighs, and when she speaks, yeah, it's obviously not the male voice that spoke moments earlier]

Broadcasting to who? I'm probably just going to get some NPC...

... jeez, what the hell is this, anyway? My status screen is different now... did I grind all those skills for nothing? At least I figured out how to sneak past all those winged freaks after the first few game-overs...

Maybe if I'm lucky, some tutorial character is going to pop up... yeah, right.

Comments

[rose_liberated]

A tutorial is generally given. Is there anything you would like to know about?

>This world
>Rosenqueen
>The Nurse
>The Item World
>Your jugs

[save_load]

...

...

[okay wait, there's something wrong with these conversation options-]

Seriously? I can ask about 'your jugs'? Did I just end up in an H-Game or something? [Doomkitty is unamused]

... wait, no, I didn't want to ask about that-

[rose_liberated]

My-What are you talking about! That is in no way, shape or form your business! I don't care if you think this is some sort of H-game, i will have your hide!

[Why did you ask about her breasts? She's covering herself with one hand, but there's just too much to cover.]

[save_load]

[The narrator's voice chimes in-]

"The blonde haired woman is positively livid! Perhaps you shouldn't be so crude."

[Doomkitty ignores the voice, though]

I'm not the one that programmed this game, I didn't put that conversation option there.

...

... wait, did you actually hear what I said about games?

[rose_liberated]

Of course I heard what you said-you and that stupid Narator you are paying to give commentary on your life! What, are you used to speaking to the deaf and foolish, who cannot detect your insults?

[save_load]

Yeah, pretty much.

And I don't pay that guy anything, he's just... there. I'd get rid of him if I could.

[rose_liberated]

Such insolence-

...even in the bath? Oh dear, My condolences.

[dependently_independent]

Hold on a sec, I'm not an NPC.

[save_load]

What insolence? I wasn't calling you deaf and foolish.

Nah, not in the bath. He keeps quiet until I'm dressed again, then he chimes in with something like I had a refreshing bath or whatever.

[save_load]

Oh yeah? That's great, I'm sick of practically everybody being around me being an NPC.

Did I end up in an MMO or something?

[rose_liberated]

Your tone was plenty insolent. Don't be coy with me, I can detect an insult in the slightest change of tone or phrasing.

Small favors I suppose.

[save_load]

O-kay, sure, whatever, princess.

So where the hell am I, anyway?

[rose_liberated]

That is Princess Rozalin, thank you.

It's a netherworld, though the locals don't call it by it's proper name. More specifically, you've been enrolled in the finest institute of Higher Learning. Which is to say, a school with no classes and teachers who always avoid the students, who never graduate.

[save_load]

School? Really? It's not much of a Netherworld with all the crazy angels around, though.

[rose_liberated]

There is an invasion on. The school staff have locked themselves in the administration building.

Oh, and the only purpose of this school is to rack up an incredible debt in everyone who attends.

[save_load]

Shouldn't the angels be on our side, then?

[rose_liberated]

They're all truant officers who want you to go to class and learn how to fight demons and join their army. I mean, you're perfectly welcome to do that, if you want to support their brainwashing and questionable morality.

[save_load]

Yeah, I know about the brainwashing thing... the narrator mentioned that the few times they grabbed me.

Not very angelic, huh?

[rose_liberated]

Angels are messengers and warriors-they walk the path of uniformity and order as demons walk the path of discord and multiplicity. Is it not written in 'One Mountain, Many Rivers' that 'The true purpose of angels and demons are alike in many ways, and they arrive at the same place by different paths'?

[dependently_independent]

... What?

I mean, game mechanics are the norm around here, but we're not literally in a game. I don't think.

[save_load]

Uh, sure, I guess. [Clearly has no idea what One Mountain, Many Rivers is]

... so is anybody else trying to do anything about them, or is this place going to make me do everything?

[rose_liberated]

Plans are progressing. But you may have been brainwashed, so we can't tell you anything.

[save_load]

I don't know. My narrator is still with me, so I'm guessing I'm in some kind of game, even if it's completely different and I can't see my skills anymore.

[save_load]

Oh, good. I can just sit around and do nothing for once.

... unless this is one of those things where it's only making me think it's going to take care of itself, but I end up having to save everybody's ass.

[rose_liberated]

...Are you one of those main characters with no supporting cast at all?