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>he's back

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He returns!

Sitting with her back to the makeup mirror behind her, Iori looks up at you anxiously. The three of you - Iori, Anna, and yourself - were tucked up in Iori’s trailer, detailing the damage you (accidentally) just caused. Right outside is the rest of the production company, filming various parts of a new music video.

A video you had been asked to partake in.

A partaking that lead you to (accidentally) punching your idoru extraordinaire.

--

The set was ready - a cityscape of course - and you were told to act menacingly, like a villain or a creepy NEET. Before you was Iori, all decked up in an idol’s equivalent of a tokatsu uniform and ready to deliver justice as the script demanded. She smiled at you, whispering
“Thanks again for helping out.”

You just shrug. You couldn’t really say no, could you?

“OKAY!” the director yelled. “You’re gonna have to act like you’re fighting her! We’ll add some special effects in post-production!”

“H-how do I -”

“Punches! Kicks! She’ll ‘block’, and then you open your arms and let ‘er hit you!”

You nod and Iori does to.
“ACTION!”

Around you cameras swirl like flies, capturing the scene at different angles. You make an odd movement that’s kind of a kick, but it only serves to mess up your balance and throw you on your ass.

“Oof.”

“Let’s try that again!” The director yells.

As she lifts you up, Iori squeezes your hand. “Just relax” she giggles “It’s like dancing! I’ll take the lead, and you just follow.”

“ACTION!”

The cameras circle again, and this time Iori moves first, throwing a punch that barely touches you (on purpose). You move back like you were hit, and then swing back around with those gangly twigs you call arms and -

And

Oh christ.

>You fall forwards
>You fall backwards

>>40354738
>>You fall backwards

>>40354738
>You fall forwards

I haven't written a single thing in quite a while, so forgive my terrible prose and slow speed

>>40354785
no

>>40354785
It's fine Chroma just hype your back.

>>40354738
>>You fall backwards

>>40354738
>>You fall backwards

Voting is over!

>>40354827
>>40354825
>>40354772

You begin falling backwards again, this time swinging your arms around like two sweaty windmills. Iori cringes and reaches out as you try to regain your balance, moving backwards still and you bump into one of the cameramen.

It only gets worse from there: instinctually he pushes you off, holding the camera to his chest like an expensive puppy and now your windmilling in the other direction.

“I got ya Pro-” you hear Iori say, mere seconds before you fall into her with the full weight of your tall frame all focused on your fist. There’s a connection, a squishy, tear filled connection - and then both of you are on the ground.

It’s quiet on set for a moment.

You begin thinking about your warm bed, and that MMO you used to play, and…

“Oh my God, lookit ‘er eye!”

You can tell that she’s trying to hold in the tears even without being able to see her face; the shaking of her small body is rather obvious. You reach down to say something when you’re slapped in the back of the head by a soft but firm hand - Anna’s. She lifts Iori’s face and recoils.

You
>Try to save face
>Pick Iori up
>[Write in]

>>40355077
>Pick Iori up

>>40355077
>>Pick Iori up

>>40355077
>Stammer and shake like the social wreck you are
>Pick Iori up

>>40355077
>>40355126
>>Stammer and shake like the social wreck you are
>>Pick Iori up

>>40355077
>Stammer and shake like the social wreck you are
>Pick Iori up

Voting is over!

“Oh-h-h Iori! I-I” you reach out to pick her up, nearly knocking yourself on top of her and Anna while you trip yourself on nothing but the sweat in your shoes and spaghetti in your pockets. “S-sorry! So sorr- Jesus Chh-risst it was-was an a-c-c-c-cidentalohmygod”

You can barely hold in your own shaking now, but you do manage to lend a helping hand to Iori. She grips it and buries her face in your chest. Your shirt gets soaked with tears, and all you can do is rub her back and tell her you’re sorry.

“CUT!” the director yells. “Everyone take five! Get the makeup girls back here, we’re gonna need ‘em…”

You and Anna lead the idol back to her trailer, looking away from the purple-y black bruise blooming on her eye like some sort of bad teenage rebellion tattoo. It’s bad. It’s really very bad. But you couldn’t tell her that.

Back in her trailer, Iori questions how her eye looks; she’s much too scared to do that. Anna passes the question off to you and all you can do is stutter out a non-committal “It could be worse.”

What kind of terrible supporter you were. What a bad boyfriend.

“Just let me see it.” Iori hangs her head and swivels the chair around, now facing the mirror. Her eyes grew larger than you thought they could and she held her face in her hands with a look of fear frozen on her face, as though she had been petrified by Medusa.

“Oh no…”

“Iori, I - “

The trailer door slams open.

>You were cut off mid-speech
>You were hit from behind
>[Write in]

>>40355467
>You were hit from behind

>>40355467
>You were hit from behind

>>40355467
>You were pulled out by the collar

Voting is over!

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There was a blow to the back of your head, harder than the small hand that hit her should’ve been able to deliver. You think you feel blood beginning to flow slowly into your hair. But you don’t even have time to look at the attacker as they drag you out of the trailer from your collar.

Both Iori’s and Anna’s mouths are open with shock, but neither move.

“How. Dare. You.”

You are finally allowed to see who it is when you’re out of the trailer, and you recoil when she hits you in the head again.

“Ch-Chiyaha, what’re you doing?”

She doesn’t answer, her eyes squinted in anger, and instead she hits you again.

“Goddamn it, stop!”

She huffs, puffing out her (non-existent) chest and crosses her arms. “Just look!”

After pulling out her phone she opens to Youtube, and right to a video of your nightmares.

It was a shaky, grainy shot of your “attack” on Iori - specifically, only the few seconds when you hit her. And the view count was already in the thousands.

“There must’ve been a fan looming around the set! They already spread this everywhere!”

Well shit.

Chihaya shows Anna and Iori, and the four of you are left wondering what to do next. News sites begin popping up with the story, and the three girls get unending texts asking what happened, and had they seen the video, and why were you not arrested and hanged yet?

With a weak voice, you offer your way to fix this.

>Call a press conference
>Ignore it, it’ll go away
>Your own response video, to all her fans
>[Write in]

>>40355894
>>Call a press conference

Honestly, situation like this, you just need to come clean. Was a film shoot, freak accident happened, nothing more than that.

>>40355894
>Call a press conference
I mean, we kind of have the entire set on our side for this one.
Ya know.
Everyone who actually witnessed this event that was being filmed by professional grade cameras.

>>40355894
>Call a press conference

>>40355894
>Call a press conference

>>40355894
>>Call a press conference

>>40355894
>Call a press conference

Say Iori is the Denzel Washington to your Ryan Reynolds

>>40355894
>>Call a press conference

>>40355997
>Say Iori is the Denzel Washington to your Ryan Reynolds

I REALLY REALLY feel like I should get this reference.

I don't.

>>40355894
>Ignore it, it’ll go away
seems reasonable

Voting is over!

>>40356040
Maybe say Iori is the Janet Van Dyne to your Hank Pym?

>>40356168
That makes us even worse!

>>40356168
Try a food analogy.

>>40356190
How about the Thor to our Hulk
Cause she's pretty fucking Thor right now.

>>40356236
She loses fights she should win because writers are dumb?

>>40356255
...yeah.
I mean, look at us.

If you thought that facing crowds normally was bad, then your worst nightmare would be apologizing in front of one. Looking out before you is a sea of people ranging from sleazy celeb stalkers to serious journalists to crazed fans ready to rip out your throat.

Iori made damn well sure that you looked presentable for this occasion. The suit you wore was tailored, your hair finally brushed, and posture corrected with the daggers Chihaya and Anna were stabbing at your back. It was almost time, and you four were waiting to get onstage and get this over with.

“I’m sure this’ll go well.” Iori smiles. Her bangs were covering her bruised eye and part of that large forehead you loved. Somehow she was still so supportive of you, despite what’s happened.

You didn’t really deserve this, did you?

Anna sighs. “At the very least, maybe the death threats will stop.”

Under her breath, Chihaya whispers something about agreeing with the group of people you passed when entering the building who holding up signs that called for your immediate Coliseum-esque trial by lion.

At the very least things couldn’t get worse, right?

It’s finally time, and the four of you somberly walk to the stage before the large crowd. Conversations throughout it immediately cease. There’s no movement from anyone but the journalists and cameramen. Your heart gets ready to stop beating at any moment and die of shock.

“H-hello.” you say, your voice cracking and the microphone squeaking.

You can hear Chihaya faceplam behind you

“What happened was an accident. I had no intention of punching Iori. I’m very sorry for what happened”

You go silent.

The crowd waits.

The girls behind you wait.

“That is all.”

Anna whisper yells to you “That was the whole speech you prepared last night.”

“I-I’ll take questions.” you say.

Almost every hand in the journalist section pops up, but before you can even take one -

>A knife flies towards you
>A shoe flies towards you
>A body flies towards you
>[Write in]

>>40356040
Ryan Reynolds gave Denzel Washington a black eye (haha) on the set of Safe House

>>40356437
>A knife flies towards you
Return of crazy bitch part 3

>>40356437
>A body flies towards you
Can't believe how late I am!

>>40356437
>>A shoe flies towards you
ALLAHU ACKBAR!

>>40356437
>A body flies towards you

>>40356437
>A metal folding chair flies towards you

>>40356437
>A body flies towards you
I must know who

>>40356437
>A body flies towards you
How strong does our attacker need to be to throw a body?

>>40356558
Depends on the body being thrown. Of course it could be a lucha instead.

>>40356530
>>A metal folding chair flies towards you
THIS.

Voting is over!

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>>40356558
>>40356541
>>40356510
>>40356489

There’s no time to react. No amount of your experiences with Yayoi could’ve prepared you for an entire person flinging their body at you like a living bullet.

You are taken down immediately and slammed into the ground, narrowly missing the girls behind you, and the body leaps off of you.

It’s a...young girl?

“Formation 2!” She calls, and the crowd parts. You can see an emotionless girl swinging a blue haired one in a circle faster and faster and faster, until they’ve achieved actual levitation. You honestly can’t believe your eyes.

Iori hurries to lift you up but the blue haired girl has already been launched towards you, moving even faster than the other one. She slams into your half lifted frame and you nearly throw up on impact. How was this possible?

She too leaps off of you, and with adrenaline pumping in your veins you grab Iori’s hand and run backstage, throw a series of of corridors and hallways of alternating bright light and shadows until you reach a door.

You gulp and exit into some level of Dante’s Inferno you must’ve missed: people are burning effigies of you right outside. Others are chanting in languages you can’t understand. More than one fake crucifixion is going on.

“He hurt Iori! He needs to die!”

And leading the crowd is of course none other than Yayoi.

>Try to sneak through the crowd
>Take your chance back in the conference room
>[Write in]

>>40356893
through* a series

>>40356893
>Try to sneak through the crowd
When we're inevitably caught, call for an evac by cab.

>>40356893
>Try to sneak through the crowd

>>40356893
>"REALLY YAYOI"
>Take your chance back in the conference room

Oh shit, the Nichijou girls? They're legit superhuman.

>>40357017
I would have never guessed.
Ya know.
Given the levitation

>>40356893
>>[Write in]
Ask Anna if she can distract them for us to get away

>>40356893
>Take your chance back in the conference room
I'll take young girls being chucked at me over potential being burned alive

>>40357017
Just sayin' for that that didn't clue in. Superspeed, impossible strength, THE FUCKING PAIN BEAMS.

...god that anime was amazing.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

There's a tie, so it's rolling time!

>1
Sneak through
>2
Conference room

“Shit. Shit shit shit.” you whisper, closing the door as quietly as you can.

“We’re gonna have to go through the conference room again.” Iori says, reaching into Idol Hammerspace. From it she produces a microphone with a long cord.

“I’m gonna have to fight them off.” she says, giving it a few test swings, using the mic as a mace. “If you attack anyone, we’ll be in an even worse situation.”

The two of you wander back into the conference room, now its own level of Hell. The entire crowd is fighting itself, journalist on paparazzi on fans, an orgy of violence brought on by you.

Congrats, you think to yourself sarcastically.

On the stage Anna and Chihaya are going hit for hit with the three superhuman schoolgirls from earlier, with the emotionless one building what seems to be a bomb on stage. You rush up and kick the ingredients, dispersing them, and her glasses gleam. Just before she punches you (with, as you see later, were brass knuckles), Iori gets her with the mic, and the two of you head to rescue your friends.

You pull the blue haired one away from Chihaya quick enough for Iori to land a solid hit with the mic on her temple and the girl collapses. Anna soon after dispatches the final one, who limps off with the two in hand. “Selemat Pagi” she says, and then disappears.

Now the four of you are face to face with a mindless, violent hoard.

Anna, wiping blood from her lips, tells you that your speech sucked.

You definitely needed that, thank you.

>Fight head on together
>Head for the emergency exit
>Separate and meet up outside
>[Write in]

>>40357496
>Fight head on together

>>40357496
>>Head for the emergency exit

She gets out of this alive, we owe her.

>>40357496
>Head for the emergency exit

>>40357496
>Head for the emergency exit

>>40357496
>Head for the emergency exit

>>40357496
>>Head for the emergency exit

Voting is over!

“Head for the emergency exit.” Chihaya says, cracking her knuckles. “It doesn’t seem to be so crowded that way.”

The rest of you nod and begin moving slowly, carefully, through the crowd. Your hand is wrapped tight around Iori’s, and you take up the rear of your line in order to watch everyone’s backs. Although you all get looks from the crowd, the people are hopped up on anger and rage, and the infighting doesn’t stop - if anything, it gets more dangerous.

One reporter lands in front of you after being kicked hard enough to break his teeth. They clatter away from him, and you almost throw up.

All was going well.

All was going too well, really, which was why it wasn’t surprising when your group was stopped just before the exit. There, waiting before you, were Ami and Mami, two of Iori’s fellow idols.

“We’re sorry but,”
“We can’t allow you to continue!”

Anna steps up. “Move girls.”

“Nope.
“Not gonna happen.”

“Please?” Iori pleads.

“Not until,”
“Protag proves himself.

What do you do?


>Step up to the battle
>Try to talk them down
>[Write in]

>>40357885
>Try to talk them down
I couldn't hurt you two if I tried, hell I do more harm on accident than I could ever do on purpose. You saw that camera footage? I'm a clutz.

>>40357885
>Try to talk them down
Cause all we need after accidentally hitting one idol is hitting more of them

>>40357885
>Step up to the battle
I've already punched one idol today, but I can fit in a few more if I have to.

>>40357946
The footage was only a snippet of what happened. All it showed was the few seconds of us hitting her.

If Protag was a clever man, he should have gotten the footage from the shoot, which should have captured the entire incident

Voting is over!

>>40357885
>>[Write in]
prove myself after saving her from a killer,her old idol company, crazy cultists and Russian mobsters.

>>40357885
>>Step up to the battle

“Ami, Mami,” you say, looking them in the eye. “I’m not going to fight you. I’ve hit enough idols for one lifetime.”

“Then I guess,”
“You guys aren’t leaving.”
“And maybe,”
“We’ll call out to those nasty folks in the crowd!”

You turn to Iori, who herself has turned to Anna. The Russian girl has eyes that resemble her father’s now, dangerous and icy.

“Last warning you two.” She cracks her knuckles and assumes a fighting stance.

Chihaya butts in. “Seriously - we don’t need any more idols getting hurt. You guys aren’t like that mad crowd out there.”
“Nope! Protag hit our friend,”
“And now we need to hit him.”

Without even waiting for a response the two run at you, one going for a punch to the face and the other a kick to the stomach. Both hit, but you manage to throw Mami off balance.

Iori steps up next to you after pushing Ami out of the way.

“Together?” she asks.

You nod, smiling.

>Subdue Ami
>Subdue Mami
>Get Anna and Chihaya to do it

>>40358226
>Subdue Ami
Her name is shorter, therefore she must be weaker.

>>40358226
>Subdue Ami
You notice my girlfriend is not helping you and is actually hindering you wit this? Because it was an accident!

>>40358226
>>Subdue Ami

Voting is over!

Without any other choice you move in to subdue Ami. She has the shorter name, so she’s obviously weaker by default, right?

She’s fast, however, and as much as you’re trying to grab her and hold her down (you figure just getting them to stop fighting was winning - you don’t want to punch out little girls), you just can’t seem to even get a finger on her. She darts all around you, peppering you with kicks and punches.

At least Iori was having an easier time, going blow for blow with Idol CQC against Mami. Iori even had the upper hand, having managed to daze her opponent with a quick succession of grabs and grapples.

Anna and Chihaya begin fighting off pieces of the crowd that have begun paying attention to you.

“Hurry this up.” Anna grunts. “There’s more who have seen us!”

Finally you kick it into high gear, managing to dodge one of Ami’s kicks just fast enough to grab her leg, spin her around, and hold her arms behind her back.

“Done?” You ask.

She giggles. “Done.”

Mami looks over, taking her attention away from Iori just enough to be taken down in a similar way.

“You’ve proven yourself.” Mami says to you two.

>Leave them to the mercy of the crowd
>Take them with you
>[Write in]

>>40358635
>Take them with you
Idols, assemble!

>>40358635
>>Take them with you
Seriously though it was an accident, Iori could and would kick my ass if I tried to hurt her, and I'd rather get stabbed than do that.

Voting is over

>>40358635
>>Take them with you

As much as you’d might like to you can’t leave the twins there to die. You help Ami and Mami up, all three of you in pain now, and turn to the rest of the girls.

“What’s our plan after this?” you ask.

“Escape.” Chihaya says.

“And then I’ll put out a message myself.” Iori gives you a pity smile. “Yours was...not so good.”

You can’t argue with that.

The six of you run out of the emergency exit, Anna and Chihaya taking the rear this time, and end up behind the building. There are no signs of Yayoi and her cult here. It’s barren, and the shadow of the building provides a cold chill. Still, it’s better than being inside.

“You guys know I didn’t mean to do it, right?” You ask Ami and Mami. “Even if I wanted to hit her, Iori could kick my ass.”

They shrug one shoulder each. Weird.

“We know.”
“But you had to be punished anyway.”
“Whoops.”

You sigh, and look around. There’s a way back to the main street through an alley between the next building, and there’s a ladder on the building beside you, leading to a roof that may be perfect for catching a helicopter from the production company.

Which do you take?
>Roof
>Streets

>>40358977
>>Roof

>>40358977
>Roof
this town has a serious problem with spontaneous mobs

>>40358977
>Roof

Voting is over!

“Why don’t we take the roof?” Chihaya points to the fire escape. “Less of a chance of a lot of people being able to mob us.”

“And if they do,”
“We’ll push ‘em right off!”
Anna considers it for a moment before agreeing. “I can call the Producer right now. He’ll have a helicopter for us in a matter of minutes.”

The girls begin climbing one by one up the fire escape, and again you take the rear. It allowed you to protect them more, you thought.

And, of course, there were the delicious upskirts

The building was taller than it seemed from the ground. At least 5 stories, probably more. All you knew was that you were climbing forever and there was still more to go. From here you had a good view of the crowd exiting from the conference building, where people were still battling each other. The effigy burning and “Kill Protag” display going on in front of that very same building was still going strong as well, and smoke from the fires were blackening the sky.

By the time the group reaches the roof, you’re all exhausted. The day’s events were a long string of failures, but at least it was almost done, right?

The helicopter appeared in the distance like a speck of black but reached you rather quickly, the wind from its blades causing a colorful show of swinging skirts and swirling hair. The pilot landed the chopper on the building and used hand signals to get everyone in. But just before you yourself could join, he began hovering just high enough that you couldn’t reach.

From the cockpit he produced a sign that said “Fuck you, Idol hater.” and started flying away. You could hear the girls yelling in disagreement, but the pilot didn’t listen to their cries to return to you.

It was then that you also saw people climbing the fire escape.

Uh oh.

>Ready yourself for battle
>Break down and cry
>[Write in]

>>40359343
>Look for an escape path.
if none than
>Ready yourself for battle

>>40359343
>>Ready yourself for battle
Iori Anna if I live through this please let me punch him in the face.

>>40359343
>Break down and cry

>>40359343
>>Ready yourself for battle
this fucking city i want to burn it down

>>40359343
>[Write in]

Fuck this.

>"YOU WANT TO CALL ME AN IDOL HATER? FINE! BUT EVERYTHING- *EVERYTHING* I'VE EVER DONE WAS FOR IORI! YOU THINK THAT I'D SUFFER THROUGH ALL THIS SHIT BECAUSE I -DIDN'T- THINK SHE WAS THE GREATEST PERSON I'VE EVER KNOWN? NONE OF YOU HAVE ANY FUCKING CLUE, BUT I'M ABOUT TO FUCKING SHOW YOU! COME AND GET IT, YOU POSEURS! I LOVE IORI MORE THAN LIFE ITSELF AND I'M ABOUT TO PROVE IT!"

Probably too long, but whatever. You get the gist.

(that said, I dunno. This isn't a healthy relationship for Protag. The more I think about it, the less funny it gets.)

Voting is over!

In the past, when faced with the adversity you’d had in the past two days, you would’ve broken down. That soft outer shell of yours was a reason you rarely left the house. But in these happy past months when you had to not only defend yourself but also one of the very, very few people who truly meant anything to you, you’ve hardened up.

Just a bit.

Just enough.
Your heart sank as you watched the helicopter get farther, but you had no other option - you had to face the coming hoard in order to get back down from the only escape path - the same fire escape you just climbed up. Mentally and physically you prepare yourself and in no time the first few crazed folks have reached the roof.

Your only rule is that you don’t want to kill them. No throwing them off the building either. You’re no murderer. Usually, you’re the near victim of murderers.

The two lunatics run at you and you happen to dodge both punches, instead you deliver your own, smashing one fist into a now-broken nose and slamming a leg into the other’s chest. Thankfully they both drop after that.

Unfortunately, the fight has just begun.

Three more people arrive, and the two after that, with more and more climbing up the building. You trade punches back and forth, getting hit and dishing out pain. Although you’ve easily taken these people down, it starts getting to you. You become slower, you get hit a bit more, and there’s still no stop to the flow of people coming up the fire escape.

There’s a kick to the kidneys that tells you you’re going to be pissing blood for a few days, and a good hit to the eye. Now yours is black and blue too. Isn’t that funny?

Soon, all hope seems to be lost. You’re losing, and there’s no escape in sight.

Well, at least the last few months have made up for the first 20 something shitty years, right?

But wait, what’s that?

>Chopper sound in the distance
>The crowd starts passing out instantly
>[Write in]

>>40359636
>>The crowd starts passing out instantly

Had another write in, but this is too curious to not vote for.

>>40359636
>The crowd starts passing out instantly
Must be our mystical powers kicking in

>>40359636
>>The crowd starts passing out instantly

Voting is over!

You were backed into the edge of the building, surrounded on all sides except for the one that was going to lead to your death, and in response you closed you accepted it.

That was when the crowd began, one by one, passing out immediately. First the ones in front of you, and then more and more until everyone but you was out cold.

Was this some kind of mystical power you possessed?

That question was answered almost instantly, when not so far in the distance you saw the helicopter heading back to you, Anna in the pilot’s seat, and the previous pilot dangling from his foot from the landing legs of the chopper. Leaning out of the window was Iori and Chihaya, both equipped with sniper rifles, loaded (you now guessed) with tranq darts. In fact, on closer inspection, every boy in the crowd now had a little dart poking out of various spots on their bodies. You couldn’t read the dart very well, or so you thought, because surely “for elephants only” couldn’t be what it said….

Still, seeing your girl wave to you, gun in hand, coming to your rescue - it was a wonderful site. It filled you up with sunshine. You felt as though you could fly.

No, you weren’t going to jump to figure out if you could.

Soon after you were on the chopper, nestled between Chihaya and Iori, the latter learning on your shoulder, and you were headed back to your apartment. The day was saved, thanks to - the idoru girls!

--

The next day arrived with much less sleep than you’d have liked. You woke up beside Iori in bed, and walking out into the living room you found the other four girls in various states of sleep.

Iori meets you at the table for breakfast, seating herself beside you with a bowl of cereal.

“I’ve got a surefire way to get them to stop.” she says, “But you’re not going to like it.”

>Go with Iori’s way
>Ask her to put out her own PR statement instead.

>>40359926
>Hear out her plan before you decide
>Then decide on her way anyway

>>40359926
>>Go with Iori’s way
Just please painkillers before we do it, I hurt.

>>40359926

Pretty much >>40359951

Voting is over!

>>40359926
I'm still surprised that they didn't just get the video from the music video shoot and showed the entire incident. Was it deleted or something?

>>40360058
The video shoot was never finished - even the makeup artists couldn't get Iori's bruise covered up, so the director put it off.

The only person with the whole video of the incident was the same one who leaked it, an anonymous straggler.

>>40360019
Careful what you're posting there. This be a blue board.

Fine taste with Shoukaku though

>>40360092
But they were recording at during our failing at fight acting. They would have that recorded at the least.

“Explain it once more.” you say, groaning. You don’t like this. You don’t like this at all.

“Well, I’m going to have to hit you, right? In order to get them off our case. And what’s the bet place to do that? My next concert!”

Anna nods. “It’ll work.”

Chihaya crosses her arms, “And you kinda deserve it.”

The twins were barely even listening.

You hang your head in shame, but you agree - only revenge could get those crazy fans to quit it. And one of the idols’ shows was probably the best way to get to said fans.

“Don’t worry,” Iori places her hand on yours. “It’ll be just like the video shoot - we’ll be acting. I won’t even hit you hard!”
--

You hate crowds. You hate them so much. And yet, here you were, about to enter the stage and be assaulted not only by one of the things you hated most, but also by people who hated you right back.

With his face obscured by a crowd of thick cigar smoke, the Producer looks you up and down. You think.

“She really chose you?” he wonders out loud.

It was a real confidence boost.

Soon after that you heard the music queue that told you it was time to go. You were dressed almost the same as usual, and there was no pretense that you were playing a creepy NEET character - you were playing yourself. It was what the crowd wanted.

You shuffle onto the stage barely dancing and there’s a collective “BOO” aimed directly at you. Childhood fears spring up and you almost freeze. This was just about every nightmare you ever had, only you weren’t naked.

When you make it to Iori, she (singing, as the rest of the idols were) gives you the choice whether you wanted to “attack” her first, or be “attacked”.

>Attack first
>No way

>>40360136
The Producer wanted to let Protag deal with itt. Surely the fans would be forgiving, right?

>>40360211
>>No way

>>40360211
>Attack first
what could possibly go wrong

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>>40359926
Wow, my editing is atrocious

>Get rid of "you closed" in the first sentences
>every body* in the crowd

>a wonderful sight*

>>40360211
>No way

Good god, does Iori not have a PR agent?

What kind of story is this?

>>40360211
>No way
Ehh, we really don't want to look like aggressors here. This would only cement in the crazies we would be violent to Iori

Voting is over!

>>40360311
The best.

I'd recommend you go read the archives. It's wonderful.

No way were you going to “attack” Iori first - that’s what got you into this mess, accidentally or not. Instead you stalk over to her and, back in her idol tokatsu uniform, she takes a stance that exudes JUSTICE, singing lyrics about the same.

You can feel the energy of the crowd radiating onto you like a star, their hatred hot as steel. But they loved the idols. That’s how this whole thing worked, really. You just had to go along with it.

Iori takes a battle stance - still singing all the while - and fake hits you once with her fist. It’s not hard, but you move your head with the follow-through, and to the crowd it really looks like she hit you.

They go wild. Ecstatic, really.

Next, she roundhouse kicks you in the chest and again you move yourself accordingly. Onto your back you fall and the crowd - the vengeful Old Testament God of a crowd cheers so loud you think you feel the whole place actually vibrate with their collective response. It’d be an interesting sight, if you weren’t the one their hatred was directed at.

Stomping over to you to the beat of the song, Iori victoriously places her foot on your chest, with your head near her skirt. She gives you a wink, quickly, and stays like that for the rest of the song. The crowd never stops cheering throughout: “I-ori! I-ori!” they cheer.

You can’t really complain, though; the view from your position is nice. And she was kind enough to “forget” her panties too.

[1/2]

[2/2]

By the next day it seemed as though the whole thing had blown over. There were no more death threats of effigies or near-death experiences.

Back on the set, you and Iori are filming the scene once again. The Producer decided to capitalize on the “hate Protag” crowd and put the video out with you getting beat up in a similar way. And with Iori’s black eye mostly gone, it was going well.

The scene was going well this time, now that you’ve had practice. It would’ve gone perfectly too, had Iori not done exactly what you did.

Tripping, losing her balance just as you had, she accidentally punches you straight in the eye. You could already feel the bruise beginning.

You laugh at the situation while Iori holds an icebag to your eye. As cold as it was, though, her hand clasped in yours made you wonderfully warm inside.

==End==

As always, questions, concerns, comments, and criticisms are welcomed!

>>40360585
oh god my heart.

Thanks for the thread Chroma, glad to see you back.

>>40360585
fun as always

at some point i do want Protag to just flip on every one and tell everyone all the bullshit he has had to deal i mean that seems reasonable since every few months he get some new BS thrown at him

>>40360618
No problem. Sorry I've been gone so long, but I'm definitely going to work on doing these more regularly again.

The issue is that my days are uncertain, time-wise, and my nights are barely mine anymore.

Still, thanks for playing.

>>40360453
You're too kind.

>>40360654
Unfortunately, with his luck, he'd end up pissing even more people off.

>>40360676
>Unfortunately, with his luck, he'd end up pissing even more people off.
i know and thats the problem

>>40360585
Thanks for the thread. Glad to see you finally getting back into the swing of things. Looking forward to the next one!

Thread is archived!

>>40360778
Thanks for playing along. Really, I'll try hard to be here more often.

>>40360571
>she was kind enough to “forget” her panties too
You dog you.

>>40360970
Iori knows how to treat her man, anon. Especially when this all began with her asking him for help with the video.

>>40361001
Lol. I don't actually remember, have Iori and Protag done the nasty?

>>40361021
It was her Christmas gift to Protag, in the Christmas thread.

Since then they've done it regularly.

Good night, everyone. Thanks for playing.