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From most to least thicc, which ro has the thicceat thighs?
Hudjdjsodndjdjjdj y’all never fail to surprise me with these questions tbh:
Nii
Wulff
Graves
Yanziel
Jumaz
Kyoshi
HyperLink
Romancia
Easy peasy... yet cursed regardless jdhdksmfkf
This isn't a question butttt I played the released part of this game a while ago, it's been a few months since then, and from what I've seen so far, I absolutely love it. Like, I'm not even kidding, everything about this is just perfect and exactly my sense of humor and even after all of this time I'm so hyped for the rest of the game I do have a few questions though: 1. Will this be released with CoG? 2. Is it gonna be romance-heavy? 3. Is it gonna be smutty? Lots of love from germany ^^
Ooh, Vielen Dank! Coincidentally, Ich lerne Deutsch jetzt. (Don’t know the word for ‘recently’, so I will now focus on using English!) so hello from Australia!
I’m glad that my little (technically on hiatus) game/story is perfect for you! I’m just overall satisfied with other people just liking my work XD. So let’s tackle your three questions shall we?
1. Yes and No. It’s yes as this game will be released by CoG. And no, as it’s getting released under the HG title. In summary: I’m too young and lack experience to join the official CoG company, and I’m most likely not gonna make it for any competitions that can release it under the CoG label (sheer size of the whole story is a factor). In comparison, there’s also some more freedom releasing it under the HG label, as I can put whatever amount of choices I desire and ramble on as well XD.
2. Yes... in a sense. At its main core and idea, aRLiNY focuses upon the process of building relationships and using these to succeed. That’s why the planned ‘Lone Wolf’ route is planned to be the hardest route to succeed in, as it proactively fights against the main point of the story (and I mean hard as in actively trying to alienate the characters without making mistakes). So relationships are the main ‘heaviness’ in the story... but that doesn’t mean romance is, romance plays a part, but isn’t the overall focus
3. In the future, I might make it a bit smutty... but currently, I’m legally not allowed to create smut content online... yet. But at the same time, I might just leave aRLiNY as a risqué comedy without smut, as I’m not confident with my abilities to write smut at all, so *shrug* we’ll just wait and see.
But in the end, thanks for asking! I will try my best to get an update out this month, so Henlo everyone again!
Even more character dialogues!
Dragon Scientist: You wanna play some Sims?
Troy: Is it your sentient life simulation again?
Dragon Scientist: No... ish
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Wulff: Hey Yomiel what do you think about Redn again?
Yomiel: He’s a sarcastic asshole that I absolutely despise with all my heart
Wulff: *flips through journal* So why did you write in your diary that he’s a “Decent guy that I can depend on?”
Yomiel: Where did you get that?!
Wulff: Stop leaving books on my workbench
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Dragon Scientist: I never get why fiction always implement Deus Ex Machinas, why not just create a way for the main characters to figure something on their own!
Redn: Drago... do you know of a thing called ‘self-awareness’?
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Wulff: Hey Red, what do you think of Yomiel?
Redn: Despite my gripes, I think he’s a dependable detective that I could trust with my life.
Wulff: *flips through journal* So why did you write in your dia- oh, really?
Redn: That journal is empty right?
Wulff: Correct~
Redn: Haha! You devilish bastard!
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Redn: Hey Jumaz what do we have in common again?
Jumaz: We’re handsome flirty guys who like men and have feline blood in us?
Redn: Hell yeah we are! *hi-fives Jumaz*
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Nii: Do you need help with that Redn ?
Redn: *trying to lift a heavy crate* N-no, I can handle it Nii.
Nii: Well darling you aren’t having a lot of fun doing it, *giggles*, try using your legs
Redn: *lifts crate easily* Oh wow! Thanks Nii!
Nii: You’re welcome Redn, I don’t want you hurting your back darling, call my name when you need me!
Redn: Sure! ...All four categories Jumaz?
Jumaz: Yep: Motherly, Intelligent, Loving and Friendly. All apart of the system
Redn: And Dragon Scientist said we aren’t scientists.
Jumaz: Yeah... he’s correct you know
Redn: Shhh let me have this
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Redn: Hey Yomiel, can you take this case for me?
Yomiel: Why should I do that?
Redn: I’ll make Kino say the ‘C’ word
Yomiel: D O N T
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Graves: I’m a strong independent woman who doesn’t need anything from anyone!
Nii: You literally asked me an hour ago to help you with your overtime work
Graves: I-I n-never asked that!
Nii: So you don’t need my help?
Graves: Y-yeah! I don’t! ... *whispering* what time can you come to the office
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Kino: Anyone want to arm-wrestle me?
Everyone: NO!
Kino: Welcome to the detective agency MC!
Outgoing!MC: I’m extremely glad to be meeting you!
Kino: *gasps* Aw shucks! But I’m more excited to meet you
Outgoing!MC: Give me a hug!
Yanziel: I swear I’m getting diabetes from this sweetness
Graves: Ditto
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Yanziel: Guess what time it is! It’s party time!
Graves: It’s 3am in the morning!
Yanziel: *drinking a bottle of scotch* SO?
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Yanziel: Hey HyperLink can you program something for me?
HyperLink: Yeah hit me
Yanziel: *hits HyperLink*
HyperLink: I MEANT HIT ME WITH THE IDEA!
Yanziel: Ohhhhh
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Graves: Alright, we have serious matters on the hand.
Jumaz: What about a ‘Grave’ situation :)
Graves: There’s a serial killer on the loose Jumaz
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Graves: Now when I do my protein shakes, I usually top it of with a protein just for a little treat. Now when you do that, you wanna add some protein for flavour, now add a litre of protein and fill in some space with some more protein. Now when you’re done with that, add a little protein-
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Troy: I’ve developed a mechanism we can use for tracking down perps
Yanziel: Hell yeah!
Troy: Bad News, It has to use snake venom to work
Yanziel: HELL YEAH!
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Graves: Romancia why did you put me into your ‘muscle girl appreciation group’?
Romancia: *winks*
Graves: I will crush you between my thighs
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Romancia and HyperLink: Motor oil is just juice for robots
Troy: What the fuck
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Troy: Give me a G! Give me a R! Give me an A!
Graves: Stop
Troy: Give me a V! Give me an E! Give me a S!
Graves: I won’t hesitate Troy
Troy: What does that spell?
Jumaz: Muscle girl with big thighs that’ll crush me!
Troy and Jumaz: *runs away*
Graves: I WILL HUNT YOU DO-
The Sleepover (Part One)
(I’m taking a small break from writing... by writing dhhdhdh. I just wanted to write some Jumaz and Wulff fluff honestly shhsdh. If I ever continue this, a little catgirl might be included...)
(Note that I didn’t wanna be stuck saying MC, so I replaced their name with Blue, my usual default playthrough name)
Jumaz bursts into the room, stuck in his cheetah form and his eyes fluttering grogginess from napping three times... before a sleepover party. His mouth is a slobbered mess, dried fur crisping up around his lips while a pretty nasty stream of drool flows down his mouth. “Blueeeeee! I’ve got a whole lotta loving and I need someone to take iiiiit!” He moans, stumbling carelessly through the room.
“You are definitely a mess Jumaz,” the raven was busy cooking up a feast for later, yet still noticed Jumaz’s disheveled demeanour. “Please take a shower before Blue sees you at your lowest, also please take care of your *ahem* lowest part as well.”
The cheetah yawns, patting himself in the stomach, “Well I would take care of it if Blue was here... where are they again?”
Wulff sighs, bringing over the platters of food over to the food heater he brought back from the restaurant, pushing the cart over to the main room, “Before you took your endless amount of naps, they told me Dragon Scientist needed to run some tests, they’ll be back before 10, it’s 8. Get a shower, you’re not going to woo anyone if you look like trash... implying you weren’t in the first place.”
Jumaz snickers at Wulff, blowing him a kiss before going back to the bathroom. The chef waits until the cheetah is gone, flopping onto the couch. He takes a moment to look around, seemingly ‘grabbing’ the kiss as soon as the coast is clear and smacking it into his beak.
Ten Minutes Later
A loud moan echoes through the hallway, a slight purring coming soon after, “Ah! I love a good hot shower.”
Jumaz -still in his cheetah form- waltzes back into the lounge room, wearing only some loosely fitted underwear and an oversized t-shirt from Wulff’s closet. His eyes sets on the bird laying on the couch, instinctively jumping onto Wulff and laying his butt on his sturdy chest, grinning sheepishly as he turns back to face the raven.
Heaving a loud caw, Wulff tried to readjust himself, trying to bear the Jumaz-weigh on his chest. “At least you showered,” he manages to breathe, flipping his roommate over to face him.
Jumaz leans forward into Wulff’s chest, resting his soft furry head onto the now shirtless-raven’s pecs, “Hmm, sweatpants and no shirt, looks like someone is dressing to impress~” His hands circle around his friend’s feathers, his fingers laying over Wulff’s nipple.
Quickly removing the feline’s hand off his chest, he places the much leaner man’s hand back onto his shoulder, bringing them much closer together, their faces edging forward, “No touchies. Anyways, these are very scandalous clothes your wearing... including my shirt.”
“Is it wrong to want to feel sexy sometimes?” Jumaz laughs, flicking the chef’s beak before lying back on his chest. He groans loudly, pulling himself closer to Wulff’s face, “Arghhhhh! I can’t wait 2 hours for Blue!”
“Well you’ve got me, which is either worse or better, and some food if you’re hungry, go ahead if you want some.”
The signature grin appears back on Jumaz’s snarky face, his face rising back up from the feathery chest that was Wulff, “What if I’m not hungry for something else? Maybe Im not hungry for food?”
Wulff keeps his poker face up, tilting his head in confusion, “What do you what then?”
“Maybe I’m in the mood for some... bird~”
Wulff gestures his head towards the food heater cart, “Well I made sweet and sour chicken.”
“I love it when you play hard to get~”
“That’s my style,” Wulff rolls his hand under Jumaz’s chin, slowly bringing him closer to his beak, “it gets people wild.”
Jumaz smiles even wider, his mouth purring with anticipation, “It’s working it’s wonders Wulffy~ We’ve got two hours, I have a perfect way to waste it.”
The raven wraps his free arm around the cheetah’s waist bringing his body closer to him, “Oh? And what do you have planned?”
Both men lean close into each other, both their mouths edging closer... and closer... and closer...
“FOR GODS SAKES GET A ROOM!” A pillow hits both of them in the face, Jumaz swiftly snaps his neck towards the perpetrator: a flustered quarter-Siamese cat on the opposite chair, also known as HyperLink.
“When did HL get here!?” Jumaz shouts at his partner’s face, shaking the shirtless avian.
“Oh yeah, she came here a few minutes ago, I forgot about that honestly.”
The feline sighs, getting off his friend’s chest and petting HyperLink, the young girl swiping away at Jumaz with her small claws. “Hey gal.”
The catgirl screeches at the flirty mess of a cat, though her tail says otherwise. “I-I’m gonna get some food!” She stammers off, furiously grabbing a plate and filling it with a glory of food.
Jumaz leans back onto the floor, smiling back at Wulff, whom simply shrugs at him. He gets back up from the floor approaching the avian and leaning above him.
Wulff sits back up, rubbing his head, “I’ll get the gaming console set up for HyperLink, can you-“ the soft lips of the cheetah lock onto his beak, a sweet cotton candy flavour bouncing around his mouth.
Jumaz latches off his partner, smiling even wider this time, “Like my new chapstick?”
Wulff reorganises himself, taking a solid minute to have his brain functioning, “Y-yeah. U-uh, just get the mattresses ready please.”
The feline nods, giddily setting off for his mission, leaving the dazed Wulff alone.
“Jeez... Blue better get here before Jumaz tires us out,” he mumbles.
END
More Character Dialogues!
HyperLink: Hey Nii could you tell me something?
Nii: Yes HL?
HyperLink: How are your boobs so big?
Nii: Wha-
HyperLink: They’re like soft pillows masquerading as melons, I could just sleep in them
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Jumaz: *staring into the distance*
Wulff: What ya thinking about Jumaz?
Jumaz: If we could see ghosts, how many would be banging each other right now?
Wulff: You’re the reason I drink
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Redn: You like pussies?
Dragon Scientist: Yeah I guess
Redn: Makes sense, considering you’re dating one
Yomiel: Ex-fucking-cuse me?
Redn: Y’know your reactions are the reasons I tease you.
Dragon Scientist: I mean... Red’s not wrong
Yomiel: I hate you both
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Yomiel: You like pussies?
Redn: Yep
Yomiel: Makes sense, considering-
Redn: I’m dating one, you reused my joke. Also it doesn’t work considering my husband is literally a pussy and I’m not the punchline
Yomiel: ... W-well, u-uh, y-y-you’re Gay!
Redn: Correct
Yomiel: ARGHHH!
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Dragon Scientist: Alright team, here’s my idea: A device used in cooking that aids in the process of dexterisation, using metallic strips as a way of heating the food while using a dial to set how long the strips will heat the food.
Troy: Uh, that’s a toaster
Dragon Scientist: Well... shit
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Jumaz: *trying to do a kickflip* Alright just give me a second, I’m trying
HyperLink: Jumaz let me go home I’ve been watching for 8 hours straight
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Romancia: Hey Redn I have an idea for a detective vehicle
Redn: if it’s a mech I will hit you
Romancia: *walks away*
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MC: Hey Drago, is magic real?
Dragon Scientist: *reading Dragon Alchemist’s guide to Magic* No
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MC: Hey Red, i think your husband accidentally sent his nudes to my phone number
Redn: Well you’re lucky, how was it looking at a handsome god?
MC: That... is weirdly wholesome
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Jumaz: *slams meat cleaver into HL’s laptop*
HyperLink: WHAT THE FUCK!?
Jumaz: Guess you can say I ‘hacked’ into the mainframe
HyperLink: YOU OWE ME 3000 DOLLARS
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Jumaz: Hey Nii
Nii: Yes ‘Maz?
Jumaz: You’re a nice woman, never stop being who you are
Nii: Oh... is that all?
Jumaz: Yep
Nii: ...
Jumaz: ...
Nii: ...
Jumaz: You’re also a thicc hell of a gal
Nii: There we go! I was wondering where Jumaz went
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Romancia: Hey Wulff I have an idea: a type of machine that automatically does some cooking preparations in the background of a kitchen
Wulff: That actually seems pretty useful, could help our productivity.
Romancia: Oh... I thought you were going to hit me
Wulff: Roman, do you get off from being threatened?
Romancia: Wait what!?
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Wulff: I’m great at cooking, I’m skilled at acrobatics in the air and I’m overall a fantastic planner.
Jumaz: But are you good at sucking di-
Wulff: Yes
Jumaz: Oh
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Romancia: I consider myself a flirtatious guy, one of the best even
Jumaz: *climbing out of his hole* Excuse me?
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Wulff: You do birdwatching as well?
Nii: Yeah! I do like strolling around and spotting pairs of tits once in a while
Wulff: Nice, I sometimes talk with some boobies once in a while
Jumaz: *squeezing a stress ball* I’m really trying guys
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HyperLink: You watch mech animes?
Romancia: Nah, not really into anime in general
HyperLink: Good, because those anime are trash anyways *plays Eromanga Sensei on her computer*
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Dragon Scientist: You wanna catch lizards with me?
Redn: Wha-
Dragon Scientist: You wanna catch lizards with me?
Redn: Why would I need to catch lizards?
Dragon Scientist: Because...
Redn: Is it for your cloning idea?
Dragon Scientist: Yep
Redn: God Damn it
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Troy: Say hi to Kino, Knox, Crescendo, Yuta, Graves and Kyoshi for me when you arrive at the party!
MC: Who?
Troy: Oh yeah, the fox hasn’t programmed that part yet
MC: What Fox?!
Dialogue that probably canonically happened idk
Jumaz: Hey look! It’s Mr. Worldwide!
Wulff: Jumaz. Not every pit bull is Pitbull
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Nii: Jumaz wheres the eggs?
Jumaz hiding ten cartons of eggs in a trench coat: I dunno
Nii: Jumaz we talked about how the giant cake idea won’t work
Jumaz revealing the eggs: Aww
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HyperLink: Nii can you make a smoothie with apple seeds blended in it
Nii: I’m not poisoning Jumaz for you
HyperLink: Awww
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Wulff: I’m not falling for anyone, zilch, none, zero
Jumaz: What about MC
Wulff: Theyre an exception
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Romancia: Okay hear me out, a suit but it’s metal and bigger, with controls inside it
HyperLink: That’s still a mech
Romancia: What about a vehicle that turns into a mech?
HyperLink: DO YOU WANT US TO BE SUED?
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HyperLink: Okay hear me-
Dragon Scientist: Already did it
HyperLink: But I hav-
Dragon Scientist: I did it
HyperLink: Let me speak!
Dragon Scientist: Fine, What is it?
HyperLink: What about a portal to the anime world?
Dragon Scientist: no
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Wulff: I don’t like breadcrumbs! I just like bread that’s in tiny pieces and thrown to the ground! That’s it.
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Jumaz: I don’t get people who use Spanish to woo people, I don’t even speak Spanish that much.
MC appears: Hey y’all
Jumaz: Tetas de fresa y plàtano
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Redn: I love my husband!
Troy: I love my boyfriend!
Dragon Scientist: I love my creation!
Yomiel: Arent you forgetting someone Drago?
Dragon Scientist: No
Yomiel: I-
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Yomiel: Fuck you!
Dragon Scientist: You already have!
Yomiel: ...
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Yomiel: You know, despite my gripes against you, I still like you.
MC: Aww, thanks Yomiel
Yomiel stuffing pudding down his face: Who says I was talking to you? I was talking to my pudding
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Nii: I wish someone would just woo me with French
Romancia: Hon hon titty croissant
Nii: Roman I will serve you gravy brownies again
Romancia: *runs away*
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Jumaz: Hey Nii can you-
Nii: I am not giving you breast milk
Jumaz: Wait What
Nii: Wait What
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Romancia: the empty lot across the street is being given to scientific organisations without charge, guess it’s-
HyperLink: Roman no
Romancia: It’s free real estate
HyperLink: I will hit you
Romancia: Pls dont
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Redn: I’m here to lick ass and chew bubblegum, and I’m all out of gum
Troy: Isn’t it ‘kick ass and chew bubblegum’?
Redn: Oh yeah... I already have gum, I need ass please
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Redn: Y’all better get out my way because it’s pride week bitches
Wulff: Pride week was 5 months ago
Redn: Every week is pride week bitches
Wulff: Just don’t put glitter in my coffee, if you do, it better be the Bisexual or pansexual palette
Redn: *runs away*
Wulff: REDN WHAT DID YOU DO
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Wulff: Have you seen the gun show?
Redn: You mean these guns *flexes muscles*
Wulff: No
Redn: Oh...
Wulff: I mean these ones! *flexes muscles*
Redn: Hell yeah! *flexes muscles*
Troy: You’re all weird
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MC: I just wish that someone would take me on a date or something
Redn: I know that feeling *drinks his coffee while trying to ignore the RO cast peaking out of the corner*
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Jumaz: Hey Troy do you have any critiques on my cake design?
Troy: Put more pictures of Redn on it
Jumaz: T-this is for someone’s birthday
Troy: And? They get the gift of Redn, isn’t that perfect?
Jumaz: How are you my boss again?
"In a way, all the romance options are competing for the MC’s pants" wait... even HyperLink? She kinda looks like a shy girl (but I nevER SAID I DIDN'T APPROVE A "COMPETITIVE" HL!) And all the ROs will "compete" even if it's clear the MC wants to stay with someone else? Guess I wouldn't mind a semi-harem (cause it's a harem, duh), but some people may find it... uncomfortable(?)
HyperLink can try her best to be a competitive person… then fail miserably at it xD.
In a sense, Jumaz and Wulff are really only the two ROs that truly are competing against each other. However, they’re competing against each other for pure fun, to see whether a flirty dominant lupinethrope or a stoic assertive raven could woo a potential mate. That doesn’t mean they don’t have genuine interest in the MC, they obviously do, but they get a slight kick out of competing against each other.
I wouldn’t really call it a harem, more like a group of people who all have a slight interest in the ‘new person’. If the MC wishes to stay with one person, they’ll respect that decision and try their best to stay platonic (okay, Jumaz is still going to flirt, but what do you really expect?).
Ok, what if MC and RO were talking for a long while now and MC starts darting their eyes on RO's lips? what would happen? ( O w O )
Oooo, a spicy question indeed, extra points for that OwO uwu. I’m going to assume this is Flirty!MC (will also use the ‘Blue’ nickname to keep me sane as well) just to prevent myself from doing every MC archetype XD
HyperLink: The feline felt relaxed rambling about her techno jargon to Blue, her body slumping down on her bean bag as she felt her lungs squeeze out with a breath filled with rapid words. She spun her face mask around her finger, still checking if anyone but the MC was around.
“And Australia’s servers are getting better! But they are able to block my DDoS attacks and it defeats the fun of it!” Her tail wagged behind her in annoyance, her ears popping up as she clenched her fists, puffing her cheeks in a childlike manner
Blue chuckled, HL continuing her rant despite their giggling, but her eyes glazed back onto Blue’s... they weren’t staring at her eyes as usual... they were staring at her mouth. She felt her face gleam with pink, covering her mouth to hide her [REDACTED], she hurried to grab her face mask, “I k-knew I shouldn’t have taken it off!”
Her wrists felt a tight grip latch onto them, her face snapping back up to the perpetrator, their grin invading her eyesight, her body flustering with more heat and redness, her back feeling the impact of the soft bean bag. “I like you without your mask HL~”
The feline’s pupils clouded up whilst her heart throbbed with a strange sensation she couldn’t call pain. Flaming the fires even further, the teaser let their soft lips peck her [MORE REDACTED SPOILERS], releasing the girl’s wrists from their grips.
“Oh HyperLink~,” Blue chuckled, their grin exploding the fire within the cat, “You’re so fun to-“. HL’s lips felt mind-blowingly soft, Blue’s lips tingling as he felt the subtle flavour of strawberry-milk chapstick hit their tastebuds. Instinctively wrapping their arms around the young gal, they both latched onto each other, not pulling away from each other as their hug grew tighter.
The feline snapped out first, her face filled with red as Blue caught a glimpse of her licking her lips, the quarter animal shyly hiding her face as she brought her face mask up, her eyes doing the smiling “I-if you’re gonna tease me... t-than you might as finish what you started!”
The feline tackled Blue, the day going on as usual...
Romancia: The mechanic was busy tinkering around with device as he spoke, his hands jimmying around with the tiny aspects of the contraption as he occasionally looked back at Blue to see their reaction. He was mainly discussing how on Earth to decrease the wasted energy in his new battery, mainly blabbering on about heat as he sometimes waited for them to input their thoughts.
Blue curiously watched on, leaning on their hand as their eyes slowly moved from Romancia’s irises and onto his soft French lips. Grinning cheekily at him as they kept looking.
The scientist glanced back at them, finally getting their contraption into working order, before doing a double take, noticing the angle and direction they were looking at. Laying the device on the nearby table, the Italian-French calculated the angle and position they were looking at.
Blue sighed, did he not notice them? They continued to gaze at his perfect succulent lips, their head spinning around with thoughts as they hit their lips, making it the most obvious flirting guide ever, no one could possibly take the wrong turn from there!
Romancia went to the nearby fridge instead... great... grabbing two sodas for both of them, seemingly not noticing Blue’s advances that were on par with Jumaz. “Sorry for blabbering with my big ol lips, Have a drink, it’ll give you a pick me up.” The failed Casonova sighed, taking their defeat and opening a soda.
Taking a nice sip, the burn in their throat flaming on as they punched their own chest, enduring the acid in their throat before groaning, “I get it’s for the experience, but why do the-“ It was a fast one, so fast that it took them a few seconds to realise it, falling deeper into it. The kiss was sudden, yet so... delicious, almost like those quick firing fireworks that explode spectacularly despite happening quickly.
They both pushed towards each other, the kiss getting tougher as they both fought for dominance, yet, Romancia was the one to latch off first, “l'élément de surprise~” He whispered with a chuckle.
“You’re an asshole,” Blue giggles, grabbing his shirt and pulling him down.
Jumaz: The kitchen was strangely quiet, but it made sense for closing time, the rest of the staff already leaving or counting up the sales or other odd jobs. Jumaz was chatting with Blue as usual, the pair being inseparable from their natural flirtatious demeanour. Hanging out near the back.
“So I went up and cut the rope! Pretty messy but it was fun,” The cheetah Lupinethrope chuckled to himself as Blue followed, looking back at his associate to confirm his validation from his peer. He took a moment to analyse them before walking up to his friend without warning, cornering them before slamming his hand into the wall.
Blue helped but soon grinned, their eyes gazing back at Jumaz’s own, “That was quick~” Despite their confident nature, Blue felt a rush of red escape in his cheeks, blushing as they felt the cheetah graze his claw over their cheek, chuckling as he slammed his other hand on the other side.
They were cornered by now, the looming gaze of his feline eye’s breaking down their dominance as they tried to keep their own demeanour up, “I d-didn’t know you were a fan of c-cliches! A kabedon is a c-classic.” Silence. Not a single response. The more quiet it became, the more unbearable it was for Blue.
“A-aren’t you going to speak!?” It was their final last ditch effort, a strange mixture of both fear and desire culminating into mixed emotions. Jumaz grinned, leaning closer, their lips almost tingling above each other.
“Actions speak a lot more than words, Blue~” He whispered, a shocking sensation going down his victim’s spine.
“F-fuck you...”
“But are you going to?”
It was a short and sweet one, yet teasing and left a desire for more, that cheetah son-of-a-bitch bested them at their own game. Not more than one second, Blue pulled his head towards them, delving their themselves into his addicting lips, much to the Cheetah’s pleasure.
Wulff: It was a quiet night in the apartment, the oven finally turning off after a while of cooling, the silence undisturbed by a certain Cheetah. The only sound reverberating the room being the murmurs of the quaint little chef and his companion. As always, the avian sat quietly, nodding along to their blabbering, giving a slight ‘ohh’ or ‘yeah’ as he listened in intrigue.
“Oh! And then she tells me to mix the tartar sauce with the cream! I didn’t for once believe that this would taste good at all... but it did!” The bird chuckled at the reveal, Blue smiling back as they continued, “and so... well, Y-yeah, I tasted...” Not a single sentence formed into a coherent clause. Their eyes were fixated on Wulff’s beak, gulping as they shut their mouth.
The chef was confused at the sudden end of the story, actually intrigued in where it was going. He wave his hands in front of Blue, trying to get them back to reality as he wondered what they were- oh... oh that. “Is it really that big? Maybe I should get my beak shortened...”
Blue snapped themselves back to consciousness, panicking slightly as they tried to cover up their gaze, “N-no! It’s not that big,” chuckling, they leaned back on the couch, grinning, “I like how it looks on you~.” They winked, moving their feet over his lap.
Tilting his head in confusion, rested his chin on his hand, blindsided by their advances, “Really? Beak are quite commonplace for avian, I mean it wouldn’t be normal for one to be without a beak.”
Ah, stoic people, never getting the hint, they leaned closer, touching his beak as they tried their hardest to express their desire as obvious as possible. “But... yours is special, has the right... texture~”
With every approaching second the bird got even more confused, his head tilting 360 degrees as the advancements still did not process through his brain, irritating his flirter. They grumbled slightly, shaking their head, “Jeez Wulff, I though you would-“
Soft, satisfying and simple, just the way Wulff liked it. Their mouth tingled with a strange sensation, almost one reminiscent of citric acid as Blue blushed, looking back at the bird, his cocky grin forming. “Do you think a roommate of Jumaz would be that stupid not to notice~?”
Blue felt their cheeks rush with blood, their body confused and shocked with the stoic’s confidence and flirtation. Yet, the citrus flavour was a hard one to pass down, and they soon returned to taste more. Not that the bird didn’t mind~.
AND I THINK I REACHED MY LINE LIMIT, ILL CONTINUE WITH PART TWO LATER, ALSO SORRY FOR THE LATE RESPONSE!!!
