- fade back to a bar in tempcona, with tara and ten
So, he just hasn’t been in here at all in the past while?
I’ll admit, I haven’t visited in months,
but when I did, he was here every night.
Wonder what changed.
Maybe he knows he’s a wanted man,
and he’s just been hiding somewhere?
Only way to know for sure,
is to get to this Mr. Rapid.
Chris says he’s unreachable without connections, though.
Soooo we’re back to breaking and entering?
More or less.
Gracie said we’d need more people to get away with that.
How the hell are we—
[RING RING RING]
He hasn’t been here all night.
I figured as much, sure.
Bartender mentioned him being out of town until recently.
he couldn’t be here until a day or two ago.
But it’s still strange for him to have up and vanished.
Breaking in really is our only plan, huh?
I mean, I’d rather not on my own.
You did what?
Chris, I mean, you didn’t need to—
You even got location data?
You sure about this? I feel kinda creepy about it.
Well, if it was their opting in, I guess it’s fine.
You did tell them what this gig’s for, right?
Hey, Chris, that’s a real vague answer you just gave.
Whatever, I’ll deal with it when I deal with it.
Text ’em over.
Uh, what’s going on?
I don’t know how he did it, but we might have some friends.
There’s some folk who need some help with things.
We scratch their back, and, uh,
they break into office buildings for us, I guess.
…Assuming he actually told them that’s what we’re doing.
Hell, alright! Let’s see who we got!
He’s sending two pics to me now…
- a photo of a large, chubby red-haired girl in a puffy coat, holding a small kitten, appears
Ah. I know this girl.
A homeless woman from Railtown, known for her love of cats.
Huh. What, she need help getting some catnip or whatever?
Who knows, but this is a solid choice from Chris.
I’ve heard stories of her tearing apart dozens in a row,
just because they kept trying to pick up her favorite kitten.
Oh, maybe we can throw the cats at the guards,
and then she’ll sic herself on ’em as punishment!
for you throwing the cats.
Yep! It’s foolproof, right?
I sincerely hope you never own a pet.
- a photo of char pops up, with an extremely anxious smile, as her boss is in the background
Yes yes yes yes yes!
Suppose this one’s not too surprising.
She’s already shown what she can do,
so no need for her to prove herself.
I have to wonder, though,
why was she stuck at that job, anyways?
I feel as if she could get a warehouse gig fairly easily.
Do you think she could lift me, Tara?
Oh, god, I really hope she can.
…Hey, Ten, mind repeating what I was just saying?
Eh? Oh, uh.
D-did it have to do with her being strong?
Anyways, assuming we can bring both of them with us…
that should bring us up to a crew of five.
You sure that’ll be enough?
We don’t have the privilege of knowing until it’s too late.
All we can do for now is search for them,
and, worst case scenario, we help a few people out.
they leave the bar, and now it is open world, sidequests and all
in railtown, as tara walks into the alley geneva is in, off eileen ave (that’s important) it suddenly cuts to black:
cat girl needs her cat
Known Cat Lady
Likes: Taking Care of Fuzzball
- in a dead dark, an unknown silhouette approaches geneva, a chubby woman lying on the floor
Oh, come now, Geneva.
Don’t you love seeing me?
You always told me I was so handsome.
So gorgeous, am I not?
Am I less handsome,
now that you know what you’ve done to me?
Aw, poor girl thinks she can just ignore it all away.
- the silhouette’s head begins to curl in on itself
You said we’d be best friends forever,
W O U L D N ’ T
W E ?
- immediate smash cut to the alley itself, where geneva seems to be on some sleeping bags on the ground, rolling around in a dazed state, as tara & crew is speaking to an old lady
You sure she’s doing better right now, lady?
As sad as that might seem, yes.
As her mother, I know how she’s like nearly all the time,
and when she’s asleep, she’s far less stable.
This is her being awake?
Do you know how I can help?
To be frank, the only thing I know helps,
is a little kitten she loves to raise, Fuzzball.
I’ve taken her to so many medical professionals,
but nothing snaps Geneva out of it like her purring
Except there’s no cat around here?
Unfortunately, she seems to have disappeared.
We know the little scoundrel is still within Railtown,
yet, it seems to be fleeing this area in particular.
Quite a slippery one, too. Difficult to catch.
That just means we’ll have to be quick.
Ten, how good is your running?
Track and Field champ at my high school,
three years in a row!
Yeah, we’ll be fine.
Make sure she rests well, until then.
Remember, the cat is quite small and skinny,
black fur with white stripes.
You’ll notice her quickly, if you’re near.
Thank you, dears. She’ll appreciate it.
- they leave back into the city
Now, if I were a cat,
where would I go around here?
There’s a harbor not too far from here,
that mostly just contains fishing boats.
Oh, now there’s a start.
Alright, let’s kitnap!
Like, kidnap, but uh,
with. With a cat.
I think she gets it, kid.
Well I think it’s funny!
- after ten’s shameful crime, the trio head to the harbor, where they suddenly hear yelling:
GET BACK HERE, CAAAAAAT!
Wait, a cat?
Would that be…
C’mon, Tara girl,
there’s a million cats in this damn city.
There’s no way that fella’s talking about—
WATCH WHERE YOU’RE GOING, GEEK!
Wuh? Where did…
Aw, the rare Reverse-Zebra Feline eluded me.
Oh, did you not see it?
So beautiful, it is!
With its long, black sheen and its white lines,
I must have it!
Ah, though I have no need to rush.
There’s a dozen of my friends looking for it, as well.
Perhaps I could sit in a lovely cafe,
while I await my prize?
Well! I must take my leave—
- and thus, we enter a battle… with exactly one man. real tough stuff, here.
Why are you hitting me!?
Tell us where your friends are.
I-I will not bow to the likes of—
Motherfucker you do NOT HAVE THE FISTS TO SAY THAT
Gyah! Alright, alright, fine!
They may be out looking for the cat,
but we’ve been meeting at a Fivebux!
THERE’S LIKE TEN MILLION OF THOSE HERE!
The one on Eileen Avenue! It’s that one!
Don’t hurt meeeeeeee!
no wonder the thing’s been dodging her area!
They parked themselves next to the damn alley!
W-why did you step on my leg like that!?
Never come back to this city.
- the trio leave the harbor:
that was surprisingly much for you.
Well, up until now,
you’ve let up on people the moment you get info.
Not that I’m complaining, of course,
that dude was awful.
Well, I won’t lie about it.
I suppose I have personal reasons.
Okay, just keep up that energy for me!
I wanna clean out all these losers!
NO MERCY! NO SURRENDER!
Eh, can we find the cat, first?
- tara then enters the fivebux, but there’s another sudden cut to darkness…
Aw, what’s wrong, Geneva?
Still waiting on your little friend to save you?
Would you like to call out for her?
Or are you so useless you can’t even do that?
You could have saved her too, you know.
Just let the thing up for adoption!
It’s not as if some homeless freak like you,
could ever take care of her.
But you didn’t.
Why is that?
Are you so desperate for skinship,
that a simple cat is your lifeline?
Of course not.
It’s because she’s the last thing you have from me.
Look at me, Geneva.
All of your photos of me… they’re gone.
Destroyed alongside all your possessions.
You cared so much about me.
You can’t even remember my face,
You don’t even react to your own cuts anymore.
I know the solution, though.
- the silhouette’s “eyes” open up, blood-red orbs eminating from its torso.
to see how far you’ll take yourself.
[EXTREMELY LONG SLLLLLICEEEEEEE—]
- smash cut back inside the fivebux, where tara + crew is surrounded by men in suits
Who the hell do you think you are,
breaking into our little meeting like this?
Hmph. So you’re the ones trying to catch her.
A bit too high class looking,
for how low-life your job is.
That thing’s a rare beauty, punk.
We’ll be getting goooood, good money off it.
Not if we have anything to say about it!
We’ve already taken out one of your friends.
I see no reason not to finish the rest of you off now.
Eh? Hell, is that why Tom’s out!?
You little shit!
C’MON, BOYS, LET’S BREAK HER ARMS!
- and now, you beat the shit out of twelve men at once. no throwers + a relatively small area, so they can only do so much against one unit, not too bad
Why the fuck do you care about this cat, anyways!?
I’m not particularly fond of cats, to be honest.
But, I do care about people suffering.
And you’ve all been causing quite a lot of that.
Now, if I can make a suggestion,
go look for that “Tom” fellow of yours.
And when you’ve seen what I’ve done to him,
just remember you’ll be next if you show up here again.
Get the hell out of my sight.
- the squad leave, as all the suited men run off in different directions
Sheesh, they ran quickly.
Do you think the little runt will stick around now?
- a cat appears, skinny as hell and with white stripes.
Woah, that was fast.
Hmph. Didn’t even need to chase it.
You’ve been giving your owner trouble, little one.
Let’s bring you back before you cause more.
- and then… one last smash cut to darkness.
[SLASH SLASH SLASH SLASH]
Do you think you’re better than me,
just because you found a way to live!?
Remember me! Remember me!
[SLASH SLASH SLASH SLASH SLASH SLASH]
REMEMBER REMEMBER REMEMBER REMEMBER REMEMBER—
- and finally, smash cut to the alley, where Geneva seems to click she’s with others
these kind souls have found her for you!
It was nothing.
The little thing must be agile, though,
if it was able to evade all those punks we beat up.
You raised a good’un, lady!
So you’ve been runnin’ around this whole time.
Yeesh. You been eating well, Fuzzball?
I’ll go get some fish bits for you, alright?
They both lightened up the moment they saw each other!
They’re adorable together, aren’t they?
Geneva… she’s been through a lot with that little runt.
They were part of a camp in Tempcona,
before folk tried wrecking the place.
Fuzzball here’s her last connection to there.
It’s good that she’s still around, then.
Oh! Hell, right, other people are here.
T-thank you! So much!
Don’t mention it.
Just, keep something in mind for me.
That cat of yours was hiding from kidnappers.
Apparently, she’s a rare breed of some kind.
Folks’ll pay big bucks for it,
so they were trying to steal her off to sell.
Geneva, what is it?
She disappeared while I was sleeping.
What if that happens again, Ma?
I-I just live in this alley,
it’s not like I can stop anyone from…
Give me a moment.
[BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP]
[AND OTHER PHONE CALLING NOISES]
Actually, I have something I need regarding one of them.
You wouldn’t happen to have any empty space in the Shield?
…Also, is that place pet-friendly.
Should have started with that, actually.
- fade out, and back into the heartbreak shield in little italy:
Oh, is this all to your liking, Geneva?
M-Ma! You won’t believe it!
They have a microwave in this place and everything!
A microwave’s the thing you’re in love with?
When you’ve been without a home for long enough,
it’s the small stuff in one that tends to excite you.
T-thank you so much, missus!
I’m so grateful, I’ll do anything to repay you!
Welllll, we DO have this corporation to raid—
We’ll be fine, thank you.
Aren’t you FORGETTING something!?
Just make sure to keep her with you, okay?
No need to keep yourself in that state.
Bah, whatever, I’m hungry.
There’s a fish and chips place nearby, right?
Wait for me, kid!
I want some too!
- the other two leave, but just as tara tries to…
Y-you kept talking about that,
and you weren’t scared or nothin’,
like you knew what I was going through.
Do you know what it’s like, too?
Seeing things like that?
When things become too overwhelming,
I’ll think too hard into my past.
About all my failures,
and about one girl who I failed the most.
I’ll feel like I’m being held,
and I can hear her all over again,
her breath against me.
It’s as if
she was still trying to comfort me,
all this time.
Even though I’m why she’s dead.
But, I doubt it’s comparable.
I have more than enough support, by comparison.
Now, if you excuse me—
Take me with you.
Look, you don’t know what you’re getting into.
I can fight! Ma’s seen it herself!
A-and I’m a good medic in a pinch!
you’re probably gonna do some tough shit,
Everyone sees me when I’m like that,
and they see me as a threat.
Like I’m just some crazy cat lady,
who should just be tossed aside.
B-but you didn’t.
You understood. You know me!
You’ll be in overwhelming places,
I might barely know you and all.
But I’ll be god damned,
if you end up like I did and nobody saves you.
We’ll be raiding an office building tonight,
trying to save an old friend of mine.
Likely no cops will show up,
but I make no guarantees on that.
You sure you’re up for it?
Hey, what’s your name?
Looks like you got some more firepower.
Suppose I do.
Geneva Farlese Has Joined Your Party!
Catty Combat Medic
A woman of many utilities, strengthened on the streets,
she can both support her allies and bash through enemies.
Has a cat named Fuzzball, who is a very good girl,
and if you disagree you absolutely deserve her fiery elbow.
Killer Mama Lion
If an ally within three spaces has less HP than Geneva,
her caretaker instincts will kick in,
giving her 2x crit and hit rate on all special attacks.
- the squad now head back to super mart, where char is, regrettably, continuing to get hassled
Seizing the means
Hello, sir! What is it, sir?
DID YOU FORGET TO REARRANGE THE CRISPS!?
I-I didn’t, sir! Perfectly aligned!
Eh? THEY ARE!?
Of course, sir! D-did you not notice?
Well, I WOULD have noticed,
IF THE SECURITY CAMS WEREN’T BROKEN!
B-but that wasn’t—
PIPE IT, CHARLIE!
For a man who I’m pretty sure got concussed,
he’s still speaking confidently.
Maaaan, did I knock his head the wrong way?
I thought I landed a go-away punt,
not a yell-at-your-workers-more punt!
WHAT ARE YOU—
Maybe we should break his legs, this time.
Oooh, now there’s an idea!
W-wow! Look at the time!
I should take my coffee break!
- the manager runs off, thank god
S-sorry, customers! I’ll get back to—
Wait, you’re that Heartbreak lady from before!
Please just call me Tara.
Y-you all scared off my boss!
He keeps jumping about and crying,
whenever he gets too close to the magazine stalls.
Though, like, those stalls are pretty short,
so I don’t really get why that would be his phobia now.
Hey, Tara girl,
Those stalls sure are suspiciously Ten-sized.
Finally have a way to get her attention,
and the poor soul can’t even follow through.
Oh, right! You’re here for a reason!
A quiet guy showed up saying you want help, right?
That’s one way of putting it, yes.
Well, actually, I’d love to help!
Teaming up and organizing together as a group,
to take on a large capitalist monolith,
and materially better ourselves in the process?
Like, that just sounds like a dream come true!
Though, I should warn you—
Did he actually explain it all to you?
Sure did! Break into Rapid Corp,
and save a comrade in need! I’m in!
Hm. How about that.
This will be more straightforward than expected.
Though, um, there is one problem.
I think the boss overheard me getting excited about it,
’cus he, um… kinda put me into a twelve hour shift,
starting ten minutes ago?
T-twelve hour shift!?
Poor kid won’t even be out before the sun comes back up!
Serves me right for letting him get away.
I wanna help out, though,
but if I don’t do this shift, I’m out of a job.
What do I do, Miss Heartbreak?
Please just call me Tara.
Eh? You snapped out finally, kid?
Why can’t you get another job, exactly?
W-what do you mean?
I’m not much good at anything else!
No useful skills, didn’t get outta high school,
I can’t even make spreadsheets like my friends do!
Why would you need spreadsheets?
You can lift! Really heavy things, even!
Noooo, that’s not much.
Boss even says it’s a detriment!
Except he gets you to lift all the time.
That’s just to put me in my place, I think.
He talks a lot about how it’d be dangerous for me,
to use that strength for anything else.
…Mind giving examples?
Well, there was this one time,
where he made sure I wasn’t in throwing distance from him—
Yeah, nope, that settles it!
We’re gonna find you a new job!
If you get another gig,
then getting canned from here is no big deal, right?
W-well, I suppose that’s true…
Um, if you do that, I’ll be eternally grateful!
Here! I still have resumes!
You got a resume from “Charlotte D’Cruze”.
Hold on, why’d you just have this on you?
I-I’ve been hoping that, um, well,
maybe employers would approach me?
She hasn’t even tried looking, has she.
Don’t worry! We’ll find you a gig, easy peasy!
- once they’re outside again:
Well, I wasn’t expecting to do job searching today.
Hmmmm. How exactly do we go about this?
I vaguely remember cold-calling being an option.
Eh, in my experience,
that just results in folk blacklisting you from their employment.
Jeez, no wonder nobody called back.
Whatever. Maybe there’s just openings around here.
Let’s try HELLDRUG, first.
That’s a big ol’ store, they’d need people to move stock.
- At HELLDRUG (always in all caps), the London Drugs adjacent:
Hey, this says they’re looking for new hires.
Do you know where to put in resumes?
Oh, are you looking to be hired?
We’re helping someone else out.
She’s a hard worker,
currently in a twelve-hour shift, in fact.
Well, I’ll just see the resume…
Is there an issue?
W-well, um, see…
Ah, silly us!
That sign up front is actually months old!
W-we ought to take that down, soon.
You are absolutely lying through your teeth.
Eep! Please don’t hurt me!
Woah, woah, woah,
no down-punching, no down-punching!
We made rules here, Tara!
Whatever. We’ll look somewhere else.
How about Carmento’s Bowling Alley?
That place needs bodyguard-types, don’t they?
Wait, a bowling alley does?
It’s a form of sport that exists in Little Italy,
which means at least one drunk will show up to ruin things.
Sheesh, didn’t know bowling was that intense.
Well, they are hiring, at least.
Hey, you, we got a resume for you!
From a girl so strong,
she can throw a hundred pounds of steel across a room!
Kid ain’t exaggerating, for the record.
It was some scary stuff.
Allllrighty! Well, let’s see here…
Ehe. Well, about that—
You didn’t even look past the name.
Gyah! Scary Lady!
Oh come on, she said one sentence!
- fight in the bowling alley, why the fuck not
- after it’s done:
Aaaaaah! P-please don’t hurt me!
I wasn’t going to—
Never mind, let’s go.
Sheesh, Tara, your scary eyes are something else.
Mmmmmmmmmmaybe the Bootsie Library is hiring?
They need people to lift heavy books to the top of shelves.
I’m not holding my breath.
- and then, they try the library:
Oh thank god, this place is hiring too!
Oh, right. Sorry.
We’re sending a resume on behalf of someone else.
Way more polite than us, just to be clear.
Bit too polite, actually.
- tara’s portrait is flipped here
Is there a reason your friend is looking away?
…You’re probably going to reject the resume,
the moment you look at the name,
and I’d rather not look threatening.
O-oh. I see.
AaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAH I CAN’T DO IT!
Woah, woah, keep quiet.
I’ve been threatened to not take a girl with this name,
b-but then I think about how hard it is to get a job in this city,
and I feel so horrible!
Yeah, a skinny pale man with a hoodie came in,
and said he could shut down the entire library if I didn’t!
He even knows the man that owns this building,
so we can’t just ignore him!
A skinny pale man, huh.
You thinking what I’m thinking?
That we made a mistake letting him keep his jaw,
after all this?
Okay, cool, so kicking his head in is the right play!
D-do you know this man?
Yes, we do.
Don’t worry. We’ll deal with him for you.
Oh, thank you.
I-I don’t know what I’d do without this library…
Let’s meet him at the Super Mart, then.
You sure he’d be there, still?
We might have scared him off for a bit.
Given how obsessive he’s been over her,
I don’t think any threat would stop him from harassing her.
- and thus, they head back to super mart:
M-my name isn’t even Charlie, sir!
It’s just Charlotte! Although, um, Char is also—
I DON’T CARE, CHARLIE!
You forgot to clean the damn bodega floor!
B-but I just did that!
CLEARLY not, ’cus there’s still some crumbs here!
But t-those are coming from your sandwich!
You’re eating it right now!
DO YOU THINK I EVEN GIVE ONE IOTA—
Joe, block the exit.
Already ahead of you!
Looks like our threatening little culprit,
can’t stop himself from hurling out abuse, huh.
I’M TIRED OF YOU PUNKS, YOU KNOW THAT!?
Fuck this! GUAAAAARDS!
- they start to pile into the store
DID HE HIRE EVEN MORE SINCE YESTERDAY!?
Hmph. I don’t mind.
Makes it all the more satisfying to shut him up for good.
- and now, an EX version of the super mart fight from before, with one exception happening a turn in…
CHARLIE! Hit them, now!
Sir, I can’t do that! I’m weak!
HAVE YOU REALLY BELIEVED ME,
THIS WHOLE FUCKING TIME?
WOMAN, YOU LIFT HUNDREDS OF POUNDS LIKE IT’S NOTHING!
W-what are you…
- and then, after turn three…
ARE YOU DOING!?
HIT THEM ALREADY, YOU PIECE OF SHIT!
What did you just say.
I refuse to.
What will you do about it?
DO YOU THINK ANYONE ELSE WILL TAKE YOU!?
I have this entire city rigged against you, woman!
You’re useless, Charlie! You’re fired!
YOU HEAR ME!? FIRED!!!!
Thank you, sir.
That’s what I wanted you to say.
- and then she YEETS SOME FUCKING TABLES
Y-you guys can’t have all the fun!
I wanna hit him, too!
HELL YEAH! You go, girl!
- and then she beats the shit out of her abusive boss, god bless
Char, if you would please.
Well, no way the bastard has a jaw now.
Yesssss! You did it, Char!
I-I’m out of a job now, though.
I knew I forgot something.
Hey, Tara, I have an idea.
Follow along when you can?
Is this idea competent?
It’s an idea!
That was the least confident answer you could—
Fine, I have no better plans.
Heyyyy, Char! I just remembered!
You could just join my… non-profit…
(Co-ops are the kinda companies without bosses, right?)
(Worker-owned, I believe, so probably.)
W-wait, a co-op?
Would you really?
Of course! You’re a strong one, Char.
And we want strong workers!
Who’s in this co-op?
(How are you already butchering this—)
Huh, that’s weird,
don’t co-ops need a bunch of people?
Otherwise, that’s just self-employment, right?
Ten here seems to have misspoken.
I would be the other member.
It’s just you two?
…A co-op can be two people.
Hmmmm. I guess that makes sense.
If it didn’t count, then videogames couldn’t call it that.
Okay! I’m in!
(Did you consider how we’re going to be paying her?)
(We’re paying her—)
(Oh, fuck, right, we’re supposed to do that.)
(…I’ll just have Chris pay her. Whatever.)
So, what are we gonna do?
As previously established,
we’re breaking into an office building tonight.
Oh man, this co-op gets its hands dirty!
I like it, boss!
Co-ops don’t have those.
I mean, if we all control each other,
then everyone is just everyone else’s boss, right?
Oh, I like that reasoning!
Smart stuff, boss!
Ehehehe! You too, boss!
This is going to be extremely confusing, isn’t it.
At least I’m not being called “Heartbreak” again.
Makes me sound so hostile.
Charlotte “Char” D’Cruze has joined your party!
Throwing For Money
A powerful woman who finally cracked out of her shell.
She can throw heavy objects well over twice her weight,
making her a good fighter when kept at a high distance.
Works for what probably counts as a co-op, if you squint.
If an ally is adjacent, 75% minimum hit rate when attacking;
if two or more allies are adjacent, 100% minimum hit rate.
(That’s what collective bargaining means, right?)
- fade out, and back into tara’s apartment
Okay, boss, we’re all set!
What’s your plan?
According to Chris,
it’s unlikely the cops show up.
Apparently, this Mr. Rapid is police-averse—
—As any decent man should be—
—So we can get away with just breaking down the front door,
and nobody will stop us.
That real estate punk will have bodyguards, right?
In theory, they’ll only hover around his office.
Getting to his floor shouldn’t be difficult.
This is pretty straightforward, then!
Time to get some supplies, and we’ll head there!
Right! Let’s go, boss!
(…When I’d do these things with Larissa,)
(I was never the brains of the operation.)
(Here’s hoping I didn’t screw anything up.)
- when they finally arrive:
Oh, hello, and welcome to Rapid Corp’s office! How may I—
We’re going to be meeting Mr. Rapid.
I-I’m sorry, ma’am, but he’s already preoccupied—
She wasn’t making no request, punk.
Already clonked the guard out! Easy peasy!
I-I got the elevator keys from him, boss!
Let’s get to it, then.
Oh, and you.
Make sure Jimmy Polo’s guards know I’m here.
I want every last one of them.
…S-sir! It’s the intruders he warned you about!
They’re in the office! Already headed to the top floor!
Wow, this is pretty uneventful so far.
That was the easy part.
The hard part–
STEP ASIDE, YOU SCUMBAGS!
WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING,
GETTING INTO OUR DEAL?
…Is right here.
Alright, kids, we got about, eh,
two dozen or so? Of these punks, to get through!
Try to pace yourselves, now!
Got it! Let’s do this, boss!
I’ll rip every LAST ONE OF YOU’S APART!
- four waves of enemies, starting with five, seven, eight, and then four regular enemies alongside a commander, gerald, who’s on the phone:
They seemed to have gotten through, sir.
Very well, sir.
Let us see how the legendary Heartbreak holds herself.
- and then after that… they break into the office
Already gotten through, I see.
Goodness, aren’t you just a rude bunch.
This was your so-called doubled security?
I’m almost disappointed.
So, I presume these were the “punks” you spoke of, Polo?
Correct. Quite rowdy, aren’t they.
That they are.
Now, perhaps we should finalize our deal—
About that, actually.
Jimmy Polo. Your services…
…are no longer needed.
- jimmy’s hair suddenly gets disheveled, and his face looks far angrier
Y-you can’t just do this!
Oh, but I can.
After all, I only wish to seek your security force,
when, quite clearly, they won’t be up to snuff.
Y-you’ll just take this deal away from me,
OF SOME LOW LIFE FUCKING PUNKASSES WITH NO JOBS!?
I see no reason to continue this conversation.
Now, I suggest you get your men and leave…
before I make a call to keep my property defended.
Y-you’ll regret this! YOU WILL!
So, you’re Greg Rapid?
My dearest assistant has told me so much about you.
Your dearest assistant, huh
His name wouldn’t be Adrian Stone, would it?
Oh, yes! He’s so very reliable, that man.
He even positioned himself to force a kidnapper’s hand for me,
locking himself up in my very own safe room!
Adrian Mysteriasa Stone
Man’s Man of Stratta
Likes: [TOO NSFW TO SHOW]
Dislikes: Women Trying to Hit on Him
Well, wasn’t expecting you showing up.
Though, hell, I’m still a bit amazed at myself for all this.
Surprising, is it not?
Why, I thought he was almost absurd,
being all, “her next heist will be at the Tokyo Dome!”
And yet, he was right!
What in the hell?
Adrian, boy, how’d you guess that one?
Oh, that wasn’t so hard—
I knew because I just went there.
Got to chill out with some baseball, sitting in a nice, cool place.
It was a good time! I’d recommend it.
You see, I requested dear Adrian’s help for a reason,
for I could not understand the thief’s intent.
Why were banks given the same treatment as hotels?
Why would someone break into hospitals from poor cities,
just to steal a few supplies?
But ah, Adrian was quite the clever one!
He saw them not as a way to obtain goods,
but as a means of providing a warning to victims!
Well, it doesn’t hurt that I knew she might want to look for me.
C’mon, her name was enough of a clue, right?
She’s going for people with old connections.
So, I let loose my relation to her here and there,
and voila! The mysterious thief shows up right where I’d expect.
Oh, but not just that,
as you had been able to guess the exact time she’d show up,
did you not?
Hey, we don’t know if that one’s right yet, boss!
Though if it is, she should be here–
In your worst moments of weakness…
And in your darkest of days…
I will be there, to steal your very love!
Yes, for it is I,
the beautiful thief of souls!
- “Larissa” shows up, a skinny woman with a long, braided up ponytail, hidden behind a mask
L A R I S S A ♡ H E A R T B R E A K !
You stole my god damn SISTER!
GIVE HER BACK, YOU FUCKING PUNK!
Oh? I have more than just security to deal with this time?
Sorry, little one, but the show must go on!
Greg, get Adri back in the safe room.
Woah, hey, I think I can handle myself—
I-I think it’s best if we comply, dear Adrian.
This is all just a fun little act to you, huh?
Oh, oh, oh?
And who might this darling be?
You don’t even know the name,
of the woman whose wife you stole your identity fron?
A wife, you say?
You’ve already stripped apart my dignity,
made me into a walking target.
And now, you have the nerve,
to try and take my brother from me?
Oh, and I’ll succeed!
What will you do to stop me, hm?
I’ll rip you to shreds.
Woah, uh, hey, Tara girl,
your eyes are getting kinda—
Very well! If a challenge is what you desire,
A CHALLENGE IS WHAT YOU SHALL GET!
A thief holding all of one woman’s failures.
Known for mass kidnappings and random thefts,
she’s quick and agile to the point of being rarely seen.
Why she does all of this, nobody knows.
Causing deep rage in her,
this unit deals 1.5x damage to,
and takes 1.5x damage from Tara.
C h a p t e r T w o
E n d B o s s
Well, guess none of us got a say in the matter.
Geneva! Help me heal everyone back up,
before this thief of ours tries anything smart!
Geneva, quit the cold feet,
we’ve got shit to do!
No, it’s just,
that look in Tara’s eyes…
T-TARA! HANG IN THERE, YA HEAR!?
What’s wrong, “Larissa”?
Where’s the smug aura? The theater kid bullshit?
Don’t tell me you’ll give up this easy.
Uh, might wanna wrap this up soon,
so boss can stop doing that thing with her glaring.
Kinda scary to look at for too long.
Tara girl, what’re you doing?
Tara, get off her.
[CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK–]
I SAID GET OFF HER!
[SHOVE TO GROUND SFX]
Do you think you’re doing?
Oh, I’m sorry, Mrs. Genius,
I didn’t know you could interrogate a corpse for info!
WE NEED HER ALIVE!
Are you even listening!?
I’m not getting my sister back if you keep this up!
Get the HELL OUT OF MY WAY!
Is this a smoke bomb!?
- the screen fogs up, and when it clears:
Oh, hell, she’s gone!
It looks like
I failed you again.
Everything alright? What’s going on—
Holy shit that’s a lot of blood.
Joe! Get over here!
C’mon, Tara, stay with me, stay with me…
You finally brought her home! Good for you!
Please don’t do this, Adri.
What, I can’t compliment you for a job well done?
Well, I mean,
guess it’s not done ’til I start hearing noises through the wall—
Just because you can’t shut up when it’s happening,
doesn’t mean the rest of the world is like that
So you really ARE going to get laid!
N-not what I meant!
Out, out, out!
I’ll make sure to go get a nice meal,
take my sweet time outside for ya.
God, he’s an asshole sometimes.
Sorry about that—
C’mon, it’s okay.
You can cry on me, alright?
I don’t mind.
Nosy rich moms,
they love to ruin everyone else’s dinners, huh?
T-this is the third time that’s happened,
just this week alone!
Why? Why does everyone keep doing this to you?
They got lots of answers to that.
I’m an affront to god.
Or a danger to women,
or a danger to children,
or a danger to myself.
Occasionally, I’m also a danger to god.
Still don’t get that one,
feel like god could beat me pretty easy,
but, it’s a nice confidence boost.
It’s all a bunch of excuses, though.
They just see I’m different,
and that I’m breaking a rule they didn’t know I could break,
and so they start looking for a reason to hate me.
That’s just the way it is,
so long as we look different.
Sometimes we get lucky,
find a way to blend in.
I know a lot of folk who are bitter at those who can,
but mostly I feel glad for them.
Means they never have to suffer,
the way I probably always will.
B-but. This city…
Is the best I’ve got, right?
That’s the sad part, really.
Even with all this shit, it still is.
Do you get what I was saying,
when we first met?
What do you mean?
When I said folk like me don’t live for very long.
This is what I meant.
Those girls were just a bunch of insecure geeks,
didn’t take much effort out of me to scare them.
But one of these days,
the people telling me all this?
They’re going to have strength to match.
Either the actual physical strength to kill me,
just like those punks you saw that day…
Or the psychological strength to ruin me,
tear everything I hold dear apart,
and get me to do it myself.
When you’re expected to be dead in your twenties…
Doesn’t exactly make you fear death so much, right?
I won’t let them.
What do you mean by—
I won’t let them kill you!
These… these monsters…
I-I’ll help take them on with you!
I’ll save you from them!
No matter what!
You know, we still aren’t even from you saving me before.
Just gonna make me rack up my debts like that, are you?