Wednesday, February 3, 2016

Walkthrough: Redemption for Jessika by Tlaero and Mortze

Introduction
Redemption for Jessika can be downloaded here.

There are essentially two endings to the game, which require separate walkthroughs. I've called then 'Good path' and 'Bad path' because I'm not good at coming up with names.

You should watch the intro once to get a sense of what's going on, but it's safe to skip after that.

There is an achievement for finishing the game without the score being visible. Since you're using a walkthrough that shouldn't be a problem, so leave the score turned off.

There's another achievement for choosing a broad variety of scoring options. There's obviously no single way to do that, but I've tried to arrange the walkthrough so that the first option is the one least used up to that point.

There are another eight achievements, which are listed in the two walkthroughs where they are triggered. Once you have all ten, a bonus scene will be available from the Achievements menu.

Good path starts here

It's open.
For you? Always. (Nice +1)
Is everything okay?
Even Judge Oppenworth? (Funny +1)
I happen to know that I'm not your type.
I'm sorry for the way they treat you, Sylvia. You deserve better. (Sweet +1) OR I'd be proud that I'm better than them, but that's not a very high bar. (Nice +1)
So, what can I do for you, Sylvia?
I think, therefore I am. At least, I think I exist... (Funny +1)
It sounds like she's been mistreated by men in the past. (Empathy +1)
Well, I don't know that I qualify as "classy," but should we do something to show her that there's some variety in men?
Sure. Where and when?
Sylvia, I'm a scribe and you're a cop. If I got any "crazy ideas" you'd just break my fingers. I promise to be on my best behavior.
I'm happy to do it, Sylvia.
Check out her ass as you say, '8:00 is fine.' (Sexual +1)
See ya.
Leave at the end of the day.
Knock on the door.
Wow, Sylvia. I've never seen you with your hair down. You look nice. (Nice +1)
Follow her in.
Oh my god. You're SeraB.
I'm a fan...
Buttercup?
Sneak a peek at SeraB while they're focused on each other. (Sexual +1) OR Sneak a peek at Sylvia while they're focused on each other. (Sexual +1)
Quickly look back at their faces.
All men like short shorts, but the tights you wore at the We Festival were even better. (Supportive +1)
Sylvia works with a bunch of jerks. I compare well to them, but I suspect I'm still ... below your bar. (Empathic +1) OR Well, I certainly try not to be. (Nice +1)
Thank you.
Check her out as they turn away. (Sexual +1)
Watch as long as you can.
It's really cool that you two are so in to each other. Holding hands and such. (Supportive +1)
Most people are jerks. Love is universally good, regardless of the lovers. (Supportive +1)
You two clearly have something special. I'm maybe a bit jealous. But certainly not uncomfortable. (Supportive +1)
What can I do to convince you, SeraB?
Um ... wow. No, I'm pretty sure that would only be true in a porno.
Sure, SeraB. I understand. Are you okay?
Don't say anything.
Assume you're misunderstanding, but keep your mouth shut.
Sylvia is the most professional person you've ever met. You can hardly believe the conversation you're witnessing.
Remember to breathe.
Look at what SeraB's doing with Sylvia's strap.
Um ... guys? It feels like I should give you some privacy. (Sweet +4)
If that's what you want ... I'm not going to complain.
Look, don't touch. Got it.
Watch SeraB's fingers work their magic.
Keep watching.
Apparently it's okay to look now...
Oh my god...
Take a good look.
Look higher.
SeraB pulls her top over her head.
SeraB lowers her skirt.
No, can't say that I did...
Take a good look at Sylvia's ass.
Watch what happens next.
They continue kissing.
Sylvia moves lower.
Sylvia removes SeraB's shorts.
Sylvia goes down on SeraB.
Stare at Sylvia's ass.
Keep looking.
Consider carefully.
No way. They were very clear about this. Focus on SeraB instead.
Watch Sylvia get onto the couch.
Look at her breasts.
Approach them.
Think about touching her tits.
Sit back down.
Watch in rapt attention.
Oh my god...
Sylvia moves to the other end of the couch.
I don't know that "cool" is the right term. You two are burning up the place.
Yeah, I've been taking notes...
SeraB licks vigorously.
SeraB spreads her legs.
Pull down your pants and approach her.
Pull up your pants and sit back down.
SeraB straddles her.
SeraB licks Sylvia 69.
Keep watching.
Stare at her tits.
Wow.
Watch her.
Watch Sylvia cum.
Look closely.
Continue.
No. That was incredible.
If they're going to get dressed, you'd better take one last look...
Frantically make 'Not now' motions with your hands.
Sigh. With the embarrassment coming, you might as well get one last look at her tits.
SeraB is going to belittle you for this...
Yeah, she's heard of them...
Nod.
I saw her in the courthouse today. She's really taking the riot hard, isn't she?
I was there. There's no way it could be her fault.
Let me try.
Maybe hearing it from a stranger will have a greater impact. (Smart +1) OR If there's any way I can help, I have to try. (Supportive +1) OR Yes, I'm sure. (Nice +1)
Get directions.
I'm glad to have played a part, but you two are obviously great for each other. I don't think you need my help with anything.
It was amazing to meet you, SeraB.
Okay, Sarah it is. Sylvia, I'll see you at work on Monday.
Bye.
Head out.
Smile to yourself and head home. [NB. The observant among you will have noticed Chloe sitting on the other side of the street.]
Look across the street for the bar.
Enter the bar.
Check out the poster. [Achievement: Just A Game]
Approach Jessika.
I don't want to disturb you. I just wanted to thank you for all the great music you've done. (Nice +1)
No, not that way. I meant it positively.
Are you in the mood to have someone drink with you?
Sit down.
I'll have what she's having. (Empathic +1)
Maybe not. Do you have any local microbrews? (Smart +1)
I'll have a Green Hook, please. (Nice +1)
Look at Jessika.

[There are three different options here. This walkthrough assumes that you take the first, but the others are provided for completeness.]

(Option 1)
Have you looked at yourself in the mirror? (Funny +1)
I don't believe you're damaged, but even if you were, I'm sure about what I'm doing. (Supportive +1)

(Option 2)
You mean besides the fact that I love your music and think you're seriously attractive? (Sweet +1)
I suspect there's more to you than what you're finding in that bottle. (Smart +1) OR I doubt that. I'm here now and far from disappointed. (Sweet +1)

(Option 3)
I saw you sitting here thought you might like some company. (Supportive +1)
I know that, if I was down, I'd prefer not to face it alone. (Empathic +1) OR I actually mean it. Any desire to get into your pants is separate. (Sexual +1)

Get it from him.
Drink
I know.
I was at the concert--
No, you didn't. I was there. The riot wasn't your fault.
No. And neither have you.
Jessika. You've got to stop blaming yourself for this. It wasn't your fault.
But that doesn't even make sense.
I do like your music, that's true, but it's you I'm interested in.
I don't understand.
Look over to the bar.
Look back at her.
I'm more into your other stuff, but I assure you, I'm still hot for you... (Sexual +1) OR Um, that's not your best song, but why would it change how I feel? (Nice +1)
Serious? Yeah, of course I am...
Immune? Immune to what?
Um ... I'm probably not immune to what you're doing now. (Funny +1) OR I'd be happy to show my "immunity"... (Sexual +1) OR I don't think there's any need for immunity with you. (Sweet +1)
Check her out while she's not looking.
Quickly look back at her face.
Thanks. I can't see a thing without them.
Um ... no. Not really. Though I would like to get to know you.
Jessika, I'm confused. A second ago you were angry and depressed. Now you're ... not.
Is this the alcohol kicking in?
It seems like ... er ... you've had quite a bit already.
Take her hand.
Follow her to the door.
Follow her across the street.
Check her out her as she unlocks the door.
Go inside.
Sure, Jessika. Elevators can be great.
Lean in to kiss her.
Look down at her.
Take her hand away and ask her to stop. (Nice +4)
Oh god, do I ever. But not like this...
Follow her to the door.
Go inside with her.
Follow her.
Look around.
<click on Jessica>
You're really very drunk, aren't you?
That's probably true. (Sexual +1) OR Actually... (Nice +1)
Look over to the right.
Hey Sarah. Yeah, thanks for the tip.
Thanks!
Jessika, it kills me to say this, but maybe we should ... wait ... a bit. (Nice +1)
Sarah, what's the best thing we can do for her?
Catch her.
Sure Sarah, where to?
Check her out while she's not looking.
Sorry, can't help myself. (Sexual +1)
Stare at her ass. (Sexual +1)
Right, look, don't touch, and don't bonk Jessika's head.
Lay Jessika down on the bed.
Look around the room.
Look at the pictures.
Look at her vanity table.
Look to the right.
You notice something on the floor.
Pick it up.
I assume this is Jessika's boyfriend.
Where is he now?
She certainly deserves one.
Um ... really?
Don't need to tell you twice.
Pull them off.
You have to look...
Turn your attention to Sarah before she gets annoyed with you for looking.
Turn around.
Leave Jessika's room.
Wait.
Well, maybe she'll feel better after a good night's sleep.
You mean like, go home and come back early?
Are you sure?
Okay, sure. I'd like to meet her when she's not wasted.
I'll do everything I can, Sarah.
Thanks, Sarah.
Look around a bit before you lie down.
Turn around and look at it.
Turn off the lights and lie down on the couch.
Fall asleep.
Put on your glasses.
Don't worry, I met you at the bar last night. I'm Marc. (Supportive +1) OR Oh. Good morning. I'm Marc. I met you at the bar last night. (Nice +1)
With the amount you were drinking, I'm surprised you can remember your name. (Funny +1) OR Well, you were pretty out of sorts. (Nice +1)
Nod uncomfortably.
Well, you started out that way. But, all of a sudden you started gushing about how I was "immune" and became very interested in me.
Yeah, sorry, I didn't understand either. (Nice +1)
Well, you tried to convince me that I should avoid you by singing--
Yeah...
Drunk enough to be talking to me. (Funny +1) OR Pretty drunk, to tell you the truth. (Nice +1)
No, nothing like that. Why would they?
Well, none on me. I guess the bar got a little rowdy for a bit, but you only sang a few lines.
I'll admit that I was a little star struck being there with you, but the singing didn't change anything. (Funny +1) OR I like a lot of your other songs better, but no, not really. (Nice +1)
What?
There's no such thing as 'overly affectionate.' (Sexual +1) OR Kind of. (Nice +1)
Well, you tried to blow me in the elevator...
I stopped you.
Quite the opposite, but I didn't want to take advantage of you.
Sarah was here. You told her you were going to, and I quote, 'Fuck the living shit,' out of me.
Then you passed out. Sarah and I put you to bed. (Smart +1) OR Then the thought of having sex with me caught up with you and you passed out. Sarah and I put you to bed. (Funny +1) OR Then you promptly fell asleep. Sarah and I put you to bed. (Nice +1)
No, I think you're a beautiful, talented woman who just had too much to drink. (Supportive +1) OR No, but even if I did, there's nothing wrong with that (Sexual +1)
How do you keep a figure like that if you have donuts for breakfast?
Um ... I've been to all of your concerts.
Take a donut.
No, I live over by the courthouse. But Sarah offered me the couch, and I wanted to make sure you were okay.
No, I'm not. If I was, this wouldn't be fair to you or her. (Empathic +1) OR What? No! Picking up a beautiful woman in a bar would be tantamount to cheating on a wife. (Sweet +1)
Well ... let's just say that my being here with you wouldn't be cheating on the person I'm interested in... (Smart +1) OR I'm pretty interested in someone, but she just met me. (Sweet +1) OR I'm totally interested in this hot woman. Don't know what she thinks of me, though. (Sexual +1)
Wait.
Pleased to meet you, Jess.
Would you believe secret agent? Neither would I. (Funny +1) [Achievement: I Get Off]
Yet sexy as all get out. In the real world, I'm a court transcriber.
I know. I was the transcriber.
You're not supposed to. I'm there to observe and transcribe, not be part of the proceedings.
Jess, I was at the concert. The riot wasn't your fault.
I really think you should explain this 'immunity' thing...
Say nothing while you take that in.
Okay, for the point of argument, let's take the singing effect as a given. Did you know about it before the concert?
Not really?
You assume she's crazy and ignore her.
Jess, you're not responsible for that.
Okay, fine. Responsible. Just like if your car slides on the ice and there's an accident. You're responsible. But you're not guilty.
You didn't know what would happen when you sang angry. And, I can tell from your behavior since, that you never would have done it if you had known. The riot was not your fault.
I hope you do.
Thank you. You're pretty awesome yourself. (Sweet +1) OR I'm glad to hear the raw terror I'm feeling for being able to talk to you isn't coming through... (Funny +1)
Playing amateur psychoanalyst? (Smart +1) OR Having a breakfast conversation with a beautiful woman in a short robe? (Sexual +1)
I'd like to claim some super altruistic reason, but to be honest, I love your music, and I'm attracted to you. I'd hate to see you stop playing and I'd ... (Take a deep breath) ... like to spend time with you.
Preferably sober.
I'm not in this for an easy blowjob, Jess. (Sweet +1) OR What? No easy blowjobs? I'm out of here then... (Funny +1)
Reach up and touch her hand.
What's that?
Real?
Sarah is real.
You weren't singing last night when she put you to bed and tucked you in. She cares about you. A lot.
I obviously don't speak for her, but I'm pretty sure she doesn't care what you've done. She just wants you to be okay.
Can I make a suggestion?
Skip the bar tonight and do something with her instead.
Go to a concert. Go shopping. Go to the zoo. It doesn't matter. Just spend the time with her.
I learned how from you.
Kiss her.
Smile.
Can I call you?
Turn to leave.
Look at her.
Nod and head out.
Go home.
Get to work.
Come in.
Hey Sylvia. Isn't it your day off?
I definitely see Sarah's influence in that outfit. (Smart +1) OR You look great in your uniform, but that outfit Sarah picked is a winner. (Supportive +1)
You know my door's always open for you. Are you okay? (Supportive +1) OR Sure Sylvia. Is everything okay? (Nice +1)
Dread?
Sylvia, there's nothing to be embarrassed about.
You're afraid that whenever I look at you, I'll imagine you naked, aren't you?
Sylvia, look. You and Sarah have something wonderful. I was privileged to play even a tiny part in it.
No but. Sure, I'll never forget what I saw. You're beautiful, Sylvia. But I don't think any less of you for it. Much the opposite, actually.
What I saw was you and Sarah expressing your love for each other. There's nothing dirty or embarrassing about that.
For making love to your girlfriend? Wouldn't that make everyone a slut? (Smart +1) OR What? God no. (Supportive +1) OR Of course not. (Nice +1)
Sarah's good people.
Really, Joe? You know that she's not interested.
Joe, you can say whatever you want about me. But show Sylvia some respect.
I'm not sure that I know any bitches...
Watch.
She obviously doesn't mind if you take a good look.
Maybe "real losers"?
Perfect time to apologize, Joe...
Well, well, Sylvia. "The woman pushed too far." It suits you.
Yeah, there's enough disrespect in this building as it is. (Smart +1) OR Well, any time you need to assert yourself that way, I'm here for you... (Funny +1) OR You go girl. (Nice +1)
Too bad I have to work...
Get back to work.
Take a look.
Hey Gary. On Friday, you were worried that you'd be fired. I'm glad to see that didn't happen.
Gary, I've known you for a long time, and you've always been more...
Yeah, I guess so. What happened, man?
Last year at the holiday party, I think. Quite attractive. (Sexual +1) OR Last year at the holiday party, I think. Seems like a nice lady. (Nice +1)
Aw, man, I'm sorry.
Oh no. To the concert with the riot?
She wasn't one of the ones who got ... hurt?
What happened?
Gary...
It was an out and out riot. Maybe you two got caught up in it.
So, what are you doing now?
I don't understand.
Look at the screens.
Is that guy smiling?
Intentionally?
Damn, he looks familiar. Where have I seen him before?
I feel like I do. But I can't place him. Can you send me this image?
Will do, Gary.
Can we help you, Miss?
Yeah, this place is a maze. Down the hall to your left, then take the first right. (Supportive +1)
Watch her go.
Thanks, Gary. If I figure out who this is, I'll let you know.
Continue.
Finish work for the day.
Call her.
Hey Jess. I probably should have called first, but I stopped by. Mind if I see you? (Sweet +1) OR Hey Jess. I was in the neighborhood. Can I come up? (Nice +1)
Go in.
Knock.
Wow Jess, that smile could melt ice. (Sweet +1) OR Wow Jess, that's a rockin' outfit you're wearing. (Sexual +1)
Okay, but it'll cost you. (Sexual +1) OR I'd be happy to help. (Supportive +1) OR Sure Jess, what's up? (Nice +1)
You bet. Speaking of Sarah, how was your Sunday with her?
Quickly check her out. (Sexual +1)
Was it ... um ... fun?
Hmmm. Kinda lame, I guess.
Good. I felt that you needed to be someone else, at least for a little while. (Empathic +1) OR In every hard core rocker chick, there's a little girl that just wants cotton candy. (Smart +1)
Kiss her.
Not that I'm complaining, but what was that for?
Well, you needed Sarah more. (Empathic +1) OR Boyfriends shouldn't get in the way of girlfriends. (Smart +1) OR I'm sure I'd have been fine company, but she was better. (Funny +1)
Reach for her.
Sit down.
This guy, right? He looks pretty full of himself. (Empathic +1) OR This is him, isn't it? (Smart +1)
When Sarah and I put you to bed on Saturday, I saw his picture.
At your last concert.
Nod.
No, he doesn't. And this is at the very beginning of the riot. It's possible that he started it.
Possibly. He looks like he's enjoying himself.
Or maybe wearing ear plugs. I don't know.
Huh?
Well, if he premeditatedly broke up with you to make you angry and then started a riot at your concert, his crimes are much more serious than book theft.
I'd like your permission to give his name and address to the prosecutor. Let's have the police find out for sure.
How about, "Well, the new guy can't see without his glasses, so he probably won't be starting any riots"? (Funny +1) OR Well, I'm hoping it's not, "I'd better swear off boyfriends for a while." Though, if that is it, I'll support you. (Supportive +1)
Hold her gaze.
I sure am. What would you like to do?
If you want to go on a date with me, that suggests that you consider me your boyfriend. (Empathic +1) OR "Date" implies that I'm your boyfriend... (Smart +1)
And if I come on this low key date with you, will I get another chance to squeeze your ass?
I'll say. Do you remember the Mayhem poster with you in leather pants? (Sweet +1) OR God yes, you do. Do you remember the Mayhem poster with you in leather pants? (Sexual +1)
Would I lose or gain boyfriend points if I admitted to have spent hours staring at your butt in that poster?
I don't know. I haven't felt it yet.
Grab her ass.
Continue.
Not bad. I mean of all the butts I've squeezed, definitely in the top ten. (Funny +1) OR The poster doesn't do it justice... (Nice +1)
Talk with her.
Are you hiding from the public, or yourself? (Smart +1) OR You don't need to hide, Jess. (Supportive +1)
Well it's a good thing that someone found you, then.
Let's see. Tonight you were happy to hear my voice, smiled when you saw me, kissed me twice, and let me squeeze your ass. That's pretty epic in my book.
Yeah, that's what everyone tells me. "Why are you pining after that hot rocker chick? Can't you see she's out of your league? (Funny +1) OR I've been attracted to you for a long time. If being thrilled to see you smile at me makes me easy, then yeah, I'm the easiest guy on the planet. (Sweet +1)
Are you working on any new songs?
What?
But I read an interview where you said that your happiness comes from making music.
Surely you see the connection. (Smart +1) OR You've got people around you who want to help. Let us help you. (Supportive +1)
You're worried about there being another riot. (Empathic +1) OR Are you afraid that there will be another riot? (Smart +1)
Jess, you've done 23 concerts. Only one had a riot. And, even then, it was probably started by someone else.
It's accurate.
No, I've been to all of them. I kept the ticket stubs.
I'm a FlareUp fan, so I happened to see you guys when you opened for them.
Yeah, and they sure screwed up.
The opener is never supposed to be better than the main act. Mayhem wiped the floor with FlareUp that night.
Yeah, but what happened next was really cool.
I always wondered what Jimmy said to you.
Thank you. I was a Jimmy Jones fan before then, but he skyrocketed in my book that night. (Empathic +1) OR Wow. Dude's a class act. (Sweet +1)
He didn't take pity on you.
I saw an interview where someone asked him about it. He said that night he watched you in rehearsal and saw the same thing that everyone in the audience saw that night.
Don't forget that I'm immune. I heard your incredible voice, and Mayhem's catchy, heavy music. Music that you wrote, by the way. You'd be a star with or without the power.
So what if it does? It's part of who you are, like your great voice and dexterous guitar playing fingers.
Maybe the power came from practice too.
Jess, what's the real reason you don't play anymore? Is it that you're afraid of starting another riot, or that you're ashamed of your power?
You understand that, power aside, no amount of practice could make me sing as well as you do
I do. And if we're going to talk about unfair advantages, let's talk about that killer ass of yours. And those eyes. Oh my god, your eyes...
In that poster, you were looking over your shoulder. I stared at your eyes almost as much as your rear.
How's that?
Kiss her.
Use the opportunity to get a good look at her eyes.
Okay, but it'll cost you another kiss.
Follow her in.
Continue.
Well, you were pretty drunk. It wouldn't have been very meaningful.
Did she just imply that...
Catch her.
Look up at her.
I don't think you're in competition with--
Stare.
You assume she's kidding.
Watch in rapt attention.
There are no bad choices here...
Catch it.
Oh my god, Jess...
Stare at her hips.
Watch.
Instinctively catch them too.
Yes, definitely.
Um ... don't let me stop you.
God no.
No. I think ... that would be a good idea...
Damn. You are the sexiest woman alive.
Well, I guess I won't know for sure until you turn around...
Not quite.
It's not a bulge, it's a gun. Stick 'em up.
Yes, I can see that you're not. Then again, if you were, I'd have trouble focusing on it...
Well, with you looking like that, the safety's definitely off.
Take a close look at her breasts.
Continue.
Nod as she undoes your pants.
Maybe I missed my calling...
She leans in toward your cock.
She licks the tip.
She continues to lick as she takes the tip inside.
She takes you farther in.
She slides you in further.
More.
Oh god.
She takes it up a notch.
Oh my god, that's...
Damn, you are really good at this...
She puts it back in.
She continues to play with your balls.

[As the game suggests, save here. Orgasm Now or Deepthroat?]

Orgasm Now
I'm about to cum.
Cum in her mouth.
Keep going.
She takes you back in.
Oh wow, that was ... wow.
Damn, Jess.
Yes, yes, yes. [go to Afterwards]

Deepthroat
This is awesome. Did you say you deepthroat too?
Continue
Holy crap, that's amazing!
Plunge it back in.
Pull her in as you thrust forward.

[Do you cum in her mouth or on her breasts?]

(mouth)
I'm going to cum straight down your throat.
Explode deep into her throat.
Finish.
Yes. That was mind blowingly amazing. [go to Afterwards]

(breasts)
I wanna cum on your tits.
Cum on her.
Keep going.
Yes. That was mind blowingly amazing. [go to Afterwards]

Afterwards
What? Sarah?
Oh my god, Sarah. Did you see that whole thing?
Okay, you've got me there.
I'll say.
I guess that depends on which side of the couch you're standing on.
Thanks, Sarah. Feel free to slap me if this is too personal, but have you two ever...
Mayor Joey Bertradino?
What happened?
I meant with you.
So you knew in sixth grade that you were gay?
Does she know you're hot for her?
What about Sylvia? Does she know?
Check her out. (Sexual +1)
Sorry. Your relationship with Sylvia sounds healthy.
Happy to help.
She said you had cotton candy and acted like little girls.
Look over to Jess.
Seems best to stay out of that conversation.
Um, tonight I got a blowjob from the hottest woman on the planet. I've got nothing to complain about.
Gently put a hand on her leg.
When you hit your crash cymbal so hard it fell over, then Sven tripped over it, fell into the amp stack, and shorted out power to the club?
I remember that. "Acoustic set in the dark!" [Achievement: Has Anybody Seen My Baby?]
You go home one happy guy.
Go in and sit in one of his guest chairs.
You remember the singer from the band at the riot?
That was her ex-boyfriend. Right before the concert, and out of the blue, he broke up with her and said a lot of nasty things.
It sure feels that way.
I met her a few days ago and we've hit it off. I'm seeing her now.
I'm happy to help, Gary. Anything improving on the wife front?
You know, Jess feels terrible about the riot. If I told her what happened between the two of you, she might be willing to sign an autograph for Cynthia or something.
Okay, let me talk to Jess before you say anything to her.
You bet, Gary. I guess I'd better get back to work.
Head back to your office.
Answer it.
Helping you stay out of the bar is the least I can do. What's the plan? (Supportive +1) OR It's a dirty job, but someone's got to do it. What's the plan? (Funny +1) OR I'd love to. What's the plan? (Nice +1)
If you don't mind being seen dancing with some nerdy guy from the courthouse, I'm in. (Funny +1) OR I like rock music, and I like you. Put those two together and dancing will come naturally. (Sweet +1)
Sure. Normal rock show attire?
You understand that I'm not going to be able to focus on work for the rest of the day as I imagine that?
Continue.
Don't worry about being late. Go to the bookstore.
Go inside.
Excuse me. I'm looking for a coffee table book about guitars. Do you have anything like that?
Thank you.
How do you know it's not for me?
I'll have you know that, despite my court transcriber appearance, I'm into heavy music.
Okay, that's a bit creepy.
It's okay. Nice to meet you, Miranda. I'm Marc.
Hi Elsa.
No, this looks great.
Wow, Miranda. You've gone past "creepy" and into "impressive." Yeah, her ex-boyfriend took a book like this from her and didn't return it when they broke up.
Yeah, he did.
What? Why?
I don't suppose you have any way to find him? He's kind of fallen off the face of the planet.
Well, let me at least pay you what you paid him.
I'm in a bit of a rush now, but at I'll at least come back and buy something else later. Thank you, Elsa!
What's that, Miranda?
Yes, that's true. Damn, Miranda. No one has ever successfully thrown a surprise party for you, have they? [Achievement: My Little Red Book]
Don't worry, Miranda. Being good to her is my highest priority. Nice to meet the two of you.
It's already ten after eight. You've got to hurry.
Yeah, sorry. I got delayed at work, which made me have to decide whether to go find this for you or not. I hope I made the right choice.
Hand her the book.
It's actually literally the book he stole. I went looking for it and happened to go to the store where he sold it.
So I made the right choice? (Nice +5)
I'm pretty sure that's well documented.
I'd be happy to be with you even if you were in a burlap sack, but is that what you're planning to wear? (Funny +1)
Oh my god!
Is it acceptable for your boyfriend to stare?
Fair warning, I may be staring all night...
You're not wearing...
Um ... surpassed it.
I'd hang with you even if you didn't try to right my mind with kisses in the elevator. (Sweet +1) OR Well, if I have to. (Funny +1)
I'm not familiar with them. Though, with you here dressed like that, I'm pretty pre-disposed to enjoy the show.
Hello Vince.
You can't help but think about the ways this guy could kill you with his bare hands.
Nod to the bouncer.
Smile and go inside.
Look at them.
Look back at Jess.
Stare at her.
Start dancing.
Keep dancing.
Keep dancing.
Keep dancing.
Move closer to her.
Put your hands on her hips.
She doesn't slap you...
Reach around to her belly.
Continue.
Kiss her neck.
Let your hands wander a bit.
Inch closer.
Rub her breast.
Slide your other hand under her shirt.
Pull her against you.
Continue.
What's wrong?
You're about to...
Nope, I'm good.
Arrive at her apartment.
Get inside.
Pull her into the elevator.
Remove your jacket too.
Ignore that oversight as she pulls your pants down.
Pick her up and set her on the railing.
French kiss.
Thrust in.
Continue.
Fuck her.
Seen from below.
Speed up.
Kiss her.
Faster.
Cum together.
Continue.
Finish kissing.
Yeah it was. Sorry I didn't last very long.
We never pressed the button. The elevator hasn't moved yet.
Gently rub her thigh.
What's wrong?
I know what I want.
No. Though keep looking at me like that and maybe. Do you trust me?
Would you play a song for me?
Hold her gently.
Go up to her place.
Go inside.
Check out the guitars.
Look closely at the drums.
Check out the mic from the other side.
Look to the door.
I'll bet they don't think so anymore.
Yes, I do.
I know that it does. It means a lot to me too.
Watch.
Listen in rapt attention.
Keep listening.
Look at her.
Look back at Jess.
Continue.
Ring the doorbell.
Wait a bit more.
Oh, hi O-Kumo. I'm Marc.
Thanks.
And Sven too. It's cool to meet you guys.
You speak English?
So you're not from Scandinavia?
O-Kumo, are you not from Japan?
That's cool.
Is Jess here?
Go to the sound room.
Holy crap, she's playing again!
How does Jess tell it?
Tear it up, guys!
Watch the show.
Just a few hours.
Are you kidding? Seeing the four of you play up close and personal like this has been a dream of mine. It was awesome to watch.
You haven't heard me sing...
I'm not cutting you short, am I?
Follow them back into the apartment living area.
Sit down and play.
Keep playing.
My parents made me take lessons when I was five. I fought them tooth and nail.
Well, the lessons stuck, but I never really practiced much. I'm not very good.
Play one of Mayhem's ballads.
Try your best to hit the right keys, in the right order, at the right tempo, all the while wishing you had practiced more.
Continue.
You don't need to thank me. I should be thanking you. I'm happier than I've ever been.
This happiness goes to eleven...
Look at her.
Maybe even twelve...
Get up.
On a piano?
Kiss her.
Lift her onto the piano.
Let her take off your shirt.
Go back to kissing her.
Work your way lower.
Keep kissing her.
Lick her pussy.
Lick harder.
Stick your tongue into her pussy.
Keep working on her.
Continue going down on her.
Lick around her anus.
Give her a rim job.
Keep going.
Lick harder.
Keep going.
Drive her over the edge.
Finish licking her.
That was me showing you that even a boring court guy can be good in bed. Or on a piano, as the case may be...
Well, if you insist...
Rub your cock through her hair.
Pull back a bit to line it up.
Slide it in farther.
Keep going.
Pull out a bit and then ram it back in.
Fuck her.
Fuck her harder.
Fuck her even harder.
Pound her with everything you've got.
Look down at her pussy.
Ram it all the way in.
Hold yourself deep inside her.
Pull out and cum all over her.
Cum until you're empty.
Continue.
No. Charles appears to have dropped off the face of the earth.
You've already done a ton for the investigation. I don't think there's anything else you can do there but...
Well, there's something you can do for the prosecutor himself.
His wife is a fan, you see, and they were at the last concert. They got in a fight.
Yeah. They've since patched things over, but if you could autograph something that he could give her, they'd both be very happy.
You don't owe them anything.
Really? That would be any fan's dream.
Tomorrow's a court holiday. I'll bet they're free.
Continue.
Don't worry, Jess. This is going to go great. You'll see.
Hey guys, good to see you.
Sit back down.
You enjoy seeing Cynthia so obviously happy.
Oh wow. This is the first you've heard that she's considering playing another concert.
That's maybe bending the truth a bit, but you appreciate her saying so.
Continue.
Oh, you are so going to have to give him a hard time at work tomorrow.
Gary is going to feel terrible about accusing Jess after this.
You wonder what intern she's talking about. Gary doesn't even have one. [Achievement: 99 Problems]
Continue.
Seems to be a lot of people heading to the square.
I hear he kisses like a fish.
She didn't tell me that you're actively thinking about doing concerts again.
I can't tell you how happy that makes me.
Does that mean I get backstage passes too?
Jess? What's wrong?
Are you sure?
I'll get him!
What? We can't let him get away.
Okay, but what kind of boyfriend am I if I can't protect you?
Peer in through the window.
Oh my god, Jess, there's a bomb in the car!
Well, if the mayor is at the rally, then security would be really tight. It would be hard to get a bomb close enough.
Oh no. I'll bet he's going to do something on the other side of the square that scares people and sends them running this way. Then he'll set this off when they get here.
Go! Do whatever you have to do to keep them from coming this way. I'll get the police here.
Hello, I'm at the rally downtown, and I just saw a guy put a bomb in a car. We need police to cordon off the area right away.
Too close, I'm moving away now. I think it's a white PT Cruiser. License plate 32-BO.
Oh god, something is happening at the rally. I think they're trying to send people toward this bomb.
No! Turn back! Go the other way!
Jess!
Continue.
Continue.
Continue.
Continue.
Continue.
Continue.
Continue.
Mute the TV.
Hundreds of lives.
You do.
You do, but you decide not to respond.
Say nothing, but hold her a little tighter.
There's nothing to say to this. You just hold her comfortingly.
You'll hold her as long as it takes.
Okay, I'll accept a bit of it. But do you think I don't know how hard it was for you to get up on that stage and sing to them?
You're terrified of your power, but when it mattered, you used it to save all of those people. I may have helped get you out of the bar, but you're the hero here.
Okay, so we're both heroes. What's our next feat?
I'm in.
I'd like that too.
That's okay. Just holding you all night would be pretty epic in my book.
Or the bed, as the case may be...
Follow her in.
She returns to you.
It's been a long day. I'll never turn down sex with you, but if you want to skip that tonight, I'm happy to just hold you.
No complaints there...
Continue.
More info.
Get started.
[You don't really need a walkthrough for this bit. Just follow the prompts.]
She rides you.
Look at her.
Get closer.
Cum inside her.
Time to sleep.
Continue.
Continue.
The End. [Achievement: And Justice for All]; [Achievement: Running Blind] (if you didn't have the score visible); [Achievement: Round and round] (if you balanced out your choices)

[As with Dreaming with Elsa, there is a post-credits sequence.]

Bad path starts here

It's open.
For you? Always. (Nice +1)
Is everything okay?
Even Judge Oppenworth? (Funny +1)
If you want me not to be, I'm willing. You're seriously attractive. (Lewd +1)
I'm sorry. That was a poor attempt at a joke.
No it wasn't. I promise, it won't happen again.
Thank you, Sylvia. So, what can I do for you?
I think, therefore I am. At least, I think I exist...
It sounds like she's been mistreated by men in the past. (Emapthic +1) OR Yeah, it'd be easier to believe you work with the Loch Ness Monster... (Funny +1)
Well, I don't know that I qualify as "classy," but should we do something to show her that there's some variety in men?
Sure. Where and when?
Sylvia, I'm a scribe and you're a cop. If I got any "crazy ideas" you'd just break my fingers.
I'm happy to do it, Sylvia.
Check out her ass as you say, '8:00 is fine.' (Sexual +1)
See ya.
Leave at the end of the day.
Knock on the door.
Wow, Sylvia. I've never seen you with your hair down. You look nice. (Nice +1)
Follow her in.
Check out her tits (Lewd +1)
Tear your eyes away.
Sorry.
Oh my god. You're SeraB.
I'm a fan...
Buttercup?
Sneak a peek at SeraB while they're focused on each other. (Sexual +1) OR Sneak a peek at Sylvia while they're focused on each other. (Sexual +1)
Quickly look back at their faces.
All men like short shorts, but the tights you wore at the We Festival were even better. (Supportive +1)
Sylvia works with a bunch of jerks. I compare well to them, but I suspect I'm still ... below your bar. (Empathic +1) OR Well, I certainly try not to be. (Nice +1)
Thank you.
Check her out as they turn away. (Sexual +1)
Watch as long as you can.
Damn those are two fine asses. (Lewd +1)
He's never seen you in that hot skirt before... (Lewd +1)
You two clearly have something special. I'm maybe a bit jealous. (Supportive +1)
What can I do to convince you, SeraB?
Um ... wow. No, I'm pretty sure that would only be true in a porno.
Sure, SeraB. I understand.
Don't say anything.
Assume you're misunderstanding, but keep your mouth shut.
Sylvia is the most professional person you've ever met. You can hardly believe the conversation you're witnessing.
Remember to breathe.
Look at what SeraB's doing with Sylvia's strap.
Um ... guys? It feels like I should give you some privacy. (Sweet +4)
If that's what you want ... I'm not going to complain.
Look, don't touch. Got it.
Watch SeraB's fingers work their magic.
Keep watching.
Apparently it's okay to look now...
Oh my god...
Take a good look.
Look higher.
SeraB pulls her top over her head.
SeraB lowers her skirt.
No, can't say that I did...
Take a good look at Sylvia's ass.
Watch what happens next.
They continue kissing.
Sylvia moves lower.
Sylvia removes SeraB's shorts.
Sylvia goes down on SeraB.
Stare at Sylvia's ass.
Keep looking.
Consider carefully.
Pull your pants down, and approach them.
Yes! Ram your cock into her begging pussy. (Lewd +4)
Um ... yes?
Leave before she gets her gun...
Check out the license plate.
Write down the number and head to your office.
Turn on your computer and look up SeraB's address.
Go to the apartment.
Approach the door.
Look around.
Enter the bar.
Check out the poster. [Achievement: Just A Game]
Approach Jessika.
I don't want to disturb you. I just wanted to thank you for all the great music you've done. (Nice +1)
No, not that way. I meant it positively.
Are you in the mood to have someone drink with you?
Sit down.
I'll have what she's having. (Empathic +1)
Maybe not. Do you have any local microbrews? (Smart +1)
I'll have a Green Hook, please. (Nice +1)
Look at Jessika.

[There are three different options here. This walkthrough assumes that you take the first, but the others are provided for completeness.]

(Option 1)
You mean besides the fact that I love your music and think you're seriously attractive? (Sweet +1)
I suspect there's more to you than what you're finding in that bottle. (Smart +1) OR I doubt that. I'm here now and far from disappointed. (Sweet +1)

(Option 2)
Have you looked at yourself in the mirror? (Funny +1)
I don't believe you're damaged, but even if you were, I'm sure about what I'm doing. (Supportive +1)

(Option 3)
I saw you sitting here thought you might like some company. (Supportive +1)
I know that, if I was down, I'd prefer not to face it alone. (Empathic +1) OR I actually mean it. Any desire to get into your pants is separate. (Sexual +1)

Get it from him.
Drink
I know.
I was at the concert--
No, you didn't. I was there. The riot wasn't your fault.
No. And neither have you.
Jessika. You've got to stop blaming yourself for this. It wasn't your fault.
But that doesn't even make sense.
I do like your music, that's true, but it's you I'm interested in.
I don't understand.
Look over to the bar.
Look back at her.
I'm more into your other stuff, but I assure you, I'm still hot for you... (Sexual +1) OR Um, that's not your best song, but why would it change how I feel? (Nice +1)
Serious? Yeah, of course I am...
Immune? Immune to what?
Um ... I'm probably not immune to what you're doing now. (Funny +1) OR I'd be happy to show my "immunity"... (Sexual +1) OR I don't think there's any need for immunity with you. (Sweet +1)
Check her out while she's not looking.
Quickly look back at her face.
Thanks. I can't see a thing without them.
Um ... no. Not really. Though I would like to get to know you.
Jessika, I'm confused. A second ago you were angry and depressed. Now you're ... not.
Is this the alcohol kicking in?
It seems like ... er ... you've had quite a bit already.
Take her hand.
Follow her to the door.
Follow her across the street.
Check her out her as she unlocks the door.
Go inside.
Sure, Jessika. Elevators can be great.
Lean in to kiss her.
Look down at her.
Take her hand away and ask her to stop. (Nice +4)
Oh god, do I ever. But not like this...
Follow her to the door.
Go inside with her.
Follow her.
Look around.
<click on Jessica>
You're really very drunk, aren't you?
That's probably true. (Sexual +1) OR Actually... (Nice +1)
Look over to the right.
I ... met her in the bar across the street.
SeraB, I--
Jessika, it kills me to say this, but maybe we should ... wait ... a bit. (Nice +1)
SeraB, what's the best thing we can do for her?
Catch her.
Sure SeraB, where to?
Check her out while she's not looking.
Sorry, can't help myself. (Sexual +1)
Stare at her ass. (Sexual +1)
Don't worry, her head's safe with me.
Lay Jessika down on the bed.
Look around the room.
Look at the pictures.
Look at her vanity table.
Look to the right.
You notice something on the floor.
Pick it up.
I assume this is Jessika's boyfriend.
Where is he now?
She certainly deserves one.
I'm not going to hurt her...
Turn around.
Leave Jessika's room.
Wait.
Look SeraB, I'm sorry about what happened at Sylvia's. I got carried away watching you two, and I shouldn't have.
No, it doesn't, but I'm going to work to change your opinion of me. I hope you'll give me another chance.
No. I mean that I'm going to try to get to know Jessika, and I'll treat her well.
Yes, I understand. She's lucky to have you.
Thank you, SeraB. Good night.
Head home.
Get to work.
Take a look.
Hey Gary. On Friday, you were worried that you'd be fired.
Gary, I've known you for a long time, and you've always been more...
Yeah, I guess so. What happened, man?
Last year at the holiday party, I think. Wow is she ever hot.
Aw, man, I'm sorry.
Oh no. To the concert with the riot?
She wasn't one of the ones who got ... hurt?
What happened?
Gary...
It was an out and out riot. Maybe you two got caught up in it.
So, what are you doing now?
I don't understand.
Look at the screens.
Is that guy smiling?
Intentionally?
Damn, he looks familiar. Where have I seen him before?
I feel like I do. But I can't place him. Can you send me this image?
Will do, Gary.
Can we help you, Miss?
Yeah, this place is a maze. Down the hall to your left, then take the first right. (Supportive +1)
Watch her go.
Thanks, Gary. If I figure out who this is, I'll let you know.
Continue.
Finish work for the day.
Go in and look for her.
Approach her.
Hey there hotstuff. Do you remember me from yesterday? (Lewd +1)
I met you here in the bar, but it was later in the night, so you already had quite a bit to drink.
May I sit down?
Given how you are when you drink, I wouldn't pass up the chance. (Lewd +1)
Yesterday you took me back to your place.
Well, you sang a bit and--
Yeah and--
Kind of the opposite. I wasn't affected and you got really happy, saying I was immune to something.
No. But I was affected by you trying to blow me in the elevator. (Lewd +1)
Unfortunately, you passed out before anything happened.
Well, there's always tonight. (Lewd +1)
Anyway, SeraB and I put you to bed, and I saw a picture of your ex-boyfriend.
Because I think your ex started the riot at your last concert.
I have an image from the security footage. Can you tell me if it's him?
No, but I work at the courthouse. The prosecutor is looking for this guy.
Can you tell me his full name and where he lives?
Continue.
But I...
Jessika, don't you see? This could prove that you're not responsible for the riot.
Okay, okay, I won't make any trouble.
Go home.
Go in and sit in one of his guest chairs.
I've had better days, but I'm fine. I thought I had a line on the guy who started the riot, but I struck out trying to get it.
I know that his name is Charles and that he's the ex-boyfriend of the singer in the band.
Yeah, I met her in a bar and showed her the picture. She confirmed that it's him, but wouldn't give me any more information.
I'm pretty sure he's your guy, too. Right before the concert, and out of the blue, he broke up with her and said a lot of nasty things.
It sure feels that way.
Yeah.
Thanks, Gary. She was out of my league anyway.
I don't remember you having any interns.
Yeah, she's seriously hot. I wonder where she got the idea.
Hang in there, man. I'd better get back to work.
Head back to your office.
Come in.
Hi Chloe, I'm Marc. I've always got time for hot women. (Lewd +1)
That's an interesting tattoo peeking out on your wrist. How high up does it go?
Damn, I'd like to see that. Does it have any meaning? (Lewd +1)
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry.
I'm a court transcriber, or scribe for short.
They're similar. Stenographers write in shorthand and then translate it afterward.
Well, the digital scribe has an optimized keyboard, but, in general, yeah.
It's a ... specialized skill.
Okay. Thank you.
In the courtroom I'm supposed to be as transparent as possible. Ideally, no one even notices me.
I'm human so it can be hard to stay completely impartial.
Huh?
It's okay. You're right.
Yeah. How'd you guess?
Well, our prosecutor tried to have Jessika, the lead singer, charged for the riot.
Not likely. We've got some footage of another guy who may have started it.
I thought I had a line on figuring out who the guy in the footage was, and I thought pursuing it would give me a chance to go out with Jessika.
Naw. She didn't want anything to do with me.
My job. I'll transcribe the proceedings and leave the actual investigations to the police and prosecution.
Yeah. She was out of my league anyway.
Happy to, Chloe. It was nice to meet you.
Continue.
Check out her ass as she goes.
Continue.
Yeah, Gary, what's up?
Sure. I'll be right over.
You bet. Is there something wrong?
With boobs like those?
How could I forget? Hi Cynthia.
That's great! I'm happy for the two of you.
A condition?
Wonder why they're having this argument in front of you.
It feels like you shouldn't be here.
Um, how?
You want me to do what???
Gary, you're okay with this?
Well, if it'll save your marriage...
You take off your shirt.
You take off your pants.
Walk over to Cynthia.
I'd follow that fine ass anywhere, Cynthia.
Pull her panties down.
You're sure about this?
Slide your cock into her pussy.
Fuck her.
Look down at her round ass.
Fuck her harder.
Look down at her giant tits.
Grab one of her tits.
Cynthia, grab my neck.
Pull her leg up.
Move her leg up to your shoulder.
Look down at her amazing tits.
Look at something more interesting than him.
Redouble your pounding.
Gary sticks his cock in her mouth.
Take a good look at her tits.
Turn her back over.
Gary pushes on her head.
He releases her.
You wonder if she'll believe him.
Do as she says.
Damn, she's hot.
Position your cock so she can sit on it.
Take a good look.
Bury your face in them.
He moves closer.
He licks her ass.
He reaches back.
Gary gets up behind her.
He replaces his finger with his cock.
Gary pulls her arms up.
They kiss.
Gary moves down to her neck.
Oh god, I'm about to cum.
Cum in her mouth.
She wraps her lips around your tip.
She switches to him.
Separate yourself from them.
Get dressed. [Achievement: Jessie's Girl]
Sounds like your cue to leave.
Turn toward the sound.
Chloe?
Since we've got the day off, I'm going to check out the rally.
Chloe? What's wrong?
Um, okay.
Let her lead you away.
Continue [Achievement: Fade to Black]; [Achievement: Running Blind] (if you didn't have the score visible); [Achievement: Round and round] (if you balanced out your choices)
Blink a few times to clear your vision.
Sit up.
Chloe? What's going on?
Thank me? By tying me up?
I ... I don't understand.
What are you then?
I think I was hit in the head. I'm really not following you.
But you only talked to me once.
Do you mean Jessika? How is she involved?
Sounds like you need a new employer.
Am I tied up because you're turning me over to your employer?
So, why am I tied up?
How do you know what I want?
Chloe, I...
Okay...
Continue.
She runs her fingers lower.
Look up at her.
Follow her gaze.
Look back at her.
Chloe? These guys that your employer makes you have sex with.
Would you kiss me?
I think it's better to ask if it's what you want...
Return the kiss.
Continue to kiss her.
Return in kind.
Kiss as well as you can.
It's okay, Chloe. Kiss me as much as you'd like.
Return the passion.
She moves down to your cock.
She blows you gently.
She picks up the intensity and goes deeper.
She tries to take you all the way in.
Holy crap, Chloe. I've never had someone get that deep before.
That was incredible.
God, yes.
Or die trying.
Look up at her.
I will.
Lick it.
Lick harder.
Lick in rhythm with her movements.
Keep it up.
Stick your tongue deep into her pussy.
Push her over the top.
Keep licking through her orgasm.
Keep going. Maybe you can make her cum twice.
You bet no one has ever given her a rim job...
Lick around it.
Lick harder.
Push on.
Take it.
Your dick feels lonely...
If you're feeling appreciative, you could show it by riding me.
She slides you in.
She fucks you slowly.
You're enjoying it too.
Keep fucking her.
She turns to kiss you.
Kiss her.
Match her passion.
Yeah you would!
Focus on the tattoo.
Chloe, are you alright?
She climbs off of you.
No. I can't say that I have.
Yes. Yes, I do.
Look at her ass.
Move into position.
Oh god, Chloe. This is...
Do as she says.
Fuck her ass slowly.
Keep it up.
Fuck her harder.
Give her everything you've got.
Ram it in hard to finish her off.
Oh god, I'm about to cum.
Then lick it.
Not much!
Put it inside! I'm about to burst.
I'm trying! I can't...
Chloe!
Cum in her mouth.
Keep cumming.
Almost done.
Collapse onto the bed.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
She walks to the other side of the bed.
She returns to the bed.
It was pretty darned awesome for me too.
Me too. But you're saying that like it has to end. It doesn't.
Huh? What for?
Return her kiss.
What the fu--
Continue.