This quest takes place in the DC Universe with characteristics mainly pulled from the animated TV series and films. You are Reno, AKA Black Rider Battery! After a tremendous journey from boy to super-powered fighter, you've started taking the first steps to becoming a established name in the world of metahumans! It is now 5 years in the future, where you've raised a tower in your name! The 54-story building not only houses many of your Tamaranean and Oni subordinates, but the underground metahuman fight club known as The Metabrawl! Now, we'll take a look at some catastrophic events happening on Earth 3. -10 Minute voting period after each post, I will now specify how many votes are allowed per post.-Some actions (typically combat choices against non-generic enemies and certain social situations) will require 3 D100 rolls, using the best of the 3 rolls for said action.-Critical successes/failures are 100/1QM Twitterhttps://twitter.com/MachPunchQMArchivehttp://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=DC+Quest+MachPunchMC Powers and Inventoryhttps://pastebin.com/v8wjir7dPrevious Thread: >>2508501
[Earth 3]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oyVghOKHOrMYou whistle along with the squad car's stereo, beating your hands on the steering wheel to the tempo of the song.Currently you're slowly cruising around Bludhaven, trying to contain your excitement for when you meet the man who allowed you to leave Dump City.Finally, you get to tear shit up in a totally new city. There's only so much you can do to a civilization you've already sent to hell, but now you're working with a fresh canvas!Looking around the streets behind your aviator shades, you take in how clean this place is. No litter, sidewalks hardly have any scuff marks, people are actually outside of their homes when there's a cop car driving by... Shit, this place is celebrating Opposite Day in your eyes.Well, they won't be celebrating for long. No one's getting out of here alive.But first, you've got to think about the job ahead and how you want to get things done. What to do, roleplay as some hero cop gunning down a gang of scum bags, or maybe you should just go in and rip 'em apart with your bare hands?A: Shoot em up!B: Rip and tear!
>>2528451>A: Shoot em up!
>>2528451>A: Shoot em up!I'm kinda hoping we finish up with playing evil Battery. It takes time away from playing Reno.
>>2528451>B: Rip and tear!
>>2528451>AYeah, you're going to be a mad cop who doesn't play by the rules!Luckily, you've got some nice toys in the trunk to fulfill this fantasy of yours. You just hope Owlman and whoever the hell else is with him doesn't make much of a fuss.Speaking of which, the radio begins to crackle with static as his droning voice comes in.“Vegas, check in.” He orders calmly, and you reluctantly grab the tranceiver.“Yeah I'm here. Please don't give me the speech about what you'll do if I go rogue, I get the picture.” You rudely respond, turning down the music.“Have you arrived at Father Blood's location?” He asks, dismissing your attitude.You poke your head out of the window of your cruiser, looking ahead of traffic to make visual contact with the target.In the distance you can make out a bustling campus of students, their shapes clad in the vibrant colors of their heroic costumes...It was the Academy of Justice, the place where you'd find the school's headmaster and your target.“Oh, I'm getting there. You know, I gotta ask... Why not have me just do it now? I mean, wouldn't it just be easier if I waste this whole city from here?” You ask your “mentor,” hearing him clear his throat over the radio before responding.“You know the answer to the question, but I'll humor you. I'm only allowing you to indulge in your sick pleasures today so you'll stop pestering me about it.”“Yeah, but I wanted to hear you say it.” You reply giddily, cutting off the radio.Alright, another choice here... You could just go in tires screeching and turn some of those students into roadkill, or you could do the whole incognito-thing where you hide in plain sight as a police officer.What would be more fun?...A: Time for some road rage!B: Walk the beat before you start the beating!
>>2528576This is acctually the last one I have planned!
>>2528685>A: Time for some road rage!
>>2528685>B: Walk the beat before you start the beating!
>>2528712>>2528732>>2528738>>2528740We seem to have a tie!Next reply to this post with one of the two votes will decide!
>>2528785>B: Walk the beat before you start the beating!
>>2528785>A: Road Rage
>>2528685>BLet's try to make this a surprise. The looks on their faces will be priceless!You bide your time, going with the slow flow of traffic as you get closer and closer to the campus.It astounds you, that these pricks would openly display a school like this in defiance of the Crime Syndicate. There's a fine line between bravery and stupidity, and these morons tripped over it.Oh well. Humans will be humans.You'll be revealing the consequences they should have seen coming shortly, as you park the car against the curb and exit the driver's side.Hooking your thumbs into your belt, you stare at the building and its assorted costumed students for a moment, taking in the the sight before you destroy it.As your spurs jingle on your heels walking around to the trunk, you hear the voice of a young female hit your ear right as you pop the back of your car open.“Uhm... Officer?”You look away from the trunk and tilt your shades downward, giving the girl an inquisitive look.She's got pink frizzy hair to go with the color of her strange eyes. You almost do a double take when you notice how her pupils are shaped like a goat's. She's wearing a white and pink striped dress over her pale skin, her matching stockings descending into a bizarre pair of cloven-hoofed boots.You just flash a fake smile.“What can I do for you, ma'am?” You ask, trying to sound like some candy-assed rookie cop.“It's just... You're not from here, right?” She asks, looking at you cautiously.“Hah! What gave that away?” You cheerily respond, slapping a gloved hand over the JCPD insignia to the side of your tail lights.The girl just nods.“Yeah, Jump City... No one's heard from that place in a while. We even talked about it in a class how there's no radio traffic or anything coming out of there, and every time someone checks from the air or otherwise...”“They don't come back.” You finish with a wink, which causes the girl to gulp.“What's your name, kid?” You ask, turning your attention back to the contents of your trunk.“... Hex.” She answers stiffly, and your ears pick up on the sound of her boots scuffling backwards away from you.“Hex huh...” you mumble to yourself.A: “Well Hex, Jump City is in some serious trouble, and I managed to slip away from it. Now that I'm out of there, I'm gonna need some help getting it back! You think you could take me to Father Blood? I heard he's pretty good at the whole saving the world thing...”B: Start shooting. You're starting to get bored.
>>2529005>A: “Well Hex, Jump City is in some serious trouble, and I managed to slip away from it. Now that I'm out of there, I'm gonna need some help getting it back! You think you could take me to Father Blood? I heard he's pretty good at the whole saving the world thing...”
Reving up those PTSD points for earth 3 Jinx.
>>2529005>>A: “Well Hex, Jump City is in some serious trouble, and I managed to slip away from it. Now that I'm out of there, I'm gonna need some help getting it back! You think you could take me to Father Blood? I heard he's pretty good at the whole saving the world thing...”
>>2529005>A“Hmm...”You look wistfully down at the assorted “contraband” in your trunk. Two assault rifles, a picnic basket full of grenades, that really cool looking shotgun from all those action movies... Ehhh, it'd be a pain in the ass to carry all of these, wouldn't it?You pat the Auto-9 in your holster, deciding to just go in with your sidearm and keep the “stealthy” approach going.Closing the trunk, your turn to Hex while keeping your bright smile plastered on your face.“Well Hex, Jump City is in some serious trouble, and I managed to slip away from it. Now that I'm out of there, I'm gonna need some help getting it back! You think you could take me to Father Blood? I heard he's pretty good at the whole saving the world thing...” Hex's eyes seem to light up from the sound of your bullshit.“Oh... Oh! Oh my god, I'm so sorry I was... Uh, yeah! I can take you to him Officer...”“Vegas. Officer Vegas, chief of police.” You say with a smirk, giving her a small salute.She just nods, starting lead you towards the campus. A couple of the ridiculous-looking students gawk at you, but for the most part none of these kids realize that death is walking into their precious school.You head through the main entrance doors with Hex, stopping to look at the contents of the main lobby.It's hard to resist the urge to burst with laughter, but these numbskulls actually have a statue dedicated to the Brotherhood of Justice!Gemini, Mammoth, Psimon, Dr. Light, and General Immortus... They look more like a set of hunting trophies than a monument. You're even feeling a bit nostalgic thinking about how you and the Teen Tyrants wasted these losers.There's a few students mingling in the lobby, some are even sat against the statue and reading. Beyond them is the front desk, where you presume visitors sign in or schedule meetings. Behind three of the open desk slots sit the only non-super people here, some wrinkly, overweight sacks of flesh that can't take their baggy eyes off the cop that just walked in.“He should be in his office past the front desk.” Hex informs you, pointing ahead.“Anything else you need? If I can help you with anything else, please let me know. It's why I'm training here.” She assure you with a kind smile.A: “Nah, I'll take it from here. Why don't you run along, take some time to enjoy what's left of the day.”B: “Nope. Seeya.” [Start shooting]C: “Hey... That's the Brotherhood of Justice, right? You hear anything from them? We could sure use their help.”[One vote permitted]
>>2529246>B: “Nope. Seeya.” [Start shooting]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bR-s4ReIxJo
>>2529246>B: “Nope. Seeya.” [Start shooting]
>>2529246>Ckinda want to hear about this.
>>2529246>A: “Nah, I'll take it from here. Why don't you run along, take some time to enjoy what's left of the day.”
>>2529246>C: “Hey... That's the Brotherhood of Justice, right? You hear anything from them? We could sure use their help.”
No wait.. if Vegas and the Teen Tyrants kicked the Brotherhood ass that means they were sent to jump city (if i recall Vegas was limited to Jump City), so it would be strange for Vegas, as the police chief, not knowing about this.Ah it's not like she would know...she is just a kid..right?
>>2529321It's Vegas being a psychopath and wanting to hear about people he knows are dead, just so he can enjoy how clueless they are.
>>2529327I will deeply enjoy the moment he means real Reno, if he survives to do so, and proceeds to get executed on the spot.
>>2529274>>2529278>>2529302>>2529312>>2529314>>2529259I think we need a tie breaker...I'll allow an additional 5 minutes of voting! Please reply to this post to break the tie!
>>2529327 Hey it's not Vegas fault that good is dumb
>>2529335If we go with the B option we will shiot Jinx in the face?
>>2529349No, you'll give her a pat on the head and a cookie!
>>2529345Ah...well good bye pinky
>>2529355You know, the sad thing is, I think that would actually be even worse than just blowing her brains out.
>>2529349A cookie full of led?
>>2529361Yup those PTSD! We do need to have our Barbara expy in this dimension might as well ne Jinx.
I mean at least blowing hwr brau s out she wouldn't need to suffer the weigth of being the one that toured the maniac inside her school and killed her mentor and all her friends and colleges.
>>2529246>BYou smile once again, patting her soft head of pink hair.“Nope.” You begin, watching the peace in her face quickly turn to fear and confusion once your hand closes to grip her hair tightly.“Seeya.”You draw the Auto-9, twirling it in your hand before putting the barrel to her throat before you squeeze the trigger.A three round burst rips through her wind pipe, the entrance wound turning her into a human Pez Dispenser of gore.You don't admire the details of your work or even watch the life leave those pink eyes of hers. Instead, you toss her to the side and turn to face the stunned faces of other students that happened to be present for your personal ground zero.As Hex's body lands with a wet splash of her own blood, you just watch as these heroes in training stare at you wide eyed, most likely soiling themselves.“WELL?!” You taunt, throwing out your arms in a provoking gesture.“YOU GONNA STOP THE BAD GUY OR WHAT?! WHAT KIND OF SHIT ARE YOU BEING TAUGHT HERE?!”https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wUktmArpyEwAnd with that, several costumed teens shake some of their fear off and head towards you, but you see a smart few grab the powerless secretaries and run.You don't really give the kids enough time to process their costumes or powers, all this is too you was shitty target practice.With the targeting system overlay in your vision, you easily lock on to vital areas and empty burst after burst into the flesh of would-be super heroes.Out of everyone in this lobby, not one of them happened to have something to reinforce their skin. Maybe Ultraman and the rest of his posse went after them first, it would make sense to eliminate the strongest and work your way down.Lost in your theories as you bathe the lobby in red, you almost don't notice Father Blood merging from the back offices and rushing towards you.The old bastard is dressed in some blue holy robes or something, but the guy is built like you; flesh on the outside, coldhearted mechanized killer on the inside.As you empty the last of your magazine into some muscular dude with a tiger-styled wrestling mask, you see Father Blood's hands begin to glow with a blue energy, the light rising from his palms beginning to flicker as it grows.A: Reload and take out his knees.B: Let him hit you. He needs to know how weak he really is.C: Drop the gun and counter whatever he's going to do. Beat this man to a bloody pulp.[Once vote permitted]
>>2529505>C: Drop the gun and counter whatever he's going to do. Beat this man to a bloody pulp.
>>2529505>A: Reload and take out his knees.maybe dodge inbetween
>>2529505>B: Let him hit you. He needs to know how weak he really is.
>>2529505A: Reload and take out his knees.
>>2529505>A: Reload and take out his knees.
>>2529505>CYou toss the gun aside, motioning him to come at you with your hand.The old hero roars in sorrow and fury, his burning hands swiping down at you and leaving behind a trail of volcanic plasma!You just casually dodge the clawing attacks, giggling like a child as this weeping old man tries to feebly stop you.“Oh! Almost got me that time! Come on, you're not going to let these kids die in vain, right?!” You cut into him with your words, the shriveled face of Father Blood starting to produce tears as another one of his molten misses you, instead melting its way through the statue of General Immortus.You just roll your eyes, finally having enough of the old bastard's shit as you send a brutal fist into the side of his face.He whirls around from the force of the blow, his facial tissue ripping as he topples over onto the crimson tiles, his shoes squeaking as they slip on the blood of his dead students.“Now this is just sad...” You remark, waltzing over to the blubbering old fool.“I was hoping wasting all these heads would make you pissed enough to come at me with everything you got, but it just turned you into a damn baby...”You end that sentence by stomping on the old man's face, continuing this until your heels have torn all the synthetic flesh from his face.Now you're looking down at the real Father Blood, a crumpled metallic skull with black lenses for eyes, it's broken jaw twitching as it tries to open and close.The sobbing has turned into sparks and grainy exhaling, only adding to his sorry state.“W...h....y....w...h...y....w...h....y”That's all he tries to say, desperate for an answer before his inevitable demise.A: Tell him why.B: Get this waste of time over with.
>>2529698>A: Tell him why.
>>2529698B: Get this waste of time over with.
>>2529698>A: Tell him why.Cause it was easy.
I honestly despise Earth 3 and all the Vegas bits. It just makes me sick. I eagerly await the day we curb stomp the entire place.
>>2529698>A“Why?” You mimic with a scoff.“You really think I'd give a satisfying answer to that question? Because I want to, and I find this stuff fun.”Taking a step back, you crouch down next to the dying man's head, taking off your shades and looking him directly in the eye.“That sounds pretty stupid, doesn't it? Like I'm some edgy kid dipping their toe into nihilism? Well... You'd be half right.”You take your eyes off him, looking at all those dead students. They lay in scattered, bloody heaps, but what catches your eye is Hex, who almost seems to be looking right back at you with her own despite her demise.“It's just that... What's the point anymore? These kids were fed your bullshit and actually believed they would be the ones to defeat the Crime Syndicate, and look what that got them! And you know what's going to happen after this? Nothing.”You stand, beginning to unbutton your blue police shirt.“No one's going to rise up and avenge them after I'm finished here, and no one in the Crime Syndicate is going to send a message like this again. If you focus on those details, everything I did was for nothing. It will always lead me back down the same road, in the same shitty city, doing the same damn thing.”Your shirt is tossed aside as you detach your belt and holster, stripping yourself of your pants next.“And when you're someone like me, a living weapon? Whew, if you think a simple life of monotony is bad, try being me for a day. My brain is wired to experience pleasure and joy when I kill, but wreaking the same havoc over and over and over... Being bored to death of slaughter is the real hell, I tell ya.”You've finally stripped down, standing completely nude in the blood pooling around you and the headmaster.“... Oh!” You turn, holding up your hands at the defeated cyborg.“Don't worry, I'm not going to get freaky here. I'm just saving some time for after I finish this.”The red light in Father Blood's retina flickers as he silently watches you.You raise your arms to the sky, and begin to focus on the energy in Bludhaven.[CONTINUED IN THE NEXT POST]
>>2529827Life support in hospitals stopping.Traffic lights and car batteries dying, along with those trapped in the vehicles.Communication towers, radios, power-lines, telephones all go silent.Appliances, televisions, computers... Their power, the city's life itself, is now in you.Your body trembles, not just out of excitement, but out of strain of all the electrical energy in Bludhaven barely fitting within you.It doesn't matter, though. You'll be giving it back to the city in just a moment.“WATCH CLOSELY, BLOOD! I WANT TO BE THE LAST THING YOU SEE BEFORE YOU'RE SENT TO HELL!” You shriek over the loud pulsing of energy coursing through you.“YOU DIDN'T JUST FAIL TO PROTECT YOUR STUDENTS! YOU'VE FAILED ALL THOSE PATHETIC HUMAN LIVES TRAPPED IN THIS CITY! THIS FAILURE WILL FOREVER HAUNT YOU IN THE AFTERLIFE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!”As you cackle, the pulsing only quickens, the room is rocked with the force that's beginning to escape you.Walls crack, bodies are pushed away and flung across the room, and the floor beneath you begins to cave in from the pure pressure your power is putting against it.With another howl of laughter, you release the energy, erupting like an atomic bomb and consuming the city in your super nova of Red Sun energy.**There's nothing now. Nothing but charred Earth, rubble and ghosts.You're in the middle of the scorch, looking at your carbon fiber endoskeleton. You're staring into your metallic hand, clenching it and tensing the the nanomuscle structure going up your arm.You enjoy the quiet for a moment, but you're soon disturbed by the presence of Owlman's closest associate.Black hair tied into a ponytail, bare shoulders with a red “S” medallion resting on her chest, a tight black leotard hugging her amazonian body and pushing up her cleavage... You'll never figure out how a boring turd like Owlman got a piece of ass like this.[1/2]
>>2529961Super Woman descends towards you, showing a sinister smirk.“Excuse me, I'm looking for a homicidal robot-boy. Have you seen him?” She playfully asks.You'd smile if you were still wearing the flesh to do so. At least she improves the atmosphere.“Dunno... What's he look like?” You play along, rubbing your steel jaw.“Well... He looks better than you, that's for sure.” She says with a chuckle, holding a hand out to you.“I'm afraid the party's over, unfortunately. Thomas wants you back in your play-pen.”“Yeah yeah...” You grumble, getting a tight hold of her arm as she lifts you up.“So, you really President Wilson's gonna bend over and take this? Wiping out an entire city, its people, and all the heroes in training just to send a message is a pretty big play.” You point out.“What choice does he have? Most of the Justice League is dead aside from two stragglers, and his military is essentially powerless against all of us. You didn't just scar the country, you crippled the president's will.” She answers, reassuring you.“If you say so.” You quietly respond, taking one last look at the charred wasteland that was once Bludhaven.Soon, the world will match this stain.[RETURNING TO RENO IN THE NEXT POST]
>>2529966“K.O. !!!!!”“W-WHAT IN TARNATION?!!!”“PLAYER 2, WIN!”The couch of Tamaraneans erupts with cheers, all but one of them surrounding you after you barely edged out a win against the mopey Eclipse.“Daddy!! I knew you could do it!”“That was totally tubular, your highness!”“I don't even know what happened, but it looked amazing!”“Hey, tell me how to do that secret move with the fireball! I wanna beat his ass next!”“That was some performance, my king.”You rub the back of your head nervously. It's kind of surprising how seriously your orange family takes this game.“I mean, all he does is jump a lot and throw...” You try to humble yourself, but Eclipse audibly grumbles as you expose him.“Okay, okay! The queen orders silence until she finishes her morning coffee...”Blackfire descends the staircase with a grumpy look on her face, dressed in her usually skin-tight attire.“Mommy!!” Rena shouts despite her mother's orders, and is quick to fly in her arms.Your wife can't help but smile as her precious daughter clings to her, patting the child on the back as she heads over to coffee maker.“Hey, babe, can you get your self-esteem-team out of here? They're going to break the couch.”A: “Of course. In fact, I think some training is in order.”B: “Alright guys, party's over.”C: “Aww come on, we're having fun here as a family!”D: “Hey! What do you mean by that? They're your royal guard too.”[One vote permitted]
>>2530016A: “Of course. In fact, I think some training is in order.”
>>2530016>A: “Of course. In fact, I think some training is in order.”
>>2530016>A: “Of course. In fact, I think some training is in order.”"Amazo, could you bring me my bag of wrenches? We need to work on our dodging."
>>2530016>>2530036THIS, DODGEBALL SEASON MOTHERFUCKER!
Man i really REALLY want to kill Vega.
>>2530016A: “Of course. In fact, I think some training is in order.”Yup, >>2530036
>>2530016>A“Of course. In fact, I think some training is in order.” The Thunderforce look at you with a twinge of fear in their eyes, especially Eclipse.“Uhm, training sir?” Ray asks, knowing that this will probably be brutal after what happened the other night.“Oh yeah. You guys are supposed to be unbeatable, but apparently you guys are having trouble with that. Meet me outside... And don't forget to assume the position.” You order, standing up from the couch and turning your back to them.“Y-YES SIR!”You casually walk through the front door of your home, standing in the center of your “front yard” atop the tower.A strong gust of wind hits your back as five pairs of feet hit the ground. You turn, and are eagerly met by the Thunderforce's signature pose.“FLARE!”“RAY!”“... Eclipse.”“ULTRAVIOLET!”“NOVA!”“UNITED WE ARE---THE THUNDERFORCE!”“Hmm... No mistakes there.” You comment after analyzing their pose.“But that doesn't explain the mistakes made against the intruders. Does anyone want to explain what happened?”Nova gulps audibly.Ultraviolet starts sweating.Ray looks towards the sky and itches his large nose.“Well, you see...” Flare tries to stammer out.“We all made severe errors in judgment.”Everyone's heads turn to Eclipse, surprised that he's bold enough to speak up.“Flare and Ray dealt with the speedster fairly quickly, and the archer couldn't keep up with my projections. However, we underestimated the technology used by Nightwing and Batgirl, the strength of Superboy, and the Scarab tech on Blue Beetle. We should have fought cautiously.”“... I agree. We were arrogant. Apologies, my king.” Nova speaks up, nodding his head.“I see...” You think aloud, rubbing your chin.“So the best training would be...”A: “Threat assessment! We'll need Amazo for this!”B: “Endurance! You guys need to take harder punches than what Superboy can throw out!”C: “Tactics! You guys need more strategies other than that final attack of yours. Let's start brainstorming!”D: “New uniforms... Better uniforms! I'll see if our new Reach friend can hook you guys up with some gear that'll make Blue Beetle sweat!”[One vote permitted]
>>2530204>A: “Threat assessment! We'll need Amazo for this!”
>>2530204A: “Threat assessment! We'll need Amazo for this!”Sounds like they held out fine for the most part until they got beat by the anti-heroes
>>2530204>AThey just said the main reason they lost was because they couldn't avaluate the threat the other posessed
>>2530204They need all of those choices honestly, but ill vote A: “Threat assessment! We'll need Amazo for this!”
>>2530242Sounds more like they got cocky and got caugth with their pants down.
>>2530269They are also royal GUARDS! They need to see if they can fight whatever they are fascing or retreat and use themselfs to protect Rena and Blackfire.
>>2530204>C: “Tactics! You guys need more strategies other than that final attack of yours. Let's start brainstorming!”
>>2530204A: “Threat assessment! We'll need Amazo for this!”
>>2530204>A“Threat assessment! We'll need Amazo for this!” “W-Wait! Isn't there another way to go about this?” Ray asks timidly, raising his massive hands helplessly.“Huh? No way. Amazo has all those heroes in his database. It's perfect!” You assure him with a thumbs up.“HEY! AMAZOOOOOOOOO!” You shout, waiting for your robotic pal to show up.“ACCESS: MARTIAN MANHUNTER” Is all you hear before Amazo rises out of the floor, the solid material rippling around his body until he's finally through the surface.“Hey man, you wanna help the guys out here? We want to try training against various threats, and you got all those powers locked in there!” You ask, slapping a hand on his steel, flesh-colored back.“AFFIRMATIVE.” He responds.“Awesome, just don't kill them, alright?”The Thunderforce looks tense, with only Nova and Eclipse being able to put on a brave face.“Alright. Amazo, try running like Flash while shooting beams from your eyes!”“ACCESS: FLASH AND SUPERMAN!”“WHAT?!” Flare and Ray shout in unison, both of them looking weak in the knees from what you requested.“Hey, if you can dodge this stuff, you'll be able to dodge anything! And you can't die if you don't get hit!” You advise them with a grin and a wink.“COMMENCING TRAINING.”“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHH!!!!!!”[TO BE CONTINUED]
That's all for this week! Thank you all for participating!Also, I've finished part one of the pastebin I promised, so here it is for you all to enjoy!https://pastebin.com/y3zuHdhXAs always, I'll be around for some questions before I pass out!
>“Hey, if you can dodge this stuff, you'll be able to dodge anything! And you can't die if you don't get hit!” And so it started the trainning from hell.
>>2530382i just realized that Amazo isn't just following orders since Reno is asking him stuff instead of ordering him around.
Also simple loved the pastebin. Man the things we could have being.
>>2530417>>2530442Thank you anon!
>>2530448can we still make Lain happy? please, MP we need to make her successful and friends with all the superheros
>>2530522Of course! She's content already, but you can always make her happier!
>>2530554We should have brougth her to meet supes.
>>2530382>TFW all this pastebin does is make us miss our nerdbro.
>>2531163Yeah...i miss Control Freak to. Also we could bring him to the lightside if we had gone hero.
>>2531166You're forgetting the possibility of friendemies.
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