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FORM: ARETE: ABILITIES

Active
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Excellence in Failure: Upon use, turns a critical fail or a natural 1 into a critical success.

Perfect Self: Upon use, turns all of your stats to 10 for the next post.

Superbia Maxima: Upon use, automatic success (Non-Critical) on a skillful action.

Referer's Intuition: Upon use, your intuition never fails (You cannot create things with this, only discover properties of what you observe - such as structural weaknesses or the right direction to go)

Perfect Form: Upon use, automatic success (Non-Critical) on a physical action

Fearlessness: Upon use, overcome supernatural fear.


Passive
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Enhanced Self: At the beginning of each thread, add 1 to 2 abilities scores (do that now). You are also immune to non-supernatural fear effects.

Boundless Speed: You can sprint at 160 mph, run at 80 mph, jog at 40 mph, and walk at 20 mph.

>>22723262
>[Luck] determines the number of times per day you can use your active powers.
How many more uses of our powers do we have today, any way?

>>22723262
Enhance strength and endurance, we're breaking down doors today.

I still think we should airdrop the bikes from the chopper.

>>22723404
How about Perception and Endurance? We fight ranged, when we can. I would normally say Luck, but we've capped out at three spells per thread thus far
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>>22723286
Add 1 to Perception and Luck.

We need to get in quietly so that they don't kill the hostages or use them as sacrifices to call in a heavy-hitting upper-dimensional.

>>22723262
*That should be Times Per Thread, not times per day, in regards to Luck and Power Use.

>>22723477
I'll back this

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From chat:
<TheRealReADS> >Download Minecraft
<TheRealReADS> >Forget that it's like crack cocaine.

As always, we've got an IRC channel!

You can find it at #sufficientlyadvanced on rizon. You can even use your web browser by going to rizon.net/chat and typing "/join #sufficientlyadvanced"!

You can also read all the previous threads for 'M'GQ at http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags='Magical'%20Girl%20Quest.
CPMGQ has the link in the first post usually.

>>22723477
Luck doesn't give us much except one extra spell, and we've never come close to our limit before. I'll change my vote from >>22723404
to >>22723444.

>>22723262
This >>22723477
And put the rockets on the APC.
The VTOL is a civilian model so the rockets would be its only weapons. Also, a VTOL coming close to the dairy farm might spook the DHS.

We DO need either the VTOL or APC because we'll be rescuing some girls in unknown condition.
We should all go in the APC.

OP, is the APC using a Diesel Engine, or an Electric Motor? Does it have a Stealth Mode so it can move quietly?

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Former >>22723595 and >>22723637 here, consolidated my votes for ease of counting.

>>22723262 (OP)
I vote Luck and Perception.

Unless Perception isn't used for shooting stuff, in which case I vote Luck and Agility.

Also, do we have a sniper? Because snipers are great and extremely useful.

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>ADJUSTED SPECIAL
>:Strength - 4
>:Perception - 6
>:Endurance - 5
>:Charisma - 7
>:Intelligence - 8
>:Agility - 5
>:Luck - 7
>Crit Range: 18-20 Success, 1 Failure
>Hit Points: 40/50
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You go through the short yet arduous process of attaching the missile pods to the Armored Personnel Carrier, as you have come to the conclusion that bringing in a fucking VTOL to a DHS run prisoner camp is damn near the same as yelling to them "Hey, fucking DHS twats! Why don't you fucking sacrifice my comrades to whatever fucking dark god decided it would be a good idea to lend you a mother fucking shoggoth." With this many fucking unknowns, even if you are pretty fucking certain you could kill all of them fairly easily, coming in loud and heavy is a good way to ensure fuck mothering Cthulhu begins his ten thousand year reign of despair.

"And we're not using the whirlybird because..." Amy asks, somewhat put out that she won't get to fly the thing into glorious combat.

"Because that fucker is fucking -loud-," you reply. "Engines roaring like a lion's fucking mating cry is not exactly the fucking ideal method of getting somewhere discretely. Ford and General, over here, runs on smooth ass fucking electric, and more importantly can run without the 'blind people GTFO' sound."

Amy pouts, but can't really find much of an argument against your point. All of you get into the APC, which still looks like a black FG 150 of the sorts that a rich idiot would purchase.

The Dairy Farm isn't that far away, taking you something along the lines of forty minutes to get from your place in Boston to a mile or so out. You sincerely doubt that the DHS would react all that well to you simply running your truck into the side of, say, their barn, so now might be a good time to disembark from the vehicle to get your stealth on. A woods surrounds the farm, just waiting to be exploited. Carmina is probably the best shot, not that any of you are -bad-.

>What do you do?

>>22724071
Disembark from the truck. Have Carmina on sniper overwatch.
Let's check around, and scope out the farm.

Were we able to pull up Google Earth images of the farm?

>>22724071
lesbian orgy

>>22724071
Can we use our powers to go superfast and run a lap around the Farm and find the best points to infiltrate?

>>22724126 seconded

>>22724126
That's... not terribly practical.

>>22724204
Amy (or Carmina? I honestly get the two confused sometimes) has superspeed that is better than ours.

>>22724214
By which I mean we should wait till we've rescued all the other girls, especially Belinda

>>22724120

Seconding.

Let's scope out the forest for anything of interest, as well as a possible escape vector.

We should also scout the facility of the perimeter, so we can figure out the layout, likely building to check, entrance/exit areas, etc.

>>22724281
But she does have limited uses of it. Though chances are she runs faster than us even normally.

>>22724408
She can do it in an eyeblink, and time isn't exactly one of the luxuries we have right now.

>>22724408

IIRC the previous thread stated that she exhausted all her daily uses of her powers.

>>22724424
Party Members may not be operating under the same restrictions as the MC. Last thread she was already close to her limit because the cartilage was nearly gone from her joints and she'd need at least a night to regenerate it all.

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You briefly contemplate the thought of having a lesbian orgy, though by briefly it is meant for the barest fraction of a second before you reign in your thoughts and nip the idea in the bud. You're not Hilda, who eagerly jumps into the bed of every ephebophile she makes pleasant contact with, nor are you Amy or Carmina, whom bed another agent despite it being a violation of the Bureau Code of Conduct. Frankly, you're not even sure how the mechanics behind such would work, nor does the thought of fraternizing with another woman/girl/whatever the fuck you are "charge your batteries," so to speak - you're pretty sure that if you didn't find the concept utterly fucking disgusting, you'd be in Hilda's camp, not theirs.

"Alright," you say, "everybody out. Hilda, stick with the APC - we'll give word once the other agents are secured or if things go to fuck. The moment you get word, charge up those missiles with fucking Hellfire and let them rip." You throw a floating file that you dug up from the DHS servers at her, and she lackadaisically catches it in orbit around her head. "In the interim, those are the blueprints for the buildings - check it for structural faults, and get your firing solutions."

"Not full Hellfire, I hope?" Hilda half asks, pouring over the schema. "Or is local ignition of the atmosphere the type of retribution we're looking for."

You grin viciously, and turn to Carmina.

"Carmina," you say, "scout the place - GMaps gave us some data, but that's..."

"Hardly up to date," she finishes for you. "On it."

>Field too long.

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>>22724675
She disappears for the briefest moment, and returns collapsed into a pile or agony on the ground. Amy rushes over to her, and tenderly helps the moaning girl up.

"Fuck, fuck, fuckity FUCK," Carmina swears, "Got... one more run in me today, cap. Gonna save it for egress, if you don't particularly mind." She breaths heavily, leaning on Amy's shoulder. "From what I saw, seem to be about two dozen letters in this can of alphabet soup, lightly armed, nothing heavier than a bullpup. Not even a fucking sniper on the roof. Getting in shouldn't be much of a problem." She rubs her knee.

"Joints kicked in before I could take a look inside anything, though," she says. "Saw some lights up on the top floor of the house, but I've a hard time believing even they could be that sloppy. Couldn't get much of a look at the barn or the shed, though - they might be keeping them there." She pushes herself up off of Amy, who reluctantly lets her go. "Found a pretty good looking tree to snipe from about half a click east of here. I... I think I'm just gonna walk there."

She hobbles off, at a pace that would still put most sprinters to shame. "I'll have you covered in time minus two, commander."

>What do you do?

>>22724696
Make an entrance.

>>22724696
Alright, so we'll have to check the Shed and the Barn.
We'll need Amy with us to cut any restraints that the girls might have on.

Sneak over to the barn first, from the forest.
If we've got infra-red and night-vision equipment, use them.
Be on the lookout for magical wards as well as regular electronic security.

>>22724696
Stealth first. Inspect barn and shed first before moving on to the house.

>>22724775
liking this plan.

>>22724775
Seems deece

>>22724775
>>22724778

These.

Quiet entries, silent kills. When moving outside, we need to position ourselves in such a way that Carmina can cover us or has eyes on at all times.

Can we use whatever systems in the APC to hack into the DHS/phone provider company so we can track the DHS personnel by phone?

That way, we can have Hilda guide our movements, since she's also looking at the blueprints of the facility.

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"Thermal on, girls," you tell Amy and Gertrude, "wouldn't want any of those mother fuckers to catch us off guard with fucking optic camouflage, now would we."

You poke at one of the many icons floating in the peripherals of your vision - a near black green sphere crossed with a much brighter green set of latitudinal and longitudinal lines, with the label Visionhanced floating in bold, friendly letters just below it. The world takes on a different set of hues as your mind adjusts to the overlay of the new data from the infrared spectrum overlaps with your normal vision. Had you ever used lysergic acid diethylamide, you would have likened it to a particularly balling trip, albeit one that only lasts for a handful of seconds.

That brief moment pass, the three of you embark into the surrounding forest.

To your average observer, the scene would have been utterly ridiculous. Two frail looking waifs accompanied by another girl only the slightest bit larger, each wearing a special suit of active camouflage - and a subtly less effective paint where the outfits wouldn't cover - would hardly be intimidating as they should have been for their skills. Indeed, thanks to Amy's hilariously oversized Terminator Railgun, the entire party looked almost comical. But. inspite of that you go unseen to where the farmland meets the forest.

"Okay," Hilda's voice whispers into your ear. "From what I've been able to get, there are five teams patrolling the perimeter in case someone tries to do exactly what we're doing. One's coming your way, and will be at your current position in time minus two minutes." She sighs in frustration. "Unfortunately, someone taught these guys proper doctrine - none of the buildings are more heavily guarded than any of the others - each has three goons on the outside, at least. Can't get a pin on anything inside - seems like they've all either ditched their phones or set up a bunch of Faraday cages."

>What do you do?
>Roll 1d20+Agility for Stealth

Rolled 8 + 5

>>22725125
We sneak up to the barn.
Do a silent takedown of the guard, avoiding the other two, and then drag the body inside and see if the barn has the girls.

>>22725229
We can do better'n that.

>>22725256
Then we'll have to use Perfect Form.

Rolled 20 + 5

>>22725256
I can't believe I fucked up the dice.

>>22725270
I just mean we can roll better than an 8 on the die.

>>22725327
Um, alright, I guess we'll do that then.

Rolled 20 + 5

>>22725125

Wait for the patrol to pass, then cross the perimeter. Lots of exposed land, so we want them out of sight/earshot before we get in.

Then we make our way to the barn. Don't go loud until we've secured the others.

>>22725327
>>22725360
Well, whatever we do, we're fuckin' golden.

>take off the dice, faggot, don't jinx this now
Right you are, self.

>>22725360
>>22725327
> 2 crits

WE SOLID SNAKE NOW

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>2x Natural Twenty: Double Critical
>New Power Unlocked!

You wait for the patrol to pass. They are the picture of the man in black type - the sort of fellow you would guess has no soul, lives only for the mission, wearing everyday the same suit that they will inevitably be killed in. Or, at least, the would be the picture of the man in black type if the three of them didn't look like a troupe of actors trying their damnedest to be badass. Seriously - the asian woman had the figure of a fucking porn star, the african man had an afro that went out of style seventy years ago, and the caucasian man was wearing a cowboy hat straight from the westerns.

You almost sigh in disgust. You could live with their stereotypicality, honestly, had they not been flagrantly disregarding the concept of trigger discipline.

"The barn first," you sign to Gertrude and Amy. "Quiet takedowns only - we don't want to let everyone in the facility know where we are. Amy, take the guard on the barn's left side. Gertrude, take the guard on the right. I'll take the chucklefuck standing right in front of the door."

The two nod, and the three of you begin to crawl your way through the pasture, keeping your profiles lower than the tall grass. It takes you about ten minutes to make it from the treeline to the barn, but no one spots you, and from the distinct lack of gunfire no one spots your buddies, either. Getting the drop on the chucklefuck is easy as not breaking your neck on the high dive at the local pool - something you are rather adept at.

Unfortunately, the man has quicker reaction times than you thought, and physical strength is far from your strong suit, and the moment after your rather pathetic blow to his head connects a knife slips between your ribs and pierces your heart. You die to the sound of a high velocity bullet slamming into the motherfuck's skull.

>Holy fuck field.

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>>22726108
Of course, the Universe will not let you die.

You hold, after all, the mother fucking Form of a Hero.

As you bleed out, a new set of words flash along your mind's eye, searing through your fading vision like a triad of suns breaking the veil of night and bringing forth the glory of the dawn. These words tie themselves to the core of your being, granting you a relative control over the narrative powered purely by your ability to fiat away inconvenience. The Perfect and Resplendant Form of Arete fills your mind and body, casting forth the light of your soul and bending reality to its will. The words fade into clarity, their splendor becoming a part of you, but another facet of your undying perfection.

:Spell Compiled
:IRON HEART SURGE

His bones were too strong, not brittle enough. Such inconvenience was not conductive to the proper form of a heroic narrative - though the possibility in reality for a young hero to be slain by a barely trained mook is present, it makes for a poor story. The universe shifts itself to have helped you as is its duty, removing the inconvenience from your path, allowing you to fulfill your role as the universal hero.

Your heart is unpierced.

That path is unmade, anathema to the natural order.

You stand atop the mans corpse, your hand bloody with his grey matter. Fragments of bone litter the ground, his skull crushed by the weight of your blow, and you feel better than you have in ages.

>Hit Points: 50/50
>Spells Remaining: 7/7

>Iron Heart Surge: Locally, undo inconvenient things.

>>22726121
While our hand on the man's jacket, and get inside with our gun ready.
If it's clear, get the body inside and wait for the other two.

>>22726121

Stash the body, wait for the other two to regroup with us.

Contact Hilda and ask her for alternate entrances to the barn.

>Good to know, and because going through the front door seems so... wrong.

>>22726121
Take his keys and get inside.

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>>22725360
>>22725327

That hardly ever happens with /tg/ dice....

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You wipe your hand on the man's jacket just in time for dear, sweet Gertrude to swing around the corner and gape at you in utter shock.

"Holy fuck," she says, immediately catching her swear in her mouth. It takes her a moment to regain her composure. "Joanna, if I may inquire, have you taken up the habit of taping silenced pistols to your fists? I'd have guessed you were taking some sort of steroid, by the way that the man looks, but you do not seem to be displaying any prominent visible side effects."

"You hid the body?" you ask her.

"Well, yes, I did, sir," she stammers. "Though that doesn't answer my..."

"Then help me get rid of this motherfuck," you say. "There a shed somewhere back there, or should I just toss him behind a barrel? Not in the mood to dig the fucker a shallow grave." You rub your chest where the knife went in. "Fucker stabbed me in the heart."

At that point, Amy comes around the corner.

"You know, Joey," the brunette chirps, "usually getting stabbed in the heart kills people."

"I got better," you deadpan

The front of the barn is locked. It's a piss easy lock, though, so you imagine that without much effort you could open it. If you really felt like overkill, you could probably even just fiat it away as an inconvenience, though if you don't know what's on the other side that might turn out to be an even greater inconvenience. You could also try to climb your way in through one of the window at the top, though this has the added inconvenience of the barn both lacking perch to climb easily and metal to magnet to.

>What do you do?
>Roll 1d20+Agility to Climb (DC 20 to Succeed)
>Roll 1d20+Intelligence to Pick Lock (DC 14 to Succeed)
>Roll 1d20+Strength+Assist to Kool-Aid Man(+4 Assist, DC 16)

Rolled 17 + 8

>>22726703
Wasn't there a key in the jacket of the guard we killed?
Otherwise, pick the lock.

Rolled 1

>>22726703
As funny a Cool-Aid man entrance sounds I shall listen to paranoia and take the hard but safe option. Climb this fucker.

So wait, does IHS just let us undo thing that don't make a good story? Honestly, I kinda hope so because being able to undo failure whenever seems too easy.

Better for it to just apply to things like a random guard spoiling an infiltration, or somebody fumbling their molotov and wiping the party, or something like that.

>>22726774
GJ anon GJ!

>>22726779
Not you tough...

>>22726779
Well fuck, there's goes one of our spells.
>Excellence in Failure!
Turn that nat1 into a nat20!

Rolled 8 + 8

>>22726703
Kool Aid Man in.

Rolled 20 + 8

>>22726703

Pick the lock.

Quiet entry, weapons up. If anyone hostile is on the other side, they get two to the chest, and one to the head.

Standard room-clearance technique with the three of us, or us first so the other two can dynamic entry via magic cutting if shit goes south right away?

>>22726790
Winging it on this as well, we are talking Lovecraft and Philosophy based superpowers it seems. Do we not have a power that makes a crit fail a crit success? Saw it up on top the thread.

>>22726820
Ok that makes 3 crits in one thread. /tg/ dice must absolutely love you guys.

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>>22726779
It's Kool-Aid, dumbass.

>>22726820
We're are just fucking awesome today aren't we?

>>22726820
Turns out the door wasn't even locked.

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>Crit Fail!
>Effect: Lose all common sense. Be the Kool-Aid Man

"Okay," You say, after dropping the dead guard's body behind a barrel, "here's the plan. We break in there, will kill every mother fucker that so much looks at us funny, and if the girls are in there, we snatch them and give the Hilda the order to send this fucking place to hell." You cock your bullpup, leaning up against the wall, ready to slam your way past it.

"Oh, I like this plan!" Amy says, her smile getting vicious. "Subsonic rounds, I presume? I'll set mass to single kilogram shots."

"Unsubtle," says Gertrude, "but sometimes in the face of brutality, one must abandon subtlety to be triumphant. Very well."

"Alright, alright, enough with the philosophizing!" You give the sign, "One..."

The three of you pull back from the wooden barnside.

"Two..."

You brace yourselves, getting ready to charge right through the thing.

"Three."

As one, the three of you slam your shoulders into the wall of the barn, each of you subtlety boosting it with your power. You utilize a hero's speed to increase the force of your blow, Gertrude sends an electric shock through her skin to char the wall away, and Amy becomes like unto a five foot two blade crashing against it. The sturdy oak wall capitulates under your force, and the three of you crash through.

It is dark inside. There is no sound of gunfire, nor the gnashing of teeth or the tekeli-li's indicative of a shoggoth's foul presence. Something sets your hair on edge though - something subtle, something more horrifying than either of those. You feel movement to your right, and in a fit of professionalism you throw a flare at it, ready to light it up with high caliber low velocity rounds. It's grim silouhette is cast upon the far side as the flare douses the barn with blinding light, and it opens its maw and releases it's terrible cry.

"MOOOOOOOOOOO....."

>>22727418
>Forgot: What do you do?

>>22727418
>Crit Fail
But what about the call to use the Excellence in Failure spell from >>22726813

>>22727418
Swear a bunch, then do the same to the next building.

>>22727496
Why do you think the Cow isn't a fucking shoggoth or other sort of writhing, tentacley thing trying to kill you.?

>>22727485
Well shit, did the big crash from us breaking down the wall alert the patrols?
And they're going to notice the big fucking hole in the wall the next time they pass so we're now on a time limiter.

Get over to the Shed, and do the same to its guards as we did to the ones here.
Use Perfect Form to auto-succeed the silent takedown.

And if you're going to ignore our call to use the power that specifically cancels out critical failures, why even have it in the first place?

>>22727496
Yeah, gotta agree with that, unless the GM was letting us keep the spell because he felt my nat 1 was such a great reason for comedy that he gave us a break. In which case, I'll take it.

>>22727496
Only one person voted for it, come to think of it. That might be why.

Also I guess it must've been a different quest that let 20s cancel out 1s.

Anyway, It's rather inconvenient for no bad guys to be in the barn. Therefore I vote we use IHS to bust in on the enemy control center proper, preferably right behind the most capable fighter there so we can gank him before he figures out what's going on.

>>22727574
Oh, if that's the case, then please include the usage of Excellence in Failure. Otherwise we don't know if it's been used.

>>22727612
There's still the shed that Carmina wasn't able to check, that's the other likely place where the girls are being kept.
I'd prefer to check that first.

>>22727574
In that case, tell our fellow agents that we think the cow is a shoggoth.

>>22726676
So let me tell you about that one time we blew up a chaos sorc with Las packs, married a sister of battle. via vox and rode a motherfucking battlebarge all the way to the surface into the chaos scum infesting the planet, all through the grace of of the God Emperor of Mankind and his servants the RNG.

>>22727621
I wasn't sure how to write it in without breaking the mood, given that Spells have the whole 'sun against the minds eye' thing going on. Needless to say, in a more dramatic situation, it will be evident when it happens.

>For Official Accounting Purposes:
>Spells Remaining: 6/7

>>22727612
That's a bit much given the description. It's ok if that really was the headquarters and we lucked upon it, but what you're asking re-writes the fabric of reality a little too hardcore...

>>22727621
Yeah. If a power is used it ought be mentioned somehow.

>>22727681
In this case, this is likely the only time a shit roll is actually a very, very good thing.

>>22727576

Seconding. Move on to the shed ASAP.

If we've alerted the guards, maybe we can get the cows to stampede or something?

Nothing like complete and utter mayhem as a distraction.

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>>22727418
IA! IA! COWTHULU F'THAGN!

Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cowthulhu R'anch wgah'nagl fhtagn.

>>22727708
That is literally what the power does. It undoes inconvenient things. We can solve any problem, and now we can do so retroactively!

>>22727681
Perhaps the MC just acts as normal, but the words "Excellence from Failure" appear and she doesn't know why, just that something horrible didn't happen.

>>22727975
So the words appear at the end of the post, so that we know that something horrible that COULD have happened, didn't.
Sound right?

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>>22727661
"Fuck!" You exclaim in shock. That cow came the fuck out of nowhere, in a manner eerily reminiscent of the shoggoth that had been fucking things up during the Ward Incident. Come to think of it, that little piece of fuck had disguised itself as a cow as well - beady little red eyed fuck that ate people the way most bovines go through grass. Had a habbit of sneaking up on people in the same manner, actually...

"Nope," you declare, "Nope, not at all." You raise your bullpup, ready to put the thing out of your misery.

"Joey, it's just a cow," assures Amy.

"Yeah," you reply, aiming the laser sight right between the damn thing's eyes. "And back at her apartment that fucking shoggoth was just Gertrude, having finally gotten enough money for her species reassignment surgery to be the shoggoth she always was on the inside."

"That's not very funny, Joanna."

You shoot the thing in the skull, anyways, just to be sure. Then, immediately afterwards, you attempt to IRON. HEART. SURGE. your way into making the Barn the DHS' proper headquarters, such that could get the drop on them out of nowhere. You fill your mind with perfection, and...

The spell fizzles. You see a blonde woman, who may or may not be a figment of your imagination, yawning in the corner of your eye. Your head resounds with a melodious voice that seems to be more disappointed than anything else, and you notice that the figment lady is frowning.

>Muh field

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"Tut, tut, tut," she says, her parasol spinning, "you shouldn't try to take so easy a way out, Mister Anonymous! That way is no fun, and that use of powers does not fit with her theme - she cannot simply use it to wrest away her failures in so anti-climatic a manner!" She gazes past you, into the eyes of >>22727842 "Why, that would not be heroic at all! Where is the drama! The excitement! The payoff of a building narrative!"

She smiles, and turns back to you. "The narrative serves you, child. But it cannot break the laws of drama, and to so retroactively change something fundamental to it goes against its nature." She pats you on the head, though you are fairly sure neither Gertrude nor Amy notice her. "Now I believe you have some comrades to save. I'll be rooting for you."

You are paralyzed from the whole "Higher R-State Being just did Higher R-State Fucking Weird Shit" thing for long enough to concern your compatriots. You are broken out of your stupor by a clap on the back from Gertrude.

"Where to now, Joanna?" she asks.

"The shed, next," you say. "Odds are pretty steep that there's some sort of hidden bunker just waiting for us to discover it amongst the rakes and shovels - ten to one says one of them is the lever."

"I dunno," says Amy, "sounds too much like something out of a B-Movie."

"Amy," Gertrude responds, "did you even see the first patroll?"

"Honestly," you reply, "I'm beginning to suspect that something like that might actually be the fucking case, given all the shit that's happened."

The two other agents give you a look, before following you. Crawling through grass is not hard, though avoiding putting your hands in cow shit is a bit more difficult than you initially anticipated. You're about a hundred yards out from the workshed when you notice that something is wrong - there are six people there, not three. Shouldn't be much of an issue, but you doubt you can get all of them in a single salvo even if you burnt a spell.

>What do you do?
>Ranged Attacks are 1d20+Perception. Target AC is 15, and you can target up to three people with spread fire, though it will do less damage.

>>22728316
Perfect Form.
Get headshots on 4 of them, leaving two for Gertrude and Amy.

>>22728309
>implying we weren't just using our powers as a diversion like Figgy (I'm calling her Figgy now) did in SSiB

>>22728358 seems fine, though we can only target three of them.

>>22728316
Call in Carmina to gack one (or two, if it lines up right) before we open fire. I'll agree to Perfect Form, as well.

>>22728316
Use whatever fancy technique we used last time to kick the rock and knock down the broken doorway to shoot three of them and have the bullets ricochet into the fourth.

>>22728316
Can we try and take one or two of them out with silenced fire so that it's out of sight from the rest of the agents?

>>22728316

Tell Carmina to overwatch for us. Anybody we don't drop, she takes.

Motion to the others to take two each - Amy takes left, Gertrude takes right, we take the center.

Supplement attacks with Perfect Form.

Rolled 5 + 6

>>22728316
Dakka has never failed me before. Fire away!

If we still have powers to blow at the end of the thread, can we use them offscreen, like blowing Perfect Self and Superbia Maxima to mod our equipment during travel times or some shit?

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>>22728646
>Dakka has never failed me before.
>Rolls a 5

>>22728646
Good thing we already agreed to Perfect Form.

>>22728686
Dice fail us all eventually. Or rather, they choose to fail us. I'm having a bad day with the RNG. Gimme a break.

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"Carmina," you whisper into your headset. "You seeing what I'm seeing right now?"

"If by you're seeing a bunch of fish in a bucket," she responds, "then yes, I see exactly what you do."

"Any chance you can take down one of the stragglers?"

There is a moment's pause - thirty seconds at the longest. The group of men and women, who had been spread in the door's front, begin moving your way, walking z patterns across the grass to discourage sniper fire. While this certainly makes it harder for a sniper to hit their target, Carmina has a certificate from the Bureau's Strategic Fire course. She can hit a the wings off a fly, and if it weren't the bullet's pressure trail, the fly would even survive the shot.

The woman on the far left drops.

You spring from cover, letting you Form take hold of your actions. Perfection fills you like white hot fire, and across your mind's eye the words PERFECT FORM scroll with light like a pair of suns. Your control is steady, your aim as perfect as possible - you squeeze lightly on the trigger three times, semi automatic. Each bullet strikes true upon their helmets, though they strike without full perfect (11 Damage). Thus is the imperfection of the world - though you yourself act perfectly, with each degree of separation, that perfection bleeds away.

>Perfect Form: Spreadfire Damage Reduction Negated! (Damage is not halved)
>Perfect Form: Damage Equal to a Non-Critical 20 (26-15=11)!
>Headshot: Enemy Attack Rolls Reduced By 2!
>Agents 2 and 4 are dead!
>Amy is Reloading!
>Carmina is Reloading!
>Gertrude has HP: 48/60
>Amy Has HP: 52/60
>Guards 1, 3, 6 Have HP: 29/40
>Guard 5 Has HP: 22/40
>Your Target AC: 17 (10+Agility+Prone)

Rolled 15, 5, 9 + 5 = 34

>>22728904
Forgot: What do you do?
>Also, dice.

Rolled 14, 18, 20 + 5 = 57

>1 Enemy Hit!
>3 Damage! (15+5=20 ; 20-17=3!)
>Your HP: 47/50

Rolled 2

>>22728930
There's three of them and three of us, each girl calls a target and takes them down. Fast.

>>22728930
>>22728904
AC of 17?
Perfect Form again to kill the remaining 3 before they can get a warning off or raise an alarm.

Rolled 2 + 8

>>22728904
Get to cover, behind the door or something, and start shooting at the remaining agents, starting with whoever is closest to Carmina.

If they shoot at us, iron heart surge the door to be tougher, like steel plated or someat.

Rolled 9 + 5

>>22728904
Have Amy use her cutting powers if she's stuck reloading. We can't afford to let the surviving guards return fire.

If we still have ammo, fire on the remaining guards, and if there's a straggler, tackle him with Boundless Speed. I doubt anybody can survive a 160mph impact.

Rolled 10 + 10

>>22728985
>>22728990
No, there's actually 4 of them.
Perfect Form can only do 11 damage if we spread the fire, not enough to kill the remaining ones.
So Perfect Self to increase our AC and hit the enemy at the same time. Go for only 2, let Gertrude go for the other 2.

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Rolled 3 + 8

>>22728996
Let's see if RNG hates me as much I think, hope i roll higher than that pathetic show. I like your plan if not for the 2. Cover=good in most any setting. IHS is again, a kind of wild card. GM apparently won't tell us the limits of that power outright and we got it due to luck regardless. Never rely on power outside yourself completely, a great Sith Lord said as such and I can't disagree with him.

>>22729104
yep, it hates my sorry guts, shall not roll again.

Rolled 13 + 6

>>22728930
>Still a perception modifier, right?

Let's do this awesome-like. Use Boundless Speed to do a sprinting jump over the prone agents.

While in mid-air, we fire at the agents, doing a kind of spinning-one handed trick shot.

We should've build enough speed so that we end up behind them, where they can't hit us on account of being prone.

>What other rolls do we need to pull this shit off?

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Rolled 4, 9, 17 + 3 = 33

"Amy!" you yell over the din of the fire. "Cut them!"

The other girl embraces her inner power, and a sharp wind blows over the field of your little skirmish. Amy picks up a blade of grass, her eyes bleeding off the Form of Sharpness, words unknown to you whispering in your ear just as truly as the flash over her mind's eye. She waves the grass blade in the direction of the guards firing upon you, and each of them drop to one knee - the tendons on their right leg severed just as surely as their vocal chords (5 damage to all, AC Reduced by 4).

Though in pain, they can still fire, even as their aim wildly misses their marks. You use this opportunity to obtain cover from their fire behind a slab of discarded sheet metal. It is not cover that is fitting for a hero such as yourself, however - a true inconvenience that you seek to rectify.

You let your power consume you, letting it flow naturally through the self to allow the narrative to serve you as is befitting of your stature. It sees your inconvenience, this minor detriment that poses threat to your life, and you share your perfection with it. The fires of your soul fly through you, spreading from your self in your surroundings, and across your mind's eye you see the words blazing like the unconquerable sun: IRON HEART SURGE.

The sheet metal is sheet metal no longer - it is as it always was, a discarded sheet of carbon fiber, meant to be sold by the farmers when they went into default, but never leaving the grounds for lack of proper book-keeping. It shrugs away the oncoming bullets even as you return fire. Amongst your hail of shots, some graze them, though none fully strike true (3 damage to Guards 1, 3, 6).

>Agents 2 and 4 are dead!
>Amy has Reloaded!
>Carmina has Reloaded!
>Gertrude has HP: 47/60
>Amy Has HP: 50/60
>Guards 1, 3, 6 Have HP: 21/40
>Guard 5 Has HP: 3/40
>Your Target AC: 25 (10+Agility+Cover)

Rolled 19 + 6

>>22729400

Can we do >>22729219
so we can finish the fight in overly-dramatic flair?

Rolled 9, 4, 12 + 3 = 28

>>22729453
>CRIT
Yes. Yes you can.

Rolled 11 + 6

>>22729400
Ok, now that everybody is reloaded, everybody open up and finish them off. Make sure Carmina hits Guard 1,3, or 6. It'd be a waste to use her shot on 5.

>>22729453
Damn, just barely nailed the target's AC. Good job on that roll, was practically rigged against you...

>>22729492
No, no, that's what THEY have to roll to hit YOU. Which none of them did.

>>22729530
Then don't call it 'Your Target AC', but just 'Your AC'.

>>22729530
And you would say "your" target because...

Yeah, see, DM's give numbers for the party if they give them at all!

If he says, "Roll Higher than X" and you fail, you best expect to get fucked, hard. Beat X, and he still screws you, call bullshit. You beat his DC, meaning you fucking win. That's how it's supposed to work methinks...

>>22729590
"Target AC" as in the target the roll needs to hit to hit you. Stupid, and sounded better in my head than it did on paper, I know.

>>22729590

Errr... what?

The "Your Target AC" is meant to be our AC, not the AC for us to beat.

>>22729667
I think the confusion stems from how "Target" makes it sound like we're targeting something, or perhaps some people read it as "Your Target's AC". Best just to say "Your AC" and leave it at that.

>>22729710

Ayup.

Now onto more constructive things.

I vote for us to have a catch-phrase.

And I vote for this catch-phrase to be "Fuckdamn Shitcunts."

I furthermore vote for us to proclaim this whilst in the air, or upon completion, of this >>22729219

>Next item on the agenda following this vote: official pose
>Because we're a fucking Magical Girl, what kind of Magical Girl doesn't have a pose?

>>22729754
>what kind of Magical Girl doesn't have a pose?
The secret agent kind.

>>22729754
>official pose
>shoot guy in the kneecaps

Seems to fit our personality.

>>22729773
Okay, I can accept that.

>>22729754
>>22729766
>>22729773
>>22729780
Nah, our catchphrase should be "Fuckdamn Shitcunts", said every time we receive a message that the situation has escalated. Again. So, like, twice every thread.

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>Last post for tonight. Will continue tomorrow if thread is alive.

You decide that it is best you finish this now, and haul your asses into that mother fucking shed so you can grab your people and burn this fucking side quest to the ground. Had you actually been using ammunition rather than chunks of hypervelocity metal, this would be the dramatic moment where the authorial types would have you switch to a full clip, only to enrage all the gun loving types because a clip is not a magazine.

You roll out from behind your cover and begin to -move-.

There isn't much they can do to react - they had given up trying to get past your shield to focus their fire on Amy and Gertrude, not to mention that by the time your presence is recognized, one of them has had their brains blown out by Carmina. They move to put their guns in your direction far too slowly to be anything but futile - you are already in the air, well above them, by the time they shoot at where you were.

You spin around mid air, flipping yourself into a better position to see your targets, noting the confusion and horror upon their faces. With a certain detachment, you notice that they're the ones from earlier - it doesn't matter, though, they're in you fucking way. From the looks on their faces, these chucklefucks no doubt have just begun to realize the depth of the shit they had gotten themselves into when they went and fucked with a god damned magical girl.

You fire off three bullets - one tears into the porn star looking chick's face, another bloodies the curls of that absurd afro, and a third blows a hole through both cowboy hat and skull. All three of them drop dead. You sink the landing perfectly.

"Okay," you declare, "We're done here."

>For tomorrow, what do you do?

>>22729817
>"Fuckdamn Shitcunts"
no, that is a stupid catchphrase.

>>22729869
And this is a stupid quest, problem solved.

>>22729861
Tie their bootlaces together, make it look like they tripped.

>>22729861
Search the shed to see if the prisoners are in there. Do it quick because the others guards are probably catching on to what's going on now.

>>22729877
no, it only needs to stop using 'fuck' as an adjective and it will improve.

>>22729869
Given how much the MC loves to curse, I'd say it fits. If nothing else, the cursing serves as a coping mechanism. A way to preserve her SAN score as it were. Nobody wants to hit SAN 0 if they can in any way avoid it...

>>22729915
cursing? sure. But using just fuck is very uncreative and boring. Not to mention gets annoying.
Invent some curses or use proper words as a curse.

>>22729861

Break and enter into the shed, SWAT style. Time for subtlety is gone now.

Tell Carmina and Hilda to keep us covered while we're inside, and to keep an eye on the house as well. Might be something worth looting in there.

>>22729861
Check if the shed door is locked. If so, check dead suckers for keys. If no keys, remove the hinges from the door, possibly via Amy.

>>22729905
But didn't you hear? Using fuck in between every other word in lieu of actual writing is so fucking Cyberpunk. Yesiree, the defining feature of Cyberpunk is how edgy you can make everyone sound through gratuitous cussing. Not the technology, not the overgrown city and malnourished morality, not the conspiracy, the new slang, or the neon jungle, but all the cursing.

Why is it most magical girl quest writers cant even get a proper handle on the genre they so unceremoniously cram their fetish into?

>>22730030
There are elements of those in the quest. I think you're just wilfully ignoring them to bitch about the language and magical girls in general.

Question for a latecomer: WHY are we wasting all our personal powers on mooks? We've got a sniper and someone who can cut throats at a distance.

For future assaults, one sniper shot, two throat cut, while we be on standby to shoot if something fucks up.

It's going to be a shitcunts bossfight inside, you can tell.

>>22731517
Because we have plenty of power usages, generally? They refresh every thread, and so far we've hardly used 'em that much.

>>22729861
Get into the shed; that firefight probably put the place on alert.
Have Carmina look around the farm with her scope to see if the patrols have started to show signs of being alerted.

>>22731517
In this specific instance there were 6 guards and only 3 of us and a sniper. Without power usage they would have most likely gotten off a more descriptive alarm. Besides, we only used one in a fight.
The first one was to cancel out a critical failure, and the second one was in the fight just now.
We're down to 5 spell slots now.

>>22732258
Iron Heart Surge doesn't count, then?

I was thinking the attempt that got Yukariblocked counted.

>>22732258

There are 4 slots remaining.
1st slot was >>22727418 (It was clarified in a later post)
2nd slot was >>22728904
3rd slot was >>22729400

>>22732366
Gotta be careful. Now that we're in an actual protracted battle we might actually risk hitting our spell limit now.

Both >>22727612 and >>22727842 here. I realized why everybody thought my suggestion was bullshit.

I didn't mean the HQ of the entire DHS, just the local place where the guy in charge of the farm gives orders. That might still be bad, I dunno.

>>22735584
Lets not get ahead of ourselves. We still need to check out the shed.

>>22735019
Should have gone with boosting Luck in the beginning.

>>22729880
They will never suspect a thing. People fall over all the time.

>>22741109
Didn't we brain a few of them? Maybe they slipped and fell onto your bullets.

>>22741242
Open and shut. Open-and-shut.

><TheRealReADS> Something came up. Won't be able to post tonight. 'M'GQ is still on for tomorrow.

So... Yeah. Seems we're done for this week.