>>29498440
>[ ] Head home, chill till it’s time to leave.

>>29498440
>>[ ] Pick up some flashlights, maybe some [insert].

Blankets, air freshers, some canned food

>>29498440
>>[ ] Pick up some flashlights, maybe some [insert].
backpacks?

>>29498440
>Head home, chill till it’s time to leave.

>>29498440
Have we told her about what we're doing with the Daily Bugle yet?

I think we did, but I'm not sure if we forgot.

>>29498440
>>[ ] Head home, chill till it’s time to leave.

gotta stretch that money

>>29498440
>Get some dinner with Laura. Impromptu date night. Might be dead tomorrow afterall.

>>29498440
>>[ ] Pick up some flashlights, maybe some [insert].
Blankets. They matter more than flashlights - be frugal.
>[ ] You need money, and you know some drug dealers that could stand to have less.
Be careful about it - no being seen at all if possible.

>[x] Pick up some flashlights, maybe some [insert].
We can't antagonize Creeper's boys openly until they publish our story.

Get some food if we ate everything back at breakfast, otherwise pick up some tea.

even the little supermarket bags will do

>WARP-SPASM
Requires: Level 3 Claws & Fangs, Level 3 Healing Factor, Level 2 Enhanced Agility, Level 2 Enhanced Strength, Level 2 Electrostatic Touch.
Cost: 2
JJ may enter a horrific riastrad, his features contorting, muscles expanding, and flesh producing intense levels of metabolic heat. His blood and saliva become nearly akin to liquid fire. He becomes immensely stronger and faster, but loses all but the barest vestiges of self-control, lashing out indiscriminately at his surroundings. The ability is exhausting and temporarily drops his Healing Factor by a level in the aftermath.
>literally Deviljho mode
alright

>>29498440
>Inform Laura of our Plan with the Bugle, ask her if she'd like to out Kimura to the public while we're at it because they probably have security footage of her asking after us there. Wouldn't that just put a twist in that invulnerable bitch's knickers.

>Head home and chill until it's go time.

>>29498518
we don't need to take her with us.

but we could also drop knowledge bombs about the facility and illegal genetic experiments they do if do bring her.

>>29498440
>[X] Pick up some flashlights, maybe some [insert]
- febreze or some other deodorizer to throw sense sensitive trackers, get Laura's input.
- some emergency blankets

>>29498579
She probably wants to keep her privacy, but it'd be nice to establish that.

Like in general we probably shouldn't spill any info about our friends, right?

>>29498588
Taking her with is fine, telling the Bugle about her would be NOT fine.

Fucking awful, in fact.

Also Layla will probably make fun of JJ and Laura. "ENJOY YOUR DATE DAD????"

>>29498588
We should still tell her about it, because it's kind of a really big deal and I'm not sure about keeping major life decisions to ourselves.

>>29498599
agreed, which is why we ask them first, or just reference that Creeper was blackmailing us with debt owed by one of the other runaway mutant kids that run with us because they stole some Jack from him without revealing their names.

Warp Spam, while descriptive, is kind of lame, too videogamey. I like Riastrad better, or Frumious Bandersnatch

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"The two things Creeper loves most is control and anonymity ...and cocaine. Three! the three things Creeper loves most is control, anonymity and cocaine ...and not respecting other personal space. Four! the three things Creeper loves most is control, anonymity and cocaine and not respecting other personal space."

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>>29498745

>>29498711
Warp spasm is a translation of riastrad - look up legends of Cu Chulainn for more information. The frumious Bandersnatch is an entity created by C. S. Lewis, not a verb.

>[X] Head home, chill till it’s time to leave.
>[X] Shopping.

Glad to be getting the hell out of Ash Grove, Pine Grove, Elm Grove, and the Groves in general, you strike back out into the city. Honestly, if it weren’t for real heating and stuff, you think the scar might actually be preferable to this place. It’s snowing a little heavier now, the soft white encroaching on the omnipresent grime of the surrounding tenements. Laura shivers a little beside you, her breath bulging through the cold.

You take a slight detour on your way back, crossing out into the nearby high street to pick up a few items. You round up some blankets, Lucas and Greychild being sorely lacking of them, and after running the idea by Laura you procure a few canisters of febreze. Apparently, air fresheners aren’t a perfect solution to enhanced olfactory tracking, but they can be confusing. A pair of cheap flashlights join them, and soon after, you decide to splurge on a ratty old backpack from your new favourite thrift store.

By the end, your pockets are considerably thinner, but you needed most of this stuff.

The two of you head back into the scar, down into the abandoned station that serves as your home. You find Gaby looking after the kid this time, while Kevin appears to be practicing his deatchtouch on some plywood. Refreshingly, Noriko seems to have joined him, and is releasing periodic bursts of bright blue voltage into a thoroughly burnt plank. Layla’s watching her intently, but glances up as the two of you descend, smirking wryly.

“How did it go, then?”

You couldn’t pack any more insinuation into her tone if you tried.

>[ ] “It went not at all. That thing you’re thinking did not happen.”
>[ ] “We met one of them. They… could help, maybe.”
>[ ] Talk to Lucas. [insert subject]
>[ ] Talk to Noriko. [insert subject]
>[ ] Talk to Kevin. [insert subject]
>[ ] Talk to Gaby. [insert subject]
>[ ] Just… chill.
>[ ] Write in.

>>29498440
>>[ ] Pick up some flashlights, maybe some [insert].

Big bag of weed.

Fucking got gypped last time. I wanted to hang!

>>29498822
>>[ ] “We met one of them. They… could help, maybe.”

>Current Funds: $112.3

>>29498822
I got puked on

>>29498822
>[ ] “It went not at all. That thing you’re thinking did not happen.”
>[ ] Talk to Noriko. [insert subject]
Ask her how she's feeling, if she thinks the detox is over.
>[ ] Talk to Kevin. [insert subject]
Ask if he's made any progress.

>>29498822
"Well, a teeny-bopper vomited on me. So that's a thing."
>>[ ] “We met one of them. They… could help, maybe.”
>>[ ] Talk to Lucas. [insert subject]
Get to know the new guy.

>>29498822
>“It went not at all. That thing you’re thinking did not happen.”
>"Also we met one of them and they're probably totally useless, like you, but unlike you, they might not be."

Sick burn JJ. lay out that sick burn.

>>29498822
>[x] “We met one of them. They… could help, maybe.”

don't try out sass a teenage girl

>>29498822
>[x] “We met one of them. They… could help, maybe.”
'How did you know, though? it was so rushed, not even Laura knew of it'
>[x] Talk to Gaby. [insert subject]
I bet we can bond over art history. I bet she's a Goya fan.

>>29498822
>>[ ] Write in.
Went well, but still have to go out at like 9'oclock.
>Invite anyone to join up. Possibly Lucas as a witness.

>>29498822
>[X] Write in.
"Honestly? Only ran into one of them and she was high as a kite and drunk as a dog. Did not inspire confidence in their organization, still given how hard they harped on "mutants sticking together" last time I met them I think them finding out the Creeper was running a mutant trafficking ring could motivate them enought to be useful.

"And no /that/ didn't happen. Get your mind out of the gutter Layla."

>>29498842
A BAG OF WEED, A BAG OF WEED~
EVERYTHINGS BETTER WITH A BAG OF WEED!~

>[X] “It went not at all..”
>[X] “We met one of them.”

“It went not at all.” You answer. “That thing you’re thinking did not happen.”

She does that thing, that motor lips sound, halfway between disbelief and bemusement.

“Why not?” She grins like a hyena. You know, in a few years, Layla could very well be a carbon copy of the young woman you were just vomited upon by. You could definitely see that. “You’re both boring and preachy, you can be boring and preachmfffph”–

She’s cut off by Noriko’s hand on her mouth. “Shhh.”

You glance at Laura, you stares back impassively.

“…I don’t think Laura’s preachy.” You can’t really bring yourself to say the same for you, but… eh. “Anyway, we met one of them. They were kinda baked out of their head, but I left a message. So… maybe it won’t be a waste of time.”

Maybe.

You drop your loot and sit down near the stairs.

>[ ] Tell everyone where you’re going at 9.
>[ ] Ask if anyone wants to come along.
>[ ] Ask anyone about [insert].
>[ ] Whatever, rest till you have to leave.
>[ ] Write in.

>>29499098
>>[ ] Tell everyone where you’re going at 9.

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>>29498440
Got to sleep bruvs, try not to crack-bitch in the meantime.

Also don't do anything retarded, pls

>>29499098
>[x] Tell everyone where you’re going at 9.
>Ask bishop guy to come
Has he told us his name?
>Tell Laura you are not going to disclose anything about her and the facility, chances are they would definitely link her to the boat incident, and are likely to just get away scot free thanks to phony identities and forgeries.
>This is about hurting Creeper

>>29499098

>Tell everyone where you're going at 9.
>Ask Lucas if he wants to come and tell his story of being mutie-napped and trafficked against his will, prove that Creeper was breaking the law by transferring mutants unlawfully over state lines on top of his drugs. Also ask Laura if she wants Kimura outed on top of all this, her call.

>>29499098
>[ ] Tell everyone where you’re going at 9
we shouldn't get anyone else involved

>>29499098
>[X] War council time.
Gather round kiddos. Time to talk and plot.

>>29499098
>[x] Tell everyone where you’re going at 9.

>>29499098
>>[ ] Tell everyone where you’re going at 9.

>[ ] Tell everyone where you’re going at 9.

>>29499098
>>[ ] Tell everyone where you’re going at 9.
>>[ ] Ask if anyone wants to come along.
Lucas. He's involved and not currently being hunted by anyone.
>>[ ] Ask anyone about [insert].
Ask Laura if she wants us to warn the Bugle about Kimura's group.

>>29499098
Seconded.
>>Tell everyone where you're going at 9.
>>Ask Lucas if he wants to come and tell his story of being mutie-napped and trafficked against his will, prove that Creeper was breaking the law by transferring mutants unlawfully over state lines on top of his drugs. Also ask Laura if she wants Kimura outed on top of all this, her call.

>>29499223
Oh! What if Lucas' reveal makes the X-men seek out JJ!?

Alright, so what mindblowing information are we saving for the hellions?

We're gonna do a tell all to the newspaper and just hand them a copy tomorrow?

>>29499282
tell all we know to paper

hand the hellions a copy "here's the cliff notes"

>>29499130

Everytime I see someone use one of my images I feel fuzzy inside.

>>29499098

>[ ] Tell everyone where you’re going at 9.

We don't really need anyone else with us. We're the only ones who know the necessary information and bringing anyone else would be awkward for the guy.

>[X] Tell everyone where you’re going at 9.
>[X] Ask if anyone wants to come along.

You take a glance at the time.

>17:48 PM

Right. Not exceptionally long now.

“So…” Time to break the news, you guess. “Tonight I’m gonna meet this guy from the Bugle and basically spill everything I have on Creeper.”

Heads turn.

“Seriously?” Asks Lucas, shuffling a little closer. You nod.

“Damn. That’s kinda ballsy.” Is Noriko’s input, to which Kevin adds his concurrence.

“Would that be… safe?” Asks Gaby, her tail twitching nervously. “This crime man is very bad, no?”

“Well…” You shrug. How much worse can it get. “Creeper already knows who I am. He already wants me. At this point, I cannot possibly be more of a target for him. Just more of a threat. This could really hurt him, maybe give us some room to breathe while he’s on damage control.”

Laura nods in silent approval.

“So, uh, Lucas.” You continue, realizing that you’re not all too comfortable with that name yet. “You want to add tell your story? Could help.”

“Hell yes.” His fists bunch. “There’s some scores to be settled between me an’ that asswipe.”

You smile. That makes two of you.

>[ ] Get some rest.
>[ ] Talk to [insert].
>[ ] Write in.

>>29499404
>>[ ] Talk to [insert].
Laura, contingency plan. we might get intercepted to or from the bugle

>>29499404
>[x] Talk to [insert].
"Laura, wanna take the facility public" respect her decision.


also, why does Ben believe us? or do we have to earn his trust?

>>29499404
>Talk to Noriko.
"Wanted to see how you're setting into our little underground here. Also, i though of something, shouldnt you be able to get rid of some of your charge more though the rail lines? That is if Lucas doesnt take care of that for you."

>>29499469

Seconded.

>>29499476
>also, why does Ben believe us? or do we have to earn his trust?

Yeah, good point.

>>29499404
>Talk to Gabby. We haven't gotten to know her well yet, and she seems to have taken to day care duty rather well. See how she's adjusting living as part of the group.
>We can talk to Lucas on the way to the Bugle meet.

>>29499404
>>[ ] Talk to [insert].
Laura, regarding Kimura and possible contingency plans.
Then Gabby. She can't be comfortable with a lot of this, given what we know of her.
Then use however much time is left to
>>[ ] Get some rest.

>>29499404

Seconding:
>>29499515

>>29499644

Seconded

>>29499644

This

>[X] Talk to Laura.

You ease yourself back, but you find thoughts nagging at the dark space in the back of your brain. There’s more, isn’t there? More to do, more to think, more. And the clock, whirring, turning, shifting onwards…

“Laura.” You turn to her. She’s just sat down into the lotus position, her eyes snapping open. “I was thinking contingencies. You know, in case we get mobbed on the way there…”

“I have also.” She curtly informs you. “It would be best to reach high ground as quickly as possible, utilizing your strength and adhesive abilities. From there we split up and return to this point once we are certain that all pursuers have been lost.”

O-kay.

“That… that sounds good.”

>[ ] Anything you want to suggest?
>[ ] Nope, chill now.
>[ ] Talk to Gaby.
>[ ] Write in.

>>29499404
>>[ ] Talk to [insert].
Visit, the little Grey kid see if he's ready to open up.

>>29499707
>Nope, chill now.

>>29499707
>>[ ] Anything you want to suggest?
certain signals that we can use to indicate different threats.

Also, what to do if we get separated or one of us is caught. Or both of us are caught.

>>29499707
> time to visit our ottermode adopted sister

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>>29499707
>[x] Talk to Gaby.
we hardly ever do this

>>29499750

Seconded.

>>29499762

Also seconded

>>29499707

>[ ] Talk to Gaby.
>[ ] Write in (Check on the little Grey kid)

>>29499707
>[ ] Anything you want to suggest?
"Sounds good to me. If Kimura was poking around the Bugle, should I give this Ben guy any warning?"
>>[ ] Talk to Gaby.

>>29499707

>[ ] Talk to Gaby.

See how she is feeling. figure out if there is anything we can do to make her more comfortable. She's part of our group and we don't want to alienate her.

>>29499707
Atta girl
>If you get tagged, get near the docks, the smell of the gutted fish should mask the smell of your blood
>So, spill the beans on the facility, yes or no? I think it would be pointless, given their ability to mask it and would definitely confirm your presence on the boat incident

>>29499750
this, and talk to Gabby

>>29499707
>Talk to Gabby

>>29498440
well shit 2 threads in 1 day and crusty does it the day where the fucking lynx bus too k 3 hours to get to my bus stop.

>[X] Suggestions/Questions.
>[X] Talk to Gaby.

“…What, um… what if one of us gets caught?” You ask, a little wary of that subject.

“If we cannot return within six hours, it should be assumed that one or both of us have been caught.” She pauses, and looks straight at you. “Or killed. In which case, the remaining group should move once again, and determine whether the missing one of us is dead or alive. If you are captured, there are protocols for surviving captivity and resisting torture. I can brief you on them during the journey.”

Well, that’s sure to be an enlightening conversation. “Thanks.”

Leaving her to her centering, or meditation, or whatever exactly it is she does, you get up and head over to Gaby and the kid. She smells you coming a turns to you, at which point you immediately as if the child has said anything. She shakes her dead. Damn.

You sit down beside her, crossing your legs.

“Hey.”

She glances to and fro, as if expecting to be surrounded, or judged somehow. “…Yes? Hello?”

>[ ] See how she feels about all this.
>[ ] “You know about the Kevin thing, right? The touching issue?”
>[ ] Ask her how she’s finding the subway life.
>[ ] Write in.

>>29500016
>[ ] See how she feels about all this.
>[ ] “You know about the Kevin thing, right? The touching issue?”

>>29500016
>>[ ] See how she feels about all this.
>>[ ] “You know about the Kevin thing, right? The touching issue?”
>>[ ] Ask her how she’s finding the subway life.

>>29500016
>[x] Ask her how she’s finding the subway life.
While wrapping fetusboy in one of the blankets we just bought.

>>29500016
>[ ] See how she feels about all this.
>[ ] “You know about the Kevin thing, right? The touching issue?”
>[ ] Ask her how she’s finding the subway life.

But talk about the Subway life first. Open her up with a joke before getting into serious shit.

Or start out serious and leave with a small, alleviating joke.

>>29500016
>>[ ] See how she feels about all this.

"10 pounds of shit in a 5 pound bag huh?"

inform her Creeper doesn't know she, Layla, and kid quiet exist. running is still an option for them JIC

>>29500016
>you get up and head over to Gaby and the kid. She smells you coming a turns to you, at which point you immediately as if the child has said anything. She shakes her dead. Damn.
?

[ ] See how she feels about all this.
>[ ] “You know about the Kevin thing, right? The touching issue?”

>>29500069
she said no

>>29500016
>>[ ] See how she feels about all this.
>>[ ] Ask her how she’s finding the subway life.

>>29500082
Its worded a little weird so i really dont get what t was trying to show

>>29500016
>See how she feels about all this.
>You know about the Kevin thing, right? Touching issue,"
>Reassure her that no one here is judging her, we're all homeless outcasts here who, at least in the majority, are fellow mutants. Don't be so on edge all the time, try and relax.

>>29500067
>inform her Creeper doesn't know she, Layla, and kid quiet exist. running is still an option for them JIC
This is a good point. Point this out, as well as the other topics.

>>29500016
>[ ] See how she feels about all this.
>[ ] Ask her how she’s finding the subway life.

Assure her she is part of the group and that if she wants or needs to talk about anything she can.

>>29500016
>Ask how she feels about this.
"I know this crazy whatever it is isn't what you were hoping for when you tracked me down, but I wanted to say thank you for sticking around. I know Keven especially appreciates having someone around that shares his interests. And you certainly seem to have this little guy in hand."

After opening with that just try to get a feel for whether she's comfortable with the group (and if there's anyone in particular she has an issue with) and how she's handling the multiple messes we seem to be caught in. Finall ask if there's anything she'd like or need to make herself more comfortable, we can't promise anything tonight but we'll see what we can do in the near future.

>[X] See how she feels about all this.
>[X] Ask her how she’s finding the subway life.

You unpack one of the blankets, folding it over the kid. He glances at you with those big, watery eyes, and grips it tighter, but that’s all he offers in response. It’s like he’s not even fully awake, or he’s not seeing you properly, or something.

“So. How is the subway life?”

Gaby smiles, though you can still feel some anxiousness bunching in her, like she constantly expects something awful to happen.

“It… it is better than being alone.” She swipes a lock of her away nervously. “Everyone is kind, if, um…” She trails off.

“So, this is all alright with you?” You follow up, feeling vaguely as though you’re testing alien waters. “This Creeper stuff? I mean, I could have to kill someone, and they might try to do the same to any of us. They don’t know about you, so you could still get out.”

Her nose twitches and she seems to cringe inward slightly.

“…I-I know that you’re just defending yourself. And where would I go?” Her jaw tugs upward a bit, and you realize it’s a smile. “Besides, I have the best power for getting out in the nick of time, right?”

“Hah.” You can’t help but smile back. “I guess so.”

“It’s good that I ran into you. You can’t be a bad person.”

There it is again. She’s look at you, but not at you. She’s staring through you, through your blood, your genetics, at someone else entirely.

>[ ] That’s enough. This makes you uncomfortable.
>[ ] “You know… I don’t really remember my dad the way you do.”
>[ ] Write in.

>>29500309
>>[ ] “You know… I don’t really remember my dad the way you do.”

>>29500309
>[x] “You know… I don’t really remember my dad the way you do.”
>Always at work, the old man

>>29500309
>[ ] Write in.
"Well, I try."

>[x] “You know… I don’t really remember my dad the way you do.”

haha! Time for awkward personal moments!

>>29500309
>[ ] “You know… I don’t really remember my dad the way you do.”

"I barely remember him at all. Usually he was in his lab working on something and drinking when it failed. My only memories besides that were my pictures of him from when I was too young to remember."

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Is Gaby's favorite Super hero Bible man?

>>29500309
>>[ ] “You know… I don’t really remember my dad the way you do.”
Bring on the feels.
And spaghetti.

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>>29500404
>Not UltraJesus

>>29500443
>that webcomic
Uhg, such a shame

>>29500423
and the dice...

>>29500309
>[x] “You know… I don’t really remember my dad the way you do.”

>>29500309
>>[ ] “You know… I don’t really remember my dad the way you do.”

>>29500107
It's littered with typos. Sorry bout that.

Post in the works, by the by.

>[X] “You know… I don’t really remember my dad the way you do.”

“You know… I don’t really remember my dad the way you do.”

Understatement.

She shifts on her thighs, leaning in curiously.

“What… what do you mean?”

“Well, he was…” You scratch the back of your neck, your eyes angling upward as you search through a parade of half-glimpsed shadows. You remember that fuzzy image of a man, that smell of coffee, the giant over the desk. You remember him buying you your copy of Marvels, and walking with you beside the lake, and reading… reading something… to you before you went to bed… So he was there, kind of. He just wasn’t there enough. And then, he vanished.

“…He could be a very distant man sometimes. He was obsessed with his work.” You swallow and avoid her eyes. “He’d stay in his study for days. I mean, he wasn’t… he wasn’t a bad guy…”

Oddly enough, if someone called your dad a bad guy, you’d probably still be angry. Weird.

“…He just seemed to fade in and out, you know? And then he faded away forever.”

She looks down for a moment, as her eyes searing with memory. Eventually, she speaks.

“I remember that he was kind.” You guess he was kind. Like, he wasn’t unkind. “He had a photo of you, you and your sister.”

What?

“He said you were the most important things in the world to him, and that he wished he could spend more time with you.” Buzz. The image bursts and seethes in its boundaries, like static, like fire. You feel yourself unwinding, just a little. “When he left, he said it was because he had to see you, that he… he thought he was bad for you, or something, but he was wrong. I always thought went back to his family.”

>Willpower Check
>DC18

Rolled 14

>>29500751

Rolled 19

>>29500751
Incoming crackbitch.

Rolled 19

>>29500751

Wait, are there any modifiers we should be concerned with? Ah hell, rolling a raw d20

Rolled 4

>>29500751
Here I come to roll a 1.

>>29500775
>>29500782

no spaghetti, HMQ has gone on Atkins! carbs are the enemy!

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>>29500782
>>29500775
Not today

>>29500775
>>29500782

...Face it Tiger...we just hit the jackpot.

>>29500775
>>29500782

Damn, we anti-crackbitch today.

Rolled 1

>>29500751
cry like a bitch
It's a fucking 1d1, yeah.

Rolled 16

Huh. THat wemt netter tjam ex[ected/

>>29500852
Damn dude clean your screen.

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>>29500775
>>29500782
It is an ill omen for the dice gods to grant us such bounty. Soon they will turn wrathful!

>>29500852
Move your right hand's fingers one key to the left, Anon.

Rolled 7

>>29500874
>>29500900
Sorry, my cat moved my keyboard around when I was typing and I didn't notice until after I hit enter

>>29500775
>19
>where is the crack bitch?
>where have you gone classic JJ?

The image in your brain explodes in a fury, searing through your mind. You swallow and clench your fists. You feel all your strength bunching in your arms, like dynamite waiting to go off, like fire waiting to break loose.

You hold it in. You imagine him saying those words, words like that. They don’t fit in his mouth. Do they? The walk along the beach and the lines at the bookstore resurface, and the stories to… the Silmarils, brightest lights in the world, Cuchulainn and his rage – your mother told you that one, too – and the One Thousand and One Nights.

You might tightens. Your muscles tighten. You feel like you’re prying at a wound.

“Can… can we talk about this later?”

Gaby sits up straight, looking a little surprised.

“Oh…, um, yes. Sure.”

“C-cool...”

You get up and stare down at your hands. Your nails have left deep, bloody bites in your palms. You quickly stuff them in your pockets.

>[ ] ANYTHING you want sorted out before GO TIME?

You guys are rolling just as good as in the halloween spooktacular.
Obviously, the Dice Gods like Double Issues

>>29500968
Maybe tell Noriko she's in charge this time. I'd congratulate Kevin but I think we are just not in the mood right now.

>>29500968
Can we go find a corner to cry in?

>>29500970
Better, I think. You had a few low rolls back there that were saved by a bunch of exceptional ones. Today has been straight A's across the board.

JJ is a machine tonight.

>>29500968

Leave Noriko in charge while we're gone.

>>29500968
Classic JJ is gone. We Ultimate JJ now.
It's exactly the same, but now we have a drinking problem.
>[ ] ANYTHING you want sorted out before GO TIME?
Just rest up, and tell Nori she's in charge before we leave.

>>29500968
Damn man
Enough putting it off, lets go to the interview

>>29500968
Release that anger on harmless objects, before we blow the interview.

>>29500968
nah, ITS URICH TIME! watch and be amazed as he doubts our story and decides to cut it short to get some Chinese as a late dinner

>>29500968
memory edits? or plain old delusions?

>>29501057
>Tv news
> caring about sources over a juicy story

>>29501093
fucking hypocrite acting like a family man in front of clients to get their trust

>>29501104
>Bugle
>TV

also Crusty, has Phil been stabbed yet?

>>29501122
ah neat. Good bedside manner, bad ethics/home .life

>>29501147
Has he been attacked by vampires?

You sit back and rest up till it’s time to go. You’d try to be a bit more sociable, but you’re not feeling all too sociable. You feel like you might burn straight out of your skin, or maybe implode inwards to the crawlspace of the soul, where you can diminish away into nothingness, just twinkle away, vanish. Just like your father vanished, like ‘Doctor Green’, like Joshua.

You cool down quite a bit while you wait. Eventually, you check the time as 8:40, and you realize that if this place is near the Bugle, getting there might take some a while. You leave Noriko in charge, which Layla accepts as the ‘second best choice, but not the best’, and head out with Lucas & Laura.

As you march across the cold vista of the scar, Lucas remarks that he can’t believe you see this every day. You tell him you get used to it, and ask him where he’s from. He tells you he was snatched in Chicago – this is his first visit to New York.

What a way to hit the Big Apple.

You follow the main road nearby, using the Bugle as your point of reference. Eventually you come to a sweep of notably more modern apartments, just a half-our-ish walk beyond the Bugle. You make your way to the door and glance at your phone, making sure you have the right address.

Door 13. Okay.

>Present Time: 21:28 PM

>[ ] Ring the doorbell.
>[ ] Check the area for anyone suspicious.
>[ ] Leave someone outside to keep watch.
>[ ] Write in.

>>29501147
Maaaybe.

>>29501285
Yes.

>>29501383
>>[ ] Check the area for anyone suspicious.
then
>[ ] Ring the doorbell.
don't be surprised when Kimura answers. Be prepared for a fight and stun grenades and knockout gas.

but otherwise
>[ ] Leave someone outside to keep watch.

>>29501383
>>[ ] Leave someone outside to keep watch.
While it's nice to have Laura she's more suited for scouting than participating in the interview.

>>29501383
>Chicago
Well he should feel right at home in this barren hellscape. I hate Chicago.

>>29501383
>Check for anyone suspicious.
>Laura is on external watch
>Ring the doorbell once we're ready

>>29501383
>>[ ] Check the area for anyone suspicious.
then
>>[ ] Ring the doorbell.
Don't leave anyone alone. Never split the party when it's this small.

>>29501454
He's not from Detroit.
ba-dumb'tish.

>>29501454
b-but Kenan & Kel
>>29501383
>[x] Leave someone outside to keep watch.
'Laura, keep watch. Call me if anything happens.'

>>29501383
>Put Laura on Overwatch.
>Go Invisible with Lucas
>Right Doorbell
>sneak in invis while the door is open

>>29501641
That's a bit too much, we're not robbing the place.

>(1/2)
>[X] Ring the doorbell.
>[X] Check the area for anyone suspicious.
>[X] Leave someone outside to keep watch.

You glance warily across the road, and then to your left and right. There’s a gaggle of kids crossing the street on the other side, but you wouldn’t really peg them as Creeper’s type OR the ideal agents for Laura’s fucked up facility. Speaking of…

“You mind looking out?” You ask Laura. “You’ve got the best nose here.”

She nods silently.

Pausing just for a moment, you ring the doorbell, imaging for one dreadful moment that Kimura will open the door. In a way, it becomes a little, private fantasy – your rage burns to the surface, tearing through you, usurping your skin and flaring out, and you punch her so hard her brain shoots out her ears like steam. No Kimura answers, though – the door just clicks open automatically, ushering you through into a small lobby with a set of stairs at the end.

>(2/2)

You head up to the second floor and make your way to door thirteen. Luckily, it’s not hard to find, as there’s a man in his early thirties craning his neck out into the corridor, his chin shaded by a thick beard and long hair swept back. It is so hard to refrain from congratulating him on pulling off a near-mullet in this day & age.

He catches sight of you and frowns.

“You’re the guy?”

You nod. He glances behind you, at Lucas.

“Who’s the kid?”

“He was on the ship.”

His eyebrows rise in pleasant surprise and he motions for you to come in.

You find yourself in a pretty nice studio apartment. Everything’s impeccably neat – the bookshelf sitting against the wall, the sofa, the carpeted floor… until you catch sight of the desk cramped into one corner, which a paperswept mess.

“Make yourself at home.” States your host, rushing past you into one of the other rooms. “Peter couldn’t make it, by the way. Said he had some emergency with his girlfriend or something. I swear, that kid…”

>[ ] “Is he alright?”
>[ ] “I’m sure it’s something important.”
>[ ] Just sit down quietly.
>[ ] Write in.

>>29501909
>[x] “I’m sure it’s something important.”

>>29501909
>>[ ] “Is he alright?”

>>29501909
>[X] “I’m sure it’s something important.”

>>29501909
>[ ] “Is he alright?”

>>29501909
>>[ ] “Is he alright?”
>>[ ] “I’m sure it’s something important.”

>>29501909
>>[ ] “I’m sure it’s something important.”
Lets use heat vision to see peter wall crawling like a creep.

>>29501909
>[x] Just sit down quietly.
we are used to this shit.

>>29501909
>>[ ] “Is he alright?”
>>[ ] “I’m sure it’s something important.”
"Knowing Peter, it's probably something vaguely innocuous and worryingly important. Kid has a knack for finding things that are... let's say interesting. He seem alright to you?"

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I wonder if we're gonna be attacked by Facility or Creeper goons?

>>29502192
Both

>>29502192
Yeah, I was wondering about the facility people when everyone decided to ask Laura to stand guard, but then I remembered she's a professionally trained killer, she wouldn't just stand outside the door, would she?

Alrighty folks, we need to decide what we're gonna tell this guy. Do we spill everything about ourselves? Just give him the lowdown on Creeper? How are we gonna play this?

>>29502215

That could end up working in our favour if it actually happened.

>[X] “I’m sure it’s something important.”

“…I’m sure it’s something important.” You offer, still standing by the door. You cannot fully describe how out of place you feel here. If you sit on that sofa it might catch something from you. “I mean, he doesn’t seem like the kind of kid to just ditch for no reason.”

You hear the guy laugh in the other room. He returns holding a set of recording devices, grinning very slightly.

“Oh, it’s always important. Peter Parker…” He pauses, fiddling with some switch or button or something. “…is a great kid. Could be a really great journalist one day. But he can be a bit of a flake.”

He sets the stuff down on a table beside the sofa and returns to you, holding out his hand. You shake it, doing your best to hide your surprise.

“Well, I’m Ben Urich. I’m the guy who keeps failing to get the Kingpin dropped into jail.” He pauses to shake Lucas’ hand. “I won’t as your names, but I will ask you a few things about the events of last night. I gotta make sure you are who you say you are, you understand?”

You nod. Makes sense.

He sits down on a chair on the other side of the table, motioning for you to take the sofa. You sit down carefully. As you get comfortable, or as close to comfortable as possible, he shoots you a hard look over the top of his glasses.

“The police caught sight of a noted felon, an African-American man in his early thirties, at the scene of the debacle. He’s a killer with an extensive military history and a noted reputation in criminal circles, and it’s believed that he was orchestrating the night’s events. What’s his moniker?”

Easy. “Barracuda.”

Urich smirks.

“Good. Well… before we begin, is there anything you’re not comfortable with discussing? Anything at all?”

>[ ] Anything, guys?

>>29502283
spill everything and the spaghetti.

>>29502192
Both.

>>29502308
our father

>>29502308
Our life before becoming homeless.
Or
Just say we were attacked by anti-mugga people.

>>29502308
"nothing comes to mind."

>>29502308

No discussing the rest of our group, how we got in contact etc. Can't think of anything else. Guys?

>>29502308
"I can't think of anything off the top of my head, but if something uncomfortable does come up, I'll be sure to tell you."

>>29502308
Nothing about Laura or our powers obviously. But that's stuff we can just omit, no reason to mention it at all.

>>29502308
We don't bring up Laura or the facility at all.
Plus the gig at the Tabbycat that we got if it becomes relevant.
And I guess Greychild should be left out too, I don't think he'd believe us anyway and we have no idea what the fuck the kid is.

Also I guess who were are or who Bishop is? I mean he's probably got family in Chicago but the Facility might come for him/his fam too if they know he's a mutant.

>>29502308
Anybody but ourselves. Don't want to bring shit down on them.

>>29502308
Some things but I'll tell you if they come up

>>29502384
I find this subject to be okay to talk about, it would be important to relate that story to our first meeting with creeper if it comes up.
>>29502352
Dad might be a bad subject, as would Laura, and the fact that the thing that attacked the orphanage was a demon.

>>29502308
Damn, they got the cudda!? He's gonna give our tender ass some lovin' later, snitches in ditches and all.

Nothing, really. We're pretty much a public figure already.

>>29502308
"I'd rather not give precise details about our powers, and... you recall the people who came here looking for me? I'm not comfortable discussing them. It's not same, for you OR me."

>>29502433
no they saw his ninja ass, not caught it.
A real Nigga never gets caught.

>>29502440
>same
*safe
Dammit.

>>29502472
Oh, caught sight. Did't catch that noun, for some reason.

>>29502472
Well, he is a hardcore motherfucking gangster.

We keep the names of our friends secret. We keep our Laura and the facility.

We tell our story, first of last night, then why we were there and our history with the creeper, the nature of his powers, and the names of his toadies.

>>29502609

Seconded

>>29502308
>[ ] Anything, guys

No Laura, that's her story to tell, not ours. She can be a nameless figure, but no power discussion. Dad's out, as is the facility.

But if they ask for backstory, give it, we need sympathy points for being a criminal.

>>29502609
>We keep our Laura and the facility.
Unless the facility goons come knocking, in which case spilling isn't a terrible idea.

>>29502609
Perfect. We going full anonymous informant on this one.

You think carefully.

“My powers.” That’s the first thing that springs to mind. “Just can’t release that information. It puts me at a… pretty distinct disadvantage.”

“Okay.” He responds. “Witnesses stated that you could turn invisible, or partially invisible. Would you mind proving that? It’d further assure me that you’re the real deal, and I can promise that no confirmation on the subject would leave this room.”

You glance at Lucas, who looks back at you with “what’s the harm?” pretty much written all over his face. You briefly shimmer out of visibility, just for a moment. Urich leans back a little, his brow rising.

“…Cool.” He clears his throat. “Anything else?”

“Anything before I became homeless. I can tell you how it happened if you really want, I can tell you how I met Creeper, but nothing from before. Nothing.”

“Sure.” He nods, and turns to Lucas. “What about you?”

“Uh… just, the same, I guess.” You get a very distinct impression that feels very nearly as out of place as you do. “Nothin’ about my powers.”

“Right. Well then…” He reaches out and presses something on one of the devices between you. It murmurs to life in fits of static. “Could you begin with how you came to work for this Creeper person?”

>[ ] Tell everything.
>[ ] Edit out certain things [insert].

>>29502702
>>[ ] Tell everything.

>>29502702
>[ ]Tell everything

>>29502702
>[ ] Tell everything.
#YOLO

>>29502702
>[ ] Tell everything.

>>29502702
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V7awW5nrDHk
>[x] Tell everything.

>>29502702
>[ ] Edit out certain things [insert].

The Facility

Laura (her name. Just say "a friend")

>>29502702
>>[ ] Tell everything.

>>29502702
>Full disclosure, baby.
>But leave out the stuff that could get JJ's pretty boypussy sent to the pen
>I don't know statute of limitations for New York state
>Should probably ask Ben

>>29502702
>[ ] Tell everything.

>>29502755
This is pre facility.

Probably, some dudes tried to light me on fire.

>>29502671
Telling a reporter who's hellbent on digging up dirt on kingpin, and is probably a bit cocky that he hasn't been murdered yet, about the secret agents out to get mutants for experimental purposes just might end with him vanishing without a trace if he decides to try and look into them.

>>29502766
This.

....Well, the rough gist of it.

>>29502702

>Tell everything. How we came to work for Creeper, why we got out, how his power seems to work (and that cameras bypass it) and how he roped us back in without naming the other's we run with, just their predicament.

>>29502798
I was more referring to if they specifically show up at his front door in the next half hour, y'know?

>>29502702
>>[ ] Tell everything.
Here we go.

>[X] Tell everything.

You spill it all. You tell him about the alley, about the beating, the dreaded threat of fire. You tell him how Creeper saved you, how you did pretty much whatever the hell he asked of you after that. How you beat people into bruised mounds, how you stole, how you ran drugs in a school uniform…

He listens intently, occasionally jotting something down in the little notebook resting over his legs. Nothing big, just one or two words. Eventually, he speaks up once more.

“You said that this Creeper is a mutant? Can you tell us what his abilities are?”

Hmmm…

“Well… I don’t exactly understand it all too well, but he can kinda become unnoticed.”

“He can turn invisible?”

“No. It’s more like the part of your brain that notices him just shuts down around him. He doesn’t disappear, he just… isn’t noticed if he doesn’t want to be. He can be talking right next to you and you want know he’s there till he wants you to.”

“That’s… rather terrifying.”

You certainly agree.

“On the subject of mutants…” He takes a deep breath. “You’ve told me that several mutants aside from you worked for this man. Do believe it’s common for mutants to resort to crime? And why do you think that is, if so? Why do people work for this guy?”

>[ ] Why, guys?

>>29502822

Or if they kidnap Laura while she's standing outside.

>>29502931
>[ ] Why, guys?

"Well, we can't really get a job anywhere legally."

>>29502931
Because its their only option
if people accepted more mutants to work there would be less mini hulks swinging buildings around going 200km per second

>>29502931
"I'm not sure how many mutants resort to crime, but I'm guessing it's not uncommon. I mean, after all, we're shunned and ostracized from society. People fear us. I was attacked by a torches and pitchforks kind of mob, you know? At the end of the day, a person's got to find some safe haven. And Creeper offered that."

>>29502931
"Because society leaves us with little else."

>>29502931
Alot of mutants are homeless and are basically being hunted by normal citizens and viewed as monsters so normal jobs are often impossible to get, especially if your power is noticeable.

>>29502931
Can't hold a job for minimum wage, gee I fucking wonder why

>>29502931

Lack of choice. We have nothing. Are allowed to have nothing. And it's not just a mutant thing, either. Anyone in that position, mutant or not, would do anything they could to survive and get by. It just so happens that mutant powers make us good tools. We get pushed so far, we can only go in one direction. And that's were Creeper has set himself up.

>>29502931
Yewp. Spin the sob story. We muggas got it hard in the hood.

>>29502931
>If people keep shoving you out of the world, telling you that you're wrong for existing...trying to brand you with a fucking iron...then what else is there. From the look of things, pretty soon it will be an outright felony just being a mutant...and when being a mutant is openly and outright criminalized...then all mutants will have to be criminals.

>I gave up on his world...I saw it for what it was and I left, I still had my soul and that wasn't going to be Creeper's. Kinda ironic, guy who can become invisible becomes a hobo...double invisibility.

>>29502931
"Opportunity, normal job's that a mutant can be hired for a few and far between, when the choice is freezing or starving to death, you do things you wouldn't normally do."
"The shock of mutation doesn't help, a lot of us have been run out of our homes, some of us by our own parents before we're even at adult age."

>>29502766
I don't think we can actually be prosecuted for any crimes we admit to committing to him. If the cops do show up to bust our asses, we can appeal to confidential informant laws to secure immunity.

Of course, who knows how that works for mutie scum.

>>29503072
plus, aren't we a minor?

>>29503088
Were when we committed all those crimes except stealing the tablet and being hired on to guard a shipment of humans.

>>29503088

We're 18

>>29502931
"The same reason lots of people turn to crime; we don't have a choice."

Then go into how hard it is being a mutant, discrimination, yadda yadda yadda.

>>29503088
>We were, the crimes we have recently committed while being blackmailed by Creeper are however after we turned 18.

>>29502931
>>[ ] Why, guys?
Ther aren't all that many legitimate lines of work for us. The few there are, generally either dont all that pay well, require background you can't acquire after being outed, or are so barely legitimate they lead to jobs that are less so. Between that and the way we tend to be treated by most, along with the fact that most mutants manifest in their teens... that's a lot of pent-up aggression. Psych issues aren't uncommon, especially considering how we're taught to view people like us as kids, and thats before we take into account the effect radical changes can have on your self-image."
...maybe a little verbose.

>>29503072
Hmm. Yeah, I had forgot that about that.

I'm not actually too sure how it works, though. The law I studied was constitutional and criminal, neither of which delved into the issue of journalists/reporter rights.

I want to say that informants are NOT given confidentiality, though, like you would have with a medical professional/lawyer/et al, though.

>>29503135
>we become mutants normally before we can finish our education...and if we get outed few parents want to let us stay in school with their kids...play up the forced pariah angle. We're not drop outs, we're forced out, and even then if your an open mutie, it's hard to get work.

“Well, we can’t really get a job anywhere legally.”

You notice one of Ben’s eyebrows rising.

“I mean, sure, you can register, but even then most companies are gonna steer the fuck away from anyone with an X-gene. And if you’re homeless, like most of us end up when our parents kick us out, or some fuckwit burns down our house, or whatever… well, what else can we do?” You swallow, and lean back. “If you can’t afford basic living, you can’t afford to get registered. Everyone’s out to get you and you have nothing. You need something, you need to survive. Honestly, Creeper? At first, he just made me feel safe, you know? I mean… I didn’t know what kind of guy he was then, or… or…” You cast back your mind. The image surfaces, half-formed, almost like dad in that way. Always missing a piece, always fuzzy. “…what he was becoming, but being part of his gang made me feel safe. And I hadn’t been safe for a whole year.”

You dab nervously at the tiny wounds on the inside of your palms, making sure that they stay hidden.

“I mean, this is it for us. We don’t have anything else. We either take what we can or somebody kills us. Or we starve. Or… whatever.”

Urich nods along, eventually breaking his silence.

“You’ve described your past in this man’s organization, and how you came to be there. How would you describe your current situation?”

>[ ] Just tell him that Creeper is trying to rope you back in.
>[ ] Tell him about Noriko & Kevin (not by name, obviously).
>[ ] Write in.

>>29503210
>>[ ] Just tell him that Creeper is trying to rope you back in.
>>[ ] Tell him about Noriko & Kevin (not by name, obviously).

>>29503210
>[ ] Just tell him that Creeper WAS trying to rope you back in.
Not much he wants from us now since the tanker incident

>>29503210

>Creeper has been trying to rope me back in for a while now...and then opportunity came knocking.
>Tell him about Noriko and Kevin (not by name obviously) and the blackmail for their lives.

>>29503210
>[ ] Just tell him that Creeper is trying to rope you back in.
>[ ] Tell him about Noriko & Kevin (not by name, obviously).

>>29503210
>>[ ] Just tell him that Creeper is trying to rope you back in.
>>[ ] Tell him about Noriko & Kevin (not by name, obviously).

>>29503210
>>[ ] Tell him about Noriko & Kevin (not by name, obviously).
Creeper WAS trying to rope us back in. Now, he's trying to gut us.

>>29503210

>[ ] Just tell him that Creeper is trying to rope you back in.
>[ ] Tell him about Noriko & Kevin (not by name, obviously).

>>29503210
>[ ] Write in.
>Tell him everything while filtering out names and identifying information.

>>29503210
>[x] Just tell him that Creeper is trying to rope you back in.
'I have been trying to go legit for a while. I'm not proud of the stuff I did while I was with The Creeper. I took a job selling papers - not really enough to rent a room, but at least it kept me from starving-. But you know how it goes, you just don't quit the criminal life.'

>>29503210
>[] Tell him about Jack.

>>29503210
>>[ ] Just tell him that Creeper is trying to rope you back in.
>>[ ] Tell him about Noriko & Kevin (not by name, obviously).

>>29503210
>[x] Tell him about Noriko & Kevin (not by name, obviously).

>>29503314
And by this I mean how we helped smuggle it, how we helped make it big, about the exploding effects, and how we are partially responsible for the deaths it caused, use it as a lead in to Noriko and Kevin.

>[X] Just tell him that Creeper is trying to rope you back in.
>[X] Tell him about Noriko & Kevin (not by name, obviously).

You tell him about Kevin and Noriko, about how you blundered into their story, and how Creeper latched on to that. How he used that to goad you into stealing for him again, and how he wanted you to play guard duty on that ill-fated ship of his. You tell him you just couldn’t deal with what he was doing at the docks, that it was just way too far, and you basically burned your bridges in the most spectacular manner possible, freeing as many of Creeper’s captives as you could and escaping into the night.

“Quite a story.” He remarks. After this he uses the subject of the ship to ask Lucas a few questions, mostly about the conditions he experienced, how he was taken, what he thought was going on… Eventually, he turns back you.

“You’ve mentioned that Jack is by far the most profitable, and nearly the sole, drug Creeper produces and distributes. You’ve even documented your own encounters with addicts, and how destructive the effects of the drug can be to their lives. Why would you say has this particular mixture proven so profitable to Creeper?”

>[ ] Insert.

>>29503210
>[X]Both
tell him that Creeper is trying to rope you back in by threatening our friends. And leave it at that.

>>29503397
Say something about the escapism of it. How, like any drug it lets you get away, not just from reality but also from your powers. There are a lot of mutants that are just as afraid of themselves as others are. It provides a way to control that, for a short time.

>>29503397
"Many mutants, when they first get their abilities, probably won't have much control over it. They may end up harming themselves, harming others, or just causing more attention that will get them hurt. Jack makes it more controllable, but it's got it's a double edged sword."

>>29503397
because there's a market for it. some mutants can't control their powers. The 2 we mentioned earlier for example.

>>29503434

Seconded.

>>29503434
this, but don't forget Over Dosing can make those powers go haywire.

>>29503397
>It gives mutants control of there powers and makes it easier to blend into normal society.

>>29503397
People are afraid of mutincts and what most people don't realize is that sometimes we're afraid of ourselves. Especially those who don't have a good grasp of there powers.

Jack offers a way to control it...for awhile to keep it down. but it's only tempoary and causes more harm then good

>>29503397
It gives mutants a chance, even if for a little bit, to feel like they're normal. Also, maybe mention Kevin's powers. Shit is an instant tearjerker.

>>29503397
Well if i had to say why its becuase of these four reasons.
1.It helps people control their powers better
2.It boost their powers abilities
3. Like any drug it makes them feel good.
4.It can be viewed as the only hope to a semblance of a normal life.

>>29503397
"From what I've seen, Jack maximizes your potential as a mutant. You're control over your mutation improves, and that's really attractive to a lot of mutants, there a quite a few who have powers that are dangerous to themselves or to others, who's mutation awakened a hurt someone close to them." "Then there's the addictive effects and the high comparable to ecstasy and you've got a drug that allows mutants to escape and be in total control of their powers."

"And then you explode."

>>29503397
>>[ ] Insert.
"I've never tried it myself, so I'm going off second hand here, but... aside from all the reasons ANY drug is successful, Jack makes you more powerful, and it gives you better control. Preys on the people who want to get revenge on the world and on the people who just want it to stop. People whose grip on their powers is so very loose, who just want to get them under control so they can go home and pretend they're just like everyone else."

“It helps people get away.” You state. “From their powers, as much as reality. Look…”

You lean forward, looking him in the eye.

“There are a lot of mutants. Probably more than people think. We’re not some isolated incident, we’re a demonstrable chunk of the population. We’re not something that is going away. Jack provides all those people with control, or at least the illusion of it. When you get your powers, you don’t know what’s going on and you’ve got no idea what you’re doing, and you’re… you’re constantly afraid that you’ll do something wrong, and people will find out. You feel like you’re not in control of a part of yourself. Jack provides a solution for that.”

“But it’s been demonstrated that Jack can occasionally cause mutant abilities to, for lack of a better term go ‘haywire’…?”

You shrug.

“People don’t care. Your average druggie is willing to risk an overdose for his high. Your average Jack user needs it – they don’t want it, they need it, or they think they do – to keep themselves hidden, because they know what happens when they get shoved outta the closet. They’ll risk a meltdown for that.”

“Interesting.” Very deliberately, he turns a page in his notebook. “Would you mind talking about the Sacred Tree incident? What happened there?”

>[ ] Full disclosure.
>[ ] Don’t mention the demon.
>[ ] Don’t mention Layla.
>[ ] Don’t want to talk about it.

>>29503649
>>[ ] Full disclosure.

No names

>>29503649
>[ ] Full disclosure.
believe me i wouldnt lie about this kinda shit
ask doc strange if you have to

>>29503649
>>[ ] Full disclosure.

>>29503649
>>[ ] Don’t mention the demon.
>>[ ] Don’t mention Layla.
>>29503693
Mentioning demons would get us viewed as crazy.

>>29503649
>>[ ] Full disclosure.

>>29503698
It should be noted that the public has no idea about Strange.

>>29503649
>>[ ] Full disclosure.
>[ ] Don’t mention Layla.
igiveiv years
Captcha gives us 4 years, surprisingly optimistic

>>29503649
>>[ ] Don’t mention the demon.
>>[ ] Don’t mention Layla.

Let's not say anything that makes us look like a nutjob, and let's not get Layla involved.

>>29503649
>[ ] Full disclosure.

But mention the fact that why we still have Layla is because we fear abuse in the foster care system as well as the fact that we don't know where else to take her.

>>29503649
>[ ] Don't mention that it was a demon
We can say that it claimed to be a demon, and that we don't know what the fuck it was.
>[ ] Don't mention Layla
Pointless really, they'll guess she was the tipoff, they'll trace the name to the girl who recently ran away, still, don't mention her.

>>29503649
>>[ ] Don’t mention the demon.
Why do you guys want to tell people about something that most of the population and including us didn't believe in?

>>29503649
>>[ ] Don’t mention the demon.
I know! Let's NOT get viewed as a crazy person.

>>29503649
>Full disclosure, without naming Layla, and being as mentally wholesome as we can while describing how we shouted THE POWER OF CHRIST COMPELS YOU at one of the oldest, fallen angels.
>yeah
>just gotta fly casual.

>>29503722
hum

>>29503649
>>[ ] Don’t mention the demon.
>>[ ] Don’t mention Layla.
We don't want to look like a crazy person or a kidnapper.

>>29503649
>[x] Full disclosure.
>[ ] Don’t mention the demon.

on the subject of the demon
"it said it was a demon. I have no idea what that thing was."

>>29503649
>[ ] Don’t mention the demon.
>[ ] Don’t mention Layla.

>>29503740
Nah, just say we haven't pushed it because she wouldn't stay anyways, better someone you know than someone you don't.

>>29503649
great, if we talk about a fucking DEMON people will think we're nuts. If we ride the popular theory that it was an evil mutant that's not exactly a great PR boost for mutants, and if we mention Layla nothing good comes out of that either. Gonna have to go with
>[ ] Don’t want to talk about it.

>>29503649
>[ ] Don’t mention the demon.
>[ ] Don’t mention Layla.

>>29503693
>>29503698
>>29503701
>>29503710
>>29503735
>>29503740
He's just going to think we're crazy which will make everything else we say suspect.

>>29503649
>Full disclosure, no names, the thing claimed it was a Demon, but I don't know what the hell it was with Aliens and time travelers blowing shit up across the world and Magneto's dropping asteroids...probably just a disembodied psychic with an ego...still scary, still almost killed me, still pulped the nun and tried to get back in the world by possessing kids. Jesus, I was just trying to prove to a runaway that her orphanage was safe to go back to and I get dragged into that.

>>29503794
Plenty of ways to get around that, just say it claimed to be a demon.

>>29503794
>>29503825

You guys are living small time. Weirder shit has already happened.

Like, you know, fucking asgardians and colony (moon) drops and shit.

One errant demon is just a drop of strange in the sea of weirdness,.

>>29503827
this is good.

we are in a universe based off of comics after all.

>>29503649
>>[ ] Don’t mention the demon.
>>[ ] Don’t mention Layla.
Mentioning the demon is not good since we have no witnesses to back this up and layla will get the cops after us.

>>29503827
That'll do.

>>29503859
WE DIDN'T believe in demons and shit, yet you believe other people will?

>all these full disclosure votes
By the way I totes kicked this fallen angels ass to save the day. also I have a runaway kid from the place living with me right now in my filthy hobo hideout, but please don't call the law or put me in a asylum.

>>29503827
We can totally say that it claimed to be a demon. But, don't let on that we believed it.And, still don't mention Layla.

>>29503888
They don't need to believe in demons for demons to exist, as obviously experienced by Sacred Tree and JJ.

Besides, Ben's a cool cat.

>>29503888
Pretty sure hating mutants goes hand in hand with being catholic.

Every hardcore catholic believes in demons.

>>29503827
>that.

>>29503827
This >>29503649

>>29503769
>>29503827
That right there is a vote a man could switch to. Like so.

>>29503908
Well, if you mention demons, that's just gonna become another label for mutie hating. remember that nutjob Gaby and her 'demon people'.

>>29503907
they do if its a respected news paper.
>>29503908
they view Mutants as demons.

>[X] Don’t mention the demon as a demon.
>[X] Don’t mention Layla.

You have to spin this one a little. You make sure to assure him that it had pretty much zilch to do with Creeper or Jack or mutants in general. You tell him that you bumped in one of the kids from Sacred Tree trying to run away, and that HE told you something at the orphanage was hurting the children there. As you’re used to being ignored and disregarded, something in that resonated with you, and you decided to check it out.

“So, what was hurting the kids? There was something, right?”

“Yeah…” Hard subject. Demon. Demon-you, at one point. Demon kid. Demon demon demon. “…It claimed to be a lot of things. Personally, I have no fucking idea what it was. I’m certain it wasn’t human, though. Maybe, like, an alien or something. A psychic alien? It claimed to be a demon.”

“A demon. As in, an actual”–

“That’s what it said. I have no clue what it was, but everyone who was there has told you that there was something other than me, right?”

He nods.

“Well, it claimed to be a shit ton of things, some of them totally nonsense. I can’t tell you what it really was. I just don’t know.”

“Okay…” He sets his notebook aside. “Just one last question.”

Oh, the anticipation.

“Who’s you’re favourite superhero?”

>[ ] Who is it, guys?

>>29504035
my sister

>>29504035
>you’re

Fuck these tired eyes.

>>29504035
uhhhhhhhhh
Jackie chan

>>29504035
>>[ ] Who is it, guys?
Spiderman

Barman