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Dice are 1d100, roll under with obscured DC. Best of three.
Season 1 can be found on the suptg archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=To%20aru

>>36308504
>Dice are 1d100, roll under with obscured DC. Best of three.
Is that really an accurate statement what with the whatever it was that we picked instead of the far better Dark May emulator? Or is that only for combat DCs?

>>36308485
>Dig deeper in to the past

>>36308485
>Dig deeper in to the past

>>36308537
Nope, just copy and pasted it, as usual. Thanks for catching that.

>>36308485
>Dig deeper in to the past

unlock the mystery of history

>>36308485
>Check in with work

>>36308485
>Dig deeper in to the past

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Before you went out, you looked over your personal belongings once more. A jacket, a shirt, and a pair of jeans were all you had for clothing. You had your trusty M1911, down to five rounds now. The gun you had looted, for lack of a better term, was a Walther P99, firing .40 S&W. It was currently empty so you left it alone. You also had a helmet and you put it on. You weren’t sure whether the hiss as it jacked in to the port behind your neck was yours or a part of the process.

While this was Nayuta’s apartment, she wasn’t really living in it. There were only strange books that adorned the shelves and an empty fridge. That was why you were going out. You were also going to dig deeper in to your past. An alert came up on the helmet’s HUD. It was a low priority job request, entirely optional. Apparently, today was also the day of some kind of conference. Since it was optional, you brushed it aside and continued your search for information regarding your known associates and breakfast. It wasn’t hard to access the Judgement and Anti-Skill databases with your clearance. While there was a web of relationships displayed, your eyes homed in on two names in particular.

>Kudou Asuka, ex-girlfriend
>Sagara, right-hand man

You also found a nice coffee shop to read the files in too.

>>36309191
>Kudou Asuka, ex-girlfriend

>>36309191
>Kudou Asuka, ex-girlfriend

>>36309191
>Sagara, right-hand man

>>36309191
Assuming this is a call for a vote,
>Kudou Asuka, ex-girlfriend

Sounds important.

>>36309191
How are we gonna eat in public with that helmet on?

>>36309191
>Kudou Asuka, ex-girlfriend

>>36309324
A portable blender and a bendy straw.

>>36309191
>Sagara, right-hand man

>>36309191
>Kudou Asuka, ex-girlfriend

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As the waitress served you tea as you preferred it, and a sandwich, you wondered how you were actually going to eat without taking off the helmet. Well apparently the bottom half of your helmet folded itself away neatly. It exposed the lower half of your face while still allowing you to take advantage of the AR interface. Maybe eating with the helmet on was rude but there was a camera in the room. One of VERDICT’s many directives was to conceal your real identity. While you agreed about the secret identity thing it was going to make things rather awkward going forward.

Kudou Asuka, being an associate of yours had a rap sheet mirrored your own. With her body count, you’d think she’d be convicted and shipped off to the Reformatory already. As it was, she was presently attending Tokiwadai Middle School and was in her third and last year. Psyche profiles were notably outdated but painted the picture of a bored ojou-sama who sought a challenge that she couldn’t overcome with her powers. That she dated you before your death may have been a contributing factor in how outdated the profile was.

Putting aside what the official files said you were going to approach her. There was no doubt. If not soon, then eventually, you were going to face her. Right now, you held the initiative so to speak. There were two ways to go about it, directly, or indirectly. The former was easy. You were sure you could sneak a love letter in to the Tokiwadai dormitories. The latter involved more snooping about her social circles and getting in touch through them.

>Let’s be direct
>Let’s be indirect
>Let’s investigate Sagara instead
>Let’s just drop this and go to work
>Other (write-in)

>>36309923
>Let’s be direct
It's Asuka. We might end up having to fend off swords, but things'll work out better in the end this way. Besides, it's not like we have to worry about losing limbs anymore.

>>36309923
>Let’s be direct

>>36309923
>Let’s be direct

It's the Torikov way.

Okay, it might have gotten him literally killed, but still.

>>36309980
We still have one meat-leg to lose.

>>36309923
>Let’s be direct

>>36309923
>>Let’s be direct

>>36309923
>Let’s be direct

>raptsov said

Uncle Raptsov said be direct at all times!

>>36309923
>>Let’s be direct

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A stray thought struck you as you wrote the love letter. You died a virgin. You have also never written a love letter before, though you did receive an anonymous one. Love may have been battlefield but CADRE was of no help here. You decided to be succinct.

“I’m alive. Let’s meet up.”

You also scribbled down the address of park somewhere before signing your name and folding the letter up. There was a nearby stationary store so you managed to conveniently obtain an envelope. All that was left was your delivery system. You didn’t think Asuka would be impressed if you used the regular postal service. Thus you decided to hand deliver the letter. At this time of day, she was most likely going to be in classes, or otherwise outside her dormitory. That was good.

What was not good was the security. As you stood across the street from the Tokiwadai’s exterior dormitory, you deliberated on how to handle the infiltration. There were cameras on the walls, hard to dodge and you’d give up the ghost if you were detected. Then there was the front door and it was guarded by something even more fearsome than the Board of Directors. The Tokiwadai Dormitory Supervisor, known to you personally as Aneue, would be barring your path. She was a stickler for the rules and no males were allowed past the front door. You’d have to try the “official business” card but you weren’t sure it was going to work.

>Waltz in the front
>Sneak in the back

>>36310465
>Sneak in the back

>>36310465
>Sneak in the back

>>36310465
>Waltz in the front
I'm sure it will be fiiiine.

>>36310465
>Sneak in the back
We give it from behind

>>36310465
>Waltz in the front
Aneue will probably kill us if she realizes who we are but lets do it.

>>36310465
>>Waltz in the front

>>36310465
>You have also never written a love letter before
Whatchyu talkin' bout Kyril? Your brain pumped out plenty when you were in the fridge hooked up to a typewriter.

>>36310523
She'd kill us for making her think we died, then hug us cause she's glad we didn't, then kill us again for not immediately informing her of our continued existance.

>>36310465

>Sneak in the back

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>36310506
>>36310523
>>36310632
1. Full frontal
>>36310503
>>36310504
>>36310508
2. Rogues

>>36310725
>>36310727
kek

>>36310727
Oh dear, encounter rate with Aneue just went up to 100%. Well, better to get to her sooner rather than later, I guess.

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As someone of your complicated legal status, it wouldn’t do to go flaunting it about. That was why you simply found a blind spot in the cameras and snuck in. Given the time of day, and the date, which was also a school day, it was mostly empty. It would have been so much harder if the corridors weren’t. Asuka’s room wasn’t on the ground floor either. There were no cameras inside the building itself, which was a minor mercy. Something far bigger and more dangerous prowled the halls and it wasn’t the serving staff.

There was a slight complication though. Even though CADRE had you hiding in janitorial closets, under tables and behind window drapes, you couldn’t evade detection forever. Gaining access to Asuka’s room was easy, planting the letter, even more so. It was on your way out that things went horribly, horribly wrong. You encountered a Lady of Tokiwadai. It wasn’t the worst case scenario but it was pretty bad. You didn’t want your presence to be registered of course.

“And who might you be?” she asked.

Naturally it would be polite to reply. Though if you stopped now the encounter rate with something even worse would jump up dramatically. You didn’t want that. Dashing would be an admission of guilt. The Ladies of Tokiwadai were all Level 3 and up, higher than, if not on par with, you.

>”I am…” (write-in)
>Say nothing and dash

>>36311172
>"That's classified" and then keep walking.

>>36311172
I am with judgement. Official business.

>>36311172
>"Just a friendly neighborhood robocop."
>"Beep boop."

>>36311172
>honesty
Hello my name is Kyril and I have a letter I need to get to someone that lives here.

>>36311262
We already planted the letter in her room

>>36311172
>>”It's classified. If you need more information contact your local anti-skill but I doubt they'll be able to release much information.
Please do not divulge the information of my presence, or of other agents in the area, unless prompted by an authority.
Have a good day citizen"

If anybody asks our real name can we go for an absolutely retarded disguise like Lyrik Vokrot

>>36311172
>>36311242
Going with this

>>36311314
Alex J. Murphy

>>36311172
>Say nothing and dash

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“I am with Judgement, the rest is classified,” you replied, “Please do not divulge information about my presence or other operatives in the area unless prompted by another member.”

You could pretty much see the question marks floating over her head as she processed your reply.

“Hai,” even her tone was confused.

“Have a good day citizen.”

You left swiftly the way you came. You assumed she’d be standing there for a while. Of course you had thought it was over from there. Sadly you were accosted by another Lady of Tokiwadai. She had been waiting for you. The blonde’s eyes had sparkled at the sight of you.

“My, my, how cruel of you to toy with a maiden’s heart,” she started.

You were going to repeat what you told the ringlet curl girl but this one just cut you off.

“Now none of that,” she raised a finger, “I shall get to the point then VERDICT. In return for my silence, you will do me a favour.”

You could refuse.

“And if you refuse, well, you know how it goes right?” she grinned.

CADRE estimated she wasn’t much of a fighter. With the curves and ample amounts of lusciousness, she was more likely a high level Ability User. Probably a mind reader of some kind if the one-sided conversation was any indication.

“Now now, none of that,” she unzipped her hand bag and produced a remote.

With a press of a button, CADRE reported a drop of 50% in Overall Combat Efficiency.

“Mental interference detected,” it warned.

You could still take her.

“Huh?” she glanced, “Strange.”

>Take the fight to her, DC50
>Agree to her terms
>Leave immediately
>Other (write-in)

>>36311851
>Agree to her terms

>>36311851
>Crush remote

>>36311851
>Take the fight to her, DC50
How rude.

>>36311851
>Take the fight to her, DC50

Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>36311851

>Take the fight to her, DC50
Don't harm her just take the damn thing from her and fix what she did. Then disable her without too much violence?

>>36311851
>Take the fight to her, DC50
Crush the remote

>>36311851
>Agree to her terms
we need her to keep quiet. If we fight her she'll definitely say something

>>36311851
>"This course of action is not conducive to gaining my compliance."

>>36311851
>>Take the fight to her, DC50

>>36311851
>Take the fight to her, DC50
I've always wanted to smack this bitch.

>>36311851
>Other
Acquire the remote, immobilise her and tell her you'll assist her if she asks politely instead of using trickery

So
>fight
+
>Talk

Well, 1d100 for fightan please.

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>36312186

Rolled 31 (1d100)

>>36312186

Rolled 98 (1d100)

>>36312186
Fightan

Rolled 77 (1d100)

>>36312186

Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>36312198
Well then.

Rolled 62 (1d100)

>>36312198
>>36312239
We good, eh?

>>36312239
Is this her roll or what?

>>36312239
What's the point of a DC if the enemy rolls against us anyway and the DC doesn't get used?

>>36312313
To make us feel bad about picking CADRE instead of the Dark May Emulator.

>>36312313
Just as you will do unto them, they will try to do unto you. Your DC (which is unobscured) is your success, their DC is separate.

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“This course of action is not conductive to gaining my compliance,” you pointed out.

She only smiled and said,

“That was the point.”

She had no intention of not picking a fight in the first place. Then you moved. It was more reflexive, without conscious thought. Your arm batted away the remote as her eyes widened. Your second objective was to separate the handbag from her. She probably had more remotes there. At your touch, she her face formed a smile. It quickly morphed to one of bewilderment, then terror as you held her by her neck, pinning her against it. Hopefully this was enough to get your point across. She didn’t look like she was going to give up though.

“Mental interference increasing, overall combat efficiency dropping to 10%,” CADRE chimed in.

“Checkmate,” she said.

A gaggle of Tokiwadai students poured in to the streets. Their eyes were clearly showing the blonde’s influence. Various Abilities were on display, whether it was fire, or a gust of wind, it was a veritable score of them. CADRE advised a tactical retreat, giving you 70% odds of success, half that if you wanted remain unscathed. Standing your ground, especially against so many high level Ability Users was about 1% of victory, though not without cost. There obviously was no way it could predict how negotiations can go but that was another option.

“I suggest you kneel before the Queen of Tokiwadai,” the same ringlet curl girl you had encountered spoke, “Before we make you.”

>Flee, DC70
>Fight, DC1
>Negotiate (write-in)

Rolled 87 (1d100)

>>36312816
>>Flee, DC70
Also, read that as "Before we make out."

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>>36312816
>Fight, DC1

>>36312816
>Flee, DC70

>>36312816
>Flee, DC70
You guys really thought fighting was a good idea huh?

>>36312816
>Flee, DC70
"Why would we make out?"
Use this as a confusion tactic.

Then get the fuck away from here.
Maybe shout "If you want help just talk like a normal person"

>>36312870
We did pin her, a level 5.

If we were evil we could kill her right now and the mind control would end

>>36312893
And then the dozen espers would see us standing over the corpse and attack us anyway.

>>36312816
>Flee, DC70
Then next time, she shouldn't pick a fight she can't finish. If I wanted to I could've killed her and none of you could have stopped me. Power does not equate to intelligence. Through her at them to distract then run.

>>36312816
Oh... The Queen. Asuka did warn us to never encounter her, because it'd end terribly for us.

>>36312816
We just met this fucking bitch and I already want to
obey her every command

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>tfw no casual Vento
Oh well. Maybe during a sidestory sometime.

>>36312893
Yeah good for us, we managed to overpower a girl who can't fight physically

>>36312816
Roll them 1d100s, there's no counter rolls for this one.

Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>36313138

Rolled 79 (1d100)

>>36313138

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>36313138

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>36313055
>we managed to overpower a girl who can't fight physically
We resisted mind control, for a bit.
She also had to use one of those remotes, we should look into that.

Man, she herself was surprised

>>36313138

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>>36313171
>>36313138
>>36313160
>>36313152

Holy shit that was close.

>>36313171
That'll do.

>>36313172
Yeah, it's an interesting experiment. Call it a demonstration of VERDICT's capabilities. Mind Control seems to be kind of a crapshoot against Darth Kyril.

Important information which will be useful in future.

>>36313253
I'm guessing mind control is a bit of a crapshoot against a person who no longer has a normally functioning brain.

>>36313253
>Darth Kyril.
We totally need a cape now. And a sword.


By the way, just an idea:
We should get hardware
By that I mean
a) a better gun, I think we might be able to get our hands into some experimental crap with the help of antiskill no?
b) Some armour. I mean yeah we're mostly bulletproof, but armour for our torso and leg would be good.
c) A vehicle. A motorcycle or a car, anything that can get us fast to places. Despite us beign robocop a vehicle is probably still faster.

>>36313335
We should get our memories back first though.

>>36313335
A motorcycle would be nice. It would go well with our semi permanent helmet

>>36313385
Oh definitely. Any ideas on that by the way? Do we have any clues?

>>36313391
Didn't think of that, makes sense.

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>>36313335
>a) a better gun, I think we might be able to get our hands into some experimental crap with the help of antiskill no?
Nah, .45 ACP is fine.
b) Some armour. I mean yeah we're mostly bulletproof, but armour for our torso and leg would be good.
Something like pic related prehaps?
c) A vehicle. A motorcycle or a car, anything that can get us fast to places. Despite us beign robocop a vehicle is probably still faster.
Yeah, that would be cool.

>>36313253
>>36313293
Didn't Asuka order us not to obey her or something like that?

>>36313415
Yeah agree here. We really should bother that loli until we can get something bullet proof on us.

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>>36313415
Yeah something like that, and


>Nah, .45 ACP is fine.
But think of the possibilities

>>36313451
Ohh, wait then what was the remote for? And how did the order fall through hmm

>>36313451
That helps I would say. Auska doesn't use mind control so much as making herself your conceptual superior that you must always obey. Which is a lot harder to fuck with then straight mindcontrol let alone someone as screwed as Kyrils mind is right now.

>>36313504
Does Kyril perhaps have
split personalities

>>36313504
>>36313541
Asuka placed a protection on Kyril before he died. It's possible that's still in place.

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>>36313468
What, you want a machine pistol with all sort of fancy gadgets on it? All that will do is weigh too much and miss a lot. Design of over 100 years is fine.

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If only your Overall Combat Efficiency was higher, you could have snapped her neck like a twig. As it was, you were having a hard time just clamping down with your arm. Re-evaluating your options would have to wait as a whip of water struck your back. It wasn’t going to cause permanent harm, even if it felt worse that an actual whip. Making a snap decision, you let the Queen go and dove to the side. The young woman would have been hit by the ball of compressed air if she didn’t slump down as you moved. There was a significant dent in the brick wall now.

They had you encircled, but not complete. Idly, CADRE pulled up something by Sun Tzu, something about always leaving a path of for your enemy. Otherwise they’d become a cornered animal fighting to the death. It didn’t make your break out any less difficult though. CADRE was helpful, and if you had a skill for parkour, you must have forgotten, otherwise you would have been able to dodge the fire, sometimes literal, coming your way. What you could not dodge, your arms offered themselves up well as a shield. It was a shame your jacket wasn’t as fire resistant and you were forced to shed it.

They weren’t keen on pursuit as you made it to a more public area, burnt and slightly bloody. CADRE noted a minor laceration along your back, where the water whip struck, but it wasn’t a real danger. Your Overall Combat Efficiency rose back up about 78%. In a way, you were thankful that you hadn’t scheduled the meeting with Asuka today. You were probably going to need new clothes, and some proper medical attention. As if on cue, Nayuta had messaged you, saying she needed to talk to you in person as soon as possible. It concerned your job. A gander at your financial situation and you figured you could get lunch and some new threads first though.

>Check in with work
>Take a lunch break

>>36313616
God, I miss IVAN.

>>36313639
>Check in with work

>>36313639
>Check in with work

>>36313616
That's Dredd's pistol dude.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lawgiver_%28Judge_Dredd%29

>>36313639
>Check in with work

>>36313639
>Check in with work
Cause I'm working till I'm hurting.

>>36313639
>Check in with work

>>36313709
Yes, and?

>>36313639
>Check in with work

>>36313780
It's superior to modern firearms in every way.
I'm not asking for useless bullshit in the weapon, but considering Kyril's situation, the fact this is fiction, and the fact that even in real life - military technology does improve along with everything else - well...

It'd be like if we were writing a novel in the 1810s and decided to include a gun much like the (at the time nonexistant) Maxim. You'd tell us it's all bullshit and we need to go back to flintlock.

>>36313879
>>36313780
Just to add:
You're in AC, there's mechs and cyborgs and little girls that can put navy railguns to shame.
And thinking of maybe getting something with a little more, well impact isn't really that bad.

>>36313911
>>36313879
The only things Judge Dredd's gun has that could be useful in academy city are AP rounds and stun rounds (however that works), which wouldn't exactly require us to get a new gun, just new ammo and new magazines.

>>36314024
It doesn't need to be dredd's gun, it was just an example. And it does have some fun things like seeker ammo and an explosive one.

I'm just suggesting we get a better gun, anything that can give us an edge. Especially since we have no TK, at least for now.

>>36313639
>>Check in with work

Time to rekt some people.

>>36314081
Right now we mostly fight close up. If we where fighting something we really needed something bigger for we should probably ask for something like an assault rifle. We honestly haven't really needed it so far.

Although now that we have access to judgement and anti-skill there isn't much reason for Kyril not to try to grab as many guns as he can just in case.

>>36314179
>isn't much reason for Kyril not to try to grab as many guns as he can just in case.
It's all I want mate. A russian robot with a big and dangerous arsenal.

>>36314081
I know what you mean anon, I just don't see any new gun giving us any more of an edge in a fight than our M1911.

I'll humour you though: If we were to get a new gun, it would most likely be either a Glock variant chambered in the same .45 ACP as we already have, or a UMP-45.

>>36314206
Yeah now that I can see. While he will mostly use the easy to conceal weapon he has now I can't see much reason why he wouldn't want to have a Arsenal now that the LAW!! is off his back.

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The time is just past lunch, the weather is warmer, and the date remains unchanged.

Well, you were still operational and it wasn’t like you couldn’t requisition things from Nayuta either. Judgement Branch Office 49 didn’t strike you as your typical Judgement Branch Office. It was a short walk, and unsurprisingly, it was in yet another office building. Maybe Branch 49 was like some kind of mobile division, you posited. Nayuta was enjoying some yakisoba when you arrived. She stopped inhaling the noodles for a bit to give you a once over.

“I leave you alone for half a day and you already look terrible nii-chan.”

You requested clothes, a protective vest and additional armaments in response.

“Yeah, yeah, I’ll get them for you,” she waved you off, “Oh I almost forgot, here’s your lunch.”

She held up a bento. You supposed you could have some before getting to work. Your stomach agreed.

“Whoa nii-chan how long were you waiting to go to the hospital?”

So she noticed the wound on your back huh? You didn’t make a big deal out of it since it was just a flesh wound. Or at least, that’s what CADRE classified it as. Then again the shirt on your back was getting mighty sticky at this point. She broke out the disinfectant.

“What’s the job?” you asked.

“We have a hostage situation in the works,” she replied as she dressed your wound, “We suspect Code M may be involved. Your job is to make sure there isn’t and if there is, to neutralise the threat.”

“And the hostages?”

“Irrelevant,” she wrapped the bandage tight, “All right, you’re good as new.”

CADRE disagreed.

“Will I be working with Ben-jii again?”

“Yup,” she answered brightly, “He’s the negotiator, you’re just there to look for Code M, got it?”

>”Let’s get started”
>”Actually…” (write-in)

>>36314453
>”Actually…” (write-in)
"If I'm capable of recovering the hostages, but there's no Code M present, am I allowed to?"

>>36314453
>”Let’s get started”

>>36314453
>”Let’s get started”
No time like the present.

>>36314453
>>”Let’s get started”

>>36314453
>”Let’s get started”
Thanks for the food and the help

>>36314453
>>”Let’s get started”

>>36314453
What makes you suspect code m is involved?

>>36314453
>”Let’s get started”
>"Understood"

We really need to start carrying a boot knife or something. Being able to TK a knife into someone is far too useful to disregard.

>>36314996
Our TK is limited to our prosthetic limbs now

>>36315014
Uh, wait are our prosthetics limited to human joint movements? Because if not we'd be one creepy robot.

Also, are they able to affect our non-synthetic bodyparts, so we can still help our biological leg

>>36315046
If our movements look normal it'd be a pretty impressive show of TK control

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“If I have an opportunity to save the hostages should I take it?” you asked.

“Well as long as it doesn’t interfere with your main objective,” she answered, “Before you go.”

She rummaged about in her backpack.

“What made you suspect Code M?”

“Hmmm?” she pulled out an Anti-Skill uniform that was your size, “I hope you haven’t forgotten that Academy City is the target of Christianity’s Crusade.”

“No, of course not,” you lied smoothly.

“This is a prime opportunity to keep the United States at war with Japan, and by proxy, us.”

You nodded as you slipped on the uniform. She also handed you a ballistic vest and four extra mags.

“We don’t want you going in heavily armed, and spook the hostage takers either,” she continued, “Once you have some time, we’ll talk about putting a NATO Accessory Rail on your forearms or something. Maybe even a rocket launcher.”

She seemed awfully enthusiastic about that for some reason. You just shrugged it off as a childish fancy.

The time is evening, the weather is cooling, and the date remains unchanged.

The first Anti-Skill assault, as you’ve reviewed had been unsuccessful. It wasn’t surprising in that respect. One whole floor near the middle had been flooded with so much Code M you swore the skyscraper was pissing itself. The main hostages in question, was the US and Japanese Ambassadors. They were being held on that floor that foiled some of the best Anti-Skill equipment Academy City could afford. You, along with Ben-jii, were plan B. As the negotiator, he was going in unarmed. As the HsCC-02 VERDICT, you were going to be inserted separately. From which floor did you want to approach the target?

>The floor above
>The same floor
>The floor below

>>36315267
>The floor above

>>36315267
>The floor above
Death from above.

Also, maybe set something up with Ben?

>>36315267
>>The floor above

>>36315267
>The floor above

>>36315267
>The floor above
always take the high ground

>>36315267
>The floor above
I prefer the 'shoot everything' method of hostage negotiation.

>>36315371
We really should get a couple of Flash grenades and shit for this one. Magicians don't tend to have defenses against being blinded unless they are really skilled.

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You treaded softly. While you were getting in to position, you were eavesdropping on Ben-jii and the hostage takers. There were two of them but you disregarded the one that wasn’t Code M. The Code M identified himself as Mike. You had seen the footage. He had torn the officers sent after him limb from limb, even if he seemed wounded by the bullets. Around his belt was some kind of animal pelt sash but you weren’t sure exactly what it was. The negotiation wasn’t expected to succeed at freeing the hostages. It was only a distraction.

Their condition to for the release of the hostages the complete surrender of Academy City to the forces of God. That didn’t seem likely either so they just demanded Ben-jii relinquish a powerful Code M artefact instead, “as a sign of trust.” That would secure the release of the Japanese Ambassador, but not the US one. They were still going at it when the techs prepped the breaching charges. The damage would only be temporary, enough for flashbangs and you to go through. Once down there you were going to be cut off, along with Benn-jii.

Like planned, the charges drilled a perfect hole down to the floor below, right on top of where the hostage takers were supposed to be. Of course they weren’t there, about a metre and a half, to the left of your land.

“Hah, I knew it was a set up,” Mike exclaimed.

He was also the first to recover. Your Code M filter was off, seeing as it was blinding being one floor above. You had raised your gun and snapped off several shots. It stunned him, instead of rendering his head a mess as CADRE worked overtime to calculate what kind of damage you did.

“Blessed be the Lord my strength, which teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight.”

And like that Mike’s shirt exploded before he charged your way, fast enough that only CADRE could keep up. It was enough to offer you choices.

>Counter, DC30
>Slip, DC45
>Block, DC90

>>36316064
>Counter, DC30

>>36316064
>Slip, DC45

>>36316064
>Slip, DC45

>>36316064
>Block, DC90

>>36316064
Mike is just fucking fabulous, mate

>>36316064
>>Counter, DC30
Fuck your shit!

>>36316064
>Slip, DC45

>>36316064
>>Slip, DC45

Slipping it is, 1d100s then please.

Rolled 67 (1d100)

>>36316471

Rolled 31 (1d100)

>>36316471

>>36316498
Good show anon

Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>36316471

Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>36316471
Yay I roll gud

>>36316498
>>36316471
Nice. 1 more and it could've even passed the counter DC

Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>36316498
Uh huh. So you don't take damage, however...

>>36316546
>shitroll.jpg
Well

>>36316546
I hope our DC was lower than 70

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If your actions weren’t guided by a combat computer you probably wouldn’t have gotten out of the way in time. Hell, even the opportunity for a counter was there, if only barely. You didn’t want to take too many risks though. It was a good thing as Mike went zooming past as you slipped away from his punch. He hit the wall behind you hard enough to crumble it. As the wall magically repaired itself, he emerged from the cloud of dust and debris. His left straight, which was aimed at you was mangled and bent in ways that should be natural. Yet, his skin was pristine. There wasn’t even a scratch. CADRE took the time to analyse his attire. The sash was made of a lion’s skin but otherwise his shredded attire was normal.

So he wasn’t invincible as he seemed. With this weakness revealed, it opened up many more options. With a broken arm, you would hold an advantage in melee. Then again, he still probably still had the strength to fight back, if only with one arm. It’d take longer if you kept at range and plinked away, and knowing Code M, there was no telling what other tricks he’d have up his sleeve. Surely, he wouldn’t keep trying to cave your face in with his remaining fist.

>Close in and engage
>Maintain your distance

>>36316881
>Maintain your distance
Plink at his joints.

>>36316881
>Maintain your distance
>Use the enviroment to harm him

>>36316881
>Maintain your distance

>>36316881
>Close in and engage

>>36316881
Sounds like he's doing some Hercules shit.

The obvious solution is to get him to hit himself. Nemian Lion had to be killed with its own claws.

>>36316941
>Nemian
Nemean*

We need to upload some mythology and religious information to our helmet if we're gonna be fighting mages and magical artifacts all the time

>>36317167
Agreed.

>>36317167
That is... actually a pretty good idea.

Give this anon a promotion.

>>36316881
He's wearing a Kithaeronic lion pelt, calling it now.

We need to get it off him.

>>36317369
A what now?

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You maintained your distance. If his punch could destroy walls alone and you weren’t going to go anywhere near that if you could help. The injury slowed him down so it wasn’t hard to keep away. Mostly your shots had no visible effect, but each one was aimed at a vital component of the human body in regards to locomotion. He was struggling to chase after you so he decided it was better if he threw things at you. Anything Mike could get his hands on, he threw. Small china, paints, chairs, tables. You were too busy on your own trying to dodge, which stopped you from getting a proper shot in.

“Hey VERDICT, need a hand?” Ben-jii asked.

At his feet lay a body with its head caved in. The butt of his shotgun was bloodied. It was a rhetorical question, you realised. He was in the middle of reloading the two barrels of his shotgun before taking aim, shooting Mike’s improvised throwing weapons out of the air like a pro.

“So, you want to take the kill shot or what?” he kept talking, reloading as fast has he physically could.

Mike easily alternated targets. Whoever was taking the killshot would have to stay still and trust the other to keep the projectiles off him. Even a threat environment like this was enough for CADRE to calculate a good 78% of remaining in good health whether you did it or covered Ben-jii.

>Take the kill shot
>Provide cover fire

>>36317424
Makes his skin impervious. Read up on Hercules.

>>36317445
>Provide cover fire

No need to risk our ass if someone else is willing to do it for us.

>>36317445
>Take the kill shot

>>36317445
>Take the kill shot

>>36317445
>Take the kill shot

As far as I'm aware the pelt renders piercing and slashing damage nonviable, but I'm certain a shot to the head would cave the skull in regardless of whether it breaks the skin.

Assuming I'm right about the pelt.

>>36317445
>Take the kill shot

>>36317445
>Take the kill shot
We can take a hit slightly better if he flubs up.

>>36317476
>skin is impervious
Punch his teeth in and gore his uvula
Alternatively, go for the eyes.

>>36317519
Depending on which version you hear, the lion was either strangled, stabbed in the eye, or it had to be cut by its own claws.

If it's the first, we could shoot him in the throat until it collapses his airway. If it's the second, shoot him in the eye. If it's the third, well we're fucked.

Taking the shot it is, how nice of you. 1d100 to avoid damage, no counter.

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>36317793

Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>36317793

Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>36317793
fuuuck

>>36317822
nice

>>36317822
Holy fuck nice save anon

>>36317822
>>36317805
>>36317802
>>36317793
>mfw
At last I did something useful with my life, I can die now

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>>36317854
Forgot pic

>>36317854
Don't there may be more luck in you, stay the course brave anon.

>>36317822
Just wow. I swear I was freaking out a moment there.

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“I’ll do it,” you replied when you could.

“Alright, just aim for the mouth, or eyes, either works.”

It was easier said than done. Good thing you had an unerringly accurate motor skills in your arm and a targeting computer in your head. Just as promised Ben-jii was on top of his game, providing the perfect amount of covering fire. Without distraction, you sighted your target. He was caught in a rock and a hard place. He had to keep up his attacks, hoping that they’d get through. His left arm couldn’t be lifted in any significant capacity. In the space between his attacks, that’s when you opened fire. A good portion of them didn’t hit him fatally, but it was enough to stun him for the final shot. It drilled through his left eye socket but didn’t come out the other end. No two ways about it. It was fatal. The Code M collapsed shortly after.

“Nice shooting,” Ben-jii snapped his shotgun open.

“You too,” you lowered your gun.

The Code M filter flicked on, indicating that yes, the room was now not enchanted to repair itself. Your gaze fell on the unharmed hostages. Ben-jii started lighting up a cigarette.

“How about a drink after all this,” he suggested, “All on me of course.”

You don’t think you could have argued with that.

Episode 2 End. Interlude time.
>A Sinister Kid
>Teacher’s Pet

>>36318090
>A Sinister Kid

>>36318090
>A Sinister Kid

>>36318090
>A Sinister Kid

>>36318090
>A Sinister Kid

>>36318090
>A Sinister Kid

>>36318090
>Teacher’s Pet

>>36318090
>kill a crazy asshole
>get free booze
everythings coming up russian.

also:
>>36318090
>>Teacher’s Pet

You were getting too old for this shit. Being a professional thief was one thing. Being the one responsible for pretty much all the professional thieves in Academy City was another. It didn’t help that your cousin was coming to town. Sometimes you hated being Lupin IV’s cousin. Thankfully she was bringing help. You weren’t actually surprised at all that her help consisted of the Problem Children. She was also subtly telling you to bugger off. Lupin IV was here to stay. With the world going to shit and Academy City at the centre of it all, you agreed. You could use a vacation. Attempting to woo Oscar was always so fun.

Of course you couldn’t leave without handing off THIEF to someone reliable. It wasn’t very well known but THIEF was actually a one man show. That made it challenging. It also made it fulfilling and fun. Your successor would have big shoes to fill. Frankly there weren’t many who could handle it. Your cousin was also not so subtly telling you to pick one of hers. You never figured she’d take the Problem Children under her wing. There were really only two choices. Tadakuni wasn’t exactly leadership material. Besides, Riko was keeping him close, said he reminded her of her father. That Asuka dame was also out of bounds. The pretty little thing was a rose, beautiful but prickly. She was also Riko’s first best friend, even if both of them were unaware of it. No, you supposed you’d have to make do with the only two who looked even remotely competent.

>Pick Sagara
>Pick Kyousuke

>>36318370
>Pick Sagara

>>36318370
>Pick Sagara

>>36318370
>Pick Sagara
I guess Sagara is going to become the Big Boss.

>>36318370
>Pick Sagara

Sagara actually isn't shit anymore.

>>36318370
>Pick Sagara

>>36318426
>Big boss

Oh, god I just noticed the Parallels. That is funny.

>thinks Queen is a bitch
>digs Kyril

Asuka is an excellent judge of character

>>36318728
So, how do you guys suppose our meeting with her in the park is going to turn out? She going to attack us for letting her believe we were dead? All over us in relief that we aren't(sort of)? Or so you suppose something is going to interrupt it somehow?

>>36318898
all of the above maybe with some disbelief

>>36318370
There wasn’t much of a choice really. Sagara was a fine choice for the job. He was the one that held the Problem Children together for most of their time outside the city. That he was missing an eye only made him look badass. Like some kind of international super spy. All that was missing was a flying aircraft carrier. Maybe you could steal one for him later, as a graduation present or something. Obviously you couldn’t have him take over operations at the drop of the hat. You were easing him in to the job, delegating more stuff while keeping an eye on him. It would also get word out on the street. THIEF wasn’t run by you any more, not in any ‘official’ capacity. Today he was going to mete out some punishment for some chumps who thought that the rules didn’t apply to them. The boy had killed. Of this you were certain, so it shouldn’t have been a problem for him.

To be fair, it wasn’t like the whole group were a bunch of trigger-happy nut-jobs. It was only just one of them in particular. He had to impress upon the others that it was absolutely unacceptable for them to be breaking rules if they wanted to be a part of THIEF. Killing innocents only made it harder for everyone else. It also created a trail and that was also unacceptable. Thus THIEF would usually have to put a stop to it before it became an issue. You gave your substitute a little bit of advice. As the new de jure head of THIEF he was going to have to be a bit of a character. You were an easygoing flirt, so it was rare that anyone would want to see what happened when you got angry. In the end, Sagara chose to be,

>Theatrical and larger than life
>Cold, clinical, and businesslike

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>>36318370
>Pick Sagara

>>36318955
>Cold, clinical, and businesslike

>>36318955
>>Cold, clinical, and businesslike

>>36318955
>Cold, clinical, and businesslike

if it don't make make cents then it doesn't make sense

>>36318955
>Cold, clinical, and businesslike

>>36318955
>Theatrical and larger than life
Make a strong first impression

>>36318955
>>Theatrical and larger than life

>>36318955
Cold, clinical, and businesslike

>>36318955
>>Cold, clinical, and businesslike


>>36318898
Probably all the above. I think Kyril is already going to be saying "I've seen some shit."

>>36318955
>>Cold, clinical, and businesslike

Lets go the opposite of our prior holder. That way people know there is a difference.

The meeting place was near one of the canals. The five of them had sat down by the bank until he arrived. Just a polite cough was enough for them to turn around in hurry. He eyed them individually, taking his time, with his one remaining eye before his gaze settled on the condemned, right smack dab in the middle.

“Gentlemen, I do hope you remember why I am here,” he stated.

They remained silent and so he continued,

“One of you broke the rules. Not once, not twice, but three times. Tell me you’re aware of the consequences of doing so.”

“Who are you?” one of them finally asked, “You’re not Toulour.”

“Are you trying to distract me?” he asked, “I’m just here to meet you as was requested.”

You weren't sure if he was really feigning confusion or not.

“But you’re not Toulour. He’s the guy that speaks for THIEF.”

“I’m not sure what it was you wanted to ask him,” Sagara stated coolly, “It’s not like you were going to beg him to let you go, am I correct?”

He had directed that question at the condemned. His reply was silence as the condemned fell back. His head had disappeared in a fine red mist as Sagara was talking. A splash was heard but Sagara paid it little mind.

“You, you can’t do that!”

“Yeah you’re not even THIEF!”

“My apologies then for not introducing myself,” Sagara said, “Gentlemen, I am THIEF.”

You turned away from the feed at that point. Something had come up. While Sagara was working, he was also looking for an item that was of great interest to his ‘business’ as it were. You had sent him a private message immediately. You had found,

>the Shield
>Kyril

>>36319512
>Kyril

>>36319512
>>Kyril

>>36319512
>the Shield

>>36319512
>Kyril

Already forgot what the shield is, assuming we knew in the first place

>>36319512
>the Shield

Too early for Kyril. I want to let him simmer for a bit.

>>36319512
>the Shield

>>36319512
>Kyril

>>36319512
>The Shield

>>36319512
>the Shield

>>36319512
>Kyril

>>36319512
>Kyril

>>36319529
>>36319541
>>36319550
>>36319623
>>36319690
>>36319703
Kyril
>>36319544
>>36319573
>>36319617
>>36319640
>>36319656
the Shield

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I wonder what Mischka is doing?

Hopefully quality time Mama Torikov

It was once again your favourite Torikov. While his death had been confirmed not even you had been able to locate his body. Which is why you suspected that he was never dead, or at least, only half-dead, in that case. Academy City rarely let its Ability Users go. This in turn had Sagara starting an underground railroad of sorts, for those that truly wanted out. While you didn’t question why he did it, you could appreciate the service he was providing. After all, you were going to use it yourself when it was time for you leave.

“Where is he?” was Sagara’s reply.

Well Kyril certainly wasn’t going to be the same, so you weren’t really sure how to break it to him. In the end, all you could do was send him the location of the laboratory.

“Thanks.”

He had better be. You got another notice about a particular item that Sagara had sought. Well, you supposed you could hold off on that for now. It wouldn’t do to delay his reunion any longer.

Interlude End.
https://twitter.com/BoredofDirector
Smooth operator. The Dictator receives the VERDICT. Break a leg alright? When writefag and /tg/ meet, the story begins.
I’ll be around for questions for the next hour or so. Ask away and I’ll try not to spoil anything.

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>>36319984
thanks for running and archived

fyi, Thanksgiving break is happening next week so non weekend threads could be a thing for a bit if you feel inclined to do so.

what is Mischka up to these days anyway?

>>36319984
Great thread, I'm loving the season so far. Is this idea possible?
>>36317167

>>36319984
Here hoping the loli actually puts a hidden rocket launcher into his arms.

>>36320070
I've experiments to run.

Living her life.

>>36320123
I suppose CADRE could be patched, but you'd need to find a neuroscientist and a programmer.

>>36320172
There'll be a cost though.

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>>36320172
leg would work better imo

>>36320208
What'll be the cost of getting Kyril's eyebrows back?

>>36320208
Is it possible to get a knife to hide in the prosthetic arm, and more importantly can we TK it as a projectile?

>>36320295
>You were also a Level 3 Telekinetic though with your brain damage it was hard to estimate how much power you had right now. At least it kept your prosthetic arms and leg running.

IDK, not anytime soon by the sounds of it

>>36320318
Clearly there are tests to be done.

>>36320276
About 11 million years worth of mana to make it permanent.

>>36320295
AC meta-material. Would be easier to strap one to the arm than hollow out a grove for it.

Technically we are making a projectile out of it with our TK.

>>36320359
Will Kyril ever take up smoking?

>>36320208
>I suppose CADRE could be patched, but you'd need to find a neuroscientist and a programmer.

We really should bother the loli to get this done. Having a database of myths would be pretty useful.

>>36320602
Probably not.