You loot the town, breaking into a large house with an RV out front. Within the house, you eat breakfast and meet Brandon. The eight year old Epic joins you, bringing his pets along for the ride. It turns out that his parents were preppers, with bug out bags, a collection of weaponry, and an RV tricked out for going innawoods. The two(four counting the pets) of you drive cross-country, eventually being funneled into Nashville.

You escape the KKK controlled city, killing three Epics with the help of Brandon and the RV's heavy weaponry. You absorb two powers, super strength and invulnerability. Outfitted with new powers, you continue to New York. A checkpoint in the Brooklyn tunnel has you sent to a hotel to wait for an officer in the Epic army. You and Brandon order a feast of room service, jumpstarting the American economy.

A general in NYC's Epic army recruits you and your "brother" to the corps. Free schooling, room and board, a great 401K, free healthcare, and two weeks paid vacation are included in your benefits package. Brandon will be going to school with other Epic children, then work in the power plant for a few hours a day. You go to the Academy, sitting in the middle of the lecture hall. You team up with three other Epics for a training exercise. Working with them, you capture two flags from other Epics' teams. You and Sydney rush to the art museum, where Sydney captures a filipino Epic with fire powers. You finish the game, winning against Andrew's team. You sit with Nathan, Sydney, and Andrew at lunch. After classes, you go clubbing with your friends and eight year old "brother".
>What do?

Read the last two threads at: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Epic%20Quest
Number .5 is the first one, sorry if thats confusing

TOTAL XP: 750
2/?

>Base Powers

Power Stealing(II): The ability to absorb the last power a dead Epic used. Can hold four powers at once, absorbed powers have sixty percent strength. Must touch dead Epic within twelve minutes of their death.

Invulnerability(II): Rifle shots(.223, .30, 5.56) along with buckshot near useless against you. Bruises, but most won't enter the body. Pistols might as well be a guy throwing pebbles at you. Watch out of heavier rounds, though.

Vector manipulation(I): You are able to change the vector of objects, making a piece of gravel punch through steel. Blows that you are expecting can be diverted. A range of twenty yards.

>Stolen Powers

Steel Manipulation(I): The ability to move, bend, liquify, and shape various types of steel. Must use existing steel, range of fifty yards.

Regeneration(I): You now heal at a much higher rate, scrapes scabbing over in a minute, deep wounds heal in a day.

Super Strength(I): You are above and beyond an Olympic athlete. Lift half a ton, squat half a ton, bench seven hundred pounds. All this, and you never look any bigger than a normal Epic

XP costs for reference

Power Stealing(III): 1200. Lets you copy five powers at once, at 70% power at absorption(you have regen&steel at 60% power).
Invulnerability(III): 1100. Get shot by a HMG and keep coming. Even large rifle rounds and shotgun slugs just knock the wind out of you. Explosives and tanks are a problem still.
Regeneration(II): 400 or absorb another regen power. Makes wounds scab over in a minute and deeper wounds take a few hours to be almost healed. Don't tear your stitches, though, in a day you are fine. Must keep brain intact
Steel Manipulation(II): 400 or absorb another metal manipulation power. Lets you control more steel from a farther range. Allows for high limited iron manipulation, but iron control is much weaker
Vector Control(II): 600. Upgrades max speed(50mph to 60mph). Heavier things and items lightly rooted in the ground can be moved. WIth lots of practice, can allow for a double jump.
Super Strength(II): 600. Doubles your power. Lift or squat a ton, bench half a ton. When lifting things, they won't break from having the weight all on two hands.

You've just flown up the cargo ship's hull, forming steel armor around you. Nathan's dog led you there, following the scent trail from the two asian girls who stole Brandon's cells. You knocked out a pair of guards using steel tentacles, then land on the deck over their unconscious bodies. You flex your hand, and the firing pins in the rifles recede into the walls of the barrel. The guards pull their triggers in unison, not willing to take a chance with you.

*CLICK*

"Now that thats done, you'll be taking me and my friends to your employers," you say, the mask of steel making your voice metallic and inhuman. As you speak, Nathan appears over the side of the ship in your peripheral vision, his blacken glass dragonfly wings buzzing. Brandon follow, a hardlight floor keeping Fluffy and him aloft.
>What do?

>>36414203
Let them guide us?

>>36414203
Didn't think you'd be running today, but whatever more Epic quest yay! Have them guide us but don't let them sue their mics to signal trouble, if they refuse give them some "persuasion"

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"You! Drop the rifle and come over there." The man you pointed at drops his gun, the black plastic and steel hanging on it's strap. He scurries over, fearful. The rest of the men release their guns, slipping them over their shoulders and putting them on the deck. You morph the steel around the guns, locking them into the deck.

The man, a tall black guy with a shining bald head, walks in front of your group to a door in the large building near the end. He looks back at you, noticing the flanged mace heads covering your hands, then types in a six digit combo into the keypad. The door opens with the sound of a breaking seal, the thick door swinging outwards on a large piston.

You duck into the hallway, painted a garish red on the lower half and white for the upper part. The whole of the ship appears as steel to your internal vision, rooms picked out in grey. The black man leads you up the control tower, boots ringing against the steel steps. He opens one of the doors, a bulwark of thick steel with a small glass porthole.

Once he opens the door, he leads you farther up the tower. It opens into a large control deck, flashing lights and a multitude of buttons on control panels. Behind a large fiberglass desk, a burly man with a red beard is typing in a tablet.
>What do?

>>36414540
Tell him that one of his whores stole DNA from our brother. Either he gives it back or we kill him and take it

>>36414540
"Some of your "escorts" took a genetic sample of my brother without his permission. Return it please, or else my friends and I will be most cross."

"One of your whores stole something from my brother. Return it to me, or I shall take it myself." You say, words reverberating in your metal mask.
"One of my whores, eh? Trust me good Epic, we have nothing that was not bought with gold. If you wish to buy something, I hope you have some hidden inside your little shell." The thief says, looking around at you at your companions. "I also deal in other things, if you wish to barter."

You form a spike of steel from his desk, raising it to his neck. "Where do you think you are, little man? When Epics ask for something, people like you give it to people like me." The metal spike moves forward, a drop of blood staining the needle. "Now, you will be handing me that tablet." The bearded man slowly raises his hands, then lifts up the tablet. Brandon grabs hold of it with his light, moving it to Nathan's hands.

He starts flipping through it, skimming a mention of blood. "Got something. Says one of the containers has refrigeration set at 20 degrees. Thats what you keep blood at to keep it viable. Number 2TG73C06." he looks over at the bleeding man. "Where is it?"

"Bottom of the stack! Fore and port." The drops of blood are dripping faster from the wound, staining his white dress shirt.

"Good. Thank you for your help," You force the needle up, cutting a line of blood from his mouth to his ear. You make it deep enough to scar, cutting his cheek so that he can whistle through it.
>What do you want to do?
please say sink the ship

>>36414976
Make sure it's there before we do anything to the ship, no loose ends. But calmly inform the captain to evacuate his ship, we are a little bit upset at the moment and unless he wants his men hurt they had better run and stay out of our way.

>>36414976
Go down there grab the blood, then poor it into the water then sink the ship, but if the people mange to escape the sinking ship let them

>>36415047
>But calmly inform the captain to evacuate his ship
Gay

>>36415083
Trying to bait his men into attacking us anon.

>>36415114
You could claim that about both ways

>>36415157
True but if they seem coordinated we have an excuse to come back and make that slime suffer.

>>36415171
They would be less coordinated it we just did it then say hey im gonna rek ur ship. Nathan isn't bulletproof so if we give them time they could harm him

>>36415243
True enough, either way we're in a pissy mood that hip sinks.

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You leave the bleeding man to clutch at his ruined face, a sheet of blood staining his beard red. More red. Whatever. He has blood all over the side of his face. The man that lead you to the bridge rushes to his aid, pushing a jacket to the wound. You call back to the two men; "I would suggest getting off the ship. You are about to have a large leakage problem."

Nathan seems to have a perfect map of the ship in his mind, leading you down the stairs to the bowels of the ship. He pushes open the doors, opening into a large vault with stacks of cargo containers. He passes by them, his finger trailing along the metal, leaving a trail of rusted metal. You walk through the ship's hold, three football fields long, then stop with Nathan at the base of one of the stacks.

He forces both his hands against the metal, a white slime coating them, and moves them in circles until a doorway is painted in white on the green container. A stead hiss comes out of the slime, bubbles of gas popping on it's surface. The metal and plastic melts away, with two more applications of the slime. Once a hole is formed, he runs his hands along the edges. A yellow slime coats the edges, expanding and halting the white foam's hissing.

You step into the refrigerated container, metal armor keeping the cold at bay. Nathan sprouts a short coat of hair, looking like a giant chinchilla. Inside the container, is a sterile white lab. A red light flashes on the wall, attached to a thermometer. In a glass case, you see vials of blood. Three tentacles shoot from your arm, crashing into the glasses. You swing it back and forth, shattering all of the glass bottles.

1/2

Nathan steps up, then holds up both of his hands. From his wrists, two nozzles form. Streams of white liquid squirt out of them, hosing down the bloody shards of glass. It starts steaming, smoke pooling on the ceiling.

You exit the container, sensing the end of the ship's hull. Nathan seems to sense your intention, replacing his fur with gills. You pull all of the steel in your range into the hold. Sea water floods in, sweeping into the hold. You lift yourself up, above the tide. Brandon comes as well, while Nathan sits against a container.

You fly out of the ship, moving down it's length and revealing more of the ship to the cold sea. It starts going under, a crowd of men waiting on the dock. Your friends fly up to you, Brandon walking up a series of blue hardlight plates. Nathan rests on the surface of the water, floating easily.
>What do?

>>36414976
>Meet shady pirate guy who has something you want
>He says no dice. you need to trade
>Decide to threaten him instead
>Gives up location of plot cupón
>Mitiate his face

You know QM, there's this little thing called player decisions. Generally quest have them during events Ike say, negotiating with a black market trader, or deciding how to deal with said trader after you get what you want.

>>36415678
Go home for the day, nothing else of intrest here since we sunk the loot ship.

>>36415678
Head home, let whoever is in charge of the harbor know you sunk a ship for it's captain pissing you off, go see what Nathan needed help with last night.

>>36415679
I can ret-con it, if you want me to

>>36415738
Nah, ret-cons cause shitstorms.

Just keep it in mind for the future.

>>36415678
>[X] Ask Nathan if he's up for some sea salvaging

Just because it's sunk dosen't mean we can't loot it.

>>36415767
Okay, sorry.

You can still go treasure diving if you want

>>36415738
Only thing out of character for Zach was cutting him up after he gave us what we wanted. We are trying to cultivate a rep and that's a bit too needlessly dickish, but whatever.

>>36415812
True. Seconding.
>>36415809

Nothing is safe.

>>36415679
The only thing I think is valid of what you said was fucking up his face. I don't see why we need to roll a dice for that we are an epic we can do want we want, kill who we want without consequences. So it natural for him to give it over, or do you think he values that blood as much as his life?

Please roll a 1d100 for looting the place

Rolled 27 (1d100)

>>36415917
lootan

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>36415917

Rolled 60 (1d100)

>>36415917
Lootin

>>36415959
Nice, now we are going to get a 1. OP are we doing crits?

Rolled 33 (1d100)

>>36415917
>>36415906

Because when you meet a guy who has a organized criminal interprise and expreses an intrest in trade, what you don't do is just torture him and then peace out.

We could have gotten alot more out of that interaction than a little waterlogged swag.

>>36415978
yes

>>36416066
But that's what was voted for there was no rail road there

>>36416066
We could have. but sadly it was voted that we don't. A bit of a shame

>>36416097
???
Our entire interaction is inside >>36414976
There not a single choice between "Hey guy, your girls stole my bro's shit" and us going Pan's Labyrinth on him.

>>36416200
Yeah, I guess I'll wait a little longer for my blackmarket purchased list of reality control epics.

One day.

You morph the shape of your armor, droplets falling away as you thin away the armor. A thin layer of steel covers your limbs, smooth as possible. Around your torso, the front is smooth and keeled to move through the water easily. The back functions as a large air tank, connected to your streamlined head. With your bulging back, you should have enough air to dive for half an hour. Two curved tubes go to your mouth, bulging out into a small muzzle.

You dive into the water, ribbed air tank holding your air for the time at the seabed. With your eyes protected by a pair of sunglasses, the water is a dark cave. You form the steel into flippers, propelling you next to one of the close by containers. With the doors sealed, and little weight inside, the steel container floats a hundred feet below the surface. Sensing something inside, you lie against the steel wall. Carefully moving in, you keep your armor connected to the wall. After ten seconds, you drop into the container.

The boxes inside are jumbled up from being moved from it's spot in the cargo hold. You form a small knife on your hand, slicing through the cardboard and tape. Removing the styrofoam...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hStMepUPYVk

A large weapon is inside the box, a strange green box attached to the stock like a bull-pup rifle. The barrel has a series of rings on it, connected by wire. Beneath the gun, a row of the green boxes are set in styrofoam.

You package the weapon back into it's box, then coat it in steel from your armor. You coat yourself in the steel again, then pass through the wall. You pull the steel container up with you, straining to hold it on the surface. Nathan climbs onto it, growing his wings again.
>Want to do anything to the crews, or go home?

>>36416490
Nah crew didn't tweak us off, captain did, they're free to go. Head home get some casual clothes on. Maybe ask Nathan what he needed help with. Also set up some clubbing rules with the kid. Soething along the lines of avoiding Everclear, and make sure when you pick someone up they don't take a sample of you. (check afterwards too)

>>36416490
I am a bit leery of leaving witnesses.
Then again, it helps building a rep. so ... whatever.

>>36416604
We are police and they are doing illegal business so they probably be happy if you kill them

>>36416669
We're in training and this was off book, which is why we keep the loot. If the crew was in on it they'll get caught later, not our problem.

>>36416689
Fair enough, we can leave them

We might want to tell the crew that their captain caused this by getting in a dick measuring contest with us too. Tell them if he hadn't tried to demand things from us we wouldn't have sunk the ship and their livelihoods.

>>36416689
>We're in training and this was off book
true, although the current masters are epics and very lenient. and trying to harvest someone's cells is a serious offense against said epic.

>>36416894
Yeah but we want to get the "good guy" rep with the regulars and the "dependable guy" rep with our bosses and most other epics. Slaughtering these guys wholesale instead of either leaving them be or bringing them in screams neither.

Nathan flies up to you and Brandon, his wings flaring. You lift the crate up, only able to lift it ten feet above the waves. Brandon lands on it, holding on to the ladder. You pull it up above the dock, maneuvering around the other ships and cranes. Nathan flies up next to you, then shouts into your ear.

"I got a idea where to keep that. Its a club I've been working on." He flies forward, guiding you through the air. You fly across the water, heading to Staten island. You touch down with Nathan at the foot of the statue, placing the crate down on the flagstones. A bright patch of copper is on the crotch area, shining with the setting sun.

"Lets get that crate unloaded. Whats in there anyway?" Nathan asks, his wings folding up and disappearing into his back.
"Some weapons, never seen this type before," You say, removing one of the doors from the crate. The boxes stay inside, brown cardboard dry even after your entrance.

The three of you start unloading the cargo, stacking up the boxes three high. Once all of them are out of the container, you form it into a large board to transport the boxes. After loading six of the boxes onto the board, you stand in the middle of the boxes. Brandon climbs on, and Nathan grows wings again. He takes off, and you lift the boxes to follow.

Where the hell is he going? Looks like the statue's crown...

He steps into the window, his wings folding up as he lands. He waves you close, and starts unloading the boxes into the room.

"Welcome to the Casa de Nathan, y el Crown Bar"
>What you want to do?

>>36417105
Wow, so I take it you showed this to me when I was drunk before I worked my inebriated magic? This is pretty awesome Nathan. (explore a little.)

>>36417105
Grab a shot or two and talk, just a bit of a buzz but not to get drunk

>>36417105
Crack open one of the boxes and examine the wepons

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"Wow, so I take it you showed this to me when I was drunk before I worked my inebriated magic? This is pretty awesome Nathan."
"Yeah, I mentioned how banging it is, and then you took it from there. Thats why I'm not letting you near Everclear when you're here. Copper's expensive now that Arizona got it's mines taken over."
"So how'd you afford this? The pay is good here, but not that good."
"Made a few good investments, mainly in aircraft and airships."
"Why do I feel like you made them before megalodons become well known."
"Thats a trade secret. But, I'd suggest buying stock in airships. They're rising quickly. Both the value and the ships."

He walks over to the bar, then places two shot glasses out for you the two of you. He pours some normal vodka, then throws it back with you. Brandon gets a Coke. You then walk over to the boxes, taking one of his spoons and forming an box cutter on your pointer finger. Slicing through the tape, you pull out the styrofoam and lift up one of the guns. Three barrels are set up in a rotating assembly, blue lights glowing on the bottom, and a large box magazine that has "ECR" printed on it. Nathan whistles at the sight of it, and grabbing it when you hand it to him.

"Feels a bit light. Only about five pounds." The large gun should weigh at least twenty pounds, without the magazine.
>What do you want to do?

>>36417564
I bet this is one of those new fancy compact electron guns. Something tell me firing this would be a bad idea until we get it into an area where we can slag everything. This has to be worth a pretty penny.

>>36417564
are we far enough away to fire a test shot over the ocean or would that just be stupid

>>36417564
>[X] Ask Nathan if he knows any place nearby where we can test it out.

>>36417564
test it for steel, if these things are getting distributed we need to know how to wreck them

"I bet this is one of those new fancy compact electron guns. Something tell me firing this would be a bad idea until we get it into an area where we can slag everything. This has to be worth a pretty penny."
"Good job getting them then. Tell you what. We can keep them here, then sell them later. Andrew knows a guy, he works with some normie making stuff like this.
"So... Can we fire it now?"
"Yeah, lets fire a high powered weapon that we salvaged from a sinking cargo ship." Nathan says sarcastically. "One shot can't hurt though, right? Come on."

Nathan leads you and Brandon down a flight of stairs, then up another flight in a narrow tube. He opens the door, letting cold night air flood the stairs. You walk out onto the circular walkway, and watch as Nathan sets the gun on the ground. You pick it up, and flip off the safety. You flip it to the closest setting, which has three bullets in a row.

*BANG*
*BANG*
*BANG*

The gun fires off three rounds, tracer fire streaking into the Atlantic. Theres no kickback, your strength keeping it in place. Nathan steps up behind you, and you hand him the gun. He fires it , then hands it off to Brandon. He fires it, the barrels moving a few inches up with each shot. You reach over to flip the safety on, then lift it from his hands. The three Epics troop down the arm tunnel, then you place the weapon in the box.

You can tell there is steel in the barrels, and other parts that you can't identify.
>What do you want to do?

>>36418165
See normally this is where I would say party, but with what just happened, not a good idea.
So Nathan you seem pretty plugged into the city. Anything major going on we new kids in town haven't heard about?

Ok am I the only anon here?

>>36418165
Hmmm...I have no clue. Go back and chill at the Ritz? Find someplace and learn how to piano?

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"So Nathan you seem pretty plugged into the city. Anything major going on we new kids in town haven't heard about?"
"Nothing happening in the city that I can think of. Theres word on at the Academy that we're gonna go help on the war front soon. Happens every few weeks. Heard it was gonna be some island in New Jersey."

>Month Long Timeskip
>What do you want to focus on

"Okay class, soon we will be having a real world exercise. Tomorrow, we'll be taking a ship to an island. Check your e-mail account for the documents on it. Report to the west wing tomorrow at nine am, after which you will be transported to the ship. Dismissed." Professor says, waving the class away.

You open the documents, a list of known Epics stationed there, the terrain of the island, and strategic places to capture. Theres also a map of the island. "Long Beach Island"
>What do you want to do before going to the island?
island is in pink

>>36418920
>What do you want to focus on
Getting a girlfriend

>>36418920

>What do you want to focus on
team work with our little group of friends get good on how other powers work with ours
study known enemy epics get a list of known powers


>What do you want to do before going to the island? get our big gun

>>36418920
>We'd focus on learning epic tactics,making friends and acquaintances at school, also must get a girlfriend.

>Grab those fancy new guns to take with if possible. Also get a list of where large supplies of steel in the island would be.

Who do you guys want to try for?

>Nathan(bug guy)
>Andrew(no homo)
>Daniel(flyer on your team)
>Sydney(superspeed+crystal girl on your team)
>Artemis(healer, hardlight, and flames. on your team)
>Diana(fire Epic, choked out by Sydney)
>Scooby(natty king of /fit/)
>Samantha(illusionist)

>>36419154
For friends or "friend"

>>36419167
Both. Put >> for "friend"

>>36418920
Focus on getting a readout on the higher-ups. Check out people with interesting powers, and learn more about physics ourselves so we have some education to back our vector manip

>>36419154

>Sydney(superspeed+crystal girl on your team)
or

>Samantha(illusionist) bonus points if we stop some one from bulling her

>>36419154
>Nathan
>Sydney
>>Branden

>>36419154
>Nathan
>Daniel
>Andrew
>Samantha
>>Sydney
>Artemis

Those on our team should be fairly easy to get together with we lead them to victory and all epics like winning. Nathan and Andrew have been total bros and can be damn helpful. Samantha can be godawfully useful if she works on her power a little more.

>>36419228
Also,
>Artemis
>Daniel
>Andrew

>>36419154
>>Nathan(bug guy)

>>36419252
This

>>36419154
>>Syndney
>everyone else

Over the month, you spend much of the mock-battles in a group with Nathan, Sydney, and Andrew. You pick up your suits from the tailor's, two supersuits and seven pairs of casual clothing. The super suits are gun metal grey spandex/steel, with one inch black rings on the wrists and neck. On the waist is a small belt of steel disks, overlapping like a fish scales.

You start learning piano, playing scales every day. You focus on tactics, learning to lead a group of normies and Epics. With Andrew, you go to a large gun range and fire the large machine gun with gravitronics. You fuck Sydney.

You download the documents and print them out to study. Looking over the list of Epics, you note down some of the more impressive Epic's powers:
>Weather Control
>Regeneration
>Infinite Ammo
>Gifting
>Electricity Control
>Healing
>Regeneration
>Replication
>Intangibility
>Cyrokinesis
>Illusions

Sydney and Andrew walk up to you at the printer, laughing about something related to a Epic named the Pink Pinkness.
"Hey Zach, what you got there?" Andrew asks, looking over your shoulder at the list.
"Hmm? Oh, a list of Epics at the island. Wanted to know if the was anything to look out for."
"Come on, theres a tradition for before one of these battles. Gotta go to to the catacombs for the night. Huge party, everyone gets drunk. Maybe some fights if Nathan can get horses. You in?" Sydney asks you, leaning in for a kiss.
"Yeah, sure. When do you want to go?
"Starts at ten, we should get there at eleven."
>What do you want to do before it?

>>36419703
prep our kit
the gun ammo and 1/4 tone good steel


>Illusions is a big get for us


>Gifting
would be great too
gift regeneration to heal

>>36419703
Study a few of the heavier hitting epics, see if the have any flaws. Maybe spend some time With Brandon bullshitting before we hit the party. Did we ever set down the rules for partying? Cause as a big brother we need to do that. No Everclear, not on a schoolnight, make sure you haven't gotten sampled if you brought someone home etc.etc.etc.

>>36419864
Yeah, you did that after sinking the ship

>Quest Threads have nothing to do with /tg/

>>36419806

>>36419930
Way to completely twist what the mod said anon! You must be so proud! Now if you don't mind we're going to keep going with the quest ok?

>>36419914
Good then wanted to make sure, how'd he take them?

>>36419930
>implying that isn't about smut threads

>>36419959
Fairly well, he still goes out with a few Epic friends his age on the weekends.

>>36419987
Fair enough hope the kid enjoys himself.

>>36419930
There's nothing game related in that quest.
It's just a writefag writing rape fanfiction.

>>36419154
>>Andrew(no homo)

>>36420131
I don't know what free for RP is

I bet you are the kind of skum who write less than two pages of background for a game

>>36420416
>Writes game background
>Not having have a half-dozen unique game universes memorized so you can ad-lib any game.

I knew you were plebe shit, but come on. You could at least try not to suck.

>>36420495
half-dozen unique game universes memorized

not including
MLP?
40K?
fur magic realm ?
monster girl land?
Pokemon fucker?

You beg off hanging out at the moment, promising Sydney and Andrew to meet at your new home. Two weeks ago, the powers that be decided to fix you up with a new house. Given three million dollars, and a week of investing with Nathan, you are able to purchase five floors in the Sears tower. After furnishing it, and knocking a few holes in the ceilings for stairs and fireman poles, you came out with ten thousand extra for anything you want.

You park in the tower's Epic only parking structure, numbers 47 through 52. You climb out of the smartcar(seriously, you can buy a new one), then take the elevator to the 49th floor. A large number of the residences don't use the elevator, preferring to fly up to their personal entrances. Maybe you should have one of those installed. You ready your gear, one of the electron compressed HMGs you salvaged from the ship, a block of steel the size of a dumpster(you'll only take a small part. Getting replacements up here are a bitch), a backpack full of energy bars and candy with a camelback inserted, and a wallet that contains three different fake IDs.

Brandon comes home at five thirty, coming from his shift at the power plant. You sit at the dining and kitchen floor, number 51, where a few dozen menus for restaurants are sitting. You order up with your phone, getting a large amount that will be delivered hot within an hour.
>Want to say anything to Brandon?
1/2

After dinner, you clean up(throwing the dishes into a trash chute). You dress in your best supersuit, putting on the belt and polished steel armbands. A gold line traces up the chest, splitting in two at the waist and the neck to form a second ring beneath the black ones on your neck and wrists. You call out a goodbye to Brandon, who is on the 49th floor. You take the elevator down, then run to the Academy. Your friends greet you, dressed in their suits as well.

Sydney is in a light blue, form fitting suit, with silvery threads on the chest in the form of a gemstone with the tip reaching her naval. Nathan's suit is tan and green, two slits in the back for his wings. Andrew is dressed in white and a blue so light it looks close to white, with silver on his neck and running down his shoulders to his wrists.

You walk down the steps to the Catacombs, a network of tunnels and caverns. Nathan leads your group to the party, a pulsating mass of collage age people in form fitting clothes. Theres drinks lined up on one of the walls, a shelf blasted out of the concrete by an Epic. A circle of drunken people are in the corner, spinning a bottle.
>What do you want to do?

>>36420678
Hey Brandon apparently the Academy is going to be heading out to the warfront soon. So i'll probably be in the field for a few days. The guys want to hit a party in the catacombs tonight. So i'll be back late. Anyways while i'm gone you have the place to yourself so no wild parties. Failing that don't break anything, and clean up before I get back. Normal rules apply. I'll miss ya bro.
>Grab a drink(not strong) survey the scene.

>>36420678
>smartcar(seriously, you can buy a new one
Dude, it's a smart car. Our 'little brother' can recharge it indefinitely. It's just smart to keep one around.

>>36420678
Let him know where we're going, ask if he wants to come with. The kid's a stud, no point in holding him back.

I say use the 10 grand on the best quality steel and start designing our own car made entirely out of the stuff. Drives using steel manip to make the engine pump forwards, shape changes weight distribution and general shape based on what we want, all that.

As for the party, let's see where the piano is, mess with the strings so they all give techno noises, and then play to the music. With sydney sprawled over our lap, of course~

>>36420698
go spin the bottle

>>36420787
>>36420903
did you not see the
>1/2
at the bottom?
we are already at the party

"Hey Brandon apparently the Academy is going to be heading out to the warfront soon. So i'll probably be in the field for a few days. The guys want to hit a party in the catacombs tonight. So i'll be back late. Anyways while i'm gone you have the place to yourself so no wild parties." Brandon instantly starts thinking about throwing a party, judging from his face. "Failing that don't break anything, and clean up before I get back. Normal rules apply. I'll miss ya bro."
"See you soon then. Do you know when you'll be back?"
"Maybe Wednesday, give or take a day. I'll call if something happens."
He starts mumbling to himself; "That gives us two days, call up Ben and Emma..."
"I can hear you Brandon." Brandon looks up at you, his eyes widening a bit.

>At the Party

Your group migrates across the floor, bouncing to match the rhythm of the music. At the side of the room, a seres of kegs are being chilled by an Epic, whose able to make powerstores of his ice powers. Place them in a liquid, and they instantly chill it to 32 degrees. Everyone pours themselves one, and Nathan pulls a bee from his hair while empowering it. It grows into a fist-sized bundle of fluff, with a stinger sticking out.
>Want to take some?

>>36421239
>It grows into a fist-sized bundle of fluff, with a stinger sticking out.
haha, funny

on the one hand, we got regeneration and its a party of supers.
on the other hand, i prefer to not get high. especially with our secrets

>>36421239
>>Want to take some?
maybe
"Shit Nat, that isn't the "I think I'm a tree" shit is it?"

>>36421239
No thanks, last time we went on a bender we tried to fuck the statue of Liberty, this time we might make his house fall down.

I just realized, with Nathan's power we could make actual pokemon outta animals

>>36421336
"A diluted form, yeah. You might need extra, it wears off fast for regenerators

>>36421534
in a cave full of loud music no thanks
any one got some weed? I really don't want a hangover.

>>36421239
>>36421534
>it wears off fast for regenerators
"Shit, alright then."

We can just take the regular dose. We don't need to end pissing on people from the top of the Chrysler building or some shit.

>>36421534
"Eh just gimme a regular dose, don't want to over do it and get the urge to craft another steel dong. Well, maybe save that one for when we get back."

>>36421401
The mutated animals don't last long. They need constant attention so their proteins don't denature

>>36421658
Why's Nathan such a dick it animals?

>>36421658
no problem, Brandon can keep an eye on his scorpion and snake while we get a dog or two. nobody will think it weird if we say the animals are for brandon

>>36421658
How'd he bring back Megalodons then?

>>36421671
Epics

Theres still his bird Al

>>36421706
Rage based powerup.

>>36421788
Ah from what Marianna did to what he held dear?

>>36421869
yes

"Eh just gimme a regular dose, don't want to over do it and get the urge to craft another steel dong." You lean over to Sydney, whispering in her ear. "We'll save that one for when we get back."

Nathan and Sydney both get a shot of it into the back of their hands, then Sydney passes the fluffball over to you.
"Wait, give me a a minute to change it. I've never seen another Epic with a regen and invulnerability." Nathan says. The ball of fluff shifts in your hand, the stinger growing longer and thick as a straw. It rears up it's abdomen, then thrusts it down into your palm.

Nathan takes his bug back, shrinking it back to it's normal fluffball. He holds it over one of the open bottles, releasing a stream of clear venom, giggling profusely. You join in, as the bug becomes a squirt gun and Andrew becomes dark blue.

You dance onto the floor, Sydney attached at the hip. Andrew and Nathan bounce away, to spike a few of the other drinks. The other Epics form into a a shifting blob of color, with their limbs blurring in the air.
>What do you want to do?

>>36422019
dance!

>>36422019
dance of course.

>>36422019
>>What do you want to do?
Dance, and try not to suck at it.

Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>36422019
Dance them the song of your people

>>36422051
>>36422068
By that, do you mean dance off?

Roll 1d100 for it

Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>36422093
Fuck yea we do

Rolled 79 (1d100)

>>36422093

Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>36422093
Please white guy, find the fucking rhythm

Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>36422093
would a choreographed dance routine with steel back up dancers be too much or not enough?

>>36422093
Also, suggest moves in the danceoff

>>36422144
Moonwalk.

>>36422144
eventually lead a "Thriller" dance with Epics

>>36422144
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sN0BnpI4mdQ

Shuffle bitches!

>>36422093
>We dance
>While high
>We have vector control
>We have steel control
>Our clothes are full of steel fiber for us to control
I bet we can pull some slick moves

You dance off into the crowd, a few inches above the norm. As Sydney is grinding against you, you lock eyes with another Epic. He's about the same height as you, maybe an inch taller. As per the Epic code of honor, chapter 4, paragraph 5, line 27-28, if you lock eyes with a fellow Epic on a dance floor, you must have a dance off. You break off of Sydney, the crowd moving out of your way instinctively.

You move face to face with the Epic, staring him straight in the eyes. He's a Mediterranean guy, dressed in a black and green suit. The crowd pulls back, forming a circle with you in the center. The music stops, replaced by a silence that seems impossible with so many people. The two of you jockey for for a dominant position, finding a way to stare down at the other Epic.

You split off, both of you backing to opposite sides of the circle. The music starts up again, a fast techno beat with heavy bass, and you come out of your corner.

You vector up, completing a front flip as you fall. The ground shatters as you land, stone chips flying up. You slowly rise from your crouch, facing off with the Epic. You sway from the neck like a snake, then moonwalk back to your spot.

The rival Epic comes out, hands glowing with swirling green energy. The energy slides up his body, until the room is lit up with his light. He jumps forward, landing in a handstand. He drops it, balancing on his head. He pushes with his arms, spinning on the concrete floor. He flips up, landing on his feet, then backs away while brushing off his shoulders.
>Crowd Favor's:You
>What do? Roll 1d100 with the move

Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>36422293
sadly I've got no rhythm so i'll leave it to other anons only thing I could suggest is a very in depth robot that would be impossible to do without powers.

Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>36422463
bust out some advanced break dance moves, between our strength and vectors we could do dozens of head spins

Rolled 33 (1d100)

>>36422463
Grab something metal and make two steel mankin dancers next to us.

Then use out vectors and steel manipulation to do a robot shuffle that shakes the room.

Rolled 6 (1d100)

>>36422463
I'll leave it up to QM, i know 0 about dancing

>>36422598
Same here. I'm basing this on movies where this happens

>>36422463
If we think the crowd is collectively high enough I suggest we do some jumpstyle.
That shit's scary when you're off you ass.

>>36422638
Gah, really?

You dive forward, rolling and bouncing up at the Epic's feet. As you jump up, you stick your arms out. You shove the Epic back five feet, sending him stumbling into the crowd.

You strut back, the rival Epic struggling to get out of the crowd. He pushes a few people in his corner aside, sending them bouncing into the rest of the crowd.

He bulls forward into the ring, hands glowing again. He tries to do the robot, his arm swinging in a circle. Then he sneezes. The crowd instantly goes cold, all of his built up energy destroyed.

You slide into the circle, then kick the Epic in the chest. He flies back to his corner, stumbling hard. The steel beneath you rises up, forming a glob of mirrored metal. You draw it out into a large, long bubble, the moving metal distorting the images.

The steel whip circles you, a halo of reflected light. You drop it, a hoop of steel splashing on the ground as the bass drops. In the heavy blast of sound, you pull the metal up again to coat you in a living mirror.
>Crowd's Favor: Strongly You
One more could win this, best moves time

Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>36422842
I'm on my phone so no link, but YouTube the guy dancing to the techno version of pumped up kicks

>>36422866
Fuck, forgot to remove mage guild shit

Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>36422842
Do the bernie.

Rolled 24 (1d100)

>>36422842
Thriller

Rolled 42 (1d100)

>>36422842

>>36422866
>pumped up kicks
This? That shit really picks up at 1:20
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LXO-jKksQkM

>>36422904
Yea. That shit that I don't know what's called. Lol

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The black and green Epic stumbles forward, his hands burning green. He fires a beam of green at you, the light refracting on your mirror. Green shafts of light shoot into the ceiling, lighting up the room. The crowd goes wild with that move, cheering loudly.

You glide out onto the ring, sliding on the steel covered floor. The metal shines in the strobe lights, reflecting the white light. You do:
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LXO-jKksQkM
1:20-4:30

The metal lets you move in ways normally impossible for humans. To finish, you fly into the air and flip to stick to the ceiling. Hanging upside down, you lean into the ceiling, going almost parallel to the roof. You use the steel to come back to your upright position, then curl into a ball as you fall.

You hit like a rock through a glass window, a dust cloud going up as you hit. You stand, mirror reflecting the lights. You moonwalk back to your corner, the metal dripping from you until you are free of the steel.
>Crowd's Favor: Very Strong for You
>FINISH HIM!

Rolled 27 (1d100)

>>36423084
just form some sexy robot/mettle background dancers and dance circles around him.

Rolled 48 (1d100)

>>36423084
do the worm

Rolled 41 (1d100)

>>36423084
Shit man, I don't know

Rolled 87 (1d100)

>>36423084
Stand there with our arms crossed, while we pull up a mannequin out of the steel we just dropped (foil thin & hollow, so it's as tall as possible, and mirrored like a disco ball over its entire body) and have it do the thriller dance

>>36423183
And a relaxed contemptuous arms crossed, not pissed off or concentrated looking

>>36423204
better yet back turned

You stand, crossing your arms, as the armor reforms in front of you. It's nine feet tall, a a demonic figure with cloven hooves and curling rams horns. The DJ, Professor Messageboard, flips on Thriller, having read your mind.

>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sOnqjkJTMaA

You force the demon to dance, steel skin throwing back each strobe of the lights. As the music ends, demonic laughter filling the air, the towering giant throws back it's head laughing. Once the room is silent, the demon walks up to the Epic.

A gout of flame roars out of it's mouth, encasing the Epic in red fire. Th crowd surges backwards, as the metal demon pulls back it's head to send flame into the air. Spent, the demon collapses into itself, turning into a harmless puddle of steel.

You nod your thanks to the illusionary artist Samantha, who puts out the flames surrounding your rival.

The crowd rushes in, cheering for you. They all jostle you into a giant ball of flesh, lifting you off the ground with their combine force. Someone grabs your butt, but when you look down both Andrew and Sydney are close to it.

The crowd dies down after a bit, then goes back to their normal party duties of grinding and making poor decisions
>What do you want to do?

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>>36423359
>both Andrew and Sydney are close to it.
>Andrew

>>36423359
>Let's go see if Nathan's done drugging random Epics

>>36423359

hang with >Samantha&Sydney spin bottle

>>36423398
>>36423359
This must have been trippy as fuck for the Epics Nathan got high

Rolled 42, 54, 93, 89, 70 = 348 (5d100)

>>36423359
>What do you do?
Let's make some of those poor decisions, as a group.
I say we try to swing Sydney, Samantha, Artemis, Nate, and Andrew(it's not gay if it's in a 3 way).
Get everyone fucked up together, maybe get Nate to make some performance enhancers. It'll help bind them to us, if we play it right.

>>36423428
Common, look at those rolls, they should at least consider it positively :P

>>36423428
*6 way
or were you planning to have separate 3ways for guys and girls

>>36423428
>it's not gay if it's in a 3 way
I sorta want to fuck Andrew tho
no homo

>>36423452
It's not gay if it's at least* a 3 way.

That better?

>>36423441
>>36423428
Congratulations! You seduce two guys and one girl
You got bonus for one of them

>>36423476
Yay? Let's go with it, as long as it doesn't look like we'll screw up any existing relationships.
or we could just get high and make out again

>>36423512
make out with who?

>>36423568
Andrew

You look over to the bar, where Nathan is once more spiking the drinks. Near him, a group of ten or so Epics are staring at their hands and occasionally using a flashy power. Whenever they do, a great roar of fear and delight comes from the group.

The spin the bottle group has reformed, a chattering circle of drunken people with superpowers. Great combo. At least two couples are making out in the circle, though if it's due to a dare or just boredom you can't tell.

A few couples are dancing on the ceiling, one of the Epics being Newton's Law. He's surrounded by a circle of anti-gravity, multiple people just floating in the field.
>What you want to do?
you'll get laid if you play your cards right

>>36423568
all of them at once? If not, the girl(Sydney/samantha?)

>>36423602
I am a bit lost and this is dragging on. I would rather we just move along from here.
Take our GF back home, sex, sleep, go to combat mission tomorrow.

>>36423602
If no one's giving us "fuck me" eyes, let's grab a couple spiked drinks, and give one to samantha.
"Thanks for that last touch, it was perfect."

>>36423664
dude...

>>36423697
The other's for us. Let's just have a fun fade to black. Time to move the plot.

>>36423697
But if it bothers you
>Tell her it's some of Nate's party favors, and drink whichever one she doesn't want. (they're non-invulregen doses, we'll be fine)

>>36423359
>You nod your thanks to the illusionary artist Samantha,
Damn, can't bully her out on the fields after this.

>>36423602
Don't need to work at getting laid. We are building our rep, and soon enough girls will be fighting each other to get to us

You take some glasses from the bar, pouring vodka into the six drinks. You notice your friends over near the spin-the-bootle, and you strike out through the dance floor. A few girls try to get you to join in, but you shrug them off. You greet your friends, passing them the drinks. You talk for a bit, everyone drinking bit to much and too fast.

HOLY FUCK, THIS IS SOME OF THE MOST DEPRAVED THINGS I'VE EVER SEEN. SERIOUSLY! WHO USES A LAMP FOR THT? AND WITH THAT PERSON. I FEEL DIRTY JUST FOR READING THIS. AFTER I GET OFF WORK, I'M GOING STRAIGHT TO CHURCH. DEAR GOD, THIS IS HORRIFYING. AM I GOING TO HELL FOR READING THAT? YUP, DEFINITELY GOING TO HELL. THIS IS SICK. WHY WOULD YOU LET SOMEONE ALTER YOUR BODY WITH MAGIC POWERS? DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND HOW STUPID THAT IS? HOLY FUCK, AND WHAT SICK, TWISTED MIND THINKS UP THAT KINDA SHIT? IF YOU COMBINED HANNIBAL LECTOR, ADOLF HITLER, A CLOWN, AND OP'S MOTHER, THAT ABOMINATION STILL WOULD BE DISGUSTED BY WHAT ZACH DID. NEVER HAS SEX DESTROYED THE STRUCTURAL INTEGRITY OF A NATIONAL LANDMARK. I NEED TO TAKE A SHOWER AFTER READING THIS. NO, MORE. I WANT TO SANDBLAST EVERY INCH OF MY BODY. THEN I WANT MY BRAIN BLEACHED AND PUT INTO A ROBOT BODY SO I NEVER HAVE TO FEEL ANYTHING AGAIN. BETTER YET, JUST INJECT ACID INTO MY VEINS. OH, DEAR LORD. NOT LIKE THAT FREAKY BUG DUDE. WHY WOULD YOU PUT A STINGER ON THAT OF ALL THINGS? I WOULD KILL MYSELF, BUT THEN I'D JUST GO TO HELL AND MEET THAT SICK GROUP OF PEOPLE. HELL, THEY PROBABLY TOOK OVER SATAN'S JOB. NOW HELL IS JUST AN ETERNAL... NOPE, NOT FINISHING THAT THOUGHT. ORGY. FUCK! THATS IT, WHERE'S THAT HOWTO GUIDE ON KILLING YOURSELF?

You wake up in your bed, blood staining your nails. Why does your ass hurt?
>End Episode 7 of Epic Quest
>Questions and comments for a while
>Follow me on twitter @CalamityQM
>Next thread on Friday

>>36423844
>Why does your ass hurt?
Ahahahahaha

>>36423844
just as planned.

>>36423844
hot

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>>36423844
Moral of the Story: Bees are a Hell of a Drug
I say next time we try Moth

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>>36423844
Sounds like fun all around.

Thank you based OP, I'll be the starting thought for that kind of shenanigans again, I'll just be the second vote.

Are we alone in bed? Also, do we have the gigantic 45' mattress yet? See you Friday, or sooner if you get bored again. But not tomorrow, cause Thursday is d&d

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>>36423908
Wrong image boss. Fat thumbs, touch screen phone, you know.
Correct image added

>>36423908
Not be*
It's late for me

>>36423920
I don't even care. That image is strangely comforting

>>36423844
>NEVER HAS SEX DESTROYED THE STRUCTURAL INTEGRITY OF A NATIONAL LANDMARK
We broke the statue of liberty... With Nate. Lol. Hope we didn't break him

I fell asleep just as we reached the club. What I miss?

>>36426052
We won a dance off. Then I went to bed when I woke up I checked in and apparently we had an orgy that wrecked a national monument.

>>36426060
Did we use any puns?

>>36426091
nope, not that I saw. We keep wrecking shit people are going to hate us too.

>>36426130
This thread was a complete and utter failure.

ALL SUCCESSFUL THREADS USE PUNS DAMMIT

>>36426159
Well hopefully we can pun it up during the war sequence then. Also we should really stop getting drunk/high. Bad things happen when we do. Besides it is far more fun if we remember it.