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I’m dying. I’m fucking dying.

Instead of living my life, I was saving the world, over and over and over. No boyfriend, no life, not even a secret identity, and I was just going to go poof, seeya, in the worst way possible. Not even in a fight. I would be an infirm, a cripple, drooling and in pain and soiling myself. Brain fucking cancer. Terminal. Fuck that.

I let the jet stream carry me eastward over Siberia, away from the scholar acquaintance who’d delivered the verdict. I resented her. Maybe even hated her, a little bit. Unfair, but hey, I had tumors in my brain. I could always justify how I was feeling with that.

My cape fluttered and a turbulence dropped me, buffeting me up and down and left and right, until I was below the air current, clouds captured by the wind stretching over me. Alright, enough self-pity. I still had a duty. Two days spent crying over myself was already too much. Time to get back into the fray.

I used my sleeve to wipe my face some, then retrieved my phone from its pocket behind my shoulderblades, and gingerly tapped the flight mode off. Heh, flight mode. Never gets old. After a moment spent trying to establish a satlink, it started buzzing and buzzing and buzzing. 37 calls, 23 voicemails, 67 new messages, and thousands emails on my public account. That...was going to be rough.

>Call Warlord. Redeemed villain, field leader, totally going to chew the heck out of me.
>Call Logos. The one real friend I have on the team.
>Manifold is the guy with the solutions. All of them. He can’t lie—but he might say things I don’t want to hear.
>Reach the officials. They’ll know what to do.
>Call back Doc. Maybe I heard her wrong?
>Log into the emergency service, and go beat up some random bad guy. That should be fun.
>Other (Write in)
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Obligatory quoteblock:
Twitter: https://twitter.com/AlterationQM
Archive@suptg: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Dying+Cape+Quest
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>>37262984
>Manifold is the guy with the solutions. All of them. He can’t lie—but he might say things I don’t want to hear.
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>>37262984
>Manifold is the guy with the solutions. All of them. He can’t lie—but he might say things I don’t want to hear.
We're going to beat this, it might not be easy, but the life of a superhero never is.
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>>37262984
>Manifold is the guy with the solutions. All of them. He can’t lie—but he might say things I don’t want to hear.
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>>37262984
>Call back Doc. Maybe I heard her wrong?
SAY IT AIN'T SO
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>>37262984
>Call Logos. The one real friend I have on the team.
>Manifold is the guy with the solutions. All of them. He can’t lie—but he might say things I don’t want to hear.
Let our friend know what we're going through and see if they can help because we're going to need it.

Unfortunately this anon needs to sleep now, curse my timezone and sleep cycle. This looks pretty interesting OP, I look forward to catching up on it. Fellow anons, don't give up and don't give in, we didn't get to where we are today by being a quitter.
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>>37263067
What if our superpower allows us to quit without consequences and we did, in fact, get here by quitting?
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>>37262984
>Call Logos. The one real friend I have on the team.
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>>37262984
>Other (Write in)
Find a bar. Order EVERY DRINK THEY HAVE.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wcRSwo9bGHQ
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>>37263119
Hexer pls go.
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>>37262984
Find a successor, and away to pass on our powers.
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>>37263022
>>37263026
>>37263051
Call the guy who knows.

>>37263058
Denial: first stage.

>>37263088
>>37263067
Emotional support.

>>37263119
Nevermind my body is immune to ethanol, I'll drink to death!

Alright, seems pretty clear. One more question, though.
>Keep everybody else with the loop (press conferences are lovely this time of the year)
>Ask Manifold to keep it to himself
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>>37263183
>Ask Manifold to keep it to himself
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>>37263183
>Ask Manifold to keep it to himself
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>>37263183
>my body is immune to ethanol
What about amphetamines?
Opiates?
Hallucinogens?
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>>37263207
>>37263232
Writing, then.
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>>37263183
Alternatively, fly around the Earth so fast that you go back in time to before you were diagnosed and get early treatment.
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Define terminal:

A few days, months, years?
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>>37263183
>Keep everybody else with the loop (press conferences are lovely this time of the year)
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I dived for the ground, my fingers around the phone, trying not to squeeze so hard it broke. I let myself hover near a river, the plains around as desolate as I felt. Shrubs, a white cliff to my right, no animals in sight, the air still after the organized chaos thousands feet above. I sat myself on a rock, my hood over my face, the cape around my knees.

After a few deep breaths, I called Manifold. If there was any way to fix me, he was my best bet.

"How bad is it?" he said as soon as he picked up, his voice alternating between a childish pitch and the bass it was growing into.

"Hi, Manifold," I said, and waited for a few moments. All business, he was. "It’s pretty bad. Ksenya, I mean, Dr Levovna, she said—" I continued, before stopping abruptly, a lump in my throat. "Brain cancer, metastasing, terminal, a few months, if that."

"Okay. Send me her details, I’ll get back to you."

"Don’t tell anybody else," I said before he could hang up.

It took a few moments for him to say "Sure" and click off. I sent him Ksenya’s mail address and number.

My mind was numb while waiting for him to reply. Maybe that was the effect of the bloated lumps of cells growing in my head. I shuddered, and the phone started buzzing.

Damn. Warlord.

>Answer
>No. No, not him, no way, not right now.
>Other (Write in)
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>>37263804
>Answer
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>>37263804
>Answer
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>>37263804
Answer it
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>>37263804
>No. No, not him, no way, not right now.
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>>37263819
>>37263849
>>37263870
He's a terrible human being. Let's hear what he has to say.

>>37263900
Pussyfooting.

Writing.
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>>37263804
>Answer
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>>37263955
Can we cut him off with brain cancer?
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>>37264089
I know what you meant, but that just made me think:
> Power is that you share your status with others, you usually use this to share your good health with wounded allies.
> Get brain cancer.
> Give cancer to people who annoy you.
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>>37264147
Forgot my stupid namefag from the quest thread, sorry.
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"Warlord."

"Sekhmet."

A minute silence, then he unleashed his fury.

"What the fuck do you think you’re doing, benikobi!"

"Warlord, language."

"Fuck your language, prissy white bitch!" he said, and I rolled my eyes.

"You’re the big-hitter," he continued, "you’re the fucking hero all wearing white and you leave in the middle of the fucking battle?! And you don’t say anything for two whole fucking days? While we have to deal with the clones?"

"But, but I put him down?" I said, and I hated that my dismissal had turned into a question.

"No, you fucking did not. Check your fucking kills before you go on holidays next time. The blood of the dead is on your hands. I will not waste more time on you."

The dial startled me, and I almost let the phone go. I fucked up. I fucked up so badly. Vinciere, clone master, serial killer, mass murderer, and I let him go? What would I say? Sorry, for the first time in nine years, I had a headache?

Manifold called me back.

"Sekhmet, you need to come back. I have to run some tests before I can say anything conclusive," he said. He hanged up before I could say anything else.

>Just go back.
>Go beat up somebody. Repay some of your mistake.
>Other (Write in)
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>>37264362
>Just go back.
Ignore calls from Warlord
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>>37264362
>Go back
Can we have a list of our powers?
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>>37264362
>>Go beat up somebody. Repay some of your mistake.
>>Just go back.

We can multitask!
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>>37264362
>>Just go back.
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>>37264362
>Just go back.

If anything can be done, we should do it. Better to make sure we live for the future nd all the good we can do, than do a ittle good before we die because we didn't do anything.
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>>37264362
>Just go back.
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>>37264362
>>Just go back.
>>Other
Hold back the tears.

Try not to cry.

Cry.
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Writing.
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Somewhere in Siberia to New York in less than three hours, avoiding Chinese airspace and a diplomatic incident. I didn’t remember much of it. Plains, ocean, some mountains, plains, cities. The city, finally, clad in night lights. I touched down atop the Special Response building in the UN enclave, and was greeted by Logos’s bearhug. I let him try to comfort me, my arms slack at my sides.

After a while, he took a step back and looked at me, squinting his blue eyes and stroking his blonde beard.

"If you don’t mind me saying so, you really need a shower and a change of clothes," he said. "And maybe something to eat, drink?"

I smiled, just a tad. "That sounds great."

"It’s a deal, then!" he said and started walking towards the stairs.

One of the men in the security detail strode by Logos, already lost in his own world, and whispered to me: "The Director would like to see you at the earliest opportunity."

"Thanks," I replied.

"Sorry," he said before going back to his place.

Uh.

I flew until I was next to Logos, and stopped when we reached the stairs. He noticed my hesitation and said: "Warlord is out. Probably training or something like that. Whatever he does to calm himself."

I nodded.

>Shower, change clothes, eat, drink, relax.
>Go see Manifold.
>Go see the Director.
>Other (Write in)
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>>37265006
>>Shower, change clothes, eat, drink, go see the Director..
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>>37265006
>Go see Manifold.
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>>37265006
>Shower, change clothes, Go see Manifold.
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>>37265006
>Go see Manifold.
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>>37265006
>>Go see Manifold.
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>>37265006
>>Shower, change clothes, eat, drink, go see the Manifold.
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>>37265064
Seconding this
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>>37265006
>>Go see the Director.
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>Go see Manifold

We can worry about cleaning ourselves up once we have some options to work with.
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Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>37265033
>>37265064
>>37265093
>>37265097
Porqué no los dos?

>>37265038
>>37265069
>>37265082
>>37265145
Manifold, save me, my Prince.

>>37265121
Politics are important.

1-Manifold, but clean and with some food in the belly.
2-Manifold, haggard.
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Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>37265258
Writing then.
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What are our powers anyway?
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>>37265532

Dying slowly.
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>>37265532
I think they'll be revealed with the narrative. Considering we're named Sekhmet, I'm guessing fire/sun/cat powers.
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>>37265532
Everything shall become clear when it needs to be.
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>>37265532
feels
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>>37265970
The strongest power
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>>37266003
The power of friendship! Going by all the shounen manga, this makes us invincible
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>>37266041
We don't have to be friends with Warlord, do we?
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>>37266183
If our power is friendship we have to make friends with EVERYONE. No exceptions.
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>>37266253
Only if we can befriend cancer.
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>>37266338
We will even meet death with a smile
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It's not cancer

It's the next stage of her powers evolution

A GOD AM I!
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>>37266376
And then punch it in its tumor-balls.
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>>37266338
I don't think we want to be friends with Vinciere.
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>1 hour no update

OP has abandoned us!!!!
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>>37266578
She's been infected with slow.

Such is the fate of all Cabalites.
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>>37266578
Probably too busy following AGDQ
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>>37266611
AGDQ?
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>>37266656
twitch( dot )tv/gamesdonequick
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>>37265258
op, did the cancer get you?
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>>37266719
Probably just a huge update, right guys?
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>>37266746
Quests come, quests go.

Think this one is gone, at least for the day.
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You’ll be okay by yourself?"

I shot Logos a look and he waved the implication aside with a smile.

"After your shower," he said, with an emphasis on the first word.

"Yeah, I think. I have to see Manifold about... Hm, well, I have to see him."

He didn’t press me, shrugged and gave me a wave and a wink, leaving me alone in front of the palatial doors leading to my corner of the floor. I was still not used to the luxury. I wasn’t poor before my powers kicked in and people started calling me the ‘Sun Goddess’, but that was something else altogether. I undid the hook on my cape, removed the bodysuit and balled it all up under my arm. The temperature was always perfect, the humidity on the dot. A dozen steps in and I was already relaxing, knots in my muscles I didn’t know were there already smoothing.

I crossed the living room/office/reception hall, decorated with Egyptian stuff, in gold and wood, the panels on the wall and the floor gleaming like always. That was the biggest room of my allocated space, and it reflected my ‘superhero’ persona. Not really mine, but even without a secret identity, you learn to use masks.

[Cont.]
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>>37266854
My room was more down-to-earth, in the same scattered way I had left it to deal with Vinciere. I winced at the thought. Lights open, and on my bed, the laptop still running, the browser open on a fansite dedicated to me. I let my costume fall on the floor roughly where my heap of laundry laid and flicked my computer off. I sat down, and looked at everything I might lose. The gigantic board with postcards from fans, colleagues, or villains I had caught and who thanked me for it; photos I had taken (a selfie from the top of the Everest, another from the Niagara falls, fifty feet or so above them); letters that still made me cry every time I read them. The map, in pink and blues, with the pins in every location The Line had dealt with a threat to the world. My trophies. I only realized I was clutching a stuffed animal to my chest when my vision started to water. I dug the heels of my hands into my eyes, got to my feet, undressed, and stepped into the shower, turning the water so hot somebody else would have started screaming. I didn’t. Not me.

*

"Hey, Mani."

"Manifold," he said, without turning to look at me.

"Sorry."

"Accepted. Sit on the armchair," he said, still without looking at me. Behind his glasses, his eyes were dancing trying to take in the feeds from his four screens, his trademark earbuds screwed beneath his lanky hair. I folded the golden cape I had picked, sat, and waited until he managed to unglue himself from the information pouring into him. He rose, and pushed his own armchair to my side, reading two pages of an unmarked book in as many seconds. His afterimages trailed behind him, blueish.

[Cont.]
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>>37266876
I felt my heart shrinking. Both our phones buzzed a second before the soft sound of the alarm started echoing throughout the building. Unidentified threat, class 2 minimum.

>Ask him to stay and run the damn tests.
>Go to the briefing room.
>Other (Write in)

[I will be taking a break for one hour or so.]
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>>37266854
!
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>>37266896
>>Go to the briefing room.
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>>37266896
We have a few months at least, not going to the briefing room will just piss off Warlord more. On the other hand, who cares? Follow Mani's lead, if he goes, we'll go, if he ignores it, we will too.
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>>37266896
>Go to the briefing room.
no huge rush, we have a couple months
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>>37266896
How many other heroes are here?
Could we get put on reserve and be on call while running the tests?
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>>37266896
>>Ask him to stay and run the damn tests.

Fug it, we're on medical leave.
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>>37266896
>>37266936
Backing this. If he goes, go. If not, dont.
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>>37266896
>Ask him to stay and run the damn tests.
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>>37266896
>Go to the briefing room.
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>>37266896
>sk him to stay and run the damn tests.
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>>37266896
>Go to the briefing room.
Don't take any bullshit from Warlord.
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>>37266956
This, let's not be All Star Sups and waste all our time left being a hero. We might be able to make it.
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>>37267023
No, lets be the All Star Supes. All Star Superman was great.
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>>37267059
We can be All Star Supes when Uberdoctor tells us we're fucked.
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>>37267059
He was, but he also had to hide in the sun for like a billion years.

I'd rather stay on earth.
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>>37266896
>>Go to the briefing room.

We can't let more people die
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>inb4 the bad guys have a way to save us

You guys wouldn't even take it either.
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>>37266896
>Ask him to stay and run the damn tests.

Fuck briefings
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>>37266896
>Ask him to stay and run the damn tests.
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>>37266896
>Ask him to stay and run the damn tests.
the world can wait for one fucking hour
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>>37267023

The answer to a certain death is to be as happy as possible. And all deaths are certain, when you think about it.

Now, I'd rather be happy by doing as much good as possible than by practicing intense self-serving.
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>>37267194

We can wait, too.
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>>37267023
>not wanting to be the best version of Superman ever
>>37267150
Oh no we'd take it. From them. By force.
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>>37267258
We could
But will we?
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>>37267225

We've done enough good for the world to deserve a chance at life. I'm all for helping people, but I would definitely be a 9to5 hero unless it was something on a nuclear scale.
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>>37267278
Damn
Now I kind of do want to be All Star Superman
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>>37267150
Man, now I want one of the final scenes after rejecting the baddies nefarious help to be the MC just breaking down, like the big brother who donated his eyes in Ikigami did.
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>>37267329

I hope so.

>>37267369

"Deserve a chance at life" and "put our life above the ones of others" isn't the same thing. There is an emergency right now, and they need our help.
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>>37267278
I know it makes me a horrible human being, but every time I see this image, I can only think of one thing.
I think it's the eyes.
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>>37267475
We're not the only hero in the world.
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>>37267512
But we are one of the major heavy hitters. We're probably at similar level as Superman, Martian Manhunter or Sentry.
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I can't decide whether I want our character to be all-out Badass paladin for justice who accepts her impending death
OR
Bitter renagade Badass anti-hero who will do anything to survive
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>>37267512

No, but does it means that we don't have to help?

If someone is hit by a car and that another person is already rushing to help them, do you just walk past them like if there was nothing?
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>>37267576
I want her to be a badass Paladin of Justive who can't come to terms with her impending doom.
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>>37267512
A cowards excuse. Innocent lives at stake. Have power to help. Have duty to help.
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>>37267567

And even if we were not, every bit of help is important
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>>37267512
>We're not the only hero in the world.
We're not going to feel any better wallowing.
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Rage against the dying of the light, make a difference before we go.

In the end our name will live on, long after we are dust.
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>>37267636
>Ask him to stay and run the damn tests.

We're already in deep shit. What are they going to do, kill us?
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>>37266949
There are other heroes.
Only four of them have the UN's backing.

And back to doing shit I needed to do, very sorry, please wait by the fire.
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>>37267716
Waiting most warmly.
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>>37267676
They're going to not help people like they would with our contribution
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>>37267636
We don't have a obligation to be a hero.

There's a difference between being a good samaritan and doing hero work 24/7. We can do the first without being the second.
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>>37267716
When do you suppose you'll return?
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>>37267716
Come back!
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>>37267796
A hero never lets wrongdoers go unmolested
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>>37267796

It's not a 24/7 job. We are needed now. That's why there is, you know, the alarm.
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>>37267716
[warmth intensifies]
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>>37266910
>>37266936
>>37266941
>>37266960
>>37266977
>>37267008
>>37267105
There's a reason they pay me the big bucks.

>>37266956
>>37266974
>>37266985
>>37267023
>>37267156
>>37267171
>>37267194
>>37267676
An alarm in the Special Response building isn't necessarily that important. Could be a fire.

Yes, I know, I probably mistook some votes for discussion and vice-versa.

Writing the beginning of darkness.
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>>37268153
>Start of Darkness
Oh boy!
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>>37268153
>beginning of darkness.

Well fug.
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>>37268153
Embrace the edge!
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>>37268218
>>37268243
What did you expect? You don't just get away with neglecting people who need immediate assistance.
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Well, shit.
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>>37268321

I expected less votes for neglecting people.
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>>37268321
didn't think it'd take so little to go evil.
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>>37268453
Slippery slope
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>>37268453
Remember what the clown says
All it takes is one bad day
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>>37268453
Give them one inch and they take the whole lot
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>>37268482
lined with fucking teflon and we sprayed ourselves down with PAM it seems.

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I leave for an hour and a half to get some fucking food, and you assfaggots decide "Fuck the people, we're gonna be a surly bitch"
Just goes to show, you can always count on /tg/ to act like selfish fucking cunts.
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Maybe it's not that kind of darkness. Maybe she's just beginning her spiral into depression, rather than into evil.
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>>37268737
Had a little too much salt with your meal m8?
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>>37268747
Someone seems angry.
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>>37268737
>>37268747
I doubt it's that drastic, at least I hope it is, I just woke up and caught up.
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>>37268893

Well, we at least lost the guy's respect.
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>>37268959
We can throw our life away saving people after Manifold tells us that it can't be saved.

We've taken three days for ourself, out of our entire life as a super hero, they may also be the last three we do so.
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The boy swiped his hair and reached for his phone. My hand was on his arm before he pulled it out. He would wrench his arm out of its socket before escaping my grip. He had seen it happen.

"Run the tests. There’s time."

"Sekhmet," he said softly. "Class 2 threat."

"Manifold," I replied, with the same tone. "Run the damn tests."

He looked at me, and for once he acted like his age. The afterimages grew frantic, hinting at things that would never be. Behind his glasses, his eyes were big, the eyelashes too long. Maybe he remembered why Logos and I were atop the list that asshole whistleblowed, Snow-something. The potential class 1 threats list. He breathed in, and the blue flickers around him quieted.

"Fine. You’ll have to let me go," he said, his voice firmly in the bass pitch of his future adulthood.

I let his hand go, and he fetched a helmet of some sort before stopping in front of me, not moving. I cocked one eyebrow.

"Sekhmet. Halo."

I had learned to control my body’s unvoluntary reactions, but my powers were still something else. I toned down my field, and let him put the thing on my head. He strapped my head, compressing my cheeks, and quickly put space behind us by going back to his workstation. I felt something buzzing all around me, and he glanced at me.

"Class 2 threat. Kaiju in the Indian Ocean going east towards Australia," he said, then shut up, not meeting my gaze.

Both our phones were buzzing insistently. Ten minutes in, the door opened, and Warlord stood at the threshold, the jaw shut tight, eyes like daggers, staring at me.

>"There was a delay. Brief me."
>"You can deal with this without us if push comes to shove. Now, get the fuck away or the white bitch really is going to be prissy."
>Other (Write in)
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>>37268959
And we'll further anger Warlord
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Rolled 78 (1d100)

>>37269006
>>"There was a delay. Brief me."
OH SHIT KAIJU. CHERNO ALPHA WHEN
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>>37269006
>He strapped me in, compressing my cheeks, and quickly put space between us by going back to his workstation.

>Ten minutes in, the door opened, and Warlord stood at the threshold, his jaw shut tight, eyes like daggers, staring at me.
Ftfm. Forgot to do a read-over.
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>>37268991

People are calling for help. We say: Fuck it.

That's like not helping a bleeding man because you're going to be late to your doctor's appointment

Did people need us during those three days? Yes, they did. But they didn't directly call us. Or at least, we didn't hear them.
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>>37269006
>>"There was a delay. Brief me.

Fuck it, not like our time matters anymore right?
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>>37269006
>"There was a delay. Brief me."
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>>37269006
>>"There was a delay. Brief me."
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>>37269006
>"There was a delay. Brief me."
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>>37269006
>"There was a delay. Brief me."
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>>37269006
I'm guessing this is still early in the 'war'? Single pilots and all that stuff

Apologies for metagaming, but I'm genuinely hyped
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>>37269006

>"There was a delay. Brief me."
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>>37269006
>"There was a delay. Brief me."
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>>37269006
>"There was a delay. Brief me. Also, kinda dying of cancer here."
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>>37269117
probably a more traditional form of kaiju

>>37269006
>>37269143
This
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>>37269006
We better not take any shit from Warlord whatever we do QM.
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>>37269065
>>37269081
>>37269085
>>37269092
>>37269103
>>37269108
>>37269121
>>37269142
>>37269143
I'm fine, everything's fine. Let's all just chill out and beat up some random monster, okay?
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>>37269006
>"There was a delay. Brief me."
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>>37269143
I like this, changing from >>37269092 to
>"There was a delay. Brief me. Also, kinda dying of cancer here."
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>>37269193
these
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>>37269193

The guy is probably angry because he's a former bad guy.
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>>37269006
>>37269193
>There was a delay. Brief me.
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>>37269193
>>37269143
What these guys said
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This is a pretty cool concept, but I see /tg/ has already gotten its hands all over it.
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>>37269682
Oh my~
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>>37269682
>inb4 trap waifu
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>>37269682
Sad but true
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>>37269809

I don't like how the vote went either, but come on it's not like it can't be an interesting story.

Thouhg, I would argue that people on /tg/ tends to vote altruistic when the tone is light, and a good deal more self-serving when the tone is dark.
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>>37269995
I dunno. Being a good guy was a /tg/-quest staple before, but I don't really feels that applies all that much anymore
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"Koffi Thérèse Akissi, I believe you have a statement for the court?"
"Yes, your Honor," he said, the rumble of his voice washing over the premises, with some minute help from the spread of speakers around. His accent mingled Oxford English and the vowels of Akan dialects.
"I’ll allow it. Best be brief."
"Thank you, your Honor," he said, then paused to straighten and look around him, slowly. "I have killed men. Tortured some. The criminals, the drug pushers, the corrupt. I also created a safe haven for families, for women and for children. I do not aim to be as heartless as I had to be, but to be as kind as I was. Thank you for allowing me this opportunity."
The crowd stood in silence, then exploded in shouts and slurs and congratulations. Warlord sat back and kept his stare in front of him, impassive.

*

"Sorry for the delay. Brief me."

I could feel the anger boiling in Warlord. He shoot a glance at Manifold, mean enough it would’ve started a fight in any bar around the world. The boy just shook his head, eyes still on his screens. He hadn’t even looked at the man. Warlord looked back at me, his everything bulging in the black bodysuit he wore beneath his Ganima armors, as he called them.

"Suit yourself. An unidentified creature emerged from the Diamantina Trench and is roughly heading towards Perth, eastwards. Class 2, black body on every spectrum, some electromagnetic capabilities. ETA to the safe zone is two hours."

[Cont.]
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>>37270052
I frowned. I would need to push it to make it. Warlord crossed his arms and continued.

"The Security Council cleared The Line for an intervention. You and Logos are cleared. So am I, but not with the Shift Suit," he said with a frown, and when he saw I wasn’t moving, he added: "Two millions people live in Perth. Add another for the whole safe zone figures."

He jabbed a finger at me. "So why the shitting fuck aren’t you moving?"

I was about to chastize him for his colourful language when my phone made a sound. It wasn’t supposed to do that. I looked down and there was a message from an unknown number, which was even stranger.

<Nobody can intercept this message. The doctor was wrong—> I could feel my heart fluttering <—you have weeks, not months. Nothing I can do either. You know what the other solution entails.>

Yeah.

I looked up towards Manifold and saw he had turned my way. He nodded, confirming it was him, and went back to his computer. I started to heave, but tore the helmet off of my head instead, before throwing it against a wall. Warlord’s eyebrow went up as bits and pieces of metal and plastic hit him. The fucker hadn’t even blinked.

"Fine. Let’s go kill something."
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Annnnnnd that's it for tonight. I don't think I could do a Kaiju fight any justice in one hour or so, so yeah, I'll push it back for the next thread.

Thank you all for playing, reading and well, being there. Next thread tentatively this Sunday.

Check my Twitter for it: https://twitter.com/AlterationQM
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>>37270074

Well, I vote we leave something for the families of the victims of the serial killer we failed to stop last time.

The rest should go to various charities
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>>37270111
Thanks for running, nice to see you back in the saddle
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>>37270074
>You know what the other solution entails.>
Uhh no we don't?

>>37270111
Thanks for the thread, hopefully we'll figure out next thread what it is we apparently know about the other solution or whether or not we will be railroaded into dying pathetically.
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>>37270111
Thanks for running, Alt.
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>>37270111
thanks for running bby

>>37270140
fuck that, we're already a superhero, and we're gonna be spending a very unhealthy amount of time superheroing up until our death, to the point that it might not even be the tumor that kills us.
let's give some to our relatives
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>>37270111
Interesting premise thanks for running.
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>>37270209
>Uhh no we don't?
Uhhh, yes you do. Kiahahahaha.

>>37270176
Yeah, well, we'll see if I make it to the fourth thread.

...

Is that a flag?
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>>37270209
can we please stop overusing the term railroad so much? It doesn't even mean anything anymore, I can't even get mad when it actually happens.
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>>37270074
>You know what the other solution entails.

We robot nao? There has to be some kind of science that can save us.
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>>37270218
>up until our death
Fuck that bullshit, we are curing ourselves, the planet demands it.

And apparently from what Manifold said in >>37270074
>You know what the other solution entails.
There is some kind of solution, though no idea what it is.
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>>37270245
>Uhhh, yes you do. Kiahahahaha.
?

We don't really if we're playing the MC and don't know what they know.

>>37270249
If there is nothing we can do to stop/change/fix it, then its railroading.
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>>37270256
>There has to be some kind of science that can save us.
And we shall find what it is and in time too, but right after we kill this Kaiju and then take some personal vacation time.

>>37270074
>you have weeks, not months
Well that was a kick in the balls.

>Nothing I can do either
Shit.

>You know what the other solution entails
Uhhh?
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>>37270276
Ok, I guess since every story has unchangeable elements, railroading is in everything. I can hardly object to it then.
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>>37270314
This is a cliffhanger. Not gonna reveal everything right from the beginning, now, am I?
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Thanks for the thread!
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>>37270352
brap
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never



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