Welcome to Academy City. The time is now nearing lunch, the weather is cold, and the date is January 23.You are Kyril Torikov, Level 3 telekinetic ‘superhero’ but at the moment you weren’t feeling very super heroic. This was because of your latest assignment. Secure School District 10, contain the violence within, and protect the rest of the City from the violence. An easy and straightforward job, all told. It didn’t mean it would be pleasant. You had claimed a little slice of the district as your base of operations the day before. Getting rid of squatters was kind of fun, especially when let you flex your telekinetic muscles. It was when you were trying to expand your burgeoning ‘insurance company’ that you ran in to a small snag. The low-grade improvised weapon factory next door wasn’t what got to you.It was the brothel on the opposite side. The two were also rather connected. It was run be a guy who named himself Kuro. The apartment that you had commandeered had been home to a number of his clientele. Since you had inconvenienced him he was hoping that you would be willing to enter in to a partnership. He had to keep ‘employees’ in line after all. You suspected the small pill he fed his gunsmith was more than just regular candy. Kyouko had previously outlawed such practices but you weren’t her. Still, he was an in to the newly established political landscape of School District 10. As a ‘business owner’ he was part of a bigger power, the Guild. Chasing him out would have consequences. In this gang ridden part of town that probably couldn’t be worse than the occasional drive-by. Though you had to wonder what it said about you if you turned a blind eye to such practices.>Get rid of him and his whores>Bring him under your ‘protection’>Other (write-in)
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>>43107082>>Bring him under your ‘protection’Sup Bored
>>43107082>Get rid of him and his whores
fuckI missed the fucking vote
I could have gone either way on this vote.round up all the undesirables and keep them close until Kyouko comes back and squash them in one goor just go up to a major player and stomp them the fuck out. prison style
“Get out,” you said simply.He looked at you as if you had grown a second head.“Don’t make me repeat myself,” you continued, “and take your whores with you.”“Now, now there’s no need to be hasty, I’m sure we can work this out,” the pimp started, “You want something and I want something.”“Does that something include a bullet from this gun?” you cut him off.He understandably backed down.“Didn’t think so.”The next few hours were spent clearing out the place. There was still an awful lot of junk in the now disused workshop. Still, with some creative carpentry, you could easily add a few more rooms to your newly acquired apartment. You were a land lord now but Kyousuke couldn’t help but comment,“He had a good thing going, better than most brothels I’ve seen, cleaner too.”“I’ll take your word for it,” you replied.“I’m not saying it was a bad thing to break it up but things will get worse for them before they get better.”You shrugged and fell back on an old excuse,“I ain’t running a charity here.”“I’d be surprised if you did.”The time is now afterschool, the weather is still chilly, and the date remains unchanged.The two of you were joined with Sagara and the Dictator. Their reactions were generally positive after having caught up with what you had been doing for the better part of the day. Now that you had a trickle of an income and a location you needed some dumb muscle to add numbers to your operation. One, because you couldn’t be everywhere at once, and two, the more you had working for you was less working for someone else. Sagara had stated that you had without a doubt attracted the attention of the Guild and they were going to come knocking.“So what are my options?” you asked.“Well you could always pick up dregs from Skill-Out,” Sagara started, “I’m also pretty sure that your girlfriend might know some people. Pricey though.”Recruit from,>Skill-Out>Asuka’s contacts
>>43107974>Skill-OutI always wanted some minions
>>43107974>>Skill-OutLets try saving some dough here.
Rolled 2 (1d2)Damnit I need to stop pre-writing.1. Skill-Out2. Asuka's
There was no point in scraping the bottom of the barrel just yet. Besides, if you could get this written off as a work expense then all the better. You left with Asuka in your arm to negotiate. Somehow, you weren’t surprised to find Asuka’s contacts were involved in pit fighting. That she was also at the top of the heap in terms of ownership and management was another thing though. You supposed that Kyouko didn’t always have need of an enforcer. A burly bouncer greeted her at the door with as much respect as he could,“Your Grace, it has been a while. We weren’t told you were coming so we don’t have anyone prepared.”“Save it Bugsy, I am here to discuss business not pleasure,” she cut him off, “At least not yet. Do not make me change my mind just yet.”The bouncer eyed you once or twice before letting you through in to the ruined construction yard. Girders and I-beams were lashed haphazardly together to form some sort of arena while the spectators cheered the fighters on. The crowd parted before Asuka as she made to a smaller shack which you supposed was where the whole place was managed. Asuka opened the door without pre-amble.“For the last time, I ain’t interested in your offer. The Dictator and I have an agreement, take it up with her.”“I suppose we do,” Asuka once again cut in, “Don’t we Kayaba?”“Your Grace,” the man inside sputtered.“Problems with the Guild?” she asked and he nodded, “Then rejoice, I have found a solution.”K ayaba gave you a look and snorted. Unsaid were the words, ‘he don’t look like much,’ though he didn’t immediately dismiss you.“They keep trying to take a bigger cut every time they come by,” he explained, “Not that it’s a matter of money nowadays. With the Slumlord gone they think they can just take whatever they want.”“A matter of respect then,” Asuka concluded, “Are they buying off our people?”“Compared to us, they’re made of money and our guys would eat shit for a place to stay and easy work.”[1/2]
>>43108909You pondered the problem and concluded that the best course of action was to,>Provide for the fighters first and foremost>Make sure the Guild respects boundaries>Other (write-in)
>>43108942>Provide for the FightersGood news, we have an empty whorehouse and apartments and a running, not-quite-government funded "Volunteer Program."
>>43108942>Provide for the fighters first and foremost
“Then it is most fortunate that I have recently come in to possession of a place of residence and a means of employment,” Asuka spoke, “Isn’t that right dear?”You traded a glance with her, trying hard to not betray any emotion.“Of course,” was your answer.Leave it to Asuka to appropriate what was yours even if it did serve your own ends. As is, the terms were rather generous. When they weren’t needed, the regulars would pay for their stay by being guards on your property. You probably didn’t compare to what the Guild could provide but the reputation of the Dictator had weight.The time is now past sundown, the weather is dampening, and the date remains unchanged.“So, that’s a good dozen or so working for us,” you summarised for the boys.“That should be enough for the time being,” Sagara said, “Though I don’t think they’ll keep quiet for long.”“Of course they will not, especially when I have tied myself to our enterprising Kyril here,” Asuka gestured, “They will be gunning for you dear and I hope to be present when they do. Otherwise I might have words with their representatives myself.”No one in the room doubted that she would have more than just words.“Speaking of which, guns,” Kyousuke added, “We have a place to keep, repair, and make more ammunition for them right here.”You weren’t sure you trusted your new hires with firearms just yet. It was a thought you voiced aloud.“Sooner or later we’re going to need a kind word and a gun, than just kind word,” he continued, “You’re going to have to trust someone with them.”“Not to mention you have more guns than you do fingers and toes,” Sagara pointed out, “Third Echelon could always use some more equipment.”“Surely you are not suggesting Kyril outfit a private security company in exchange for their services,” Asuka put in.“It’s getting late,” you finally said, “I’ll>”Equip the guards with pistols”>”Talk to Third Echelon about it”>”Table this for now”>”Report to Nayuta first”
>>43110077>”Report to Nayuta first”
>>43110077>”Equip the guards with pistols”
>>43110077>”Talk to Third Echelon about it”
>>43110077>"Report to Nayuta first."But let's make sure that we can arm them in a heartbeat. Last thing we want is for our guys to be unarmed when shit hits the fan.
The time is now morning, the weather is slightly damp, and the date is now January 24.“If I hadn’t given you the job myself then I would have suspected that you were going full African Lord of War here nii-chan.”“Isn’t the proper term warlord?”“Thank you but I prefer it my way,” she continued without missing a beat, “I do appreciate that you didn’t jump straight to killing them all and letting God sort them out though”“VERDICT is a blunt instrument of destruction, Kyril Torikov is a much more subtle scalpel,” you smiled.Nayuta didn’t look like she believed you, nor the comparison you just made.“As long as you aren’t stealing the weapons from the City’s armouries then it shouldn’t be a problem. While you’re at it, do me a favour and find Etzali for me nii-chan. He’s gone missing long enough.”“You mean he’s never contacted you since?”“Not a peep.”Considering his assignment had to be finding and plugging illegal entrances/exits in to the City, if he had flown the coop then there was little you could do about it. With your tenuous grip on his loyalty, this was a potential disaster in the making. You had been the one to try and use him to your ends after all.“I’ll keep an eye out for him,” you finally said.Your day was mostly empty and Sagara had suggested that you take a step back from your operation in School District 10. It was to see how well your little business would hold up when no one thought you were looking. After all, there was no point in micromanaging every little detail. You wouldn’t always have the time for it anyway. Just as you were done chatting with Nayuta and stepped out in to the light drizzle that fell on the City you received a call.It was from,>An ‘employee’, the Guild had come calling>A friend, how did Dinah get your number anyway?>Etzali, so the bastard finally popped up
>>43110824>Etzali, so the bastard finally popped up
I wonder what whacky hijinks Etzy has been up to?He is the Kramer of Judgment Branch Office 49
>>43110824>>A friend, how did Dinah get your number anyway?
Speak of Cao Cao, you inwardly thought. What were the chances of Etzali contacting you just as you were leaving Nayuta’s office after he had been missing for a few days? Suspicious was what it was.“This had better be good,” you answered.“We have a problem.”He was a master of understatement. Instead of calling him out on it you just told him to get to the point.“Alright, so you remember that necromancer last week?” you did, “I’m not sure who secured that crime scene but that’s my only clue on how this started.”“If it’s another zombie outbreak just say so,” you requested.“No but someone’s definitely been reanimating corpses in School District 10, like some kind of bootleg necromancer. I’d ask our mutual friend for a favour but then I remembered he went missing and if you can’t find him then I doubt anyone can.”There was no need tell him that Touma was on his own little quest to broker world peace.“How deep in are you?” you asked.“What?”“How deep in shit are you?” you repeated the question, “Depending on your answer I may have to go to Nayuta for this.”“Why do you make it sound like I’m afraid of her or something? No don’t answer that, I just need a little help to clean this up.”Somehow you doubted that he was being completely truthful. You scoured your mind for memories. It was a prison break, and you had stopped the culprit with a solid 5.56 NATO in the noggin or two. After that you had left immediately.“So, either it was forensics or the Code M had an accomplice is what you’re saying.”“Uh, yeah,” he returned nervously, “let’s go with that, I could really use some help.”>”I’ll pass along your request to Nayuta.”>”This is the sound of me giving a fuck, ‘…’.”>”Alright, where are you?”
>>43111723>”Alright, where are you?”a shapeshifting spy would be useful as fuck in this political powerstruggle
>>43111723>”Alright, where are you?”
>>43111723>”I’ll pass along your request to Nayuta.”
What we will name this gang of our's this time?
Etzali rattled off an address before he added,“And bring the car.”“Why?”“Zombies don’t get tired.”You rolled your eyes inside your helmet. Hopefully you didn’t have to chase anything on foot. It was only a five minute drive since speed limits were more of a suggestion to VERDICT. The destination was a warehouse. Just as you arrived, you could see a figure climb out on to the roof and leap away. Their body was cloaked in yellow. You got out, hearing another crash. A body went flying out through the room, landing near you with a dull thud. Etzali followed, this time through a side entrance.“Good timing,” he smiled.“You missed one,” you merely pointed out.“I let it go,” he continued unflustered, “Despite what you may think, not all zombies are mindless. It all depends on how the dead are brought back.”“Spare me the details and tell me where it’s headed.”You got back in to the car, as did Etzali.“Nice ride, though I have to ask whether I should be worried that it’s been enchanted to take a lot of punishment.”You had a feeling he was making fun of you. Still you followed his directions. It was when he led you to the Slumlord’s old place and you current base that you eyed him suspiciously.“What?” he asked.You didn’t know how to break it to him just yet. Etzali continued,“Apparently a new landlord just moved in. Don’t tell me you’re scared of some two-bit ganger.”He was fucking with you wasn’t he? There was no way this was a coincidence. First he goes AWOL and while you’re occupied a little zombie problem pops up. That he led you back here means he must have been playing at something but you couldn’t tell what. Etzali used to run a gang of his own and having the pulse of the district was par for the course. You could be wrong about all this though but was it worth it to trust him?>”What are you playing at?”>”Clean up your own mess.”>”You owe me for this, big time.”>Other response? (write-in)
>>43112582>”What are you playing at?”
>>43112582>”You owe me for this, big time.”
“What are you playing at really?”“I don’t follow,” was his reply.It was evasive. Your searched his person for Code M implements. There was his usual knife, and now there was a small square sitting in his back pocket.“What about that small card in your back pocket, when were you going to tell me about that?”He didn’t panic but he did seem surprised you found it. Reaching for it, he showed it to you.“It’s not that important,” he casually stated, “It was just the magic circle that was responsible for our bootleg necromancer to run wild.”“You’ve taken care of him.”“Yep.”He didn’t seem to be lying as best as you could tell.“We’re burning it when we’re done, and you owe me for this big time.”If he was surprised then he didn’t show it when you revealed that this was a part of your new assignment, and one that he was jeopardising. Then the two of you got out to physically search the building. The one thing that was going right was that the ‘guard’ at the door actually doing his job and challenging you. It wasn’t going to stop you though.“Private property, piss off.”“Call your boss, we’re looking for someone.”Unsurprisingly it connected to your helmet. Stupidly ridiculous but that was how things worked. You had to be thankful for the helmet. It both masked your face and your voice, the latter affected with a metallic and artificial timbre. The ensuing search was as laborious as it was a mere formality at this point. Etzali quickly and literally worked his magic to bring the walking corpse to rest. The rest of the day was simply bookkeeping.[1/2]
>>43113465The time is now evening, the weather is still rainy, and the date remains unchanged.Your actions that morning brought forth a concern later that day when you came back in your civilian alter ego.“You’re not going to sell any of us out are you boss?”It was a fair question given that you had let VERDICT walk in and do as he pleased. You had a perfectly valid answer to that question.>”I don’t pay you to ask questions, just do as you’re told.”>Other (write-in)
>>43113500Nope. I just didn't want to provoke the city into taking interest in our business by refusing.
>>43113500>Other (write-in)We kick VERDICT's ass, the City gets pissed at us and we potentially bring heat into the Strange and nobody's happy.We play nice and they might think they have a friend in the Strange. A friend they can give gifts to.
You don't kick a Hornet's nest, you burn it.
>>43113500>"Quite the opposite. For our cooperation in putting District 10 back in order, I'm working on a deal that involves us never seeing the inside of a jail cell or the wrong side of a firing squad."
I remember when anons would try to come up with ways to hurt Accelerator ....
In the end you decided it was better to emphasise the benefits of staying on the City’s good side. It was better than simply scaring them with the facts about VERDICT. You didn’t want them thinking you were scared of yourself.“Of course I won’t, doesn’t mean it’s good business sense to play nice with City. If you want to try fighting VERDICT be my guest. Assuming you win, you’ll be bringing in the heat and then nobody wins.”“So we just play nice with them whenever he comes around?”“Yes, play nice, don’t make a fuss and we’ll never see the inside of a jail cell as long as I’m here. If we’re lucky we might just be that kind of friend the City gives ‘gifts’ to. That good enough for you?”“Yeah, good enough for me boss.”“Good, because tomorrow we’re meeting with the Guild and we need to make sure they understand that this part of town ain’t theirs.”Sagara had informed you that they were going to make their move and you were planning to be available to deal with whatever scheme or offer they were going to send.“You know to use a gun right?”That and you had to arm your guards.“Of course.”You seriously doubted that the assembly understood the basic concepts of gun safety. Not that you were one to talk since you cheated with CADRE. Ammo was limited for now since you didn’t have the resources or the expertise to operate the gun shop next door. That and it was up to them to find the right rounds for their old, used, and undoubtedly stolen Glocks that you armed them with.You weren’t going to be alone tomorrow of course. There was no telling who the Guild was going to be sending tomorrow. For the meeting you were going to call on,>Sagara>Asuka>Kyousuke>All of the above>Other (write-in)
>>43114601>All of the above
>>43114601>Asukastrongest foot forward
The time is lunch, the weather is wet, and the date is now January 25.All four of you made up the new management. Kyousuke counted coins, Asuka was the heavy lifter, Sagara was your right hand, and you were in charge of everything. Thus it made sense to you to have everyone present. You tried to affect a relaxed air but even some of your guys could tell that something was going down today. The Guild’s representative turned out to be a girl. No one had actually seen her arrive though so you suspected they had a teleporter on hand, if the rep was a teleporter herself. Your smalltalk died as the whole room tensed, each of your friends evaluating the arrival quietly.“Yo,” she greeted casually.You raised an eyebrow.“Ah, right, I’m just a messenger from the Guild.”You remained silent. Seeing as you hadn’t shot her yet, she continued,“They’re asking you pay a certain Kuro for damages caused to his business. Here’s the bill.”She produced a piece of paper from one of her pockets. You simply floated it over to you. The display didn’t even raise an eyebrow. Apparently they were asking for a seven figure sum.“Also they’re also willing to offer their protection for a nominal fee as well. Here’s how much they want for that.”Another piece of paper came your way. Instead of a number, “HALF”, was messily scrawled on it.“Is this some sort of joke?” Asuka was the first of you four to break the silence.The rep’s eyes finally fell on Asuka for more than a cursory glance. A small sneer started to form before she brought it back to neutral indifference.“I’m just the messenger,” she shrugged.“We are going to refuse them are we not?” Asuka spoke to you now.>Send your reply to the Guild (write-in)
>>43115494You should be more careful about who you try to extort
>>43115494write pic down on a piece of paper"Here's my counter proposal. please give that to you employer posthaste."
>>43115494>Crush her skull with your mind.
>>43115684>killing the messengernot cool anon.
>>43115700>implying she isn't also the assassin in the event we refuseStep up your efficiency game, anon.
>>43115643Something like this?
You know, this bitch probably never got her shit rekt since Accel never got brain damaged.
>>43116373I guess we'll just have to do it
Asuka got off the desk as you wrote your equally eloquent reply to their offer. The boys hadn’t moved though, but they too knew you were going to refuse. Once again a piece of paper floated eerily along the air. She opened it up to read and actually smirked. Then she pocketed and disappeared. Teleportation was definitely in play. She reappeared, this time with a box.“Either way, they need to take out the competition so no hard feelings right?”She kicked the box forward, before it teleported a short distance from Asuka. Your girlfriend didn’t miss a beat, slicing through it swiftly with the Dean. Metal rang on metal as the contents spilled out on to the floors around you. Sagara was quicker on the draw than Kyousuke but just the same, both of their guns disappeared and appeared before the messenger-turned-assassin.“Accelerate.”That drew a flinch from the teleporter bitch before Asuka lunged. She moved fast, but not fast enough since your girlfriend simply vanished in a wink. Another two sent Sagara and Kyousuke from the room as well. She had isolated you purposefully. Perhaps she was supposed to make a point. Littered on your desk was part of the contents of the box. It was an iron needle. With a wink it disappeared and reappeared in your shoulder right behind your collar bone. You grunted once as the pain registered.The metal object in your shoulder stung like a bitch as you got up. Your limiter was already off and before she could start turning you in to a pinprick you smashed her in to the ground. The floor shook as the full force of your power bore down on it. As for the teleporter, she had reappeared right behind you with a handful of nails. You didn’t even need to see her to sweep her off her feet again, hoping to blast her straight through the wall. All it did was earn you haphazard pinpricks down your back. You think she was trying to target your spine. She must have miscalculated since you were wearing body armour.[1/2]
>>43116898You had never fought a teleporter before though but several things were clear from the brief clash. She teleported again, breathing harder as she reappeared before you. You wondered if she needed line of sight to stick you full of needles. While you could just keep slapping her around, you were simply trading blow for blow. It was inefficient and if she got serious she would simple teleport something in your brain. For now you picked up everything in the room with a crude application of your Ability. First things first, you had to,>Deny her more ammunition>Deny her space to teleport to>Other plan? (write-in)
>>43116931>Deny her space to teleport to
>>43116931>Deny her space to teleport toIf the entire room is a blender she's fucked. Alternatively, teleporters have a harder time doing their thing the more you hurt them. If we can manage to torque one of her arms that would be real good. Or steal her stupid flashlight thing.
>>43116931>Other plan? (write-in)Extreme titty twister.
>>43116931remove her top
>>43117081>>43117171what the fuck guys?
>>43117620>not distracting your opponentI bet you've never even heard of the magehand job
>>43117620I wanted to fuck with her ability to teleport things. Denying open space makes her wary of teleporting herself and getting rid of ammo makes her work harder to attack us, but hurting her directly accomplishes both at once. Getting your tits spun around hurts like a motherfucker. I ain't aiming for sexy, I'm aiming for her chest having 2 raw craters in it.
You were isolated. This was a good and a bad thing. On one hand you had to hope that Asuka would be back soon because if it wasn’t for your Ability then the teleporter bitch would be literally untouchable. Even then you weren’t much better off. That said you didn’t have to worry about collateral with an empty room. Without the limiter, your Ability was only contained by the amount of conscious control you diverted to it. You had gotten better at it. Now though, you simply let go. Your Ability simply picked up where you left off.Objects within the room orbited around you faster and faster, easily reaching lethal velocities due to their nature. Nothing was spared as your Ability simply grabbed everything in the room and made it a death trap. You wanted to see the little bitch try and teleport inside now. She couldn’t and as soon as she was violently picked up she chose the logical move. The bitch teleported out of the room. It took some effort but you had to lash down you Ability. She was gone for now but it didn’t seem like it was over.Episode end. Sorry, sleepy now, see you next week.https://twitter.com/BoredofDirectorTwin tails. It’s time to go on the attack. Will you disband the guild? When writefag and /tg/ meet, the story begins.
>>43117800Nighty night, thanks for the thread.
>>43117800thanks for running, catch some Zs
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