>>765507

"She knows Mrs smile?" the other one asks, still keeping his rifle trained on me....hmm, he switched to old style bullets, clever those are a bit harder to manipulate "Aren't they aren't they on"

"No no, she just likes making thing, the good guys just try and make sure she makes more things for them" the first one says cheerfuly "ain't that right sparky"

"Of course!" I say happily, clenching my hands into fists "Invention is its own reward after all, doesn't matter where said inventions go, does it?"

I cringe inside, feeling sick at the thought of that. It does matter, some people don't understand the beauty of them, or will break them,or other wise abuse the poor things.

"See?" He says pointing at me with his thumb

"Wasn't she under house arrest after all?" the other asks

Crap, okay, need to come up with an excuse to throw them off or this plan is shutting down before it can start up.

What do I say?
[] Do you really care if I am? I'm bored, come on give me some machines already
[] Stop. pointing. that. at. me
[]Oh, got out early for good behaviors
[] You act like I can't just break any collar they put on me
[] Puh, lost my nullifiers, so I think I'm free to go
[] Well No, I was never under house arrest,
[]Well you see..HEY any projects I can help with?come on I'm bored
[]actually, I'm looking for an...assistant of sorts, one Marcus Velich...is he around today
[] *Random strings of mechanical, technological, and mathmatical gibberish as I walk over to the elevator and walk inside* And that's why I need to be here, RIGHT NOW...er you two might want to retreat to a minimum distance of.....two miles, at least
[] Mrs Smiles called me, so I came
[]<Spend ultra points>
[] write in

Also, any suggestions for scheduling? also still need to write that lewd bin don't I?

>>765514
>[] *Random strings of mechanical, technological, and mathmatical gibberish as I walk over to the elevator and walk inside* And that's why I need to be here, RIGHT NOW...er you two might want to retreat to a minimum distance of.....two miles, at least

>>765514
>[] *Random strings of mechanical, technological, and mathmatical gibberish as I walk over to the elevator and walk inside* And that's why I need to be here, RIGHT NOW...er you two might want to retreat to a minimum distance of.....two miles, at least

>>765514
>[] You act like I can't just break any collar they put on me
>[] Stop. pointing. that. at. me
>[] *Random strings of mechanical, technological, and mathmatical gibberish as I walk over to the elevator and walk inside* And that's why I need to be here, RIGHT NOW...er you two might want to retreat to a minimum distance of.....two miles, at least
>also still need to write that lewd bin don't I?

You do, but take your time and only post it when you're happy with it.

>>765545
Secondings this, hard to vote normally on my phone...

>>765514
>[] You act like I can't just break any collar they put on me
>[] Stop. pointing. that. at. me
>[] *Random strings of mechanical, technological, and mathmatical gibberish as I walk over to the elevator and walk inside* And that's why I need to be here, RIGHT NOW...er you two might want to retreat to a minimum distance of.....two miles, at least

>>765514
>[]Oh, got out early for good behaviors
>[] You act like I can't just break any collar they put on me
>[] *Random strings of mechanical, technological, and mathmatical gibberish as I walk over to the elevator and walk inside* And that's why I need to be here, RIGHT NOW...er you two might want to retreat to a minimum distance of.....two miles, at least

"Oh you act like I can't just break any collar they put on me" I say cheerfully, making the polite one laugh as the other one rubs his neck and slowly nods, taking his rifle away from my head "NOW, as for the reasons of my visit! Nearly forgot!"

Well, judging from how they're acting and their general body language, they don't seem too intelligent, especially if they needed to use a database to recognize someone at least one of them seems to know. I mean, they don't seem too far below the average intellect, but they'll still be easy enough to trick if I use complicated and obscure phrases.

"Well" I say adjusting the goggles over my eyes carefully, walking past them as they look down at me, their armor hissing as they move to keep an eye on me "I observed a rather volatile glitch in this buildings various systems, a really critical concentric contraption that will require precise procedures, and percussive maintenance and forceful application of dividends, endothermic therapy lest the entropic forces polluting its forest of subsystems and the erosions of its modular data centers multiply and rework the various equations thus rendering all the cryogenic fail safes and the electronic back ups to become null, which would make the overwhelming energy contained Electron storage force itself out at velocities unheard of in modern science, unless suitably contained and repaired, the results would be the utter destruction of all matter within a circumference of....around a mile point seventy five"

"And that's why I need to be here, RIGHT NOW" I shout as I turn to face them, resting my back on the elevator doors

they stare at me in confusion as I frown gravely, the calm one pulling on his suits collar uneasily as I stare up at him looking as serious as possible

"What does all of that mean?" the other one asks "I don't think I understand any of that"

"Ur, yeah, that's all just babble to me, do we need to evacuate?" the nice one asks, grabbing his radio catiously

"Oh no no no, I should have the problem solved and all equations divided and solved before anything too dangerous happens" I laugh cheerfully before I rub my chin and sgh "Er you two might want to retreat to a minimum distant of ....two miles, at least, as the pulsing static will expand several yards at the best estimates if I fail my task"

They stare at each other and run through the door, shattering it as I press the elevator button behind me
.

"hehe, too easy, none of that even meant anything" I cackle to myself as I look at the various buttons on the wall, as a soft music begins to play
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BTsG60BtFyQ
-

Hm hm, where do I go?
-
Machine empath
-
Wait a moment, there's a hidden panel here...unamed as well, on a floor directly under the ceo's office...how curious.

-
Which floor do I go?
[] prototype show flow
[] research and development
[] production workshop
[] Armory
[]Supplies/ storage
[] Offices
[] Ceo's office
[] Secret floor

>>765713
>[] Secret floor

>>765713
>[] Secret floor
Mystery box!

>>765713
>[] Secret floor

>>765713
>[] Secret floor

While the armory and prototype floor will have a lot of stuff we might need, mystery calls.

>>765713
>[] research and development
I'll pass on the not really interesting secret floor.

Well, it was hidden with a small button hidden along under the raining, in a corner that would require wrenching the side of it off, or using a very special tool if I didn't have my abilities. Hmm, how curious, this is so very interesting, why would anyone need to keep an entire floor hidden? it just seems a little silly to me.

Which means I have to investigate further! I just can't leave this alone, besides I have free reign in this building right now, I can always just leave and go to a different floor if it turns out to be nothing at all. Then again it could be the server room or even the power grid, and if I can get my hands on those...Well then I won't have to worry about getting trapped somewhere because they found me out.

Well there's really no reason not to...right? I press the button and step away from the panel, humming along with the tune as I tap my foot on the ground, and then rock back and forth as I wait, watching the number slowly shoot up as the elevator begins its accession.

Eventually it stops, and the door opens up, to another door...Hmm, finger print analyzer, blood tester, facial recognition, and life sign detector. all lined up in a row, shiny brightly and freshly like they're new or barely used

And no override at all....Now this is a challenge!

What do I do?
[] Just burn out the systems 1d20+ control
[] Trick the systems 1d20+int
[] Connect to them, and slowly work my way through security 1d20+control
[] Just phase through the door
[] Absorb the systems, ripping them from the door
[] sigh and go to another floor
[] write in

Rolled 13 + 7 (1d20 + 7)

>>765811
>[] Trick the systems 1d20+int
oh boy

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>765811
>[] Trick the systems 1d20+int

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>765811
>[] Trick the systems 1d20+int

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>765811
>[] Trick the systems 1d20+int

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>765811
>[] sigh and go to another floor
Nope, still not tempted by the mystery. Rolling anyways.

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>765811
>[] Trick the systems 1d20+int
flirt like mad!

>>765811
>[] Trick the systems 1d20+int

>>765514
>Work on lewd bin
Yes, though updating those stat pages to add Lifa and Maya are probably a higher priority. Even if I want the new bin and that possible Fallen Angel awakening bin.

I will wait though, and just come up with future ideas. Have a good Iris POV one that will have to wait until Mali has the right stuff for it. But for now, back to our regularily scheduled quest

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FkDFKMs35vs
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And one worthy of my skills, these things are hooked up to alarms on this entire level. Not to mention its power grid is also entirely serparate from the rest of the building from what I can see. It couldn't even be detected from someone peering through energy records...how clever.

Almost as clever as these alert systems, one bit of data off and they'll notify the alarm faster than you can blink.

Hmm, truly a challenge. I pull my goggles up and roll up my coat's sleeves, before I get to work.

Ducking to the side of the various analyzers, as they'll go off one after another, I get to work
-
18+7= 25= Success
-

Alright, lets do this. It has no systems to detect presences under the panels, only when its been removed entirely and wires have been frayed or otherwise tampered with, but merging them without damaging them with get around that.

I move my ghostly fingers around, see sparks fly off of them as I start merging the various wires away from the alarm, and towards the configuration that will make the usual running energy trigger its unlocking mechanism.

[purple] *Ding* "Print recognized, welcome Diane Smiles [/purple]

Great, I stop myself from cackling as the needle and small cup of blood extend themselves....hmm, there's dna tester integrated in it, all I need to do is send the right code through it...which means I need to look through the data holding the allowed signatures.

Hmm...Moriarty...no that will raise alarms if I mix and match...Oh here's Diane Smiles. Only two people allowed on this floor? Oh every little thing I'm learning in here is making me want to get in more.

[purple] "Second stage confirmed [/purple]

The facial scanner starts, whirring as it glows and sends out a row of lasers.

I press my finger through the camera through the side, and remove the various wires keeping it working, without disrupting them at all. And then I dig into the archives of taken pictures. Well I'm guessing Diane isn't the one with the greying beard and scary face...Okay well she's pretty scary looking herself, those eyes look so...dangerous, even more than my little sister's.

I shudder and pic one of her pictures at random, so the system doesn't realize it has a repeat as quickly

There's a moment of pause. I holding my breath as the machine whirs and then

[purple] "third stage confirmed [/purple]

And now for the hardest part
cont

>>765879
Yeah I need to do those to. I'll try and see if I have time before tuesday

>>765963
An arm brace comes out of the wall, covered in small needles and various plug ins with sensor of then ends, marked clearly with the various parts of the body they're meant to be stuck to.

Alright, if I touch one of those, all of this will reset, and the alarms will go off. I need to make sure the heart beat, blood pressure, body temperature, and imperfections in Diane Smile's body are exact, or it will close the system to me.

I crack my hands, and hold them up as my veins glow purple, glowing like overworked circuitry.

and I need to do it all at once

Alright, lets to do this. Ripping open the logs, I see rows of data with the various parameters hidden inside....Hmm no no, all of these are too perfect. No discrepancies, they're all too exact. Almost like they were built up for perfect inefficiencies. Cloned or robotic organs, replacements of old obsolete ones. And all of them are like this, except for the brain patterns, which are...calm.

I smirk as I find one that doesn't fit from two months ago. All of the signs are imperfect, still healthy, but not as unnatural as most of these. Wonder why this one is so far back, and all the others are on a daily basis.

"Finale stage comfirmed, welcome Mrs Smiles" it says, making a resounding dig as the cold metal door slides open. I bite my lip in anticipation as the door opens to ah

an apartment hallway? I tilt my head. Its pristine, with wall paper covered in little flowers.

There are five doors, two on either side of the hall, and one at the end.

I step out slowly, into the warm, heated room. I glance around slowly Hmm...there's a few more rooms connected to these ones...some kind of luxury sweet?

What do I do?
[] leave, and head to a different level
[] Go into the room marked Gym/ living room *connected to the rest of the floor*
[] Enter the gaming room
[] Investigate the kitchen
[] Check out the library
[] head straight for the last door marked *bedroom*
[] write in


>>765963
Dammit, still having trouble with those color tags, fuck.

>>766040
>[] Check out the library
books!

>>766040
>[] Enter the gaming room

I don't know if this is the worst possible outcome or the best.

>>766040
>[] Check out the library

>>766040
>[] Check out the library
>[] Investigate the kitchen
And since this is still available
>[] leave, and head to a different level

>>766040
>[] Enter the gaming room

>>766040
>Check out the library
not going to lie, if this turns out to be nothing more then smiles penthouse or home away from home, I'm going to feel a bit gypped.

Well of course the library is the only thing that interests me. Doesn't seem like anyone is home right now. I don't hear anybody, and no one came to check when I hacked my way through the door. I smile as I walk down the hallway and stop at the first door on the right, and carefully open it up, checking for any more alarms with a quick wave of my hand. Nope, just plain metal, reinforced heavily of course but other than that it is just a standard door.

Kind of disapointed really. I push the door open casually and walk into a windowless room. the lights are lined into the ceiling, thus making them nearly impossible to rip out, and the vents heating it are too small for even a rat to fit in, but are numerous enough to do the work of a properly size one.

Hmm. I put my hands in my pockets as I look around the room quickly. its lined with rows of text books, studies and stuff like that.All very professional, books meant to teach from a pre school level all the way to college. Little coloring books and scientific essays. There's a table in the middle of the room, with a few comics laying ontop of it, and cup of chicken noddle soup on it.

I run my hand over the table. Its all...twisted, like some force pushes against it, but some how didn't break it.

Hmm,interesting, very interesting. All these books would give someone a passing knowledge in biology and most other sciences at least. Maybe even more...some of these are pretty advanced as well.

"Studies on Ultra and how it could be used to better society, By Adam Atom"

He wrote a book? Honestly, I didn't know he even liked reading anything besides comics.

Impressive.

What do I do?
[] take a few of the rarer and more advanced books books
[] Search the room a bit more thoroughly 1d20+int
[] try to figure out what happened to the table
[] go to another room or leave the floor
[]Look for any records of the company itself
[]Wait a moment....Something just turned on 1d20+control *machine empathy*
[] write in

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>766207
>[]Wait a moment....Something just turned on 1d20+control *machine empathy*

Rolled 12 + 7 (1d20 + 7)

>>766207
>[] take a few of the rarer and more advanced books books
>[] Search the room a bit more thoroughly 1d20+int

>>766207
>[]Wait a moment....Something just turned on 1d20+control *machine empathy*

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>766207
>[] Search the room a bit more thoroughly 1d20+int
>]Wait a moment....Something just turned on 1d20+control *machine empathy*

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>766207
>[]Wait a moment....Something just turned on 1d20+control *machine empathy*

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>766207
>[]Wait a moment....Something just turned on 1d20+control *machine empathy*
>[] try to figure out what happened to the table

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>766207
>[] take a few of the rarer and more advanced books books
>[] Search the room a bit more thoroughly 1d20+int
>[] try to figure out what happened to the table


>and cup of chicken noodle soup on it.
uh, is the soup still warm? Because if so we might have a problem.

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>766207
>[] take a few of the rarer and more advanced books books
>[] Search the room a bit more thoroughly 1d20+int
>[] try to figure out what happened to the table

>>766207
also quick question. since we ate a camera at one point can we use that to "film" those rare books and then read them later without needing to take the real thing. Rather not let people know we were in here is all.

I set the book down, since Adam with a hopeful smile is actually a little unnerving consider his usual expression is one of soul crushing despair.

Hmm, maybe this Diane smiles just likes living where she works. It would be a bit of a hassle getting up and down this building every day, so staying a floor away from your work wouldn't be too strange would it?

Hmm still I can't help but feel like this place is still hiding something. I sit down in the middle of it, trying to spot anything out of place.
-
17+7= 24= success
-

Oh, cameras. They're filming, but not livestreaming. which is smart, that'd make them easier to hack. With a quick snap of my fingers, I make them delete their storage for today and turn them off as I stand up and...wait a second. What's with this carpet...it feels weird.

I lower myself down and place my head on the carpet, closing my other eye as I look at it a little more closely.

The carpet is wrong, something has turned parts of it into other materials, barely noticeable but...they're impossible. Copper wire that's as soft as silk, what feels like a bit of glass that has some how been twisted and spun into yarn. I run my hand over the floor slowly, inspecting every bit of it as I crawl around. Its like piece of trash fused and became the rug. And if I didn't look closely I wouldn't even notice it. Hell there's a phone melted into the floor...but still fully functional.

this is all...very out of the ordinary. I stand up, feeling uneasy now, like I'm being watch by something unknown and dangerous.

I walk over to the table, and look at the soup. its cold, and has to have been sitting here for a day or more...So someone was here not long ago and....Wait a second.This part of the table is more messed up than the rest.

I hold my hand up, watching it turn into a ghostly stream of sparks and data, as I reach into anomaly in the table, and pull out a book that looks a bit like a comic.

"Heroes and villaness revealed?" I say tilting my head "X X X?"

What's this. It feels odd, kind of plasticy, and has a weird cover.
-
17+2= 19
-

I turn my head, as I sense something turning on....lights. someone is checking the rooms, one by one. The lights in the kitchen turn off, and the one next to it turns on, and goes off.

Oh dear...this is a little, unexpected. Why is someone here.

What do I do?
[] see what this weird book is first
[] Put on my costume to use the inbuilt visor to "film" a few of these books
[]Phase into the gaming room when the searcher leaves it
[] try to run for the elevator
[]OH maybe they know something about sawblade
[] trying to lead them away from me for a few seconds at least *which power do you use* 1d20+control
[] *Static*
[]write in

>>766321
Didn't you turn those cameras into your visor? I guess it could still have that function, if you want to do that

>>766388
>[]OH maybe they know something about sawblade
>[] see what this weird book is first
Use it's contents to blackmail this someone.

>>766388
>[] Put on my costume to use the inbuilt visor to "film" a few of these books
>[]Phase into the gaming room when the searcher leaves it

>>766388
>[] see what this weird book is first
>[] Put on my costume to use the inbuilt visor to "film" a few of these books

>>766388
>[] see what this weird book is first
>[] Put on my costume to use the inbuilt visor to "film" a few of these books
>[]Phase into the gaming room when the searcher leaves it

>>766388
>Phase into the gaming room when the searcher leaves it


>Didn't you turn those cameras into your visor? I guess it could still have that function, if you want to do that
Just seeing if we can or not really.

>>766388
>[] Put on my costume to use the inbuilt visor to "film" a few of these books
>[]Phase into the gaming room when the searcher leaves it

>>766388
>[]Phase into the gaming room when the searcher leaves it
>[] see what this weird book is

>>766388
>[] see what this weird book is first
>[] Put on my costume to use the inbuilt visor to "film" a few of these books
>[]Phase into the gaming room when the searcher leaves it

What is this? I don't understand it. It looks like it's infected with malware with how many words and adds are on the front cover.

"Crystalline shows all"
"Ultra relationship "tips"
"latest in innovation"
"Stars of the hit "Modern Heroes" love life revealed"

What does any of this mean? it doesn't make any sense its just seems so...weird? I frown and flip open the book, scrunching my nose.

"Uuuuuh?" I say tilting my head as my face heats up, and my blood begins to flow faster as my heart gets excited for some reason, I ...uh what is this?

"Why aren't they wearing anything?" I ask myself I look at the book again, feeling a little dirty for some reason.

Okay this is making me feel strange, maybe it actually has malware...Well I don't trust it now. I set it down and shake my head, as I hear the door across the way begin to creak open.

Alright, if I don't move fast I'm going to be trapped in here, with whoever that is. So I need to get out of here

I pause as I reach the door, and stare at all of the books laying out on the table. I bite my lip. I can't just leave all of that knowledge, some of that stuff is really rare or advanced. I could lean so much with them

"Good thing I didn't remove the record feature from the visor" I say as I pull the bulging red disc from one of my pockets.

I slam it on my chest, and wince as I feel my costume form, tendrils wrapping around me as they cover my clothes and take on the shape of my robe and lab coat hybrid.

The skull mask falls over my face as I rush over and grab the books. I flip through them quickly, recording every page as quickly as I can.

I grab the last book as I hear the door on the other side of the hall close. I gasp, and flip through the pages as quickly as I can and then set it down on the table.

I turn to run into the adjacent room, as I hear the door begin to open. My body begins to turn into a vaguely me shaped cloud of sparks as the lock clicks open

roll 1d20+agility *to see if you're fast enough to get out before the door opens*

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>766543

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>766543

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>766543

>>765507
I didn't need sleep anyways.

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>766543

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>766543

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>766543
we're boned

17+2=19= success!
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I break for it, not bothering to take of my costume as I sprint into the bookshelves, and through them. I phase through the walls as the door opens up. I can hear someone talking in the room I was in just a second ago, sounding a little upset to say the least. His accent is odd, like a mixture of several different ones...But I can't hear it clearly enough.

. I'm stop before I run into the room on the other side of the room, and look around.

I'm in a room, a very...very horribly messy room. I can barely stand to be inside it. There are shelves filled with different plastic cases, and outdated technology. Then there's a computer set along the other side of the wall. A very well made one, top of the line and judging from all the extra parts in it, it is custom made and

Wait. I put my hand on the edge of the tower, and cover my mouth...th..this thing has more processing and storage capacity than the chimera system that birthed me and my siblings. With this I could....I could perfect the process. I swallow, shaking my head...no..no stealing is wrong... I can't.

Besides, I can hear whoever that is searching the other rooms now...okay so he didn't see me..this buys me at least a minute or two.

What do I do?
[] Gtfo
[] Steal the computer 1d20+cont
[] Play some of the games
[] try to figure out why I felt so...weird with that odd book
[]tinker with the computer, to try and calm down a bit 1d20+int+ inventive
[] Follow the person searching the rooms *Phasing bonus*
[] Check the bedroom, to try and figure out what this place is, this is too much security for just a suite...right?
[] I need something to eat *Steal some snacks*
[] write in

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>766755
can we analyze the computer so we can try to replicate it?

>>766755
>[] Check the bedroom, to try and figure out what this place is, this is too much security for just a suite...right?

>>766778
Oh course

>>766784
now we just need to make money to buy those parts,

>[]tinker with the computer, to try and calm down a bit 1d20+int+ inventive

Rolled 3 + 7 (1d20 + 7)

>>766755
>[]tinker with the computer, to try and calm down a bit 1d20+int+ inventive
They'll be suspicious if it goes missing. Better learn how to make our own by looking at this one instead.

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>766755
>[]tinker with the computer, to try and calm down a bit

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>766755
>[] try to figure out why I felt so...weird with that odd book
>Scan the computer to attempt to replicate it
>[]tinker with the computer, to try and calm down a bit 1d20+int+ inventive

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>766755
>[] I need something to eat *Steal some snacks*
>[]tinker with the computer, to try and calm down a bit 1d20+int+ inventive
>[] Gtfo

>>766755
>try to figure out why I felt so...weird with that odd book
>[] Check the bedroom, to try and figure out what this place is, this is too much security for just a suite...right?

16+7= 23+ inventive= success
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Alright, well I could just tinker with it a bit, it'd do wonder for my nerves I know. I sigh and begin to work on it, careful not to damage as I start to go work, moving around a few wires that aren't in the proper place, moving pieces around and memorizing the parts inside of it so I can try to remake this thing later on when I'm not in danger.

But then I stop, as I realize there's nothing wrong with it. Its...very well made, everything is in order, with subsystem to take off the strain of working with such power off of the main system. The hard drive is protected by several fire wires and encryptions. Not to mention it has an inbuilt wifi connection that is more heavily guarded than the door in front of the elevator. The whole this looks like something that would be used by some government official or scientist, but its...its being used for games. this is just a gross...this is disgusting! it could accomplish so much more but its being used for this. It...It actually kind of hurts to be honest.

But worry not, I'll be able to use your specs for something much...much better than the work your being forced to complete you poor little

"MRS SMILES!" the voice from earlier bellows "I am in no mood to play hide and fuckin seek with a grown woman, stop messing around godammit!"


I cover my mouth, as static starts to pour out of my mouth as I hear a door get kicked in and..someone else shout? is someone else in here besides me and...whoever just kicked open an reinforced iron door?

What do I do?
[] try to flee
[]Peek out the door to see what's going on
[] Investigate the shout really quick
[] Quickly copy down the specs of the computer, in case I forget
[] Crawl under the couch and hide! 1d20+agility
[] Phase through the floor 1d20 + luck!
[] write in

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>766930
>[] Quickly copy down the specs of the computer, in case I forget
>[] Phase through the floor 1d20 + luck!

>>766930
>[] Quickly copy down the specs of the computer, in case I forget
>[]Peek out the door to see what's going on

>>766930
>[]Peek out the door to see what's going on
>[] Investigate the shout really quick
>[] Quickly copy down the specs of the computer, in case I forget

>>766930
>[] Investigate the shout really quick
>[] Quickly copy down the specs of the computer, in case I forget

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>766930
>[] Quickly copy down the specs of the computer, in case I forget
>[] Phase through the floor 1d20 + luck!

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>766930
>[]Peek out the door to see what's going on
>[] Investigate the shout really quick
>[] Quickly copy down the specs of the computer, in case I forget
>[] Phase through the floor 1d20 + luck!

Rolled 2 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>766930
>[] Quickly copy down the specs of the computer, in case I forget
>[] Phase through the floor 1d20 + luck!
Which floor will we end up, I wonder.

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>766930
>Quickly copy down the specs of the computer, in case I forget
>[] Phase through the floor 1d20 + luck!
gtfo

My veins glow purple as I run my hand over the computer, quickly transferring the specs and blue print of it that I've memorized into my mask.

"EINZ, ZWEI, DREI!" the man shouts again as he throws open the door to the library as I hurriedly run through the files I've just created, saved and transferred.

I sigh look over at the door for a second. Nothing happens as the screaming and sounds all stop. I don't hear any noises besides my own static thick breath.

I swallow, and rub my throat, trying to calm myself down as I slowly phase my body through the floor.

Its a bad idea, but I need to get out of here, its too dangerous and I can't leave without that guard seeing me. I just hope I don't fall on anything too important or sharp
-
Moriarty
-

I growl, glancing around the room. Where is she? she'd have come straight to the room or waited in the elevator if she was here. And the elevator is open. But there's no trace of my employer and ward's mother. And she may be a bitch, but she doesn't fuck with me like this.

I sigh and start to turn away to check the other rooms one last time.

Before I spot a magazine, laying next to the various text books. In the open.

I frown as I pick it up. She wouldn't leave something like this around. Unless she's fucking with me, now she would do something like this for kicks

Still, no reason not to be sure about it.

"Raise security level from green to yellow, be on the look out for any odd acting or looking persons, and don't let anyone in unless they're on the registry" I growl into my radio, as I stomp off to her bedroom
-

I groan, standing up from the pile of plastic bags and pillows I fell on. Guess I was lucky. I fell into a cleaning locker of some kind, or some one's hidden napping room.

Hmm...I can hear machines working outside of the door.
This has to be to the prototype floor, since it was a floor under the secret level, and I wouldn't be functioning if I fell more than a floor.

what do I do?
[] take off my costume, and act like miss sparks again
[] cause a distraction,and try to find a computer to figure out where saw blade works 1d20+int
[] Walk out, in awe of the wonders around me
[]Phase into an air vent, just to be sure 1d20+cont
[]writein

>>767175
>[] take off my costume, and act like miss sparks again

>>767175
>[] take off my costume, and act like miss sparks again

>>767175
>[] take off my costume, and act like miss sparks again
>[] Walk out, in awe of the wonders around me

>>767175
[] take off my costume, and act like miss sparks again

>>767175
>take off my costume, and act like miss sparks again
>[] cause a distraction,and try to find a computer to figure out where saw blade works 1d20+int
time to get to work

>>767175
>[] take off my costume, and act like miss sparks again
>[] Walk out, in awe of the wonders around me

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>767210
and the dice roll I forgot to put in for I am a fool

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>767175
>[] cause a distraction,and try to find a computer to figure out where saw blade works 1d20+int
Had no idea we were looking for something.

Well either way, that was too close for comfort. And I can't really go around walking in this, even if its good for hiding my identity, it does make me stand out. Even more than I usually do. I smile happily, and place my hand on my chest, sending a feed back to make it retract into its resting form.

I smile and stuff it in my pocket as I pull my goggles down and walk out into the hallway.

I stop and look around, seeing rows of windows, showing men and women in labcoats showing finely dressed men or women different pieces of tech. Most of them are nullifiers, from the look of them. Though a few look like weapons more than anything else, or battery packs. In fact there's even a few vehicles and other such devices lying around.

I look around, and a guard looks at me suspiciously, putting a hand to his helmet.

"Ah, Miss sparks" He says calmly "Didn't know you were visiting, here to check out of some of the prototypes....also, pretty sure you aren't allowed to crawl in the vents"

"Eh?" I ask looking over at him

"Oh, well, I thought you snuck in through the vents" He says happily "why else would you be in a storage closet"

What do I say
[]No..No reason
[] wouldn't you like to know
[] Oh yes, of course the vents, sorry, I'm a little out of it today
[] you know where one, Marcus Velich works?
[]Oh, having an auction here
[] I can look at those things right?
[]...Gah, what are they doing!no no, don't touch that power supply!
[]Saaaay, you wouldn't happen to know of any...secrets around here right
[]....I don't know how I got here
[] yes yes, I'm just visiting...well See ya
[] write in

>>767379
>[] Oh yes, of course the vents, sorry, I'm a little out of it today
>[] you know where one, Marcus Velich works?

>>767379
>[]...Gah, what are they doing!no no, don't touch that power supply!

>>767379
>[] Oh yes, of course the vents, sorry, I'm a little out of it today
>[]...Gah, what are they doing!no no, don't touch that power supply!

>>767379
>[]....I don't know how I got here
>[] you know where one, Marcus Velich works?
>[]Saaaay, you wouldn't happen to know of any...secrets around here right
>look at things

>>767379
>Oh yes, of course the vents, sorry, I'm a little out of it today
>[]Oh, having an auction here
>[] I can look at those things right?
>[]...Gah, what are they doing!no no, don't touch that power supply!

"Oh yes" I say trying to sound energetic as the man looks down at me like I'm a child "of course the vents, Sorry, I'm a little out of it today"

"Oh don't worry about it, you've told me this before, you're more in-tune with machines than people" he chuckles "Still glad to see your out of house arrest, can't wait to see what kind of chaos you'll cause"

Chaos? what kind of woman is she?... I mean the kind to set up controllable turrets around her house in case anyone tries to break into it. I rub my neck, imagining what it would be like to be unable to see all the powerlines and energy running through technology. Unable to hear their voices and programs or

"Hey you okay there Sparks? don't tell me you forgot to put on that skin cream, you know what nullifiers do to people" He sighs as I shake my head

"Just sore" I mumble blunty as I look around "Say you wouldn't happen to know where one...Marcus Velich works?"

"the hero?" he asks "I mean I'm pretty sure he's in research and"

I jolt down the hall, way looking around as I feel a surge of power. Glass cracks to my right, and I turn and see a shattered plane, as a few finely dressed men and women clap their hands. As a machine cries out, struggling to keep its overpowering energy source stable. Its near overloading, I can feel the heat of it from here. It's going to exploded. And there's at least five people standing around it, and with what I'm feeling, I know its going to do more than just hurt them.

Its going to break them apart and short out every piece of tech for two floors.

My mind shifts back to the computer, as the gears in my head turn

"Hey Sparks, something wrong?!" the guard asks running to me

"Gah!" I shout as I run through the door, pushing my way past two lab coat wearing people "What are you doing!, NO NO DON'T TOUCH THAT POWER SUPPLY"

the fat man with a stain on his...oh wait that's just a mustache.

"Wuh?" he says looking confused as read lights pour out of the core

"BACK AWAY FROM THE DEVICE!" the guard shouts, raising his rifle as I run over to the power supply.

the glass holding it in begins to crack

What do I do?
[] rip it out, and try to throw it somewhere same 1d20+luck
[] Shut it down 1d20+cont *machine Empathy*
[] try to soothe it 1d20+ cont *ME*
[] Absorb and assimilate it to stop it from exploding
[] Blast it with my laser rifle 1d100
[] Get everyone out of the room!
[] write in

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>767525
>[] try to soothe it 1d20+ cont *ME*

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>767525
>[] try to soothe it 1d20+ cont *ME*

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>767525
>[] try to soothe it 1d20+ cont *ME*
>[] Get everyone out of the room!

>>767525
>[] try to soothe it 1d20+ cont *ME*
If it doesn't work
>[] Get everyone out of the room!
then
>[] Absorb and assimilate it to stop it from exploding

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>767525
>>[] try to soothe it 1d20+ cont *ME*

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>767525
>[] try to soothe it 1d20+ cont *ME*
>[] Get everyone out of the room!

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>767525
>>767560
Seconding this

>>767621
>[] Absorb and assimilate it to stop it from exploding

>>767525
>try to soothe it 1d20+ cont *ME
sing to it the song of your people... now that I think about it can Eve sing?

17+2= 19= success
-
I run my hand over to core, wincing as my hand burns. I grit my teeth and plant my hand on it, screaming.

Slouching, I grab the edges of the weird, squat looking gun. The guard reaches for my shoulder and I turn back to him, feeling my eyes glow blue as my veins burn as brightly as the power source

"GET EVERYONE OUT OF THIS ROOM!" I shout loudly, because of how much this hurts.

He nods, pulling his hand away as he starts motioning with his rifles, as the former occupants of the room rush for the door, nearly trampling each other in their rush to get away.

I'm sweating, I don't feel the pain as much anymore. But my panic is just making the machine work faster. I sigh and force my heart to calm down a bit. I close my head, spinning my hand like a cog as I tilt my head back and forth, slowly forcing the poor overworked machine.

"There there" I say, using the same tone mom uses, a soft, affectionate "they're gone, you're alone, the test is over, power down...just power down slowly, don't overwork yourself, shut down all of the programs forcing you forward, and shut off"

There's a loud hiss of steam, as the thing vents the vapors and heat building inside of it.

I cover my face, coughing and struggling to breath as smoke fills the room. I can't see my throat is burning, my eyes burn. Everything is burning. I cough and wheeze, the fumes making my head all fuzzy, taking away all of my functionality as I struggle to stumble over to the door.

I groan, feeling the gears in my head grinding to a halt, before someone grabs me and pulls me out of the room. I blink, everything feels a bit better now, I can think and nothing besides my the palm of my hands it burning. I groan, and sit up, blinking my eyes to make sure they're working.

Shaking my head, I blink again, and see myself look at a crowd of people Cheering, all looking nervous. A few of them laugh, trying to hide it.

"Great work sparks" the guard wheezes, covering his mouth "I think you might've saved it"

"You saved us!" the fat man cries "Oh, thank you thank you"

What do I do?
[] bask in the attention
[] chew them out for overworking the poor machine
[] make sure I'm okay
[] Ask what the hell it was
[] So, Sawblade is in research and development, right?
[]I need...mamma
[] Excuse me *find a bathroom, and throw up*
[] writein

>>767771
>[] chew them out for overworking the poor machine
>[] So, Sawblade is in research and development, right?

>>767771
>[] make sure I'm okay
>[] Ask what the hell it was

What the hell were they doing to the poor thing?

>>767771
>[] chew them out for overworking the poor machine
>[] So, Sawblade is in research and development, right?

>>767771
>[] chew them out for overworking the poor machine
>[] make sure I'm okay
>[] Ask what the hell it was
>[] Excuse me *find a bathroom, and throw up*

>>767771
>[] chew them out for overworking the poor machine
>[] make sure I'm okay
>[] Ask what the hell it was

>>767771
>make sure I'm okay
>[] Ask what the hell it was
>[] So, Sawblade is in research and development, right?
>[] Excuse me *find a bathroom, and throw up*
don't yell at them, it would just bring even more attention to us right now. Wait until we get home and then ask mom where they find these people.

>>767771
>[] make sure I'm okay
>[] Ask what the hell it was
>[] Excuse me *find a bathroom, and throw up*

Am I really alright? I need to run a quick check to make sure. I push myself, and stand up. Alright, I can think clearly and my eyes don't seem to be damaged in anyway. It still hurts to breath a bit, but other than that my insides seem fine. My legs are a little shaky, but that's just because I'm still a little terrified of what just happened.

I raise my arms up and down, clenching and unclenching my fists to be sure they're working.

"Oh thank you so much, I was worried that investment was lost" the fat man says, wiping his brow as one of the scientists stares at me

"Yes, sorry about that, it seems we missed a safety percaution or two"

"No" I say bluntly, getting in her face as the fat man wince "You didn't that thing had set restrictions and you turned them all off, I had to make the entire thing turn itself off piece by piece or it would've taken out a hole in this building, what the hell were you doing to that poor machine"

"We...needed to show its full potential, since our buyer needed to know its full abilities...are..are you having a bad day or something? You're not usually this...confrontative" the scientist says as the fat man tries to scurry away

"What, exactly was that?" I ask as he glances back at me nervously

"A...well its a weapon, and that's all I'm telling you" He mutters

"hey, hey, calm down, they're going to be punished sparks, cause they broke a lot of rules doing that" the guard growls angrily "just shimmer down, and try not to shut down this entire block's power grid"

What do I do?
[] Figure out exactly what it is
[] Insult the scientists for being fools and stomp off
[] Take the weapon into my custody
[] Stomp back in the smoke filled room, and try to fix the weapon 1d20+int+ inventive
[]sigh, and head to research and development
[]Never, never abuse technology, or it will fail, and it might not be as bad as this, but it could be worse. Do not push a machine past its limits, or people will die
[] write in

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>767957
>[] Take the weapon into my custody
>[] Stomp back in the smoke filled room, and try to fix the weapon 1d20+int+ inventive
>[]sigh, and head to research and development
>[]Never, never abuse technology, or it will fail, and it might not be as bad as this, but it could be worse. Do not push a machine past its limits, or people will die
>[] Figure out exactly what it is

These people are morons and we're heading for a fight, it comes with us.

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>767957
>Figure out exactly what it is
>[] Stomp back in the smoke filled room, and try to fix the weapon 1d20+int+ inventive
>[]sigh, and head to research and development
>[]Never, never abuse technology, or it will fail, and it might not be as bad as this, but it could be worse. Do not push a machine past its limits, or people will die

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>767957
>[] Take the weapon into my custody
>[] Stomp back in the smoke filled room, and try to fix the weapon 1d20+int+ inventive
>[]sigh, and head to research and development

>>767957
>[] Take the weapon into my custody
>[]sigh, and head to research and development

>>767982
don't think stealing the weapon is a good idea... at least until after we found what we came to find anyways.

>>767957
>[] Figure out exactly what it is
>[]sigh, and head to research and development

>>768033
Maybe, but in all likelihood these people are going to try something stupid and dangerous like this again, maybe not today or tomorrow, but some day. And I think we should prevent that day for as long as possible. And we're about to confront some asshole who wants to murder our family, and having an extra edge is always a good thing. We need it more than they do.

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>767957
>[] Take the weapon into my custody
PROTECTIVE CUSTODY!
>[] Stomp back in the smoke filled room, and try to fix the weapon 1d20+int+ inventive
>[]sigh, and head to research and development

"I'm not mad, just disappointed" I growl as I stomp back into the smoke filled room, covering my mouth with my scarf as I go

"Hey where the hull are you going?" the guard asks as I walk over to the table, and start to take the machine apart and put it back together the metal floating between my hands as I rewire it and try to get some rudimentary cooling system around the power source

"Saving that thing from a bunch of imbeciles" I say calmly as I pick it, humming to myself "They're going to get themselves killed with it"

"HEY I PAID GOOD MONEY FOR!" the fat man shouts, as I decided to flicker the power in the building for a second

"Yes, and you nearly got several people killed because you weren't happy with its safe setting" I say calmly as I lift up the plump little gun. Its colored red, and Its heavy, I need to hold it in two hands to be able to use it...its also rather blocky, looking like plates of metal strapped together, probably to be intimidating "You'll get it destroyed if I leave it here, and take anything in the room with it"

Looks rather artistic actually, if a bit...well useless, it leave several of the more weak parts exposed...But if I just move this here and here, I'll be able to make it a little less fragile.

Also it has a hair trigger, who the hell would...fixing that.

"My lawyers will tear you apart" the fat man growls as he stomps out of the hallway

I huff as the guard tries to get him to stop, and sighs angrily as I walk out

"I hope your happy sparks, just lost a contractor because of" He sighs "Just...don't go anywhere, I need to make sure these dumbasses get their just reward before you do, come on idiots"

And with that, he leads to still shaken scientists down the hallway, as I smile, and walk the other way towards the elevator leading down to the research and development wing.

As I hear another smoke alarm go off, and the guard who was just talking to me scream

"GODAMNIT!"
-
Plasma launcher gained
-
What do I do
[] Try and find where mom is working
[] find and confront marcus
[] find his computer, and find more evidence of his black guard connections 1d20+int
[] Pull the costume out, and use its old memory banks to broadcast the damning evidence I have already through the facility 1d20+cont
[] fiddle and customize the plasma launcher 1d20+ int
[] Find an empty room, and use it to create something *Inventive or Roboticist*
[] Help some of the workers make something 1d20+int
[] write in

Rolled 12 + 7 (1d20 + 7)

>>768192
>[] find his computer, and find more evidence of his black guard connections 1d20+int

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>768192
>[] Try and find where mom is working
>[] fiddle and customize the plasma launcher 1d20+ int

>Plasma launcher gained

Hell yeah

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>768192
>>[] find his computer, and find more evidence of his black guard connections 1d20+int

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>768192
>[] Try and find where mom is working
>[] Help some of the workers make something 1d20+int
A better lawyer.

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>768192
>[] find his computer, and find more evidence of his black guard connections 1d20+int
>[] fiddle and customize the plasma launcher 1d20+ int
>>768192
>[] Find an empty room, and use it to create something *Inventive or Roboticist*
>[] write in
Absorb the plasma launcher

>>768291
Wanna spend some luck?
[] Yes roll 1 1d20
[] Nah

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>768319
>[] Yes roll 1 1d20

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>>768327

>>768327
I love it when the dice are cinematic like that

>>768327
Huh, that worked itself out.

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>>768332
>>768333
>>768345
This is gonna be fun

>>768319
>[] Yes roll 1 1d20
not even gonna roll, no need.

you know I can't help but wonder how sparks is going to feel about this when she hears about all the shit she just did today

I close my eyes, steeling myself for what I'm about to do. I need to find his computer, see if he has any files I can use to damn him more, or confirm his ties to the blackguard.I need to find his computer, and access it without him knowing, he probably isn't dumb enough to just use a work computer for this. Which means he probably has a laptop or something similar to receive orders or stay in contact with his other employers.

The elevator music makes me rock my head back and forth in sync with it, as I wait for the ding to tell me that I've reached my destination.

Still that's a little too obvious, if he wanted to keep it secret, he'd use a smaller device. Not just a laptop. Hmm, its probably on his person then. Which means I Have to get close to him to find it.

I chuckle smugly as the tune stops, and the doors slide open, I step out into the noise and madness of invention, hearing sparks fly and machines toil, my senses instantly overwhelmed from the waves of feed back and all of the programs being created and born mere yards away from me.

I blink, and cover my eyes, my head aching and hurting horribly
-
20+7= 27+ crit= SUPAH NOVA!
-

I gasp as someone grabs my arm, and I pull away

"Hey, you alright?" a man with a scruffy face and well groomed hair asks, plates of shiny metal growing on his cheeks as he looks down at me with kind eyes "Do you need any medicine or something like that? Oh"

He laughs

"oh, yeah" He says patting me on the head "Sorry about that Miss sparks, it must've been like a punch in the gut walking down here, you feeling alright?"

I blink and nod slowly, not saying anything as I try and back away. I don't know what to say to him.

"Uh..Yeah..yeah" I mutter, before I spot his name tag.

it reads "Marcus Velich"

I blink. did...did this really just happened? How lucky am I? this is fantastic, now I don't even have to go looking for him

He snaps his fingers in front of my eyes

"Blue screened?" He asks shaking my head, his sleeves torn up terribly "Hey, earth to sparks"

"Oh sorry, it's just a little overwhelming" I say as I phase my hand through his coat, and grab his phone, and pull it into my arm as I walk past him, absorbing it as quickly as I can as he smiles "Nothing to worry about, just checking on some things, and I'll be right out"

"Well, if you start feeling odd, just leave okay" he says, patting me on my back, making me shutter "No need to make yourself sick down here"

I nod, covering my mouth, as I reform his phone, and rush to the bathroom. I turn it on with a thought and sift through his messages and emails.

"Mr Black"

I smile slowly as I open it up, seeing a list of thrown fights, crimes reported instantly, even fake operations for him to take down. As well as operations he's been put on. purging a lab in Brazil...Terminating a rogue scientist...sabotaging experiments...Burning evidence.

the list goes on and on.

He forgot to lock his phone. I can't believe it.
cont

>>768446
If he wasn't so carefree, if he was just a little more paranoid. I wouldn't be seeing this. I would've been stopped by the walls of cypher, encryptions and codes. All of them with a single line to purge everything with the push of a button, or if someone with different fingerprints tried to open any file on the phones

Thank you "mother" for these wonderful abilities. I smile happily as I make the page scrolls some more, revealing more of his secrets

"If you do not comply, we will cut our support to your sister's life support"

And then my heart falls, and a chill runs down my back and into my stomach.

Oh...oh

What do I do?
[] show mom the phone
[] Black Mail Marcus/ sawblade
[] Leave the building
[] Sit down in a restroom, weighing my options
[] Read more files about the work he's been doing for blackguard
[] check the messages and pictures of his sister
[] write in

>>768487
>[] show mom the phone
WE NEED AN ADULT!

>>768487
>[] Sit down in a restroom, weighing my options
>[] Read more files about the work he's been doing for blackguard
>[] check the messages and pictures of his sister

>>768487
>[] show mom the phone
>[] Sit down in a restroom, weighing my options
>[] Read more files about the work he's been doing for blackguard
>[] check the messages and pictures of his sister

And the hat drops.

>>768487
>[] show mom the phone

>>768487
>>[] show mom the phone
>>[] Read more files about the work he's been doing for blackguard
>>[] check the messages and pictures of his sister

>>768487
>[] Sit down in a restroom, weighing my options
>[] Read more files about the work he's been doing for blackguard
>[] check the messages and pictures of his sister
>[] show mom the phone
we must help this poor man

>>768487
>Read more files about the work he's been doing for blackguard
>[] check the messages and pictures of his sister

I walk through the hallways of the floor, the sound of machinery muffling out all of the other noise around me. Its really soothing, its almost putting me to sleep. its also helping ignore everything besides the phone in front of me. I slowly scroll through all of the files he's been sent by blackguard.

All of the missions detail, each one darker and more disturbing than the last. Dirty work no doubt. Assassination, destroying vital machines to allow for them to break into locations they would be otherwise locked out of. Streaming data stolen from this very company. Feeding other heroes false information, stopping them from arriving on scenes. Faked heroics. the complete erasing of a revolutionary vehicle that could run without any source of power, discrediting the head designers name for the rest of his life, making him commit suicide.

And the last one

"Be on the look out for a creature with pointed ears, otherwise appears exactly as the ultra miss sparks. Capture if possible, if you can't, destroy it"

"Yes, yes, that's one of the scientists working on the chimera project, interogate her if you can, but your main objective will be her elimination. Make it look like an accident"

Five minutes ago.

I bite my lip, and find a file away from the rest.

"Samantha"

I open it up, and see a smiling girl, with Marcus, living life and having fun. Fields of flowers. Pictures of them living a happy normal life. All of these pictures are old. years old. The most recent shows her in a hospital bed, with only a single set of cards near her bed.

She's hooked up to a device, an expensive one. One that slowly rebuilds your body. A very costly and slow process. And the last photo of her healthy was....five years ago.

I hold the phone up...He was thrown out of college for his dangerous experiments.

Then it clicks.

He's doing all of this because he thinks he's the reason his sister is broken. I frown, and he's doing everything to keep her alive and functioning.

I bite my lip. If they unplug that machine for even a second, his sister's body will fail, since it doesn't have all of its newly built organs in place.

I...I don't know what to do. I lean against a wall and sniffle, wiping my nose as tears drip down my cheek. What do I do? he's done terrible things but. He has a family like me, he's doing it to keep her alive.

"Eve?"

I look up and see mom, looking me in the eyes, her face filled with worry

"Are you alright? I know its kind of loud down here but...hold I think I might have some aspirin on me or" She says, before I shake her shoulder, and shove the phone in her face

"What are....oh" She says weakly "oh that's"

"I don't know what to do" I whine as she frowns, struggling to smile

"er...sometimes things are complicated sweetie" She says softly "But I..don't know what to do here either, I mean bad deeds for a good cause is...its still bad but...she'd die if he got found out right"
cont

>>768672
LETS GIVE HER CYBER ORGANS.
WE'RE GOOD AT FIXING!

>>768696
Actually, if we had the materials and schematics we might be able to build the rest of her body that the machine hasn't created yet. Now we have leverage, and we just need to find the girl and secure her for as long as it would take to fix her up. And hope Marcus isn't one of those "she must be restored to how she was when she got hurt, otherwise it was all for nothing!" types.

>>768672

"I have every reason to believe so" I say flatly "So what do I do? I don't know what to do here. If I expose him, someone who's done nothing wrong will die, and if I don't he'll keep hurting other people to keep her alive. What I do? There's no correct answer...there's no...answer is there? Only a choice right?"

"The world isn't a perfect place, Evee, sometimes you can't save everyone, sometimes you have to do bad things" She says softly "To do good, but...maybe there's another way, don't give up hope alright. Given a minute or two, I'm sure both of us can up with some loophole here. I'm mean we're geniuses"

I know that's wrong. If he's been given orders...he'll act as soon as he can.

What do I do?
[] find out where his sister is staying, and rush over there with mom, "I CAN FIX HER"*He will give chase*
[] Use his phone to track the blackguard sect sending him orders "Wait...I just need to pull the plug"
[] Expose Sawblade "A broken part can be replaced" *Samantha is taken off from life support, her body fails*
[] Crush the phone "I can't do it"
[] Confront sawblade personally "Mom, find some place safe, or go home, I'm solving this problem myself" *Put on my costume?[y/n?]*
[] write in

>>768715
>Actually, if we had the materials and schematics we might be able to build the rest of her body that the machine hasn't created yet.
In cas the capslocks was confusing, I was being completly serious.

>>768720
>[] find out where his sister is staying, and rush over there with mom, "I CAN FIX HER"*He will give chase*
Headmaster, a hint of if we spend our ultra points we could upgrade to something helping us make cyber organs?

>>768720
>[] find out where his sister is staying, and rush over there with mom, "I CAN FIX HER"*He will give chase*

>>768720
>[] find out where his sister is staying, and rush over there with mom, "I CAN FIX HER"*He will give chase*

>Tell mom to call our siblings and explain the situation, get them to slow him down, but not kill him.

>>768720
>[] find out where his sister is staying, and rush over there with mom, "I CAN FIX HER"*He will give chase*
>Tell mom to call our siblings and explain the situation, get them to slow him down, but not kill him

>>768729
So was I. Did that come off as sarcastic? Sorry.

>>768729
Yeppers
it'd be a trait

>>768746
I want to do that then.

>>768751
<spend ultra points before beginning?>
[] yes
[] no
two ultra points in total

>>768756
>[] yes

>>768756
>[] yes

>>768756
>yes
sure why not.

>>768756
>[] yes

>>768756
>[] yes

>>768720
>[] find out where his sister is staying, and rush over there with mom, "I CAN FIX HER"*He will give chase*

Alright
[] Gain a new trait
[] Upgrade an existing power
[] Unlock a new power
[]Power up an ultra powered item
<Current ultra points 2>

>>768801
>[] Unlock a new power

>>768801
>[] Gain a new trait

>>768801
>[] Gain a new trait

>>768801
>[] Gain a new trait

>>768801
>[] Gain a new trait

>>768801
>[] Gain a new trait

>>768801
>[] Unlock a new power

>>768829
ALRIGHT

If you want to buy one trait, select one
if you select more, you're voting to buy them

1 cost traits
[] Bio technician
[] Stoic and logical
[] Computer whiz
[] Fast runner
[] Facade of normalcy
[] Blood battery *Your blood can naturally power devices*
[] Internet connection *in your head*
[] Sisterly/ Brotherly bond *You are in synch with either Mimi or Rasputin, the old connections from your birth reappearing*
[] Soft heart
[] hidden cruelty
[] Fast reader
[] Photographic memory
[] Recharge (Can use electricity instead of sleep)
[]Innocent soul
[] Imaginative/ Creative *Increased ability of imagination and creativity*
[] Always prepared *you have several tools absorbed in your body, just in case*
[] Athletic
[] small and graceful

2 cost traits
[] Nano blood *Slight regen when in contact with electricity*
[] Downloadable
[] Inventive focus *Choose a certain branch of inventing to be even more skilled with, can be taken more than once*
[]AI Maker
[] Good actor
[] Intimidating
[] Machine friend
[] Lucky
[] Destined

More will come up as you gain more experiences in life

>>768950
>[] Bio technician

I think we should save up our other point for when we need it, but damn those are some cool choices.

>>768950
>[] Bio technician

>>768950
>[] Bio technician

>>768950
>[] Bio technician
This is presumably the one we want for this, we can always get more later.

>>768950
>[] Bio technician

>>768950
>[] Bio technician

>>768950
>[] Always prepared *you have several tools absorbed in your body, just in case*
>[] Bio technician

>>768950
>[] Bio technician

>>768950
The recharge to nanoblood line could go cool places.

>>768993
Just stuff ourselves full of batteries/antimatter reactors.

"WAIT!" I shout grabbing mom by her shoulders " I CAN FIX HER!"

"huh?" She says tilting her head "Wait, sweetie didn't I tell you people aren't like machines, you can't just fix them, its more complicated then"

"I know, I know, people aren't machines, there's a difference, you've told me this already, several times in fact" I sigh shaking my head " but all she needs is functioning organs, if I can make a good enough replacement, I can save her!"

"Oh, I thought you were going to" She begins "Try to build her back piece by piece or something horrifying like that, guess I just have Halloween on the mind"

"You've been watching too many weird movies, while that could work" I say as she frowns and I chuckle nervously "Only some with a few screws loose would try something like that, Machines are much more reliable replacements than fleshy monstrosities"

"Alright, just making sure your being a good girl" She says, her stern eyes softening as she pinches my cheek "Oh don't look at me like that I'm worried"

The machines shut off, and an alarm starts going. I look over mom's shoulder, and realize we're in a secluded part of the facility.

Oh...this isn't good

"Mom, Call Rasputin and Mimi, explain what's happening, and get them to slow Marcus down, not kill him, just slow him down" I say quickly as I grab her hand and begin to pull her down the hallway, as the wall we were standing on is torn to bits, sparks and plaster flying

"Waaaah!" She cries out in a panic, nodding quickly, as she fumbles with her phone, as I push her around a corner.

As another sawblade bounces down the hallway.

"Y..yeah mimi is..is a little over zealous at times" She says as she calls her phone "Uh...rasputin, oh darling uh can you get your sister, we need you right AH!"

A spike of metal cuts through the wall. I pull mom out of the way, having felt it cutting through the various wires and tubes as it went.

Ultra drips down the spike, as sparks run down it

"I knew something was fishy about you, the way you moved, the way you looked" marcus says, his eyes glowing dark orange in the darkness "It took me awhile to realize what was making me feel this way...and then I realized, I had talked to Miss sparks before. And she didn't seem so....Mechanical and fake"

He smiles warmly and scarily

"Should've noticed it earlier...but...its a real shame, you seemed like a nice girl, but orders are orders, I'll be quick with your creator if you hand yourself over quietly"

Mom clings onto me, shaking and unable to speak

What do I do?
[]stay as Eve, and flee *any ideas to slow him down/ evade him?*
[] Push mom away and fight him off until my siblings get here
[] Switch to mimi (crashing through the roof
[] Switch to rasputin *Helping up someone who tripped while rushing through the building"
[[] write in

>>769079
>[] Switch to rasputin *Helping up someone who tripped while rushing through the building"
I wanna see how he sees the world

>>769079
>[]stay as Eve, and flee *any ideas to slow him down/ evade him?*
Phase through walls at random and split up while inside to confuse him where the real one is

>>769079
>[]stay as Eve, and flee *any ideas to slow him down/ evade him?*

>>769079
>[] Switch to mimi (crashing through the roof
OHHH YEAHHHHH

>>769079
>stay as Eve, and flee *any ideas to slow him down/ evade him?*
call the wires from the walls to wrap around him and give him a bit of a shock. Hey metal is pretty good at conducting electricity, it's like he's begging to be tasered. That should stun him long enough for our siblings to engage.

>>769079
>[]stay as Eve, and flee *any ideas to slow him down/ evade him?*

Well, he seems like a nice guy, and he's done some terrible shit. Things that most likely haunt him. List off his missions, go through every gory detail and force him to relive it. That should throw him off long enough for backup to arrive. Psychological warfare is best warfare.

Or, if that seems stupid and/or evil

>[] Push mom away and fight him off until my siblings get here

I place my hand against the wall, and force the wires to turn back on, more ultra spraying down the blade as electricity covers it. Marcus freeze, twitching for a second or two as I push mom in the back and she stops cowering and starts running, too scared to say anything.

"Oh, should've figured you could....ergh" marcus growls, as he rubs his head, slowly following us down the dark hallway "look, I don't want to hurt either of you, so just give up alright?

"Yeah, how about no!" Mom shouts, panting as I push her along to keep her moving "Hah, I should've...should've started jogging last week"

"It wouldn't have helped" He says calmly "just hand over 767 and"

"THAT ISN'T HER NAME!" Mom screams angrily, turning back as Marcus smirks, raising both of his arms as sharpened metal blades grow out of them'

What do I do?
[] Create a few clones, and drag mom along 1d20+cont
[] Now's not the time mom, just keep going, don't stop because of something as petty as that
[] Well, guess I have to use something with more force behind it *fire the laser rifle at him* 1d100
[] DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT *fire plasma launcher* 1d100
[]Clone rush him 1d20+cont
[] Wrap him in wiring and give him a stronger shock 1d20+cont
[] Break down his emotional defenses 1d20+int
[] Taunt him with what I did to the core
[] write in

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>769202
>[]Clone rush him 1d20+cont

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>769202
>[]Clone rush him 1d20+cont

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>769202
>[] Break down his emotional defenses 1d20+int
>[] Taunt him with what I did to the core

Psychological warfare is best warfare

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>769202
>Create a few clones, and drag mom along 1d20+cont
>[] Now's not the time mom, just keep going, don't stop because of something as petty as that

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>769202
>[] Break down his emotional defenses 1d20+int

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>769202
>[] Create a few clones, and drag mom along 1d20+cont
>[] Now's not the time mom, just keep going, don't stop because of something as petty as that

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>769202
also adding to >>769218
> DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT *fire plasma launcher* 1d100
But not at him, aim above him and try to knock the ceiling down on top of him

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>769202
>[] Break down his emotional defenses 1d20+int
>[] Taunt him with what I did to the core

I stand between him and mom, as mom falls to her knees, covering her head with a weak whimper. I stare him in the eyes, as sparks fly and dance across mine, making me wince.It doesn't hurt, but its a little distracting.

"Oh, going to play hero eh kid? trust me, it isn't as easy as the comics make it out to be" He says calmly, running his blades down along the sides of the wall "all your going to do is get hurt"

"I wonder what samantha would think of you doing all this" I say emotionlessly, putting my hands in my pockets to grab my costume as he stares at me, pausing

"how do you know about" He says before he leers and chuckles "So that's why you seem so confident, I was wondering where my phone went...clever girl"

"Yes I am, though I would prefer the term intelligent" I say flatly "I will admit, I know more about how machines work than emotions and people do, but I know for certain, the second she hears about what you've done to keep her alive, She wouldn't be able to look at you. She might even hate you. is one life really worth more than any other? I saw what you used to be like, how could you fall so low, to be the lap dog of a bunch of monsters...both of you were supposed to be heroes"

He hangs his head, not saying a word.

He glances up at me.

"she's worth more than you are" He says, like he's repeating lines.

And then he runs at me, closing his eyes

what do I do?
[] Phase, and keep breaking him 1d20+cont
[] Put on my costume, and take the hit
[] Blast him and run 1d100
[] put a new hole in the floor 1d100
[] Clone rush 1d20+cont
[]Dodge 1d20+agility
[] write in

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>769298
>[] Phase, and keep breaking him 1d20+cont
Such a shame because I could fix her

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>769298
>>769313
seconding this

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>769298
>[] Phase, and keep breaking him 1d20+cont
>Such a shame because I could fix her

Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>769298
>[] put a new hole in the floor 1d100

Rolled 8 (1d100)

>>769298
>put a new hole in the floor 1d100
lots of falling happening today

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>769298
>[] Phase, and keep breaking him 1d20+cont
>Such a shame because I could fix her

>>769329
>>769335
I think these dice seem to think they're d20s

I sigh, and phase. His blade slices through me as he stares at me in confusions as I step back and reform my body, pulling my sleeves down as he rips his arms off of the ground and moves to swing at me again.

"Shame, because I know how to fix her" I say calmly, his eyes softening and becoming filled with joy as a smile spreads on his lips.

"You could? YOU COULD!" He shouts cheerfully "Oh...if this is just a trick I'm going to"

CRAAAAAAAASH!

the wall shatters behind him, as Mimi comes crashing behind him, laughing happily. He twirls around and catches her on his blades, as she runs into him

"WHAT THE FUCK!" he screams "THE HELL IS THAT?!"

"My sister" I say calmly as the rubble lifts up

"GO!" Rasputin shouts, as I grab mom's hand, leaving Sawblade to deal with my siblings

"WAIT, DON'T YOU TRY AND RUN, YOUR GOING TO FIX MY SISTER, I WON'T LET YOU RUN OUT ON THIS!" He screams almost pathetically

I just keep running, I don't have time to reply before the rubble falls back down behind me, as Rasputin changes his focus to stopping a barrage of metal spikes.

"Ooooh where can I get some of those" mimi asks "That looked like a fun trick, come on show me more, edgy bitch!"

What do I do?
[] take a bus to the hospital
[] Make sure mom is safe first
[] steal a car, a fast one 1d20+cont
[] Wish Mimi and rasputin good luck
[] MIMI, NO CURSING
[] Tell mom to go ahead, and turn on the alarm for the other levels, making sure they're all safe
[] Call Cyra, and ask if she could help me, ya know, just in case
[]write in

>>769383
>[] take a bus to the hospital
>[] Make sure mom is safe first

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>769383
>[] Make sure mom is safe first
>[] Wish Mimi and rasputin good luck
>[] steal a car, a fast one 1d20+cont

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>769383
>[] steal a car, a fast one 1d20+cont
>[] Wish Mimi and rasputin good luck
>[] MIMI, NO CURSING
>[] Tell mom to go ahead, and turn on the alarm for the other levels, making sure they're all safe
it's not stealing just borrowing.

>>769383
>[] take a bus to the hospital
>[] Make sure mom is safe first
>[] MIMI, NO CURSING

>>769383
>[] take a bus to the hospital
>[] Make sure mom is safe first

I run down the stairs, slowing down as mom can barely keep up with me, and is already wheezing and struggling to breath, her classes falling down her face as we reach one of the elevators.

she slumps against the wall, as I can hear the building shake around us, no doubt because Mimi is running wild right now...I just hope Rasputing can keep this thing from crumbling. Or that Mimi has enough self control

"Ho..how are we going to make it, I can barely keep up with you" She says weakly "I..I should just stay and"

"Don't even try to suggest that I leave you behind" I say angrily as I pull her through the open door, and into the lobby, as the building shudders again "Come on, we're already out, see nothing to worry about Mama"

"But...we still need to get to the hospital and" she begins to say as I smile and chuckle

"You don't" I say calmly, as I let go of her hand, running down the street as I run my hand down the side of one of the cars parked outside of the hospital "Just take the car and go home, I'll be fine"

"EVEE, Don't just run off and...Evee just stay safe" She sighs

I look back and she's staring at the car cautiously, she looks back at me and frowns

"JUST BE CAREFUL!" She shouts as she gets in it.

I sigh, and look ahead, there's a bus stopping a few yards away from me, I can make it there if

"DON'T THINK I'M GOING TO LET YOU GO!" Marcus screams furiously

"HEY WHERE ARE YOU GOING, DON'T BLUE BALL ME LIKE THIS!" MIMI ROARS

"SISTER PLEASE!" Rasputin shouts through my mind

I turn, and see Sawblade diving through the air, blades along his arms and legs.

What do I do?
[] run into the bus, phasing into it
[] Hop into the bus 1d20+agility
[] Pull my rifle out, and shoot him out of the sky 1d100
[] You know, the worst place to be when fighting a machine empath, is in the streets *Go all out with Machine empathy* 1d20+cont
[] MIMI, STOP MESSING AROUND AND STOP HIM, I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU DO, SIT ON HIM OR SOMETHING 1d100
[]write in

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>769443
>[] run into the bus, phasing into it
>[] MIMI, STOP MESSING AROUND AND STOP HIM, I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU DO, SIT ON HIM OR SOMETHING 1d100

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>769443
>[] You know, the worst place to be when fighting a machine empath, is in the streets *Go all out with Machine empathy* 1d20+cont

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>769443
>[] You know, the worst place to be when fighting a machine empath, is in the streets *Go all out with Machine empathy* 1d20+cont

Time to punch this guy in the face with cars.

Rolled 17, 6 = 23 (2d20)

>>769443
>Hop into the bus 1d20+agility
>[] You know, the worst place to be when fighting a machine empath, is in the streets *Go all out with Machine empathy* 1d20+cont
our sister has been waiting for this all day, we will not let her fun escape while we try and save his sister.

Rolled 91 (1d100)

>>769443
>[] run into the bus, phasing into it
>[] MIMI, STOP MESSING AROUND AND STOP HIM, I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU DO, SIT ON HIM OR SOMETHING 1d100

Mimi use sit!

>>769470
it's super effective!

Rolled 36 (1d100)

>>769443
>[] run into the bus, phasing into it
>[] MIMI, STOP MESSING AROUND AND STOP HIM, I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU DO, SIT ON HIM OR SOMETHING 1d100

"You know" I say calmly as he slams into the streets in front of me, throwing up a cloud of broken concrete and dust, his tattered lap coat flowing behind him as Mimi slides down of the building, giggling giddily as I smile smugly

"Oh don't you even start" he sighs "Your not pulling out any more bullshit from your sleeves"

"The worst place to be when fighting a machine empath" I ask as I point my finger at him and grin "is in the streets"

"oh don't give me that, you're a shoddy copy, nothing more" He says calmly "I'd be scared to fight sparks but now you"

"Bah" I say, my veins glowing as I rip my hat off and toss it at him "I'm not copy, Sparks was just the base, I'm a recombination, I am unique, but don't think that means I don't have every ounce of power she has"

I raise my hands up, as sawblade charges me, screaming as he folds his blades, crossing them with his arms.

He stops as I make the powerlines rise up, and discharge.

His scream turns shriek, as smaller cables wrap around him holding him in place as I run into the street.

And right in front of the bus. I stop, and smile, as I phase once again, and leap into its face.

"JESUS, WHY DID I HAVE TO DRIVE INTO AN ULTRA FIGHT" the driver growls, his wrinkled face contorting in anger as I land next to him, and pull my scarf off calmly "Hey NO, get off my bus, your not costing me my job because of your little spat!"

"Oh sorry" I say calmly as I turn to the passengers and walk down the isles, taking a seat next to an old woman knitting a glowing neon scarf together "I don't mean any trouble, but could you get me to the hospital? he isn't going to stop chasing us until I fix something over there"

"Why should I listen to" the driver yells, as a blade cuts through the bus, loping up the top of it, as I hold the old woman down, saving her as she was about to stand up

"Because of that" I say as I stand up, seeing sawblade, free of the power grid, chasing the bus down the street as Mimi bounds after him
"MIMI, STOP MESSING AROUND AND STOP HIM, I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU DO, SIT ON HIM OR SOMETHING !"

My sister frowns, shaking her hair and tentacles as she bashes a light pole to pieces with her horns

"Oh fine" She sighs "I was just trying to savor it, and you act like he's easy to hold down, Ya know I can still feel pain outside of my tiny form"

"JUST DO IT!" I shout as I duck down, avoiding another buzz saw

"I am!"She shouts as another blade flies through the air.

And she catches it, with her teeth. I blink as she falls back to the earth, breaking it into pieces as Marcus tries to run past and cut her.

She just scoops him up like a doll, slams him into the ground, and then stands over him, before dropping down on his back

Sawblade falls still, barely able to struggle as mim waves

"Good luck with whatever your doing sis, I'll make sure he doesn't get anywhere near ya until you do" She says happily

"Di..did you just say sister?" marcus yells, somehow finding the breath for it
cont

>>769597

"Sister? god, I wouldn't want to see your parent" the old woman cackles "oh this reminds me of the war...you know young lady, your big sister reminds me of when I saw the hybrid in battle, now he didn't sit on the Rek'a'dari, or any Milkai, but I swear, I saw him bite through a plasma bolt during the siege of washington"

What do I do?
[] Order the driver to make the machine go faster
[] sit on the back, shooting marcus whenever he gets back up from Mimi stomping on him, or whatever she's doing 1d100
[] Offer the old woman a chance to relive her glory days *give her one of my guns* 1d100
[] listen to the grandma's stories
[] try and comfort some of the crying kids on the bus with a few tricks 1d20+cont
[] take direct control of the bus, and drive it myself 1d20+cont
[] try to come up with an excuse
[] casually tell her my origin
[] write in

Rolled 98 (1d100)

>>769619
>[] Offer the old woman a chance to relive her glory days *give her one of my guns* 1d100
>[] listen to the grandma's stories

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>769619
>[] Offer the old woman a chance to relive her glory days *give her one of my guns* 1d100
>[] listen to the grandma's stories
cause why the fuck not

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>769619
>[] listen to the grandma's stories
>[] try and comfort some of the crying kids on the bus with a few tricks 1d20+cont

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>769619
>[] try and comfort some of the crying kids on the bus with a few tricks 1d20+cont

Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>769619
>[] Offer the old woman a chance to relive her glory days *give her one of my guns* 1d100
>[] listen to the grandma's stories

Rolled 3, 4 = 7 (2d20)

>>769619
>>769627
and part 2
>[] try and comfort some of the crying kids on the bus with a few tricks 1d20+cont
>[] take direct control of the bus, and drive it myself 1d20+cont
hey we're not just going to sit around and do nothing during all of this.

>>769625
Granny badass?

oh and:
>>769632
eve's good with kids it seems.

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>>769625
>>769632
well shit

Rolled 48 (1d100)

>>769619
>[] Offer the old woman a chance to relive her glory days *give her one of my guns* 1d100
>[] listen to the grandma's stories

Fuck it, old lady sounds like a badass.

>>769625
OLD WOMAN DON'T FUCKIN PLAY!

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>769619
>>769625
Holy shit, grandma, calm down!
Seconding this together with us taking care of the kids

>>769625
>>769632
So Eve gathering up the kids to listen to the old ladies stories, while she casually rambos it up on the side?

>>769664
who's driving the bus then?

>>769670
The bus driver?

>>769672
isn't she the bus driver?

>>769672
>>769679
shit wait never mind, read the post wrong.

>>769679
> the driver growls, his wrinkled face contorting in anger as I land next to him
> as I turn to the passengers and walk down the isles, taking a seat next to an old woman knitting a glowing neon scarf

>>769686
>>769686
yeah sorry, kinda rushed reading the last post because my food got done. Read his as her for some reason and skip that second line apparently.

"My apologizes, but I can't really listen to your stories right now" I say as I hear children crying, and look over down the isle, seeing other families sitting in them, huddled together...and the stakes have been raised again "I need to keep him away from the bus"

"Oh, don't have faith in your sister?" She asks as she stands up, and puts her hand on my laser rifle

"Oh I have plenty of faith in her, its just her instincts are" I begin to say as she chuckles

"Oh trust me, I know, I've fought my fair share of aliens, Rek'a'dari, Milkai, even went for a few rounds with the hybrid once" She laughs, hitting her hip with a wink as she pulls my rifle out of my hands "He has a mean right hook I tell ya"

"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" I ask trying to pull my rifle away from her as she chuckles, and slowly unbuckles the nullifier on her neck "....really?"

"Of course, should've brought an umbrella was I blasting down Milkai ships, I may not look it, but I'm a real dead eye, sweetie" She says happily "Besides, I tell my stories better with a gun, so why don't you and the other kiddies gather round, Murph, keep driving"

She slowly, and shakily walks over to the end of the bus, as I look at her, mouth agape

"I think I want to listen to your stories now" I say as I sit two chairs across from her, as the kiddies peek out

"m..miss sparks?" one of them, a snot covered little boy asks "Wh..why is he bad now"

"...he has his reasons, and i'm not miss sparks' I say as I split into two of me, and grab my ears, trying not to fall over as I do it...too sensitive "See my ears? Does she have ears like this"

the other kids peek out as I wave at them with my two bodies

"Woooow" a girl with brace shouts "Can ya do more tricks like this"

"Hey I think my big sis told me about someone who could do stuff like that, can you make more?" a red haired boy asks happily

"Of course I can" I say crossing all eight of my arms, sitting in four different seats as the old lady cackles as she charges up my rifle

"oooh the smell of burning lighting, I missed it so much" She says, ducking out of the way as a blade bounces in front of her, and she blasts its away "Reminds me of when I had to break into a crashed Milkai ship, Oh what a day that was, johnson and Charlie by my side, nothing but our knives and service rifles, what a thrill!"

She lowers her head, and fires another shot.

I glance over and see Marcus clutching his arm as it smokes, letting Mimi grab him by his leg, and fling him into a building

the whole while the old, not at all obsolete woman blasts him through the air

"they were some jumpy bastards I tell ya" She giggles, licking her gums

What do I do?
[] Do more tricks for the kids, showing off my visor and costume
[] Borrow a few phones to show them my other power, see if they like it
[] Listen closely to the granny's story
[] just watch the fight
[] Ask the driver to go faster
[] Cheer on my sister and the old woman
[] write in

>>769708
>[] Ask the driver to go faster
>[] Cheer on my sister and the old woman

>>769708
>[] Do more tricks for the kids, showing off my visor and costume
>[] Cheer on my sister and the old woman

>>769708
>Borrow a few phones to show them my other power, see if they like it
>[] Listen closely to the granny's story
>[] Cheer on my sister and the old woman

>>769708
>[] Borrow a few phones to show them my other power, see if they like it
>[] Cheer on my sister and the old woman

Of all the ways I thought this fight might go, I never expected to be impressing and distracting children while an old soldier lady and our sister kept the "bad" guy distracted. I love it when weird shit happens!

>>769708
>[] Do more tricks for the kids, showing off my visor and costume
>[] Cheer on my sister and the old woman