>>1536253
First things first.
CHOOSE YOUR POWER PACKAGE

>Psychokinesis. Exert your will upon the universe with the force of your mind. Your power also extends to other psionic abilities, such as telepathy and hypnosis.

>Kinetic Energy Manipulation. Taking a hit only allows you to take more hits and hit harder, it also enhances all of your bodily faculties. Letting you see and hear farther and clearer.

>Molecular Disassembly. You can turn yourself or parts of yourself into nearly invulnerable dust, moving freely. You're also able to alter your density somewhat.

>Write-In (Must be agreed upon through backing/voting)

>>1536270
>kinetic energy manipulation

>>1536270
>Psychokinesis. Exert your will upon the universe with the force of your mind. Your power also extends to other psionic abilities, such as telepathy and hypnosis.

Seems like a good package, will we be able to meet Zantanna?

>>1536291
>>1536300
Seems we're split.
This is an important vote so I'll give it about 10 more minutes before I flip a coin. Lurkers, if you're out there. Speak now or forever hold your peace.

>>1536270
>molecular dissasembly
sounds fun

>>1536270
>Kinetic Energy Manipulation. Taking a hit only allows you to take more hits and hit harder, it also enhances all of your bodily faculties. Letting you see and hear farther and clearer.
Lets be the juggernaut

>>1536270
>Molecular Disassembly. You can turn yourself or parts of yourself into nearly invulnerable dust, moving freely. You're also able to alter your density somewhat.

>>1536270
>>molecular dissasembly

>>1536253
>Molecular Disassembly. You can turn yourself or parts of yourself into nearly invulnerable dust, moving freely. You're also able to alter your density somewhat.
Let's be !DC Wither.

>>1536351
>>1536386
>>1536391
>>1536398
And it looks like Molecular Disassembly comes out from behind to win it.
>Writing
Honestly shocked right now that there were not more votes for something that leads to hypnosis.

>>1536414

I know right? I wasn't even going to do anything lewd with it

>>1536414
> we missed out on mind control
Fuck!

oh well, hypnosis on zantana probably wouldn't have ended well.

>>1536414
Rain patters endlessly against your passenger side window, which within an hour of being trapped inside the car with mom you found very very interesting. In fact, this window is so damn interesting- you've haven't looked away from it yet and thus you haven't had to have the conversation hanging over your heads for a precious hour.

God bless this window. Though this peace is shattered when you reach for your tumbler of coffee and bump into your moms hand as she goes for hers. You both fumble awkwardly around the twin cup holders before someone finally speaks.

"Shall we dance?" Mom's attempt at a joke. Still makes you crack a smile though.

"After you." you say lamely with a flourish of the hand.

Mom grabs her liquid caffeine and drinks deeply while scanning the road. The highway is relatively clear though you suppose that's to be expected as it's a Tuesday night. While almost completely alone on the long smooth road your family van cuts a nice deep swath through the dark with it's headlights.
"Gotham huh?" She breaks the silence again. "Old city- real old. But it's got plenty of new built right over it. The Gotham Knights stadium, that big ol shiny and new Wayne tower. Not to mention their very own S.T.A.R labs." She nods to herself. "Now this is a place with history."

All you can muster is a "Mhm" from your end of the conversation. Too preoccupied with the sound of the rain and checking your newsfeed on your phone for anything to take your mind out of this car and into the sweet abyss of silence.

"There's way more here than we'd ever see back in Metropolis." The bitterness in her voice is impossible to miss. And it only makes you wish she'd stop talking more.

But despite yourself, you respond. "What? Flyin dudes wasn't interesting enough for you? At least we've seen him. I'm like eighty percent sure the GCPD made Batman up. Scare off would be criminals and petty criminals right?"

She just rolls her eyes. "C'mon now Morgan, don't you think something like Superman gives well... anything, more likelihood to exist?" She pokes you playfully in the side. "Where's your sense of wonder, son?"

"Yeah yeah, you know how much it weighs on me to be the mature one here?" You say jokingly. Then you actually manage a laugh when she responds with a barrage of pokes.

One things for certain, she can always make you laugh. You stretch as much as your able in your seat and settle in for the other two thirds of this car ride. Metropolis to Gotham, not a terribly long ride. And it's a trip you had to make anyways. Both of you needed to get out of that house. And plus with a brand new higher paying job waiting for mom thanks to some friends in comparatively high places, we couldn't refuse.

You think you owe it to how great at her job she's always been, she's a fantastic...

>Teacher
>Cop
>Lab Tech

>>1536450
>>Lab Tech

I'd like a not soon to be dead mom please.

>>1536450
So do we want a dead mother?
Because choosing cop results in a dead mother

>>1536450
>>Lab Tech
Get the ball rolling.

I mean, i guess they all do but techy seems the safest, fuck, she might even get powers or something.
better than getting shot on duty or columbined in cursed gotham

>>1536450
>Lab Tech

>>1536450
>lab tekk

>>1536460
>>1536541
>>1536548
>>1536551
Looks like were are overwhelmingly in favor of Lab Tech.
>Writing

>>1536545
Lab tech almost certainly screams "Dies in horrible explosion" to me. That or she's secretly evil. One of the two.

>>1536612
Then well be the villain.
Momma disn't raise no hero

>>1536624
That'd be interesting

>>1536612
We can be sandman.

>>1536678
Sandman? Who is that

>>1536678
No, we are going to be like Kenshiro using the molecular disassembly thing against other people

>>1536717
Wait, how old are we? If we can we should get a job as an acupuncturist so we can just disassemble someone's nerves and insta-gib

>>1536686
Seeing as the two options are a guy who kills you in your sleep and a dude made of sand I'm going to go with the guy made of sand.

>>1536739
True.

Wheres OP?

>>1536739
But we are not made of sand and its not something we can accomplish. The Kenshiro way is the only way.

>>1536774
But we can dematerialize into a sand like substance

>>1536774
>But we are not made of sand and its not something we can accomplish

>>1536270
>>Molecular Disassembly. You can turn yourself or parts of yourself into nearly invulnerable dust, moving freely. You're also able to alter your density somewhat.

Straight up can turn yourself into dust, not exactly sand but the same principle.

Remember that time Sandman forced himself into Spiderman and made him explode by expanding his sand body in him? Good times.

>>1536788
10/10

>>1536788
>Remember that time Sandman forced himself into Spiderman and made him explode by expanding his sand body in him? Good times.

Yeah that was really cool, but come on dont forget the kenshiro thing.

>>1536808
Sandshiro confirmed?

>>1536816
Definitely, this way we have two fighting styles to overcome everything

>>1536834
Nice x2

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>>1536580
Your mom is a lab tech and a damn good one. You of course don't really comprehend most of what she actually does but she always gets glowing evaluations from her bosses and and even recommendations from superiors that feel she's working at a station beneath her ability. Your pretty sure that's how both of you ended up on this lonely road 9 o'clock in evening.

Sparing a glance over to her side of the vehicle you realize just how tired she looks. Dark curly hair tied back haphazardly, reddish eyes staring resolute into the dark beyond the headlights reach. Damn, she always looks a bit tired but her tank is running real low. And of course she wouldn't say anything to you. No, that would imply that she's something less than tireless.

Maybe you can try and keep her alert. "Hey, mom. What do the guys up in Gotham's S.T.A.R Labs work on? I mean, I know they all have a specialty..."

Her face creases into a tight frown without and she answers without turning her gaze from the road. "Weapons tech."

Okay, shit. Now you're awake.

"It's all experimental of course. Nothing that's actually in use and anything that's planned for that will take years to make it through the limbo that is development procedure." She continues, her frown only deepening. "S.T.A.R Labs policy clearly states, that it will never engage in weapons tech distribution and sale, or even above board military contracts."

She rattles all that off like she has either had to tell other people, or herself that line very often. You're not sure which.

"You shouldn't worry about it sweetie, the labs security is among the best in the world and safety protocol is so thick there hasn't been a major accident since the particle accelerator in Central a few years ago." She taps her fingers on the steering wheel as she cruises easily and you spot one of Gotham's many bridges coming up. Huge stone gargoyles keep watch on either side of it. Looking down on your van with grotesque screaming mouths.

"And besides." Mom breaks you out of your gargoyle trance. "I've read the incident report on that and they were practically once in a lifetime circumstances."

For some reason you aren't so convinced. "Pssh, don't you mad scientists have like, a freak accident yearly quota?"

She snickers. "Oh yes. And if we meet the quota we all get free pick from the vending machine in the lobby."

You share a chuckle at the expense of star labs before you lift your hood to shield your eyes from the approaching street lights before you start to slip into an easy sleep. The last thing you see is an ancient, huge sign all lit up.

"Welcome to Gotham City."

>Continued
Sorry about the wait guys. Real life interferes.

>>1536848
When you wake up it's to the sound of the engine slowing down to an easy purr then stopping altogether. Mom gently shakes you to makes sure you're up and then you both wordlessly get to work. It's easy enough getting the belongings you both loaded into the van into your new home in Gotham Village. Or just the village, as the locals call it. Supposed to be among the oldest neighborhoods in Gotham, and you can see it already.

Houses obviously built in the last decade or so sit next to houses that would be comfortable in a movie set in the 50's. The cracked sidewalk and asphalt probably has as much history as the rest of Gotham.

There isn't anyone out while you two work. Too dam late. even with your nap your starting to feel Mr.Sandman tugging at your eyelids.

And eventually, your done. With zero fanfare and with only a mumbled goodnight you and mom retire to your new rooms and collapse on the pre-delivered beds.

---

And just like that, a week goes by.

Mom is officially starting work today and your heading off to your first day at Brentwood Academy. Despite the name being pretentious as hell, it's nowhere near as prestigious as Gotham Academy. No. School like that requires connections. And a lot more money.

You check yourself in the bathroom mirror, barely groomed dark curly hair to match your moms? Check. Stiff as hell black and green uniform? Check.

And you're out the door. You find the village to be active at a very pleasant pace in the morning. Spouses saying goodbye as the head off to work. Kids in uniforms matching yours no doubt headed to the same bus stop as you. The smell of wet lawns and wet dogs. Mmmm urban scented.

You see the bus stop coming up. Students crowding together to mingle. Something you won't be able to do easily what with you're coming in right in the middle of the school year and all. You keep marching towards them before a thought strikes you. You haven't had a chance to test out you-know-what since the accident.

Hmm.

>Eh. The school ain't that far away. Go find a discrete place to play with your powers.
>Nah, you can just wait til after school it. You are a patient man. Teenager.
>Write In?

>>1536866
>>Nah, you can just wait til after school it. You are a patient man. Teenager.

>>1536866
>Nah, you can just wait til after school it. You are a patient man. Teenager.

Are we going to be able to have a flashback to the incident sometime down the road?

>>1536866
>Nah, you can just wait til after school it. You are a patient man. Teenager.

>Nah, you can just wait til after school it. You are a patient man. Teenager

>>1536866
>Write In?
Use the powers to disrupt the class so you can leave earlier

>>1536912
I oppose this

>>1536880
>>1536884
>>1536888
>>1536896
Morgan is a good boy.

>Writing

>>1536951
It's more Morgan is a wise boy

>>1536951
No no. You're no hoodlum. You're not a ne'er-do-well, a hooligan! You'll get your ass to school and you will attend classes like responsible young adult and you will like it! Well, you probably won't like it but you've spent enough time silently deliberating anyways. You pick up the pace into a bit a of jog when you see the yellow of the school bus rolling up in the distance.

The bus doors open and a small black and green tide pushes inwards. You fall in with the crowd and find a seat before any pairs or groups can make it too awkward to sit next to them.

You find Brentwood Academy to be floating somewhere between the disappointing air of mediocrity and lack of funding that normal public high schools give off and the awful stink of holier than thou that private schools tend to seep.

The water fountains are ancient and hard water deposits sit on the faucets like pseudo barnacles. But the gym is goddamn state of the art, lots of brand new or like new equipment, an indoor swimming pool, there's a fucking archery club!

And then you spot the grounds beyond the front of the school and well, you think concrete jungle does a good job describing it. Despite the actual meaning.

Then there's the disparity of quality between the teachers. Your first class was Geometry, and while Mr.Scott was demanding and quick with his lectures he always spared a moment to help anyone struggling and answered questions in full without shaming anyone in front of the class.

But after him, there was Mr.Haywood. He spent most of his history class on his laptop. Which you snuck a peak of when you went to sharpen a pencil. Pretty sure World of Warcraft ain't part of the curriculum.

This school is something else.

After a long day of receiving packets of study material and not doing much actual work your finally released by the sound of the bell. You end up walking around near the jungle section of the school after leaving through the side exit and stop short just as your about to leave when you hear a bit a bit of a commotion.

>Continued

>>1537120
Curiosity killed the cat but hey, you're more of a dog person.

You turn a brick corner to see a blonde girl with a long ponytail standing in the middle of a circle of other girls. She drenched with multicolor liquids and you spot empty and half empty bottles of soft drinks scattered around. She looks pissed.

The other girls all make way for the one who's obviously the ring leader. She cackles about something or other and the rest of her pack of bitches start to square up for a fight.

God. Damn. You didn't know girls could be this brutal.

Before you know it a dark gray vapor starts to spill out of the corners of you mouth and you stop it up right away.

Maybe you could do something.


>Help her out. You've seen situations like this before and there's almost no way blondie did anything to deserve this.
>Not your fight. Besides, she doesn't look worried.
>Whatever just let a teacher know what's going down on your way out, like a good samaritan.
>Write In?

>>1537147
>Not your fight. Besides, she doesn't look worried.

>>1537177
But lean against a wall and look as cool as possible while you watch

>>1537147
>not your fight
lets just watch this

>>1537147
>Not your fight. Besides, she doesn't look worried.

>>1537193

Seconding James Dean-ing it

>>1537193
And as soon as the fight ends hand the winner a bible and walk off

>>1537274
Sadly I don't think we have a back pack and the pocket edition is really expensive so...

>>1537177
>>1537193
>>1537195
>>1537244
Not jumping in but sticking around to watch the fireworks.
>Writing

You fidget in your spot just out of direct view, thinking on the best thing to do but you relax when you really look at Blondie.

Her posture and stance are rock solid. She stands with her fists clenched at her sides and watches everyone that moves in her cone of vision. The ring leader of the pack of bitches goes on and on about shit clearly only she cares about and then, thinking she's slick, tries to throw a sucker punch. Your eyes widen along with everyone else's when Blondie catches her wrist and brings face in real close to the head bitch and then, head butts the shit out of her.

She stumbles back and with a dainty push from Blondie she tumbles onto the grass, groaning about her nose.

Visibly shaken, the rest of the pack takes an instinctual step back while a pair of them try and help their fallen leader up.

"What the fuck are you waiting for! FUCK HER UP!" She practically screeches.

Apparently their loyalty to the lead bitch overrides their self preservation since a few of them try to surround the blond girl for one more attempt and what follows is simply the best thing you've seen in a long while.

She doesn't just rebuff them she absolutely disassembles them!

Any punches or kicks are swiftly intercepted and countered or avoided altogether while the amateur fighters stumble about trying to overwhelm her.

In short order, half of the pack are on the ground and groaning with Blondie standing in the center of the beatdown looking... strangely enough, disappointed.

Soon after the group huddles together an limps off, only a few of them spare you a confused glance when they spot you in your corner leaning against the wall with a small grin of satisfaction.

To her credit, Blondie is barely fazed and whips a towel out of her backpack to clean off the worst of her soda shower.

She walks past and stops cold when she sees you. You both just stare for a moment but then she speaks up first.

"How much you see?"

You shrug. "I saw an ass whooping."

She wraps her towel around her shoulders and sighs. "Yeah, well. Not even I wanted it to go down like that." She looks you up and down for a moment. "You new?"

"Mhm. Just shipped in from Metropolis."

"Well, new-guy. As weird as this is gonna sound, thanks for not stepping in or calling a teacher."

Ain't that something. "No problem Blondie. When I saw that look in your eye I knew you had it covered. As weird as it is to be thanked for doing nothing."

She chuckles at that and extends a slender hand. "You got a name new-guy?"

You clasp her hand shake "Morgan Barret."

She nods. "Artemis Crock."

>continued

>>1537589
You both part amicably with vague promises to chat if you see each other around and you barely make the bus back home.

The bus squeals as it take off and your fellow students spread and thin out, leaving you alone on the sidewalk.

It's time.

You head home quickly and change into something nice and nondescript. If someone happens to spot you, you can at least make identifying you harder by not wearing your easily identifiable uniform. Thirty minutes later and your off in your black hoodie and jeans, your old boots thunking against the sidewalk. It doesn't take long to wander into an area with little to no people.

The village apparently has plenty of abandoned or just 'indefinitely closed' stores so you eventually find what appears to be the dusty corpse of some old ma and pa shop and take a good look around and inside before you get comfortable.

No one is watching save for the rats.

Alright, you've got a whole building of breakable shit and no eyes on you. How does this work again?

>Try and break just a part of yourself up.
>Try and disassemble yourself completely.
>Do that thing where you made your fist as hard as a rock.
>Write-In?
Whoops, forgot to link the previous post.

>>1537601
>do that thing with your fist
After we practice a few times abd get the hang of it then
>try abd disassemble part of your hand
Then after /that/
>try your whole body

>>1537601
>Try and break just a part of yourself up.
could we disassemble our flesh and still move?

>>1537601
>Do that thing where you made your fist as hard as a rock.

>>1537625
support

>>1537625
But slowly work up the arm, not all at once

>Try and break just a part of yourself up.

>>1537638
support

>>1537625
>>1537626
>>1537627
>>1537633
>>1537638
>>1537643
>>1537650
Alrighty, seems we wanna test the waters slowly. Then going for broke.
Gimme a 1d100 guys.

Rolled 26 (1d100)

>>1537695

Rolled 14 (1d100)

>>1537695

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>1537695

Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>1537695

So much pain
Why hath you forsaken me dice gods

>>1537710
>>1537717
>>1537721
Did you hear the one about the guy that accidentally disassembled his dick? I kid.

Also, did I mention we roll with best of three in this house? Cuz we do.

Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>1537695

Rolled 5 (1d100)

I am rolling for posterities sake.

>>1537762
Okay. Okay. You can definitely do this. Sure, you've never really done it on purpose before now but hey, you're a metahuman. It's in your genes so you can totally control it. It's a part of you so it should all come naturally. Right? You stretch and breath deeply, in and out. Then you stop because you're not sure if it has anything to do with your breathing or if your limber or not. And because you feel a bit silly.

Cmon! This shouldn't be so hard just- think happy thoughts? Nope, not trying to fly here. Wait. Can you fly? That'd be sick.

You stop for a moment and drop your arms to your sides and close your eyes. No more jokes, no more distractions. Just, think like you did before. Be free.

A distinct tingling feeling comes all over you, not unpleasant but not a great feeling either. You look down and see that vapor streaming out of your nose and mouth and off of your hands even. you turn your hands over and watch it in roll off of you in a ghostly way. It eventually tapers off into thin air though. Now that's what you were talking about.

Scanning the room you see a rotting wooden statue of a tiki. And figure it's a good enough target for your first test. "Alright tiki man, the folks that owned this place are already cursed so I hope you don't hold this against me. Clenching your right hand into a tight fist you search for that feeling where it 'hardened'. When you think you've got it, you smash down your fist on the statues ugly face and- you may need an ice pack.

After spitting a few obscenities into the dead air you decide to settle for something smaller. With a bit of concentration, your hand breaks apart into the 'dust' and adds a good amount to the small cloud coming off of your person. It's a real weird sensation. It's like your hand is there but just not where it normally is. Like... you could grasp something still if you tried.

And as if on cue, your hand reappears in front of you, but not attached to you. Confused, you move it around and manage to wave to yourself and of course, flip yourself off. Now that is a trick. And you notice, this works on your clothes too. You can't explain that one but at least you won't end up naked if you break yourself up too much.

You crack you neck in anticipation of your final exercise. The big time. You close your eyes and try to focus on that tingling feeling letting it envelop your whole body, not just a limb.

You feel light. Like, you're in a bouncy house and your getting lots of air time. Or like you hitting that dangerous sweet spot while swinging high on a playground swing.

Like... your flying. Your eyes shoot open and- flying! Your up above the ground at least several feet. You are fucking flying! You're... well, you're floating. But this is progress right? Your sort of, partially disassembled. You're still visible but floating around in a cloud of vapor moving back and forth across the ceiling of the shop slowly. And your smiling like an idiot all the while.

>Continued

>>1537928

Idea for our guy, we need to get our control up as high as possible and then we don't have to invest in a suit or mask at all. We can simple disolve our face and keep it's grey mist floating directly in front of us which has the added bonus of giving us a mostly invulnerable protection for our head

>>1537957
You have my vote

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>>1537928
But then your smile drops off as you hear one of the doors in the back get smashed open. You clam up on instinct as two dudes in torn up red hoodies drag someone into the main room. They hit him every time he protests even a little and push him against a wall. It's gotten darker since you came here and the sun is only just setting, meaning your concealed perfectly in the shadows of the ceiling.

"Leonard, my friend. Your making this much too difficult." The first guy straightens up their victim, fixing his hair, his shirt. You almost curse out loud when you see his GCPD badge glint in the dying sunlight.

"Yeah Lenny, I thought we was plenty persuasive last time we spoke." The second guy on the other hand punches him the gut for apparently not responding fast enough.

You feel a ball of anger forming in the pit of your stomach every time they hit him.

"I just- I'm sorry. I had to do a lot of convincing to get put on that detail at the stadium. And-" He's interrupted by another punch to the gut from the second thug while the first one hold him in place. Cowards.

"Tut tut. We are not interested in excuses, only results. And of course that you follow our instructions to the letter. That means not drawing attention to yourself."

But all answers fall on deaf years as they beat him, making sure not to hit him in the face.

"Leonard, you must know. Anarky will find a way into the stadium with or without you. You are expendable so you truly must try your best to be useful." The first thug is playing good cop you think, or good thug.

"You freaks, what're you planning-" He's cut off again by a swift knee to the gut.

"You don't need ta worry about that. Besides, dontcha wanna help out the people of Gotham Lenny? You know what they say, what doesn't kill you..."

Just what the fuck have you stumbled on?

>And that concludes our session! I hope you guys enjoyed. I'll be around to answer questions and I promise there will be action next session.

>>1538024

Oh cool, free target partice

>>1538117
Absolutely. Moving targets are best after all.

Oh and to answer your question from hours ago, yes. You can absolutely meet Zatanna. You could meet just about anyone based on where your choices take you.

>>1538174
>You could meet just about anyone based on where your choices take you.

Can we meet Rick James, bitch?

>>1538174
Raven?

>>1538361
>Can we meet Rick James, bitch?

You makin fun of me?

Oh yeah and next session should be tomorrow around noon. Don't wanna a twitter unless I can finish off a good sized thread successfully. I think it's obvious I lost a good amount of you with the delay on that last post so I'll make sure I;m prompt on the multi-part updates in the future.

>>1538400
Just about anyone Anon. Raven and lots of other teenage characters are a distinct possibility.

>>1538407

Honestly it is faster turn around than I would say 3/4th of the quests on qst nowadays, look forward to playing in the universe

>>1538400
Given how we just met a member of the Young Justice team, yeah.

>>1538455
Blondie?
fuck, was she terra?

>>1538407
I hope we meet both Zatanna and Raven, if only because Zatanna is a bae, and so is Raven.

That and palling around with BeastBoy. My main concern though is every DC villain that appears from the woodwork.

>>1538478
I was assuming so, as well. Shit on a stick, she would have annihilated them.

>>1538407
>You makin fun of me?

Hey, you said -anyone-.

>>1538478
Yeah, blondie is Artemis, Green Arrow's prodigy.

>>1538546
I thought that was arsenal

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>>1538478
>>1538546
Yep, Blondie was Artemis Crock. An interpretation that was mainly only used on the Young Justice tv show. Though remember, this is a streamlined version of the universe so things are "different".

>>1538479
>if only because Zatanna is a bae, and so is Raven.
Ah yes, waifus. I have but one request anons. There are many beautiful fish in this particular sea, so maybe don't marry the first one you happen to catch? Just a suggestion.

>>1538610
Arsenal is currently still Speedy and training/crime fighting with Green arrow as his mentor yes. But Artemis is also related to GA.

>>1538611

It has always been a curious afflictions of Anons, though most of these don't survive a long enough arc to "date around" so sometimes it feels like either one and done or harem route

>>1538611
DC Universe means that the moment they see Raven or Zatanna, waifu polls are closed. It's the same every fucking time.

>>1538669
>not going for objectively best waifu - Death

She is what we will all want once the shitstorms start, after all.

>>1538683
I'm fine with literally anyone but those two. Like come on spice shit up a bit.

>>1538669

>Power Girl

FTFY

>>1538698
Never read anything with power-girl in it. Always find people asking about Raven or Zatanna.

>>1538697
>I'm fine with literally anyone but those two.

>he would fuck Hawkgirl

Get the hell outta here. Degenerates these days.

>>1538705
If that means no Raven I welcome the change.

>>1538701

I feel like I hear about Power Girl a lot, you just never read anything about her because even when name dropped she never shows up in game, too high of a power level given the newbie hero status most of these games have

But if she did show up it would be polls closed

>>1538701

I was asking about Zantanna because I was voting for the psychic powers route and wanted to see if we could get some mentorship or a teamup

>>1538724
I assumed you were asking for the same reason people usually ask for, my bad mang.
>>1538714
Honestly I don't hear about power girl a lot, but what you say makes sense, they don't mention her because she barely appears. Still Raven doesn't appear either and no matter where I read a DCU quest there's always at least 1 person asking "can we waifu Raven" so Iunno.

>>1538738

No worries, it'd be nice to get a breath of fresh air on the waifu front

>>1538705
>he would fuck Hawkgirl
>Degenerates

Yes, anyone that would sleep with Hawkgirl is a degenerate. She is married after all.

>>1538669
>>1538697
>>1538738
>>1538745

I'll try to avoid an immediate poll closing if I can. These teenage years are usually awkward as hell anyways.

>>1538710
Hey, you may not like it, but Raven is top-tier. Sure some variety would be nice, but you can't force the issue. Personally I wish people would choose an "evil" character to waifu for once. Why not Killer Frost? Why no Galatea (yeah, supergirl/powergirl, but still.)? How about Jade? Domino? That Meena Dhawan chick or whatever? Jesus, female speedsters are hard to come by, aren't they?

>>1538697
I play one quest where zantana or raven wins the waifu wars and i'll pick a new girl.
Besides, Zantana is like the DC version of black cat.
Pretty sure we can all agree shes the best

>>1538761
It's not like I have anything against a particular character, like for example I love iron-man but if every marvel quest was about iron-man I'd be fucking tired of it by the 3rd similar thread. I don't want Zatanna to get waifud in this and I'm a Zatannafag so that tells you how tired I am of Raven/Zatanna talks more than how much I dislike "x" character.

>>1538767
I like Zatanna but really there's enough good waifus in DC to go around, like fuck go waifu Huntress or whoever you want as long as it ain't those two just for variety's sake or even a villain like was said above. Just something to have our own flavour of quest.

>>1538788
>he doesn't want more alcoholic wisecracking genius, playboy, philanthropists

I'm just saying, Livewire deserves more love.

Every DC quest i've played died before any waifu won but if i had to pick someone else i guess i'd go wiiith a young killer frost i guess.
There was one nifty quest where we hit on her civilian identity while shopping at a grocery store.
that was nice

>>1538800
Okay, listen here man. I am NOT about to get between Huntress and The Question. That is asking for trouble. It's like trying to waifu Black Canary or Hawkgirl. Your shit'll get fucked up man.

>>1538936
>meanwhile, no one wants to fuck wonder woman

kek. You can't pursue almost any of the girls since most of em have a super-husbando.

>>1538936
It was just a random example my dude, first one that came to mind with black hair like Zatanna. Sides we still don't know how things are in this verse, maybe QM is willing to have some of them be single for waifuing or their husbandos killed.

>>1538972
>>1538982
I acknowledge this, but as for some of the girls, who they end up with is different depending on the universe. I am staying away from the consist ones though (i.e. Hawkgirl, Huntress, Black Canary, Iris West, etc.).

>>1538998
I'd bang she-hulk tbqhfamalam.

>>1538998
Hold on, I'm crossing the streams again. Ignore my waifu-addled mind.

>>1539007
I would too. She is attractive, single, and VERY successful in her career field.

Oh shit, another idea.
Harley Quin.
Kill the joker and take her out of gotham.
Shit, i forgot we're in gotham, we'll run into her in no time.

>>1539023
But Joker though. Unless we are in Injustice timeline, we probs won't get rid of him ever. Also, I love her interactions and relationship with Ivy.

>>1539038
I mean batmins had a bunch of occassions to end the joker he just didn't want to, so it's entirely possible to end him.

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Hey. Y'all are still here? Talking about waifuing villains now? Dontcha know that shit is guaranteed drama? I won't stop you though.

>>1539081
Drama is good for stories.

>>1539081
You say that like its a bad thing.

Tbh I'm not aiming for any particular character, I'd rather let things develop naturally and match the MC with someone that seems to get along with him or have a fling that makes sense rather than metagame my way to someone.

>>1539081
>implying we won't become a villain

Do you even superior enemy, Sleepy?

>>1539141
Fuck no, we supes and we protect mom's smile.

>>1539351
I thought our Mom was donezo dead?

>>1539356
Even in heaven she can still smile anon.

>>1539351
>implying mom isn't already evil

Quit being a bitch, anon. We can do cool shit. Like sit around and not risk our lives for people who won't give a shit and eventually turn on us like everyone always does to superheroes out of paranoia and fear.

I'm just fucking with you, but playing a villain would be a nice change of pace if it wasn't one of those stupid "Hurr durr, ur sooper ebil" types that you see around. Fuck being evil. Just wanna not die and be rich.

>>1539365
If it makes sense I'm all for it, but going out of the blue "let's steal shit" seems kinda weird to me. I mean so far we a good boi, but if things change towards that I'm all for it.

>>1539365
>>1539363
>>1539356
Sorry, wrong DC based quest.

>>1539409
It's okay buddy, you can pretend to be pretending I do it all the time.

>>1539437
What if he's pretending to pretend about you pretending that we're pretending?

>>1539437
What? I am referring to >>1531668
>>1539462
WHAT IS GOING ON?!

>>1539462
Then I'll pretend I knew that.

In DnD terms: Chaotic Good Supervillain?
An anti-villain if you like.
Might be fun. Have the city's best interests at heart, go about it with an eye to profit and not giving a shit what people think.

>>1540065
>>1539365
>Forgetting links
I'm an idiot.
Point is there's no reason we couldn't be an active play maker in the city and be an alright human being, at least comparatively.

Shit I lurked the entire fucking time and I regret it IMMENSELY.

Hope you run again soon Sleepy.

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Mom used to tell you something her mother used to her.

We are where we need to be.

Granted, you never took it all that seriously and gramma was intensely religious and after grampa passed she barely spoke. But when she did, she would drop little pearls of wisdom like that. The idea that no matter how great or shit your day has been, you are exactly where you are supposed to be. You guess that might make some people feel... more secure? Like everything is on track even if your car is stolen and you dog dies?

Your still not sure how you feel about that. But as your watching a couple of thugs beat on someone who chose to protect and serve Gotham of all places? You can at least believe in happy accidents.

Thing 1 and Thing 2 have stopped beating on the poor guy long enough to have a conversation and your just absorbing every word, firstly because your trying to find the best angle of attack and secondly, because they just mentioned whats more than likely an attack on the Gotham Knights stadium.

"Now Leonard, remember to bring exactly what we told you to bring to the meeting place. Do you remember the meeting place Leonard?" The first thug checks his phone while he talks for some reason.

"Yeah... yeah it was in the narrows, in the chinese place- Mr. Lung's?" Thug 1 stops typing way on his phone long enough to nod to Thug 2- who punches the cop in gut again.

"It was a yes or no question Leonard. Now remember, this is a delicate so follow your instructions and do your part. Who knows, there might even be something extra in it for you. You could use the extra funds with a baby on the way, no?" He adjusts his hood and in the low light you catch the reflection of a nearly featureless white mask.

The cops eyes turn down. "I- yes. I'll do what you want. I just need more time to do what your asking, please."

"You should no by now that Anarky waits for no man." He raises his phone again, it's nearly completely dark in here now so you get a better look at his screen looks like hes making a call.

Make your move Barret.

>Drop down on them and catch em by surprise. You've been in enough fights to handle them if they can't even touch you.
>Try and 'harden' your limbs again, could make this go a lot faster. Could also hurt like a bitch.
>Maybe fuck with them a little? You see a shiny black handle of something sticking out of the dumb ones pocket.
>Write-In?

>>1540802
>maybe fuck with them a little

>>1540802
>Drop down on them and catch em by surprise. You've been in enough fights to handle them if they can't even touch you

I have a theory as to the whole "hardening" thing. It's proportionate to our density, so if we disassemble ourself we become lighter, the opposite must be true if we compact our molecules.

>>1540802
>Maybe fuck with them a little? You see a shiny black handle of something sticking out of the dumb ones pocket.

>>1540802
>Drop down on them and catch em by surprise. You've been in enough fights to handle them if they can't even touch you.

>>1540802
>Maybe fuck with them a little? You see a shiny black handle of something sticking out of the dumb ones pocket.

>>1540802
>Maybe fuck with them a little? You see a shiny black handle of something sticking out of the dumb ones pocket.

>>1540802
>Maybe fuck with them a little? You see a shiny black handle of something sticking out of the dumb ones pocket.
We can't easily defend against blades and bullets yet, so stealth is the name of the game.

>>1540809
>>1540814
>>1540815
>>1540818
>>1540822
>>1540823
Looks like mind games followed by a good ol fashioned ass whoopin.

Toss me a 1d100 guys.
I'm honestly a little surprised at the player turnout. I've seen better quests than mine struggle to get three votes.

Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>1540853
Do we get a bonus for theatrical and pantomime effects?

Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>1540853
everyone likes cape quests

Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>1540853

Rolling

>>1540853
you serious qm ? cape quests are very popular

Rolled 11 (1d20)

god what shit rolls we have

I'm gonna make a offering to the dice gods

Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>1540853

Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>1540853

>>1540853
Man, trust me, this is no where NEAR as bad as some. Cape Quest is great mang.

We're pulling the crackbitch yaaay

>>1540856
>>1540857
>>1540859
Not the best. But good enough!

And yeah, I guess I just didn't realize. Only ones I ever participated in was HMQ and Struggling Student. RIP Crusty.

>>1540875
RIP papa crusty, we miss you. 1 minute of phasing in his loving memory

Crusty is dead

Long live the Vagrant.

>>1540875
>>1540888

RIP Crusty Jones

>>1540875
Ultimately, you're still not one hundred percent on how far your 'invulnerability' goes. So it'd be wise to do everything you can to avoid getting shot or stabbed. On that note.

You will your hand away and it disappears into a paper thin stream of dust. It flows down to the side of Thug 2 and partially reappears when it gets within inches of the handle. With great care, you press your fingers down onto the object and slip it out of his pocket. You figure he didn't notice since he's currently busy scratching his ass. You life the object up past their notice and see it's a collapsed metal baton. Then, you get an idea.

Willing your left hand to separate it lowers down to the first thugs shoulder you hide it behind his back and he's none the wiser. You lower your right hand again into position behind the second thugs hand and... showtime.

You tap Thug 1 on the his right shoulder with your left hand and when it registers in his brain that his partner is to his left and they should definitely be alone he wheels around, startled. Only to see nothing since your hand has dissipated.

His buddy though? You whip your hand and the metal rod slides out with a click. Thug 2 turns but all he gets is cracked over the head with his own baton. He doubles over and Thug 1 fumbles for what you assume to be a weapon and you throw the baton into his face, his mask flies off and he curses in pain.

It's here that you return most of your dust to your body and drop down from the ceiling, right onto Thug 1. He collapses instantly under you and you roll of him to attack Thug 2. Oof, video games make shit like that look easy. You kinda landed on his shoulder there and you're a bit winded from the fine use of your powers but your far from spent.

You run up to Thug 2 before he can recover and drive your knee into his masked face. And down he goes.

While you've got no idea how long these guys will stay out you know at least that the cop- Leonard. Leonard needs to get out of here. You go to help him up an remember that all you've got to conceal your face is the dark and a hoodie. That won't suffice up close. But it seems your full of good ideas tonight. Allowing the dust to flow out of your nose and mouth it streams until your certain your face is completely obscured.

The officer, to his credit, is surprisingly nonplussed by your entrance and appearance as you help him stand on his own. You must look damn ghostly. He rests his hand on his side and coughs, wincing in pain. "You uh- you one of them?"

You cock your head. It should be obvious. "A metahuman?"

"No no, a hero. Like Batman and them." He goes and relieves Thug 1 of the pistol he tried to whip out on you while he speaks.

Good question huh?

>Um, yeah. I guess. I did just swoop into a rescue didn't I?
>I dunno officer, you just looked like you needed help.
>Like Batman? You mean non-existent?
>You seem pretty zen about all this.
>Write-In?

>>1540984
>>Um, yeah. I guess. I did just swoop into a rescue didn't I?
then
>>You seem pretty zen about all this.

>>1540984
>Like Batman? You mean non-existent?
Btw Sleepy, where are we chronologically in DC canon? Post/Pre Crisis, Post New 52? Rebirth?

>>1540984
>I dunno officer, you just looked like you needed help.
>You seem pretty zen about all this.

>>1540984
>Write-In
Dont say anything. Why dont we act like a ghost for now?

>>1540984
>I dunno officer, you just looked like you needed help.

>>1541000
I wonder if our voice gets all fucked up and weird by the dusty-ness. Built in voice modulator?

>>1540987
>>1540989
>>1540994
>>1540997
>>1541000
>>1541003
Guess were mixing it up a little, mostly in the middle though.
>where are we chronologically in DC canon?

Nowhere. Technically. Read the intro, this is a much less confusing, streamlined interpretation of the DC universe. Though to give you an idea of WHEN this is. The founding members of the Justice League have worked together a couple times already and are only a couple steps away from making the decision to officialy form the league.

Batman hasn't been in the public eye much at all since he's Batman and to most people outside of Gotham (and some inside) he is still just a ghost story. Make them fear you and all that.

>>1541019
Not a bad idea. In fact, we don't want mom to know that we already messed around with our powers, right? So it's better to keep a very low profile and give less hints as possible regarding our person. Voice included.

>>1540984
>I dunno officer, you just looked like you needed help.
>You seem pretty zen about all this.

>>1541032
"I dunno officer. I haven't been at.. whatever this is to put a label on it." You shrug. "But I guess I just saw you and thought you could use a hand."

He stares at you for a moment and you realize that your voice gets all... wavy? Warbly? Whatever, it gets weird when you do this to conceal your face. "Hmm. Sounds like a hero to me. See a need, fill a need and all that."

You frown a little behind your dust mask. "Yeah well, I don't own a cape so I'm not sure what to call it. Y'know your pretty damn zen for a guy that just got beat up by thugs and rescued by a some rando metahuman."

In response he just sighs deeply before wincing again. "It's been a long week. Anarky's thugs have been up my ass, and I've barely slept." He pauses. "You know you sound like him?"

"Like who? Lenny."

"Batman. People call him a hero and he just shrugs it off."

"You met Batman? Wait a sec, Batmans really real?" The surprise in your voice comes through even while distorted and Lenny smirks a bit.

"Must not be from here. Yeah I met him, just the once. And only for a moment. He saved an officer from a collapsing building and just, delivered back to his squad car. The guys partner thanked him, said he was a hero. He just told us to stay away from any buildings in the area until the incident was resolved."

Huh. Well imagine that. Moms gonna be happy.

But whats more important to you than Batman sightings right now- is the thugs purpose here. "So they were trying to bully you into helping them with an attack on the stadium?"

He finishes checking over the gun he picked up from the thug and slips it in his holster. Damn. They took his service gun. "You heard it all then, they're planning something big on the stadium, yeah. I'm not sure what though, just that they needed a way in and uniforms for disguises." He sighs again. "Since your one of the skeptics, I don't suppose you could ring Batman and tell him about this, could you? I'm a little out of my depth."

"I... I'm sorry officer. I know your family is in danger... But-"

You fall silent as you remember then mention of the meeting place and how Thug 1 kept pressing how important it was that everything go smoothly. What in the world could these guys want? Taking a moment to pull out your phone and google Gotham Knights Stadium. It's bad.

There's going to be a huge game in a couple days between the Knights and the Metropolis Meteors. Fuck.

>Couldn't you just tell the department what they've been making you do? I mean, I put these guys out so you've got time right?
>Wait, what was the meeting place for exactly?
>I can't handle this shit, isn't a threat on this level like terrorism? We need the army.
>Write-In?

>>1541032
>>1540984
>>I dunno officer, you just looked like you needed help.
>>You seem pretty zen about all this.

>>1541125
>Wait, what was the meeting place for exactly?
>>1541125
>Write-In?
Wait, if you aren't even considering going to your department, how badly is the police force compromised?

>>1541125
>Write-In?
Do you know anyone that can contact him(batman)? Or anyone that can help with this? This is way out of my paygrade.

>>1541125
>Wait, what was the meeting place for exactly?
It's Gotham PD, every single one on the take, save for Gordon who, if I'm doing this right, isn't Commissioner yet.

>>1541138
I'm assuming we know gotham's a shithole don't we? Or do they keep their shitpolice things hidden away?

>>1541125
>Write-In
Let's walk away, we still need to improve ourselves before doing things this big.

>>1541125
>Couldn't you just tell the department what they've been making you do? I mean, I put these guys out so you've got time right?
>I can't handle this shit, isn't a threat on this level like terrorism? We need the army.
>Write in

"And how the fuck do I get a hold of Batman?"

>>1541125
>>Wait, what was the meeting place for exactly?

So how long do you think it'll be before we end up fighting Batman over a misunderstanding or some other less convoluted reason? Place your bets.

>>1541125
>Wait, what was the meeting place for exactly?
>Wait, if you aren't even considering going to your department, how badly is the police force compromised?

>>1541159
0 chance, there's my bet.

>>1541159
If we do, we need to reenact this

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

There is NO EXCUSE not to

>>1541176
That actually makes me wonder how MC's body in solid and dusty form react to things. If you throw water on his dust does it just fall to the ground? Can you electrocute him? What happens if you separate parts of his body from the whole for a prolonged period of time? Is he allergic to shrimp?

>>1541193
Would the shrimp turn to dust if it were inside him?

>>1541125
>>Couldn't you just tell the department what they've been making you do? I mean, I put these guys out so you've got time right?

>>1541193
We should be able to get a lot smaller than dust

>>1541194
Could he dematerialize the the shrimp, take it out of his body, then put it inside someone else?

>tfw force feeding someone something they are allergic to with dust shenanigans

What the fuck is even happening?

>>1541235
Yooo but imagine that though, we get some of Green Arrows chili, de-materialize it, and use it as a portable mustard gas.

>>1541241
You may think this man is joking, but it has been classified as a chemical weapon in the DCEU.

Yo, sorry for the delay. Apparently my exterminator is a real chatterbox.

It appears that were not letting this one slide but were also looking to call a professional.

>Writing

>>1541241
If we had to eat it first to dematerialize it I don't think we could manage. But if we just have to touch it then that is mean as fuck and you should feel bad.

>>1541259
But this is assuming we can dematerialize things we touch, not just things within our mass. But fuck imagine if we could. The entire world, on their knees, tearing up and choking from simply being in our radius.

>>1541256
What pests you dealing with Sleepy? Roaches? Termites?

>>1541264
jews?

>>1541264
>But this is assuming we can dematerialize things we touch, not just things within our mass.

Well our clothes aren't part of us but they go with us, right? So it could just be a plot contrivance that we can only do it to our clothes rather than anything we touch. If we could do it to anything we touch we could just get into anywhere by removing the door or barrier from the equation.

Convoluted shit incoming.

>>1541256
Holy shit. Holy fucking shit you stumbled upon a terror plot. What else could it be? With a name like Anarky it could be anything as long as it's chaotic. Bombs? Some kind of massive hostage taking? Game fixing? Okay, not that last thing but shit. Looks like you and Officer Lenny have something in common. You're both out of your depth.

"Shit. Just give me a second to think." Lenny looks up at you, with something approaching hope in his eyes. God, he's actually hoping you can give him a way out. "Wait. Wait- hold on a sec, what was the meeting place for exactly?"

"They told me to bring the uniforms I gather to there, It's uh- also where I report to them everyday. These two knuckleheads must've followed me from my report today." He glaces outside through one of the broken windows. I live around here, in the village."

"So they must be using it as a little base then, they might even move from there to the stadium once it's time to act on their plan." You find yourself pacing the floor, racking your brain for solutions. Then you spot tweedl-dee and tweedle-dum on the floor again. "Y'know... couldn't you take what you know to your department? With these two out of it you have some time right? Grab your family and hole up in hq?" Then another thought strikes you. "Or is the real reason why you haven't called for help that the GCPD is as corrupt as the stories say?"

The officer laughs bitterly. "You hit the nail on the head. But I may not have a choice, I can't let these two go now that this has happened. Which reminds me." He immediately turns both of them on their stomachs and handcuffs them, sliding them against the wall. "But things have been better since the new commish came in." He snaps his fingers. "Y'know that's probably why they picked me. I mean, I'm part of the new blood that Gordon brought in. Wouldn't surprise me if some officers on Anarky's payroll singled me out."

"What about him then? Gordon? Could you trust him?" You're getting kind of desperate here but you need an edge.

Lenny takes a solid minute to consider the question. "I think so, god I hope so. He's the best shot I've got if I'm being perfectly honest."

>continued

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>>1541362
You let out a breath you weren't aware you were holding. Ok. Good. "Now one more thing. Someone must be able to call Batman right? I mean shit I doubt someone like him just sits around next a police scanner."

"I was hoping you might have the answer to that one. Really. Batman just seems to show up but this is too big to just hope he catches wind of it."

You both fall silent after that. Neither of you having a fix for that one.

Then officer Lenny goes towards the door. "We cant just sit on our thumbs. I'm gonna call for backup." He looks back at the downed thugs. "I just caught a couple of Anarky's boys after they jumped me." Then he considers you. "What are you gonna do?"

>I'm gonna check out Mr.Lung's. Heard their spicy noodles are the shit
>This is way above my paygrade, I gotta find Batman. Somehow.
>Fuck if I know. This is insane.
>Good luck to you and your family, Lenny.
>Writ-In?

>>1541365
>This is way above my paygrade, I gotta find Batman. Somehow.
>Good luck to you and your family, Lenny.

>>1541365
>this is way above my paygrade, find batman
well we could pretend to rob a bank or something with our superpowers, so batman should show up sooner rather than later

>>1541365
>I'm gonna check out Mr.Lung's. Heard their spicy noodles are the shit
>This is way above my paygrade, I gotta find Batman. Somehow.

Find Batman
Tell him he can't hurt us.

>>1541365
>Mr. Lung's
>Do what I can besides. Good luck on your end.
>How would I find this Anarky asshole?

>>1541365
>>I'm gonna check out Mr.Lung's. Heard their spicy noodles are the shit
>>This is way above my paygrade, I gotta find Batman. Somehow.
>Good luck to you and your family, Lenny.

>>1541365
>Tell Gordon. JUST Gordon. If it makes you feel better...shit, I can help watch your family. I'll help out however I can to keep Anarchy's guys off them.

>>1541365
>This is way above my paygrade, I gotta find Batman. Somehow.
>Good luck to you and your family, Lenny.

>>1541372
>>1541373
>>1541377
>>1541388
>>1541390
>>1541392
Looks like Morgan ain't the type to cut and run.
>writing

>>1541418
Sleepy did the pests eat you?

>>1541418
You came here to test your powers. And now, you're doing your level best to thwart a supervillain. Ain't life grand?

"I think I'm gonna get some takeout, Mr.Lung sounds good. Heard their spicy noodles are the shit. Beyond that? Gotta get Batman's attention somehow. I've got a couple ideas." None of them good

He smiles, a real genuine smile. "Alright hero, and thank you. Really, thank you."

That- for some reason that catches you off guard. "...Hey, see a need fill a need right?"

"Damn right." He grabs his radio but you stop him short.

"Oh and this might go without saying but ONLY tell Gordon, if he's the commissioner then he can figure it out from there. And umm, good luck officer, to you and your family."

He gives you a casual salute before bringing his radio to life and dragging the thugs outside. And now that that's over, you really need a good nights sleep before you do anymore crazy shit. you slip out the back and begin the walk back to your house. As soon as you think you're out of anyone's view you draw your dust back in and pull your hood down. You have plenty to think about on the way home. After today your reasonably confident that you can sneak about the chinese food joint and see what they're up to but contacting Batman? Wow.

But the way you see it, you've got one real option. You of course don't know any ways of contacting the guy but he's Batman. He fights crime. So that means. If some untouchable metahuman starts making a stink...

Oh fuck what are you thinking? What if he doesn't listen? Your powers are untested and getting arrested by Batman would look terrible on your resume.

You need sleep.

>Continued

>>1541535
When you get home you see warm light coming from the windows.

Shit. You forgot about mom. She trusts you but she will have questions. You check the time on your phone. Half past 7. Not so bad. You hop up the steps to your humble domicile and let yourself in. Mom looks over her shoulder and smiles when she sees you.

"Hey Morgan. What kept you?" She resumes her task once you lock the door behind you, unpacking boxes. She's currently on the kitchenware.

>School stuff. Making up all this work is gonna be the death of me.
>I made a friend, we were just chillin.
>I just went for a walk is all. Warm air is apparently a luxury in Gotham so I was soakin it up.
>Write In?

>>1541538
>I made a friend, we were just chillin.

>>1541538
>School stuff. Making up all this work is gonna be the death of me.

We'll need to come up with a better excuse eventually

>>1541538
>>School stuff. Making up all this work is gonna be the death of me.
>>I made a friend, we were just chillin.

>>1541538
>I made a friend, we were just chillin.
She's gonna be suspicious regardless of what we say so fuck it

>>1541538
>>School stuff. Making up all this work is gonna be the death of me.
>>After that, I just went for a walk is all. Warm air is apparently a luxury in Gotham so I was soakin it up.

>>1541569

This combo is good too, wouldn't want to go the friend route because we don't actually have anybody to bring up if she asks

>>1541538
>>Write In?

>I decided to walk home. I got lost.

>>1541549
>>1541553
>>1541557
>>1541558
>>1541569
Fake homework followed by a fake walk. Got it.
>Writing

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>>1541602
"Eh, I came home and started working on my make up work but the workload is real heavy so I thought I'd walk it off. Got a bit lost in the neighborhood y'know? Or I guess it's more accurate to say I was distracted." Not a complete lie.

And she accepts it readily. Which only makes you feel worse about the lie. But... it seems you should get used to it. "Well son, if you're not too worn out from your exercise would you mind helping your poor mother with these boxes?"

Now your life is boxes. So much cardboard. Who knew you guys even had this much shit? How does it all pile up? People sure do drag around lots of crap in their lives.

With a newly armed kitchen, you and mom settle in for a quiet dinner before you both head for the sweet embrace of sleep.

---

You could not have imagined having this problem yesterday morning.

Mom drove off for work not long after you woke up for school so now you're sitting on your front porch, watching the neighborhood wake up and get out to face another day in Gotham. You're sitting and not walking because your still trying to come to grips with the fact tha you are considering the best and least harmful way to get Batmans attention so that you can warn him of a looming supervillain plot.

This isn't real life.

But it is. So Barret, you've gotta nut up. What's the best way to say 'Yo Batman! Pay attention to me!' While also not permanently staining your rep and possibly getting punched by Batman. You don't waana get punched by Batman.

Rob a bank? It's a classic. But you'd have to deal with guards and you don't wanna hurt anyone for this. Maybe if you just start freaking people out on the streets using your powers? Then you'd definitely have to contend with the police and getting arrested by them would absolutely blow.

Dammit.

>Well guys, this ones more freeform. How do you wanna catch the eye of the Bat?

>>1541684
Go around some alleys, find one where crime is happening (or go to the nearest alarm), and look around the rooftops.

>>1541684
Break the law but in a way that no one gets hurt.
Graffitti batman sucks everywhere in really hard to reach places with your hovering

>>1541684
find an empty wherehouse with equally empty parking lot get some gasoline an draw a bat symbol in the parking lot with said gas light it and then get on rooftop of the wherehouse

>>1541706
This

>>1541706
thirding

>>1541706

Seems like a solid place to start

>>1541684
Seconding
>>1541706

>>1541706
>>1541714
>>1541719
>>1541722

All I can think of from this is that scene near the end of Punisher.

Let's do it

that feel you get when you come up with a plan that people like

>>1541735
Nothing feels as hardkur as a bat on fire.

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>>1541706
That

That's pretty fucking good.

>Writing
And this one is probably the last update for the day.

>>1541765
Oh shit and gimme a 1d100 just for funsies

Rolled 10 (1d100)

>>1541774
Flat bless

Rolled 2 (1d100)

>>1541774

Rolled 79 (1d100)

>>1541778
Ded

Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>1541774

Rolling

>>1541780
I'm done rolling for the day

>>1541785
hey that's pretty good.

>>1541782
Y'all better thank this man.

No but really. good roll.
>Now I'm really writing

Rolled 81 (1d100)

>>1541774

Rolling for funsies like you said

>>1541802
>roll really low

>"Okay, signal set, now to just-"
>Batman comes out of nowhere and dropkicks MC in the face
>"What kind of arsonist tries to burn concrete?"

RIP?

>>1541802
I didn't think, I just acted. Like every hero should.

>>1541782
you the hero of the day with you clutch roll

>>1541802
You're on that porch for what feels like hours, but a quick glance at your smart phone shows you that it's only been a half hour. It's almost time for your bus to arrive. With a heavy sigh you just start googling shit about Batman. Not much here other than theories on who or what he is. People calling him a hero. People screaming about how he's a menace and should just leave it to the police. Yeah, our half corrupt police. Great plan.

Scrolling past images of blurry shadows that people swear up and down are legit Batman photos but you stop short when you pass a very certain one. Unlike the other images it's a very clear picture. One of his throwing thingies, looks deadly as fuck to you but they say he hasn't killed a single criminal so who are you to judge? But no, what strikes you about it is the shape. It's his symbol right? A minimalist bat silhouette. Then the idea strikes you like lightning.

Yes. Yes that will do. It has too.

With a new pep in your step you jog for your bus stop. Your mind whirs while you plan out your grand attention grabber. And thankfully enough, you don't have to miss school to do it. The time soon comes to pile on board. You head off to school with what must be the biggest dumbest grin.

---

School practically flies by. It may be that your still weighing the risks and mapping out the steps of your plan for most of the day. But the more likely thing is that your the new kid that talks to no one so people ignore you. Either way. You sort of end up half jogging out of the school once the bell rings, eager to get started. You see Artemis and give her a quick wave, she looks like shes gonna call you over but she sees your pace and just gives you a knowing nod.

Must know what busy looks like.

Once you get home you change back into your 'exercise' clothes and get in and out of the house in a flash. No time to waste now as it'll be dark soon and the bus ride to the narrows ain't exactly quick. Soon you're enjoying the wonders of public transportation while you consider the best place to pull your stunt, and while you're at it you send mom a text about staying out with a friend. Not the best lie but this is too important. Now, The location. It needs to be open so anyone can see the fire and a place with lots of burnable shit would be ideal since your pretty sure concrete won't catch fire way you want it to.

>continued

>>1542159
You're gonna need fuel for the fire, lots of accelerant to set it off nice and bright, and a big place with no people to set it in. No biggie.

In about an hour the bus drops you off near what you would call the border. The buildings just sort start to rot away at some point.Less businesses. Less people. You fall back on your instincts and know-how when you see some less than honorable individuals hanging around and throw your hood up. Keep your eyes low and keep walking but don't run into anyone if you can help it. You enter an alleyway and once you confirm it's empty you let your dust obscure your face and fill the inside of your hoodie.

Showtime.

>Continued


Locating a general store isn't the hard part. For some reason, it's working up the nerve to just flat out steal. You know it's for a good cause but it feels kinda dirty. Like it's just not something to be done. Period. Guess they raised you right.

You slip in the alley behind the little shop and freeze when you see the padlocked door. No wait, you can do this. Summoning that familiar feeling, you ball up your hand into and fist, only this time you get a distinct 'sharp' kind of feeling over it. Taking that as your cue, you smash your hand over the lock and step back in surprise as you knock the whole goddamn door knob out of the door itself, leaving just a hole in the door that's now swinging freely. Sweet.

Now for the moment of truth.

You step in, and as you emerge from the back you allow your cloud to grow larger and larger until your body is half obscured by the grey dust. The lights you walk under in the store are blotted out as you make your way from the back to where your supplies are. You grab as many bottles of lighter fluid as you can carry, noting the free matchbook taped to each one, convenient. Then you begin to walk back but it seems the owner of at least someone who works here is standing in your way. But he looks scared shitless.

The portly guy gets one solid look at you, and bails. Your shoulders sag with relief. Smart move, guy. You snag a couple bags for the bottles of fluid and take off. One more thing and then we can get this party started.

Searching for completely abandoned buildings in the narrows is maddening. Like, every time you think you've got it- bam! Hobos. Luckily none of em pay you any mind. But soon enough, you strike gold. A large building, probably used to be a warehouse of some kind. It's kind of huge and there are tons of holes in the big wide roof. And an abundancy of rats. You're starting to think this building may not be quite what you need until you enter the back of it. Piles of stacks of empty wooden crates and palettes sit around. They say, burn me Morgan. Yeah, you talk to yourself too much.

>Continued

>>1542166
Now for the real moment of truth, you light several of the matches and give a small prayer to whoever is listening before from them on the ring of garbage. It lights up immediately, sort of startling you. The bat symbol blazes and completes itself with a kind of vigor that makes you feel it's alive. Your message has been sent.

You levitate up onto the roof, sit down cross legged, and wait.

And you wait. But not for long. You feel a presence behind you and it's close. You turn slowly, and see the man himself standing there, cape swept up in the night breeze.

He eyes you for what feels like an eternity before he finally speaks.

"You'd better start talking."

>>1542178
>End of session

Jesus that took WAY longer than I wanted it to. And of course I fucked up the posting a little.
>Continued
Yeah no shit.

So what now guys? You totally did it. Now your standing in front of Batman with info on is essentially gonna be a terrorist attack.

>>1542203

Tell him everything, of course.

>>1542203
Now WE ARE THE NIGHT SPOOPY GHOSTS AND BATS BEST COMBO

>>1542203
>So what now guys? You totally did it. Now your standing in front of Batman with info on is essentially gonna be a terrorist attack.

well first apologize for the fire signal
then tell him everything we know

>>1542203
Apologize for the rather crappy way of signaling him, but tell him he's not easy to get ahold of. Then tell him all the things.

>>1542223
This, with any luck he'll see us as an asset. Imagine our powers with Batman's training. Woof.

>>1542286
>Wanting to take "How to Get Shot by the Joker 101" classes

>>1542302

Can't be shot or have your brains bashed in with a crowbar if you literally can't be touched.

>>1542302
We can murder the joker, even if batman gets buttmad is a good call.

>>1542302
Not wanting to at least learn something from the worlds greatest detective and crime fighter. See a need, fill a need anon. That's a great fucking line.

>>1542321
Hey, let's be real here, Joker is way more canny than he first appears. And is at the very least damn near a genius when it comes to chemistry. He can make some fucked up shit in a garage with no real equipment and household supplies.

And there's the fact that we can't be straight up god-modo with the dust-modo. There has to be a caveat or weakness to it. Like an industrial fan.

>>1542342
We're a long way away from dealing with the Joker. But it would be a real shame not to take advantage of being in Gotham and meeting Batman.

>>1542354
At the very least, we can fuck up mooks then leave Batman to take out old chuckles.

>>1542354
I'm just trying to cool his jets. Need to reign in that sense of superiority. For all we know if someone spritzes acid on our dust it'll still burn and break us down like acid normally does to things.

We may be seemingly invulnerable to normal combat methods but that doesn't mean we can't get our shit pushed in.

We definitely should at least get some time with Bats, though. Even if he refuses to take us on as a protege he may still be willing to assist us in other ways so long as we are a gud boi who doesn't fuck up too badly.

>>1542377
Almost every Robin was someone who peaked his interest and didn't let up. We have info on a terrorist plot and a genuine desire to help. I do agree we probably aren't as invulnerable as we think we are. But the dust thing with density shifting offers some unique possibilities.

You guys are correct in that Morgan's dust form is not completely invulnerable. I'll let you figure out the limits yourselves of course.

As for learning from the Bat himself, well. We'll see. What's coming is gonna be great proving ground I'll tell you that much.

Anyways. I feel my writing is a bit too long in wordcount. I could be saying the same with less. Not a lot less mind you but less. And I rushed in the final stretch of the last update and got mistakes all over. Can be doin that.

>>1542595

It was fine.

Next thread when?

>>1542595
I've been enjoying the read. I enjoy the setting. Liking it more than the other DC quest too. So far I have no complaints.

So guys, if we make a run as super whatevers we wind up as.
>Specter
>Geist
>Morgan
???
I feel like at this point it isn't a hobby or a real thing we do, but it'd be nice to get these things figured out ahead of time.
Spooky ghost suit with hood or just whatever we happen to be wearing at the time as some sort of psuedo-Question with a vaguely spectral theme?
Because I'm totally fine with getting in a fight all [redacted] in a rented prom tux.