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Dull thuds ring in your ears. One. Two. Three. Four. Again. One. Two. Three. Four. Again. Your fists slam into the old cracked bag over and over, releasing fresh puffs of the scent of old leather every time. You've been at this gym for just over an hour and Artemis already has you running drills to perfect your form. Sweat drips down your face as you give yourself the first serious workout you've had since you start superhero-ing. Meanwhile, Artemis is standing to the side with her arms crossed, scrutinizing your every move. You continue punching even after she stops yelling for you to run through the motions again. You finish with a blow that sends the bag swinging hard in the other direction, breathing heavily.

Artemis tosses you your water and you drink it down greedily. "It's certainly not formal training, but you've got a great basis. You're gonna do great if you just keep the training up."

You can't help but smile. "My dad did teach me a few things, useful things for dealing with idiots who just rely on throwing their weight around everyone being scared by a knife."

She glances up at you while she types away on her phone. "Your dad sounds real tough."

He was. "Yeah, yeah he would give that impression."

Silence falls between the two of you after that and you both settle for just preparing to pack. up and leave the gym for the night. But Artemis stops you. "Oh. If you're planning on coming back you should really meet the owner. He's a tough old guy but he's real friendly, come on I'll introduce you."

"Um, alright. If you say so." She beckons you over towards a one of the larger rooms that's cut off from the main area where you've been training. It's got what's essentially a wall of windows so you can see what;s going on in there. You see a guy with his back to you, leading a class of about 20 in fighting forms. Just looking at him you can tell that he's done this so many times he could do it in his sleep. You and Artemis just watch for less than a minute as he brings the class to a close. When he walks out his mouth is pressed into a hard line. But he grins when he spots Artemis coming towards him.

"Still running them into the ground Ted?" Artemis shakes his hand and springs a hug on him before he can protest but he doesn't seem to mind.

"You know I don't teach any other way kid. They'll be all the better for it when they come out the other side."

"Ted, this is my friend Morgan. He's new to Gotham and thought he should learn to fight."

Ted moves past Artemis just a step to move and shake your hand. You barely catch but he sizes you up. You could tell by the look in his eyes. But it passed before you even knew it. "Good to meetcha Morgan, put 'er there." His hands are huge and calloused, his handshake is real firm but his doesn't crush your hand though you feel like he could without to much effort. He glances back at Artemis. "So, is your friend serious about his workout. Like you, I mean."

>Continued

>>1719369
Artemis makes a face before answering a little bit too quickly. "Oh no, he's here to learn self-defense. Right Morgan?"

More than that. "Yeah, but I was hoping to learn real fighting. From someone who knows what they're doing. And Artemis says you know just about everything there is to know about fighting, Mr.Grant."

Ted just sort of chuckles and waves me over to follow him. "Nah, Mr.Grant is my father. Ted is fine. And yeah, if you wanna learn to fight, you could do worse." We head down towards the ring near the center of the gym as he talks. "But learning to fight and learning to defend yourself are two different things, despite what ya might think." You all approach the ring and you realize after looking at the rest of the place that this one must be the oldest in the building. "But a lot of things can become clearer in the ring. So let me see your aptitude for myself. Artemis probably ran you through some drills already." He nods to her. "All right kid, you get up there with Morgan."

Artemis doesn't hesitate, she hops up onto the platform and under the ropes. Doing a couple of stretches before out sparring match begins.

>Alrighty, if that's what it takes. (Spar with Artemis)
>You don't want me to win, right? I watched her tear apart like seven people at once when we met.
>Shouldn't I spar with you? I mean, if you want to know where understanding is maybe you should see for yourself? (Spar with Ted)
>Write-In?

>>1719371
>>Alrighty, if that's what it takes. (Spar with Artemis)

>>1719369
>Alrighty, if that's what it takes. (Spar with Artemis)

>>1719371
>>Alrighty, if that's what it takes. (Spar with Artemis)

Glad your back.

>>1719371
>Alrighty, if that's what it takes. (Spar with Artemis)
It's been a while Sleepy! Welcome back!

>>1719371
>>Alrighty, if that's what it takes. (Spar with Artemis)
nice to see you alive sleepy

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Glad to be back guys!

Sparring with Artemis is unanimous.
Roll a 1d100

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>>1719439
Also, could we morph? Say our hands into hammers...

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>>1719441
You can't tranform your limbs but with your (sort of) powers of density shifting. Your bare fists could be just as good as hammers. Better really.

>>1719442
56! About as good as expected.

>Writing

>>1719453
Aw boo. I was hoping we could shift our molecules into different shapes, ala Flint Marko. Shit would be cash.

>>1719459
>>1719459
Might be able to do weird shit like that later, remember we're still pretty new with our powers.
>>1719453
On one hand, low rolls suck. On the other hand, it makes sense character wise, so I'm fine with it.

>>1719462
That being said, isn't it just the mass of our body we can affect? Like we can loose our bones, fat, muscles and just be a cloud of molecules right? What if we add onto ourselves like a ton of weight, and just redirecting it into bones and muscles? We would literally have the perfect body without EVER having needed to work out. 7'3'' with a fuckin BOD dude cause we ate something like twenty burritos and 10 pizzas.

>>1719500
Or at least better healing, but I'm guessing that would require some serious knowledge of biology, the kind we may be able to get at Gotham Academy

>>1719516
Like I said man, along with biology and physics we can get a fucking amazing body. Transmuting fat molecules into actin, myosin, and calcium we can turn our fat into the ultimate sculpting tool. Like actual muscle building, just way faster.

>>1719538
Sounds kinda like Fatgum from MHA,

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>>1719538
I was think we could learn to move faster in vaper form and be able to move in cyclones/tornadoes and rip stuff to shreds. We could also break off pieces of ourselves and make small balls anywhere from bullet to cannonball size and shoot them, maybe even in hails of it. Maybe enlarge or compact ourselves for different situations. There's a lot of stuff you can do with this power if you think creatively.

>>1719453
You look at Artemis as she stretches and hops about in the ring. She's only about what, 5'6? A bit taller than normal and you've seen the muscle she's built up. But beyond all that you've seen her in real fight first hand so you know not to fuck around. "Alrighty then, if that's what it takes. Just don't be surprised if she destroys me."

Ted just laughs, and tosses you a pair of old gloves for you to slip on. You climb in the ring to face your opponent and Artemis straight up looks like a different person. Her eyes are laser focused on you and she's locked into a wide stance that's probably apart of one of the many forms of martial arts she told you she's familiar with. You're having second thoughts before she winks. You manage to relax as you tighten your gloves and adjust your protective wear.

Ted pipes up before you begin. "Alright you two, this isn't a real match so I'll call it over when I see fit. Touch gloves in the center, and we can begin."

You both approach the center of the ring and when Artemis holds out her hand in a gesture much like a fistbump you tap and move back to your side of the ring. "Go!"

Ted signals the beginning and you and Artemis both move for each other without a second to waste. Knowing how skilled and fit she is you decide to use your natural advantages. Your reach, and your weight. You jab at her repeatedly as she tries to get closer, keeping her at arms length. She bobs and weaves past everything you throw at her, she suddenly whips about and her long ponytail distracts you for the barest second before her heel catches you in the side of the head. Instinctively, you grab the sides of your head and try to protect your upper body while she goes for your torso, jabbing you and landing a hard knee in your gut.

When you finally bowl over from the punishment Artemis is ready to pounce on you but your ready, you keep your legs tight as you roll backwards and spring her off of you just by extending your legs. Once you're back on you're feet you rush in again, an idea forming in your head. You go right in, and take the blows to your ribs as you wrap your arms around Artemis and go for a throw. You think you've surprised her at least but a rough elbow to your brow makes you regret this decision and let go.

You think you're back at square one before Artemis just rushes back in just as you get back on your feet. She transitions smoothly into boxing and punches for your face again and again, you end up purely on the defensive before you get tired of it and attempt to land one good blow. Looks like she was waiting for just such an attack. She grabs you arm and gets you clear off your feet in a classic shoulder throw.

Your world flips over and with a hard thud your on your ass. Ouch.

>Continued

>>1719593
You hear a whistle sound off and see an upside down Ted approach the side of the ring. "Alright alright I think that's enough. Good job as always kid." Artemis just nods while she tries to catch her breath and allows herself a small fistpump to celebrate her victory. Ted turns back to you. "And you. That fight was pretty telling. You're used to takin on people that don't know squat about fighting, you know a few things sure but you're form is sloppy and you rely to much on heavy handed offense." He pauses, scratching his shin. "And you just take every hit that comes your way, you gotta learn avoidance kid. You act like your're invincible."

That's... actually really astute. "Yeah, I uh. I learned a couple self defense techniques from my dad but with the move to Gotham and whatnot I thought I should really learn to fight."

Ted doesn't say anything to that he just looks you in the eye. While unwrapping the boxing tape from his fingers. Eventually Artemis coughs and he just sighs. "There's something you're not tellin me kid, I don't just teach anyone fighting. I teach self defense classes. You can sign up on the internet." He then starts scribbling something in a notepad and walks off.

At a bit of a loss for words you just look at Artemis and she frowns before hopping out of the ring and goes after him. Shit. That guy can really read people. You might need a better excuse than self defense. Or maybe... Maybe you could just ask Batman. It couldn't hurt right? You sigh yourself and crawl out the ring to grab your back pack before a glint in the corner of your eye makes you look off towards the opposite corner of the gym. There's not much equipment over there, and the gym is damn near empty. Seems it hit closing time while you and Artemis were sparring. The room over there looks like an office. And the door is open.

There it is again, a small glimmer of light. But it feels off. Not electronic light or natural light. A quick look over your shoulder tells you that Artemis and Ted are back near the entrance talking. It might be an invasion of privacy. But if your quick about it...

>Go check it out. Gotham is full of weird shit and it's kind of your job to deal with it.
>No. You shouldn't. Invading his office isn't gonna help your case.
>Call them over. Maybe it's nothing. Maybe it's absolutely something.
>Write In?

>>1719596
>Call them over. Maybe it's nothing. Maybe it's absolutely something.

>>1719596
>>No. You shouldn't. Invading his office isn't gonna help your case.

>>1719586
See this guy gets it. Though we'd need someone with some kind of momentum ability to throw our harden little pellet selves.

>>1719596
>Go check it out. Gotham is full of weird shit and it's kind of your job to deal with it.
Get in some supernatural shit. If we can kinda handle Grundy we can handle most things.

>>1719596
>>Call them over. Maybe it's nothing. Maybe it's absolutely something.

>>1719596
>>Call them over. Maybe it's nothing. Maybe it's absolutely something.

>>1719596
>>No. You shouldn't. Invading his office isn't gonna help your case.

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Call them over wins it!

>Writing

Glad to see you're back, Sleepy! Gonna catch up.

>>1719689
Yeah, invading the guys office isn't gonna help anything. You'd feel like a real jack ass if you were just seeing things and it's just Ted's phone. "Hey guys! Somethin's weird over here."

Ted and Artemis both look up and start to walk over but once they get halfway across the gym Ted's eyes widen and he sprints for the office door. Surprising both you and Artemis. He barrels into the open door and as soon as it crashes open the light from before grows into a huge flash, so bright that you both have to cover your eyes. And when you lower them, Ted is gone. And the glow remains.

"No. oh no no no no." Artemis runs up to doorway but stops short of the golden ray of light that fills it. "Ted..."

Okay. That ain't normal. Even in Gotham. "What. In the fuck. Just happened?"

Artemis looks back at you. Seems like she almost forgot you were here. "I- I don't know. This is crazy! I think we should call the police."

"Police? What're police gonna do about a glowing doorway?"

Artemis just shakes her head. "I don't know! But what are we gonna do? Ted ran head first into it. I think we should leave the building. And lock up so no one else wanders into this and call the police."

It's hard to argue with that logic. So you relent and exit the building with Artemis after making certain that no one else is hanging about the gym. Artemis gets on the phone but wanders off looking for better reception. And you're left alone in front of the gym. Okay. This is something else. Ted disappeared into a glowing doorway and now you're left with a lot of questions. The police aren't gonna be able to do jack shit about this. You could call Batman. But man, it feels so lame to call him again so soon. And he might be busy. Shit.

Or you could just handle this yourself. Whatever this is. Artemis walked off so this would be the time. You did bring your costume just in case...

>Fuck it, get in there. You can't just call Batman when shit gets weird, this is Gotham.
>Maybe Artemis is right, if the police get called in Batman is bound to hear about it.
>You could try to call Batman, it may not work though. (Will require roll)
>Write In?

(Sorry for the delay I got held up)

>>1719881
>fuck it, get in there

>>1719881
>Fuck it, get in there. You can't just call Batman when shit gets weird, this is Gotham.

>>1719881
>Fuck it, get in there. You can't just call Batman when shit gets weird, this is Gotham.

>>1719881
>Fuck it, get in there. You can't just call Batman when shit gets weird, this is Gotham.

>>1719881
>>Fuck it, get in there. You can't just call Batman when shit gets weird, this is Gotham.

>>1719881
>Fuck it, get in there. You can't just call Batman when shit gets weird, this is Gotham.
Send him a message updating him the weird shit happening, and explaining you are going in.

Remember! Always let someone know where you are going so they can collect your corpse if you crit fail!

>>1719881
>>Maybe Artemis is right, if the police get called in Batman is bound to hear about it.

if we go then Artemis and whats his name are gonna find out about us

>>1719881
>>Fuck it, get in there. You can't just call Batman when shit gets weird, this is Gotham.

>>1719908
>Remember! Always let someone know where you are going so they can collect your corpse if you crit fail!
This is a sentiment I can get behind.

>>1719908
agree with this, add this to my get in there vote>>1719903

>>1719881
Please add >>1719908

to my post here >>1719905

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Alright, charging in! But also leaving a note.
>Writing

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One more look back and forth on the empty street and you head towards a nearby alley, eyeing the corners of nearby buildings for cameras. Fuck it. You've gotta get in there. And you can't just go crying to Batman every time some weird shit happens. This Gotham after all. After making sure there are no eyes on you, you throw on your costume in record time. You whip out your communicator but you can't find any other function beyond calling. But you have a solution. You text Dick.

[Hey, bout to jump into a weird light thing. Come collect my corpse at Grant's Gym if I dont come back. Thx]

Perfect. And with that, you float your way through a small open window that anyone else wouldn't be able to fit through. You land gingerly on the gym floor and approach the office. The glowing doorway only creeps you out now in the dark since the lights are out. The golden light almost spirals within the doorway. You get ready to run in but you nearly slip in surprise as a figure darts in front of you and into the light. What the hell? Who would just... Not important. At least for now.

Steeling yourself, you get a running start and head through the doorway- portal thing. And immediately wish you hadn't. For what feels like both a split second and a hour before you awkwardly step out of the other side. And what you find is... unbelievable. Your in a maze. And not just any maze. This is some escher shit. Path ways go up and down and around. Oh jesus what have you walked into this time.

You don't get much time to ponder that though, given the sound of whistling air that alerts you to the arrow heading straight for your head.

>Roll 1d100

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Rolling

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>>1720127
Duck nad cover!

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>>1720127
Praise Jesus

>>1720150
>58
So close.

>Writing

>>1720164
The arrow surprised you. And by the time you can activate your powers it's too little to too late. The arrow (thankfully blunt) smack you square in the jaw and it sends you bowling over the side of your platform. After falling a few feet you stop yourself by dispersing enough that you simply float in place while you try to get a better look at your attacker.

The air whistles as more and more arrows fly for you and you simply allow them to pass though you while you observe. The archer is a girl, clad in green just like Green Arrow. She doesn't let up even though her arrows just phase through your body. You fly over to a new platform, one that's connected to hers and start sprinting towards her position. She continues firing and backing up but she can't stop you like this.

You're halfway to her when she knocks a new arrow and takes her time to aim. You're almost there. But then she fires. The arrow releases a gout of flame as it arcs, effectively becoming a fireball! Whatever you're gonna do about that, do it fast.

>Roll 1d100

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>>1720234
Ave Maria

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>>1720234
Damnit archerwaifu, stop! Fire bad!

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And now the high rolls come out.

>Writing

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You can feel the heat even from here, that's gonna do more than sting if it lands. What you do next, you do without thinking. You just react. Suddenly, you throw your hands up and you fly up faster than ever before, avoiding the fireball entirely. But when you look down, you see the girl in green looking on with wide eyes and you notice- your body from the waist down remains on the platform. still running. The fireball must've flown between your two halves! As soon as you see it you snap back into one piece.

The female archer is too shocked to stop you as you barrel into her, wrestling onto the ground with her bow between the both of you.She elbows you in side of the head, stunning you long enough to get on top of you. She pulls out a handgun sized crossbow from her belt, pointing it in your face. "What did you do?! Where's Ted?!"

In response you disperse and fly out from underneath her and get back in the ready position. You're not sure what to make of this, she knows Ted. "I- I don't know what you're talking about."

She points the crossbow at you again. "Liar! I've been in here for hours and you're the first one I've seen. You have to have something to do with this or you wouldn't be here!"

Good point.

>"Listen, Green Arrow chick. You look like a hero, I'm one too. I'm not your enemy."
>"Hours? This thing has only been open for minutes at the longest."
>"Why do you assume I'm the bad guy? Is it the colors? Too much black?"
>"What about you, huh? Just because you wear green don't automatically make you the good guy."
>Write In?

>>1720434
>>"Listen, Green Arrow chick. You look like a hero, I'm one too. I'm not your enemy."

>>1720434
>"Listen, Green Arrow chick. You look like a hero, I'm one too. I'm not your enemy."

>>1720434
>"Listen, Green Arrow chick. You look like a hero, I'm one too. I'm not your enemy."
>"Hours? This thing has only been open for minutes at the longest."
>"Why do you assume I'm the bad guy? Is it the colors? Too much black?"

>>1720434
>>"Listen, Green Arrow chick. You look like a hero, I'm one too. I'm not your enemy."
>>"Hours? This thing has only been open for minutes at the longest."
>>"Why do you assume I'm the bad guy? Is it the colors? Too much black?"

>>1720434

>"Listen, Green Arrow chick. You look like a hero, I'm one too. I'm not your enemy."

>>1720434
>>"Why do you assume I'm the bad guy? Is it the colors? Too much black?"

>>1720434
>"Hours? This thing has only been open for minutes at the longest."

>>1720434
>>"Hours? This thing has only been open for minutes at the longest."

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You. Hero. Me. Hero. We the same.

And a debate on the effects of magic on ones perception of time.

>Writing
(Settle in, this will probably be a big update.)

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Okay, okay. She dressed up like a hero, you're on the same side so you gotta make her believe that. "Listen, Green Arrow chick. You look like a hero, I'm one too. I'm not your enemy I swear."

She narrows her eyes at the green arrow comment but lets it pass. "You're right, I do look like a hero. But you don't."

Now you take offense to that. "Oh come on! Is is all the black? I was thinking I'd do most of my work at night so black works well."

"Its everything! The color, or lack thereof. The weird bandage mask, your whole- smokey deal."

That's just unfair "What's so evil about it?! It's not like I'm trying to be scary or anything!"

She's just giving a you a look with her arms crossed now. You sigh, the dust around your face blows about in response and you take a second to think. "Wait a sec, you said you've been here for hours?"

That gets her to stop for a moment. "Yeah, I came through the portal and then I was just roaming these hallways for what must've been hours."

"You don't know how long it was?"

"It felt like hours! I don't have a way of telling how long but it just felt so long."

Something ain't right here. "But I saw you come in, and I was right behind you. It was only a few seconds."

She's starting to look more and more worried. "But if that's true then.. I have to find Ted and fast."

You look around, at the platforms going in and out. Then staircases going every which way. You really don't wanna try and navigate this. "Alright Green Arrow. How about you and me. team up to find Ted and figure out what the hell is happening and we can both get outta here."

"Do not call me that!" Oh shit, must've struck a nerve. The codename is Artemis!"

...Wait. "Artemis?"

She puts away her hand crossbow and starts walking and you follow. "Yes. As in, the goddess of the hunt. You should know the name if you've taken history or seen a greek mythos movie."

How did it take you this long to see? The hair, her voice. And the archery! It's all there. But should you say anything?

>"No, I'm talking about someone else. Artemis Crock."
>"Artemis it is then, I don't have a name yet by the way."
>"So how do you figure Ted can help us out of this?"
>"You're real testy about the whole Green Arrow thing arent'cha?
>Write -In?

>>1720736
>>"Artemis it is then, I don't have a name yet by the way."

>>1720736
>>"No, I'm talking about someone else. Artemis Crock."

>>1720736
>"Artemis it is then, I don't have a name yet by the way."
>"So how do you figure Ted can help us out of this?"
>"You're real testy about the whole Green Arrow thing arent'cha?

>>1720736
>"Artemis it is then, I don't have a name yet by the way."

>>1720736
>>"No, I'm talking about someone else. Artemis Crock."
Might as well.

>>1720736
>"No, I'm talking about someone else. Artemis Crock."

>>1720736
>"No, I'm talking about someone else. Artemis Crock."
Being a bit obvious there m8

>>1720736
>>"No, I'm talking about someone else. Artemis Crock."

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Revealing it, wins it.

>Writing

Artemis and Morgan finding each other out really is just a pretense since you guys were becoming good friends anyways

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Damnit. Stole my favorite reaction.

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>>1720736
You may kick yourself for this. You haven't known her long but Artemis seems trustworthy. "No, I mean someone else. Artemis Crock."

She freezes in her tracks and the air in here gets a lot more tense all of a sudden. You see her hand drifting towards the grip of her crossbow. "Whoa there! Just, wait a second." You stop distorting your voice for a moment and remove your goggles. "It's me. You know me."

Artemis glances over her shoulder at you and looks you hard in the eyes. Her expression softens after what feels like forever. "Morgan? But- you just... Wow."

You grin behind your mask. "I know right? Metahuman powers are sweet. Being one in a billion has it's perks."

She snaps her fingers. "Metahuman, that explains a lot."

Snapping your goggles back on, you walk up to her and clap a hand on her shoulder. "You believe I'm here to help now?"

"Of course, we can talk about all this later I just don't know how were going to get out of here. Let alone find Ted."

"Where are we anyway?"

Artemis presses a button on her bow and it collapses to a size no bigger than a tv remote. and she stows in on her belt. "Well, how much do you know about magic?"

Not much "I only learned that it's real like last week so my experience is limited."

She just nods and leads as you both walk deeper into the maze. "This whole place is magic. Conjured by it. I don't know what for but Ted did. It was important enough for him to jump headlong into it."

As the two of you head deeper and deeper in you notice the wall and pathways sliding on their own behind you with barely a sound. "He a magician or somethin? He make this?"

Then she laughs, good and hard. When she's done she wipes a tear away and explains. "Oh no. no no. Ted is one of the least magical people you'll meet."

"Then who?"

"That I don't know. But if we find Ted, we can get answers." You just shrug, as it's the best that either of you can come up with. All you can do, is walk.

>Roll 1d100

Rolled 27 (1d100)

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>>1721076
Fucking dice gods. I will have my revenge!

>>1721060
Welp.

This calls for a secondary roll.

>Roll 1d3

wow could you guys just stop sucking right now that would be nice

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>>1721117
>>1721118
>stop sucking at something completely luck based
pic related

>>1721145
Eh, don't acknowledge the troll. It's not like he's trying to roll or even trying to contribute, so his opinion on the matter is shit.

>>1721127
>3

Oh boy.

Oh and I forgot to mention I'd just be taking the first roll.

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>>1721169

>>1721169
Really? Not "Oh, girl!"? We're in the shit now, lads.

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>>1721169
This is getting you nowhere. You and Artemis have been wandering these shifting halls and platforms for what feels like hours now but no matter which way you turn it's just always always always more hallways! Artemis is just forging ahead and leading with laser focus. But your starting to lose yourself in these halls. brick after brick after brick. The minutes turn into hours and back without you even noticing. Brick after brick after brick after brick after-

"Mogran!" Artemis hisses in your ear, shocking you back to reality.

"Huh, wha-" She claps a hand over your mouth and jerks her thumb around the corner and you take a peek. What you see is a large open space of platforms like when you first entered this place. And walking across one platform, following a floating red flame, is a man with dirty blonde hair in a trench coat. That's it. "Okay, who the hell is that?"

Artemis narrows her eyes and takes her time picking an arrow, her fingers brushing across their ends. "I never met him, but that's John Constantine."

"And who the hell is that and why should we care?"

Artemis just motions you to be quieter and continues to check her arrows. "Ted warned me about him, he's a magic user. Real magic. Said to never trust him and above all else, never make a deal with him."

Well then. "Is he really that bad?"

"I'd rather not find out. Let's follow him, he's clearly got something to guide him. Should be easy enough."

>"If you say so, I'll follow your lead on this one."
>"If he's really such bad news maybe we should take him out of game right now while were hidden?"
>"Lemme take point, I can be real sneaky if I try."
>"How does Ted know guys like this?"
>Write-In?

>>1721378
>>"If you say so, I'll follow your lead on this one."

>>1721378
>"If you say so, I'll follow your lead on this one."

>>1721378
>>"How does Ted know guys like this?"

>>1721378
>"If you say so, I'll follow your lead on this one."

>>1721378
>>"If you say so, I'll follow your lead on this one."

>>1721378
>>"If you say so, I'll follow your lead on this one."
ohh god not who I wanted to run in to

>>1721378
>>"If you say so, I'll follow your lead on this one."

>>1721395
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>>1721487
>>1721505

>Roll 1d100

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>1721547

Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>1721547

Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>1721547

Rolling

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YOU'RE ALIVE! I THOUGHT YOU WERE EATEN ALIVE BY SOME GIANT RATS

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>>1721579
Just use this. Giant rats HATE it!

>>1721579
I was eaten alive by family and work obligations. It's a lot slower.

>>1721554
73!

>Writing

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>>1721612
Artemis motions for you follow her as you drop down from your platform and head down and under ending up directly under Constantine's pathway. Your footsteps are practically silent thank to your powers but you've gotta hand it to Artemis, as far as you know she's completely mundane human but she's as quiet as you are, if not more so. You follow closely behind Mr.Constantine, helping Artemis reach new platforms with your powers and floating about freely on your own.

Eventually, he leads you to a circular domed room, where he just stops to consult the purple flame he's been following. He seems to be stuck so you and Artemis hide outside of the room to mull over your options silently. At least until a new voice rings out in the chamber. "John Constantine." The name flows off of an exotic accent that your having a hard time placing. "Fancy meeting you here." You hazard a peek beyond the door and spot the weirdest thing you've seen all day, and that's a real prize to win.

A woman, barely wearing anything. And her skin- fur? The same colors and patterns as a cheetah. Her cat like and animalistic features on the rest of her body line up with this. She slink down from the hole in the top of the dome and lands almost without a sound on her feet in the center of the chamber. She slowly stands up, her every move being as deliberate as possible, as she circles the magician. "Ohoho, Cheetah. Long time, no see luv. Just so y'know, I didn't mean to leave ya behind with Wonder Bra I just don't mix well with the capes and tights people."

She takes long and careful steps around Constantine. "Could've fooled me John. You do realize who you're stealing from?"

"Do you?" He retorts. "The big lug must be on his way, and I don't see any blood on yer claws so I presume you haven't met 'im yet?"

"He'd be dead and I'd be gone already if I had. The old fool probably doesn't even know what he has."

John slips a hand inside his coat pocket. "Speakin o' which-"

"Oh I know why your here John. The only real question is, do I have to sink my claws into you to find my way ou- " Cheetah suddenly stops but her ears perk up and then she begins to sniff and taste the air. That's probably not good. You look at Artemis and she takes Cheetah's possible detection of you both as a signal for preemptive attack.

Artemis jumps out from cover and unleashes two arrows which split off from one another and explode into nets. Constantine is caught off guard and takes a spill inside of the net, but Cheetah. She doesnt even avoid it. She just swipes and and her claws creates short lived glowing arcs through the air as the net is turns to shreds. She simply growls and lunges, while Artemis is drawing a new arrow.

Here we go.

>Knock Cheetah out of the air. She'll never see you coming.
>Let Cheetah pass through you and take advantage of her surprise.
>Synergize with Artemis, follow up on her arrow shot.
>Write-In?

>>1721840
>Synergize with Artemis, follow up on her arrow shot.

>>1721840
>>Synergize with Artemis, follow up on her arrow shot.

>>1721840
>>Synergize with Artemis, follow up on her arrow shot.

>>1721840
>Synergize with Artemis, follow up on her arrow shot.

>>1721840
>>Synergize with Artemis, follow up on her arrow shot.

>>1721840
>>Synergize with Artemis, follow up on her arrow shot.

>>1721840
>>Synergize with Artemis, follow up on her arrow shot.

>>1721840
>Synergize with Artemis, follow up on her arrow shot.

>>1721861
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>>1721903
Y'all scared?

>Roll 1d100

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>1721984

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>1721984

Rolled 62 (1d100)

>>1721984
nah, just seems like a good idea to work together

Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>1721984

Rolled 24 (1d100)

>>1721984

Rolling

Rolled 16 (1d100)

>>1721984
Man, I'm too late.
...
Fuck it, rollin.

>>1721984
Forgot to mention, no, I'm not scared.

It's just a smarter idea to work together than to sit there and attack one at a time.

>>1721993
Alrighty, 62.

Now excuse me this update will be a while since I've gotta make some dinner.

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>>1722028
Alright guys. Something came up and I'm gonna have to cut this a little short. But I'll be running a small session tomorrow to make up for it.

I'll be able to answer questions for a little wile though. Keep in mind I'll be on mobile.

>>1722484

Thanks for running, Sleepy! Glad to have you back.

>>1722484
That's too bad but session was good, thanks sleepy.

What does Artemis think of us being a superhero?

>>1722484
Don't worry about it.

What does Batman think of us as a hero?

>>1722509
I want to know this as well.

>>1722500
She's not sure what to think yet, though she is happy to not have to hide this part of her life from her only friend in Gotham.

>>1722509
Batman thinks you're inexperienced and untrained but also thinks your heart is in the right place. And he is especially glad about that given your power.

>>1722577
I assume Bats has already thought of contingency plans to take us down if need be?

>>1722577
Forgot my trip

>>1722577
>that spoiler

Awwh.

>Batman's thoughts

Yeah. If we really wanted to, we could do some serious shit.

>>1722581
He knows you're vulnerable to electricity when not completely dispersed. And he's Batman so you assuming he could take you is for the best.

For anyone looking in this thread, I'll be back to run at about 12 o'clock pm.

>>1723462
EST or CST?

>>1723494
PST actually.

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>>1723506

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>>1723510
Can't help my geological position. I figured it'd be good for most if not all of my players since it's the same time I ran yesterday.

>>1723506
Hand here I was all excited to get started. West coast teasing east cost.

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After seeing what she did to that net you'd rather not charge right in, so you opt yo play off of Artemis' next move. Her arrow fires off while Cheetah is still in the air mid-lunge. She swipes it and destroys all but the arrowhead which pops loudly in a small explosion. She lands in front of both of you and shockingly, she seems more pissed than hurt at the explosive going off in her face and you take the opportunity to separate your hand from you arm and deliver a uppercut from directly below her.

Cheetah takes your hardened fist directly on the chin and stumbles back from the hit. Artemis seizes the initiative and fire another arrow, this one plants itself directly on Cheetah's chest and sticks. Before she can pull it off it shocks her, electricity visibly arcing off of her body. But really, it only seems to slow her down. She pulls the arrow off and sizes us up again before lowering herself to all four and rocketing off from a still position, faster than she has before in this entire fight!

She tackles Artemis and takes her down to the ground before you can react, and as your about to help something catches your attention in the corner of your eye. Constantine. He's standing up while brushing off dark red embers. The remains of the net it seems. "Sorry mystery man, I'm gonna need Cheetah, but not you." He takes his hand out from his pocket to reveal some sort of pentagram charm and before you can even ask yourself what it is a five pointed star made of light appears in front of him and launches a blast of blue light in your direction!

>Roll 1d100

Rolled 46 (1d100)

Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>1723848

Rolled 76 (1d100)

>>1723848

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>1723848

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>>1723868
This physically hurt me. I'm sorry everyone.

>>1723864
76! You just hit it well enough

>Writing

>>1723873
It's all good mate. Keep the good vibes going. Next time you'll be faster on the draw.

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>>1723878
Rather than get blasted by the blue bolt you disperse on instinct. Your cloud gives wide birth to the magic missiles as Constantine constantly tries to blast you. You fly to and fro avoiding Constantine's attacks until you finally reform above him and drop into a punch. But right before you land it he smirks. And suddenly you wish you hadn't. His face shatters like glass, exactly like glass. Breaking into a million pieces and sending shards into your hand.

And fuck it hurts. You think you might even prefer electrocution to this sort of biting pain. You hear clapping of all things behind you. A slow clap. A golf clap, if you will. "Well done smokey. Not much manages to surprise me but not one of you folks are the same so I suppose it was bound to happen."

You grasp your hand squeezing it as if the pressure will lessen the pain. "Yeah well, maybe you aren't as slick as you think you are." You pick the small shards out of your hand, it takes all you've got not to cry out while doing so. Christ! This doesn't look so painful in movies.

He actually laughs at that. "Trust me, I'm exactly as slick as I think I am."

Constantine prepares his magic missile again but he's caught in the arm by an arrow, a real arrow. He's quite distracted with that so you turn your attention back to Artemis, She's got a few bleeding scratches on her arms but she looks more determined than anything else. Cheetah is currently shaking off some sort of foam on her left side but she's breaking out quickly using her claws.

What should you do?

>Press the attack on Constantine. Maybe you can trip him up, but magic does hurt.
>Let Constantine deal with the arrow in his forearm and help Artemis with Cheetah.
>Try and land a good hit on Cheetah while she's partially stuck.
>Try and link up with Artemis and sync your attacks, teamwork makes the dream work.
>Write-In?

>>1723984
>Let Constantine deal with the arrow in his forearm and help Artemis with Cheetah.

>>1723984
>>1723984
>Try and land a good hit on Cheetah while she's partially stuck.

>>1723984
>>Try and link up with Artemis and sync your attacks, teamwork makes the dream work.

>>1723984
>Try and land a good hit on Cheetah while she's partially stuck.
>>Try and link up with Artemis and sync your attacks, teamwork makes the dream work.

Cheetah is the primary threat. Once she's down, we can beat the shit out of John.

>>1723984
Man QM, you have truly captured the assholish dickery that is Constantine.

>>1723984
>>Try and link up with Artemis and sync your attacks, teamwork makes the dream work.

>>1724012
The guy has literally outassholed demon lords and Lucifer.

>>1723984
>>Let Constantine deal with the arrow in his forearm and help Artemis with Cheetah.

>>1723999
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>>1724014
>>1724039
Looks like were gonna link up with Artemis and and give Cheetah some special attention.

>Roll 1d100

>>1724012
He's one of my favorite characters so I'm glad to hear that.

Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>1724057

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>1724057

Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>1724057

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>1724057

Rolled 77 (1d100)

>>1724057

Rolling

>>1724062
73!

>Writing

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>>1724087
Despite your bleeding fist you jump back into the fray immediately. Artemis seems to be a bit delayed searching for an arrow and you sprint up from behind Cheetah just as she breaks out of her hardened foam prison. You go to throw you punch, and that familiar tingling sensation overtakes your whole arm. You throw your punch early, seemingly throwing you fist into the air but your fist separates from your arm in the usual fashion but at a much higher speed than you knew you were capable of. It smashes into Cheetah's face and she finally falls over.

Though your victory is short lived, as she is back on her feet in an instant. She carefully wipes a droplet of blood from the corner of her fanged mouth. "You should be proud. Not many get to make me bleed." Her claws elongate even further. "Allow me to return the favor!"

She does a back-flip and spring boards off of the pile of hardened foam standing next to her and springs again off the dome wall at crazy speeds. She manages to ram right into you taking the wind out of your sails and pinning you to the dome wall yourself. She rips off your goggles and observes you with hard predatory eyes. "So what do we have here? My money is on metahuman." Drags her claws slowly across your chest.cuts the fabric easily and stopping short at you makeshift armor "Hmm? Oh that's adorable." She brings her fingers together and jams them into your body, it penetrated the plate of steel like it was nothing! You're trying your best to disperse but you're having a real rough time of it with her claws in you.

God, it's moments like this that makes you go back to when you first started this whole deal, less than three months ago. Less than three months and you're already getting stabbed by animal hybrid criminals. Mom would lose it if she how you were spending your're friday nights. But the pain is almost good in a way. You can avoid so much just by instinct that it reminds you of what you face when you put the costume on. You're so close to losing yourself in your own thoughts to escape the pain that almost miss Artemis' crossbow bolts hitting Cheetah right in her hand.

>Continued

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>>1724278
She growls and roars with pain and frustration as she lets you go and sprints for Artemis. It takes you a moment to gather yourself after that but you lock eyes with Artemis. And everything seems to slow down. She's launching an arrow just as you feel that tingling over take your whole body. You disperse and surge forward. Cheetah slashes each of Artemis' arrows out of the air without much issue but is nearly there by the time you reach her. You're body reasserts itself and you land a flying kick on Cheetah's side. She goes bowling over from her attack but as usual. It's not having much of an effect.

You put your fists up in a fighting stance, falling back on what your dad taught you. Cheetah and Constantine have recovered and you and Artemis' are running ragged. You've gotta do better. "We've gotta sync our attacks if were gonna make it through this."

Artemis nods, her hand's shaking ever so slightly on her bow. "Agreed."

"You got anything in your bag of trick that can put this bitch out of commission?" You eye Constantine warily as he opens his arms wide and begins chanting something in a language you don't recognize.

"I think so, but I only have one so we've gotta make it count." She pulls out an arrows with a large head.

"What about John?" You begin to disperse your cloud around Artemis and yourself in preparation.

"He's not trying to rip our throats out so we'll worry about him next."

"Point taken." Your cloud soon envelops both of you and you take on a half gaseous form and float around Artemis as she prepares herself mentally. "Okay, I'll be the bait, you be the hunter. " Artemis just nods and steadies her arms on the bow. You float through the mist you created and spot Cheetah trying to swipe away the dust. "Hey! Pussycat! Don't make me get the hose."

She grins with a mouth full of fangs and starts toward you, stepping just into your small obscuring cloud. Now is the time...

>Roll 1d100 and hope for big numbers

Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>1724284

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>1724284
Protip: Just punch strait through her fucking head.

Rolled 39 (1d100)

>>1724284

WITNESS ME

Rolled 55 (1d100)

>>1724284

Rolling

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>>1724290
>>1724295
>>1724299
>>1724300
>These rolls

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>>1724306

>>1724306

You roll then, think you can do better?

Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>1724322
As a matter of fuck

>>1724324
A whole extra seven.

I'm awed.

>>1724336
Better than 55 salty boi

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>1724284

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>>1724295
>59

Hmm.

>Writing

>>1724367
Actually. Do me a favor and give me one more roll for 1d100.
Best of three.

>>1724382

Time to ruin it with a 1

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>1724382

Rolled 57 (1d100)

>>1724382

Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>1724382

Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>1724386

Ah piss, forgot to roll

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>>1724391
Hey, good jo
>>1724396

>>1724396

Well, I rolled my 1. Feels good

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>>1724391

I can diggy this.

>>1724391
>88
Good!

>>1724396
>Ah piss, forgot to roll
>1
Good thing too.

>>1724386
>>1724401
...I'm actually impressed.

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>>1724409
You aren't taking the one?!
>pic

>>1724425
It is always best of three unless I say so. The one was the fourth roll.

>Wrtitng

>>1724425
It's fourth roll and it's best of 3

>>1724387
51

>>1724389
57

>>1724391
88

>>1724396
1

>>1724436
>>1724435
I am used to outside crits applying.

>>1724442
.....shitty quests do that m8

Sorry this is taking a while. Big update. Thank for your patience.

>>1724630
Take your time. I'm a QM, so I know how time can sneak up on ya.

>>1724435
Since you're dispersed wider than you've ever attempted before, you're having a hard time keeping it all together. Cheetah bounds towards you with nearly reckless abandon, her fangs and claws glinting in the low light. You can hear Artemis loose her arrow, a distant beeping sound goes off, and you hope that Cheetah will miss it in her bloodlust. No such luck. What happens next practically unfolds in slow motion. Cheetah's eyes dart from you to the arrow headed straight for her. She raises her claws in defense and slashes the arrow before it can connect.

But the beeping doesn't stop. The arrowhead explodes in midair, cold air and white fumes burst forth and crystalize all over Cheetah's left arm. Shit, not what you were hoping for but you'll take it. You snap your body back together and launch your hand in a punch just like before, you hit Cheetah in the gut, and she goes sprawling across the floor.

And then it hits you. A red flame bursts into life and smack into you. Sending you flying just like Cheetah. It knocks the wind out of you but you manage to come to fast enough to rip off the metal plate under your clothes given that it's slowly melting. You look up and Constantine is suddenly standing over you, looking down with a smug look you can't stand all over his face. "Now now, ye can't just forget about lil ol me."

"How could I forgot a face like yours?" Keep him talking. Maybe you could pull one over him, one more time.

He leans down until he's practically right next to your face. "I don't usually hear that from blokes but I have that effect on people." He looks you right in the eye and you get a better look at the scruffy englishman. Cigarette smoke clings to him hard, and his unkempt stubble only compacts on his tired but vibrant eyes. They are literally shining just barely. "You're a kid aren't you? Definitely new to this either way." He stands back up. "Do your self a favor and stay outta my way. I got no love for you capes but you've taken enough punishment."

"Please, I could do this all day. The cat scares me more than your magic tricks." Just a little more.

He chuckles again. "I mean it, have a sit and maybe I can keep Cheetah from havin ya for supper."

Now. "Oh I can take care of myself." You raise your arms, hands dispersed leaving nothing but stumps. "I'm handy like that." His eyes widen for just a second before you tap him on the shoulder with one hand and when he double takes you hit him right across the chin. He stumbles back and end up leaning on the well of light in the center of the chamber.

>Continued

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>>1724764
While he nurses his jaw, you turn and see Artemis firing arrow after arrow at Cheetah. small explosion pop again and again as she scuttle on the floor roaring in frustration. She finally manages to smash the ice her arm is encased in on the floor and stands up. "You'er almost out of arrows girl. And you can't keep this up forever. But I'm just getting warmed up!" Her claws elongate yet again, making them more like knives on the ends of her fingers.

John starts to stand again and you, ragged from fatigue and your injuries. This fight is about to begin all over again! But then, the light in the middle of the room expands, glowing brighter and brighter and and expanding over the edges of the brick well. Cheetah stops in her tracks and looks behind her with wide eyes.

Then he emerges. Ted. Ted comes rolling out of the pillar of light and glares at Cheetah, then regards Constantine with cool disdain. To which he responds with a wink. Your not sure what you were expecting after that but what happens next was really beyond whatever you could've imagined. A man, clad all in gold floats gracefully from the light. Golden cape flapping behind him. His helmet strikes you the most. The gold sheen is almost unnatural, the way it shines yet reflects nothing. The man under the helmet, his eyes glow an empty white.

"CEASE THIS CONFLICT. FATE HAS INTERVENED" His massive voice rings more in your mind than in your head, and you think you hear... two voices speaking at once.

Cheetah is not liking this, whatever it is. And John doesn't look pleased either but he's doesn't look like a cornered animal. she tires to bolt out of the room. But the man in golden armor just raises his hand in a circular pattern and throws up a hand sign and she get restrained to the floor by small shafts of golden light. She struggles hard to get out but he simply waves his hands again and she disappears in that same golden light.

The golden man merely looks at John and he holds his hands up in a placating gesture. "Oh no. I know when I'm not wanted." He takes out a small black trinket from his coat. "And I brought my own ride, thank you." He throws it down and is enveloped in black smoke. that curls and wraps in on itself, when it dissipates. He's gone.

>Continued

>>1724781
You look at Artemis and she's slumped to her knees after Cheetah was magic'd away. Ted rushes to her side and the golden guy just floats after him silently. Ted gingerly helps her to her feet and comes and does the same for you. "Fate?" He refers to the man in gold. He just nods and waves his hands again. Then, as quick as you entered it, the world of brick and hallways disappears and is replaced with the inside of Grant's Gym.

The guy you now know as Fate is talking with Ted as you and Artemis sit on some nearby chairs and just try to rest your bodies.

>"Ok. I have many questions."
>"Ted, are you a wizard? Artemis said no but it's getting hard to think otherwise."
>"So did you banish Cheetah to the shadow realm or something? I'd be cool with it if I never saw her again."
>"Is it really ok to just let Constantine fuck off like that?"
>"Can someone tell me why me and Artemis just went through that in thirty words or less?"
>Write-In?

>>1724787
>>"Can someone tell me why me and Artemis just went through that in thirty words or less?"

>>1724787
>>"Ok. I have many questions."
>"Ted, are you a wizard? Artemis said no but it's getting hard to think otherwise."
>"Is it really ok to just let Constantine fuck off like that?"
>"Can someone tell me why me and Artemis just went through that in thirty words or less?"

>>1724787
>>"Ted, are you a wizard? Artemis said no but it's getting hard to think otherwise."

>>1724787
>"So did you banish Cheetah to the shadow realm or something? I'd be cool with it if I never saw her again."

>>1724787
>>"Is it really ok to just let Constantine fuck off like that?"

>>1724787
>>"Ok. I have many questions."

>>1724787
>>"Is it really ok to just let Constantine fuck off like that?"
>>"Can someone tell me why me and Artemis just went through that in thirty words or less?"

>>1724787
>"Can someone tell me why me and Artemis just went through that in thirty words or less?"

>>1724787
Man, we got pretty damn lucky with Cheetah. Also helps Constantine wasn't really in it for us. Makes me wonder if he was really after her.

>>1724787
>"Ok. I have many questions."

>>1724781
>"Can someone tell me why me and Artemis just went through that in thirty words or less?"

>>1724819
We got REALLY lucky with Cheetah. People seem to forget the she was WW's main rival until it got switched to Ares.

>>1724828
Yeah, evil Laura Croft with mystical powers specifically geared to fuck with powerhouses like WW? Noooooope.

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>>1724839
>Our reaction to Cheetah from now on

If we're...going to keep doing whatever this is, we gotta get better at it.

We went from fighting stupid crooks to having fight Cheetah. And fuck John.

We should be fighting, I don't Ten-eyed Man and the first mad hatter(The one that steals hats) not beast-women.

>>1724859
Isn't it awesome? Jumping into the side of the pond with the big fishes is always hard in the beginning, but we'll pull through. Also, having Ted Motherfucking Grant as a fighting teacher will help sooooo much.

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Looks like Morgan wan'ts explanations and he wants them now.

>Writing.

>>1724896
Ted Grant is a big deal to have as a teacher

>>1724930
Yep, time to go all in on boxing. With our powers it'll work wonders.

>>1724927
As the old boxer and the golden magician talk away just out of earshot. You raise your hand slowly, the wounds in your chest protesting the whole time. The two adults stop once they notice you and Ted nods to you. "Whaddya need kid?"

You lower your arm and sigh, even that is kind of painful. "Okay, so I need someone. You or Fate, doesn't matter. To explain why me and Artemis why we went through that. In like, thirty words or less. If you please."

Ted and Fate just look at each other before Ted sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. "Cheetah, the broad with the claws, she tired to steal something from me. Something that Doctor Fate here, trusted me with."

Fate crosses his arms, somehow looking pensive without you being able to see his face. "The fault is not your own, Ted. I have my doubts that Cheetah learned of the artifacts location on her own." The bass of his dual tone voice is lowered to a much more comfortable level now.

"Speaking of her." You interrupt. "You banish her to the shadow realm or something?"

Fate shakes his head. "No. Merely Blackgate Prison. They should have the facilities to hold her."

You weren't expecting him to answer that seriously. "Anyways." Ted continues. "What you guys entered was a sorta... security system that Fate installed to help keep the artifact safe." He holds up something. In his hand is an old belt buckle, worn with time and some damage. It has the face of a roaring big cat on it. That's it?

Seriously. "She nearly got lost in a escher maze and killed us for a belt buckle? Oof."

You rub your side as Artemis elbowed you and shoot her a quick glare. Your midsection isn't doing so well right now.. "Sorry. But, just think. That whole situation just stunk of magic. So that means..."

"Correct." Fate cuts in. "The buckle has mystical properties. I have yet to ascertain the origins of this ability, but the buckle allows the wearer nine lives. Literally. If you die while wearing it. You will be resurrected up to nine times."

You both look at Ted and he holds his hands up. "Don't look at me! I got the damn thing at a pawn shop in Tampa."

You lean back in your chair, looking towards the ceiling. As is your preferred position when sitting at school. "So Cheetah and Constantine were after the buckle? Shit, that guy is dangerous. Are you sure it was okay to just let him fuck off like that?"

"John Constantine cannot be contained easily. And while he was here to steal from Ted, he is not as immediately destructive as Cheetah." He pauses, as if to consider his next words. "Constantine will be judged in time. This, I can assure you." Well. You're not sure how you feel about that ominous threat being leveled at anyone but then you remember his smug face and suddenly, you can live with it.

Ted walks over and produces a first aid kit from his office and sits next to Artemis first. "So, Morgan. Still want to learn how to fight?"

>Continued

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>>1725210
What? "What?"

He smiles and begins to pad Artemis' wounds with a cloth soaked in alcohol. She hisses from the pain but he just keeps talking. "I saw you fight. Through the light in the center room. It took a while to summon fate. Otherwise I never woulda left you two to fight someone like Cheetah or John on your own. It's too much for a couple of rookies." He scratches the side of his head, tracing his fingers along an old scar. "Or so I thought. You two held your own, even if it was getting you nowhere."

Artemis speaks up through the stinging pain of her treatment. "It isn't like you to beat around the bush this much Ted, you gonna tell him or what?"

What? "Tell me what?"

Ted just laughs again. "When you're right, you're right kid." He stands and moves his chair over to your side to treat your wounds. "You must've at least heard of the Justice Society, right Morgan?"

You and anyone that's ever had a history class in the last couple decades. "Of course, they were like an old Justice League." You pause. "Or at least, the Justice League is like a new version of them. Group of guys with unique skills and powers, covert stuff right?"

"Right. Well, you're looking at two charter members of the Justice Society of America."

Your eyes shoot up as you look at both Ted and Fate and good lord you could kick yourself for not recognizing Fate sooner. But Ted? The old boxer. He can only be one member you know of. "You're Wildcat?" The words leave your mouth in a whisper.

"That's my name kid, so you gonna answer my question? Yous still wanna learn to fight?" He finishes bandaging your chest and flips his chair around. Artemis seems to be waiting to hear your answer too. Doctor Fate floats impassively behind Ted.

Well, do you wanna learn from Wildcat? You could still go to Batman. But... how often do you get an invitation to be trained by a veteran hero? And no doubt they could teach you different things.

>This is a very important vote so consider the differences between these two options. I'll leave the vote open for a little bit longer than usual. And yes, this is a bit of a routelock.

>"Hell yeah I wanna train with Wildcat!" (Wildcat teaches multiple forms of close combat, his training will be the most intensive physically and will augment your powers with raw skill, he will also teach you practical skills such as medical, driving, and intimidation.)
>"Actually, I had someone else in mind." (Batman teaches more exotic close combat, weapons training, and investigation work. You will develop your intuition and you mind along with your body. You also gain a smattering of general tech skills.)

>>1725214
>"Hell yeah I wanna train with Wildcat!" (Wildcat teaches multiple forms of close combat, his training will be the most intensive physically and will augment your powers with raw skill, he will also teach you practical skills such as medical, driving, and intimidation.)
We /SpeedAndAggression/ now boys

Damn, this is something else.

On one hand, I want to be the second generation of Sandman.

On the other hand, that fucking investigation mark.

>>1725214
>>"Hell yeah I wanna train with Wildcat!" (Wildcat teaches multiple forms of close combat, his training will be the most intensive physically and will augment your powers with raw skill, he will also teach you practical skills such as medical, driving, and intimidation.)
Rough and tumble hero here we go!

>>1725214
>>"Actually, I had someone else in mind." (Batman teaches more exotic close combat, weapons training, and investigation work. You will develop your intuition and you mind along with your body. You also gain a smattering of general tech skills.)
I like the tech an weapon skills

>Float like an amorphous cloud of smoke
>Sting like an amorphous cloud of smoke

>>1725214
>>"Hell yeah I wanna train with Wildcat!" (Wildcat teaches multiple forms of close combat, his training will be the most intensive physically and will augment your powers with raw skill, he will also teach you practical skills such as medical, driving, and intimidation.)

>>1725214
>>"Hell yeah I wanna train with Wildcat!" (Wildcat teaches multiple forms of close combat, his training will be the most intensive physically and will augment your powers with raw skill, he will also teach you practical skills such as medical, driving, and intimidation.)

>>1725253
So...are you voting for training with Wildcat? Cause that's what it sounds like.

>>1725214
>"Actually, I had someone else in mind." (Batman teaches more exotic close combat, weapons training, and investigation work. You will develop your intuition and you mind along with your body. You also gain a smattering of general tech skills.)
Plus we get to hang out with Dick more often and get closer to the Bat Family which will help in the long run.
Besdies, not like we can't visit the gym to do regular exercising with him

>>1725214
>"Actually, I had someone else in mind." (Batman teaches more exotic close combat, weapons training, and investigation work. You will develop your intuition and you mind along with your body. You also gain a smattering of general tech skills.)

>>1725262
This is routelock anon. We train with Bat's, no time for anything else.

>>1725214
>>"Actually, I had someone else in mind." (Batman teaches more exotic close combat, weapons training, and investigation work. You will develop your intuition and you mind along with your body. You also gain a smattering of general tech skills.)
Anons made a good point about being more effective with Bat's tactics.

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>>1725214
>"Hell yeah I wanna train with Wildcat!" (Wildcat teaches multiple forms of close combat, his training will be the most intensive physically and will augment your powers with raw skill, he will also teach you practical skills such as medical, driving, and intimidation.)
We could ask for training with batman later, but it would be silly to pass up training with a veteran like Wildcat

>>1725268
Eh, whatever. I still think Bats will help more in the long run

>>1725268
I think he means social links.

>>1725270
You wanna talk about effective, Wildcat has decades of experience fighting crime.

>>1725271
>We could ask for training with batman later
Like >>1725268 said, we can't train with Bats if we choose WildCat. We can hang with Dick and by extension Bruce but no training

>>1725214
>"Hell yeah I wanna train with Wildcat!" (Wildcat teaches multiple forms of close combat, his training will be the most intensive physically and will augment your powers with raw skill, he will also teach you practical skills such as medical, driving, and intimidation.)

>>1725214
>"Hell yeah I wanna train with Wildcat!" (Wildcat teaches multiple forms of close combat, his training will be the most intensive physically and will augment your powers with raw skill, he will also teach you practical skills such as medical, driving, and intimidation.)

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>>1725254
On second thought, I'll change my vote to Batman. Anons for bats kinda make sense. But I'm still fine with either winning.
>>"Actually, I had someone else in mind." (Batman teaches more exotic close combat, weapons training, and investigation work. You will develop your intuition and you mind along with your body. You also gain a smattering of general tech skills.)

>>1725293
I'll still stick with the wildcat vote anyway. The skills work for me a lot better and as cool as batman is, the whole batfamily thing is way too much drama to deal with if I'm perfectly honest. Still hope to develop good relations with batman anyway, seeing as we'll still probably work with him in the future.

>>1725214
>"Hell yeah I wanna train with Wildcat!" (Wildcat teaches multiple forms of close combat, his training will be the most intensive physically and will augment your powers with raw skill, he will also teach you practical skills such as medical, driving, and intimidation.)

Fuck it, Old timer is going to show us how to make silly putty out of people's faces.

Besides, it's an extension of us already.

>>1725326
>But I'm still fine with either winning.

Yeah, they're both pretty great choices.

>>1725340
It's like having to choose between a german chocolate cake and frosted fudge brownies.

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Or rubies and sapphires.

>>1725330
This. Practical skills, and big time gains in raw fighting ability? versus a smattering of tech skills? Not to mention Bats' famous paranoia.

>>1725347
Plus it seems like it better develops our powers, which is much more appealing.

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>>1725365
Seriously, we could go Prince of Orphans on baddies!

Last call for votes! I think we got everyone but if your vote is not a direct quite I'm not gonna count it. I can't interpret your post for you.

And to be a bit more clear on a couple things. This will not prevent you from spending time with any particular characters but I definitely am saying that you can only have one mentor here.

>Five more minutes

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VOTE CLOSED


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>Wildcat


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>Batman

And Wildcat take it by one vote! Were locked in folks!
I'm so glad there wasn't a tie.