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>>1809362
Abhumans.

More than simply unusual. This word describes humans with extraordinary abilities that often defy what we know about the universe. These abilities are shrouded in mystery, as their origins are not fully known and they work on no truly understood function. Are they purely hereditary? Perhaps a largely beneficial mutation? Some of the more extreme theories suggest extraterrestrial experimentation. But in the modern age, suggesting that sort of thing won't win you any friends.

No historian or scientist can pinpoint exactly when or where the first Abhuman was born or awakened to their potential. If you're the "seeing is believing" type, then you'd probably say that The Amazing Stratos was among the first Abhumans. This is a popular opinion. But then again. You could have your pick of any folk tale, legend, or story from almost any culture on the planet and find mention of a human performing impossible feats. The validity of these tales is essentially impossible to verify and most would argue that it doesn't truly matter. Since if they were once fact, they have undoubtedly been corrupted beyond recognition by many years of retelling.

Honestly, it's a question that most never dwell on or even think to ask. But all that one needs to know is that Abhumans are very much real, and some hold so much power that they are akin to demigods on Earth. But despite the overwhelming power he held, the strongest of them was seen as a universal symbol of power used for good. Now we call him the First Hero. But he would prefer that most call him Pinnacle. Though he was born american, Pinnacle considered himself a "citizen of the world" as he used to say. Essentially, he didn't want to be limited to only one country he could help in times of need, or be held back by politics in general.

Through much trial and tribulation, Pinnacle started the golden age of superherosim. Convincing many of the worlds governments, particularly America, to give Abhumans a chance to do good. Not as soldiers or simple workers. But as Heroes. People to look up to, people to rely on when normal means simply can't get the job done. Though even the legendary hero himself admitted that the change of heart in the world leaders was mostly due to the events most refer to colloquially as Red Friday.

Those events events shook the foundation of modern society as a whole and changed how many view the world, and beyond.

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>>1809363
>[The circumstances of ones birth does not have to define them, but it will have an effect, regardless of where your life takes you.] [CHOOSE YOUR ORIGIN]

>Corporate Scion
You are the heir apparent to a very successful and large corporation based in Jewel City. Like many children of wealthy backgrounds, you had the best of everything and you didn't want for much. Save for basic human interaction.

>Boom Orphan
You and your immediate family were victims of the last actions of Boom, a speedster supervillain that caused a supersonic explosion that leveled a decent bit of the city. You lost both of your parents in the blast and had to grow up very quickly, learn how to survive on your own in the not so pretty parts of Jewel City. The streets are your home.

>Living Legacy
You are the son of a well known Abhuman who died years ago. You've been trained from a young age by a family friend to take up the mantle of your fallen parent. It doesn't matter if they were hero or villain or something in between. Whether or not you actually follow in their footsteps remains to be seen.

>Just Some Guy
You are... well, not many things. You're young. You're a highschool student going on your senior year. You have at least some family and you've had your powers for as long as you can remember. Maybe they've been there since you were born. Using them is very natural to you, as they're just an extension of yourself. You're just on your way to school.

>Taken
You don't have an identity anymore. And you barely remember who you used to be. When you were ten years old you were kidnapped for your potential and locked away. You lost any chance of a normal childhood as you were mentally and physically tortured for the next decade. They wanted you to be a living weapon. But you're no longer there. Now, you're here. And they cannot take you back.

>>1809372

>Corporate Scion

>>1809372
>Boom Orphan

>>1809372
>Living Legacy

>>1809372
>>Boom Orphan

Let's get this party started.

>>1809372
>>Corporate Scion

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>>1809372
>>Taken

>>1809372
>Taken

Super boy route GO!

>>1809372

>Corporate Scion

>>1809372
Boom orphan

>>1809372
>Taken

>>1809372
>Corporate Scion

>>1809372
>Taken

Corporate Scion
>>1809384
>>1809415
>>1809428
>>1809442

Taken
>>1809417
>>1809423
>>1809435
>>1809445

Boom Orphan
>>1809398
>>1809402
>>1809431

Living Legancy
>>1809400

Leaving the vote open for about 10 more minutes!

Corporate Scion and Taken are currently tied!

>>1809372
>>Taken

>>1809372
>Taken

>>1809459
Scion

>>1809463
>>1809466

I just hope we don't go full edgelord with "living weapon" status

>>1809459
>Taken

>>1809384
>>1809398
>>1809400
>>1809402
>>1809415
>>1809417
>>1809423
>>1809428
>>1809431
>>1809435
>>1809442
>>1809445
>>1809463
>>1809466
>>1809476
>>1809480

Looks like Taken wins!

Now it's time for the real fun stuff.

>Preparing post

Both other ongoing cape quests have living weapon background qq

>>1809482
taken and living legend could easily tie into eachother no?

Im so excited for this shit

>>1809493
I haven't read them extensively but as far as I know they were both made right? You weren't made, you were forced to be this. But now you can be something else.

>Almost done writing here

>>1809493
And?

>>1809500
>taken and living legend could easily tie into eachother no?

The way they begin is vastly different.
So not really.

>>1809510
maybe, but it could be revealed later that we are born of some famous hero

just sounded cool to incorporate both lol

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>>1809503
And I was hoping for something else. Oh well, I have confidence OP will do it justice regardless.

>inb4 SAD

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>>1809482
>[Even among Abhumans you will stand apart. This choice will define you as much as the last.] [CHOOSE YOUR POWER PACKAGE]

>Psionic Package
(This package includes psionic abilities such as telekinesis, telepathy, and the potential for more. Such as hypnosis, mental projection, psychic illusions and thought reading.)

>Powerhouse Package
(This package includes kinetic energy manipulation, and a general physical boost. It allows you to internalize kinetic energy and use it to make yourself stronger and more durable. It also enhances your senses.)

>Speedster Package
(This package of course includes super speed, and branches off into all things you would think possible. manipulating centrifugal force, lightning fast melee combat, accelerated healing, and more.)

>Blaster Package
(This package includes both elements of heat and cold. Allowing you to switch freely between them. This power is fluid and learning many techniques is possible. As well as combining your power over the temperature extremes to great effect.)

>Shape-Changer Package
(This package is the most flexible. It allows you to progressively evolve your biology. Over time you can obtain mutations that simulate many other powers. Eyes that can sense heat, vocal cords capable of a sonic scream, a bladder that allows you to spit acid and teeth that can chew through steel are all possible.)

>Legendary Package
(This package consists of a certain form of energy projection. You can project a field of energy around yourself and shape it how you please. It's possible to form all kinds of shapes. It also helps that the field is bulletproof and can smash cars and slice through steel. And that's not even all it's capable of.)


>[If you want anything clarified or any extra details then just ask. This is permanent once the choice is made so make sure you know everything you want to know about your power of choice!]

>>1809531
>>Powerhouse Package

>>1809531
>Legendary Package

>>1809531
So with the legendary we need to shape and activate our energy aura?

>>1809531
>>Shape-Changer Package
Versatility is valuable. And it's always fun being your own toolkit.

>>1809531
>Psionic Package
close combat psionics? sounds badass if we can

>>1809531

May I ask what sort of end-game abilities each of the packages can do (apart from Legendary)? For example, I can see us using heat and cold back and forth to cause Robot to become brittle.

>>1809531
>Shape-Changer Package

>>1809531
>Shape-Changer Package

>>1809531
>>Shape-Changer Package

>>1809531
>[]Shape-Changer Package

>>1809531
You know what? Fuck it let's become animal man.

>Shape-Changer Package

>>1809531
>>Shape-Changer Package
adaptive physiology is go
Is there regeneration in this package sleeps?

>>1809559
Well if a lizard can regen i think we can do it to. The question will be how do we acquire these mutations.

>>1809559
>>1809567
Man now you have me thinking of HMQ.

>>1809571
Rip Crusty.
F

>>1809531
Does the field from legendary package potentially allow invisibility, messing with electronics or interfering/blocking psionic powers? How about flight with force-wings?

>>1809571
Those comparisons never end well. Crusty is dead, let him rest.

>>1809537
>we need to shape and activate our energy aura?
Exactly

>>1809540
>close combat psionics?
Yes! Tactile Telekinesis has it's own uprgade tree!

>>1809559
>>1809567
It's not adaptive. You basically pick new bodily mutations with each new upgrade. You can't change to new shit on the fly really.

>>1809543
>Psionic Package
Things like full on mind control and lifting a building with TK are possible

>Powerhouse Package
You'll near godlike strength and durability, not to mention being able to (sort of) keep up with a speedster.

>Speedster Package
This one is a bit self explanatory. Go very fast, vibrate molecules, that sort of shit.

>Blaster Package
Superheat and cool the air to create big ass explosions, and pretty much anything you'd associate with top tier cryo and pyro manipulation


>Shape-Changer Package
By the time you're top tier you'll be a monster with LOTS of smaller abilities that let you be prepared for almost anything

>Legendary Package
This offers immediately fantastic offense and defense, not to mention it goes into energy projection and flight. And being able to shape your field make you more versatile.

>>1809585
It does go into invisibility, it can't block psionics but it can let you fly

>>1809571
>>1809580
>>1809598
Who?

>close combat psionics?
>Yes! Tactile Telekinesis has it's own uprgade tree!

cum worthy

>>1809531
>Shape-Changer Package

>>1809604
The QM for Homeless Mutant Quest, a well known and very well done cape quest set in the Marvel universe. It was a lot of fun.

>>1809615
Well sleepy, what ever happens i am looking forward to your quest.

>>1809531
>Legendary Package

>>1809531
>Legendary Package

I'll give it about ten more minutes just in case someone wants to change their mind or didn't vote yet. If nothing changes then Shape-Changer wins by quite a bit.

>REMEBER
With Shape-Changer you only get new mutations when it's time to upgrade your powers which won't be every session.

Just trying to make sure you guys aren't mistaken since Shape-Changer has such a heavy lead.

>>1809531
>>Legendary Package

>>1809656
It ain't like I went after a heavy advantage.
Those kinds of characters are fun to play
The banter when choosing powers is fun too

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>>1809531

>Shape-Changer Package

...

> Adaptive mutations

We Crawler now...

>>1809671
Ah, good old Ned.

>>1809671
>It's not adaptive

>>1809666
"Banter"
Man you either know how that goes or enjoy salt. Lets hope the good cheer lasts this time.

>>1809686
>>1809666
Yeah, i remember how that typically went in HMQ...

Crusty give me strength.

>>1809531
>powerhouse package

>>1809686
Aye, it's all about equal measures in those situations.
It does make the quest look alive tho.
>>1809693
You'll do fine.

>>1809656
Does shapechanger offer flight form? How about form with greater body mass? shooty quills? fire spitting?

Assuming chameleon camo and impersonation is a given for it...

>>1809693
Careful. Crusty strength comes with the inherent risk of anal rupture.

>>1809532
>>1809536
>>1809537
>>1809539
>>1809540
>>1809543
>>1809544
>>1809548
>>1809549
>>1809550
>>1809552
>>1809559
>>1809567
>>1809612
>>1809627
>>1809644
>>1809658
>>1809671
>>1809696
Shape-Changer takes it!!

>>1809700
We'll get deeper into it later anon, but for now, allow me to offer you a vague maybe.

>Writing

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>>1809693

> Crusty give me strength.

Crusty?

>>1809709
Well hey, look after it all in this way:
If you can handle waifu wars you can handle upgrades!
Those two are not that far apart.

FUCK I AM SO LATE SHIT NO ONE DO ANYTHING TILL I READ UP!

SLEEPY TAKE MY BABIES

>>1809719
Too late, I already did a thing.

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>>1809723
YOU MOTHER FUCKER WHY DIDN'T YOU TAKE THE TODOROKI BLASTER PACKAGE!?

FUCK

>>1809730
Cause I like being a filthy mutant.

So
We got taken at a young age
And were a shape shifter
Maybe we were taken by the cia equivalent and they plan to use us to take over the cuba equivalent?

>>1809730
Because Tentacole is better.

>>1809730
Because we can become a snek and lie on a rock to asorb sunlight

>>1809739
We are basicaly sabretooth?

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>>1809738
>Who is Ice Man?
Nigga are you TRYING to make me mad? Cause it's working.

>>1809744
buff nigga with several buff arms here we go

>>1809750
Maaaybe?
Probably not intentional

>>1809750
But he's gay

>>1809769
So are you.

Your point?

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>>1809772
But im not gay anon

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>>1809803
Anon...
Bro...

>>1809816
What is it anon?

>>1809825
>>1809816
Pic related bro.

>>1809838
I know im on 4chan
But im not a gay nerd like you anon

>>1809838
>>1809846
ladies, ladies were all lovely people here, you can hold hands later

>>1809846
But Anon... I art thou. THOU ART I!

>>1809854
You sex fiend!
How dare you suggest such lewd acts!?

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>>1809854
>hand holding
>pic related

>>1809854
GET THE FUCK OUT YOU FUCKING DEVIL WORSHIPPING HEATHEN

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>>1809867
>>1809875
>>1809878

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>>1809887

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>>1809893

>>1809887
BLUE BOARD YOU FUCK
BLUE
BOARD

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>>1809887

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>>1809709
Cold.

So cold. It's always so cold. Your eyes open slowly. The viscous gel-like fluid inside your pod doesn't sting them. In fact, it is almost pleasant. You believe the agent inside is some sort of medical preserver, it keeps you healthy and alive while you are not needed. The mask over your mouth and and nose releases slow moving bubbles into the liquid as you breathe in and out on your own for the first time in... it must have been a while. You were kept under for at least several months the last time you went under.

Your eyes turn up and you notice a staff member of the facility staring back at you. His eyes are hard and dark. He observes you casually, and returns to pacing about the nearby table. Once he is out of your field of vision you simply wait to be released for your pod. This is how it always goes. You are woken up. You are examined, scanned, readied for combat and given a mission debrief. From there you are transported to the mission zone and complete your orders to the letter.

Just as you were taught. But... this time it is different. You're eyes turn back up as you observe the scientist. You don not know his name. You do not know most of the names of the individuals working here a t the facility. You only know what they wish you to know. As it should be. A tool should only be enough to do the ob they were made for. Anything more is superfluous.

He stops after pacing around the table for exactly 11 minutes and turns back to you. He regards you with just a slight measure above the normal amount of consideration he gives you, then exits in a swift walk through the auxiliary exit and once again, you are alone. You're eyes begin to close again. You prefer sleep to the pure silence but something happens. Something that's never happened before. Your pod shakes. It rocks ever so slightly, creating sound inside your chamber.

And then, another thing that never happens happens. Your pod begins to drain. And there is no one at the work stations that line the walls in the room where your pod sits. Soon you are left standing inside, and mechanical arms with arms covered in soft synthetic materials help you stand as your pod opens with a hiss. You stagger out of the pod and soon stand without assistance.

And there you stand, frozen in place. Unsure of how to even move without someone giving you orders. It takes a moment. But you take a small first step. Then another, and another. Until you are stopped short by the reflection you notice in a nearby monitor. It's you. You cannot remember the last time you saw yourself. They keep your head shaved. But you have dark eyebrows. Your body is completely lined with scars. Most straight and surgical. Others not so.

>Continued

>>1809903
You recognize each and every one. Most of them come from your conditioning. You remember each and every moment of that as well. Every cut, every scrape, every burn. You understand why. It was to understand the limits of your abilities. And to make certain you know to obey orders. You will always obey orders. Won't you? Your brown eyes look back at you. They are dark. They regard themselves cooly. Just as the scientist earlier...

Another bump. But louder, harder. Something is closer. Something is in the facility. Turning your head, you spot the wall containing the gear you are allowed to complete your missions. If there is an intruder. You should eliminate them, should you not? You do not know. You have not been ordered to. You are not required to know when to eliminate targets on your own.

But... you must do something. There will likely be staff available should you leave this room. They will be able to direct you. Nodding to yourself, you approach the wall and place your hand on the scanner to reveal the contents. There is not much here. Only your suit. It is featureless, without color or other distinguishing features. It is made of a very special and advanced mesh. It's molecules adptt to new shapes and allow you to freely change for the situation.

You slip into it easily, it was made for you so it has always felt right to put it on. It covers you up to the neck and wrists and covers your feet. Once you are equipped you exit through the main door just as the alarms begin to blare. You look up at the red lights flashing throughout the hall and wonder just what could be occurring above you. You take off in a half-sprint down the hall. You run through the nearby labs and office areas, completely deserted. Not a single staff member in sight. You were never allowed to see the whole facility, but you know that there can' be many down here.

Once you reach the elevator you immediately turn into a left to head towards the stairs, as the doors are sealed. You climb the stairs with ease but stop as soon as you reach the next floor. Bodies. Security personnel. On the ground and...

>[Who is raiding the facility?]
>They are merely unconscious, beaten and battered, but alive. Then that must mean... Yes, you remember them. The ones that fight battles others can't. Heroes.
>They are dead, and they were brutally killed. Passionately, you could say. This is a slaughter. Villains.
>They were cut down efficiently and quickly. Surgical. This must be the work of another corp.

>>1809911
>>They were cut down efficiently and quickly. Surgical. This must be the work of another corp.

>>1809911
>>They were cut down efficiently and quickly. Surgical. This must be the work of another corp.

>>1809911
>They are dead, and they were brutally killed. Passionately, you could say. This is a slaughter. Villains.

>>1809911
>>They were cut down efficiently and quickly. Surgical. This must be the work of another corp

>>1809911
>They are dead, and they were brutally killed. Passionately, you could say. This is a slaughter. Villains.
I will not let this sit turn into shadow run. We WILL be mistaken for a mass murderer, we WILL be on the run from the law, we WILL have fun doing so!

>>1809911
>They were cut down efficiently and quickly. Surgical. This must be the work of another corp.

>>1809911
>>They were cut down efficiently and quickly. Surgical. This must be the work of another corp.
Warm up yer shadowruns, this is going to get complicated.

>>1809911
>They were cut down efficiently and quickly. Surgical. This must be the work of another corp.

>>1809934
>>1809911
No, wait, better option, changing my vote.

>They are merely unconscious, beaten and battered, but alive. Then that must mean... Yes, you remember them. The ones that fight battles others can't. Heroes.

Means we'll be mistaken for a villain! Have to WORK to redeem our self as society misinterprets our actions!

>>1809948
It's really not man. Corporate sabotage is the simplest fucking thing on this earth. It's the most vanilla bullshit they made a fucking game of it. Come on man, take the interesting option!

>>1809911
>They were cut down efficiently and quickly. Surgical. This must be the work of another corp.

>>1809911
>They are merely unconscious, beaten and battered, but alive. Then that must mean... Yes, you remember them. The ones that fight battles others can't. Heroes.

>>1809911
>They are merely unconscious, beaten and battered, but alive. Then that must mean... Yes, you remember them. The ones that fight battles other's can't. Heroes.

>>1809958
I feel you anon, another Corp sounds kinda boring

>>1809911
>They were cut down efficiently and quickly. Surgical. This must be the work of another corp.

>>1809903
>They are merely unconscious, beaten and battered, but alive. Then that must mean... Yes, you remember them. The ones that fight battles others can't. Heroes.

>>1809911
>>1809911
>They are merely unconscious, beaten and battered, but alive. Then that must mean... Yes, you remember them. The ones that fight battles other's can't. Heroes.

>>1810011
then vote dude! Either villains or heroes your choice.

>>1810018
There you go!

>>1809911

>They are dead, and they were brutally killed. Passionately, you could say. This is a slaughter. Villains.

Super-powered serial killers? A powerful test subject that has gone insane with malevolence? A shadowy association of super villains that is 'recruiting'?

Only OP can say for sure...

>>1809911
>They are dead, and they were brutally killed. Passionately, you could say. This is a slaughter. Villains.

I fear the edgelordw s wanting villains have outnumbered us...
But maybe we can fight against the villains and get started on the path to being a hero

>>1810038
I just want us out of the facility for now.

>>1810038
I don't see any IC reasoning to become a hero at this point. It'd be better to build up to it more naturally if at all.

>>1809911
>>They are merely unconscious, beaten and battered, but alive. Then that must mean... Yes, you remember them. The ones that fight battles others can't. Heroes.

>>1810038

Whatever happens I'll be certain to push our protagonist towards evil at every oppertunity...

>>1810044
>Implying misunderstood and used abomination wanting to be good isn't interesting enough

>>1809926
>>1809928
>>1809932
>>1809933
>>1809934
>>1809936
>>1809952
>>1809958
>>1809972
>>1809995
>>1810006
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>>1810030
>>1810033
>>1810046
Looks like Corporate Elimination wins by my count.
I really should've expected anons to pick the option I'm least prepared for.

>Writing!

>>1810047
Edgelord go away REEEEEEE
>>1810044
>>1810091
True that

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>>1810091
This nigga gets it.

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>>1810094
...Then why did you offer it!?

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>>1810094
Kek
>>1810100
Anyways
>Pic Related

If we get a actual reason to go good guy then yeah thats fine
But for now a man raised and trained to be a cold blooded hyper competent super agent probably won't be a good guy at the start

>>1810100
I want you to always have options! Just offering heroes and villains felt too binary once I actually got down to posting the choice so I offered this!

>>1810103
Count it for me anon. If ever count wrong please please call me on it.

>>1810105
This origin is actually quite a blank slate. You can be whatever! But your choices here will definitely color your deeper personality and tendencies.

>>1810095

> Edgelord go away REEEEEEE

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O0cAx1jLbJk

>>1810113

6 heroes, 4 villains and 2 corps, trust me op
Remember, Jill "No Refunds" Stein for all your voting count needs

>>1810115
what kind of madman films dropbears from this close

>>1810139

A middle-aged Australian woman going by the voice in the background...

>>1810094
It only takes you a moment of looking out at the floor to recognize the scene. Over a dozen bodies, an entire squad of security. Dead from where they stood. They were engaged from the front and overwhelmed by superior tactics and firepower.

You kneel for a moment to examine the bodes. Single shots to the head on some, tight grouping of shots center of mass on others. Several are bleeding profusely from wide and deep blade wounds. Expanding armor piercing rounds. And it appears to be... high frequency blade? Yes. The cuts are much too clean for it to simply be a combatant with enhanced strength, the armor of the victim is typically shattered in that case. They are well funded indeed.

Taking a second to scan the floor you see only personnel of this facility. The attackers suffered no casualties. Once you are certain they are all dead you take off towards deeper inside this floor. The soles of your feet leave behind footprints of blood that get thinner and thinner as you go, disappearing entirely after a while. This is highly unusual. For the facility to be attacked. Much less for it to suffer such a total and compromising defeat. You'll need to find command. You need your orders.

As you approach the next floor you notice you are coming upon the indoor atrium. You were brought here on occasion to receive artificial sunlight. It was to keep your body healthy. One must maintain any tool. As you ascend the stairwell in similar fashion to before you notice the sound of gunfire. Here it is, you are approaching the current combat zone.

Once again use your palm to access the emergency doors, you see...

>Drones. And not any drones. These are high grade warfare drones. It is indedibly illegal for these to even be in the city. And they could only belong to Genesis Industries.
>Yellow uniforms stick out to you immediately. Wasp Inc. A very prevalent private security company. They have many members and are well funded.
>You see no more than ten men and women. But all are heavily armed and have at least one piece of cybernetics. Viper. They only take the elite into their mercenary company and thus they are small... but they are also stronger as a result.

And now is the time to change. You must fight.

>Brute Style
>Stalker Style
>Oddball Style

>[This will determine what kind of mutations you already have.]

>>1810297

> Stalker

Get out of here...

>>1810297
>You see no more than ten men and women. But all are heavily armed and have at least one piece of cybernetics. Viper. They only take the elite into their mercenary company and thus they are small... but they are also stronger as a result.
>Oddball Style

>>1810297
>Viper
>Stalker Style

>>1810297
>>Oddball Style

Plastic Man No Jutsu.

>>1810314

> Yellow uniforms stick out to you immediately. Wasp Inc. A very prevalent private security company. They have many members and are well funded.

>>1810297
>You see no more than ten men and women. But all are heavily armed and have at least one piece of cybernetics. Viper. They only take the elite into their mercenary company and thus they are small... but they are also stronger as a result.

>Stalker Style

>>1810297
>>You see no more than ten men and women. But all are heavily armed and have at least one piece of cybernetics. Viper. They only take the elite into their mercenary company and thus they are small... but they are also stronger as a result.
>>Oddball Style
I would go Stalker, but I really want to see what the hell Oddball is.

>>1810297
>Viper
>Stalker

>>1810328
>>Yellow uniforms stick out to you immediately. Wasp Inc. A very prevalent private security company. They have many members and are well funded.

I, uh. forgot to add the enemies.

>>1810297
>You see no more than ten men and women. But all are heavily armed and have at least one piece of cybernetics. Viper. They only take the elite into their mercenary company and thus they are small... but they are also stronger as a result.

>Stalker Style
part of the conditioning I suppose

>>1810297
>viper
>oddball
I like the theme of us being the super weapon of a bio focused agency fighting a war against a mechanical focused agency

>>1810297
>>You see no more than ten men and women. But all are heavily armed and have at least one piece of cybernetics. Viper. They only take the elite into their mercenary company and thus they are small... but they are also stronger as a result.

>>Stalker Style

>>1810297
>>You see no more than ten men and women. But all are heavily armed and have at least one piece of cybernetics. Viper. They only take the elite into their mercenary company and thus they are small... but they are also stronger as a result.
>Stalker Style

>>1810297
>Yellow uniforms stick out to you immediately. Wasp Inc. A very prevalent private security company. They have many members and are well funded.

>Stalker.

>>1810297
>You see no more than ten men and women. But all are heavily armed and have at least one piece of cybernetics. Viper. They only take the elite into their mercenary company and thus they are small... but they are also stronger as a result.

>Oddball Style

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Viper Military Solutions wins it.
And Stalker Style wins it.

>Writing!

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>Once, the Abhuman Quest ran in harmony
>Then, everything changed when the Shadowrun-Fags attacked.

Fucking serisouly, I don't give a shit about the company we fight in this predictable as fuck path, but why oh why didn't people choose Oddball? Imagine, someone wants to punch you, but your shape yourself into an O and the punch goes literally right through you. Then you sharpen the inside of the O, and you guillotine someone's fucking arm off.

But NOOOO, we have to choose the fucking vanilla Stalker option.

Y'all niggas are without a doubt the least creative people I have EVER had the displeasure of running with.

I'm genuinely angry. I wanted to enjoy this shit but noooo, no fun allowed. Fuck.

>>1810495
dude, really?
It has been less than a few things, we haven't even started yet.
We decide where we go from here, we're not bound to this place in this sense.
We choose where to go.

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>>1810495
I mean I wanted oddball too but jesus dude

>>1810495

>Tandrum

...

So. How are the rest of you guys doing?

>>1810495
>but why oh why didn't people choose Oddball?

I did choose it, you salty fuck.

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>>1810437
You lower yourself to the ground as your changes take place. The nails on you hands and feet blacken and elongate, your toes stick out from your suit, weapons at the ready. Your vision swims for the briefest second before becoming incredibly sharp and clear. The base of your spine tingles as a long and moderately thick tail springs from it. The palms of your hands adhere to the wall and your teeth fill your mouth.

Placing one hand off of the wall, you spin your body upwards and carefully place the balls of your feet on the wall and back up until you adhere to the ceiling. Closing your eyes you get the strange feeling that only comes with this, you flicker and vanish from normal sight. With your changes complete you swing from the top of the door frame and land on the ceiling in the next room.

You crawl swiftly across the ceiling. Making no sound. Even if you did, this cacophony of gunfire would cover you. The wide open ceiling of the atrium provides great cover as you make your way across to get into a position of power in the room. The mercenaries below you are taking to the fight with a a kind of seal that belies their professionalism.

A woman with a automatic firearm integrated into her cybernetic arm is actually laughing as she lays down suppressing fire and one man launches his hand to grab a security officer preparing to throw some kind of grenade. Punches him until he ceases moving and tosses the grenade back towards the remaining security. They are working with great efficiency, just as you thought.

But there seems to be something else here. The Sec forces are facing opposition from both sides. And you can hear the screams even now.

From here, you can drop into their formation and cause chaos within the group and work from there. Or...

>Attack the Viper Squad. You have no orders but you must work in the interest of the corp.
>Attack the Sec forces. You they are being hard pressed, one push from you and they will falter. You may not have to stay here.
>Sneak through them all. Perhaps you can leave without a fight? The facility may be falling... you haven't been outside in months.

>>1810608
>Attack the Viper Squad. You have no orders but you must work in the interest of the corp.

>>1810495
Calm yourself, anon. I know it's frustrating when votes just don't go in a way you're interested in at all. But just wait and see if things get more interesting for you.

>>1810608
>>Sneak through them all. Perhaps you can leave without a fight? The facility may be falling... you haven't been outside in months.

>>1810608
>Sneak through them all. Perhaps you can leave without a fight? The facility may be falling... you haven't been outside in months.
YEEA WHO WON THE LOTTERY?

>>1810608
>>Sneak through them all. Perhaps you can leave without a fight? The facility may be falling... you haven't been outside in months.

No need to um, get involve in the Corps fight. We can go outside, see the sun...and probably eat a cheeseburger.

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>>1810531
Y'all niggas just salty I know what's going to happen. The overall choices in how we interact with this shit doesn't matter, cause there's only one outcome. We run the rat maze of "finding meaning in life despite being created in a lab". We basically chose to be a more one dimensional version of Laura fucking Kinney.

"I'm a genetic experiment designed to kill and I have to get over my pre-programmed purpose via friends and supportive loved ones to find meaning in life."

That's literally all that is going to happen, cause y'all anons are to dumb to follow any leads of anything else that doesn't involve some fuck off corporation that wants your sweet mutant ass. No other development, we won't grow as a person, won't do anything important, just be a throw away, a footnote in the grand scheme of things. All cause Mr. " >>1810047 " and friends want this shit to be Shade the Porcupine 2 The SequelDequel.


All y'all niggas basic.

>>1810608
>Sneak through them all. Perhaps you can leave without a fight? The facility may be falling... you haven't been outside in months.

>>1810624
Bruh it ain't about the votes man. Your love child is going to die via overactive shitposting. The thing you've been stewing over for 2 whole years of your life is going to fucking choke cause someone wants to insert their edgy deviant art character as the MC.

>>1810608
>>Sneak through them all. Perhaps you can leave without a fight? The facility may be falling... you haven't been outside in months.

>>1810608
>>Sneak through them all. Perhaps you can leave without a fight? The facility may be falling... you haven't been outside in months.
Well gee, this looks like a serious case of not our problem.

>>1810641
Are you meta gaming right now?
Low
There were only 4 anons wanting to go with villains anon, calm down

>>1810608

> Sneak through them all. Perhaps you can leave without a fight? The facility may be falling... you haven't been outside in months.

Not really interested in remaining a pet for the corp, or becoming a pet for the mercs...

>>1810608
>>Attack the Sec forces. You they are being hard pressed, one push from you and they will falter. You may not have to stay here.

>>1810658
That's how it starts Anon.

First there's 4, then 8, then the QM quits cause it's nothing but shit posters.

Just you wait nigga.

>>1810641
If you're so sure its gonna be bad and predictable then why are you still here? Just leave man. It's that easy. Right now you're the only one hurting the quest with this faggotry.

>>1810608
>Stay hidden and watch the fight develop without attracting attention.

It's not like we've been commanded to get involved...

>>1810670
Just don't metagame anon, that shit alone might as well kill the quest
I for one want to turn this cold murder ball into a softball

>>1810608
>sneak through them all
>>1810670
Anon you're the shitposter now

>>1809686

I guess this conversation turned out to be somewhat prophetic...

Sodium galore...

>>1810608
>Sneak through them all. Perhaps you can leave without a fight? The facility may be falling... you haven't been outside in months.

>>1810608
>Sneak through them all. Perhaps you can leave without a fight? The facility may be falling... you haven't been outside in months.

>evolving monstrous stealthy mutant quest
hmm where have I seen this before? come on guys

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Sneaking attempt is a go!

>>1810641
Listen man. You're kinda freaking out over things that haven't even happened. As QM I'm going to be doing my best to ensure the MC is interesting and unique.

I mean, think anons are already making choices that make the MC more complicated. He's chosen a non-violent action but he's been conditioned to kill first ask questions later.

>>1810730
I had that thought too but I already know how it'll be different. Trust me.

Oh yeah and
>Writing

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>>1810722
>Sneaking
sneak quest is a go

>>1810736
Oh wait actually

>Roll me a 1d100

Rolled 91 (1d100)

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Rolled 92 (1d100)

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Nat 1

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>92
Some things never change.

Okay NOW I'm writing.

>>1810641
Dont even care, you just seem like the kind of person whos shit to play with.

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>>1810747

Mhm...

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>>1810767
You lift a single claw off of the ceiling and prepare to drop but you hesitate. You look from the group of mercenaries to the Sec officers to the rooms exit they are guarding. You do not need to do this. You have no orders. But you are active. The facility is compromised and you may never receive orders. You do not know the way because you were always escorted and taken via elevator but you may be able to find your way to the outside. To the surface.

To your knowledge, the facility is underground. Meaning you'll simply have to progress upwards to proceed. And if Sec forces is too occupied attempting to quell the raiders then you just might be able to make an escape. An escape. The word hasn't even been in your mind for years now. They made it very clear that it wasn't a possibility. But things are different now. Today has been nothing but irregularities.

So you crawl. You crawl away from the fighting and through the exit hall, all the way to the the other source of fighting. You pause upon seeing just who is fighting. It's a mercenary that worked for this corp on a permanent basis. And another mercenary that only worked for the corp on a case by case basis. Your eyes widen the barest fraction upon seeing him. Agent Carver. The man is inside a mammoth suit of power armor and toting firepower that is illegal in more countries than you care to list. And darting around him, nicking the armor here and there, trying to reach the vitals of the suit. Is a woman wearing nothing but basic black clothes suited for combat, and wielding to large blades in tandem. Richards.

Agent Carver, your handler. You do not know why. But you believe he dislikes you. He takes many liberties with your punishments. But he always gets the mission done efficiently and attempts to "toughen you up" during your training periods. He did not hurt nearly as much as when you were first brought here. So in many ways, you welcomed his presence. You think he resents abhumans.

And Richards? She's just a mercenary. A freelancer, really. She takes jobs contractually and only owes her loyalty for that mission. Carver has always despised her and threatened to kill her more than once. She does not pay much attention to Carver. She is an abhuman as well. Though her abilities are quite simple. She is much stronger and durable than most any human. The mean and women who assign your missions often describe her as a blunt instrument. She always ask you if you want a cigarette when you work together.

You always decline.

>Help Carver. He is the first staff member with authority you've found. He can sort this out for you. Give you an order.
>Help Richards. You do not know her objective, but she is not affiliated with Viper. And she... never gave you an order.
>Let them fight. You just want to see the sky without being on a mission to kill.
>Write-In?

>>1810944
>>Help Richards. You do not know her objective, but she is not affiliated with Viper. And she... never gave you an order.

>>1810944
>Help Richards. You do not know her objective, but she is not affiliated with Viper. And she... never gave you an order.
The closest we have to a friend.

>>1810944
>Write-In?
Just leave. Escape. Let them fight it out and leave this mess behind.

>>1810944
>>Help Richards. You do not know her objective, but she is not affiliated with Viper. And she... never gave you an order.

>>1810944
>Help Carver. He is the first staff member with authority you've found. He can sort this out for you. Give you an order.
Gib order pls

>>1810944
>>Help Richards. You do not know her objective, but she is not affiliated with Viper. And she... never gave you an order.

>>1810944
>>Help Richards. You do not know her objective, but she is not affiliated with Viper. And she... never gave you an order.

>>1810944
>Help Richards. You do not know her objective, but she is not affiliated with Viper. And she... never gave you an order.

>>1810958
I like that thinking

>>1810944
>Let them fight. You just want to see the sky without being on a mission to kill.

>>1810944

> Wait for one to kill the other, then eliminate the weakened survivor and move on

>>1810944
If Carver wasn't so, him, i would go for him
Richard could turn on us or she might be already tasked with killing us but fuck it, let's help her
>Help Richards

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>>1809711
A man of legend, anon. The Questfag of Homeless Mutant Quest, arguably one of the biggest quests to ever exist, rivaled by Banished Quest only.

>Let them fight. You just want to see the sky without being on a mission to kill.

I just want this poor Abhuman to feel raindrops on their face. Is that so bad?

>>1810944
>Let them fight. You just want to see the sky without being on a mission to kill.

in the words of a scotsman:
FREEEDOM!!!

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>Crusty

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Helping the freelancer wins!

>Roll a 1d100

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>Carvers face when we fail

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>>1811051
Well, might as well dig this grave deeper.

>>1811078
You are on fine with the rolls.

>>1811078
Ooh that was almost embarrassing.

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>>1811088
>Carver face when we pass

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Just had to get the bad rolls out of the way.

>>1811100
Richards. You've seen her fight. You've seen the way she moves and handles herself with her inhuman strength. The woman is bulletproof but she avoids getting hit by Carver's main gun at all cost. You can see all the heat radiating off of the suit as he attempts again and again to trap her. And she slips through his grasp time after time. An outside element would change this fight immediately.

Looking down at them, you let out a small almost inaudible gasp then Richards takes a bullet to the side, she doesn't even fall but she slides across the floor on her feet, blade digging into the floor. Carver is the one that directs you, but Richards never even so much as asked you for anything. They never like it. Your superiors. The way she treats you. You didn't understand before but, maybe you can, if you try.

You peel you hands from the ceiling and lower to standing on it with just the balls of your feet. Then you drop. Landing on Carver's large shoulder you wrap your tail around his suits optics and stab your nails into the crook of his right elbow, he is still completely protected inside but now his ability to use hus weapon is impaired. He attempts to grab your tail but you flip off of him before he can touch you and crouch low to the floor.

Richards is shocked to see you, to say the least. She almost calls out to you but then rolls into a sprint and runs of a wall to avoid Carvers new hail of gunfire. The man in the mech suit lumbers to turn towards you. "Really. You get just a crumb of freedom and you bite the hand that feeds you? Commands you? And just when I was starting to think there might be something going on in that bald head of yours."

He raises his left hand and the mech reaches behind itself to launch a grapple at Richards as she approaches from behind to attack, it wraps around her and he whips her towards you. Thrown off guard by the unorthodox tactic you get caught by the swinging cable and go down as well. Carver is on you before you can think. He raises a giant foot to stomp on you but you roll and crawl away just as Richards tackles him head on and knocks the mech through the west wall. She takes a moment to breathe and looks at you. "You're the last guy I'd expect to come to my rescue Zee."

"As I I told you previously, my designation is Z-191045-"

"Yeah. And like I told you before, that shit is a mouthful. And not a real name."

"I am quite certain that 'Zee' is not a real name either." Through the darkness in the whole inthe wall you see Carver's huge frame move before you here it. A red blob shifting in the darkness.

>Take the fight to him. If you can disrupt his optics you'll have the advantage in the dark.
>Let Richards take the front. She is much more well suited to direct confrontation with heavy opposition.
>Go for the joints again. Disable his armor and he will be essentially defenseless.
>Write-In?

>>1811249
>Take the fight to him. If you can disrupt his optics you'll have the advantage in the dark

>>1811249
>>Take the fight to him. If you can disrupt his optics you'll have the advantage in the dark.

>>1811249
>Go for the joints again. Disable his armor and he will be essentially defenseless.

>>1811249
>>Take the fight to him. If you can disrupt his optics you'll have the advantage in the dark.

>>1811249
>>Go for the joints again. Disable his armor and he will be essentially defenseless.

>>1811249
>Go for the joints again. Disable his armor and he will be essentially defenseless.
Fucker will pay for saying that feeds and commands us shit, death is only right

>>1811249

>>1811249
>Take the fight to him. If you can disrupt his optics you'll have the advantage in the dark.

>>1811249

>Take the fight to him. If you can disrupt his optics you'll have the advantage in the dark.

>>1811288
Meh, he wasn't as bad as others apparently. Just sayin.

>>1811249
>Go for the joints again. Disable his armor and he will be essentially defenseless.

>>1811312
No but now that we are free, hes just trying to reign us in, we have some thought to ourselves and probably realize this

>>1811335
It's just a bit of a stretch going from "hey this guy wasn't a total asshole" to "death is only right" when he talks a bit of shit after we try and gank him.

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>>1811351
I'm gonna have to support this anon here.

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>>1811351

He's seen us now. If we want to make a clean break we will need to kill him...

>>1811351
>>1811360
If we break out we need a new start, forget the past.

>>1811249
>>Go for the joints again. Disable his armor and he will be essentially defenseless.

>>1811362
This facility is fucked. We just skipped a big ol' tussle and didn't kill anyone. We don't need to kill anyone, besides that the corp was gonna find out we left anyways. If they have anyone left. We can help Richards and dip. Also I doubt we'll get anywhere near a clean break.

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A tie huh?

1 - The darkness is your friend
2 - Tear the fucker up

>>1811389
Going for the joints wins!

>Roll me a 1d100!

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>>1811410
>72!

You did alright.

>Writing

>>1811351
He was an asshole already from what we knew though, or it was implied anyway, he was just effective with jobs and rough when he trained us, so when we are given a chance to be free or help 3 people, we went to help the one person who we could just minimally call a friend, meaning they were neutral. So its not the biggest stretch in the world, but a stretch i do agree, but not a big one i would think

>>1811482
If it's a stretch at all, with a blank slate character, it's usually too much. We have no reason to go from 0 to 60 on the murderboner scale.

>>1811508
Maybe, ill tone it down a little until we are a little more characterized, just go by what we are given and what seems right
death is only right can be saved for an archrival if we get one

>>1811508

> We have no reason to go from 0 to 60 on the murderboner scale.

The murderboner itself is all the reason one needs anon. All else is sophistry and pretty lies...

>>1811534
t. faggot

>>1811534
Eh. Whatever you say pal. I'd just rather the character grow organically, like a blank slate. Because we are.

>>1811561

A blank slate that has been programmed and conditioned from birth to kill...

But yes, I agree. Let's see how this character develops...

>>1811578
Not from birth, it was from when he was ten.

>>1811578
Not from birth. We chose Taken remember? It said at age 10 we were kidnapped. Now we can try to be whatever we want.

>>1811583
>>1811588

Yeah. Noticed that mistake as soon as I read back my post...

I meant to say since childhood...

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You leap into the hole just as Richards is responding and she yells after you. Now is not the time for talking. Carver is too proficient in direct combat for you to allow him to recover and fight on even ground. You crawl across the wall inside the dark office space that Carver's armor has half destroyed with it's fall and attempt to make it past him before he regains his senses and notices you. Richards provides an ample distraction.

She barrels into the room and meets the mech's fist head on with her own. The force of the two clashing creates a loud cracking pop in the air. You climb and crawl your way up the wall and onto the ceiling, waiting for an opportunity. Richards fights Carver in hand to hand before he slams her with the grapple gun at close range. Apparently knocking the wind out of her. Leaving you with a chance.

You drop down into his head and jam your claws into certain pints on the helmet and bits into the machinery on the inside of the deep collar, ripping out many small parts.Carver roars from inside the suit, his voice scrambler making it sound nearly bestial. He grabs you by the tail and wings upwards, slamming you into the ceiling. Hitting the ground, you assess your injuries just as you get up.

Sharp pain in the ribcage. Hairline fractures? Back definitely bruised. Richards seems to take Carvers weakened state as a sign to finish the altercation. As she throws one of her blades and it goes deep into the head of the armor. But you know how it's designed, The head is merely to draw fire and contain sensory equipment. Carver's head is in the chest of the armor.

You bound on all fours for a boost of speed and leap onto the gun arm of the suit. Wrapping your tail around it and struggling to keep him from firing at you or Richards. You definitely cannot hold him like this. So you elongate your claws further, and begin slashing away at the cbend in his elbow, just as before, only this time you don't stop until he finally pulls you off. And Richards follows up by kicking him over and using her blades to cut the gun arm off entirely.

But even so, he struggles to get up. Mech sputtering shooting coolant all over the dark room. "So what's this all about eh? Got it in your head that you can escape? After all this time? Please. You don't even know whats happening here do you?"

>Continued

>>1811636
The suits chest folds open and recedes, showing you Carver's scarred face, his copper hair. "Fine. Go on and try your luck. You do realize there nothing waiting for you up there? At least here you had a purpose."

Richards approaches after retrieving her knife and she scowls at the agent. He just smirks. "Even someone like me can tell that ain't no way to live."

Carver just spits. A tooth clatters across the floor. "You don't know him like I do. Ain't the right, hmm? You like the structure. You like your little pod. Preferable to what they had you living in before right kid?"

Richards shakes her head and sheathes her knives"We gotta hoof it before the Vipers show up. Zee, c'mon."

Carver suit lurches and Richards hands are on her blades grips in an instant. "You wait just one goddamn minute! I got one last order for you kid. Kill me."

Wait. You. You cannot. "You get over here, and do what you're handler tells you! Now! It's all you're good for!"

The mercenary woman steps in front of you. "What're you suicidal now?! Find a bridge to jump off of. We gotta go Zee."

>He... he gave you an order. (Kill Carver)
>"I... I do not want to kill you. Carver." (Help Carver)
>Leave. He cannot give you orders anymore.

>>1811639
>>"I... I do not want to kill you. Carver." (Help Carver)
>>Leave. He cannot give you orders anymore.
If he doesn't want help, we bail.

>>1811639
>Leave. He cannot give you orders anymore.

>>1811639
>Leave. He cannot give you orders anymore

Freedom of self starts here, no words, he wont get them, but its a start

>>1811639
>>Leave. He cannot give you orders anymore.

>>1811639
>Leave. He cannot give you orders anymore.

>>1811639
>>"I... I do not want to kill you. Carver." (Help Carver)

HAHAHAHAHHAHA, You fucked up, boy.

Free Will! Hey, can that be our name? Will.