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It is a short ride up to the recovery ward and the sting of antiseptic burns your nose. The reception desk had told you that he was conscious, stable and would be ready for physical therapy in a few days. You had to wonder at modern medicine, and when you finally arrived in his room you find that sure enough he’s chuckling at whatever they have on the T.V.; However when he finally sees you he perks up significantly.

“Hey sport!” Ben says with a wave, and you can’t help but smile knowing that sure enough he is still as positive as he had always been.

You don’t even speak, instead you promptly walk up and throw your arms around him. You had almost lost the man, and had you not stopped his fall…

Feeling his arms come around you there was only that sweet relief that it was not the case.

“I’m okay sport, I’m okay.” He insists as you take a seat beside him.

“I uh...heard you have a new hip.” You say after a few seconds of silence.

He nods “Some sorta super hip, and if what I’m hearing is true Aunt May will be very happy.” He replies and you immediately feel bile rise in your throat.

“Uncle!” You snap much to his amusement, though after a moment he sighs.

“I’m sorry.” He apologizes to your surprise.

“What? Why?!”

“Because I’ve been a hypocrite Alex. I’ve always pushed to stand up for yourself, and that I’d help train you to defend yourself from the bullies and yet sure enough I didn’t practice what I preached.” He replies

>How do you respond?
>A. “Maybe so, but you taught me something more important than that: To be a good person.”
>B. “You have no reason to be sorry, it’s whoever took you that needs to pay.”
>C. “It doesn’t matter. All that matters is that you’re okay.”
>D. Other
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>>2370096
>A and C
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>>2370096
>>B. “You have no reason to be sorry, it’s whoever took you that needs to pay.”
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>>2370100
This
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>>2370096
>>B. “You have no reason to be sorry, it’s whoever took you that needs to pay.”
>>D. Fill him in on everything.
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>>2370100
Supporting
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>>2370096
>A. “Maybe so, but you taught me something more important than that: To be a good person.”
>D. Besides after what happend that just shows that i REALLY need to learn how to defend myself and also you don't need to do everything by yourself you have me and aunt May to help you.
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>>2370096
>B. “You have no reason to be sorry, it’s whoever took you that needs to pay.”
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>A. “Maybe so, but you taught me something more important than that: To be a good person.”
>D. When you're healed, do you think I could take you up on some of those CQC lessons?
My granny got complications with brain tumors when she broke her hip and had to get it replaced, hope there's not a history of that in the Parker blood.
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>>2370096
>>2370128
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>>2370096
>A. “Maybe so, but you taught me something more important than that: To be a good person.”
>C. “It doesn’t matter. All that matters is that you’re okay.”
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>>2370096
>>C. “It doesn’t matter. All that matters is that you’re okay.”
>>D. Other
Fill him in
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I know a lot of Spider-man quests reveal stuff to Aunt and Uncle, but for a spin on things can we choose to carry that weight alone?
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>>2370096
>>C. “It doesn’t matter. All that matters is that you’re okay.”
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>>2370096
>a
>c
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>>2370141
May already knows tho
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>>2370148
Enough to go "WHAT THE F
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>>2370096
>>A. “Maybe so, but you taught me something more important than that: To be a good person.”
TIME FOR THE SPIDER-LANDER!!!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VEJ8lpCQbyw

But before that... are we really doing Uncle Ben Punisher?
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>>2370152
I don't know who you're talking about. Who is this "Punisher?" The only person I know is Capitol Punishment
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>>2370178
http://marvel.wikia.com/wiki/Frank_Castle_(Earth-616)
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>>2370189
It is a joke my dear annon I know exactly who Frank Castle is.
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>>2370189
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So there are three Spider-mans that people care about, Spider-man, Ultimate Spider-man, and Spider-WHOA MAN
That's one for Metropolis, Gotham, and Jump.
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>>2370192
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>>2370195
Can Spider-Gwen get the Web Weaver moniker, provided we don't have to destroy a totem?
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>>2370096

You give him a weak smile.

“Maybe you’re right.” You say “You wanted to help but I was always too scared to take the offer. I’m not athletic or strong like you and I didn’t think i’d be able to use anything you could teach me.” You continue, staring your Uncle in the eye.

“But you taught me something far more important than that; You taught me to be a good person, to stand up for people and do what I can to make the world a better place.” You conclude and for the first time you see the man almost tear up as he embraces you again.

You were tempted to tell him what had happened; That you were the one who had saved his life but you held yourself back. Aunt May already knew and if she had not told your Uncle then there was an unspoken fact: She didn’t want him knowing about it. You would have to talk to her about it later.

However this conversation did spark another idea.

“Speaking of...maybe we can do it when you’re back on your feet…that uh CQC training I mean.” You offer and you see him nod happily.

“You got is pal.” He answers.

>Roll me a D20.
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Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>2370277
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Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>2370277
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Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>2370277
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Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>2370277
Here I go

>>2370284
kek
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Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>2370277
Nat 1
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>>2370284
You beautiful bastard.
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>>2370284
https://youtu.be/38OrYAAYISk
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>>2370284
Taticool!
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>>2370277
>>2370284

You see something flash across his face and it gives you pause. You had never seen such an emotion cross his face and the closest thing you could make it out to be was determination. But why determination? He was in the hospital for a dangerous injury and so what could he be thinking about beyond just recovering and being back with his wife?

It was certainly strange.

“What’s bugging you?” You ask and that flash becomes a more slow burn and he answers.

“I’m...I’m frustrated sport. More frustrated than I’ve been in a long, long time. When I was about your age, back during the War...There was no Superman, no real heros that would be willing to step in. And I was there you know, spending restless nights in the jungle praying to God that some fuckin Viet-Cong Commie didn’t come up and slit my throat. It was awful, and some of the things I did were awful and I know when I go the Devil himself might very well be waiting for me.” He says, and that determination and drive is for a moment overshadowed by wearriness and exhaustion of a man who had served his country and was never truly thanked for it.

“But now? Now we’ve got heroes right? Men in capes who can fly through the sky and shoot lasers from their eyes. But you know what? That didn’t make the monsters go away; It only made the monsters scarier than ever. And yet when any of these monsters in human flesh get caught they walk free, they’re put in a box and we pray that they don’t get back out. But they do; They always do.” He continues and once again that determination and fury is there once more.

You honestly are stunned and it’s clear to both of you. You stunned by his declaration and him by his rattling of your very beliefs.

“I… I’m sorry sport. I think whatever painkillers they have me on are making me loopy.” He says weakly, whatever energy he had exhausted at this point. And so you bid him farewell, after all it was already nine o’clock by the time you had arrived and it was getting close to the end of visitation hours.

Stepping back into the dark of night, your head filled with your Uncles words you have to wonder: What did that make you?

>Well?
>A. You do not murder, that was not the answer
>B. He was right, in a way. There were some monsters that did not deserve what they got.
>C. You didn’t know, and right now, in this moment you couldn’t find out.
>D. Other.
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>>2370405
>B
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>>2370405
>A. You do not murder, that was not the answer
There might be monsters out there. Maybe even ones that deserve to die.

But we're not executioners.

I probably could go on about the moral debate of killing villains, but I'd rather not.

Also Ben's a Nam vet. Nice
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>>2370419
Well in the comics he was in the military. Given his age in the original time of the comics he would have been a WWII vet. But bumping it up to Vietnam is better for this story for a...few reasons.

like his old body Frank Castle, for example
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>>2370420
*Buddy.
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>>2370405
>B

But then again there is such things as magic and otherworld in DC. But our character doesn't have the full picture even if he was recruited into this game by a demon spider lady.
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>>2370405
>>B. He was right, in a way. There were some monsters that did not deserve what they got.
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>>2370423
Oh man, for a moment this >>2370420
Had me thinking that your version of Frank was dead and periodically posessing people to keep being Punisher.
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>>2370428
>implying that Frank Castle isn't just Uncle Ben alterated personality.
>implying that uncle isn't so traumatize by the war and the death of his buddy Frank Castle
>that to cope with his death and to survive Ben adopted Franks violent and badass behaviour to survive
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>>2370461
way to spoil the psychological twist
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>>2370461
Not quite.
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Any other voters out there or are we takin B here folks?
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>>2370405
>C. You didn’t know, and right now, in this moment you couldn’t find out.
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>>2370405
>>C. You didn’t know, and right now, in this moment you couldn’t find out.
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>>2370405
>B. He was right, in a way. There were some monsters that did not deserve what they got.
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>>2370405
>B
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>B. He was right, in a way. There were some monsters that did not deserve what they got.
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Looks like we have a moral dilemma on our hands.
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>>2370756
The freedom to kill, but the discipline not to exercise that freedom?
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>>2370405

It was a sour thought, a bitter pill. Not because it was something that caught you off guard but rather that there was the small, almost non-existent part of you that agreed with the man. Sure you had grown up watching interviews and footage of the Man-of-Steel in Metropolis, but for every photo and interview with the man of steel there were ten horror stories of destroyed families and ruined businesses. And yet what happened?

They were just shipped of to Arkham or Blackgate to no doubt escape again, and it would happen all over again and we’d be right back at square one. Even you knew that, as good as you are; After all even a day before the man who had taken your Uncle would have been dead by your hands for it if Raven hadn’t stopped you. So where did that leave you? Your stomach was still tight at the thought of killing, but you knew in your heart that you’d do it if you felt you needed to.

And that was a heavy thought you’d have to swallow....

>roll me a D20, Random Encounter Time.
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>>2370763
Except for extenuating circumstances, such as a Joker scenario
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Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>2370783
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Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>2370783
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Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>2370783
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>>2370817
Praise the dice gods
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>>2370821
careful anon, they are tricksters, to much praise may fuck us
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Also was the sword from the other spider his only power? He keepd saying things about smell and such i was thinking he had enhanced senses or something. But then again that might have being what we did against Robin in the dark rom.
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>>2370405
>B. He was right, in a way. There were some monsters that did not deserve what they got.
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>>2370825
considering we also had a weapon we were able to get out of the suit, i think we just defeated him before he showed us his true powers
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>>2370841
>>2370844
>literally replying to myself
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>>2370844
>>2370846
> i think we just defeated him before he showed us his true powers

Ops.
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>>2370783

You decide to just walk for now. You knew all too well you could just swing home along the rooftops but you never knew how often you’d be able to savor this feeling; The feeling of still being able to be a wallflower. Besides, it's a cool spring night with the hints of the coming summer on the wind.

And for a little while you let yourself be a kid again and for the first time in two or three days let the fact that you were A GOD DAMNED SUPERHERO sink in. You could Jump three stories, pick up an 18 wheeler and dodge bullets! And that wasn’t even including the sweet costume!

It was honestly the most amazing thing that could ever have happened to you, other than maybe getting a date or two.

As you continue to walk you watch the light above you become cast in shadow and you hear in the distance the unforgettable whine of an alarm. For a brief moment you panic and want to hide but you almost smack yourself in the forehead. You were just hollering in your head how awesome it was you were a superhero.

Sprinting into the alley in a flash Alexander White isn’t there and in his place is: THE SPECTACULAR SPIDER-MAN!

>Roll me a D100
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Rolled 27 (1d100)

>>2371116
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Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>2371116
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Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>2371116
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>>2371126
Well done
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Rolled 39 (1d100)

>>2371116
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>>2371116

Springing up onto the rooftops you see a certainly strange sight, a black and white figure. At first you think it’s just a trick of the light but sure enough it is a polished black leather suit, complete with white fur on the wrists and collar. There is another thing that you realize.

It is very, very distinctly Female.

Swinging into action you stay back, just enough to keep sight without hopefully getting spotted. If your previous encounters were anything to go by you could blend in, and it would be better to catch the perp once they were still than on the run; Element of surprise and all that.

>Roll me a D20
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Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>2371192
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
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Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>2371192
Spaghetti here I come!
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>>2371199
Not spaghetti, not yet.

NOW is the spaghetti Roll

>Roll Spaget.
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Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>2371201
Ejem... HERE I COME!
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Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>2371201
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>>2371201
WAIFU HERE WE CUM
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>>2371207
GOD DAMN!
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>>2371199
>>2371207
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>>2371199
>>2371207
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gpqmoBYkQfc
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>>2371207
>>2371199
Dice gods say yes. Looks like our path is chosen.
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>>2371199
“I didn’t know Catwoman had a franchise too, once Bats and Supes start their own, seems like every long john needs to have one.”
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>>2371192

It is a good five minutes of slow swinging and stalking but finally your prey stops and sits herself on an external vent on top of a building, rummaging in a small bag she had on her hip. It’s clear she thinks that her heist has gone without a hitch. You cannot help but smirk.

You had just the idea.

Crawling up the side of the building you hear your culprit giggling, no doubt elated at her haul of loot. Keeping up behind her you give a slight hum, causing the woman to shriek as you start to speak:

“Little Miss Robber snuck off with her plunder, thinking she had gotten away.” You taunt, flipping atop the building and quickly shooting a web at the bag and pinning it to the roof.

“But along came a Spider-Man who crept up behind her and made sure she didn’t get away.” You finish, slowly making your way closer.

“S-Spider-Man!” She yelps in surprise, a series of claws popping out of her gloves.

“Relax, relax! I’m the ‘Friendly Neighborhood’ Spider-Man, not the ‘Dark Knight’ Spider-Man.” You say, leaning up against the A/C unit.

“So...why not be a friend then? Let little old me go with the loot, that’d be real neighborly right?” She asks, walking towards you, hips slowly swaying and each step accentuating the slight...bounce of her bust.

It is certainly something to stare at, however you shake your head.

“I’m afraid I can’t do that. The only ways you’re leaving this is either all webbed up or without what you stole.”

>Roll me a D20, first one takes it.
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Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>2371367
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Now then, let's see her resolve.

>Roll me a 20, first takes it.
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Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>2371378
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Roll me a 1d100-10
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>>2371379
......
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Rolled 68 - 10 (1d100 - 10)

>>2371389
;-;
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Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>2371379
Welp, the dice gods turned against us as expected...
>>2371389
Spectacular Spider Jobber!
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Rolled 69 - 10 (1d100 - 10)

>>2371389
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Rolled 100 - 10 (1d100 - 10)

>>2371389
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>>2371397
>>2371395
>>2371394
>>2371393
someone sacrificed something
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Rolled 70 - 10 (1d100 - 10)

>>2371389
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>>2371397
Dice gods...you okay? You doin alright there or are you just fucking with them?
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>>2371403
The appropriate sacrifices have been made! ALL HAIL THE DICE GODS!
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>>2371407
So, actually I have a question. I haven't seen your tag around these parts before. You a passer by or an old fan? Just curious. Always nice to see new folks.
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>>2371399
Hopefully not a Leopardon action figure.

Or a LEGO Death Star.
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>>2371410
Haven't been able to catch the quest live, but I'm caught up on the archives. I'm actually slacking off here between posts for my own Quest.

Not to shill, but its MAR Quest if your interested. I'm somewhere on page 4 now. Speaking of I should actually get to writing the next post
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>>2371419
If my visions from the sage are correct, it was a firstborn child, somewhere in the world
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>>2371420
Well, all the same Welcome;Glad to have caught another QM's Fancy!
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Roll me a D20. I just had an idea for something. There's a particular number i'm thinking of and if you get it well...consider it a potential interesting event.
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Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>2371433
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Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>2371433
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Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>2371433
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Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>2371433
13133131313
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Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>2371433
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>>2371425
Or another universe.

Speaking of which, could you imagine what if capes were around in Nam? The US could have won it like in two months.
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Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>2371433
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Hmmm....two of you are close...so so so so tantalizingly close.
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Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>2371433
Well shit.
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dice+1d20
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>>2371467
SO

FUCKING

CLOSE
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>>2371467
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Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>2371433
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>>2371470
In the options field my dude.
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>>2371472
So we needed an 11
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>>2371483
Other way

Unlucky 13
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Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>2371470
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Hmmm you have 9 rolls and so you know what, i'll be kind. Let the Dice gods maybe keep favoring you: You get Four More Rolls.

No more, No less.
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>>2371491
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Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>2371499
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Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>2371499
K then.
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Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>2371499
13
13
13
13
BY THE SAGE PLEASE
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Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>2371499
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oh well, closing the rolls here.

You have missed this special event. However the crit still stands, writing.
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>>2371518
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oY5hYh6Yoqw
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>>2371512
>>2371511
>>2371467
>>2371452
>>2371442
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Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>2371433
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>>2371543
Why am I always so slow....
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>>2371543
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uKWcIaJtS6Q
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>>2371543
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sOzM4ClFG1o&t=7910s
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>>2371543
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=upkYQqbrjSc
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Rolled 2 (1d6)

>>2371543
*Sigh* Do i have to be benevolent?

Dice gods, you decide.

1-3: Weaver must take it
4-6: Let them deal with their fate.
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>>2371559
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The Dice Gods have Spoken:

Rewriting.

EVENT UNLOCKED: CAT'S OUT OF THE BAG.
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>>2371559
Praise the dice Gods!
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>>2371559
Truly you are kind beyond reason Weaver.
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>>2371567
You guys who have known me for awhile know: I'm a hardass, but with special shit i'm a big softy. I just enjoy telling a good story.
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>>2371571
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>>2371367

Your instincts work as fast as always, and you catch the slap that goes for your head. Even with your lack of combat training you could tell her blow was weak, more about looking dangerous than being effective. Ducking beneath the other you let go of her hands, using the opportunity to web her hands together. Grabbing the now bundled up hands you puller her off balance, using your superior strength to overpower whatever she might try and do.

“I did give you an option you know, to just leave it and go.” You remind her, ruffling her mane of white hair and taking advantage of your wall crawling to ensure she doesn’t get away.

“And what kinda hero does that huh? You were just trying to get me to drop my guard!” She insists.

If only she knew.

“Nope, I meant it, and I still do.” You promise “If you go now I won’t turn you in, so long as you don’t go back to crime.” You insist.

“Fine, fine, now get off of me!” She yelps and you do, however you’re also quick to grab one more thing.

Her mask; And before you can even stop yourself you voice your shock.

“F-Felicia?!”

You see her bright green eyes widen in shock as she hears this and confirms that sure enough this is none other than Felicia Hardy, the Daughter of your Home-ec teacher. Her usually golden blonde hair dyed pure white you hadn’t even realized it, but with her domino mask off there was no mistaking her emerald eyes.

After all you had been on the receiving end of her glares when you didn’t do her homework along with Flash’s.

“H-how do you know me?” She asks back with equal shock, scurrying back towards the edge of the building.

>What do you do?
>A. Reassure her that you’re a friend and you aren’t going to hurt her
>B. Tell her it doesn’t matter, just ask why she wants jewelry of all things
>C. Something Drastic..Something you’ll probably regret.
>D. Other.

>Looks like the Cat is out of the bag, Dear Readers
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>>2371653
>C. Something Drastic..Something you’ll probably regret.

YESYESYES
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>>2371653
>>B. Tell her it doesn’t matter, just ask why she wants jewelry of all things
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>>2371653
>D. Other

"Ah, but that'd be telling. Gotta keep up the mysterious guy routine somehow. Stay safe, kitty cat!" Then G the FO
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>>2371653
>C. Something Drastic..Something you’ll probably regret.
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>>2371653
>>C. Something Drastic..Something you’ll probably regret.
Is this a mystery box? It kinda feels like it.
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>>2371653
>A. Reassure her that you’re a friend and you aren’t going to hurt her
>C. Something Drastic..Something you’ll probably regret.
>C. Something Drastic..Something you’ll probably regret.
>C. Something Drastic..Something you’ll probably regret.
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>>2371653
>>C. Something Drastic..Something you’ll probably regret.
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>>2371653
>C. Something Drastic..Something you’ll probably regret.
"Uh, I, uh, fucked your mum"
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My sides.
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>>2371653
>A. Reassure her that you’re a friend and you aren’t going to hurt her
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>>2371653
>In the distance Robin is having flashbacks to when he lived in gotham
"Not again"
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>>2371653

You realize there is only one thing you can really do in this scenario that might calm her down. At the same time though you knew that no good could come out of it, as far as you could see in the future. But right now she was terrified and afraid and was probably thinking there were far worse things in her foreseeable future.

And so you release your te’mak, immediately feeling uncomfortable without your suit on.

“Uh...H-hi Felicia…” You mumble, your face contorting into what you could only assume was the kind of smile you’d give to someone who had just given you a take out bag full of dog shit.

“Tighty Whitey? No way...YOU’RE Spider-Man?!” She asks, halting her scuttle back in no doubt surprise.

“Yeah it’s...it’s uh...it’s me.” You confirm, already feeling yourself hunch over in a pointless attempt to hide away from the girl.

“So that’s how you ended up beating Flash!” She realizes, pointing, or at least attempting to with her webbed up hands.

You blush.

“I uh..only got them that morning so….I don’t even know how.” You half lie and she laughs.

“I guess we’re even then huh? I don’t rat on you and you don’t ship me off to prison?” She asks, and while she seems relieved you can tell that it is less out of genuine calm it is more out of the absurdity of the whole situation.

>Well.
>A. Before I agree...why are you stealing things?
>B. I guess...but can I get your word?
>C. No...I need a stronger confirmation.
>D. Other.
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>>2371858
>B. I guess...but can I get your word?
>A. Before I agree...why are you stealing things?
this order
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>>2371858
>>A. Before I agree...why are you stealing things?
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>>2371858
>D put back on your mask.
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>>2371858
>>B. I guess...but can I get your word?
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>>2371858
>A. Before I agree...why are you stealing things?
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>>2371858

>A. Before I agree...why are you stealing things?
>B. I guess...but can I get your word?
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>>2371858
>D So what's with the Cat woman thing, some sort of franchise deal?
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>>2371858
>A and B
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>>2371876
>>2371867
these two
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>>2371858
>>B. I guess...but can I get your word?
>>A. Before I agree...why are you stealing things?
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Rolled 2 (1d6)

Dice gods, I need your answer:

1-3 Yes
4-6 no
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>>2373158
The dice gods have spoken!
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>>2371858

You mull it over, though you quickly decide to call back your costume and almost immediately feel the reassurance of being hidden behind it. Straightening out you walk over to the still fallen over Felicia and help her to her feet.

“I can accept that but can you answer this: Why? I know your mom and you’re certainly not scrounging for change.” You ask, doing what you can to remove the webbing and free her.

For a moment Felicia is quiet, no doubt mulling it over. It was certainly surprising since she never seemed to be one to have long stretches of contemplative thought. Though she finally does answer, and it is a shocking one.

“I guess...it’s a similar thing to you, White. A few weeks ago I woke up and was just normal ole me, but then things started happening. I felt faster, more flexible, stronger, better eyesight; But it was the last thing that was truly crazy. It started when I got angry at Flash for some stupid shit and was just giving some glare and the next thing you know he slips right on his ass.” She starts, chuckling at the thought of it.

“At first I thought it was some karma swinging in my favor but that wasn’t it. Whenever i’d get angry at someone or give them the bad I their luck would sour; Even random strangers! I’d be blurred out in photos and all sorts of stuff.” She continues and while you might have thought she was crazy a few days ago, you could shoot sticky white stuff from your wrists and dodge bullets.

“And...the crime?” You push and you see her blush slightly, no doubt embarrassed at her rambling.

“Well...that’s a bit more grounded at least. See the reason my mom is single is Dad used to be a huge cat burglar and when I was little he got busted. He always pushed for me to do the best I could and I guess with my powers I thought...maybe I could get the money to bail my dad out, even if it meant I’d be going down the same path he did.” She finishes and for a moment you’re taken aback.

You hadn’t expected that, at least not the way it was.

“You have your answers so, are we good?” She asks quietly.

>Are we?
>A. Yeah, I guess we are.
>B. Why not try and be a hero?
>C. We’re good, just don’t think I’ll let you off this easy next time ‘Black Cat’
>D. Other.
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>>2373328
>B
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>>2373328
>>A. Yeah, I guess we are.
>>B. Why not try and be a hero?
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>>2373328
>B. Why not try and be a hero?

Regardless, though

>C. We’re good, just don’t think I’ll let you off this easy next time ‘Black Cat’
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>>2373328
>B. Why not try and be a hero?
"i could help you try and get the money, i can tell you have the family at heart. I understand your father wasn't a hero, but you have the makings to be a grest one, even if it's for the money"
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>>2373328
>>B. Why not try and be a hero?
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>>2373328
>>B. Why not try and be a hero?
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Roll me a D20-5, let's see if you can convince the Black Cat. The First three rolls will be counted.
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Rolled 2 - 5 (1d20 - 5)

>>2373374
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Rolled 17 - 5 (1d20 - 5)

>>2373374
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Rolled 13 - 5 (1d20 - 5)

>>2373374
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>>2373382
Does this count as a critfail or not?
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>>2373404
It is not a Nat 1, so no.
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Rolled 3 (1d3)

Well Dice gods, what do you think?
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>>2373409
So, yay or nay?
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>>2373328

You nod.

“We’re square.” You say, and she gives you a smile. It was probably the first time she had genuinely shown you happiness since you had met the girl.

She starts to walk towards the edge, no doubt too go...wherever she was planning; But as you watch her walk off you speak up, you don’t even know where it comes from.

“There are other ways you know; Other than just being a thief I mean.”

She turns back to you, and gives you a chuckle.

“Not if I want to get him out before he’s old and grey.” She insists, stradling the ledge before pausing.

“Oh yeah, one last thing. Most the Cheerleading Squad thinks Spider-Man’s cute.” She says with a wink before falling off and vanishing into the dark.

What a weird day.

Grabbing the bag you web it shut before making your way back towards where you had heard the alarms. Thankfully in the time you had been chasing down Black Cat the police had arrived and were already on the scene. Swinging down on a web you come to a quick stop ahead of the police barricade and tape.

>how do you go about this?
>A. Just call one up and show them you got the jewels back
>B. Leave them on one of the police cruisers with a note
>C. Other?
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>>2373737
>A. Just call one up and show them you got the jewels back
We're an honorary Titan, we should be in good terms with the cops
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>>2373737
>>A. Just call one up and show them you got the jewels back
What could POSSIBLY go wrong?
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>>2373737
>A. Just call one up and show them you got the jewels back
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>>2373737
>A
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>>2373737
>C. Phantom Thievery, hospital bills and schooling don't come cheap!
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>>2373737
>>B. Leave them on one of the police cruisers with a note
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I really wanna play as a Phantom Thief though.
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>>2373737
>B. Leave them on one of the police cruisers with a note
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>>2373737
>>A. Just call one up and show them you got the jewels back
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>>2373765
You might be able to have us do that later down the line, but right now it seems we are going the Neutral Good route.
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>>2373779
Can we phantom thief evil agencies and Co-Presidents Osborn and Luthor?
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>>2373737
>Leave them on one of the police cruisers with a note
We're still new at this, the police could easily not know who we are and assume we stole the goods.
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>>2373737
>B. Leave them on one of the police cruisers with a note
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Why was the Green Goblin fighting Spider-man in that movie after he got rid of the board of directors?
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>>2373827
Shit yeah, I honestly don't remember.
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>>2373737
>A. Just call one up and show them you got the jewels back
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>>2373842
Maybe Gobby was just OUT OF HIS MIND!
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>>2373737

“Um hey..officer? Excuse me officer!?” You call out only for one of the officers. At first it’s evident they weren’t expecting a cape to show up, let alone with the very thing they were looking for.

“You’re that uh...Spider-Kid right?” The officer in question asks.

“Spider-Man actually but yeah that's me alright! I got a present.” You insist, tossing the bag towards him.

“You got the perp already kid? Wow not bad.” He praises, giving you a nod.

“I just got lucky is all.” You insist, scratching the back of your head.

The back and forth goes on, however you insist that you do have to go. It was crawling close to midnight and you still had to deal with the inevitable wrath of your Aunt May.

>How do you want to go about it?
>A. Insist you hadn’t been home, maybe she was just seeing things
>B. Admit it happened but make up a lie: You were at some cosplay convention and the Titans saved you
>C. Don’t insult the woman, just admit that what she saw was the truth
>D. Other.
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>>2374087
>C
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>>2374087
>A. Insist you hadn’t been home, maybe she was just seeing things
"you need to stop hitting the shrooms"
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>>2374087
>>B. Admit it happened but make up a lie: You were at some cosplay convention and the Titans saved you
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>>2374087
>>C. Don’t insult the woman, just admit that what she saw was the truth
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>>2374087
>B. Admit it happened but make up a lie: You were at some cosplay convention and the Titans saved you
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>>2374087
>B. Admit it happened but make up a lie: You were at some cosplay convention and the Titans saved you
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>>2374087
>>C. Don’t insult the woman, just admit that what she saw was the truth
If this Aunt May is anything like the Marvel May, she'll see right through us.
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>>2374087
>C
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>>2374087
>>B. Admit it happened but make up a lie: You were at some cosplay convention and the Titans saved you
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>>2374087
>C. Don’t insult the woman, just admit that what she saw was the truth
We've already fucked up having a secret identity, it's not like we could make it worse
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We were cosplaying as spider ham.
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>>2374087
>>C. Don’t insult the woman, just admit that what she saw was the truth
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>>2374129
Damn, now I really want some ham
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>>2374129
This
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>>2374087
>C. Don’t insult the woman, just admit that what she saw was the truth
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>>2374087
>>B. Admit it happened but make up a lie: You were at some cosplay convention and the Titans saved you
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>>2374087
>C. Don’t insult the woman, just admit that what she saw was the truth
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Looks like we're telling Aunt May the Truth.
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>>2374087
>>C. Don’t insult the woman, just admit that what she saw was the truth
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>>2374087

Coming to a stop outside your window you slide it open and are about to shimmy in when the light switch flicks on and you hear your Aunt.

“Come in Alex.”

She did not sound happy, and after everything you didn’t blame her.

Sliding in you see her sitting on your bed, her face tight with an unknown expression. Calling your costume off you give a weak smile when she stands and you feel your smile drop.

“You have a lot of nerve you know Alexander James White. First you show up with a newfangled friend who can use magic in some crazy costume. Then some madman calls and informs me he’s kidnapped my husband and wants you in exchange for his life. And now my husband is in the hospital with a brand new hip and people are calling you ‘Spider-Man’ and raving about you being the newest hero on the block.” She chastises, prodding you gently in the chest with one of her lithe fingers.

“I...I know, I didn’t mean for any of this to happen! I don’t even know how-”

You’re cut off as your Aunt May throws her arms around you, shaking slightly in restrained sobs.

“It doesn’t matter how, I’m just glad that you and your Uncle are okay.” She insists, and you can feel the light stain of tears against your shirt.

You hold her for awhile as she slowly calms down, and explain what you felt you could: That woke up with these powers and that you were forced into a fight you didn’t want to be in. That you met the Titans, and you were a honorary member. All of it.

By the time you’re done she’s once again sat on your bed, wiping the vestiges of a her tears away with a chuckle.

“You’re so much like your father, you know that? Always getting into trouble and making us worry.” She says before getting to her feet.

“Did you tell Ben..?” You ask quietly after a moment, unsure of what he might think of you if he knew.

She shakes her head. “This is your mantle, your responsibility.” She answers before closing the door behind you.

>Anything you do before bed?
>A. No just turn in for the night
>B. (Write-In)
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>>2374691
>>A. No just turn in for the night
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>>2374691
>B. (Write-In)
cook a dinner
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>>2374691
>>A. No just turn in for the night
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>>2374691
>A. No just turn in for the night
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>>2374691
>A. No just turn in for the night
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So pardon the lack of posts I’m out for dinner at the moment, so I’m the meantime how are we doing? Enjoying the quest? Things you’d like to see. Shoot the shit and all that?
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>>2375620
more black cat hopefully
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>>2375620
I'm catching up, having just got off of work.
But I like what I'm seeing.
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>>2375620
I'm liking it, the integration in the universe is awesome, I REALLY want to see Punisher!Uncle Ben.
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>>2375659
I mean, I have plans
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>>2375620
I'm liking black cat, wonder if we can get closer to her mom somehow, though...
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>>2375677
I mean, ask anyone who’s a veteran of my quests: there are no rails. If you want to do something you can certainly try.
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>>2375677
lets get close to Felicia instead, i feel weird as a spaghetti dropping high-schooler hitting on a teacher and someone twice our age
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>>2375843
True enough.
Seems like an idea.
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>>2375843
Also Felicia is the best of the Canon spiderman waifus.
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>>2375912
both of you, we will become best of friends
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>>2374691

Finally in the comfort of your own room you drop your costume for the last time and the exhaustion catches up to you almost immediately. It is welcome though as you park yourself on your bed, setting aside your new Titan’s Communicator and quickly throw Raven’s number in your phone. Flopping back onto the bed you close your eyes and just take a breath, listening to the sound of traffic and commotion outside you find yourself grounded.

No matter who you were in your costume, you would still be Alexander White.

Sleep comes easy for you and soon enough you find yourself drifting through the nebulous realm of dreams. There was little you would recall that coming morning, but your dreams would be plagued by:

>A. The Things that Are, That Can be.
>B. The Things that Were, That are Now.
>C. The Things to Come, That May pass.
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>>2377406
>>A. The Things that Are, That Can be.
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>>2377406
>A
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>>2377406
>The Things that Are, That Can be.
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>>2377406
>B. The Things that Were, That are Now.
>C. The Things to Come, That May pass.
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>>2377406

You saw the coming summer, the time you’d have free and the experiences you’d have; Both as a hero and a teenager. And yet for all of it there was one thing that you saw that had terrified you so much so that even now a week later and long after it had faded away. Even now as you working on a physics assignment two weeks later it was there at the back of your mind.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1fFTATFiMkU

That is until the beeping tune of your communicator went of.

Leaping up onto your ceiling you move aside your framed Grey Ghost poster and pull the communicator free from the small recess you had made in the wall.

“Spidey here, what’s up?” You ask.

“There’s trouble, there’s a breakout in progress at the Jump Correctional.” Robin replies and you’re already in costume and sliding the window open.

“On my Way.” You return before hanging up.

You’re about to head out the window when you call back “Aunt May! The Club called I’ll be back later!”

It had become a bit of an unspoken promise between the two of you, that you’d inform her that you were out in costume and in return she’d help to keep your alibi. Swinging along you see the smoke rising in the distance as well as well as the sirens of no doubt every squad car in the city. You happen to just be lucky enough to catch one as you’re on your way and hitch a ride, surfing along the rooftop as you’re sped along to your destination.

By the time you arrive there is a massive wall of squad cars and officers stopping what prisoners were foolish enough to run out to face them. Hopping off the car you have no idea where exactly the rest of the team is but given the flashes of pink and green you have a pretty good idea and so:

>A. Web up whatever criminals you come across as you move in, it’ll take longer but save the police some trouble
>B. Just avoid fighting as much as you can and get to the rest of the Titans
>C. Other (Write-in)
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>>2377597
>A
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>>2377597
>A. Web up whatever criminals you come across as you move in, it’ll take longer but save the police some trouble
We can use good PR.

Speaking of PR. Is JJ in this quest?
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>>2377597
>Other: Call Robin and ask if the Titans need assistance, if they don't go for every criminal, if they do skip the smallfry.
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>>2377597
>Grey Ghost poster
Am I right assuming this a reference to Sleepy's Metahuman quest?
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>>2377738
More like a Batman:TAS reference.
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>>2377597
>>A. Web up whatever criminals you come across as you move in, it’ll take longer but save the police some trouble
>>
Roll me a 1D100-20
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Rolled 49 - 20 (1d100 - 20)

>>2377838
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>>2377597
>A. Web up whatever criminals you come across as you move in, it’ll take longer but save the police some trouble
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Rolled 49 - 20 (1d100 - 20)

>>2377838
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Rolled 39 (1d100)

>>2377838
Rolling for Acid.
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Rolled 14 - 20 (1d100 - 20)

>>2377838
Prithee, Gods of the Dice, bless our rolls!
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Rolled 41 - 20 (1d100 - 20)

>>2377838
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Rolled 58 - 20 (1d100 - 20)

>>2377838
These rolls have been awful, my god
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Rolled 72 - 20 (1d100 - 20)

>>2377838
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Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>2377838
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Rolled 96 - 20 (1d100 - 20)

>>2377838
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>>2378009
Well done Brit
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>>2377597

With how many convicts there are out there the cops would only be able to end it in a bloodbath, or that would have been the case if you weren’t there. Springing into action you sprint for the growing group of prisoners, effortlessly bobbing and weaving around the thrown bricks and rubble at you while returning the favor with strands and bursting balls of webbing. A few are caught up and squirming and sticking to others, but by the time you enter the brawl there are still fifteen standing with all sorts of impromptu weapons.

Time to go to work.

>Roll 1d100+5
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Rolled 12 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>2378111
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Rolled 55 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>2378111
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Rolled 31 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>2378111
Rolling
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Rolled 81 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>2378111
Praise the sage, guide my dice!
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Rolled 3 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>2378111
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>>2378121
Looks like we're going to kick ass and take names.
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Rolled 60 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>2378111
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Rolled 19 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>2378111
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Rolled 6 (1d15)

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>>2378265
Random rolls from the GM make me nervous.
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>>2378111

Bending beneath a broken off lead pipe you handspring into one of the thugs behind you, knocking him flat on his back as you fire a spray of webs at your initial attacker. With two down you have no time to rest as another duo come in from both sides and forcing you to grab their hands and slam them into one another before webbing them to the ground. It was still a rush that you could take on so many people with ease, and you decide to make your opponents privy of it.

“I can do this all day fellas, just save yourselves the time in the infirmary.” You insist, chuckling as you spring onto your hands, kicking away a pair of rebar clubs before flipping up to face them.

They had clearly not expected the blow, as given your costumes appearance no one would be stupid enough to kick steel but you were no normal person. Now back on your feet you grab the closest of the rebar weidling cretins before flipping over him, using the bar to knock him flat on his back before throwing it has his companion.

Six down, nine to go.

Roll me a 1d100+11
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Rolled 13 + 11 (1d100 + 11)

>>2378347

>>2378337
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Rolled 93 + 11 (1d100 + 11)

>>2378347
FAILURE
AIN'T
AN
OPTION
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Rolled 61 + 11 (1d100 + 11)

>>2378347
What'cha gon do
When Spidey-Mania
Runs wild on you!
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Rolled 43 + 11 (1d100 + 11)

>>2378347
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>>2378361
114...hmm

Roll a D20+5 Ashura.
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Rolled 4 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2378372
Sage guide my dice
>>
When do we get to be spiderman noir?
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Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>2378387
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Rolled 6 (1d9)

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>>2378426
Why would we want that?
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>>2378495
>>
spider-man noir uses guns as far as i can tell from images
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>>2378347

Undaunted by your display the rest charge all at once, no doubt having learned from the mistakes of the movies. In small numbers they had been manageable but now it was just an all out brawl. Ducking beneath a haymaker you grab the man by the wrist and an idea comes to mind. Putting your strength into it you lift the man with ease and use him as a makeshift bat, knocking another three to the ground before you let him go.

That put a whole new spin on ‘beating a motherfucker with another motherfucker’.

Webbing up the four of them the remaining five look stunned but only for a moment. Giving you just enough time to web two of them and sling them towards you. Leaning down you extend your arms and catch both of them in a double clothesline; And you can’t help but feel powerful.

“Look, admit it. You guys aren’t metahumans, Just put your hands up before I have to break bones.” You warn

>Roll me a D20+10
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>>2378597
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Rolled 5 + 10 (1d20 + 10)

>>2378597
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Rolled 4 + 10 (1d20 + 10)

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Rolled 18 + 10 (1d20 + 10)

>>2378597
Praying to the sage
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Rolled 1 + 10 (1d20 + 10)

>>2378605
Aaaand I have spectacularly failed in making the dice work. Sorry about that!
This should work.
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Rolled 3 + 10 (1d20 + 10)

>>2378597
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Rolled 1 (1d3)

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>>2378614
>Mfw one of them is a metahuman
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>>2378614
...I know shame.

>>2378623
I'm starting to think that supporting >>2377665
would have been smart. The Titans are probably wondering what is keeping us.
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Rolled 10 + 10 (1d20 + 10)

>>2378597
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Roll me a straight D100
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Rolled 26 (1d100)

>>2378652
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Rolled 4 (1d100)

>>2378652
AHHHHHHHHH
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Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>2378652
Webded
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Rolled 78 + 20 (1d100 + 20)

>>2378662
heheheheh

heheheheheheheheheheheheheheheh


HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH

OH I WASN'T EXPECTING THIS BUT I AM NOT COMPLAINING
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>>2378674
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Rolled 76 (1d100)

>>2378652
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>>2378723
One job Vep, one job.
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Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>2378652
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>>2378597

You are about to move forward when your ‘spider-sense’ as you had nicknamed it goes off stronger than it ever had before. You don’t even see what it is but before you can act you are slammed into by something black and red, red like blood. Flying back and impacting into the police cruiser behind you.

Finally craning your head up you see something that you were dreading to see.

The blood red and black...slime starts to climb up one of the individuals you had been mouthing off to, all the while said individual cackling like a madman. Getting to your feet you watch in horror as the gelatinous mass starts to form a suit around his body, a pair of spikes shooting from the forearms and impaling the remaining two prisoners. And when it finally stops moving you are horrified to see that it isn’t just some slime.

It’s a Te’mak; And the person inside it a Totem Wielder.

You sprint forward, your body moving before your mind as you try to stop the individual. It was evident they were willing to kill without hesitation and there were a lot of people in the crossfire. However twenty feet away from the madman he lashes an arm forward, and you are knocked back again, his costume having expanded out like a bladed whip.

Fuck that hurt!

>Roll me a 1d100+10
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Rolled 13 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2378765
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Rolled 75 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2378765
OH NO
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Rolled 70 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2378765
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Rolled 36 (1d100)

>>2378765
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Rolled 59 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2378765
Were gonna get smacked like a bitch
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Rolled 38 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

Oh no its Carnage
.>>2378765
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Rolled 79 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2378771
Well done.

Now to see how Our good friend Carnage does.
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Well then....just close but close enough it seems.
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would it be a good idea to call Raven? help make sure we don't kill this dude like last time?
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>>2378826
we might need her to stop him from killing us atm
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>>2378826
It'll probably be less calling her for help as much as screaming in a panic into the communicator and hoping someone can save us.

Alternately, Black Cat can comes save the day. I'd be into that.
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>>2378765

Running a hand along your torso you see that sure enough there is blood; This wasn’t good.

It was obvious he was better at range, given he could lash out with his suit the way he did and all. The problem was getting close. Closing the distance you fire a series of web balls and strands at the man only to see him shred them with his whip-like tendrils. It is just enough however to get in close and you go to break the man’s jaw when your spider-sense explodes into action and you flip away as his suit erupts into spikes.

What the hell was this dudes Totem?!

Crouching down you assess the situation and decide:

>A. Get Raven on the horn, you needed not just her mystic expertise, but Ranged Support
>B. Don’t they’re still in combat and you can at least hold this guy off for now.
>C. Try and reason the guy down, the last thing you needed was this turning into a bloodbath.
>D. Other.
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>>2378858
>>A. Get Raven on the horn, you needed not just her mystic expertise, but Ranged Support
HELLLLLLP!!!!
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>>2378858
>B. Don’t they’re still in combat and you can at least hold this guy off for now.
I feel like they have their own problems right now
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>>2378858
>A. Get Raven on the horn, you needed not just her mystic expertise, but Ranged Support
helphelphelphelphelphelphelp
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>>2378858
>A. Get Raven on the horn, you needed not just her mystic expertise, but Ranged Support
if they're still busy let her know to take her time, we might be able to hold out. maybe. please hurry I don't wanna die
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Roll me a D20 First three will be taken.
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Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>2378910
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Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>2378910
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Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>2378910
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>>2378913
Alright then.

writin.
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>>2378858

Reaching your hip you pull your communicator out and bring it to your ear.

“Raven we’ve got trouble.” You call out, watching as the police open fire on the Te’Mak clad individual who simply laughs, bullets rippling along his costume.

“Yes, we’ve been dealing with it since we got here.” She replies, the sound of explosions and the unmistakable sound of Gizmo’s voice.

“Not that problem, one of the prisoners has a totem!” You explain, rolling out of the way as the bullets that had impacted him bounce out and splay out along the police barricade of cars.

There is a moment of silence before she gets back to you. “Hold off as long as you can and whatever you do don’t use your blade.” Before ending the call.

Shit.

At least she had warned you about your weapon and...whatever it would do. However now the plan was simply stalling or forcing the totem away.

>What is your plan?
>A. Stall him if you can, even if it is putting the cops in danger.
>B. Try and lure him away if you can. Better to fight and lose him than fight him here and risk lives
>C. No, you’re beating him here and now, screw the warning.
>D. Other.
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>>2379073
>B. Try and lure him away if you can. Better to fight and lose him than fight him here and risk lives
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>>2379073
>B. Try and lure him away if you can. Better to fight and lose him than fight him here and risk lives
Be the bait; do the song and dance.
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>>2379073
>>B. Try and lure him away if you can. Better to fight and lose him than fight him here and risk lives
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>>2379073
>B. Try and lure him away if you can. Better to fight and lose him than fight him here and risk lives
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>>2379073
>B. Try and lure him away if you can. Better to fight and lose him than fight him here and risk lives
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Roll me a 1d100+10
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Rolled 83 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2379221
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Rolled 80 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2379221
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>>2378545
Ow the edge.
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Rolled 31 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2379221
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>>2379222
Time to start a runnin!
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>>2379073

Shooting a pair of web-lines behind you you feel them go taught after connecting to the squad car behind you. Sprinting forward you pull the car behind you before Leaping high, flipping and using the car as an impromptu mace. Unfortunately your opponent slices it in half before impact however it doesn’t stop you, and you come to a halt behind the man the two halves skid to a halt either side of him.

“Hey Red! You forgot something!” You call out, getting his attention.

When he turns to respond you drag the halves towards him, the sparking metal igniting the gasoline that had splashed over his body and sending him into a writhing, screaming mess. It wouldn’t kill him you knew, and so you decided to take the distraction as a godsend.

“You seem a bit hot maybe you could use a run!” You mock as you leap off into the woods, and sure enough you hear him come after, still growling and screaming from the flames.

Looks like he at least took the bait, the only question was how do you keep it up?

>A. Use your suits camouflage to your advantage and hide, taunt him.
>B. Just keep running, ambush him when you can.
>C. You’re alone now, it’s time to go full out if you can
>D. Other.
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>>2379319
>A. Use your suits camouflage to your advantage and hide, taunt him.
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>>2379319
>A. Use your suits camouflage to your advantage and hide, taunt him.
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>>2379319
>>C. You’re alone now, it’s time to go full out if you can
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>>2379319
>C. You’re alone now, it’s time to go full out if you can
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>>2379319
>A. Use your suits camouflage to your advantage and hide, taunt him.
Our camouflage is supposed to be the best of the totems isn't it? Let's put it to good use
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>>2379319
>>A. Use your suits camouflage to your advantage and hide, taunt him.
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>>2379504
Subjectively, the others are all lit as fuck
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>>2379319
>B. Just keep running, ambush him when you can.
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>>2379319
>A. Use your suits camouflage to your advantage and hide, taunt him.
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>>2379319
>>A. Use your suits camouflage to your advantage and hide, taunt him.

Is pic related the guy we’re fighting?
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>>2379319
I would prefer
>A
Also, ambush.
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Alright kiddo’s, Roll me a d100+20
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Rolled 35 + 20 (1d100 + 20)

>>2380616
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Rolled 95 + 20 (1d100 + 20)

>>2380616
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>>2380629
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Rolled 48 (1d100)

>>2380629
Like a damn ghost
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>>2380629
Now, where's that Staples button?
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Rolled 74 (1d100)

>>2380616
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>>2379319

Swinging and flipping through the woods before sticking to one of the trees and reach out to your te’mak. It had taken you some time to figure out just how it worked after your fight with Robin but your suit could camouflage and in this fight you were more than thankful for it. Hearing the other totem skittering around it takes another minute for you to get sight of him again, though this also gives you pause.

He wasn’t just running away like you would have thought he would given he was now free to go where he wanted in the wild and escape prison. Rather he was now prowling the woods, trying to hunt you down and a terrifying thought ran down your spine. Was he hunting you because of your totem?

Or was he hunting you simply because he wanted to kill you?

“What’s the matter Red? Not used to your suit?” You tease, ducking out of the way as he sends a lash of his suit towards you however its clear he has no idea exactly where you were; As even without ducking he would have missed you by a few feet. That however doesn’t stop you from having to jump to another tree as the trunk starts to come down on your head.

“What? Did you forget how to use your mouth or are you just not the talkative type?” You call out, jumping away again as he slashes down another tree.

While you certainly weren’t against becoming a lumberjack this was a problem.

>How are you going to handle it? (Write-in)
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>>2380908
Shot webs between the trees to create a gradually thickening super web.
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>>2380908
>Start linking all the falling trees together and set a trap for red,slashy and stabby.
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>>2380908
>Start linking all the falling trees together and set a trap for red,slashy and stabby.
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I'm a lumberjack and I'm okay!
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>>2380908
Physics 101
Set up some lines to catapult a couple trees at him if he insists on mindlessly smashing things.
Sure it's a little Home Alone but work with what you've got.
From there we might be able to constrain him in a combination of debris and webbing to keep him incapacitated.
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Roll me 2d100, lets see how well this trap goes.
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Rolled 100, 19 = 119 (2d100)

>>2381162
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Rolled 91, 98 = 189 (2d100)

>>2381169
Here goe->>2381169
OH BABY!
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Rolled 45, 49 = 94 (2d100)

>>2381162
Fuck you Cletus.
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>>2381175
>>2381169
Oh...boy...
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>>2380908

You had an idea, a crazy idea but one that could just work.

Quickly crawling up the tree you shoot a number of webs from tree to tree, making a practical trapeze network above you. Thankfully if your opponent heard the quiet ‘thwip’ of your webs he only saw them as lures and so just continued to scream and slice at trees. You do note however that he isn’t intilliable anymore, screaming about how he would kill you when he got his hands on you.

Well he wouldn’t have to wait long.

With your trap complete you leap down to a lower part of the canopy and whistle, releasing your camouflage and giving him a nice look at your red and black costume. Almost immediately he lashes out as you predicted and you leap to the next tree, sure enough his bladed whip following you.

“Looking for me big guy!?” You taunt, flipping to the next tree as his appendage gets caught in the trunk.

“Oh yeah! Looking forward to seeing your insides you brat!” he calls back, going into a frenzy as he pries his arm free; Both of them flailing and carving up the local woods.

Perfect.

“Well I’m sorry to disappoint, but i’m not into Vore.” You call, swinging yourself up to your previously set up web network. He had played right into your hands and it was time to spring your trap.

“You know, you should look into becoming a lumberjack when you get back out of prison.”

“I’m not going back!” He assures, and you watch as a tendril of the man shoots towards you.

“Then I guess I’m bringing the prison to you!”

Jumping off the central web you watch the trees begin to shake but it’s not enough to take it down. Not yet anyways.

>Roll me a D20, first three will be taken.
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Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>2381278
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Rolled 10 (1d20)

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Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>2381278
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>>2381289
Ohhhhh BBBBBOOOYYYYYYYY
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>>2381289
Welp, the trap's a bust people.
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>>2381289
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
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Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>2381278
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>>2381289
The dice gods want a sacrifice for that crit with Felicia...
Pic related spidey rite now
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>>2381278

Firing a web at the center of the system you drop like a stone, only stopping when you are close to the ground. Just as you hoped your momentum and weight were enough to bring the trees down and hopefully imprison him. Rolling upon hitting the ground you make a break for one of the holes that was still left when a blinding pain hits you and you crumple to the ground. Rolling up to a knee you feel an uncomfortable warmth and chill of blood running down your back.

“Oh no you don’t you little Shit!” He slurs, laughing as the treetops come down, pinning the two of you in the dark.

“You started this fight and you’re not leaving until we finish it.” He promises, the last thing you see being the glint of his soulless white mask before darkness consumes the both of you.

You can hear him still laughing as you get to your feet to move, only to feel another slight slash against your arm. Even with your spider sense there was little you could do, you were trapped in close with this madman and nowhere to go.

>Roll me a D100-10
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Rolled 40 - 10 (1d100 - 10)

>>2381356
FAILURE
AIN'T
AN
OPTION
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Rolled 41 - 10 (1d100 - 10)

>>2381356

Failure is always an option
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Rolled 84 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2381356
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>>2381356
Come ooooon.
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Rolled 40 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2381356
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Rolled 28 - 10 (1d100 - 10)

>>2381356
Oooooh booooy
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Rolled 61 - 10 (1d100 - 10)

>>2381356
Fuck you Cletus.
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>>2381377
>74
Let's hope that's enough...
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>>2381377
Not perfect, but enough to keep living
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>>2381391
Nice, Just imagine what Aunt May say's after she sees the battle scars.
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>>2381356

Your best option for now was simply to dodge and so you put your faith in your spider sense, running, flipping and diving whenever your tingling got particularly bad. However you can feel yourself tiring already. For every two or three deadly strikes you’d avoid a minor one would slip in. You could feel the blood drenching your skin beneath your suit and already you were feeling weaker than usual.

However you weren’t dead and something was starting to become clear.

He could morph his costume into all sorts of weapons yes, but he could not use more than one at any given time. If you could catch him off guard with his tendrils you might be able to score a few hits in and at least get out alive.

The only question was if you were going to risk it or not?

>Would you?
>A. No guts, no Glory.
>B. No, just keep using your reflexes to your advantage.
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>>2381479
>A
We're already losing by attrition, might as well risk it all
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>>2381479
>A
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>>2381479
>>A. No guts, no Glory.
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>>2381479
>A
Sneak Attack!
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>>2381479
>No guts, No glory
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>>2381479
>>A. No guts, no Glory.
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Roll me a straight d100
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Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>2381514
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Rolled 99 (1d100)

>>2381514
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Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>2381514
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Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>2381517
Failure apparently is not an option.
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Rolled 42 (1d100)

>>2381514
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>>2381519
Failure is never an option, cause if the heros fail people
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>>2381479

You had one shot, but you had to make it count.

Standing still you wait the few seconds you have before he continues his assault. You can practically hear them as they whistle through the air. Just as they get close you crouch and reach behind you, pulling The Blade of the Mother from whatever pocket dimension it came from. Grabbing it by the blade you use the flat to deflect the tendrils away and behind you. Throwing the sword after one of them you web up the other and you can’t help but grin as you hear the growls of frustration.

Seems you had trapped him right where you needed him.

With his suit now forced to keep its shape you charge forward and:

>Roll me a D6
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Rolled 1 (1d6)

>>2381615
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Rolled 6 (1d6)

>>2381615
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>>2381621
>>2381619
hmmmmmmm
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Rolled 3 (1d6)

>>2381615
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Rolled 3 (1d6)

>>2381615
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>>2381657
>>2381626
Alright then, I guess we're going with three then
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>>2381615

Fire off a pair of webs, catching the shoulders of the man before pulling yourself towards him with all your might you let yourself leave the ground, bringing your legs forward and kicking the man square in the chest. Already your muscles feel sore already as you expand out like a spring but it is worth it. You hear the slight tear of the tendrils being ripped away from his body as he is launched across and through the logs, snapping them like popsicle sticks as his body is sent soaring.

You’d pursue after him but...you feel like absolute dogshit; What with the blood loss and all.

By the time you finally get to your feet and are ready to move, twenty minutes have passed. Well, at least in that period of time he hadn’t come back. Either he had passed out from the impact or had run away, no matter what you were at least still alive. Though you also had to accept there was another totem on the loose, and this one was certainly dangerous.

Way to go ‘hero’.

Stumbling out of the impromptu trap you are about to start the long swing home when you feel something touch down in the trees above you.

“You haven’t gotten the whole ‘sneaking up on me’ thing down yet Raven.” You tease, turning to face the ever quiet empath.

“How did you know it was me and not someone else?” She returns in her normal monotone.

“Well Starfire is louder, BB doesn’t know the meaning of stealth, Robin isn’t the kind to check up on me and Cyborg can’t fly.” You respond, only to see a bolt of black energy shoot past your head; However given it had not set off your spider-sense you knew it was never going to hit you.

“What’s wrong? You usually jump at the chance for a dramatic flair.” She notes, the slightest hint of mirth on her voice.

>Well?
>A. Tell her the truth, you’re rather injured.
>B. Lie, you don’t need her knowing you got your ass beat
>C. Just tell her your tired, head home
>D. Other.
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>>2382254
>>A. Tell her the truth, you’re rather injured.
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>>2382254
>>A. Tell her the truth, you’re rather injured.
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>>2382254
>C. Just tell her your tired, head home

>Try to brush it off.
>Collapse from blood loss and fatigue instead.
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>>2382282
switch to this actually
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>>2382254
>A. Tell her the truth, you’re rather injured.
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>>2382282
Switch to this
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>>2382282
eh i like it enough
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>>2382254
>C. Just tell her your tired, head home

>Try to brush it off.
>Collapse from blood loss and fatigue instead.
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Alright boys, Roll me a D20-5. Lets see if she is convinced by our lie.
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Rolled 1 - 5 (1d20 - 5)

>>2382307
nope we suck ass at lying
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Rolled 20 - 5 (1d20 - 5)

>>2382307
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Rolled 4 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2382307
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Rolled 9 - 5 (1d20 - 5)

>>2382307
Even if we fail, we succeed
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>>2382311
>>2382310
Alright these cancel out. God dammit you guys

EVERYONE ROLL FLAT D20
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Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>2382314
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Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>2382314
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Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>2382314
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>>2382310
>>2382311
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Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>2382314
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Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>2382314
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Rolled 5 (1d20)

Don't mind me just checking something doot doot doot do doo
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Now then. Roll me a D100
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Rolled 4 (1d100)

>>2382339
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Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>2382339
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Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>2382339
OOF KING OF BAD ROLLS HERE WE GO
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Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>2382339
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Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>2382339
Cucking Acid!
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>>2382351
Oh good,so at least we don't pass out. Not yet anyway.

Congrats you somehow managed to lie to an empath...somehow.
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Rolled 58 (1d100)

>>2382339
Let me roll high for you losers
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>>2382370
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>>2382370
Please refer back to my previous image >>2382323
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>>2382359
Our spaghetti spilling is the psychic equivalent of anti-missile flares.
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Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>2382339
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>>2382254

“Nothing, just had one hell of a fight is all and I think I’ve deserved a nap.” You insist, ignoring the slight dizziness and slight bloom of your vision.

You must have lost more blood than you thought.

“Are...you sure? You usually don’t let someone get away like that. Anyone that dangerous would have to be very dangerous.” She insists, taking a step toward you.

You manage to step back and you’re thankfully able to keep solid footing as you do so.

“I promise Raven.” You insist before shooting a strand off and beginning the return trip home.

You hate to admit it takes you longer than you’d like, what with the sluggishness, drowsiness and dizziness you fell from the lack of precious lifeblood. Though when you finally do slip into your room at Ten Thirty you can’t help but feel relieved. One quick shower later and you at least don’t smell or look like you’re covered in blood

Slipping into your boxers you find a sense of comfort in the feeling of your cool cotton sheets and find yourself drifting off into a thankful, restful sleep.

>Roll me a D3, first double roll gets it (as in two 3’s, two 1’s ect.)
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Rolled 2 (1d3)

>>2382580
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Rolled 3 (1d3)

>>2382580
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Rolled 1 (1d3)

>>2382580
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Rolled 1 (1d3)

>>2382580
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>>2382599
>>2382588
Interesting
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>>2382599
Oh,shit.
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>>2382580
>>>2382254 (You)

You don’t know long you’re asleep before the slight breeze of your window opening surprises you. You knew for a fact that you had not left it open when you returned home, it had been something that you had made sure of ever since you started your crime fighting career. When you go to open your eyes however you recognize exactly who it is as you hear:

“Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos. Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos.”

Raven. But what was she doing here?

You go to speak up but she cuts you off.

“You aren’t a good liar, you know.”

Busted.

“What do you mean? I told you I was fine.” You insist.

“You can ‘insist’ all you want, but you can’t hide your pain.” She snaps back and you almost want to flinch, if you hadn’t known this was her sense of humor you would have.

>What do we do folks?
>A. Ask what she’s doing here?
>B. Ask her to go away?
>C. Do something stupid.
>D. Other.
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>>2383157
>C. Do something stupid.
classic
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>>2383157
>>D. Other.
Throw a pillow at her.
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>>2383157
>>C. Do something stupid.
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>>2383157
>>A. Ask what she’s doing here?
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>>2383157
>C. Do something stupid.
always
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>>2383157
>A. Ask what she’s doing here?
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>>2383190
>>2383178
>>2383161

Alright everybody, Roll spaghetti
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Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>2383217
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Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>2383217
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Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>2383217
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Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>2383217
MAH SPAGET
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Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>2383217
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Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>2383217
>
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>>2383223
Oh boy
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>>2383157
So she finds it funny eh?

Time to return the favor.

“So why did you decide to stop by then at...what? Two, three in the morning?” You mumble.

“You always seem to forget that one of the magics I am versed in is healing.” She points out, a wave of black energy crackles between the two of you.

“I don’t forget, You just know I heal faster than average if you recall the first time we met.”

“Yes, and that was partly because of me.”

You smirk ever so slightly, time to get to work.

She was quite close to you, it must have been one of the perks of her magic; Flight and all. However it also worked to help you as you sat up, your covers falling away. You could still see the slight curve of a number of the cuts, and for a moment you had to remember that once upon a time you were a scrawny weakling.

Not anymore.

It was still weird to see the amount of muscle you had developed seemingly overnight, and you were still not used to how tight some of your clothes were. This however would be your advantage in this instance. It was clear that Raven was expecting something, but she was probably not expecting what was coming.

“Shhh-ah I forgot how much these things stung.” You gasp, throwing your legs over the side of your bed, slightly rolling your shoulders.

“What are you doing?” She asks

“Doesn’t your healing magic stuff work better on contact?” You ask innocently,shivering at the slight breeze.

“...Yes, and?”

“Well, here.” You answer, gently grabbing her her hand and pressing her fingers to the larger of the cuts on your chest.

There is a few seconds of silence and you cannot help smirk internally. You could feel the slight tension of surprise and hesitation in her fingertips and for a moment you are unsure if it is out of anger or surprise. Raven was notoriously difficult to read and having known her for two weeks even as an associate you still had no idea what she thought.

Though whatever her feelings on the matter were were relevant as she came to rest her palm on the spot, and after a moment you could feel the same slight cold sensation you had felt the first night you had met. Closing your eyes you do what you can to relax as whatever she does go to work.

The silence is a deafening one, as you mull the potential harm or good your stupid move had done when she speaks up.

“So the other totem did this to you?” She asks, her voice her ever neutral monotone.

You nod. “His suit was less like a suit and more like a living entity. It could make all sorts of alterations and weapons from itself and I had to be the bait.” You explain.

“And why is that?” She continues to question and again you can feel the slight chastising in her words.

(Cont)
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>>2383932
>Well True believers, what was your thought process?
>A. He was dangerous and willing to kill. If I didn’t draw him away who knows how many people would have died?
>B. These totems are my fault, I have to face them no matter what and I felt it would be better that I do it alone.
>C. I knew backup wasn’t coming for some time, but I couldn’t just let him run.
>D. Other
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>>2383935
>D. Other
"all other options had to much possibility of civilian death, he was too wild, too strong, this was probably the best case scenario"
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>>2383935
>>A. He was dangerous and willing to kill. If I didn’t draw him away who knows how many people would have died?
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>>2383935
>>A. He was dangerous and willing to kill. If I didn’t draw him away who knows how many people would have died?
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>>2383935
>A
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>>2383935
>>A. He was dangerous and willing to kill. If I didn’t draw him away who knows how many people would have died?
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>>2383308
Alex White likes it al dente

Also, more DC waifus when?
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>>2384045
When they start showing up, my friend.
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>>2383932

“He was dangerous Raven; The first time he changed he just outright killed the two people with him. If I tried to fight him right there with so many people around I can’t even imagine how many would have died.” You answer.

“Even if it cost you your life?” She asks.

You go silent. It was honestly something you hadn’t thought about it in that sort of way. If it had boiled down to it could you accept dying? Would you?

>Well? Discuss and debate. Let’s see if we’re willing to make the greatest sacrifice if needed.
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>>2384075
>I have these powers now, I can't get away with being the scared kid that lets bad things happen anymore. I can do something about it now.
>Wouldn't you risk your life to save innocent people? Wouldn't any of the Titans?
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>>2384075
>lmao no way, I thought he'd go down easier. I ain't gonna die for a bunch of randoms
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>>2384078
supporting
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>>2384078
supporting
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>>2377625

J. Jonah Jameson, you mean. JJJ.

JJ is a completely different character.
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>>2384078
Supporting my boy brit
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Seems like Alex got the same charm that Peter Parker got from his spider bite. The ladies can't help falling for them.

At least I think I remember that being a thing. It was brought up forever ago in the comics
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>>2384176
Aside from MJ, Gwen, Deadpool and occasionally Felicia, who actually fell for Petey
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>>2384137
Hmq?
>>2384176
I think that was just him getting more confident over time, not part of the bite directly but it did contribute to it. However the spider itself did bite a girl called Cindy moon, who became named 'Silk'. her and Peter literally couldn't be separated from each, if thats what you mean
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>>2384179

Yes, HMQ.
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>>2384178
There was Liz Allen early on, Betty Brant from the bugle, Charlie cooper, silver sable, and I think he was hooking up with some random chick in the recent comics, and if we count ultimate Spidey there was also kitty pride. Also the midget but that was Doc Ock not him. Peter gets around though
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Looks like we've got a consensus.
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>>2384075

“Well...I have these powers now. If it were just me out there, no costume and the same scrawny nerd I am beneath it I probably wouldn’t be able to move. But I can’t afford to be that; I can’t afford to be afraid or let that fear overcome me. For once in my life I have the power to do something and I’m going to make it count.” You answer hesitantly, the words just tumbling from your mind.

“Besides it’s part of the whole ‘being a hero’ schtick, isn’t it? Putting your life on the line and risking things for the greater good?” You ask in return.

“I suppose. Turn around, I have to get your back.” She orders.

You do as asked, rolling your shoulders before the slight touch of her warm hand on your back. Feeling the slight cool sensation of her magic at work you once again return to the comfortable silence. As you continue to sit there something comes to mind, she had asked you a question and it would only be fair to ask her a question in return. Right?

>Well, ask away, what question do you want to ask the sorceress?
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>>2384265
>How did you end up joining the Titans?
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>>2384265
We should probably ask her why she hasn't informed the other Titans about the details of our situation. I certainly can't think of any good reasons.
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>>2384265
> You got a crush on anyone rn?
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>>2384265
Why are you helping me? With the totems, and everything?
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>>2384265
Gonna support >>2384284 and really put those dice to the test
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>>2384284
>>2384291
Oh god why
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>>2384265
Changing to support >>2384288
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>>2384284
>>2384291
What are we, Gravitas?
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>>2384288
This will work. Roll me a D20, first three will get it.
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Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>2384427
Rolling for a nameless Weaver.
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Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>2384427
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Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>2384427
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>>2384432
Well done!
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>>2384265

Finally it comes to you.

“Why are you doing this?”

“What do you mean? I’m your tea-”

“I don’t mean that. I mean...with the totems, with my powers, with covering up that I almost murdered a man.” You clarify.

Feeling her hand freeze it is clear that you had struck home as even the sensation of her healing went away, leaving you with the slight warmth of her hand. You aren’t even sure if she’s going to respond for a few seconds but when she does answer it puzzles you.

“Because you and I are in similar positions, powers and responsibilities that were thrown upon us. Tell me, how much about me beyond being a Titan do you know?”

“If i’m honest nothing.” You answer, turning your head to get a glimpse of the girl’s face.

“And the Justice League would have it stay that way.” She says, before a ghost of a frown covers her face.

“I’m guessing whatever it was they weren’t willing to help out?” You assess.

“Got it in one.” She responds and once more silence fills the space between you.

“You didn’t really answer my question though, what does all of that have to do with helping me?” You repeat.

“Because you’re just like me in one regard; The power we have be given is our own. What we choose to do with it belongs to us and us alone. When you first started you had no idea what was happening to you, and if one thing went wrong you may have gone down a very different path; Maybe the same as the man who attempted to kidnap your Uncle.” She relents.

“And if the others knew what it was they might not see it that way?” You ask.

She nods.

“People are afraid of what they don’t understand and doubly so when they are told it’s evil.” The Sorceress says and for a moment you can glimpse a sadness, if not in her face then in her voice.

It was the first time that you had seen any sort of real emotion leak through. Whatever it was she was referring to with the League was something clearly bad, so much so that the greatest heroes on Earth refused to help. You couldn’t peg down exactly how she looked at it, but nevertheless her at least disappointment was notable.

>What do you say?
>A. Well if you’re so insistent on helping me out, the least I could do is return the favor; Come hell or high water.
>B. Try and prod for more information, whatever it is is a big weight on her.
>C. Say nothing, just keep it in mind for the future.
>D. Other
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>>2384522
>A
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>>2384522
>>A. Well if you’re so insistent on helping me out, the least I could do is return the favor; Come hell or high water.
>>B. Try and prod for more information, whatever it is is a big weight on her.
B first, but if she wants to drop it than just A
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>>2384531
Yeah, actually, supporting this.
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>>2384522
>>2384531
Supporting
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>>2384522
>>B. Try and prod for more information, whatever it is is a big weight on her.
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Alright looks like we're gonna be doing some stuff. Roll me a D20
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Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>2384580
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Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>2384580
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Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>2384580
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Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>2384580
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>>2384597
Sweet.
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>>2384597
Oh dear. If I'm rolling this well, something terrible is going to happen.
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>>2384597
Well then.
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>>2384597
These dice want us to get all the girls
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>>2384637
Fuck that, we stick with one and play shipping with the rest.
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>>2384522

“What could possibly be so disastrous that the Justice League just refuse to help?” You ask, ignoring her healing touch entirely and turning back to face her.

“The kind of disaster that they could potentially not deal with. A true Apocalyptic event the likes of which can never come to pass.” She replies hotly, and for a moment you’re shocked at the slight anger and glow of red around her eyes. Just as quickly as it appears it is gone and the slight tremble tells you all you need to know.

Strong as she was, Raven was afraid; And you knew exactly what you needed to say.

“Well, I guess we’re just gonna have to stop it then.”

“W-what?!” She chokes out, cleary not expecting the blunt answer.

“What? It’s the least I can do for all your help.” You reply, the slightest smirk on your face.

“But stopping you from doing something devastating is nothing compared to-”

“So?” You cut her off. “Almost a month ago we were complete strangers and all you knew about me was that I had spider powers and yet you managed to keep me from ending a man's life. You didn’t do it for yourself, or me, you did it because it was the right thing to do.” You continue, running your hand over your face and wiping whatever tiredness there still was.

“You just told me something might happen and the world will end. And if it is well...I’d rather face it head on beside you than leave you to face it alone.”

>Roll for spaghett reactions.
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Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>2384749
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Rolled 1 (1d20)

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>>2384766
Yeah I saw this one coming.
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>>2384766
Oh my...

Raven the stoic Empath has failed an emotional spaghetti roll.

Brace thyselves.
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>>2384778
So the roll was for Raven? Well, well! Have another embarassed gif.
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>>2384766
I mean it isn't in the three rolls right?
oh please let me be right
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>>2384789
If I don't specify it rolls go until I think we've got enough rolls that no more are needed or there is an immediate crit success or failure.
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Post might take some time, I have to figure out how to handle this one. Because I have ideas but I want to make it perfect.
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>>2384749

You had expected silence, you did not expect the small lightbulb above your head to go on before exploding into a shower of glass. You manage to roll off of your bed before the shower of glass hits your bed, and you aren’t exactly sure what happened. You turn to look to Raven but she’s gone.

Weird.

Sighing you bundle up your comforter before stepping out onto the fire escape before shaking it furiously to try and get rid of all the glass. A few minutes later you’re back in bed, wounds feeling far better than they had before and sure enough sleep finds you once more.

>roll me a D6
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Rolled 3 (1d6)

>>2385030
>not expect the small lightbulb above your head to go on before exploding int
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Rolled 4 (1d6)

>>2385030
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Rolled 2 (1d6)

>>2385030
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Rolled 6 (1d6)

>>2385030
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Rolled 4 (1d6)

>>2385030
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>>2385042
>>2385035
The Dice have spoken
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>>2385030

When your alarm wakes you up again another four hours later you groan, rolling out of bed and throwing on a shirt. While Aunt May was certainly not against you showing off your recently acquired super body, you were still nervous of Uncle Ben not only finding out but starting to ask questions. It was a Sunday and so you had little really to do and so after a welcome and long shower you towel off and head down for a late breakfast.

And you are joined by your Uncle, his old rucksack sat beside him.

“Going on a trip?” You ask in genuine surprise.

“Sorta sport, got in contact with a few old members of my unit and put together a bit of a retreat for us. Figured we could spend a week getting catching up, some fishing and hunting. You’re free to come along if you want to spor-”

“No! No! I-uh I mean I’d love to but I’ve got school and homework and all that.” You quickly excuse, not wanting to suffer a week around a bunch of war vets talking about their healthcare plans.

“Your loss sport.” He insists, grunting slightly as he shirks his pack onto his shoulder. “Welll I already kissed your Aunt goodbye and I’m ready for the road. Just...watch after her for me? After what happened I…”

You clasp a hand on his shoulder.

“I promise, I won’t let anything happen.”

Ben gives you a smile before pulling you into a one armed hug.

“I know you won’t.”

And with that he was out the door, leaving you alone with your thoughts and plans on what you’d do that day.

>Speaking of, just what ARE you going to do today? (Write in)
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>>2385182
>look around town
>call up the titans for some training
>visit friends
visit felicia as well but it probably wont win
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>>2385182
>call up the titans for some training

if a secret rendezvous with Felicia is possible I'd be for it.
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>>2385182
>Go hang out with Harry

Also, we should give our Aunt our communicator number in case she needs us.
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>>2385182
>>2385184
Supporting anon with Felicia
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>>2385182
Hang out with some friends, Harry, maybe Felicia.

>put together a bit of a retreat
Yeah, a retreat... (pic related)
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>>2385222
I don't know what you're talking about!~
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>>2385223
I suppose it's PERFECTLY LEGAL to hunt with a minigun, right?
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>>2385226
Oh it isn't something like that...Maybe our uncle wants to just get away with a few friends, have some fun...

make use of highly classified military drugs

nothing too stressful.
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>>2385191
>>2385192
Supporting these.
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>>2385228
"Tell us about Capital Punishment, QM. Why does he wear the mask?"
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>>2385222
>inb4 Punisher Ben hunts down and kills another totem wielder and Arachne makes him the new owner of the Te'mak for shits and giggles, thus putting him on the path to hunt down the rest of these spider freaks and kill them before they hurt anyone else.
>inb4 it's Carnage
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>>2385182
>>2385182
Talk to Party Hardy
Maybe talk to her about the Titans.
We were serious about trying to help her turn over a new leaf .
Also maybe go talk to the Titans.
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>>2385255
With her luck powers taking down bad guys would be made much easier. Plus if they have good connections with the police, maybe the Titans can arrange for an early release for her dad.
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>>2385252
I could easily imagine him in a three way duel with Deadshot and Deathstroke.
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>>2385261
What would a luck fight between Jinx and Felicia look like?
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>>2385264
a rube goldberg machine of uncanny luck
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>>2385264
felicia has stupidly good luck, and her bad luck powers are sometimes toonforce level

i dont know much about jinx
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>>2385264
They either cancel each other out and they just make snide remarks at each other, or their fight creates a bad luck storm that fucks up everybody's day. Not anything lethal, just shitty luck for everybody in Jump City for awhile.
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>>2385268
>>2385277
At some point, they'd just kind of wear a hole in the laws of probability like the sole of an old shoe.
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>>2385277
>cancel each other out.
Felicia has enhanced stats, unless Jinx lifts, if it comes to it she wins a slap fight
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>>2385252
We’ve already fought Carnage.

Btw which one in pic would Alex rather?
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>>2385387
be or bang?
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>>2385388
Web enthusiastically.
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So just to get a bit of clarification of priorities:
>1. Call Felicia to hang out/talk
>2. See if you can get some training in with the Titans
>3. See if Harry is around
>4. Whatever else?

>>2385387
We don't know, he hasn't met them yet.
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>>2385420
Is this girl around?
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>>2385408
Doesn't matter.
The answer to both is Power Girl.
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>>2385420
Thats it i think
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>>2385420
>>3. See if Harry is around
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>>2385420
like it
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>>2385420
>3. See if Harry is around
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>>2385473
>>2385580
these are all happening, its not a vote
>inb4 it is and im wrong
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>>2385586
Oh no, it's just the order of priorities
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>>2385589
Oh in that case.
>1. See if Harry is around
>2. Call Felicia to hang out/talk
>3. See if you can get some training in with the Titans
>4. Whatever else?
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>>2385589
>1. See if Harry is around
>2. Call Felicia to hang out/talk
>3. See if you can get some training in with the Titans.
>4. Try and talk to our T'amak?
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>>2385420
>1. See if Harry is around
>2. Call Felicia to hang out/talk
>3. See if you can get some training in with the Titans
>4. Check that Raven is okay
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>>2385420
>1. Call Felicia to hang out/talk
>2. See if Harry is around
>3. See if you can get some training in with the Titans.
>4. Try and talk to our T'amak?
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>>2385420
>Train
>Call Felicia
>See if Harry is around
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>>2385766
>>2385420
This.
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Static Shock's nerd friend is better than Harry.
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Is Jinx like Scarlet Witch? "Everyone's Clock King."
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>>2385766
Considering this is the only one I can tell that has consensus we’ll take this. Now to just get up and write it.
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Rolled 47 (1d100)

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>>2386008
We need a "guy in the chair", someone who won't go crazy or betray us or anything.
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>>2386157
Do you mean we need our own mission control person like Barbara is to the Batfamily as Oracle?
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>>2386164
Gwen.
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>>2386172
>Gwen as our mission control
I love it.

What would her codename be?
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>>2386178
Itsie Bitsy Spider on the wall
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>>2386164
Someone has to send out the giant robot!
>>2386172
That would be hilarious, but we haven't even encountered her in quest yet.
>>2386178
Leopardon
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>>2386178
Arachne!
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>>2386181
>Someone has to send out the giant robot!
"Get in the fucking robot, Alexander."

>>2386190
I can get behind that.
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>>2386190
That's the space demoness chick who gave us the cool spider powers and EMISSARY FROM HELL stuff.

I propose an E.B. White reference: Charlotte
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>>2386196
I'd totally back that.
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>>2386196
If only we were Peter Porker!
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>>2385182

Tearing through your breakfast you mull over the many things you could do on a Sunday. Setting your plate in the sink you decide that as much as you may regret it, you would call Felicia. The two of you had a...strange relationship as of late. With both of you aware of each others identities in costume there was an odd sense of wordplay.

And while it may seem to everyone else at school that you were still on polar opposites of the social spectrum, you were becoming what you’d dare to call friends. Stepping out into the hall and making your way towards the stairwell you decide to ring the girl. You’re almost afraid that she won’t pick up, but sure enough on the third ring the line connects.

“Hello?”

“Hey its uh, it’s Alex.” You stutter in response and you hear her at least attempt to muffle her chuckle.

“Hey Tiger, I was wondering when you’d call me, what’s up?” She asks, and you can’t help but feel uncomfortable.

“Just have a free Sunday and figured that uh, you might want to hang out?” You explain and to your suprise you get an answer.

“Sure thing, just got out of Cheerleading practice. Why not swing on by?”

Ah...that was her idea, tease you a bit because to everyone else you’re still the nervous and shy Alexander White.

>Well, are we gonna play her game?
>A. You may as well, even if you’ll have to deal with the teasing.
>B. Nah, you don’t need to be tormented anymore than you already do at school.
>C. Sure, but if she wants you to swing on by you could do that….as SPIDER-MAN!
>D. Other
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>>2386238
>A
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>>2386238
>C. Sure, but if she wants you to swing on by you could do that….as SPIDER-MAN!
https://youtu.be/GQFTAFLBdi4
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>>2386238
>B
And so it begins...
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>>2386252
What begins anon?
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>>2386252
>>2386238
Switching to
>C
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>>2386238
>>A. You may as well, even if you’ll have to deal with the teasing.
>>2386252
>>2386255
It never changes...

Posting waifus...
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>>2386238
>C. Sure, but if she wants you to swing on by you could do that….as SPIDER-MAN!
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>>2386261
I like to think I contain the waifu war pretty well once it really kicks off.
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>>2386261
It could change this time seeing as Weaver is like an anti-war philanthropist that moonlights as an arms dealer.
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>>2386238
>A. You may as well, even if you’ll have to deal with the teasing.
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>>2386265
>Containing the waifu war
>Implying it can be contained
I still remember PGQ like it was yesterday...
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>>2386268
PGQ?
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>>2386266
>>2386268
Why contain it?
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>>2386270
Princess Guard Quest, the archquest of waifu posting...
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>>2386271
'S cool
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>>2386272
Sword was BEST GRILL

>>2386266
Like that Bruce Wayne guy huh?
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Isn't Alexander White gay in DC tho?
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>>2386268
Qst is a lot slower though
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>>2386275
Heretic.
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>>2386276
Depends, is Alexander Spiderman?
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>>2386268
>>2386272

You get that waifu shitstorm "quest" out of this here spoderman quest Ellipsesnon
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>>2386285
Here's some pics to get back on topic.
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>>2386287
Too Caucasian, need more orange and grey.
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>>2386276
>A single guy in his mid-40s named Bruce
>Never married
>Seen with many models, actresses, high society socialites
>Never a second date
>Has adopted teenaged sons.
No one else can be more suspected of being gay than this guy

>>2386289
Maybe too much makeup for a photoshoot.
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>>2386281
desu I don't even know if an Alexander White is a DC.
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>>2386316
He isn't.
Because he's an OC
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>>2386316
OC for this quest.

>>2386319
THE SUPERB SPIDER-MAN
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Wouldn't it be hilarious if someone made a Spider-man show, but was not familiar with the setting and was not told once that he wasn't part of "Super-man Bat-man" world?
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Is Atlee best Terra?
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>>2386326
There are no best Terras
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>>2386330
The best of both Terras?
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>>2386238

Swing by huh?

“You got it. Just uh, give me one second.” You say, smirking as you quickly jog into the alley and in a flash you’re once more in your costume.

“I’ll be right over.” You assure, your voice far more level than it had been a moment before and it seems Felicia picks up on it.

“Are you doing what I think you’re doing?!” She asks in shock and you chuckle.

“You DID say they had crushes on ‘Spider-Man’. I’d hate to disappoint.” Reply, going to hang up your phone as she starts to shout into it. Though that comes to a halt once you hang up.

Swinging along you do enjoy the early morning air and the surprised notices of pedestrians as you swing low. It did amaze you how just a mask could help improve your confidence, and just how many people had come to cheer on a relatively new hero. However today wasn’t the day to stop and chat up people or put on an acrobatic show.

You had to save all that charisma and confidence for what was to come.

>Roll me a D20+5, let’s see how confident our Spider-Man can be.
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Can Alexander, Robin, and Cyborg build a time machine and travel to the past to another galaxy?
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Rolled 5 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2386335
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Rolled 19 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2386335
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Rolled 3 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2386335
Oh boy
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>>2386335
Rolling for spoder
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Rolled 20 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2386335
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>>2386341
WITNESSED!
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>>2386341
yay
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>>2386338
>>2386341
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>25 on a spaghetti roll
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>>2386341
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>>2386346
SENSATIONAL
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>>2386341
Quadruple corkscrew into mid air headpat hype.
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>>2386360
"OLSON! GET YOURSELF ON A TRAIN TO JUMP CITY! GET ME PICTURES OF THIS SPIDER MAN! AND I'LL BE DAMNED IF I LET THAT HACK JAMESON SCOOP US ON THIS!"
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You can tell this is going to be great.
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>>2386341
>All the proportional confidence of a spider
>Because fuck you, he's Spider-Man.
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>>2386409
What kind of spider?
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>>2386444
A confident one
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>>2386335

It doesn’t take you long to swing along to the highschool, and sure enough you can see Felecia and the rest of her usual clique in their sky blue and white cheer outfits. As you get closer and closer you see that Felicia is sure enough at the top of a cheer pyramid. Seeing this your brain does a number of surprisingly quick calculations you have a plan in place and decide to go for it.

Slingshotting yourself off the field goal posts you sail through the sky; The sound of their cheering masks your movements as you sprint across the field towards them crossing the distance Flash would usually do for a touchdown in a fraction of the time. Still halfway from the group you watch as Felicia and the other girls crouch in what you can only imagine is a jump you panic for a split second, however you quickly scrap together a plan. Watching the girls leap into the air you see the girls that they were standing on bring their hands up to catch them and so you see the perfect opportunity.

Flipping through a corkscrew you springboard, arching through the air in a high backflip. Doing a quick mid air somersault you slow yourself down enough that by the time you reach the top of the pyramid your touchdown does not disturb it, handstanding atop the group of girls with an unearthly ease. A moment later you feel the slight touch down of your would-be friend, and looking up you see that sure enough Felicia is above you, looking down at you with suprise.

However you also catch a nice glimpse of red beneath her skirt, but that was an added bonus.

Looking down you see the face of Gwen Stacy facing back at you, her shock evident.

“Hello there!”

>Roll me a D20-10
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Rolled 12 - 10 (1d20 - 10)

>>2386452
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Rolled 11 + 10 (1d20 + 10)

>>2386452
watch me get a second 20
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>>2386458
gets a 1, why am I not surprised
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Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>2386452
Go.
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Rolled 4 - 10 (1d20 - 10)

>>2386452
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Rolled 3 - 10 (1d20 - 10)

>>2386452
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Rolled 19 - 10 (1d20 - 10)

>>2386452
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Rolled 11 - 10 (1d20 - 10)

>>2386452
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Just to note. this is their reaction to you, not the other way around. So Low is good in this instance.
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>>2386470
>Nat 1 collapses the pyramid and we get buried in short skirts and tight shirts
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>>2386458
>>2386468
At least they aren't natural.
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>>2386470
good thing we got a 3 then lol
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>>2386452
>However you also catch a nice glimpse of red beneath her skirt
Don't all cheerleader outfits have a standard set of spats in the case of panty shots?
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>>2386762
I mean, what are they going to check under everyone's skirts to make sure they're wearing regulation shorts?
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>>2386765
no but we are
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>>2386452

“Hello there!”

>Attempt to refrain for responding by shouting "GENERAL KENOBI!"

Turns out 4chan isn't blocked by campus IT
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The collective shriek of surprise and excitement from the group of girls is actually enough to force your costume to ripple across your skin, though you at least manage to keep it from tripping out into a number of colors as it had before. However this does not stop the pyramid from almost collapsing. Acting quickly you springboard up, catching Felicia in your arms and tucking into a somersault landing.

“You just had to have a flare for the dramatic, huh web-head.” She says quietly and you can’t help but chuckle.

“Well you did say ‘swing by’ kitty cat.” You return, setting her down before turning to your now adoring audience.

“Sorry if I’m interrupting anything, I just saw a few beautiful ladies and I couldn’t help but want to join in the fun.” You say, and while you can already feel Felicia wanting to slap you upside the head but it seems that sure enough the girls eat it up.

For the next few minutes it becomes something similar to a competition between you and the girls, performing impossible feats of acrobatics the occasional web-swinging ride. Seeing the swooning faces and obvious excuses to try and touch your physique was certainly eye opening, and not in the way you had wanted. Sure as Spider-Man you were interesting but was that really all it took?

You’d have to talk to Felicia about it.

Thankfully it does not take much longer before the cheer coach finally ushers the girls to change and you’re able to slip away, hiding under the bleachers before walking back out in your street clothes.

>Roll me a D100
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>>2386899
kek!
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>>2386899
Oh boy
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Dammit I caught up
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>>2387057
Welcome to the Thread my good sir!
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>>2387060
The pleasure is all mine weaver, I love your work, and the waifus?

Simply Marvelous!
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>>2387057
we have snacks and cancer over here, badassery over there, stay awhile
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>>2387067
Yes yes. So in the meantime, while our esteemed host is typing I have a question for you.
What quests would you like to see started up again?
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>>2387086
sorry to say, but i'm afraid i am very new to quest, no more than a few months browsing and posting, however, i'm sure others would be happy to answer your quest, especially with much more /qst/ knowledge than i hold
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>>2387086
Well it depends, what quests would you be willing to resurrect?
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>>2387065
Well thank you kindly. I believe the best way to write characters and of course the inevitable waifuing is to write good characters and good pacing. After all lovers are simply friends who became something more.
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>>2386827

You’re thankful that Felicity is the first out, however the slight scowl of anger is certainly worrying. You give her a slight wave as she gets closer though.

“Hi, uh...Felicia.” You stammer, partly faking it and partly real fear.

“Oh don’t you ‘hi Felicia’ me, buster.” She starts, already up the bleachers and glaring at you slightly, her blue eyes dark with her frustration. “I had to listen to them gush about how hard your muscles are and what they’d let you get away with in a dark room!” She elaborates.

While you certainly could look the girl in the face, though without her green contacts it was certainly easier to get lost in her eyes.

“I...what?” You ask, half stunned by her eyes and half stunned by her explanation.

“You heard me buster, so it’s payback time.” She says with a grin before taking your hand.

“Come on, Tighty Whitey! We’re going Shopping!”

You could already feel your wallet thinning and your face paling.

>Roll me a D6
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>>2387104
Well personally for me cell quest and thinking machine are a must. Find them on suptg they are my favorites
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>>2387122
As for things id be willing to revive...none sadly cause I'm a shit writer
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>>2387168
Oh it didnt roll
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>>2387217
Turtle Quest and Tiller Quest are the best.
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>>2387228
Oh...shit
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>>2387231
Dubs
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>>2387231
Many thanks oh great vepala
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>>2387086
I hold my breath for when Support Shinobi Quest will return.

And not to self promote, but I have plans on reviving Fledgling Super Quest
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There needs to be a Zoids quest of some kind
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well one of my plans is reworking the gundam one i had in the works to be a logistics quest where the annons design mobile suits.
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>>2387254
The Gundams should be SDs.
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https://www.otakuhq.com/figures/4503/ here's spmething for people
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nother thing
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>>2387302
I spy with my little eye
A mecha waifu I could turn into my wife
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>>2387335
the shield liger has an actual figure with changeable parts and poses