>>2642903
>[] You have very expressive eyes, sharp features, and a warm smile. Luckily your cheek bones and overall facial structure aren’t too sharp and defined, so you avoid looking like a fucking ken doll. Beyond having comely facial features you have messy hair that curls naturally in such a way that if you brush it a little it looks nice and styled, you don’t need to work too hard to get it to look nice. (Pretty boy look)
Garma Quest Get

>>2642903
>[] You got a square jaw and a chin that could hammer nails, and with the heavy brow and harsh eyes you look like someone who beats people up for fun. The military flat-top doesn’t do much to dispel your thuggish look but any other hairstyle would make your look like a tool. (Tough guy look)
Why not.

>[] You have very expressive eyes, sharp features, and a warm smile. Luckily your cheek bones and overall facial structure aren’t too sharp and defined, so you avoid looking like a fucking ken doll. Beyond having comely facial features you have messy hair that curls naturally in such a way that if you brush it a little it looks nice and styled, you don’t need to work too hard to get it to look nice. (Pretty boy look)

this in no way says anything about my preferences

>[] You have very expressive eyes, sharp features, and a warm smile. Luckily your cheek bones and overall facial structure aren’t too sharp and defined, so you avoid looking like a fucking ken doll. Beyond having comely facial features you have messy hair that curls naturally in such a way that if you brush it a little it looks nice and styled, you don’t need to work too hard to get it to look nice. (Pretty boy look)

>>2642920
>>2643072
>>2643095
>Pretty boy option wins

Exiting the bathroom after your morning ritual and a nice long piss, you enter the kitchenette then switch on the TV to check the news while fixing some eggs and toast.
On the fuzzy screen a green and black armored biker jump kicks into a top hat wearing character who comically flies backwards into a wall. The mysterious dapper man explodes into sparks, while the biker rides away atop a strangely decorated motor bike in order to escape the oncoming tide of police cruisers.
“Last night’s confrontation between the unidentified villain and the local rider was inconclusive, although the villain was forced to retreat after its minions were defeated. The rider we saw gave chase but as shown by the channel 6 helicopter the villain apparently disappeared into thin air. The police gave chase but the rider escaped on a motorcycle of some kind. Back to you in the news room.”
Wow, that rider is starting to get on the news at least twice a week now. All the weird monster attacks and hero sightings are getting worse all the time now. Lazily chewing an egg sandwich you mull over some recent events. Banks have been robbed by masked magic using thieves, demons have appeared and tried to turn people into mindless hate filled drones, a big corporation in town got outed for creating genetic abominations and planning on taking over the world.
All of this weird shit is happening with greater frequency, and these costumed hero types are becoming more common too. That rider is seen at least once a week, that troop of multi colored masked fighters were fighting monsters in broad daylight just yesterday, and then there’s that group of little girls flying around, fighting demons in dresses. It won’t be long before more spandex wearing masked heroes show up, and for more supernatural criminal types to do so as well.
Sure will make getting around a lot harder. Fucking subway is barely open to the public anymore since that monster was found hiding down there eating the fucking rails. Pain in the ass to get around with all the added foot traffic and extra bikes everywhere.

(1/2)

>>2643102

You turn off the TV and lurch back into your room to get dressed. Slapping on your clothes you gather the rest of the shit you’ll need before heading out the door. Picking up the list you made yesterday you stuff it into your pocket, you’ll need to remember what to pick up, it’s not like anyone else will.

>What’s you living situation?

[] You live in this apartment alone, your parents are both dead and your uncle lets you live in this shitty apartment rent free as long as you don’t ask for anything else.

[] You live in this apartment alone, but your parents live in the city on the opposite side of town. They’ve wanted you out of their house and out of the way since you were born.

[] You live in this apartment with your workaholic office floor manager dad. Other than picking up stuff he needs every now and then, you barely see him and he barely speaks to you. As far as you can tell he doesn’t care what you do as long as you don’t interrupt his work or bother him in any way.

[] You live in this apartment with your drunk of a mother. She is only around in the afternoon when you’re out of the house. She works night at her job as a convenience store manager and brings up free booze all the time so she can forget about her fuck ups, which includes you. You pick up after yourself and do some chores like grocery shopping, and in exchange your mother ignores you.

(2/2)

>>2643106
>[X] You live in this apartment with your workaholic office floor manager dad. Other than picking up stuff he needs every now and then, you barely see him and he barely speaks to you. As far as you can tell he doesn’t care what you do as long as you don’t interrupt his work or bother him in any way.

>>2643122
>this

>>2643133
>>2643122
>Workaholic dad wins

Going out the door you hit the streets for the day. With the sun barely out and a nice nippy chill in the air you can go about your day. Looking at your phone you see that it’s only about 6:45 which means you got plenty of time to…..

>What do you do?

[] Go to school, you have to go early in order to reach the school on time. Fucking costumed freaks have pretty much made it hell to go anywhere these days. (normal student route)

[] Do whatever the hell you want. You got sick days to cash in and your homeroom teacher doesn’t give a rat’s ass about you. You got more important stuff to do then sit around and listen to your teachers prattle on about dumb bullshit anyway. (delinquent route)

>>2643255
>[] Go to school, you have to go early in order to reach the school on time. Fucking costumed freaks have pretty much made it hell to go anywhere these days. (normal student route)

>>2643255
>[X] Go to school, you have to go early in order to reach the school on time. Fucking costumed freaks have pretty much made it hell to go anywhere these days. (normal student route)

>>2643255
>[] Go to school, you have to go early in order to reach the school on time. Fucking costumed freaks have pretty much made it hell to go anywhere these days. (normal student route)

>>2643297
>>2643307
>>2643314
>go to school wins

Got to get up bright and early to get to school. You go to North high which means you gotta walk at least 10 miles from your apartment to reach there. You're in good shape so the walk isn't difficult its just that between the increased foot traffic and the ever present possibility of monster/demon/super criminal attacks it would be oh so easy to be late. You'd take the subway, but half the time its closed due to something hiding in the tunnels.

Walking down the street you notice other students and day workers are already up and about as well. No surprise there with public transit in the toilet their in the same boat as you.

Stretching your arms out and breathing in that cramped city air, you can already tell today is gonna be crappy, just a matter of time before something happens.

As if on que...

>What happens?

[] Some street toughs decide to start fucking with you

[] Your phone alerts you that the route you normally take is blocked by a monster attack

>>2643335
>[] Some street toughs decide to start fucking with you

>>2643335
>[] Your phone alerts you that the route you normally take is blocked by a monster attack

>>2643394
This.

>>2643335
>[X] Your phone alerts you that the route you normally take is blocked by a monster attack

>>2643394
>>2643403
>>2643449
>Route is blocked by minster attack

"Alert- Moster attack has" No.

"Resulted in police quarantine in the following" For fucks sake.

"Roads and pathways." And its YOUR path that gets blocked.

You clench your empty hand until your knuckles turned white. That detour adds several miles to your new route, and you have no doubt that there will be others who have to make the detour as well.

Shit. Shit. Shit

You break into a run, you'll need to haul ass to make it on time now.

>How easily do you navigate the city?
Note-This vote decides what one of your four stats are. This is for speed, which is used to avoid taking hits in battle, in sports, and when you need to get around the city, after all the subway is out most of the time, and you need to be able to get around quickly and pull wuick escapes to be a hero. There are 3 other votes but out of all of them you can only have one EXTREME option, but you can take all the second highest options if you want, this is not just a matter of stats but establishing what kind of PC this quest revolves around. Each extremem option also ncludes a character flaw which will mould the PCs personality.

[] Poorly. You navigate the streets slowly and you’re not skilled at finding shortcuts or quickly getting from place to place.

[] Decently. Even with the public transit in the toilet, you can get from point A to point B pretty quickly. You memorize shortcuts, and you can navigate through a crowd fairly well.

[] Fast. You can parkour your ass through town like nobody’s business. Jumping fences, running at top speed over long distances, weaving though crowds, you’re excellent at them all.

[] Insane. You can cross the city in no time at all despite being on foot. You can scale just about any obstacle and breeze your way through crowds like a ghost. Your stamina and running speed is disturbing especially for someone so young. (extreme option, Flaw: daredevil)

Flaw: Dare-devil- You have a strong, maybe even compulsive need to test yourself. Running fast, escaping danger by a hairs breadth, doing things dangerously, you have a love of being in the fast lane. Whenever the opportunity arrives to do something dangerous or impressive you’ll take it even if it’s pointless and stupid.

>>2643477
Dammit, I used the wrong namefag again.

>>2643477
>[] Decently. Even with the public transit in the toilet, you can get from point A to point B pretty quickly. You memorize shortcuts, and you can navigate through a crowd fairly well.

>>2643477
>[] Fast. You can parkour your ass through town like nobody’s business. Jumping fences, running at top speed over long distances, weaving though crowds, you’re excellent at them all.

>>2643477
>[] Insane. You can cross the city in no time at all despite being on foot. You can scale just about any obstacle and breeze your way through crowds like a ghost. Your stamina and running speed is disturbing especially for someone so young. (extreme option, Flaw: daredevil)
Always good to have a few flaws to make things interesting.

>>2643492
But we only get one Extreme option and one flaw with it. I wanna know the others, this one seems a little heavy right now. We can still go Fast.

>>2643480
Do you have twitter?

>>2643495
You know before I close this vote I better include what the other votes are and what they do.

This vote is for speed which I already explained

The vote for strength (Which would have triggered if you choose the street toughs), is how often do you fight, with each option having you PC being more active with brawling. The extreme option is that you're an unstoppable street fighter who has the flaw hot blooded.

Flaw: Hot-blooded- You can’t walk away from a legitimate fight. If you are in good condition or your opponent is fit for battle you WILL fight. You’re too hot blooded to avoid a scrap unless you have a good reason to. If any confrontation starts and there’s nothing serious to stop you, it’s going to be a brawl.

The vote for intelligence is what is your school standing with the extreme option being absurdly intelligent for being a high school student with the flaw of Insufferable genius.

Flaw: Insufferable genius- Even if you’re not trying to, you come off as condescending and pompous due to your intellect. You also have some bad habits of waving your smarts around like a jackass.

The final vote is for charisma with the vote being on how successful your PC is with women. The extreme option gives the flaw infamous casanova

Flaw: Infamous Casanova- Your reputation with women proceeds you and as a result trying to forge an actual long term relationship with one girl is going to be hard due to trust issues. Also you will be propositioned a lot by women and that comes with its own baggage when it starts to get in the way of something more important or when the woman should be avoided.

>>2643504
I do not have a twitter, I don't really have any social media accounts, as I don't really care for them.

>>2643511
Maaaaaaan. Now, I kinda like trying something different and going Extreme on speed. But fuck if Extreme on strength doesn't sound fun and not all that bad, since we can actually maybe avoid a fight if it's super important.

>>2643511
>I do not have a twitter, I don't really have any social media accounts, as I don't really care for them.
Ah. Too bad. Figured you would or something. Anyway, this quest has my interest.

>>2643511
I say we go for extreme strength because that sounds like a heck of a fun time.

>>2643511
I go for smarts so we can Kamen Rider Build in this bitch.

>>2643488
>>2643491
>>2643492
>>2643573
>>2643589
Three seperate votes with one person not expressing an opinion and another who wants the extreme strength option when it comes up.

Would the
>[] Fast. You can parkour your ass through town like nobody’s business. Jumping fences, running at top speed over long distances, weaving though crowds, you’re excellent at them all.

Be acceptable to you anons?

>>2643594
I'd rather not be a pompous smart guy. They suck.

>>2643595
I Really need to remember which handle comes up first.

>>2643595
Let's do Fast for this, yea.

>>2643595
I'm down with Fast.

For the sake of moving along, fast.

>>2643605
>>2643604
>>2643613

Okay Fast it is

Your speed stat is 2 which grants a +2 on a d20 this will increase in time.
Speed:2

Tearing up the pavement you side step and swerve around people on street. Ducking into narrow alley ways that let you bypass clumps of people waiting, and a few choice parkour moves over some barriers and fances allows you to cuts you arrival time just enough that you reach school on time.

Your a little sweaty but by the time you reach the gate, is only about 15 after 7. Plenty of time to settle in your seat and wait for class.

Once in your seat you survey the room. Most of the students are still out but about half the class is here. To be honest you'd though there would be less. At least some of the people sitting nearby or standing around cutt the first day.

Guess this year's gonna be different. Can't blame them, with all the weird shit going on playing hooky loses its appeal especially in the early day when most of the freaks show up.

Cracking open your bag you survey through your papers and pencils, best to be ready for when class starts.

Its your second year after all, testing will be harder, what with this school having a reputation for sending its students to college.

>Here's the intelligence vote

>What's your position in school

[] Treading water. You hang toward the bottom, you work just hard enough to avoid getting into trouble with teachers or family.

[] Decent. You place well during testing and your grades are good if not excellent.

[] Top tier. You are one of the best if not the best student in school. Tests and assignments are a breeze for you. As a result you enjoy some support from the school’s staff even if your homeroom teacher doesn’t care at all.

[] Undisputed. You take the top space every time, straights A’s perfect scores, perfect practice exams for college prep, you honestly know more about any given subject then the teachers, and your expertise is beyond the scope of most people 10 years older than you. (extreme option, Flaw: insufferable genius)

Flaw: Insufferable genius- Even if you’re not trying to, you come off as condescending and pompous due to your intellect. You also have some bad habits of waving your smarts around like a jackass.

>>2643634
Before I vote- aside from flavor reasons, is there any reason to take 'Treading Water' or 'Decent' as opposed to just grabbing 'Top Tier'?

Or potentially undisputed, I'm just curious if we can just be a Golden Boy with little-to-no repercussions.

>>2643634
>[] Top tier. You are one of the best if not the best student in school. Tests and assignments are a breeze for you. As a result you enjoy some support from the school’s staff even if your homeroom teacher doesn’t care at all.
Let's not be a jackass.

>>2643634
> Treading water. You hang toward the bottom, you work just hard enough to avoid getting into trouble with teachers or family.

>>2643647
Wanna meet halfway? Go for decent? Means we work hard but aren't some ridiculous gary stue.

>>2643639
it changes the options you'll get with your character.

With intelligence this will change your entire relationship witht staff in your school. If you have high grades and are characterized as a good student, expect the staff to become concerned and start getting involved if you start missing classes, or act strange. if you become a transforming superhero your hero activity will start to hurt your grades, but if you tend to not try very hard, not much will change and you'll fly beneath the radar.

The same goes for the other attributes.

if you spend a lot of time fighting or get the extreme option for strength, you'll have an established reputation as a tough SOB with street cred and enemies to worry about.

If your a lady killer you have to deal with unwanted, and I mean actually unwanted female attention, or even some stalkers.

For speed I'll grant you taking the option for being slow would just be a gag. The hero having a bad sense of direction and having a hard time navigating

>>2643657
Okay, gonna change to Treading water then. I'm okay with being a good looking guy, that happens to be a fighting maniac. Maybe ma had us watching old boxing matches and old school Errol Flynn action movies.

>>2643634
Treading water is fine for me.

>>2643683
Just as long as we're not the typical dumb shonen protag I'm good with it.

>>2643693
Nah, let's choose to go under the radar. It's just easier, we already get enough attention as a fighter. Imagine the chaos we'd cause our school and friends if we were also a star student.

>>2643700
I suppose just flying under the radar doesn't necessarily mean that we're less intelligent. School could just also be low on the totem pole. And in a world with capes and monsters, that's not too far-fetched.

>>2643715
Exactly. We can just focus on what we want to.

>>2643693
>>2643683
>>2643647
>treading water

With this option you're not dumb, it's more along the lines of being somewhat lazy and being an underachiever.

Not that you will get into a college with your grades. Never been one to study very hard, nor hang what on the teachers say. You just get by with the least amount of effort and enjoy plenty of free time.

Speaking of teachers Mr. Fuiji finally drags his sorry ass in.

Truely no man could compare to Mr. Fuiji, as he half stumbles, half bumbles into his seat. His bald head ringed with sparse hair, his shirt already sweaty with armpit stains, eyes half lidded and his body smelling of mediocrity and middle-aged listlessness.

That man can not physically give less of a shit then he does right now, and that's fine with you, he's never called on you or even spent more then 10 seconds talking to you during a conference.

For you he's perfect on account of how he never bothers you about anything.

"Alright class time for roll call. New year yadda yadda yadda. here we go." Fuiji open a folder and starts calling names.

>What is your name?
You can anme yourself anything doesn't need to be japanese at all, to be honest I kinda want the town to be a wierd mix of japan and america. An idea I had was that the resident super sentai team is made of adult parents and their leader was like Hank Hill.

>write-in

And If you don't wan to write one in

>Arthur Campbell
>Ryuji Sendou
>Roger Minsk
>Eiji Sanada
>Aaron Kimbal
>Takeshi Masahada

>>2643730
Clyde Naruse
Going for a mixed character name.

>>2643730
>>Arthur Campbell
Also I'm gonna laugh if Fuiji is a hero. Imagine if he's basically this universes Eidolon from worm. Just a tired dude wanting a good fight.

>>2643730
Naoto Nagase. Alliteration!

Rolled 2 (1d3)

>>2643743
>>2643750
>>2643792

I'll tie-break. I like all the names for different reasons so just gonna. Roll.

>>2643802
Arthur it is.

>Arthur Campbell

>>2643808
>>2643802
>>2643750

"Arthur Campbell?"

You raise your hand. Fuiji doesn't even look and moves on. You love this man, you could have skipped school and he'd probably marked you present.

"Psst. psst." The guy behind you not very subtley tries to get your attention.

Turning in your seat you see...

>Social standing option
This like the other votes decides an aspect of your character's life. If you have a lot of friends acting strange and being distant will worry them, having social links is important to keeping yourself sane and mentally healthy but it can be straining to juggle being a hero and having friends, especially if you have a lot of friends. If you're a pariah then well you won't worry about anyone snooping when you act a little different.

>How many friends do you have?

[] None, you recently moved here and haven’t really had the time to build any relationships (no reputation option)

[] None, because to be honest you’re a pretty big asshole, and as a result you don’t have anyone that actually likes to be around you as a friend. (poor reputation option)

[] One, you got your bud who you pretty much do anything with. He sits right next to you in class.

[] A couple, you’ve made a few good friends, and you typically meet up whenever you get the chance either at school or in town.

[] Plenty, you’ve made lots of friendly acquaintances and good friends, you made a big deal about expanding your social network and the fruits of your labor are pretty sweet. (high reputation option)

>One, you got your bud who you pretty much do anything with. He sits right next to you in class.

new best friend get!!!

>>2643837
>None, you recently moved here and haven’t really had the time to build any relationships (no reputation option)
Fresh start!

>>2643837
>None, you recently moved here and haven’t really had the time to build any relationships (no reputation option)

welp looks like none is gonna win... how generic.

oh well, can't be helped.

>>2643844
In agreement here. Want a bro. If we are split maybe someone we're starting to befriend?

>>2643922

>None (but you're about to make a best friend)

..some guy you've never met before. Not exactly strange, considering you came here about a month ago, you've done a lot in that month sure but you're still getting settled in.

"I saw you pull that sweet wall jump to get over that high fence to get to school. That was fucking ace man. I'm Kimura Date"

Close cropped hair, glasses and some light scaring from what looks like some burns on his neck. Pretty normal looking guy, might as well shake hands.

"Nice to meet you. I had to rush here because a monster attack closed doen the route I was taking."

Kimura bites his tongue.

"Ouch, that sucks. You must live pretty far away if that affected you. I live just a couple blocks away, so I get to sleep in."

His shit eating grin irks you a little. Lucky bastard.

"Nice of you to rub it in my face. Really appreciate it."

Kimura stick his tongue out mockingly.

"Come on man with those sick moves and that face, you've got way too much going for you, a run to school won't kill you."

You turn to face the board once Fuiji finally starts the lesson for the day, even though doing so makes him look like he wants to kill himself.

Morning lessons go the way they do, math and english and japanese and all the normal shit. You leaf through your text books and tacitly listen to your instructors.

Finally its lunch though, you brought a decent lunch and you walk around and stretch you legs.

"Hey man. Mind If I eat lunch with you?" Kimura stands with his lunch in hands.

He's the only person in school you've held a conversation with so far so you might as well not eat alone.

"You got somewhere to eat?" Kimura shakes his head.

"Nowhere in particular, I just kinda shuffled around with my friends, I'll need to look for them so choose wherever."

Where do you go eat lunch?
[]Practice fields
[]Roof
[]Schoolyard
[]Gym

>>2643945
>Practice fields

>>2643945
Let's go to the gym. No one eats lunch in the gym.

>Gym

>>2643954
>>2643960
>Gym

"Let's go eat lunch in the gym, I wanna see what it looks like."

Kimura dutifully follows you.

"I heard its pretty big, north high has usually does well in sports. I'm part of the baseball team by the way, we could use a guy like you. With your speed you could steal bases like a pro."

You chuckle in agreement,

"We'll see, I haven't thought too much about clubs and extra curriculars, mostly been getting used to living here."

"Understandable, where did you used to go to school?"

"I went to Nakajima high last year when i still lived with my mother." You grunt.

Kimura recoils slightly.

"Geez really? Man I heard all kinds of rumors about that place, toughest school around with the worst students."

You nod affirmatively. "That's why I left, place was a shithole."

Your new buddy pats your shoulder.

"New beginning for you huh. Well good for you, ugh I can't imagine having to wake up in the morning to go somewhere like that."

Your conversation ends when you enter the gym. On the court floor you see a gaggle of girls all together. Gossiping, looking at their phones, and eating.

"What's the female population here like?" You ask.

Kimura smiles devilishly. "Quite fine and abundant my dear friend."

"What's their disposition on a scale of 1 to 10 1 being they are embarrassed b hand holding and 10 being they want to seal the deal." You place your hand to your chin to signal your scholarly inquiry,

"About a 6 I'd say from my studies in the field."

You turn to your fellow scholar and grin.

>Chrisma stat get time

>How are you with women?

[] Inexperienced. You've talked to girls but you aren't very experienced with actually attracting women. You've never had a steady girlfriend or had serious sexual experience.

[] Minor success. You've had some successes before. You've had the attention of at least one or two young ladies, and ou've had a girlfried before. You've even gottena little intimate.

[] Active. You have girls that have an active interest in you and you can date pretty regularly. You even get some action every now and then.

[] Absurd. Whether due to looks, good luck, or having a special draw, you get a lot of girls and women. You get laid pretty frequently and your reputation of being a real Casanova precedes you even in this new town. Granted you aren’t looking for a relationship but girls come to you for a good time and you provide just that. The fact that you pull older women sometimes makes you the envy of the guys around you. (extreme option, Flaw: Infamous Casanova)

Flaw: Infamous Casanova- Your reputation with women preceeds you and as a result trying to forge an actual long term relationship with one girl is going to be hard due to trust issues. Also you will be propositioned a lot by women and that comes with its own baggage when it starts to get in the way of something more important or when the woman should be avoided.

[X] Minor success. You've had some successes before. You've had the attention of at least one or two young ladies, and ou've had a girlfried before. You've even gottena little intimate.

>Minor success. You've had some successes before. You've had the attention of at least one or two young ladies, and you've had a girlfriend before. You've even gotten a little intimate.

>>2643996
Minor Success

>>2644030
>>2644026
>>2644019
>Minor success wins

"I can't say I'm a real ladies man, but I have some experience with the fairer sex. As a stranger in this land I must ask for you advice."

Kimura chortles like a gentlemen and thumbs his collar.

"Why I would gladly do so."

He places an arm around your shoulder and points to some of the girls you can see.

"The girl with long blond hair and highlights is Keiko, she's look flashy but she's a sweetheart. The short haired girl with the soccer ball is Asaka, she's active in the soccer club and she's actually really easygoing, watch out though she has a childhood friend who is really hot for her but he hasn't made a move yet so if you try to smooth talk her you may get a visit. The long haired girl with glasses whose reading is Carol, she's really quiet but shes cute so you know...if you like shy bookworms she scratches the itch I guess."

You look at Kimura with a little dissapointment.

"You know that's not exactly as in depth as I expected, there's like 15 girls right there, you only said anything about those 3."

Kimura huffs and adjusts his tie in slight disgust.

"I am a man of taste and I focus on women of quality."

"You like them and didn't bother with others didn't you."

Kimura's uncomfortable glare reveal the truth.

"Don't worry about it, that being said they do seem like good prospects. Shame I don't knwo them very well, I'd go over there but just walking over and hitting on them without even being introduced seems kinda trashy."

"Eh you have the rest of the school year to try. What did you bring for lunch?"

You wave your wrapped sandwich.

"Brisket with barbacue sauce and fresh cut fries."

"You wanna trade?"

"No."

Lunch goes well and you get to know Kimura a little better.

>Relationship get with Kimura Date- A male student at North high school. He's the first proper school mate you've met and he seems like a pretty swell guy. Plays baseball and does fairly well in school.

The hours pass and school ends. After some brief clean up time you get ready to leave school.

"See ya tomorrow Arthur, tell me you'll try out for baseball we really need some new blood this year."

"I'll think about it." And you do, you don't mind physical activity, and you're pretty good at sports anyway.

But there's something else you gotta do before going home.

>What do you do?

[] Look for some action (fight time)
[] Go get groceries

>>2644072
>Go get groceries
Lets do normal stuff, everyone knows evil strikes when you least expect it.

>Go get groceries

I'm signing off for tonight I'll post when i get back.

>>2644072
>[] Go get groceries
pretty sure a robbery will happen while we are there or something.

This look s like it has some potential. I look forward to this OP.

>>2644084
>>2644095
>>2644146
>Getting groceries wins

By the time your reach the grocer's is dusk, right before the sun goes down. You'll need to make it home before dark. You haven't gotten a lot of sleep and considering the monster attack today and the incident with the mysterious rider and the dapper thief, chances are another incident will happen tonight. Usually the nighttime incidents are bloodier then the daylight ones, not sure why superhuman criminals and inhuman monsters do that, regular ciminals do that because its easier to commit crimes, but when you shoot lasers out of your face why worry about the difference between day and night?

You contemplate the mysterious behavior of super crime as you check through the bargain isle and net some decent bread and spices. All that's left is to pick up some meat for rest of the week and....

There's a guy with a knife holding up the old women at the till.

You crouch slightly and lay your items down on the ground. Time moves in slow motion as you weigh your options and carefully observe the situation.

Alright, the guy has a longbladed knife, the kind for combat not for kitchen use. He probably wouldn't bother with he knife if he had a gun and he has the tip pointed at the old lady's neck.

What do you do?
>Call the police and wait for them to arrive
>Feed this shithead his own teeth

>How often do you fight?

[] Never. You just try to move along and get to school or wherever else you’re going, getting roughed up isn’t exactly fun. Plus the tough guys who get into fights run the risk of getting shanked or nabbed by the cops, and you aren’t interested in trouble.

[] Occasionally. A good scrap every once in a while gets the blood nice and hot. Plus as long as you pick your fight carefully everything’s good.

[] Frequently, maybe a little too much. Even when you get off of school or before you get to school, you look for some action. Plenty of punks your age and even some adults to fight. Despite the risk you love a good brawl, but you go overboard sometimes, couple a guys have ended up in the hospital because of you.

[] You can’t be stopped. If you even sniff a fight nearby you’re already there. Punks like you, adults, even criminals. You stalk the night just to look for acceptable targets to beat to a pulp. You have a nickname because of all the brawling you do, and street toughs back down when they see you coming. (extreme option, flaw: Hot-blooded)

Flaw: Hot-blooded- You can’t walk away from a legitimate fight. If you are in good condition or your opponent is fit for battle you WILL fight. You’re too hot blooded to avoid a scrap unless you have a good reason to. If any confrontation starts and there’s nothing serious to stop you, it’s going to be a brawl.

>>2644318
>[] You can’t be stopped. If you even sniff a fight nearby you’re already there. Punks like you, adults, even criminals. You stalk the night just to look for acceptable targets to beat to a pulp. You have a nickname because of all the brawling you do, and street toughs back down when they see you coming. (extreme option, flaw: Hot-blooded)
Therefore
>Feed him his own teeth

>>2644318
[] You can’t be stopped. If you even sniff a fight nearby you’re already there. Punks like you, adults, even criminals. You stalk the night just to look for acceptable targets to beat to a pulp. You have a nickname because of all the brawling you do, and street toughs back down when they see you coming. (extreme option, flaw: Hot-blooded)
We should probably get a flaw at some point, and this flaw doesn’t sound like a particularly bad one.

>>2642903
>You can’t be stopped. If you even sniff a fight nearby you’re already there. Punks like you, adults, even criminals. You stalk the night just to look for acceptable targets to beat to a pulp. You have a nickname because of all the brawling you do, and street toughs back down when they see you coming. (extreme option, flaw: Hot-blooded)

>>2644318
>You can’t be stopped. If you even sniff a fight nearby you’re already there. Punks like you, adults, even criminals. You stalk the night just to look for acceptable targets to beat to a pulp. You have a nickname because of all the brawling you do, and street toughs back down when they see you coming. (extreme option, flaw: Hot-blooded)
Thus
>Feed this shithead his own teeth

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>>2644318
>You can’t be stopped. If you even sniff a fight nearby you’re already there. Punks like you, adults, even criminals. You stalk the night just to look for acceptable targets to beat to a pulp. You have a nickname because of all the brawling you do, and street toughs back down when they see you coming. (extreme option, flaw: Hot-blooded)
We don't fear anything.

>>2644321
>>2644322
>>2644331
>>2644333
>Beat the fuck out of this robber wins
>You are borderline khornate with how you street fight

Alright, you have a grasp on this situation, no other attacker is present, no cops to stop you. Go time.

Grabbing the sauce jar you had in your basket you slowly and calmly walk toward the criminal.

"Hey shithead." The masked criminal glances in your direction and makes to yell at you.

Just as he glances over his soulder the sauce jar slams into his face, spraying him with tomato paste and glass.

"Ahhhhh! Fuck!" The masked thug recoils in pain and disorientation due to getting beaned with the glass jar.

This is gonna be real good.

Just as the thug wipes his face clean of glass and sauce and tries to stab you, you step in and throw a massive overhand left.

You drop low and catch him right on the chin. That DELICIOUS feedback as you FEEL his chin explode into splinters, makes your face feel hot and sends shockwaves up your spine.

You follow through with your punch too. Using your entire bodyweight you basically drive the thug's skull right into the floor.

You wait to make sure he's not dead, and when you hear his breathing stabilize you leave and get your shit along with a new jar of sauce.

"You okay granny?" The old cashier pops a light and takes a long drag on her cigarette.

"Just fine kid. Now get your shit and go cops are gonna be here soon." You crak poen your wallet to pay but she holds out her hand.

"Nah, you helped me out, just take it and go."

You shrug and leave with your loot. You're about a two blocks away when the cops finally show.

"Ahhhhh." You sigh contentedly. Today was pretty good.

Turning you key over you get inside your apartment and close the door.

Scanning around you see your dad in his chair, with a beer already in his hand.

"You get the food?" he asks slurring slightly.

"Yeah." Silence follows aside from the sound of the TV and your packing away of the groceries.

When you finish up you strip off your uniform and shower. Once finished you crawl into bed and look at your phone. Kimura has already sent you some texts.

"Hey guy, you wanna hang out tomorrow after school and meet some of my other friends? Baseball hasn't started yet and we plan on going to that new 3-d arcade that opened up."

what do you reply?

[] Yes. You got nothing to do and meeting more students would be nice. A arcade with all the fancy gear would be pretty interesting as well.

[] No. You already had something planned. You'll catch him later when you're free.
-You got a scheduled brawl you need to deal with.
-Your dad has been dogging you to pick some shit up for him and you don't have much choice.
-You need to go see someone from your old school, she's gonna be a pain to avoid otherwise.

>>2644350
>[X] Yes. You got nothing to do and meeting more students would be nice. A arcade with all the fancy gear would be pretty interesting as well.

>>2644350
>No. You already had something planned. You'll catch him later when you're free.
You need to go see someone from your old school, she's gonna be a pain to avoid otherwise.
Let's see what this is about.

>>2644350
>[] Yes. You got nothing to do and meeting more students would be nice. A arcade with all the fancy gear would be pretty interesting as well.

Are the no options just not a thing by picking yes or are we just choosing to ignore them? I hope it's the latter.

>>2644357
You are just ignoring them

The brawl is with another guy from east high who you flattened when you first came to town and he's arranged another fight to try and get some revenge.

The thing your dad wants you to pick up is some old shit that is in your moms house, that he wants back so you gotta go on the train and pick it up out of town.

The someone from your old school is your ex girlfriend whose alittle sore that you haven't kept in touch with her. You're on good terms but she's a pain sometimes because she's nosy and she wants to know how your settling in.

>>2644360
Bitchin. Time to do the teenager thing and ignore all that pressing stuff to dick around with a friend.

>>2644352
>>2644357
>Yes go to the arcade with your new bud

Looking down on your phone you see that Chisa is still bugging you about how you're doing. You can put off seeing her. She was going to be annoying and complain about ducking her anyways.

That chode you knocked out when you first got here is still threatenting you to not forget the rematch he's set up. You can skip that too that dumbas is 100% just going to jump you with his dumbass friends from East high to back him up.

And then there's that box of crap dad wants you to get from mom's house. He's too focused on work to actually remember to get pissed but you'll need to do that before he actually makes it your problem. But that can wait a day.

"Yeah I'll go. I got time. See you tomorrow."

Putting you phone away you set your alarm and pull the covers over your head. Time to get some fucking sleep.

>Profile

Arthur Campbell
Age:17
Former student at Nakajima high school, son of Joshua Campbell and Mary Fischer, long suspected of being a violent student, no current criminal record.

Known aliases: Majin street Mauler

>The second day

Waking up bright and early, you work through your routine and get out the door before your dad.

Good thing too, anytime you're both in the house in the morning he always tells you to make breakfast for him the lazy fuck.

Hitting the streets you glare at your phone to ruin your commute for the day.

Seeing nothing you go along your customary path and enjoy a nice leisurely walk to school.

"Hey asshole!" The gentle cadence of your leisurely stroll is broken by the sound of a happy conincedence.

Turning to look behind your good friend Gene Woods from east high schows up with several of friends/goons following in is wake.

"Well good morning Gene, how are you doing today? I see that you're well enough that you pushed our appointment forward."

The shaved bastard keeps his hands in his pockets as he plants himself probably little more hten a foot away from you. His face sporting a nasty cut over his right eye from where clocked him with a left hand nearly a month ago.

"I got shit to do, so I decided to not wait to beat your faggoty ass."

Your face splits into a deceptively warm smile as your hands go numb and your body grows hot and uncomfortable.

"Ah Gene you even brough some friends with you, well that's what I should expect from good old Gene always the man going the extra mile."

Gene's face warps in anger, as his budies surround you, each cracks his knucles and one pulls out a switch blade.

Alright 5 on 1 with one having a knife.

>How do you beat the shit out of these guys?
[]Write-in (go nuts but don't kill them, after all how would you fight them again if they're dead)

>>2644430
>Snap wrist, aquire knife, hip toss into hopefully 2 of the remaining 4, now having the remaining two go for a haymaker on one and use the momentum to sweep the legs out from the other. Walk away with new knife.

>>2644440
This.

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>>2644444
Those numbers...

>>2644440
>>2644444
>plan accepted
Roll 1d20+5 to execute the plan

>>2644463

Rolled 10 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2644444
Woah.

>>2644463
Here we go boys.

Rolled 8 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2644463

Rolled 15 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2644463

Rolled 17 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2644463
Why do I bother?

Rolled 2 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2644463
Let's do this.

>>2644470
>15
>DC 12

Now the trouble with being surrounded is that your only option is to be faster and meaner and crueler then your opponent. No amount of technique can save you when five guys are all around and ready to kick your ass.

When the guy with knife drops low with his knife hand down, and his buddies and Gene ready to beat the piss out of you there no time to do a fancy arm snap.

So you turn and in one lightning fast motion grab the goons hand push it back and twist. The combo of your iron grip and immense strenght has the desire effect. He drops the knife and loses focus.

Grupping his shoulder and plant your leg in front of him you his weight across your hip and shoulder and throw his ass into half of the mob.

The three go out nto the street just as Gene swings on you. A slip later and you planting a wide wild punch into Gene's face, His skin tears and you know that he has another scar to go with the first one.

The final goon you just casually leg trip him with your leg and send him onto the pacement. You spend a couple seconds pounding him him on the ground before stopping and collecting the knife.

Nice wooden handle, good carbon steel, a quality swotch blade, not the shitty stuff you see sold online. You'll keep this.

"See ya Gene, we'll talk again later."

From the ground Gene holds his bloody face.

"Fuck you you freak."

>Acquired swtich blade

You feel nice and warm on the inside on your way to school, and you even avoided getting any bloodstains on your uniform to boot. Today is gonna be okay.

By the school gates, you see Kimura and some other guys chatting. You wave to your new friend and you can guess his not so new friends.

"Hey Arthur, what's up man." Kimura offers a high five which you graciously accept.

"Not much just walked here from home, nothing out of the ordinary."

Kimura nods and points to his male companions. "These are my friends Toby Fletcher, and Suzaku Mishima, they're both on the baseball team with me. We've been friends since middle school."

You casually raise your hand at the pair. Fletcher has sandy blond hair, and a dull look on his face. Mishima is very pale and has sharp glaring eyes.

They both look at you with passive expressions on their faces.

"You like shooter games?" Fletcher asks.

"Yeah." Silence prevails for a time.

"Cool." Fletcher smiles and pulls out a magazine.

"There's this new one coming out calledread and its all about-" You walk into class with Fletcher still gushing about shooters. Mishima remains silent but a light tugging at the corners of his face tell you that he's ina good mood.

A little awkward but they seem to be decent guys.

Plopping down into your seat you bust out the pencils and paper while Mr. Fuiji drags his sorry ass into class.

Still a pretty good day so far.

(1/2)

>Class time passes and you have several free periods ove the course of the day. What do you do when you have the time?

[] Hang out wih Kimura and Co.

[] Join a club

[] Try to flirt with girls

[] Look at stuff on your phone

[] Write-in

>>2644533
>See if there are any thugs or delinquents you need to beat some sense into. (Mainly rumors/information gathering and not any actual fighting)
We need a real challenge.

>>2644533
>[] Hang out wih Kimura and Co.
See if they know anything about any of the clubs or other girls.

>>2644531
>[X] Join a club

Expand our horizons a bit.

>>2644533
>Extra studying at the library, it would be embarrassing to score negative on the tests this year.

Rolled 2 (1d4)

>>2644542
>>2644544
>>2644545
>>2644549
rolling 1d4 for which option wins

>>2644620
>Hang out with Kimura and CO.

You spend your lunch time with kimura and his buddies. Together on the practice fields, you eat in the shade of the dugout.

"So what positions do you guys play on the baseball team?"

Kimura rapidly chews his rice but before he can answer Mishima cuts him off.

"I'm a relief Pitcher, and a pinch hitter. Fletcher is a fielder and he's also a pinch hitter. Kimura is second baseman and is the leadoff batter for the team."

Mishima takes a quick swig of his water bottle before finishing.

"We need a clean-up hitter hitter to round out our batting lineup, our previous clean-up had to move due to family complications."

Mishima points at your right arm.

"You want to touch it?" Mishima nods.

You raise it and in response Mishima rolls up your sleeve and examines your arm, prodding your bicep and tricep. He grabs your shoulder and grips it tightly before gently moving your shoulder.

"You got solid arms, and supple shoulders, and I already know you have strong legs. With some practice you could become a great power hitter for the team. If you were so inclined of course."

Kimura glares lightly at his friend.

"Thanks for cutting me off there bud, real polite of you." Mishima snorts.

"Your welcome."

Fletcher stuffs some chips into mouth before adding his piece.

"If the team does well the coach buys barbacue after a game for everyone."

That does sound pretty nice.

"There any clubs for fighting or combat sports?" You pop a piece of shrimp into your mouth.

Fletcher answers "There used to be a boxing club but they ran low on members and the club disappeared. You could ask to start one but you would need a teacher to act as the advisor for it. Pain in the ass if you ask me but that the path if you want it."

Huh. Make your own club. Interesting concept. You didn't joun any clubs as Nakajima but that was because all the members were psychos, just like all the other students.

You carry on with your newfound friends until lunch is over and you complete classes.

>Relationship get with Toby Fletcher and Suzaku Mishima
>Toby Fletcher- a student at North High who enjoys shooter style videogames and plays baseball. He is not a great student.
>Suzaku Mishima- A student at North High who seems rather stoic but enjoys baseball. he does well in school.

>School has ended and now you go tot he arcade with Kimura and co.

>roll 1d20

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>2644655
Ones on the way!

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>2644655
Rollin'

>18
>It begins

>Writing

Walking down the street you chat amiably with your new friends. Everything is going well today. You settled that dispute with Gene without even needing to show up, and now you seem to be making more friends and expanding your social circle. despite everything that's happened so far in town, moving here seemed to be a good move.

>You are wrong boy. Very wrong

Everything around you explodes. One second you're on your feet an the next your whipping through the air before slamming into the asphalt.

Smoke obscures your vision, and everything hurts. When you try to lift yourself off the ground you taste blood in your mouth, and feel a stabbing pain in your side.

Reaching down you can touch the piece of brokwn concrete lodged in your side. You breath but the pain comes from the rest of your body not your lungs.

Good, nothing has knicked or pierced your lungs.

>roll 1d20+5 to stand

Rolled 11 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2644726
We aren't going down without a fight!

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>>2644727
>16
>DC 15

You stand up despite the oozing wound on your side, In the thick smoke you can't breathe or see.

Gotta run and check of the others are okay.

Burstng from the smog you scan your surroundings for any sign of your friends or any other civilians that may have been caught in the explosion.

The intersection you're on is empty, no one is present.

You reach into your pocket to call the police but your phone is gone, and peering back itnot he smog you see something walk out.

>pic related

The yellow armored figure seems to glow briefly before discharging either steam or smoke from its strange mouth piece.

The Yellow armored figure suddenly locks eyes with you.

"Hmmm. Can't have any witnesses, sorry pal lloks like you've had a bad stroke of luck."

The metal disk on the figure's forehead begins to glow read. That can't be good.

>roll 1d20+2 to dodge

Rolled 34 + 2 (1d50 + 2)

>>2644744

Rolled 19 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2644744
Woops wrong dice.

Rolled 7 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2644744

>>2644781
>21
>DC 18
You were right to start moving, because the yellow manthing just shot the place you were before with a laser of some kind.

"Slippery little shit. Hold still!" You don't obey the armored figure as it continues to fire red beams from its forehead. each missed beam melts the asphalt or burns through the wall of a building.

"Fine looks like I'll need to take a hands on approach to this." The yellow figure charges, lungng at you with a massvie punch.

Its faster then any physical blow you've ever seen and when you duck beneath it, you cal feel the wind coming off of it chaf your face.

The armored thing follows up with a sharp kick. This to you dodge, although you jacket and short is cut partially.

"Hmph. Need to get used to using these." Looking at the legs of the figure you see shimmering blades, and then you feel blood begin to run down your body.

You don't take your eyes off of the strange humanoid creature but you know that a massive gash has opened up on your chest.

"Alright enough. Now's you die and all that, now stand still it will be less painful that way."

You see the yellow creature rise and float in the air, before bringing its hands together. You see the space between its palm warp and you notice that the wind is beginning to pick up.

What ever its doing its beyond lethal you can't tank its next attack.

You break into a run, but the you see the space between the armored thing'spalm shoot outward like a sphere and almost as if in frozen time you see it before you die.

Only you don't die. You're stuck in place. In fact everything seems stuck in place. Time appears as though it has stopped.

The world around begins to fade and you are left in darkness.

>Alright I was waiting for this.

>Hey kid You hear me?

You still can't move or speak but you understand that someone seems to be talking to you.

>Good. Alright I'm gonna cut right to the chase because obviously wasting time is gonna be shotty for both of us so. Here's the deal

A Dark armored figure flashes into existance, holding a massive two handed sword.

>I'm the dark knight yadda, yadda, yadda champion of justice, protector of the weak, and all that bullshit. Blah blah blah.

>I am a hero or at least I used to be. I fought the good fight, went undefeated and then I got old and died but you see this sword here?

Yes you are quite aware that the figure is holding a sword. That thing is nearly as tall as the armored figure after all.

>Well after I died my soul became bound to this sword until I found a successor, someone to take my place using the sword for good.

>Well congratulations my friend because you are now the owner of this sword, and the destroyer of evil and all that.

Wait what about your say in the matter you don't even know this stranger figure, it could be a demon for you know.

(1/2)

(2/2)
>I sense your reluctance kid but you don't have a choice in the matter. I'm giving it to you and you're gonna have to deal with it. That being said the sword gives you superpowers and conjures this bag ass suit ofarmor to protect you and your identity so it's not all bad

You can't even say anything as the figure places the sword in your frozen hands.

>Sorry kind, but I've done my piece and I want to move on, I can sense just a little of that heroic spirit in you so, maybe you'll be able to handle it, so good luck

>Also if you want to use the swords powers just think about it really hard. It used to be you had to say a power phrase but the villains started attacking when you were trying to say it so that's changed.

Yeah you were really excited about that feature.

>time is about to start again but now you have the sword in hand

What do you do?
[] write-in

I'm gonna take a break for a while, Ill be back later.

>>2644843
>Bat the attack back.

>>2644843
>Well might as well just go with the flow, time to fuck this dude up.

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>>2644854
>>2645241

In the length of time that you stay frozen you have more time then you would like to reflect on your current life choices. Fighting endlessly, to the point that it began to worry and drive away the few friends you had, not making more of an effort to push your parents to stop ignoring you and build a relationship, making more of an effort to be a huge asshole so a fucking magic sword of justice wouldn't choose you to become some underwear on the outside of his pants superhero.

Way too much time to think about your life choices. Ad time begins to move forward, you grip the hilt and take it in both hands.

Concentrate. Concentrate. Draw on the power in the sword. What do heroes usually say when they need to transform?

HENSHIN!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IL_gP-73FeI

>roll 1d20+5 Bo2 to reflect the guyver pressure cannon

Rolled 8 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2645413
BAP!

Rolled 15 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2645413

Rolled 7 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2645413
FULL REVERSAL

>>2645432
>>2645434
>20
>DC 15
>Reversed!

You take plant your foot solidly and swing for everything your worth.

The compressed ball of death resists your blade for a split second but in the end your steel trumps the strange yellow warrior's projectile.

When the reflected sphere strikes the yellow figure in vaguely leaves a spherical indent....right before punching a BIG ass hole in its stomach.

"Uh ugh wah." The yellow armored prick leans on its elbow as blood pours from its gaping torso wound.

"Serves you right dickhole." You growl.

But...now what. You stand around as the yellow guy basically bleeds out. You don't even know what he was trying to do or why he needed to kill you because you saw him.

"Uh...so, why were you try to kill me? I mean since you're dying and all."

The yellow figure chuckles grimmly before coughing.

"Might as well. Since I'm bleeding out."The figure bids you to get closer.

>Do you get closer?
[] Yes. Might as well
[] Fuck No. This is most defintely a trap.

>>2645523
[x] Fuck No. This is most defintely a trap.
[x] Have him tell you from a distance. You got two perfectly working ears.

>>2645523
>[X] Yes. Might as well
But do so slowly. Don't come within melee distance, but close enough that he won't need to spend too much effort in talking.

>>2645523
>>2645538
second

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>>2645538
>>2645586

You slowly approach, keeping in mind to stay out of reach. You only get close enough that the dying man, creature, thing doesn't need to exert itself to talk to you.

"Dumbass." The yellow creature tears open its own chest to reveal 2 shining orbs that crackle with energy. Then a flash comparable to the sun.

>Roll 1d20

>>2645642
Used wrong handle again.

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>2645642

>>2645645
>10
>You survive the point blank blast but you're pretty fucked up

Holding the sword to block the blast you are engulfed in searing white hot agony. You feel the armor around you seemingly melt into your skin.

As quickly as it happened, the blast ends, and you remain intact, albeit in quite a bit of pain.

"Ah. Shit. You weren't supposed to survive one of those." The Armored asshole, seems to be partially healed. The hole in its stomach has begun closing with more armor being built.

What do you do?
[] Try to forcefully interrogate the armored figure
[] Waste this asshole on the spot (That point blank shot fucking hurt)

>>2645668
>Waste this asshole on the spot
Finish him off with a rapid flurry of punches, before remembering you have a sword, and stab his stomach.

I'll stop here for tonight. I'll be back by 2PM tomorrow.

>>2645668
>[X] Waste this asshole on the spot (That point blank shot fucking hurt)

>>2645668
[X] Waste this asshole on the spot (That point blank shot fucking hurt)

We tried playing nice. Fuck this dipshit.

>>2645668
[X] Waste this asshole on the spot (That point blank shot fucking hurt)
I FUCKING KNEW IT WAS A TRAP.

>>2645783
We should have listened

>>2645668
>[] Waste this asshole on the spot (That point blank shot fucking hurt)

>>2645789
Do me a favor and make sure we don't die because of this and we'll call it even.

baseball knight? baseball knight.

>>2645695
>>2645768
>>2645770
>>2645783
>>2645797

Nope. Not gonna let this...whatever the fuck it is get away with laser blasting you in the face like that. You tried to be nice but nope, this asshole decides to try and murder you. Now its time for a beatdown.

>How do you administer this beatdown?

[] Sheathe your blade and brawl. You're way stronger and faster now

[] Swing this sword. You may not know dick about swordplay but this thing is sharp as hell and you can swing it extremely hard.

>>2646485
>[] Sheathe your blade and brawl. You're way stronger and faster now
safest and most effective option, discounting some anime bullshit like the sword transferring knowledge on how to wield it

>>2646512
>roll 1d20+5 Bo2

Rolled 20 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2646596
Furious Punching Begin

Rolled 18 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2646596
This better not have us lose an arm.

>>2646619
>20!
>Critical success!

You plant the sword in the concrete and swing on the yellow bastard.

You don't know if the armored jerk expected you to start beating the shit out of him, but you lay into him with a long string of armor reinforced punches.

You take extra care to deliver lots of liver shots and body blows to exploit the still present hole in your opponents body.

Some feeble attempts to cut you with those leg blades and then some similar blades on the armored monsterman's arms but to be honest they glance off your suit of armror and you continue with the beatdown.

"Nope. Nope. Fuck you kid." The yellow bastard retreats and opens his/its chest again.

You done fucked up now.

Dashing inside your opponenets guard you grab the two orbs as they charge and tear them out with your clawed gauntlets. It coats you in purplish blood/red blood but it stops chest blaster from firing.

Crouching slightly you perform a takedown and slam captain chest laser into the concrete. At this point you kind of wild out but you distinctly feel that you're hammering the dude's face with hundreds of punches.

When you regain your faculties the head is gone and the yellow armor seems to be....eating its own insides.

Ugh. You don't know at all what that creature was or what it was trying to accomplish but its dead and that's perfectly fine with you.

Surveying your surroundings you notice that the landscape is remarkably intact. Even the spot where you got hit with the chest laser is mostly intact, probably because you ate most of the damage.

You suddenly realize that the sword is in your hand again, its gold holt glimmers in your hand, contrasting to your dark armor. Did this thing just teleport into your hand?

Whatever, you gotta go look for Kimura and the others to make sure they're okay.

>sometime later

You find the place where you first got blown up, and there you find your friends unconcious and being attended by papamedics.

How far did you get blown away? Also where the fuck did that yellow asshole fire from, because you don't see any other damaged area then the side of the building that got fucked.

"Hey you there, stop! Identify yourself!"

The yell could only be from a cop and looking at the source of the noise ou see, a full tactical swat teams worth of cops.

Thet have their guns raised and they're coming right for you.

>What do you do?
[] Try to reason with them and tell them about the yellow guy.
[] Bail. The cops aren't going to listen to a wierdo in magic armor, and even if they do 100% they'll order you to reveal your identity or arrest you for openly carrying a sword, this isn't Texas

>>2646687
>[x] Try to reason with them and tell them about the yellow guy.

If they continue to not listen then just straight up bail on them.

>>2646687
>[] Try to reason with them and tell them about the yellow guy.

>>2646716
>>2646747
>Try to reason with the cops

"Officers I'm not exactly in a postion to identify myself, but I have some information on who exploded that building over there."

The cops draw their guns and form a wall of ballistic shields,

"Put. Down. The. Sword. And put your hands up. Do not move."

Okay no you're not doing this.

"Okay just for the record, some wierd yellow armored gey with a lsaer in his forehead, blades on his legs and arms, and a big blaster thing in his chest did this and he tried to murder a kid and I took him out. So you better go over there." You point to the location of your fight.

"And investigate or whatever." You break for it.

Despite being in a big ass suit of armor you run pretty fast, really fast. Rushing down the streets you pass the buildings and later people in a flash.

Some bullets whiz by your head. Looking over your shoulder you see about 3 police helicopter and a mrtric shit ton of police cuirsers chasing you.

Well shit.

Time to evade the police before you have to self defence the police force to death.

.>Roll 1d20+2 Bo2 for outrunning the police

Rolled 4 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2646806
Dice don't make us slip on a banana peel.

Rolled 19 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2646806
Big money!

>>2646836
>21
>Success

Alright so the sword grants power when you think about it really hard. So the logic would follow that if you thought about the sword giving additional power for speed, it would do that right?

The feeling of your body pulling itself apart as you suddenly accelerate down the street is less then pleasant.

Luckily your body holds despite the sudden burst of speed. You can't really see what going on around you due to the tunnel vision but once you slow down you realze you've reache the edge of town.

No fucking idea how you avoided slamming into a building but you're not dead, you have all of your limbs and you avoided a confrontation with the police.

Now the only problem that remains is finding your friends again and making your way through town and getting your shit back. You lsot both your phone and your book bag in the explosion.

Then there's the fact that you are still in this suit of armor. You'll need to remove it and make the sword disappear before going back into town.

>Encounter ended
>Acquired Black Knight's sword (Transformation available)

>Thread end

Thanks for participating.

This was a test to see if this quest has any potential. I have several other quests running right now so this will be on the back burner for a while, but If one of the other quests die or become completed I'll return to this one.

>>2646877
nice quest man, looking forwards to seeing it continue at some point.

>>2646877
Cool. I'll definitely keep an eye out for it's return. Thanks for running!

>>2646877
MIssed the ending, but definitely going to keep an eye out for this in the future. I dig it.

>>2646877
What other quests are you running?

>>2647134
I run Titanic tournament quest under TitanQM and Sword and sorcery Quest under the same moniker. I alternate between quests every other week.

Titanic tournament is a quest about a supersoldier who builds his own several mile tall super robot to compete in a galactic giant robot fighting tournament.

Sword and sorcery quest is a quest where you explore a sword and sorcery setting as a happy go lucky adventurer from (not)homeric greece.

>>2634836
This is Titanic Tournament #8
There's a link for the archived threads in the first post (I fudged #7 accidentally during archiving and it says 8)