In a moment of boldness, you take the beam head-on. You're completely swallowed by the intense heat, but your suit... Who you are now... Nothing this waste of orange flesh does could stop you!

You fly forward through the beam, completely blinded by the red glow of the blast. After some distance, you emerge from the upper half of the heated arc, just above Helfire's sweat-drenched head of hair.

“N-NO WAY!” He shouts in surprise, but it soon turns into cries of pain as your clawed hand swipes him across the face.

He falls over on his knees, screaming and shaking in pain as he holds onto his face, blood pouring from between his fingers.

You simply loom over him, raising one of your arm blades in preparation to take his head.

“Stop crying, and use what life you have left to pick a god to pray to! Tonight, you die by my hand!”

“No!”

You freeze up. The voice you heard just now, it was in your head, and you know exactly who it is.

“... 02?” You question through the internal com link, and she doesn't hesitate to explain herself.

“You can't kill him! Not yet! We need him alive if we want to get to Vegas.” She begins to inform you.

“And by 'we' I mean everyone back in Jump City. Bring him to us, and don't let Luthor or anyone else stop you. We're ending all of this tonight.”

A: "You know, that's easier said than done. I also have an unconscious Ultraman to get back to once I'm finished with this creep."

B: "What the hell do you need him for? I'm going to have to explain to my wife why I'm not wasting him yet."

C: "Oh, so you wouldn't come back with me to see your mom, but now you expect me to do this for you? You're a real pain in the ass, you know that?"

D: "I have a better idea; why don't you bring everyone here and we'll have a big team-up going. No more of this guerilla warfare crap."

>>2935446
>A

>>2935446
>B: "What the hell do you need him for? I'm going to have to explain to my wife why I'm not wasting him yet."

>>2935446
>A: "You know, that's easier said than done. I also have an unconscious Ultraman to get back to once I'm finished with this creep."

>>2935446
WOOOOO, my day was complete shit, and I am happy to be here!
>
B: "What the hell do you need him for? I'm going to have to explain to my wife why I'm not wasting him yet."
>C: "Oh, so you wouldn't come back with me to see your mom, but now you expect me to do this for you? You're a real pain in the ass, you know that?"
Help the sisbot.

>>2935446
>A: "You know, that's easier said than done. I also have an unconscious Ultraman to get back to once I'm finished with this creep."

>>2935460
>>2935476
>>2935502
Roll D100!

Rolled 66 (1d100)

>>2935514

Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>2935514

Rolled 27 (1d100)

>>2935514

Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>2935514
dice please

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>>2935526
fucking god damnit.

>>2935541
It's all 02 fault. She screwed our kill!

>>2935446
>A

"You know, that's easier said than done. I also have an unconscious Ultraman to get back to once I'm finished with this creep."

“Leave him! Our fight with Vegas is far greater than that!” 02 urges, and as she speaks Helfire returns to his feet.

“Whah... What's the deal? I thought you were ready to kill me...” He says through heavy gasps for air, one of his eyes swollen shut from your previous attack.

“Yeah, but this whole universe hopping crap has really gone tits up.” You start to respond, keeping your firm gaze locked onto Helfire.

“If I just leave Ultraman, he could get up at any moment and return to his syndicate. If that happens, there's no doubt he'll just assemble the team and launch an all out attack on the Justice League, or god knows what else as long as he sees it as a way of maintaining control!”

“And if you kill Helfire, Vegas will hold nothing back as he tries to wipe out this Earth!” 02 quickly responds.

“What you're looking at is the only thing that monster wants to protect! If we have him, we can probably manipulate Vegas into a much easier demise. Please, we've lost so many innocent people, and this could be our only chance and bringing them justice.”

“So your destroyed city matters more than the rest of this planet? Be rational, 02.” You advise her, watching as the alien in front of you starts to get anxious.

“Reno, once he's done here he's not going to stop. Not until all life is wiped out on this Earth.” She coldly informs you, and the last bit of her reply does send a bit of a chill down your spine.

“And when he's done with this one, yours will be next.”

You grumble, preparing to speak to Helfire once again.

A: “I changed my mind. I'm not going to kill you... My wife is.”

B: “Well, it looks like there's been a change of plans. You aren't going to die, but you are going to have a horrible headache when you wake up!”

Well at least now we can get blackfire to meet alter universe Blackfire and put a bun in alter-Blackfire oven.

>>2935625
>B: “Well, it looks like there's been a change of plans. You aren't going to die, but you are going to have a horrible headache when you wake up!”

>>2935625
>B: “Well, it looks like there's been a change of plans. You aren't going to die, but you are going to have a horrible headache when you wake up!”

>C:"Also you will need to explain to my wife why i'm not allowing her to execute the murderer from her race. Oh yeah forgot to mentioned? I'm married with the queen of Tamarean in my universe. And she is even worse then me so get ready to try explain it to her."

i want to kill him but i would rather have Vega targeting us here in his earth rather then going after Rena or the others in our earth for revenge. We are not doi g this becausr it's the right thing we just don't have a way to protect two earths. Specialy is Owlman managed to figured out a way to teleport between the earths.

>>2935625
this>>2935641

>>2935641
I'll second C.

>>2935625
>B: “Well, it looks like there's been a change of plans. You aren't going to die, but you are going to have a horrible headache when you wake up!”
>>2935641
Pretty sure they already met.

>>2935663
02 and Blackfire? Not in this reality i think.

>>2935625
>B: “Well, it looks like there's been a change of plans. You aren't going to die, but you are going to have a horrible headache when you wake up!”

>>2935675
Huh, nevermind then.

>>2935641
This

>>2935625
>B

You breathe an annoyed sigh.

“Well, it looks like there's been a change of plans. You aren't going to die, but you are going to have a horrible headache when you wake up!”

And with that, you give him a hard uppercut to the chin!

His eyes roll back and the back of his head hits the ground with an audible smack! He won't be bothering you or anyone else for a while...

Turning your attention away from Helfire, you give 02 a parting message.

“You're the one who's going to have explain why she's not allowed to waste this guy for his crimes against her civilization. She's not going to be happy about this.”

“I will, and with any luck she'll get her chance later... Thank you. We'll be waiting.” She answers, and ends the transmission with you.

“RENO!”

Oh boy, here we go.

Blackfire's heels crack the ground with every stomp, and she's already hunched over in her “marital dispute” pose as she gets in your face.

“Mind telling me WHY you spaced out when you were about to take his head?! Did that warrior ego of yours go 'hurrr, maybe he will make a good fight later'?!”

You talk through gritted teeth.

“You need to stop bringing up that incident. It was 2 years ago on a planet that isn't there anymore.”

“Oh, but it's here on this universe, so I can bring up the Citadelian banner lord YOU let live because you wanted to fight him again, and then when he tried to personally assassinate you on Kaldan-2, I was the one who got shot in the ass!” She shouts back, giving a frustrated kick into the downed Helfire.

“And your ass HEALED! The scar is barely noticeable, and the damn tattoo practically hides it anyway!” You respond, with a kick of your own.

“It's not about the wound, idiot! If you had just killed that wouldn't have even happened, so now what's this sick little shit going to do?! Melt one of my tits?!”

“I'm gonna do it if you don't stop nagging me in the middle of a goddamn burning street! I literally came down here and saved your ass--”

“Uh, YOU saved me?! I was just caught off guard, and if you had just minded your own business he would've died by my hand seconds ago!”
“Caught off guard? Is that why you were pissing your panties earlier? Or was that to put out the fire he covered you with?”

“FUCK YOU!”

“FUCK YOU!!”

–

[Continued in the next post]

>>2935748
And then they fuck.

>>2935748
Blackfire flies by your side, though she remains a few feet away. Aside from you trying to explain why you're carrying Helfire to Jump City, it's been a silent flight.

You're in a foul mood after all that arguing on the way up here, and judging by Blackfire's folded arms she must be feeling the same way.

It's... Painfully awkward. You should say something.

A: “... How did you get here anyway?”

B: “So... Feel like apologizing yet?”

C: “... Goddammit, fine. I'm sorry.”

D: “... You want to fight it out, don't you?”

E: Don't. Say. Anything.

>>2935757
>A

>>2935757
>D: “... You want to fight it out, don't you?”
later in bed though

>>2935757
>A: “... How did you get here anyway?”

>>2935757
>E: Don't. Say. Anything.

>>2935757
>>2935762
Supporting
Fight it out like old times, possibly leading to Rena getting a lil' bro/sis

>>2935757
>E.

Is a better option since 02 is the one who is going to explaing everything and i want her to see the bullshit she put us in.

>>2935757
>D: “... You want to fight it out, don't you?”

>>2935757
>A: “... How did you get here anyway?”

>>2935757
>E: Don't. Say. Anything.

>>2935757
>A

genuinely curious on this one

>>2935757
>E: Don't. Say. Anything.

>>2935788
>>2935786
>>2935785
>>2935784
>>2935775
>>2935767
>>2935766
>>2935762
>>2935761
Sorry for being a bit late!

Looks like we have a three way tie though!

I'll try something different to speed things up, though. Instead of a majority revote, the first reply to this post with either A, D or E votes wins!

>>2935817
D!

>>2935817
>A

>>2935819
The D wins!

>>2935817
>>E

>>2935827
So out of place...but whatever

>>2935757
>D

“... You want to fight it out, don't you?”

She sighs.

“Yes.”

You nod, and you immediately try to contact 02.

“... Hmm? Is that you Reno?” She answers, sounding a bit surprised that you got the hang of the internal communication system.

“Yeah, listen is it alright if I just drop this guy off somewhere closeby? I uh... I got something I need to take care of. Something intimate.” You ask, trying to avoid saying you're about to mutually commit domestic assault with Blackfire.

“... Is it really important?” She asks, sounding suspicious.

“Yeah it's... Family stuff. Look just give me a location and I can leave him for you.”

“No, it's fine. I have a fix on your flight path. Just let go of him and I might even make it to him before he hits the ground.” She responds, and she just as quickly hangs up, clearly in a rush to get to you.

Well, alright then.

You simply drop Helfire, watching his limp body sink into the clouds below you.

“We'll get back to him later.” You tell her.

With a nod, she silently directs you to follow her as you veer off course from central Jump City.

–

You're both standing at opposite ends of one another, your feet sinking into the damp sand beneath you.

She picked a vacant coastal area to spar, one with only rocks and the sea breeze to spectate the fight.

Blackfire puts a hand to her shoulders, detaching the deep-purple cape from her shoulders and letting it fall to the ground.

You raise your fists, ready to do battle with your wife... Again.

[Roll D100 to decide the winner!]

Rolled 14 (1d100)

>>2935861
What a blast from the past

Rolled 13 (1d100)

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Rolled 46 (1d100)

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>>2935869
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>>2935873
thatsmyfetish.png

Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>2935861

Our wife is about to hand us our ass. Hopefully we'll at least get nookie out of it, I don't mind a little femdom.

>>2935872
>>2935873
>>2935876
Blackfire hasn't slacked off during the timeskip I see. And I'm gonna go with "Reno finds 'Blackfire in combat' distractingly hot" for why she's so thoroughly kicking his ass.

Well hopefully we can move on to 02's plan after this, cause god damn is this dragging on.

>>2935861
She's... Really damn mad at you.

Through the exchange of physical blows, she's totally overwhelming you. You get the sense that she's putting all of her emotions behind her fists... And, that's why you two do this.

You both kind of suck at the “mediating couple” thing, so this brutal beatdown is your go-to for disputes.

And, well, it works! If words aren't good enough, understanding someone through how hard their fist hits your stomach will definitely do the trick.

As she lays a beating on you, you understand how deeply your words affected her, and how refusing to kill Helfire thanks to a voice in her head can seem like betraying her trust.

As the fight continues, her blows soften. She can understand how frustrating this has been for you, being stuck in a place like this away from your family.

Punches turn into warm touches.

Heabutts turn into eskimo kisses.


And grapples turn into loving caresses.

Another argument settled between you and your wife.

–

Your mother, 02 and for some reason, Lain all look at you and Blackfire wide-eyed.

On your way there, your wife had shared many laughs and smiles through reminiscing previous arguments, and currently her head was nestled next to yours as you were both wrapped up in her cape...

Though... The cuts, bruises and scrapes probably look a bit concerning to everyone else.

“Oh my god!” Your mother is the first to speak with genuine concern, rushing over to you.

“Who did this to you? Why is that Teen Tyrant snuggling up against my precious boy?” She worries aloud, trying to mover your arm away from her.

However, you gently push her aside as you begin to ease her troubled mind.

“No, no. She's the Blackfire from my Earth, and my adorable wifey-wifey!” You gush, giving her a small peck on the cheek that makes her giggle with glee.

“Aww, hubby-wubby...” She coos, nuzzling the side of your face.

“This is... Really fuckin' gay.” Lain remarks, chomping down on a cigar just as 02 gives her a disciplinary jab with her elbow.
“Wait... Oh my god, what is... Lain and... WHAT?!” Blackfire has finally been taken out of the romantic cloud hanging over your heads, pointing a rude finger at 02.

“It's Rena! Your sister is alive, holy shiii... Oh, right.” Blackfire deflates, remembering where she is.

“Uhm...” 02 chokes out, her face turning a bit red.

“I.. I think I need to make more coffee, maybe heat up an MRE or two! Lain, would you mind?” Your mother asks, trying to desperately ease the awkward mood before it sets in.

Lain just rolls an eye, stepping out of the main room and towards a door on the opposite side.

“We can all have dinner, get to know each other, and...”

Your mother's smile turns dark, toying with a scalpel in her hand.

“Get to know Vegas' boyfriend as well.”

[To be continued tomorrow!]

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>>2935961
Sorry for ending it here, but I'm very very very very very tired after work!

Hope your ready for a fun dinner conversation followed by interrogation! And yes, I did mean to rhyme!

>>2935964
Goodnight, see ya tomorrow.

>>2935961
>“This is... Really fuckin' gay.” Lain remarks
Says the military bulldyke.

>>2935964
thanks for running pal

>“It's Rena! Your sister is alive, holy shiii... Oh, right.” Blackfire deflates, remembering where she is.

>“Uhm...” 02 chokes out, her face turning a bit red.

Wait i just realized something. Is this the first time 02 is realizing that there was a version of hers in our reality?

Because since Reno got here it looked like we were more taking her place, both as a hero and as a child for our mother, but now she is realizing we are just seeing her as our bratty chunnin sister?

>>2936720
Didn't we give mom the whole rundown on our life when she rebuilt us? Or am I misremembering?
This is going to be a fun dinner.
Also, I love that Kom and Reno are just... just disgustingly in love.

>>2936720
....no dumbass, we told her and mom that stuff earlier when we first showed up. THAT, is her response to seeing Blackfire in ripped up clothes snuggled up against us.

>>2936727
Pure love is a rare thing, I wonder how Superman is feeling about our lovey dovey moment here, if he can hear us at the moment.

>>2936747
I think Supes is polite enough to tune that sort of thing out.
Batman, however, is undoubtedly spying on us and thinks this is some secret supervillain scheme.

>>2936751
Pffft, Bats has been watching us for years now, he knows we're just sappy sons of bitches.

>>2936754
>Batman has TERABYTES of Kom and Reno's sappy love talk
Hilarious

>>2936756
"Sir, if you keep listening to them I am going to be forced to get the tissues again."
"Its fine Alfred, I don't have a problem.....its like having one of those telenova shows on."

>>2936762
If Tamaraneans have integrated enough, there might actually be a Tamaranean telenovela, with fuck-fighting.

>>2936766
Wait a sec, do our boys an girls go to nearby gyms and fight-fuck the goers?

>>2936776
Depends on where they go. It's been a few years, not sure how widespread they are.

>>2936779
I just want to see if our emo Broly boy is with our favorite Coffee girl.

>>2936745
Don't be so harsh dude. Details tend to be forgotten when the run times are so far apart.

>>2936866
While that may be fair, the obvious set up and punchline is unforgivable a mistake to make when reading. That's fucking retarded.

Testing for fuckery.

Um, don't know if this is working, but in case you didn't see in the discord or twitter, 4chan seems to be having issues and my posts aren't making it through, so I'll try again tomorrow! I'm just hoping this one magically gets in!

I think it's working again.

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>>2935973
But see anon that's what makes it sting all the more, when the actual homosexual is calling you gay, that's when you really know you're gay.

>>2935961
Calorie bars, canned stew, crackers, a pack of M&Ms... Boy, your mom's MRE dinners were... Food, you guess.

Of course, you remained on your best behavior when it came to the military rations that had been prepared for the table, but it wasn't easy...

You all sat together on a worn poker-table, just big enough to fit the whole family and their meals.

It's been mostly quiet. Blackfire, with her strange Tamaranean appetite, had no problems devouring the food in front of her. Lain, as expected, had no issues with it either, but she kept a watchful eye on everyone else as she slowly bit down on a stale brick of marble cake.

02 didn't eat. She just kept her eyes down while your mother began to speak.

“So... How long have you two been married?”

“Ah... 5 years.” You answer, sheepishly nibbling at the beef stew that came in your MRE package.

“But we've been in love since the day we first met!” Blackfire chimes in, dropping her fork to lean against you and pet a hand down your chest.

“Well, initially I was going to manipulate him, betray him and then leave him to die... But I found out how he's just the sweetest and most caring man in the world! He was at the top of his class in less than a day, but when I thought I would have to start my little plan to snatch his position, well...”

Her eyelids flutter dreamily.

“He just gave it to me! I couldn't believe I was about to wrap such a gentleman up in one of my schemes...”

“I can't believe you're a bigger shitbird than this world's Blackfire...” You hear Lain quietly mumble, but lucky for her your wife misses the commando's remark.

“Oh, you two met in school? What were you studying? Following in your Father's engineering footsteps, I bet...”

“Well--” Blackfire starts, but you feel the need to cut her off.

A: “Marketing! I uh... I started a business of my own, got myself a tower too.”

B: “Yep! I just love engineering like my old departed dad... Ahaha....”

C: “Well it was more of an academy for metahumans learning how to work together... Like bees... In a hive...”

D: “What about my sister over there? How'd you meet with your girlfriend, eh?”

>>2939135
>C: “Well it was more of an academy for metahumans learning how to work together... Like bees... In a hive...”

>>2939135
>D: “What about my sister over there? How'd you meet with your girlfriend, eh?”

>>2939135
>C: “Well it was more of an academy for metahumans learning how to work together... Like bees... In a hive...

>>2939135
>E: "It was a school for wanna be villains with villains as teachers. But don't worry, I dropped out."

>>2939135
>C: “Well it was more of an academy for metahumans learning how to work together... Like bees... In a hive...”

>"Was kinda tricked into getting into it as first but no memories having to eat garbage to survive and being forced to join a biker gang to not die of hunger."

>>2939168
More like our wirld version of 02 practically killed everyone by sucking up their brains and planting the data into androids that mimic their meta-human problems.

>>2939135
>"I kind of joined a supervillain highschool, because of my amnesia. Was working for a yakuza street gang before that."

>>2939190
And before that was living naked in the street feeding from garbage. People even said i used to eat carboard boxes

>>2939197
Ah our hobo days, such memories. Like the other hobo that fucked dudes we shanked. good times.

>>2939197
Bold of them, to suggest we got to eat.

>>2939202
Or that one guy with a cool vlack outfit and long ass red cape. Still can't remember if him and the clown were real or we just had eaten something rotten from the garbage can.

>>2939214
Oh yeah that guy with the green eyes. Allen something? I think he had a big chair made of garbage, that was pretty sweet.

>>2939135
>C

“Well it was more of an academy for metahumans learning how to work together... Like bees... In a hive...”

“... Did you ever wonder what the bee-hive thing was about? Like, no one even had stingers or anything.” Blackfire remarks, gulping down the beef stew.


“I don't know...” You quietly answer. It's never really crossed your mind.


“Huh. We had something similar, got nuked by Vegas.” Lain coldly adds, not looking up from her food.

“So Vegas is like, what, the third asshole clone of you?” Blackfire asks you, quirking an eyebrow.

“Third? Oh right, Rena, Battery Bot and this guy... Forgot all about Battery Bot. Anyway,” You begin dropping your fork onto the plastic tray.

“Apparently he looks just like me, and he's even worse than that shitstain we have locked in the other room... That's all I really know.”

“He's nothing.” 02 suddenly speaks up, catching both you and your wife's attention.

“Don't glorify him and speak of the terrors he's spread across this city. Once we're done with him, we'll make sure history forgets his name.”

“Fuck that. Parade his dead-ass around the country and leave on the syndicate's doorstep like a flaming turd in a sack.” Lain says with a mouth full of food.

Your mom just keeps silent, but she looks deeply troubled, as if the subject hurts something deep inside her.

A: “... You okay mom?”

B: “... Hey, mom? You wanna see some baby pictures?”

C: “Hey, don't count your chickens before they hatch. You guys better have a stellar plan for taking him out if you're going to talk that big.”

D: “Whatever we do... Just let me get a few good shots in, alright?”

>>2939270
>B: “... Hey, mom? You wanna see some baby pictures?”

>>2939270
>B: “... Hey, mom? You wanna see some baby pictures?”
read the room dykes

>>2939270
>A: “... You okay mom?”

>>2939270
>B: “... Hey, mom? You wanna see some baby pictures?”

>>2939270
>B: “... Hey, mom? You wanna see some baby pictures?”

>>2939280
Even after all the shit Vegas did he is still, kinda her son too she must still have some love for him, as a mother i mean.

>>2939300
Well, it's not everyday you manufacture a walking Holocaust

>>2939270
C: “Hey, don't count your chickens before they hatch. You guys better have a stellar plan for taking him out if you're going to talk that big.”

I mean ... he is us, after all. Even if 02 already handed us our own busted ass earlier this week.

>>2939301
Actually Vegas us only using Owlman tech. She didn't create Vegas since she used her work to create 02 and upgrade us.

>>2939260
Yay someone understood my shitty reference!

>>2939313
Anon, Spawn was the shit growing up. I kind of dropped off after the Spawn versus God and Satan arc though. I'm fine with that, felt like a good place to end anyway. I should go back and read the rest of Al's story someday though.

>>2939270
>B: “... Hey, mom? You wanna see some baby pictures?”

>>2939359
Man spawn was the shit i kinda stopped around that part too

>>2939270
>B

“... Hey, mom? You wanna see some baby pictures?”

Her head perks up, looking confused as if she didn't hear you right.

“Baby...?” She asks.

You just smile, reaching for your wallet and opening it.

A flap falls all the way down to the floor in a heap, holding a vast collection of photos of Rena as she grows up.

“It's our beautiful daughter. Her name's Rena, named after my sister in my Earth.” You tell her, lifting the flap onto the table.

“I didn't know you had a little girl...” She says softly, starting to inspect the pictures with a small smile forming on her face.

“She learned how to fly a few months ago, and she just LOVES flying headfirst into both of us.” Blackfire adds, putting an arm around you.

“She's so precious, but sometimes she's too strong for us to catch. I remember she broke one of my ribs a while ago.”

“Huh... “ Lain remarks, leaning over to get a look at the pictures herself.

“Cute little shit... Tutu, you want one of these, because I don't know if I can squeeze one of those little suckers out at my age.”

“LAIN!” 02 shouts, her face red as she gives the snicker commando a punch on the shoulder.

“Oh... Look at her little white tuft of hair.” Your mom fawns, delighted to see the closest thing she'll have to a grandchild.

You lean back in your seat, taking this moment in. It's strange how in a desolate place like this, you can still bask in the warm glow of a family.

A few more laughs and discussions are shared, but it doesn't last long. It can't last long. All the smiles shared in this room will mean nothing if you don't bring down Vegas, so you can't waste any time breaking Helfire for information.

You stand at the door with your mother and Lain, Blackfire and 02 opting to stay outside to maintain security.

Your mother hesitates for a moment, her hand gripping the handle of the heavy door tightly.

A: “You know, if you don't want to do this we can take care of it. Right Lain?”

B: “So... What do we need out of this bastard anyway?”

C: “Wait, hold on... Shouldn't we decide who gets to go at him first?”

D: “Are we doing good cop-bad cop? Because I don't know if that'll work for three of us.”

>>2939387
>A: “You know, if you don't want to do this we can take care of it. Right Lain?”

>>2939387
>A: “You know, if you don't want to do this we can take care of it. Right Lain?”

>>2939387
>A: “You know, if you don't want to do this we can take care of it. Right Lain?”

>>2939387
>B

>>2939387
>B: “So... What do we need out of this bastard anyway?”

>>2939387
>A: “You know, if you don't want to do this we can take care of it. Right Lain?”
>E. Hey mom, when all this blows over do you....uh....want to come meet your alternate universe grand-daughter? She doesn't really have any..... (cough)living(cough)....grandparents in our world. She'd probably love to meet you and 02.

>>2939387
>A

“You know, if you don't want to do this we can take care of it. Right Lain?”

“She's not hesitating because of her conscience, kid.” Lain remarks, lighting up another cigar.

“... Mhmm. No, I was just thinking of the right song to play.” Your mom sweetly answers, opening the door.


Helfire is strapped to what look's like a dentist's chair, but it's clearly had some modifications.

There's a thick steel band welded across his eyes, as well as two “shells” trapping his hands. Both are red hot as Helfire had tried to burn through them, and luckily he hadn't by the time you arrived.

“CUNTS! FUCKERS!!! COME HERE AND I'LL BITE THROATS OUT!!!!”

Helfire is a rabid dog the moment the three of you step in, wildly thrashing and cursing like a maniac as you watch him struggle.

“Let's see...”

Your mother walks over to a nearby stereo, fiddling with it as music starts to fill the room.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8B9IrmiW9U8

“Really?” Lain remarks, blowing smoke into the air.

“Really.” Your mother responds, going behind Helfire and unclamping the steel band around his eyes.

The only gratitude he offers towards the gesture is thrashing his head and slobbering across his chin, looking completely derranged.

“Heh... Sick piece of shit isn't used to being in this position.” Lain comments, looking over at your mother.

“I'm first, right?”

Watching your mom, she goes over to a nearby metal cabinet and opens it, displaying a collection of... Well, “persuasion tools.”

“Hmm... Maybe Reno should go first? He would be the strongest out of all of us, and he'd certainly put this hammer to good use.” Haiwee answers, hoisting a worn sledgehammer from the cabinet.


A: “Uh... I'm good. You guys can feel free to go nuts.”

B: “Pff, I don't need that.”

C: “Wait, are we interrogating him or torturing him? What answers are we looking for here?”

D: “Something tells me this guy can handle pain, especially if his relationship is anything like mine... We need to get him where it really hurts.”

>>2939447
Dude don't raise alt-mom's deathflag by telling her she can go visit her grandkid once this is over

>>2939464
>D: “Something tells me this guy can handle pain, especially if his relationship is anything like mine... We need to get him where it really hurts.”

>>2939464
D: “Something tells me this guy can handle pain, especially if his relationship is anything like mine... We need to get him where it really hurts.”

Why do i habe the strange feeling that D is castration..

>>2939464
>D: “Something tells me this guy can handle pain, especially if his relationship is anything like mine... We need to get him where it really hurts.”

>>2939478
Eh, simple methods are usually the best in these situations.

>>2939478
Because you're a degenerate

>>2939484
>>2939475
>>2939472
Roll D100+10!

Rolled 43 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2939505

Rolled 12 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2939505

Rolled 30 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2939505
Now let's see i i can focus my...old self.

Eh Reno is terrible with Torture.

>>2939507
And the best we have is me, with slightly above average.

>>2939464
>D

“Something tells me this guy can handle pain, especially if his relationship is anything like mine... We need to get him where it really hurts.”

“His dick and balls?” Lain asks, reaching for a bayonet-knife on her chest-rig.

“I mean, he wasn't going to leave here without them anyway.”

“FUCK YOU!!!! TRY IT AND I'LL RIP OFF YOUR HEAD!!!” Helfire snarls.


“No... Not quite what I meant.” You add, when suddenly your mom brings the hammer around to the Tamaranean's right side, readying it over her shoulder.

“Okay, fine, I'll go first.”

She swings the hammer at what she would consider full force at his face, but she's not really aware of how durable Tamaraneans are.

The head of the hammer bounces off his face with an audible “THWACK” that forces your mom to fall backwards from the rejected force.

Helfire grunts, but quickly resorts to laughter at the sight of your disheveled mom on the floor.

You're quick to get to her side and help her back onto her feet, but she's currently staring daggers at Helfire as he begins to mock you all.

“If that's the best you retards got, go crazy! It doesn't matter what you do to me, because I'm not gonna do shit for you! Come on! Hit me again! HAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!!”

“Sicko...” Your mother says with a sigh.

“Looks like you and Lain will be doing the heavy lifting on this... At least I'll get to watch you send him through hell.”

You nod, looking back at the cackling psychopath as he kicks his feet excitedly.

This is going to be a long night...

[Continued tomorrow!]

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Alright everyone, I'm feeling pretty beat so I'm gonna stop here for right now. I'll be back tomorrow for some more updates if work isn't too exhausting!

>>2939537
Cool, see ya tomorrow then.
>>2939534
Huh. So its mom's roll to hit him.

>>2939534
I mean at this point ide have just toppled him over, taken his shoes off and tickled him constantly.

If the dudes innured to pain then just torture him another way.

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Sorry to anyone waiting in the thread, but I'll have to postpone until tomorrow. I'm suddenly feeling sick in the stomach so I'll have to sit this out.

>>2940199
So you're saying we should dick it out of him, since pleasure would be more effective than pain. Good thinking anon
Reno: "Mom, lube up his asshole. Blackfire baby, fluff up my little man here, I'm going in."

>>2941654
Just get better as fast as you can man.

>>2941654
No problem mang, i have nothing better to do anyway, and that's a good thing

>>2939534
Lain was having better luck with the hammer, as far as swinging it went.

This interrogation had turned to torture, leaving you to dully watch as every thwack against Helfire's body was only met with insults or cries of agony.

It was getting nowhere, and you had to think of something to get things back on track.

Think, dammit... You've been surrounded by Tamaraneans for years. Is there anything that could break them?

A: You do remember them having a strange weakness to some metallic alloys... Maybe your mom could do some quick research and make a wonder-drug to use on him.

B: Hey... Maybe they have a different diet like the ones back home, meaning that maybe something like the taste of BBQ sauce could be totally dreadful!

C: Wait, Tamaraneans hate losing someone they love, and this bastard only loves Vegas... Could there really be a way to use his life as a bargaining tool?

D: It's crazy, but... What if you gave him an offering instead? Maybe put him in another universe where he could go crazy instead? It might work better than this...

>>2943589
>C: Wait, Tamaraneans hate losing someone they love, and this bastard only loves Vegas... Could there really be a way to use his life as a bargaining tool?
A is a longshot, B is just stupid, and there's no way in hell we're bringing the sadistic trap back to our universe.

>>2943589
>C: Wait, Tamaraneans hate losing someone they love, and this bastard only loves Vegas... Could there really be a way to use his life as a bargaining tool?

>A: You do remember them having a strange weakness to some metallic alloys... Maybe your mom could do some quick research and make a wonder-drug to use on him.

>>2943589
>A: You do remember them having a strange weakness to some metallic alloys... Maybe your mom could do some quick research and make a wonder-drug to use on him.

>>2943589
>A

>>2943600
>>2943603
>>2943624
Alright! Roll D100!

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>2943648

Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>2943648
Put on your trip, you madman!

>>2943654
OH NO!

Thank you for catching that anon!

>>2943657
I've been telling you to do it in the discord too, you numpty

Rolled 79 (1d100)

>>2943648

>>2943657
Silly QM forgetting to put his name on.

Hey mach quick question...will Rena go through the transformation during her puberty like the other tamaranean's or does our human side can help her avoid all that bullshit?

>>2943589
>A

You do remember them having a strange weakness to some metallic alloys... Maybe your mom could do some quick research and make a wonder-drug to use on him.

“Hey mom, I think I got a way to really get to this guy.” You start to explain to her.

“If I remember correctly, Tamaneans have an allergic reaction to some type of metal. Any way you could take a blood sample and cook something up?”

“Oh, of course! Hah, your mom can analyze blood in her sleep!” She answers with a delightful smile, contradicting the violent atmosphere.

She reaches into her lab coat and pulls a syringe, one that's almost comically large in size.

“Lain, since you're so big and strong, would you mind sticking this through his soft tissue?”

“Huh? Uh, yeah, whatever.”

Lain drops the hammer and ungracefully snatches the syringe from your mother.

“Okay, shithead. I have no idea what really qualifies for soft tissue on you alien creeps, so I'm just gonna poke till pop a vein or something.”

“DON'T-DON'T YOU TOUCH ME!!!” He hisses, but Lain's already pushing his head into the chair and stabbing away at his face and chest area. Of course, she's not even trying to draw blood for the first several punctures. She just wanted to hear him scream in pain, and she got exactly what she wanted.

After a minute or so, she steps away from the blood-spotted victim currently writhing in agony, anding your mother a blood spattered needle.

“That work for you?” She ask her.

Your mom just nods with a nervous laugh.

“Yes... I'll be back in 5!”

She's quick to leave the room, leaving you with a scheming Lain.

*

“So, I was thinkin', Maybe I shouldn't castrate a rapist pig like you.” Lain plots aloud, pacing around the livid looking Tamaranean.

“I was thinkin'... Maybe I just ruin that hole, you know? Break a bottle in there and let shit seep into the wounds. Yeah... That's the death you deserve.”

She steps over to him, sticking the tip of her knife under his chin and tilting his head up.

“What do you think?”

Helfire breathes heavily, blowing air out of his nose so harshly that even some snot escapes onto his upper lip.

“I think, that if my man doesn't kill you first, I'm gonna cut you up and eat bits and pieces of you!! I'm gonna make sure I start slow, so you can watch while I chew the skin off your roasted legs!!”

Lain just back-hands him, not one to be intimidated by the man currently tied down. The vulgarity these two make you sick.

“Hey, Reno or whatever...”

You perk your head up, your attention brought back to Lain.

“So... That other universe. What am I like there? Am I Colonel or a General? Am I dead? What's the scoop?”

[Votes in the following post!]

>>2943709

A: “You're a... You're nothing like this, that's for sure.”

B: “You dress up like a superhero in the coffee shop you own called Lain's Super Duper Coffee. It's pretty successful.”

C: “You're actually cute in that universe for one...”

D: “Sure Lain, you're a bad ass commando there too,”


>>2943669
Yes, and of course her dad will make sure no chrysalis eater gets near her daughter!... Once he stops freaking out over the cocoon, that is...

>>2943710
>C: “You're actually cute in that universe for one...”

>>2943710
>B: “You dress up like a superhero in the coffee shop you own called Lain's Super Duper Coffee. It's pretty successful.”
>You somehow managed to not only make my wife like you, but managed to put bbq sauce in coffee and have it not taste like ass. You’re a good woman always willing to help out someone and usually take the most favorable interpretation possible of any situation.

>>2943710
>C: “You're actually cute in that universe for one...”

>>2943714
this

>>2943710
>A: “You're a... You're nothing like this, that's for sure.”

>E."I'm also pretty sure it's a bad idea to talk about that stuff with mister Hannibal there listening to us."

>>2943710
>B

>>2943714
You do realize that Hellfire is in the room with us right? What you think will be the first thing he will target if he ever manages to escape?

>>2943710
>B: “You dress up like a superhero in the coffee shop you own called Lain's Super Duper Coffee. It's pretty successful.”
>>2943723
.....in another universe?

>>2943710
D: “Sure Lain, you're a bad ass commando there too,”

>>2943710
>B

“You dress up like a superhero in the coffee shop you own called Lain's Super Duper Coffee. It's pretty successful.”

She recoils.

“I hate coffee... And do I really dress up like a super-bimbo? Christ alive...”

She shakes her head.

“Yeah, I don't want to know anymore, sorry I asked.”

You're about to give her a stern talking to about how great your universe's Lain is, but your mom returns holding... An inhaler?

“Sorry, took a few minutes longer than I wanted.” She begins, her heels clacking against the floor as she stands by Lain and Helfire.

“Hold his mouth open, please.”

Lain nods, getting a firm grip on his jaw and yanking into downward.

Without hesitation, your mother shoves the business end of the inhaler into his mouth and lets loose one quick spray.

What happens next is stunning, as Helfire suddenly starts shrieking and choking as his head thrashes wildly from side to side, crying in pain with eyes red and full of tears.

“OHHH GAUGH! AAAUUHHH!!! AAAAHH!!!”

More hoarse coughs come from him, as a stream of red foam rises up from his throat and slithers down his chin.

“Metallic Chromium. Very nasty for your kind isn't it? Oh right, you wouldn't know because you're a genocidal monster.” Your mom cruelly reminds him, looking at the inhaler.

“If I could describe it... It's almost like experiencing every stage of cancer all at once? Or maybe it's similar to a slow acting cyanide capsule? In any case, I believe this is the worst experience of your life.”

Her eyes coldly focus back to the twitching and writhing Helfire, showing him a sadistic smile.

“Now, my son is going to ask you a question, and you're going to answer. Otherwise, well, I guess I'll have to administer a double dose.”

She nods at you, giving you the floor.

A: “Okay... First off, where is Vegas?”

B: “Look, I'm not in the mood to get in another fight, so we need a way to kill your lover hard and fast. Got any suggestions?”

C: “Why'd you kill all the Tamaraneans here? What did that do for you?”

D: “I got a better idea... Give us one reason why we shouldn't spray you again.”

>>2943726
Owlman figured out how to hop between universes. Go back and read our fight with Ultraman. He says that Owlman figured out the other dimension thing.

>>2943749
D: “I got a better idea... Give us one reason why we shouldn't spray you again.”

>>2943749
>D: “I got a better idea... Give us one reason why we shouldn't spray you again.”

>>2943749
>A
>C

I know the anwser to C it's because he is a fucking cannibal.

>>2943749
>D

>>2943755
>>2943757
>>2943766
Roll D100!

Rolled 8 (1d100)

>>2943770

Rolled 34 (1d100)

>>2943770

Rolled 8 (1d100)

>>2943770

>>2943776
>>2943778
Well that's just... improbable.

>>2943782
Hopefully that doesn't mean he dies from what we are doing.

>>2943749
>D

“I got a better idea... Give us one reason why we shouldn't spray you again.”

“Fff...fuhhkk... Youhhh... HAUKKK!!!”

The response causes Lain herself to swipe the inhaler and give the poor bastard 2 good sprays down the throat.

The sputtering and coughing is worse than before, and you even feel your heart stop in shock once you see blood leak from one of his damn eyes!

“Lain, easy with that!” Your mother cautions, but the commando gives her the classiest of responses with a middle finger.

“Fuck that and fuck him! I watched what he did to my squad! I had to listen to them scream my name and beg for help while he LAUGHED!”

Helfire's wheezing and coughing weakly, like he's barely conscious. He's not long for this world at this rate.

You need answers before he kicks the bucket!

A: Take the inhaler from Lain! You need to lay off!

B: “Look shit stain, you and Vegas are gonna die. It'll be incredibly painful for both of you, and whatever love you share is best spent making that as quick and peaceful as possible. Keep jerking us around, and I promise you what you're feeling now won't even compare to what we're going to do to him.”

C: “Hey, look at me... This doesn't have to be the end of the line. You give us everything, and I mean everything... Everything we can use to take out Vegas and the Crime Syndicate for good. Do that, and I promise on my mother's life that you will live. We'll find you a new universe to torment or do whatever the hell you want, and we can forget we ever met. It's your call.”

D: “You hear that? They're gonna spray you again. Last chance to say something nice to me.”

>>2943817
>D: “You hear that? They're gonna spray you again. Last chance to say something nice to me.”

>>2943817
>D: “You hear that? They're gonna spray you again. Last chance to say something nice to me.”
Welp, looks like he might croak before we get what we need. Weird double rolls not helping anyways.

>>2943817
C: “Hey, look at me... This doesn't have to be the end of the line. You give us everything, and I mean everything... Everything we can use to take out Vegas and the Crime Syndicate for good. Do that, and I promise on my mother's life that you will live. We'll find you a new universe to torment or do whatever the hell you want, and we can forget we ever met. It's your call.”

>>2943817
>D: “You hear that? They're gonna spray you again. Last chance to say something nice to me.”

>>2943817
>D

>>2943821
>>2943827
>>2943829
>>2943831
Oooohhh boy. Roll D100 again!

Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>2943842

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>2943842

Rolled 68 (1d100)

>>2943842

>>2943846
And the trap gets to live.

>>2943817
>D

“You hear that? They're gonna spray you again. Last chance to say something nice to me.”

He hacks and coughs once more, his dull eyes gazing at you once more.

“Hehh... Fine, I'll spoil the surprise... He's not here.”

You quirk an eyebrow. Not here? As in, not in the city? That doesn't seem like a big deal...

But for your mom and Lain, it is.

“Oh fuck.” Lain quietly breathes out, dropping the inhaler.

“If he's not here... Then Owlman has him!” Your mom says, fear rising in her voice.

“Bihh... Bingo, bitch...” Helfire taunts through a raspy voice.

“I don't know what bird-brain's planning... But it muhh... Muhhst be some serious shit if he's cutting Vegas loose. Maybe it's game over... Heehhh...”

“Wait, who's Owlman again?” You ask, still confused as to why this is such a big deal.

“We can explain later, but right now we need this creep as leverage! Doctor, get him travel-ready!” Lain barks her orders, hurrying out of the room and flinging the door wide open.

“Wait, what? Where are we going?” You ask your mom, and she just gives you a worried look.

“Well, either Gotham or the moon, but... I'll need you to be strong whatever happens, alright?” She asks, putting a comforting hand on your shoulder before following Lain.

You're just left standing there trying to make sense of it all, and all you're really left with is Helfire's wheezing laugh.

[To be continued tomorrow! See you then everyone, have a good night!]

>>2943874
see ya tomorrow MP, thanks for running

>>2943874
Oh...Owlman is going to use Vegas in place of the bomb he used in the movie?

That would be pretty dope.

>>2943874
This is most awkward and only family car ride you've planned for.

A lot has happened in the past several minutes. Lain showed up with two armfuls of weapons and lead you to a armored “battle-van,” your mother had to get Helfire put into a coffin-like case that he couldn't escape through, and then everyone spent a solid 5 minutes trying to fit him into the damn car.

Now You, your mother, Lain, Blackfire, and 02 were gathered around the outside of the van, Lain standing more towards the center of the room to go over whatever plan she thought up during this time.
Really, you're almost too distracted by the presence of the vehicle itself. How much of this bunker was left unknown to you? Is there another pathway aside from the sewers? Because that would've been nice to know earlier.

“Okay, we'll be taking our escape tunnel out of here. It's a longer route, but it's safer than driving through the city and risking anyone getting killed. Once we're clear and onto the road, we're heading straight for Gotham.” She orders, strapping a heavy vest of body armor onto herself.

“Rules of engagement are almost the same as they are here, just more civvies to worry about.”

“Uh, question?” Blackfire speaks up with her arms folded.

“I don't know what the “rules of engagement” are for here, and I don't really care. Cop or crook, I'm incinerating anyone who's planning on keeping me here a minute longer than I need to be.”

“Good, because police should be consider hostile and killed on sight if they try to engage us first. Any more questions?” Lain asks, now putting a long coat and red hoodie over herself, most likely to hide and weapons she plans on carrying.

“What do we do once we reach Gotham?” 02 asks, a hand already fidgeting over her power belt.

“Locate Wayne Tower. There's an F.O.B. For the syndicate there, and since you two made a mess in metropolis that's most likely where everyone else will meet up.” Lain answers, flipping the Red Hood over her hair.

“What else? Seriously team, if there's any uncertainty it needs to be addressed now. If we screw up here, the whole world could die. Maybe worse... No telling what Owlman is planning.”

A: “Yeah, I don't think we can do this ourselves. We need back up, like the Justice League or... Or something...”

B: “Actually, yes. Blackfire, Tutu and I... I think we should go do this alone. You guys are a bit more fragile than us.”

C: “What do we do if they aren't there? Hell, what's the plan for you guys even going up against some powerhouses like the Syndicate anyway?”

D: “What are we supposed to do about Helfire? Can we really use him as a bargaining chip?”

>>2945465
>C: “What do we do if they aren't there? Hell, what's the plan for you guys even going up against some powerhouses like the Syndicate anyway?”

>>2945465
>C: “What do we do if they aren't there? Hell, what's the plan for you guys even going up against some powerhouses like the Syndicate anyway?”

>>2945465
>C: “What do we do if they aren't there? Hell, what's the plan for you guys even going up against some powerhouses like the Syndicate anyway?”

>>2945465
>E. "Think we can bait Vegas out by displaying Hellfire's mutilated body somewhere? You don't get much more of a challenge than 'I brutalized your man and am showing him off as a trophy.'"

>>2945465
>C
dude your name

>>2945481
>>2945487
>>2945488
>>2945490
Roll D100!

Rolled 10 (1d100)

>>2945520
Here comes the low rolls

Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>2945520
get it

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>2945520
My first roll in this quest!

>>2945540
AND IT'S GOOD

>>2945557
I helped! :D

>>2945572
Ya did good kid, ya did good

>>2945465
>C
“What do we do if they aren't there? Hell, what's the plan for you guys even going up against some powerhouses like the Syndicate anyway?”

“Then they're on the moon.” Lain says. You want to hope she's joking, but her eyes are quite serious.

“At that point we'll just have to find a way up there. Don't worry, I doubt it's a NASA taxi service. As for what we'll do it should be obvious. We'll fight. Either we fall or they do, and that's that.”

“Oh wow, consider my morale boosted.” Blackfire sarcastically remarks with a roll of her eye.

“I mean, really? Sister you might have a warrior's heart, but you definitely don't have a commander's brain.”

Lain starts to look agitated by Blackfire's words, but she listens to her regardless.

“Now, how to really win this battle is simple; we disarm them before the fight even starts, and when it does we just need to make sure we can overwhelm them with sheer numbers.”

“Alright, so you're just going to find Vegas' Achilles heel and an army on the way there?” Lain questions, but Blackfire isn't shaken by the query.

“Well, I have the former already thanks to my husband. We'll need to improvise with what Justice league members we have.”

Huh, Blackfire seems to know some concerning information about you...

Wait, Blackfire... That's reminding you of something...

A: “WAIT! The Teen Tyrants! I know we killed one of them, eh, possibly two—BUT, I did manage to save another from certain death. They owe me a favor, don't they?”

B: “Uhm, what exactly is my fatal weakness, babe?”

C: “Hmm... 02, what about you? You've been fighting them longer than anyone else here.”

D: “Wait, no. The reason your battle strategies always worked is because of me leading the charge. So... I should be the first one in once we get there.”

>>2945643
B: “Uhm, what exactly is my fatal weakness, babe?”

>>2945643
>A: “WAIT! The Teen Tyrants! I know we killed one of them, eh, possibly two—BUT, I did manage to save another from certain death. They owe me a favor, don't they?”

>>2945643
Reno's weakness is his shit luck and lack of motivation. Opposite Reno may just be unbeatable.

>>2945643
A: “WAIT! The Teen Tyrants! I know we killed one of them, eh, possibly two—BUT, I did manage to save another from certain death. They owe me a favor, don't they?”

>>2945656
Aye, No bad dice to stop him

>>2945643
>B: “Uhm, what exactly is my fatal weakness, babe?”

>>2945650
>>2945655
>>2945678
>>2945689
I needt a quick tie-breaker vote between A and B Please!

>>2945643
>B

>>2945712
a

>>2945712
i kinda expect a betrayal with A and i believe Lain hates Blackfire so i will go with

>B

>>2945732
>>2945713
Ohhh...

I think I'll go with A since it replied to the post? Not 100% sure what to do but it can't be too much harm!

>>2945774
Dude that is totally not fair, B was the tie breaker and you never said it had to be connected to your post.

>>2945774
Looks like B boss.

>>2945774
give em B

>>2945774
wow
gay

Either works for me it would be funny to see the reaction of the two blackfires meeting each other and this could be villans and heroes joinning to fight a bigger threat.

>>2945712
>A

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>>2945540
Damn, dynamic entry over here

>>2945643
>A

A light goes off in your head.

“TWO BLACKFIRES!” You blurt out, getting a strange look from everyone around you.

“... Oh! He means the other one with the Teen Tyrants. I believe she died, Reno.” 02 clarifies, but you quickly shake your head.

“No, it was a double or something—doesn't matter, she's alive and I saved her so--”

“Aww, you saved me In this universe? Baby!!!”

Blackfire suddenly wraps you up in her arms, giving you a warm and loving squeeze.

“I'm glad I can always be safe around you no matter the universe... Wait, you didn't get up to any funny business, did you?!”

Blackfire suddenly pulls away, giving you a stern look.

“GAH! LISTEN!” You shout, pulling her arms off you.

“I know we killed one of them, eh, possibly two—BUT, I did manage to save another from certain death. They owe me a favor, don't they?” You ask everyone else in the room.

02 and your mother seem to think on it, but that process is interrupted by Lain's quick dismissal.

“They owe us a lot of favors, including offing themselves and saving me the ammo.”

“Lain, hear him out.” 02 speaks up for you, stepping towards her pensive lover.

“It is a gamble, even one with poor odds, but we can't waste an opportunity to gain more allies, even they share some blame with what happened here.”

“SOME?! They're just as responsible for all the lives lost that day as Vegas is!” Lain snaps back, grabbing 02 by her collar and lifting her off the ground.

“Maybe they want their petty crime life back now that they've realized what Vegas can do, but they sure as shit didn't back then when they stood side-by-side and greased innocents for 48 hours straight!”

“Lain. If you won't believe in them, believe in me.” 02 responds, her voice like ice and her expression still.

Lain grits her teeth and curses, shoving the bio-android away.

“It won't work. We've wasted enough time as is... Hell, Owlman could already be half-way done with what he's doing by now.”

“We could just split up and meet you in Gotham.” Blackfire says with a shrug.

There's a brief pause, the valid point Blackfire brought up acting like a vaccum in the room's atmosphere.

A: “Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go make some new friends.”

B: “... Lain's right. We should focus on getting to Gotham.”

>>2945643
>A: “WAIT! The Teen Tyrants! I know we killed one of them, eh, possibly two—BUT, I did manage to save another from certain death. They owe me a favor, don't they?
A and B are compatible enough anyway, why not both?

>>2945787
>>2945788
>>2945792
>>2945793
oh god i just got done writing and read these im so sorry

>>2945848
>A: “Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go make some new friends.”

>>2945848
>A: “Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go make some new friends.”

>>2945848
B: “... Lain's right. We should focus on getting to Gotham.”
Let's just get this done and stop drawing it out. I want to get back to our universe where shit actually matters.

>>2945848
>A: “Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go make some new friends.”

>>2945848
>B: “... Lain's right. We should focus on getting to Gotham.”
This negaverse thing has gone on for quite some time already. Let's not beat around the bush anymore.

>>2945848
>A

>>2945857
Me too dude but the Tyrant's can help us sneak in the place without much figthing.

And most likely there is still the footage from us kicking Ultraman that the civies took.

>>2945861
i just want to make sure that alt-mom can survive since she is comming with us.

>>2945865
If we take too long odds are they'll end up in our universe as a way to raise the stakes and holy shit will I be checked out if that happens.

>>2945873
You don't want the Alien Catgirl Princess Daughteru to unleash her hidden power and wipe the floor with our Evil Twin from a Parallel Universe when he tries to hold her hostage?

>>2945848
>A

>>2945877
No. I want to rip Vegas in half, set it on fire, and piss on the ashes. Then go home and have a tea party with our daughter.

>>2945848
>B: “... Lain's right. We should focus on getting to Gotham.”
And maybe with either of these we can learn what our weakness is, like what we fucking voted for.

>>2945848
>A

“Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go make some new friends.”

“I'll come with you.” 02 declares, heading towards an area behind the van.

“Yeah, you got me curious about a second me.” Blackfire affirms with a nod.

“... Fine! We'll lay low once we hit Gotham. You all just waste your damn time!” Lain spits, stomping to the driver's side door.

“No, don't listen to the goddamn green beret on how to win a fuckin' war! What would she know!”

“Please calm down, darling.” You can hear 02 say in the distance. Her voice is still icy, but there seems to be a drop of sugar in it as she consoles Lain.

“Kiss my ass!” Lain barks back as your mother sheepishly enters the van.

“Uhm... Goodluck!” She tells you with a nervous wave

You watch as the van drives off, heading down a dark tunnel leading out of the bunker...

But what really catches your eye is what was hiding behind the van.

02 is already in her angelic Power Rider armor, and she's sat on one of two bikes.

“The other is Lain's but I'm sure you'd get more use out of it than she would right now.”

You most definitely would...

“RAIIIIIIIIIDEN!”

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[Roll D100!]

Rolled 39 (1d100)

>>2946015

Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>2946015
Here I go again!

Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>2946015
Here's my low roll.

Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>2946015

>>2946015
Okay now what is our weakness.

>>2946015
You know...I really hope Lain isn't TOO pissed at what we did to her bike by making it Raiden. I mean, normally I'd say "fuck her", but she IS dating our psuedo-sister...

Time to put the rider back in Black Rider Battery.

>>2946063
I'm pretty sure Reno still rides blackfire all the time though

>>2946057
She just got setient motobike that she can summon. If she can't appreciate how cool that is she doesn't deserve to be our sister date.

The image of 02 angel bike and Reno's oni bike side by side crossing the destroyed city is freaking awesome

>>2946015
It was too much. Getting behind the wheel of a bike after all these years. Fuck flying! This is it! This is the real shit here! Why'd you ever stop using a bike?!

It's really too much, in fact, you don't even know how you got here, but currently you're riding up the side of Tyrant's Tower while static energy helps you cling to the building.

“LET'S PARTYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!” You shout with genuine happiness and excitement, crashing through the window leading to the Tyrant's living room.

It's a good thing you visited the real thing back in your universe, otherwise you would've waste too much time looking for everyone.

However, with your engine revving as you do a doughnut on the carpet just in front of their TV, you're sure to get them to come to you.

“Reno! That was unnecessary!” 02 shouts after you, having rode up the same way you did and entering through the broken window behind you.

“WOOOOOOOHOOOOO!!!!! I'M BLACK RIDER BATTERY!!! YEAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!”

“RAIDEN! RAIDEN! RAIDEN! RAIDEN!”

You and the bike are too lost in the blissful reunion, even as the remaining Tyrants hurry into the room you're still too focused on your own entertainment.

“What the bloody hell is this?!”

“Wait... There's two of those damn power-freaks?!”

“Who cares, send them both to my father!... Hey! Hello?!”

You finally look up, seeing three of the four remaining Teen Tyrants and... You're not really impressed.

One is just Robin with a mohawk, the other is Raven with Pink hair and... Okay, you have no idea who the third is. He's got long orange hair, sports shades and a tiny green crossbow...

Whatever, they're all better looking than Harpoon-hand.

“Hey! I'm Battery and this is my sister Angelus... Right?” You ask.

She just lets out a small laugh.

“What?”

“You called me your sister. There's been some drastic changes between us.” She answers sweetly, and you just rub the back of your helmet awkwardly in response.

“Anyway, we're here to—AWH DAMMIT!”

Red Raven, the version of Raven who wears... Red, has grown a second pair a scarlet glowing eyes under her own, and is currently sending a flux of dark magic toward you!

A: Punch the hell out of that magic! Show these punks you aren't a lightweight!

B: “Blackfire, now's your chance to show up and make them all collectively gasp!”

C: Rev your bike and try to send it crashing into the three, but make sure you do a cool flip when you jump off it!

D: “Hey, Tutu? Wanna do a team up attack or something?”

>>2946115
C: Rev your bike and try to send it crashing into the three, but make sure to rush them while they're distracted by the bike.

>>2946115
>A: Punch the hell out of that magic! Show these punks you aren't a lightweight!

>>2946115
>A

Punching magic, fuck yea

>>2946115

C: Rev your bike and try to send it crashing into the three, but make sure you do a cool flip when you jump off it!

>>2946115
>A: Punch the hell out of that magic! Show these punks you aren't a lightweight!
rude

>>2946115
A: Punch the hell out of that magic! Show these punks you aren't a lightweight!
>>2946131
>>2946138
Shame on BOTH of you. We JUST got Raiden back and you want to wreck it? Even if it is in a loaner, there's no call for that.

>>2946115
>A: Punch the hell out of that magic! Show these punks you aren't a lightweight!
I'm still pretty pissed that you didn't write down what our weakness is.

>>2946145
I mainly just don't want to do the cool but stupid thing. I can't remember the last time that actually worked out.

>>2946134
>>2946136
>>2946143
>>2946145
>>2946146
Roll D100+5

>>2946146
Also don't worry, it'll come up again!

>>2946115
>A: Punch the hell out of that magic! Show these punks you aren't a lightweight!
Punching magic is the coolest

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>2946165
name dude

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>2946165

Rolled 7 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>2946165
There's going to be a one

>>2946169
WELL FUCK ME WITH AN ANCHOR! WE FIST MAGIC MOTHERFUCKERS!
>>2946175
NOT TODAY FAGGOT!

>>2946169
>>2946175
Or a one hundred. Fuck dude.

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>>2946169
CRITICAL REMINDER!

test

>>2946169
WE JUST CRIT TRIGON RAVEN!!! HOLY SHIT BALLS!

>>2946115
>A

“Hah! Alright then!” You announce with a grin, focusing the infinite energy around your body right as the dark energy starts to consume you.

“Battery?! What the hell?!” Angelus questions, watching as you're consumed by Red Raven's hellish power!

“Ohohoho! Did he give up or something? I can't really blame him for willingly succumbing to something as powerful as Trigon's magic.” Red Raven darkly chuckles, squeezing it tighter and tighter around you.

“Hah... Was worried for a moment, love. I won't lie to you pretty bird.” Red Robin compliments his superior.

“But seems you're giving that poor sod the express train to Hell!”

Under all that darkness, you grin.

“HAH! Is that what you think? Let me tell you something-”

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q6v67a6ENHE

They're surprised at the sound of your voice sounding so relaxed under the pressure of Red Raven's black magic, but their minds are truly blown away by how you escape!

With one punch, you disperse the dark energy surrounding you, the sheer force of your brute strength enough to destroy the magic construct directly.

You pull your fist back, pointing a thumb at yourself.

“I AM the express train to Hell!”

“That's... That's not...!!” Red Raven stammers out. It's a unique look of fear on her face, one shown by someone who hasn't felt it in a long time.

“That's not possible!! I am the daughter of Trigon! You are the dirt beneath my feet, one to be subjugated by the Archdemons of Hell itself!”

“So what, you're Princess Satan or something? Well, tell dear old dad this the next time you see him:”

You flip her the bird, electricity sparking off your middlefinger like a Tesla coil.

“A guy who stole his costume and powers from Japanese kid's shows with terrible special effects is stronger than his pathetic magic!”

“H-Hey! Don't tell her about that!” 02 scolds you, but her voice sounds surprised more than angry. You've certainly gotten stronger since she last saw you.

“Now come on!” You beckon, raising your fists.

“You better make me break a sweat at least!”

[Concluding in the next post]

>Red Raven
>Red Robin
>They are both dating
>Both are children of the two worst dads in any other dimension

Yeah i can see how they managed to hook up together.