>>3225712
>I may have defended myself though?
Nigger you better be VOID or else

>>3225712
>I may have defended myself though?

>>3225712
>I may have defended myself though?
AWWWWW SHIT WE BACK BOI

I'm gonna give it five more minutes. Then I'll call it.

Rolled 3 (1d3)

Alright fair enough.

gimme a sec. Ignore the dice roll.
writing

Oh fuck, good to have you back, my dude. Been a hot minute, but it's good to see you.

There's a long moment after the receptionist stops her stock "yeah sure you're a parahuman, buddy" phrase. A moment that you spend debating the pros and cons of coming out. (to murder/lobotomy) To be fair, you don't think that identity death counts as murder legally, but you don't want to be the poor bastard who sets the precedent.

In the end however your conscience wins out. If you're going to be a hero, then it needs to be honest. You won't sweep something this big under the rug, you'd be starting off the entire rest of your life with a goddamn lie.

+1 Karma

"Sir?"

You swallow, your mouth dry and tongue leaden as you think of how exactly to best phrase what has to come next.
"I'm in kind of a tough situation here... You guys picked up Stormtiger last night right?"

That gets her attention, and she immediately sounds more alert.
"That information hasn't been released yet, how do you know?"

>How on earth do you explain Lobotomising someone in self defence?
Write in

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Oh my oh my, here wo go again!

Ah, so we're starting at the phonecall, and the impromptu lobotomy still happened? Alrighty.
Maybe this time we won't cause Armsmaster to lose an arm.

>>3225802
"Well... I'm not a psycho, or anything, but it was sort of a reflex? I can't explain it any better than that."

>>3225810
Supporting

>>3225802
this >>3225810

>>3225802
"Well, you see... Stormwolf and his colleague found me and offered me a spot in the Empire's ranks.I *respectfully* declined of course, but I was promptly told I had little choice in the matter. So I defended myself, panicked, blacked out and the next thing I know I had a bloodied knife in my hand and drooling Stormwolf in front of me!"

Gaah, write-ins are my bane.

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>>3225802
>“I...may of accidentally played a part in that, I had pretty much just got my powers and I...panicked.”
>Concerned Laughter

>>3225824
Support

Switching from >>3225820 to >>3225824

gonna give it ten minutes. then I'll start writing.

switching from >>3225818 to >>3225824
>“I...may have accidentally played a part in that. I had pretty much just got my powers and I...panicked.”
>Concerned Laughter

Also a quick description of this Barnaby as a reminder:
> about six foot one
> blonde haired
> green eyed
> rail thin
> resembles his shitty dad
> wearing an old green jumper and navy trousers, along with a beanie hat and long purple scarf
> jokes a lot
> laughs a lot
> loves his mom and little bro

>>3225824
Scared, but mostly honest.

writing this>>3225824

>>3225861
im also happy to see you back void, finally beat the qm curse i hope
which barnaby are we currently playing ?

>>3225870
Barnaby Prime a.k.a Joker Barnaby, I believe.

>>3225870
One Bad Day Barnaby, rebooted to just after the lobotomizing

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>void is back
This is truly the best timeline

Can someone link the old thread?

>>3225899
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Zion

>>3225899
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=worm
What you're looking for should be in here anon

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"Yeah, that was me... I didn't mean to do it I swear, it's just... they wanted me in their group and I panicked. All I had was the knife and my fabricator. I panicked and stabbed him. but I'm weirdly quick now and he just. just. It..."

Then you're standing in the alley, the muscled aerokinetic swaying on his feet in front of you as you pull the shitty pocket knife out of the corner of his left eye, clear fluid and blood dripping down the blade and feeling slick on your hand.

You hear sirens. You are overcome with fear, and you are laughing. Not a deep chuckle or villainous cackle. It's the high pitched giggling of a hyena. A sound of fear.

"I can't stop smiling, I can't stop laughing, and I hate it!"

Somewhere along the line another voice took over, you shake as you lean against the side of the booth, biting your tongue to muffle your demented giggling. It takes a second to pull yourself together, you bite down on your hand and raise the phone back to your ear, waiting to be called a monster, or insane.

1d3=3, Assault. possibly the best outcome you guys could've had

"Listen to me, listen! You're gonna be okay kid. I just need you stay calm okay, breathe..."

It's a male voice now, deeper with a bit of a New York twang.

"You know who I am kid?"

It clicks. "Assault right?

Assault: A Protectorate hero with some kind of telekinesis power, famous online for being chill as fuck.

"Yeah, that's me. And I promise it's not as bad as you think. Stormtiger was a murderer alright? You were just lookin' out for yourself. I need you to do something though."

"What?"

"I need you to come to the PRT building alright? We're gonna have to talk this out, but I promise if you come in I'll do everything I can to keep you safe. You seem like a good kid, and it takes guts to tell the truth about something like that. We're sending someone to pick you up okay, can you tell me what street you're on?"

>Tell him.
>Cut and run.

>>3225912
>Tell him.
A different choice, a different path.

>>3225912
>Tell him.

>>3225912
>Tell him.

>>3225912
>Tell him.

Maybe this time we can keep our bro smiling.

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>>3225923
YALL ANONS PROTECT THAT SMILE, OK

Choice seems pretty unanimous, writing.

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>>3225923
>>3225926
PLEDGED

>>3225938
Witnessed

Oh shit it's back.

I hope we can get fast-paced thread sessions like back in OBD. Reminded me a lot of /tg/ hype shit.

Armsmaster POV
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z9D71pQaTnc

Perhaps it's for the best Assault took over. The new parahuman doesn't seem stable at all, possibly due to Trigger mutations. It still rankles a bit that he answered the receptionist before you did, but you'd be... possibly the second (Dragon would be first) to admit that comforting scared teenagers isn't exactly your point of expertise.

Hopefully when you arrive to contain him, he'll be awed by your reputation and stature, meaning you don't have to talk to him that much.

Although, he did mention a "fabricator". It may be good to present yourself as a potential mentor figure, much like with Kid Win. Hopefully he's a superior Tinker, Kid Win's ADHD is crippling at the best of times.

There's a twinge of something there in your gut, but you suppress it. Now is not the time for doubt.

Unfortunately, Dragon is overseeing her factories at the moment, meaning you're stuck with Assault's advice.

He talks too loudly, and too frequently.
But you need his help. idiot

It takes almost three minutes to reach the intersection of Third and Boardwalk. Five seconds faster than your last recorded journey from the Rig to here. You allow yourself a slight smile. It may soon be tactically advantageous.

There's only one person waiting here. A recognizably human male wearing civilian clothing. Blonde hair and green eyes, yes you see why the Empire would want him.

"Hello, I'm Armsmaster. I'm here to take you to the PRT building."
Polite greeting, name, manage expectations.

He stands still.
Giggling.

It irks you, but you say nothing as he climbs on the back of The Armsmobile.

Mission Successful.

What are the powers we have, by the way? I never read the old threads but this holds my interest.

>>3225965
We’ve got a Tinker set, focused on...stuff? Randomness?

>>3225965
A "molecular bonds" Tinker, with a acrobatics/reflexes boost that's not quite superhuman

>>3225965
>>3225967
We're a BIO tinker, and a mover/thinker that allows us to be basically super fucking flexible if I recall

>>3225968
>>3225967
........Ohhhhhhhh baby that can be some good shit. Now if only we were not an unhinged hyena.

>>3225969
and now i am confused again.

>>3225965
Tinker - molecular bonds
Mover - acrobatics and reflexes and flexibility

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>>3225967
It was the Tinker version of Crazy Diamond's power. We could also do some wacky bullshit that made our Inconel cards capable of rearranging molecules and thus of cutting through anything.
Pic related is a meme from the old quest.

>>3225969
>>3225970
Barnaby is NOT a Thinker. I'll do trigger event analysis later on when VOID brings up background events and backstory and stuff from early thread 1 that's still canon.

>>3225972
This is a better way of explaining it.
you can fix or make stuff, but you make it worse before it gets better.

>>3225976
>you can fix or make stuff, but you make it worse before it gets better.
Uhh, did i accidentally copy you or something then?

>>3225997
nah, your guy is like.
Starts bad-becomes awesome

This works like.
Starts good-Better but SIDE EFFECTS.

Also they've got different gear themes.

>>3226008
Ah, cool then.

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>>3225997
>>3226008
Phew, nearly had a existential crisis there

Going back thru thread 1 of OBD. Up to the PRT call, this is what is canon:
>Barnaby gets up, goes to school and gets the shit kicked out of him for "speaking like some sort of rich fuck or something."
>Declan is a guy at the high school. He's with the Empire. He's a douchebag.
>kicks the rest of the shit out of Barnaby for not paying his dues
>Barnaby's usual rooftop spot is taken by a sad girl a year below him (i.e. Taylor)
>Ignore it, decide to avoid further risk and spend the day hanging around Mr. Gladly. Gladly is the teacher who tries to be hip but ends up kinda awkward, though a bit decent to talk to.
>Father is a drunkard who works nights.
>+1 int bonus to int checks
>Barnaby goes to Boat Graveyard to avoid home situation
>Gets fucked up and dragged into a ghetto operating room by some ABB medical bastard
>something something "should have just chilled out at home instead of going to the one place all three gangs use, hindsight is 20/20"
>something something "those teeth alone are going to be worth a mint"
>something something "get me the nitrous oxide"
>laughter ensues
>entities give Barnaby Molecular Processor Tinker power, but also Physical Dexterity Mover package
>Barnaby wakes up laughing, turns out the guy removed his right arm
>"Less comforting of a thought is the feeling of your bones shifting as you slip out of your restraints."
>"your mind becomes a whirling mass of ideas, chemical formulae and blueprints taking up every inch of your skull and clamouring to be let free"
>reattaches his arm by sewing it on, kills the surgeon fuckhead when he arrives
>turns out Barnaby is also somewhat fast
>heads out window, falls two stories harmlessly
>heads back home shirtless
>based little bro there
>"Mike is your little brother. He's four years younger than you and thinks you're the absolute coolest. He also looks more like your mom, something you've always been a bit jealous of to be fair. Round features compared to your thin and long face."
>after a short talk, spaghetti for dinner
>"The house is a fairly simple affair, two stories with three bedrooms, a living room and a kitchen/dining room. All perfectly maintained and cleaned. it seems nice enough from the outside. Your room is downstairs, and is the smallest of the three, with just enough space for your bed and an old TV."
[1/2]

>>3226036
>Father is a drunkard
This would end up being a cosmic constant later on, except for Silver Bullet in which he was a good dad.

>>3226038
I don't think it was directly said in Me, myself and I that his father was a drunkard, although I could be wrong

>>3226036
>entities give Barnaby Molecular Processor Tinker power, but also Physical Dexterity Mover package
I KNEW it was Molecular thinker, guess that Tinker power also comes with the added drawback of Barnaby's Tinkertech having side effects with VOID's new post >>3226008

>wake up, Saturday
>"Your mom is a particularly short woman, with curly brown hair and soft eyes."
>lie about last night
>head to Joe's Junkyard, pay to enter, pay again, walk out with a bunch of good junk stuff
>head to old Ace Chemical Plant with bag full of metal junk
>place used to belong to Medhall (owned by Max Anders, a.k.a. Kaiser the leader of E88 neo-nazis)
>"The plant itself consists of three buildings. The warehouse, which is where you set up your couch. The factory floor, which kills approximately twenty homeless people a year from falling in the vats of weird chemicals. And the managerial office, which got trashed in a three way fight between Squealer (A Mad Max villain complete with crazy explosive muscle cars), Hookwolf (a guy made of chainsaws) and Oni Lee (who is a teleporting cloner with a bomb vest)"
>SUPER FUCKED
>"Luckily you have a really nice sofa in the warehouse, and more importantly the only key. You took it from what remains of the foreman's office when you first came through here and decided to make it your own."
>make the card printer
>"It looks kind of like a sausage machine fucked a DVD player. Although that may have something to do with the old (and broken) DVD player you built it out of."
>"As far as you can tell, metal goes in the top and some weird alloy comes out the bottom in thin sheets, roughly a quarter inch thick in the centre and about the size of a playing card, with a sharp edge."
>thinks powers are cool, though he got abducted and almost dissected for them
>"You know that you're flexible enough to deform your bones and escape handcuffs but it still comes as a bit of a surprise when you bend more than ninety degrees backwards. The effortless forward somersault back to a standing position is just the icing on the cake and you swiftly find yourself cartwheeling around the room, even juggling your incredibly sharp alloy cards at one point."
>but NOT super tough or resistant
>doorknob jiggles
>check blinds
>Stormtiger (aerokinetic Swedish boxer guy) and Rune (TK girl) at door
>decides to jump into the bay and swim for it
>fails
>wind knocks down
>Rune says PRT on the way
>Cloud Cat stops playing nice
>rushes for him
>throws 3 alloy cards, one gets the cat
>Leaf Blower goes for Barnaby's face
>knife comes up
>"It's a simple thing, stainless steel with a rubber grip. But in your hands it is an artist's brush. You tear at his face and chest, puncturing both lungs and ripping a massive slash across his face in a single beautiful movement then stepping back as your scarf is ripped away."
>Kaiser Interlude
>ST and Rune showed up because tinkering showed up as power grid surge
>Stormtiger is in PRT custody as dribbling idiot
>nah, it's just a minor setback, but I'll leave the guy alone
>new day, Sunday
>Barnaby escaped Rune while she was distracted by PRT
>decides being alone is scary as shit and too difficult
>considers Protectorate
>buses over to Brockton Bay PRT office
>calls the payphone
and here we are
[2/2]

>>3226045
Unknown if he was still a drunkard in that world

>>3226038
But Mom was missing there, so maybe she was the drunkard there?

>>3226048
you got it confused
Thinker is powers related to knowledge, skills, enhanced perception - though I guess knowledge of your own body's orientation in 3D space to back up the flexibility and dexterity he has could qualify as a very minor Thinker secondary power.
Tinker, which is what Barnaby has, is the OP "fabricate things" powerset.

And I'm not even going into the trigger event and the in-universe backstory stuff that caused Barnaby to get these powers. That'll be later.

>>3226036
Doesn't sound like a tinker trigger. If anything it sounds like a master/brute/thinker trigger

>>3226063
Yeah VOID didn't have trigger events written well back then. He's learned a lot since.

The PRT building (not to be confused with the Rig, the Protectorate base in the bay) is colossal, a fortified haven that has more in common with a military base than any civilian structure. Multiple floors surrounded by thick concrete walls and even the occasional gun emplacement for use against Brutes. The whole thing screams "Order" at the top of it's lungs.

And it's more than a little intimidating.

You're too busy riding high on fanboy fumes though, having just rode Armsmaster's bike. Funny story, you actually almost fall off about halfway through your journey trying to analyze the material he's coated the wheels with.

Eventually though all things must come to an end. and you find yourself more interested in whatever they've built the walls from, because looking at it up close you can see that it sure as hell isn't concrete.

There's a couple of PRT troopers standing at attention as well. And you quickly find yourself being escorted through to a small room with a table, some surprisingly comfortable chairs and what is obviously a two way mirror set into the wall. Armsmaster curtly directs you to a seat before standing on the other side of the table.

"Would you like anything to drink? I can get you a cup of water if you'd like."

You shake your head at that, you're nervous enough that swallowing anything seems like a fool's game at this point.

"Assault will be by soon, I must continue my patrol. They will handle your i-interview."
With little else to say, he steps out of the small office and closes the door behind him.

You're not waiting for long before two PRT agents enter the room, flanking Assault who flashes you a toothy grin before sitting down.
The man himself is a bit taller than you, but not by much and his bright red suit more than matches what seems to be a rather sunny disposition. he's fairly muscular and has short brown hair.

"First off, before we can do anything else. You aren't technically under arrest, but you do have a right to a lawyer or a guardian, both if that's what you'd prefer. Also, if you do unmask that'd make things a lot easier because right now we don't know whether you're a minor, I'm just guessing based on the most likely outcome. Most new parahumans are kids see?"

You're suddenly very aware of the scarf you've got pulled up to cover your mouth and nose. There's safety in anonymity sure, and you don't want to get your parents called in but on the other hand, you're probably gonna have to anyway if you end up joining the Wards. Plus it'd be a pretty good show of trust.

>Hi, I'm Barnaby
>Not yet. See what they're gonna slap ya with for Stormtiger first.

>>3226061
I know i know, i misspelled it alright.

>>3226073
>Keep the scarf on

I would like to know what is going to happen before we remove the mask. Legally speaking they can't do so without having us arrested, and even then it isn't done very often for capes.
So if we think the sentence is not that hard to bear, we can remove the scarf and still have a trust gesture.

>>3226073
>Hi, I'm Barnaby

>>3226073
>Hi, I'm Barnaby

>>3226073
>Hi, I'm Barnaby

>>3226073
>>Hi, I'm Barnaby

>>3226073
>Hi, I'm Barnaby

>>3226091
>>3226088
>>3226082
mask off. Time to talk straight.
writing

You reach up and pull down the scarf, exposing the wide grin that you're too tired to keep off your face. One of the PRT troopers seems visibly nervous as you do so, his hand dipping down towards his pistol. To Assault's credit, his own smile only wavers for a second before he recovers.

"Ah, that's what you meant... And you're stuck like that?"

"Yeah, I can do other stuff if I really try, but this is just kinda my new default. At least I'm not a monster cape though right? Those guys have it bad." You pause for a moment, taking a deep breath before continuing. "My name's Barnaby Campbell, I'm 16 and I go to Winslow. I got my powers when-"

He physically recoils at that, waving his hands in front of him as he interrupts you.

"Woah there, you really don't have to go into that! That's uh... that's not something you've got to tell anyone. Except maybe a therapist." He seems to notice your confusion, because he continues at a slightly slower pace. "We uh, all had a day like that. That's how people get powers. Not exactly the same though. But close. Most of us don't talk about it."

Oh.

"Let's just skip past that bit eh kid?"

You nod, giggling awkwardly.

"You want us to call your folks? Or a Lawyer? Since you're a parahuman we can just go straight to the lawyer, for secret identity reasons."

Not likely, you aren't telling your dad jack shit. And you're not worrying Mom or Mike if you can help it. Besides, you're trying for honesty here, given the response so far it seems that jail is mostly off the table.
"No thanks, I kinda just want to get this over with.

"Are you sure? Alright, now we've got the introductions done, mind going through what happened last night? We grabbed Stormtiger but he wasn't exactly... responsive."

And there's the part you weren't looking forward to. There's a few seconds of hesitation, but you start the tale as best you can, starting with Tinkering in the old chemical plant and finishing just after your short altercation with the Nazi cape.

Assault is mostly quiet as you recount the events of last night, mostly limiting his interaction to a reassuring smile or nod when you falter. He doesn't ask any questions, but you get the impression that he's definitely giving it some very serious thought. He smiles at the end though, and that buoys your spirit a bit.
"Okay, now I'm gonna have to be honest with you, you're in a pretty sucky position. Massachusetts isn't a stand your ground state, which means that self defence isn't really a thing. You've got what's called a duty to retreat. Means if you can run then you have to." He notices you freeze up and quickly continues, raising his hands in a placating motion. "But on the other hand, any half decent lawyer would point out that Stormtiger can fly at eighty miles an hour so unless you can teleport then honestly you should be good. So that's kind of the sticking point. I know you're a Tinker, but you can't do that can you?

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"No, so far I built some weird metal cards and that's pretty much it."

He goes from slightly worried looking to bright and sunny again, snapping his fingers as he gives you double finger guns.

"Well then we should be all clear. To all intents and purposes you were powerless against a flying nazi ninja with mind-bullets. I'd have to check with the proper legal team, but I'm pretty sure you're golden."
He goes quiet for a second, tapping at his earpiece for a few seconds before leaning in.

"I'm probably gonna get in trouble for this, but what the hell. The higher ups in the PRT might try and slap you with an offer, make the whole thing go away for a probationary place in the Wards. Basically it'd be the same for joining regularly, but the PRT'd have more control over you and they'd get to hold a charge over your head to stop you from leaving. Don't take it, you might technically go to trial for it, but there's not a jury in the America that'd convict you and they'll sure as hell know it."

The instant he begins that sentence, you see him flinch from the sudden outpouring of muffled sound from his earpiece. You guess someone on the other side of the line probably has some serious shit to say.

Paradoxically, his smile only gets wider.

Then he stands up, and bangs on the door out.
"Can't really talk about you joining up before we get this sorted out. Someone should be by in half an hour or so, depending on whether anyone's dumb enough to try charging you for this."
"See you around kid."
Then he's gone.

An Ass Chewing of Legendary Proportions
Shadows in the Moonlight
Broken Steel
Where Are You?

>>3226358
>Where Are You?

>>3226358
>Shadows in the Moonlight

>>3226358
>Where Are You?

>>3226358
>broken steel

>>3226358
An Ass Chewing of Legendary Proportions

Assault best boy, Battery is lucky to have him.

>>3226358
>An Ass Chewing of Legendary Proportions

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>>3226358
okay so Shadows in the Moonlight is totally 1800s Barnaby with Jack, Broken Steel might be Wild West Wasteland Bethany, Ass Chewing might be Rune and Empire 88 after Stormtiger got fucked OR Assault with Armsmaster and the rest of the Protectorate, and Where Are You? might be little bro Mike after Barnaby didn't come home?

Gonna have to go with
>An Ass Chewing of Legendary Proportions

>>3226358
>An Ass Chewing of Legendary Proportions

>>3226363
>>3226376
>>3226378
>>3226380
>>3226384
>not going with little bro
I SHIGGY DIGGY

>>3226358
>ass chewing
I’m glad you’re back, VOID

ALSO REMINDER TO PEOPLE
THIS IS FROM THE END OF FEAR AND LOATHING'S FIRST ARC, BUT IT'S STILL RELEVANT SOMEWHAT

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2722244/#p2734953
One Bad Day Changelog V1.1
>fixed a bug that made Armsmaster consistently underperform in melee combat.
>Coil will no longer “just give up” should his attacks be thwarted a few times, we envisioned him as a potent mid game threat and these changes should help reflect that.
>Kaiser no longer sends rank one thugs to their doom endlessly. This was due to a bug that gave him essentially endless minions.
>Miss Militia, Velocity and Dauntless encounter rates buffed.
>fixed an exploitable that allowed instant construction of tinker tech.
>updated combat system to mimic Fear and loathing, which has been well received.
>Manic’s skill trees rebalanced, renamed. Mad combat is now Agent of Chaos.
Silver tongue is now Trickster.
Art of speed is now Joyride.

>>3226358
>Where Are You?

>>3226389
As long as he picks up the pace with update posts WHILE keeping quality the same, we should be at OBD speeds, though not quite old /tg/ quest thread speeds

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>>3226378
Them's fighting words.

Ass chewing it is.
writing

>>3226399
Legend is cool and all but hey, personal preference.

>>3226399
Eidolon is best boy

>>3226422
BrowBeat Who?

>>3226432
I will browbeat you into the ground, My taste is objectively superior. Eidolon is the best boy, just like vlakyrie is best girl.

>>3226446
You mean the guy who has enough Complexes to house a city?
and I don't even Remember Valkyrie

Assault was feeling great.

"What kind of IMBECILE..."

And to think he was mad earlier about not being able to do proper hero work.

"Does the phrase Operational security mean Nothing to you!"

But this was it, the real hero work. Pulling a kid out of what could turn into a bad situation, leveraging that kind of cheeky charisma that only he and Clock could really pull off.

"Information Hygiene!"

Armsmaster might have managed with Dragon's help. Triumph could've at least brought the kid in, no telling over whether the kid'd be up for it though.

"It's not your perogative what the chief director, or I for that matter decide when it comes to dangerous Tinkers."

But right there at the end, that kid smiled with his eyes. The face could lie, sure but just for a second, maybe his laugh had been genuine. And that's the side of hero'ing that Assault really loved. It's like in the old comics, the really old ones before Scion turned up. Superheroes are supposed to make you happy.

So Ethan sat there in front of Director Piggot, and for one of only a few times he's been brought to this office there's not an ounce of contrition in his mind or heart.

"I did the right thing." He thought. "And I'll keep doing it, no matter what."

"Battery, come in and talk some sense into your husband."

oh fuck.

fin

>>3226471
The crazy lady who absorbs others shards, glastig ukrane or something like that.

she gets a makeover and is cannonically the strongest human cape in existance, ever.

>>3226502
LMAO, poor assault. Still think he's best boy, and this just reaffirms it.

>>3226502
>"I did the right thing." He thought. "And I'll keep doing it, no matter what."
Madman, he's truly /ourguy/

>>3226504
You mean the fairy Bitch that steals other powers and doesn't rely on her own strength?
Oh yeah great choice there

>>3226532
WHY ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR WRITING SHED?!?

>>3226502
Heh. Sounds like Assault is possibly sleeping on the couch tonight.

So there were 3 capes who could have talked to us over the phone in>>3225912
Was Triumph the third option?

Also, I forget. Has THIS Barnaby jumped in the chemical vat yet? I can't remember if that happened before or after his escape fro mArmsy in the OG threads.

>>3226538
she doesn't steal them, She takes them from the dead. So she has to kill the fuckers first and considering how her powers scale, and how young she was when she triggered she effectively went normie vs cape until she got some muscle with her. so pretty bad ass.

And yes, her.

>>3226553
Also, she has cute fan art and nobody gets to pick their power.

Major positive that this is reborn. The only downside is that I don't have pants with enough room to hold my errection and it will last more than 3h.

True to Assault's word it's not too long before a PRT trooper comes along to walk you back out, throwing you an Armsmaster T-shirt and some generic looking black cargo pants so people don't see you in the same clothes you went in with. best to have a little space between the guy that rode in with armsmaster and the extremely recruit-able blonde kid. Anything less would just be throwing the Empire a bone. Apparently you're to expect a call within the next few days on your cell.

From Armsmaster.

Let no one say that Barnaby Campbell is a cape nerd but still. That's fucking rad.

You decide in a moment of rare luxury, to get a taxi home. Taxi's being one of the safest methods of transportation in the city due to the stirling work of the Cabbie's Union. It's always good to get home in good time. Sure there's a few cop cars going past, but there's always something going on in the bay, what's the chances you'll run into it.

Standing across the street from your family's house, watching as police hold your neighborhood folks back, maybe you shouldn't have tempted fate like that.
Apparently the Paramedics just sped off with your brother to the hospital.

The crowd isn't the usual Brockton Bay observers though. No. They're out for blood. You can see Miss Militia over the crowd, Standing with a shotgun in her hands and desperately entreating the crowd to stay calm. It isn't working though. They can all see as your old man comes out the door in handcuffs, a bloody crack in the top of his head as he struggles against the police hauling him out.

And they surge forwards as one.battering against the police as an angry mob becomes a lynching.

You're frozen in place, giggling as tears stream down your face while the angry people are pushed back and your father rushed off in another ambulance.

At some point a policeman comes over, asking why you're still stood outside after everyone else has left. Then you ask which hospital they took your brother to, and it seems to click for them.

You're driven to Brockton General Hospital, it was closer than the Medhall complex, so that's where they ended up.

At some point you're sat down by a very polite officer, who explains that the entirety of your family is now in surgery. Each of them for something different.

Mike was shot four times.
Mom has a concussion, brain damage too.
Father got the shit kicked out of him by four police officers.

Apparently Mike has the best chance at life.

At some point you fall asleep, sat in a chair outside of a surgery.
Maybe you'll wake up at home.

>>3226665
The empire does not fuck around. Least, i hope its only the empire

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>>3226665
...Ahhh fuuuuck
I forgot.

This still Worm.

Truly there can be no hope in this hell. No hope at all.

>>3226681
You thought this was One Bad Day, a fun romp through canon? You thought this was like any other fanfic quest with an OC MC? You thought this was a fucking GAME?

This is Worm, Barnaby or not, fanfic or not.

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>>3226665
NOOOOOOOOOOOO

>>3226665
You have every apology from me if I have mistaken your identity, and still more if this discussion is unwelcome, but I would like to ask for your help.

The pages of Sykes' grimoire lay yet unfinished.

>>3226726
I have no idea what you're talking about. But I am intrigued.

>>3226736
I'm sorry. I thought you were the creator of MNQ. They have given their blessing for anyone to succeed them as QM, but many questions about how the quest's magic system are still unanswered.

>>3226553
>So she has to kill the fuckers first and considering how her powers scale, and how young she was when she triggered she effectively went normie vs cape until she got some muscle with her. so pretty bad ass.
Actually the wiki says her base power is if she touches the parahumans body or comes into contact with their power they die and she collects them.
So your waifu a shit.

So Anons.
will this Barnaby finally acquire a hotdog without proverbial fecal matter hitting the proverbial fan?

I'm not giving up on this, there will be a veritable CRUSADE for a hotdog if I have a say in the matter!

>>3226775
Huh, didn't know that. though i stopped believing wiki when it said that whne she absorbed eidolon she gained the power to summon 6 ghosts instead of the usual 4.
If they can get something that basic wrong, how reliable is the wiki?

and still cute.

>>3226681
>Time to get the laughing gas out like last time

>>3226794
The glorious hot dog battle arena

You awaken suddenly, a hand on your shoulder shaking you gently. You shake them off as you stand, looking around and expecting a doctor or nurse. What you find is a young girl, with curly hair and what a cruel person might call a flat face.

Panacea, Brockton's miracle healer.

Christ, she looks how you feel. You can feel bags forming under your eyes in sympathy to her own.

"You the brother he keeps yelling about B-something?"

That wakes you the fuck up.

"What? I mean yeah, probably. Barnaby Campbell."

"He's awake, room thirteen you-"

And with that you're gone, sprinting down the hall at all possible speed, stopping only to follow the signs that lead to your brother. It's not long before you find yourself at the door and barge through, practically diving onto the bed as you pull Mike into your arms.

The two of you sit there for what seems like hours, you repeating apologies and him crying. It's only about an hour in that he finally speaks.

"I got in the way, I tried. I promise. I'm not as tough as you bro. I'm sorry."

Eventually a doctor comes in and you stop. He comes over to Mike's bed and the two of you turn to face him. He's tall, and brown haired, with a wispy beard that belongs on a hippy commune rather than a medical facility. You won't say that to his face though, he's probably a better doctor than you'll ever be.

"Are you the Campbell boys? I have some news about your mother."

That sends off a flurry of questions from Mike, Is she safe? Is she gonna be okay? did she get shot? That last one you didn't expect, you know Mike got shot of course, but you didn't expect him to be so blase about it. You'd probably have asked that first.

The doctor waves you off and plows through the barrage of queries from the little one that all basically add up to one thing.

Is She Alive.

"She's going to be alright, but not for a while. Panacea fixed most of her injuries but there wasn't anything she could do about the brain damage she suffered. It was very damaging I'm afraid. She's alive and we believe she'll regain consciousness, but it could be months before we see any improvement."

The sheer agony on Mike's face can only be matched by the utter confusion on yours. A confusion you can't quite put to words unfortunately. He seems to understand however.

"I couldn't find any family, normally I'd be having this conversation with your grandparents or uncles but there are none." The stone veneer of his face cracks for a moment at that, and you can see a profound sense of empathy, and hope, but just a little. "Unless you know of any relatives?"

"No, it's just us."

Now it's not quite true necessarily, your mother had plenty of friends on your old street. But no one could afford two extra kids to feed and put through school. so that route is out.

"If it helps, your mother had a lucrative insurance policy. So long as she recovers within the next three or four years, it should be covered entirely."
Cont

>>3227081
>You won't say that to his face though, he's probably a better doctor than you'll ever be.
Oh Barn, if you knew...

I saw the name of the quest and I sped-read like a motherfucker through the contents before getting here. So goddamn glad to have you back VOID, wishing you all the best.

>>3227092
Someones gonna have to explain that to me, i ain't getting it.

"And Dad's finally in jail is he? He went too far and for once someone actually noticed.

"I'm afraid your father is dead... killed while in a holding cell at the police station I believe. Apparently Panacea and Glory Girl were there and saw the whole thing. They're saying it was the Empire. That Crusader fellow..."

The doctor looks at you both before sighing heavily. "Michael is uninjured now, Panacea does good work. But he'll need lots of food for the next few days to replenish himself so it'd be better if you stayed. That and we've contacted a caseworker, as is the usual course of action. They'll be able to find you suitable housing accommodations. They should be here in a few hours. If you need anything in the meantime, anything at all, just press the button." He says, indicating a call button on the side of the bed.
"I wish I could do more, I'm sorry."
And with those parting words, he leaves.

There's a terrible sense of despair in the room now, a sort of directionless fatigue that seems to permeate your very being.

Perhaps there's something you could do?

Now's as good a time as any to bring up your powers. Knowing you have a plan might help. [???]
Maybe visit mom, he didn't say you couldn't after all. She won't be awake, but it'd be good to see her. [???]
Just sleep, you both need it and Mike will need time to think. hell, you need time to think. [???]
Call the Protectorate from outside, maybe this can push your stuff forwards a few days. Wards get paid for, not just as a job but also their living costs if their parents can't help. You're sure you can negotiate something. [???]

Pick ONE

>>3227200
you spent most of a mad bomber's rampage stitching up children in the original run.
I think you rolled a twenty for that too

>>3227200
In the original quest, Barnaby/Manic became really good at figuring out how things work, to the degree where brain surgery became possible.

>>3227213
>Maybe visit mom, he didn't say you couldn't after all. She won't be awake, but it'd be good to see her. [???]
WHAT COULD POSSIBLY GO WRONG?

>>3227213
>Maybe visit mom, he didn't say you couldn't after all. She won't be awake, but it'd be good to see her. [???]
>Make a mental note to seek out Crusader later on
This isn't original One Bad Day anymore. We're in new territory now.

>>3227213
>Just sleep, you both need it and Mike will need time to think. hell, you need time to think. [???]

We both need time to digest this, Michael can learn more about our powers once he has a chance to sleep. Right now, he needs us more than anything.

>>3227213
>Maybe visit mom, he didn't say you couldn't after all. She won't be awake, but it'd be good to see her. [???]
Time to hunt the nazis

>>3227213
>Maybe visit mom, he didn't say you couldn't after all. She won't be awake, but it'd be good to see her.

>>3227213
>Just sleep, you both need it and Mike will need time to think. hell, you need time to think. [???]
Ok ok so if I got this right, Dad got violent, shot Mike and beat mom. He got sent to jail, and THEN he got killed by an Empire cape??
What the hell did he do to get on this Crusader guy's bad side? Unless this 'Crusader' just happens to vehemently despise domestic abusers... we gotta look into this soon-ish.

>>3227213
>Maybe visit mom, he didn't say you couldn't after all. She won't be awake, but it'd be good to see her. [???]

calling it here, but I'll have to start on the write up tomorrow. It's three minutes to midnight and I am shattered.

>>3227213
>visit mum

>>3227213
Maybe visit mom, he didn't say you couldn't after all. She won't be awake, but it'd be good to see her.

>>3227244
>Dad got violent, shot Mike and beat mom.
That's what happened in Mike's interlude back in One Bad Day #6, which takes place three days AFTER Barnaby disappears.

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2559832/

Mike gets a Tinker trigger from it – and just like how Barnaby becomes the Joker, Mike becomes the Comedian from Watchmen.

Not sure if Mike triggered from this event this time, but this happened differently than back in OBD. We're definitely not in the same OBD world though, thanks to VOID being a better writer and thanks to the reboot reboot.

>>3227244
In addition, seeing as VOID is better at trigger events and powers now, any trigger events of other characters should be in line with the rules now.

Y'know I remember calling Void "the new Crusty" or something back in the early threads. I wonder if that's the moment I jinxed him or something.

>>3227500
Found it, thread 2
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2534905/

Anonymous (ID: /Cy7VG92) 05/06/18(Sun)18:31:34 No.2538232
>Britbong makes a very succesful quest based on a cape setting
Is this the new Homeless Mutant Quest?

Anonymous (ID: s5x6REB9) 05/06/18(Sun)18:34:05 No.2538240
>>2538232
I sure hope it is, and I sure hope this finishes all the way. RIP Crusty.

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>>3227525
Those poor naive past-anons, the things awaiting for you...

Some context on Crusader:

>Crusader was a neo-Nazi; he believed that he was a patriot, that America belonged to a certain kind of people, and that it was being "polluted" by "people with differences".

>He regarded himself as a "simple man with simple tastes": he was heterosexual, a fan of American football, enjoyed steak and potatoes and a good fight. He disliked organizations that he felt were overly focused on the "big picture" to the exclusion of ordinary Americans, like Gesellschaft.

>Crusader wears armor and carries a ten-foot-long spear. He can create ghostly duplicates of himself and his possessions, which pass through inorganic objects, but not organic ones. The duplicates can float and lift him into the air, giving him a limited form of flight.

>He was "dimly" aware of the actions of his duplicates, and direct them mentally, although they appeared to operate with some degree of autonomy. Taylor speculated that they were "infused with fragments of his ego".

>Justin triggered when he was caught attempting to murder his developmentally disabled sister after years of her getting all the attention and being forced to undergo transplants to help her.

Nasty piece of work

Glad to see you alive Void. That was a dramatic disappearing act

What you said up top, did you mean that we aren't going to go back to the other Barnaby's? The Ripper was my favourite by far

>>3227213
Maybe visit mom, he didn't say you couldn't after all. She won't be awake, but it'd be good to see her. [???]
Punisher Route here we go

>>3228640
Imagine being such a little bitch your powers trigger from what is essentially a hissy fit.

>>3227213
Oh I had forgotten to ask Void, but when if ever would you resume the OG One Bad Day Timeline? Cause you left it on such a fucking note man, I hope you pick it up again soon.

>>3229435
eh, to be fair "Forced to undergo transplants" doesn't sound good.

And the neglect was bad enough that he felt totally and utterly isolated from literally everyone else.
Because Master trigger y'know?

>>3229438
probably not, part of the reason I stopped that was because you had gotten too powerful too fast, and It was going to be too difficult to challenge you.

>Go see your mom.
writing

>>3229529
We finally have a Holy Trinity of Worm quests on this site and it makes me happy
RIP Rapes of Cain City, welcome new trinity

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>>3229538
A Triumvirate, if you will.

>>3229538
Man, that quest was fucking awesome and it died almost instantly

>>3229544
>Heri dies and then they form the Triumvirate
>Rain City dies before the three Worm quests are made
It checks out

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>>3229552
>tfw my shitty fanfiction quest is being placed on the same level as VOID and HE WHO MEDDLES
I'm happy, joyful and confused

Christ, this whole day has been one long bad decision.

And this might have been one of your worst.

Melissa Campbell, your mom. One of the two things in your life that really gave it meaning, and now she's just lying there. You can't see her face through the bandages either, the only thing that would even clue you in would be her general height and the label on the door.

In the end, all you can really do is set at the end of her bed and ponder why? What went wrong, would it have been different if you'd stayed in today? You should have been there, you could have done something if you weren't suddenly too good for your family as soon as you had a way out.

Too busy joyriding with the heroes, now your brother has four bullets in him. Taken while trying to do your goddamn job. You open your mouth to say something, to apologise. In the end, there's no point to it.

She can't hear you any way.

Say something for god's sake.

But you don't.
[???]

The next few days pass in a blur, you meet your caseworker a few hours later. A very proper looking woman named Agatha, who fits her name to a tee. White hair and tiny glasses making her exemplify the lovely old lady stereotype. She takes you and Mike out of the hospital practically as soon as they let her, and puts the two of you up in her guest room until the paperwork gets sorted out.

Apparently Mike and you are going to end up in an actual orphanage if nothing changes. Obviously you were aware that they were a thing but you'd never had the context before, placing them in the same mental category as horse drawn carriages and chimney sweeps, relics of old books and tv shows.

That's how you find yourself staring at the roof of an unfamiliar room, trying desperately to sneak in a few moments of sleep past your anxieties. And you find yourself asking the question.

What the hell do I do now?

Tell your brother about your powers, and maybe joining the Wards. It'd be cruel not to.

Waving it in his face that you're "Special"? that it's all okay now because your bro can make weird metal shit? Mike's a kid, but he's not dumb. Screw this superhero shit, your brother needs you.

He does, which is why you need to make the call. They have to take care of you if you join, and looking after Mike could be a condition. Too risky to tell him though. You have to keep him away from cape shit. It's far too dangerous for him to know.

didn't come out as I'd like it. but it was taking far too long to put it down, so I pushed through.

>>3229642
That's what you gotta do as a QM m8

>>3229565
eh, you are like the legend to VOID's Eidolon and Meddles's Alexandria You're pretty good, Akire
>>3229640
>Tell your brother about your powers, and maybe joining the Wards. It'd be cruel not to.
Rule #1: No secrets from Mike

>>3229640
I say we tell Mike. It'd be nice if we can work out a deal to have Mike live inside PTR territory, away from the gangs in exchange for us joining the Wards.

Besides, we already vanished once and look what happened while we were gone.

>>3229640
>Tell your brother about your powers, and maybe joining the Wards. It'd be cruel not to.

>>3229640

>Tell your brother about your powers, and maybe joining the Wards. It'd be cruel not to.

>>3229654
Thank you anon

>>3229640
>Tell your brother about your powers, and maybe joining the Wards. It'd be cruel not to.

Wardsmind, but also tell your bro.

You sit up from the couch you were previously napping on, looking over to the bed where Mike lies, occasionally shuffling back and forth in his sleep.

"Hey, you awake?"

A second of silence then...

"Yeah? You can't sleep either huh?" He rolls over to face you, yawning as he mirrors your posture, propping himself up with his elbows.

You finally relax your lip muscles, pulling them out of the slight grin you'd managed to keep them in and letting them rest as a full on smile.
"I've been thinking for a while, and I've got some stuff I've gotta tell you. A couple days ago I got grabbed by the ABB, remember how I came home uh, shirtless and smiling?"

"How could I forget? That was weird as hell."

"I got powers Mike, I'm a Tinker. bendy too. I got away by stretching my hands out of the cuffs they were keeping me in."

"No way..."
Almost immediately he goes from tired and kind of depressed looking to awake and in cape fan mode. sitting full up in bed now, with his hands on his lap.
"Have you built anything yet? have you got like a... secret base or something full of superscience. Can I see it?"

You actually laugh at that, one of the few real ones you've done since your Trigger. You shake your hands in front of your chest while you calm down and catch your breath. "Hold on there Mikey, it's only been a few days bro, chill. And to answer your question yeah, I built a machine that makes this weird metal. I was gonna use it to make more stuff but then uh."

"What?"

You decide to embellish just a bit, it is your brotherly duty to make yourself seem as cool as possible after all.
"I kicked Stormtiger's ass is what happened. He was all, "don't be stupid, be a smarty. etcetera" and I was like "Nahhh" He never saw it coming."

"That's insane, whe- when did THAT happen?"

You give him an exaggerated shrug, smug smirk in full force.
"Like last week, no biggy. Just sort of happened. Now he's in Protectorate custody. I may have gotten to meet both Armsmaster and Assault. They were okay you know, for people who aren't me."

He's covering his face with his hands now, practically turning green with envy.
"Oh god, please don't tell me you made any jokes."

"My jokes are grea-"

"Your jokes are Terrible!"

Then you look him dead in the eye, smirk reaching maximum power.
"And if I pull this off right, neither of us will have to go live in a damn orphanage."

You raise a finger as he goes to interrupt, speaking slower now as it finally comes out.

Cont

>>3229750
"They want me to join the Wards, but if I join then they've gotta take care of me. Give me a place to stay and anything. Thing is, I'm gonna try and make you part of the deal too."

He looks a bit confused at that, happy but confused. "Can you do that? I can't shoot lasers or anything. I can't join the Wards."

"Yeah, but if they want to keep me then they'll have to look after you too."

You get up as you say this, trapping your little bro in a headlock and noogie-ing him mercilessly.
"We're a package deal alright, they want me then they have to look after you too. It's my job to look after you." You let him pull out of the headlock, giving you a thump on the arm as he goes.
"I was gonna give them a call tomorrow, explain the situation and see what happens. You in?"

"Hell yeah." He says, hugging you around the chest. "I love you bro."

"Pfft... weirdo."

"Fuck you too.

The two of you talk for a while more. laughing and joking like usual for a few more hours, until the sun starts to come up.

Time to walk the walk.

Cont.

You call the Protectorate line you were given at around lunchtime the next day, tapping your feet against the floor as you the other side rings.
How are you planning on doing this?

Aggressive, you know exactly what it is you want to achieve here. You're going to push until you and your little brother are taken care of.

Try to lean on the empathy of whoever it is you end up talking to. That might work.

>>3229757
>Aggressive, you know exactly what it is you want to achieve here. You're going to push until you and your little brother are taken care of.

>>3229757
Try to lean on the empathy of whoever it is you end up talking to. That might work.

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>>3229757
>Aggressive, you know exactly what it is you want to achieve here. You're going to push until you and your little brother are taken care of.
But subtle, in the style of THIS suave motherfucker. Am I right or am I right?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QHA4xh8sLKU

>>3229757
>Try to lean on the empathy of whoever it is you end up talking to. That might work.
We are nicer than Manic

>>3229757
>Aggressive

We want to be reasonable sure, but we will not back out on this matter.

>>3229757
>Aggressive, you know exactly what it is you want to achieve here. You're going to push until you and your little brother are taken care of.
Honestly? They WANT us where they can see us. Instinctively lobotomizing someone? Someone is capable of that, you don't want them out on the streets by themselves where they might get nabbed by the gangs of the city.

Speaking of the lobotomy, it's gonna bite us in the ass when Mike eventually learns about it - hopefully he's understanding enough when the time comes.

>>3229761
I fucking love it. Especially since Reboot!Barnaby isn't as unstable as OBD!Barnaby yet(at least until our Shard tries to make him jump into a chemical vat), we could easily build up a personality like this! At least when were on cape duty.

15 minutes to discuss adn vote for stuff. I have to head across the road for milk.

>>3229769
Avoid cars, muggers, car muggers and mugger cars.

>>3229768
oh, okay. can't have parentheses in the text you're trying to have spoilered 'cause it fucks up the formatting. Gotcha, 4chan.

>>3229781
(really?)

>>3229781
Ctrl+S

>>3229784
(Yo wtf. guess it was ME that fucked up as usual.)

>>3229787
Oh shit. I didn't know this was a thing, thanks Anon! Gotta write this down somewhere

I'm back.
The car salesman approach it is.

>>3229795
>car salesman
Oh, alright. I thought it would be more violent than that.

The phone picks up, and you wait only a few seconds to figure out who's on the other end of the line.
"Campbell, I was going to call you later."
Armsmaster, Perfect.

You dig deep, inhale... and let loose your inner god of death.

"Hey! Armsy. Good to hear from you again buddy, how's Dragon? Good, great! Anyways, About the Wards thing. Ran into a tiny snag at home, bit of an inconvenience. Really it's tiny... Just need a quick teeny tiny itty bitty favour."

He recovers from your vocal tirade worryingly quickly, for a second you thought you had it but given how much thought he's giving this you might not have managed to put him quite off guard enough.

"That depends on PRT regulations and the legality of the favour in question, in addition I am currently on patrol.-

Shit, that's worrying, he's already rallied. Activate phase two.

"Really buddy you want to hear this, it's pretty basic and if the answer's no it's enough of a deal breaker that I might as well go somewhere else. See me and my kid brother are kinda low on places to go at the moment, being." Your breath hitches for a moment, but you hide it behind the smile and keep talking.

"Between legal guardians. I know the Protectorate's gotta take care of Wards, but I thought I'd call in and quickly double check what exactly it is that you're gonna do for my brother. Who is now the only member of my family walking around upright."

Armsmaster stops trying to break through the wall of words for a moment, eventually, you hear a grunt before he cuts in with his own, slower contribution to the (previously rather one sided) conversation.

"The Protectorate does all it can to ensure the safety and wellbeing of it's Wards and their families, however in the case where orphans who are not Wards are concerned. The usual authorities have jurisdiction. Your brother will be best off in the systems already in place."

A fucking canned reply, your blood boils as you start all but yelling down the line, previous tactic all but forgotten.
"That's not good enough man. I'm not letting my brother getting sent of to some random orphanage where he'll get picked up by gangers. I'm all he has left!"

There's a long moment, but when he does speak again, it's not so emotionless as before
"I'm sorry..."
Not that it's any better of an answer.

Shit, time for one last push.

D20+1 lads.
It's time.

Rolled 1 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>3229864

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>3229864
Someone please roll a 20

Rolled 18 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>3229864
Come on!

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Welp, I tried.

>>3229870
>>3229871
>>3229873
Fuck, this is Armmaster taking revenge for all the dismemberings

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>>3229870
okay, so

>Mike orphanaged rather than looked after as well as you.

>Relationship with armsmaster go WAY DOWN

pick one.

>>3229880
>Relationship with armsmaster go WAY DOWN

>>3229880
>>Relationship with armsmaster go WAY DOWN
And nothing of value was lost.

>>3229880
Also this was the first roll of the thread, It's almost impressive.

>>3229880
>Relationship with armsmaster go WAY DOWN

Nothing ever changes.

>>3229880
>Relationship with armsmaster go WAY DOWN

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>>3229880
>Relationship with Assmaster go way down
FUCK ASSMASTER

>>3229880
Barnster thinks armsy is cool, but right now M-dog is all he has.

So fuck that aspie, (no matter how much I like him as a character)

Oh boy. this is gonna be great.
writing.

Well shit. Dice God fuckery threw the preferrable plan right into the incinerator.

Alright, what next. Obviously we're not ditching Mike for the PTR, but how can we make ends meet from here.

>>3229920
It's just like last time, we piss off Armsy right after we call the PRT

Time is a loop, choice is meaningless, just go along for the ride.

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>>3229934
>>3229920
NOOOOOOOOO

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"Dont! Give me that Shit! I thought I was talking to Armsmaster, best Tinker in the Protectorate and Hero Captain of the East by Northeast. I came to you because you were highest goddamn authority I could think of."

He recovers quickly, contrition becoming anger as you turn a week of grief and fear in his direction.

"I have to do what's best for everyone boy, not just you. I have the people of this entire city to protect, if you aren't willing to sacrifice a single attachment, then-"
He stops, just for a second. but that second is long enough for you to get really mad, and say something you're almost certain that you'll regret. You pull out the nuclear option.

"I've sacrificed enough, Armsmaster. My mother, my home. If you can't help me look after Mike, there are others who can."

Then there's silence on the line, from both of you.

"Let's not be hasty."
You can feel the anger under the smooth veneer of passivity he's putting up. But at least he's taking you seriously now.
"I will speak with my superiors. Expect a call within the hour."
Those last few words come out like something foul. Hissed from between clenched teeth.

You sigh, and wait until the call disconnects. There's no doubt in your mind though that it's done. At a cost yes, but your family come first.

Always

Cont

>>3229885
It's like you never left, huh?

>>3229903
You should have just made some more timelines

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With a flick of an eyelid you close the call, performing a perfect U turn back to base. Piggot needs to hear of this complication as soon as possible, and you've got to head off any potential negative ramifications to your career.

Another Tinker would be a feather in your cap, but a rogue tinker with an axe to grind against the PRT? Complete mission failure, an unacceptable result.

Maybe you should be more understanding, Colin? He has a line in the sand, same as you. Only his is actually altruistic.

"Colin, you could have dealt with that much better."
That hits you like a ton of bricks. You forgot Dragon was listening in.

"It's out of my hands, the Youth Guard would never stand for it. It'd be seen as us extending our jurisdiction to unpowered individuals. Even if Piggot agrees to it the higher ups never will."

"So tell him that... I looked through the news cycle as well. Colin, two days ago his entire family was either hospitalised or killed. Did you expect him to be acting rationally?"

You always hated when she did this, it made you feel like a child. Standing in front of a disapproving parent.

"That doesn't change whether or not I can help him. I want to, but even now There's almost no chance of it happening. What could we do anyway? House him with the other Wards? That would put them and their families in danger."

A heavy sigh escapes your lips before you can quite stop it, and you furrow your brow as you reach the force bridge.

"I have to protect this city, everyone is looking up to me. The needs of the many outweigh the needs of one."

You're doing what's necessary. If you were the hero you pretend to be, it wouldn't hurt.

Fin.

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>>3229978
I'd almost forgotten how this bitch acts; but thanks to this helpful reminder, I can now safely say the following:
FFFFFFFFFFFFUCK Armsmaster.

>>3229978
Colin pls

>>3229984
And this time around we didn't accelerate his character development

>>3229978
>You always hated when she did this, it made you feel like a child. Standing in front of a disapproving parent.
Dude just listen to your robot waifu best girl, it's not hard

Quick Question:
Can we still bully Pancake in this iteration?

>>3230036
Not in the same manner or capacity as Manic!Barnaby did, I think.

Doesn't mean we can't find new ways to bully!

And guys, want to know a fun thing to do if we ever fight normies?

Just hit them with the intention to make them get super powers. That way the entities will refuse to give them to the normies.

>>3230049
I look forward to dunking on Pancakes, as is Worm Quest tradition.

>>3230061
Doesn't work that way

>>3230072
I know it doesn't, But it does increase our chances.

Governments had tried to force others to trigger, but and i quote 'it seemed that they all refused to trigger, even when the triggree was unaware of the intent behind their tortures"

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You get your answer an hour later on the dot. Text format as well, which you can only guess is to stop the situation from escalating.

PRT EMPLOYEES ETHAN AND MELISSA CARMINE HAVE VOLUNTEERED TO ADOPT YOUR BROTHER, SHOULD YOU JOIN THE WARDS. THIS IS THE ONLY OFFER WE CAN MAKE. IF YOU FIND IT ACCEPTABLE, BE AT THE PRT BUILDING 14:25 WITH CASEWORKER AND BROTHER IF HE KNOWS ABOUT YOUR POWERS. I RECOMMEND YOU DELETE THIS MESSAGE AFTER READING

That's more like it, not perfect certainly but better than the flat "no" you got before. The tone of the message rankles you, but you can't exactly blame him for being a bit standoffish. Not after threatening to go villain.

You head back in from the garden, smiling to Agatha as you head into the front room where Mike's watching the Mouse Protector show.
You'd never tell anyone, being almost an adult and all, but the Mouse Protector show is fuckin' rad. Like old school Spongebob.

"I think I got it man. I think I might have pissed em off a bit, but eventually they gave me a fair shot."

He looks around at that, muting the show as he turns, wide eyed and smiling.
"Nice, what'd they say?"

"Well, I'd be a "Ward" (heh) of the state, but two of their employees volunteered to adopt you officially. It'd mean I could still visit you outside of "work" And yes you do finger guns, because any excuse to do finger guns is a good excuse.

Mike goes quiet for a bit after that, emotion clearly dividing him somewhat as he thinks through it all.
"It wouldn't be permanent right? It'd just be until Mom wakes up?"

That's a fuckin' question.
In the end, you decide to go the safe option.
"Probably, the doc said it should only be a few months, so it'll probably be over before you know it. It all depends on if you're comfortable with new people though."
You look him straight in the eye, pulling your smile down to make your face as serious as you can.
"It's you and mom I care about alright? If you don't want this then just say so. I'll find another way."

"I'll do it. Plus, it's not like they can be worse than Dad right?"

Right. Now we've just got to tell Agatha.
Cont

Convincing Agatha that you're a parahuman is as easy as feeding the contents of her trashcan into your fabricator and dropping the metal sheet you get onto the floor edge first.

Which it quickly cuts through, of course. It doesn't seem to stop at any point, but that's the Yangban's problem now.

Translator's Note:The Yangban is the chinese shadow government.

Agatha seems somewhat put out by your lack of communication when it comes to planning this. But she seems to understand once you explain that you didn't want to tell anyone ideally. In the end though, the two of you finding a temporary home until your mother recovers was always the objective, so she's very supportive once it's fully explained.

Then, a few hours later you find yourself walking into the PRT building again, alongside a larger group of tourists that you assume are here for collection and searches before they go on one of the Rig tours.

Instead however, the three of you are taken aside and hurried into a waiting room outside of the office belonging to Director Piggot, head of the local PRT.

You wait there for quite a while, and the nerves are just beginning to get to you when Mike leans over and gives you a shoulder bump. "You've got this. If you act even a tenth as cool as I know you are, they'll be begging you to join."

You choke out a quick giggle at that. Then the door opens, and you're all called inside.

I have a Dark Heresy game now. So the next update won't be for a few hours. Feel free to ask any questions you might have.

>>3230163
Well first off: how've you been, Void? I hope that the worst is behind you.

Second: how much bullying do you think the Wards would let us get away with before Pancakes complains?

>>3230163
What sorta character you running with dark heresy? I was always more a rouge trader man

>>3230186
Techpriest, with all the cyber stuff.
Luminen blast and enhanced maglev Transcendance is a hell of a drug.
Plus the GM gave me a galvanic rifle because I joined partway through a campaign.

>>3230179
In order of questions asked. I'm good and very little. Unless it's very well disguised.

I'm back.
gimme a sec to write.

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Okay guys, let's discuss. How would Barnaby get along with the Wards?

For reference, the Wards are (pic related, left to right):
>Aegis: Wards leader. Capable, smart, with something to prove. His power basically makes him a flying cockroach with shittons of redundancies - "blinding him allows him to see by sensing light through his skin, cutting his throat bleeds no more than cutting the back of his hand, cutting off an arm would only last until he could get it reattached and stabbing him in the heart means that other organs would take its place." He can literally survive being decapitated.
>Gallant: A real knight in shining armor type, the armor gives the intentional false impression that he's a tinker. Fires concussive energy blasts that affect peoples' emotions specifically. Also senses emotions in a range around him.
>Glory Hole (New Wave): Miss Traumatized Sequel Protagonist of Ward now, dumb flying cunt of Worm then. Enough said. Fear/Awe aura, super strength, flight, body force-field.
>Vista: Strong contender for best girl of Worm, despite being only 13 during this time. Super-powerful space warper.
>Cockblocker: Strong contender for best boy of Worm. Joke master, observant, willing to work with villains when needed. Timestops objects he touches somewhere between 30 seconds and 10 minutes, with no control over duration.
>Shadow Stalker: Possibly worst girl of Worm. Muh social darwinism, muh pretador and pray dichotomy, muh alpha bitch. Severely influenced by her shard after triggering, which doesn't make her any less unsympathetic. Can shift into shadowy breaker state to phase through objects, which she can pass onto her equipment. Extremely vulnerable to aerosols, electricity and stalling in place.
>Kid Win: Smile on the outside, self-doubt on the inside, also with ADD and dyscalculia fucking with his tinkering. Thinks his specialization is advanced guns, but much later finds out it's actually multi-utility modular devices with alternate settings.
>Shielder (New Wave): Family powers of flight, energy beams, and force fields - except his force fields are godlike while his flight is snail-pace and his light blasts are shitty.
>Laserdream (New Wave): Family powers of flight, energy beams, and force fields - except her flight and lasers are godlike, while her force fields are shitty. She also has motion sickness which really puts a dampener on her sanic speed flying.
>Pancake (New Wave): Possibly worst girl of Worm. Constantly guilty, constantly lonely, constantly depressed. From constant exposure to Victoria's awe aura for years since being first adopted, becomes 100% gay for her. This leads to her under endless stress, resulting in her eventually ruining everything for everyone in the worst ways possible. Biokinetic, can modify any and all carbon-based life - one of the most OP powers in all of Worm on one of the worst fucking characters ever. Ugh.

>>3230933
I don't really see any problems with getting along with anyone except the obvious- Glorified Girl might be hit or miss. Shadow Dicksucker and Pannacotta can both go jump in an acid vat for us.
Perhaps we could experiment on Aegis or convince Kid Win to specialize in bio-stuff too.

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>>3230933
Blame the Marquis for that. The fucker was gave his shard such a fantastic fucking experience that it budded off the ultra power for her. Like jesus, that guy was great.

>>3230933
I'd personally prefer to be as much as a dick as possible to all of them. Maybe not Vista.

>>3230933
>>3230966
>>3230981
>>3231022
Oh yeah, and not pictured:
>Browbeat: Who?
>Chariot: Not in Wards at this time.
>Crucible: Only post timeskip.
>Flechette: Joins from Leviathan fight onward.
>Weld: Joins from Leviathan fight onward.
>Triumph: Not in Wards at this time, I think? He first shows up in the Undersiders party crashing chapters.
>Toggle: Only post timeskip.

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Your first Impression of Director Piggot is one that can only be described as presence. The instant you enter the office there is no doubt that the Iron Battleaxe in front of you is director Piggot, and Piggot is she. If asked what the chances were for her to have a gun in her drawer, the answer would be yes.

When you get past her intimidating presence Piggot herself is a tall and overweight woman, with pallid skin and quite a bit of fat on her, but she wears it like a battleship's armour.

Seriously, all she's doing is glaring at you and this woman is fucking terrifying.

"Mr Campbell." She begins. "it's good to finally meet you. Your requests caused us quite a bit of trouble, but it's good to see you make the right choice in the end."

You choke back a giggle as she looks over the folders in front of her. This is not the time for laughter. There's nothing you can do about the shit eating grin though, it's taking all your effort to just not burst into terrified laughter, which would be the exact wrong response.
"Yeah, sorry about that. Gotta look after what you've got right?"

"Yes, there's just a few things we'd like to clarify and some paperwork to fill out. After that you'll be brought to the Rig for power testing and after that you'll be introduced to the other Wards."

The menacing aura she had cultivated earlier relaxes as she starts listing off paperwork requirements and a few basic rules to follow. The banality of bureaucracy does wonders to calm the spirit, and you find it difficult to fear someone who's talking about how you need to stay in school.

"Mr Campbell?"

Ah shit, you were so into your inner monologue that you forgot to listen.

"I was asking whether you would prefer a transfer to Arcadia?" She just seems tired when she catches you not listening there, no doubt it's familiar for Wards to drift off when talking about school. "It's what we usually do, but one of our other Wards chose to remain where they were before for identity reasons. Naturally we would take every precaution when moving you, but some would rather not take the risk."

Move out of the worst school in town and into the best? Possibly at the expense of your secret Identity. Y/N?

"In addition, since you're here I trust you find our plan for your brother acceptable." Technically that sentence is a question, but she phrases it as a fact. "The Carmines live within the catchment range for Arcadia anyway, and his grades are to be honest, much better than yours. He'll get in as well, so long as your commitment to joining the Wards stays strong."

You pay much closer attention, but what comes after that is just more of a quick outline for what would be expected of you as a Ward. In order.

Don't do drugs.
Keep your grades up.
Follow orders.
Don't die.

She says it in paragraphs, but you can shorten it to those four basic principles. However there are a few special things for Tinkers that you do have to take notice of.

Cont

"Anything you make with PRT issued resources is owned by the Protectorate until you turn eighteen and graduate into a full Protectorate member. They all must be tested and vetted by both our Image department and a specialised Tinkertech testing facility in Boston. And you are prohibited from the creation of anything that could in any way be considered "Self Replicating".

"You'll also be given a monthly budget for resources, but it's high enough to effectively be a formality. The only Tinker to ever have gone over budget is Artificer in the Kansas city Protectorate, whose equipment directly scales with how expensive the parts he uses are."

"There is a single Wards laboratory, and you will be expected to share it with the others, any disputes go directly to Armsmaster, it is entirely up to you to keep it clean, do I make myself clear?"

"Crystal."

After that there's some details she goes over with Agatha for your housing and food arrangements as well as something far more interesting. Pay.

Turns out you get 50k smackeroos into a trust fund every year on top of minimum wage. Which, frankly is quite a lot for what should come out to be roughly a twenty hour week on the "job".

To condense nearly two hours of talking into a few short sentences, the job comes with free room and board, a better school and damn good pay. All for the low, low price of maybe your life if you decide to fight any Endbringers.

"Well Mr Campbell, have I convinced you yet?"

Now if only she didn't look so damn smug.

Wards route unlock.
I mean, I think I can guess which way you guys are gonna vote.
but here's a no option, just in case.

>>3231279
is a yes

>>3231279
Yes

>>3231279
We're already this deep in. I vote yes.
What's the monthly budget for projects?
What's our power again?
Is there a pastebin?
How much pay is minimum wages and how often do we get payed?
How much cash do we have at hand, at home, and in a bank account if any?

>"Anything you make with PRT issued resources is owned by the Protectorate until you turn eighteen and graduate into a full Protectorate member.
A loop-hole perhaps? Does our minimum wage pay count as PRT issued resources? Because if not then maybe we can make some off the table stuff.
Can you describe the home we will be living in?

>>3231279
Meh, I say we say "No"
Ahh fuck it, fine.

>>3231279
Got a link to the archives threads?
So it was the dad that beat the mom and shot the son, or was it the E88's?

>>3231279
>Yes
We /WARDS/ now

>>3231331
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Zion
Here's the archive for Zion's/VOID'S threads.

Pretty sure dad did the beatin and the shooting Altough in this continuity it's possible the Empire 88 is somehow linked given Barnabyäs old man was killed by an E88 cape.

>>3231317
In order of questions.
"So high that it's essentially limitless"-Almost a quote

Tinker, your specialty is something to do with molecules. You are also bendy as fuck and faster than before, but not supernaturally so. like a double jointed gymnast.

I'm gonna make a pastebin in a second. Probably should have done that before.

7.25 an hour

About twenty bucks. Anything you make with personal funds does count as yours.
You'll be staying in the Wards quarters, which you haven't seen yet. but apparently it's good enough to be a permanent residence.

>>3231331
Yes, he was then killed in jail by a Nazi necromancer for unknown reasons.

>>3231353
>Tinker, your specialty is something to do with molecules.
>we could make bombs
>we could make super combustible fuel or energy generators

>>3231279
>Yes
So the only reason I can think to stay in Winslow is to try befriending Taylor. We doing that or going to a nice school for once.

>>3231382
>befriending Taylor
Why would anyone do this?

>>3231382
>befriending Taylor

I mean, we still got multiple opportunities to meet her on the beat.

Also

>befriending Taylor

>>3231393
>>3231391
I'm not saying I want to but it's a possible option. She isn't a good person but possibly recruiting her before she goes full gang warlord could be good for us. It would at least remove one threat from the field before she eats our dicks off with spiders or some bullshit.

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>>3231382
>befriending worst Wildbow protag
Shiggy diggy

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>>3231412
HOLY FUCK I JUST REALIZED TAYLOR ALWAYS LOOKS LIKE THE GIRL FROM THE SHINDOL DOUJIN IN EVERY SINGLE FANART

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

>>3231401
There are better ways to remove threats

>>3231420
>comparing her to Taylor
She's was a good girl and deserved better.

https://pastebin.com/1U8SYf8F : boom

>>3231425
I tell you what anon.
>>3231420
that would be one way to get rid of her I guess.

also
Yes

Time for Warding.

>>3231436
Maybe we might have enough time to convince her before we transfer?

We don't need to do shit for Taylor, the girl can take care of herself. Focus on family and let the side characters side character.

If we meet her on the beat we can do our best to give her a good impression of the Hero side of things, be a mini Assault. Give her the truth without the bullshit. She'd appreciate that at the very least.

If we don't then we won't lose much anyway.

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PRT Power assessment Test and Threat rating results dated March 18th 2011

Subject is Ward ENE-010 Temporary designation "Smiler"

Basic fitness tests begin. Subject shows no physical abnormalities from outside inspection or X-rays. noted as strange by subject. Subject bends wrist 168 degrees upwards from extended position. Subject escapes Brute restraints by bending bones in hand and wrist.

Subject agrees to test bones for elasticity.

Subject stops tests, complaining of pain in chest and thighs.

Subject's outer bone structure is extremely flexible. (see Exhibit A)

Bones in chest and skull not flexible. Arms and legs only Spinal muscles significantly stronger than height and muscular definition should indicate.

Subject becomes bored while data is recorded, begins handstand at encouragement from junior examiner (REDACTED)

Handstand continues for three minutes before falling over.

Subject rolls to his feet. Not quite perfectly, thinker power unlikely. Technique is examined and found to be lacking in several key areas.

Power tests proper.

Subject claims Tinker power, supplies proof in form of matter fabricator. (DEVICE A)
Device A seems to function by disassembling matter on the molecular level before reassembling it as a thin sheet of metal 3 inches by six. (Device B)

Device A is made out of parts obviously belonging to DVD player and sausage maker. precise mechanism unknown.

Device B Identified as Inconel 363 a theoretical alloy previously thought impossible to produce due to violent reaction when constituent parts are combined at high temperature.

Subject claims to have reattached own arm surgically after Trigger event. Subject presented with surgical tools and cow carcass, told to Tinker.

Tests partially successful. Subject enters fugue state (Exhibit B) and renders carcass down into constituent parts for unknown purpose. Subject uses testing lab materials to render chemical mixtures from the carcass and separates them into six distinct vials. (Exhibit C)

Vials are filled with a mixture of gaseous, solid and liquid pure elements. Subject hypothesizes that these mixtures were to be used as components for actual Tinkertech.

Possible mechanism for Incident-01674-STRMTGR
No inventions or resources to make improvised defence, proceeds to partially render down opponent into materials?

Hypothesis sent to WEGDEG Think Tank for analysis. Results expected within 5-12 days.

Subject expresses lack of knowledge regarding how or what he's creating during the Tinkering process. Fugue state a requisite for power mechanisms?

Subject visibly discomforted when asked about Incident-01674-STRMTGR.

Testing continues. No other anomalous properties displayed by Subject: Smiler

Ending Assessment
Tinker 5+ Rapid dissassembly/Molecular recombination specialty hypothesized. Possible hybrid Tinker, possible Non-Manton Single speciality.

Mover 1-2 Essentially just a double jointed human with a few years of Yoga under their belt.

What are the chances that Barn would ever have reason and/or desire to kill Taylor?

>>3231681
She would have to threaten Mike for some reason. Currently, Taylor would not do that, but Skitter would.

>>3231666
Addendum.
Subject claims extreme difficulty stopping himself from smiling. Initially mistaken at elation due to joining superhero group. Upon a second examination, a result of mutations in the muscle groups surrounding the mouth. Subject claims to begin laughing uncontrollably in stressful situations. Tests reveal no cause, but (RESEARCHER) hypothesizes that any changes to the brain would be undetectable anyway as long as they remained mundane.

Several animals produce sounds similar to laughter when threatened, angry or fearful. Hyenas, notably.

Possibly psychological. Hypothesis sent to WEGDEG on low priority. Answer expected within 3-6 weeks.

Report End

Are we sticking to Smiler, or do we get the choice for a different cape name? Grin might be a good one.

>>3231726
If we mess with ourselves we could call ourselves Hyena

>>3231726
>>3231747
>inb4 Loki
>inb4 Jester
I dunno man. It should be relevant to Barnaby, but involve either the acrobatics or molecules part too

>>3231751
THE TWIST

>>3231233
>Don't do drugs.
>says Piggot to the guy who threw himself into a vat of SmileX in the overwritten timeline
Yeah uh, about that…

>>3231775
like at the end of a joke but also because were super bendy

>>3231783
Yeah, that’s a thought, do our own creations count as drugs or can we upgrade ourselves

>>3231795
Call em tonics, that's what they used to do in the 30's.

>>3231795
>upgrade ourselves
you got anything in mind?

Nice to have you back boss!

>All these people already making meta decisions for characters

How about we try to make people less shit instead of hating on them for things they haven't done yet? Except GG. Completely irredeemable.

>>3231811
Up our brute rating, maybe our mover

>>3231824
I mean that's what we're going to do regardless, but it helps to know who the problem folks are before hand.

GG wasn't that bad. To quote my Grandma she was just smelling herself, a bit too much for a bit too long, and everyone was covering for her fuck ups. Once she goes through the Jelly episode she calms the fuck down.

Reminder Tinkers can scan other capes' powers to incorporate them into the thing they're making, or build using that as a base. Ex. in Ward, there's a guy whose Blaster power is to displace and teleport parts of his body while keeping them fully functional. A Tinker scans this power and uses it to make a whip device that dismembers other people into giblets and limbs while keeping them alive and conscious, giving them a fate worse than death.

Yeah, scanning other powers is part of what makes Tinkers OP. Please keep this in mind guys.

>>3231836
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BEItCGjqcmc