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Welcome everyone, to my attempt at a Teen Titans Quest!

This story takes place outside of the continuities of the shows or comics, and will tell the story of your character and other young heroes who defend Jump City from the forces of evil.

The format's standard. I'll give options for you to vote on at the end of each update. I encourage write-ins, both in terms of dialogue and actions, as those will surely help flesh out your character. Just be aware that, if you do a write-in that includes multiple steps, the ensuing updated will probably only have you accomplish the first step since any number of things can happen.

I hope everybody has fun, and that we can build a good story together!
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You hail from Jump City California. Sitting on the state’s long coastline, Jump City is well-known for being a very nice place to live. With clean streets, surprisingly light traffic, a trusted and well-supplied police force, and no shortage of entertainment venues, it’s a city which most of its civilians consider themselves extremely lucky to call home. For the past seventeen years, you’ve been one of those people, and, for better or worse, it’s home to you. You’ve grown up playing at the beaches and parks, watching films in some of its many theatres, enjoying the rides and games on its massive pier, and otherwise just enjoying the less Jump City exclusive aspects of young life. You’ve been in school since you started kindergarten at age five, you’ve lived in an apartment with your parents and older sister and enjoyed a pretty happy upbringing under a loving family.

Something that sets Jump City apart from places such as Metropolis or Gotham is the lack of super criminals and villains. Most agree that’s a good thing, but some also lament that the absence of villains has meant an absence of heroes. Metropolis has Superman and Supergirl, Gotham has Batman and Robin, Star City has Green Arrow, and so on. Jump City doesn’t have its own hero or heroes.

But it could.

You may not wear spandex and spend your evenings fighting crime, but you do have powers. They started showing up over the past few years, usually right when they’d come in handy. For example, a fight in your school turned oddly memorable when you were able to shrug off punches from a rather large classmate and then pick him up and send him sliding across a cafeteria table. A bonfire at the beach very nearly turned fatal when you tripped and fell right into it, only to miraculously emerge unscathed, the flames not even damaging your clothes. While most people chalked the fight up to adrenaline or you knowing some sort of martial art that lets you throw around large people, and the bonfire incident to you either making things up, or a miracle of some kind, you and your family pretty quickly guessed that something else was going on.

CONT.
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>>4178842
The only question is what that something is. Neither of your parents have any powers, and your sister doesn’t have any either. So why you? And why did they just start popping up in the last year or so? You don’t have the answers to that, but you do think there’s a connection between the appearances of these abilities, and the other odd things that have been happening to you. Around the time these powers started manifesting, you began to occasionally hear a voice. The voice encouraged you to lay a real beatdown on, or even kill the classmate you’d just sent sliding down the cafeteria tables, and later admonished you for falling into the bonfire. Who that voice belongs to is also an uncertainty, but you also occasionally have dreams where you can see a pair of great glowing eyes in the distance, and you’re pretty sure that’s more than just a coincidence.

It’s a beautiful Saturday in Jump City, and you find yourself walking the streets, watching people of all shapes and sizes go about their days. All seems well until you get near the Jump City National bank. Usually, you’ll see a whole bunch of people coming and going as they deposit and withdraw money, but right now you see the Jump City Police Department surrounding it.

>A. Go get a closer look

>B. Keep an eye on it but stay where you are. It’s safer back here.

>C. Just keep walking. This isn’t your business

>D. Stop someone and ask if they know what’s going on
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>>4178844

>B. Keep an eye on it but stay where you are. It’s safer back here.
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>>4178844
>>B. Keep an eye on it but stay where you are. It’s safer back here.
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>>4178844
>A. Go get a closer look
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>>4178845
>>4178848
We got super strength and invulnerability why act like a pussy?
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>>4178844
>A. Go get a closer look

>>4178850
This
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Welcome back OP. Please don't walk the dinosaur on us this time.
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>>4178850
because we kept it a secret so far, why blow it when we don't have all the intel?
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>>4178844
>B. Keep an eye on it but stay where you are. It’s safer back here.
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>>4178845
>>4178848
B.
Curiosity causes you to stop and keep an eye on what's happening, but your better judgement urges you to keep your distance. It's safer back here, after all, and you can still see just fine from your current position.

The Jump City Police Department has at least a dozen officers by your count, which tells you that the situation in the bank must be pretty serious. The JCPD is extremely well-equipped thanks to the mayor, who has made deals with both Wayne Enterprises and Lexcorp that have seen the department outfitted with state-of-the-art equipment. Most officers are dressed in uniforms that would look at home in any number of science fiction shows or films you may have seen. With their body armor and helmets, they look kind of intimidating. Fortunately, the JCPD have proven themselves to be a shining example of police officers doing what they’re supposed to do and protecting the community without abusing their power. And that armor they wear has certainly helped them do their jobs. Able to offer great protection from bullets and reduce the impact from explosions, these pieces of equipment provided by Wayne Enterprises keep officers safe while they protect and serve the community.

And they’ve got more than just good armor. Lexcorp has provided the force with specialized blasters that fire powerful lasers. They come with a stun setting that allow officers to take down dangerous criminals using non-lethal force. There are plenty of people who say that they have different settings and can be quite lethal depending on those settings, but so far that hasn’t come up as an issue. What these weapons and armor have done is made the force extremely effective, so much so that just one or two officers are enough to deal with most disturbances.

So then, why are there more than a dozen taking up position around the bank?

With a booming crash, the doors to the bank are thrown outward in a powerful explosion that send civilians fleeing in panic, and officers to take cover behind their patrol vehicles. They quickly ready their weapons and take aim at what’s left of the building’s demolished entrance.

This is very much out of the ordinary for your city, seeming more like what would happen in a place like Gotham where a supervillain…

Oh no.
>A. Get out of there before things get crazy

>B. Get closer so you can get a better look at whatever’s about to happen

>C. Maybe you can help! Get over there and get ready to fight!

>D. Maybe you can help! But….you probably should find a way to disguise yourself first. (Write-ins heavily encouraged)
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>>4178907

>D. Maybe you can help! But….you probably should find a way to disguise yourself first.
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>>4178907
>A. Get out of there before things get crazy
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>>4178907
Get out of there

Kinda want to see where this goes if we keep our powers on hidden away
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>>4178907
>>B. Get closer so you can get a better look at whatever’s about to happen
think of some sort of disguise while you're at it
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>>4178927
If you keep your powers hidden, you might live a normal life.
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>>4178924
>>4178927

A.

Powers or no powers, this is way beyond what you have the training or the desire to deal with right now. If a super villain is about to walk out of that bank, there’s no telling who or what it is, and what kind of insane damage it can do. It could be anything from a guy with explosives and lacking sanity to some sort of conquering alien god here to spread terror and starting by attacking a symbol of commerce. It’s more than you care to tangle with right now, and with that in mind, you begin to back away.

“Coward…” a voice rumbles, seeming to be coming from everywhere around you and even within you.

You shudder. You’ve never gotten use to that sudden presence, the voice that only you can seem to hear. The lack of knowledge of who or what is speaking, and where it is speaking from has always unnerved you. This time is worse than normal, though. This time, despite speaking only a single word, the unknown presence conveys such a sense of anger and disgust that you feel chilled to the core. But you find that beyond that sudden seizing chill, you feel a sudden bubbling anger. Whatever the reason, this person or thing calling you a coward makes you furious. Where does it get off calling you a coward? Judging you for not rushing into danger against an enemy you know nothing about?

Another explosion draws you away from your contemplations of the mysterious voice, and you find yourself watching in disbelief as one of the police vehicles is sent flying off the ground, crashing and tumbling across the street engulfed in flames. Looking toward the bank entrance, you still don’t see anybody, but you do see something, just barely, moving toward the top of the bank steps. It’s too far to tell what it is, but the police seem to start shooting at it.

>A. Get out of there right now. Forget what the voice says. You’re not being cowardly; you’re being smart and staying out of the way.

>B. You’ll show that voice! Get over there and fight whoever or whatever is causing all this destruction!

>C. The police may actually need your help. Go over and lend a hand!

>D. Don’t get involved, but don’t leave, either. Now your curiosity is overwhelming your sense of fear
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>>4178951
>A. Get out of there right now. Forget what the voice says. You’re not being cowardly; you’re being smart and staying out of the way.
Listening to the voice that told us to kill someone before can't be a good idea.
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>>4178959
That is a very good point.
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>>4178959
+1 maybe if we get a hold of this then we can try and mess around with it

>>4178951
Also Romulox you can probably use that language thing that people were messing around with in the last qst general for our inner thoughts
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>>4178969
I'm sorry, I'm not sure what you are referring to.
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>>4178971
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https://lingojam.com/CreepyZalgoTextGenerator

Here is the link if you want to use it
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>>4178969
>>4178959
Would you good anons mind doing me a favor and rolling a d100 each, please?

I'll need two or three total so anyone lurking feel free to roll as well.
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Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>4179000
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Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>4179000
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>>4179002
>>4179012
That'll do, just needed rolls for a perception check.
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>>4178959
>>4178969
A.

Forget this voice. Forget the anger you’re feeling at being called a coward. This thing is blowing up banks and police cars. This is not a game, this is not a situation you have any business being involved in. You’re not Superman, you’re not Batman, you’re some kid with powers that you don’t fully understand. This voice’s judgmental word is not going to override your better judgement. If anything, a voice that once encouraged you to kill a classmate now telling you to rush in there and do battle with an unknown, dangerous foe makes you think that you’ve made the right choice. Someone or something that encourages you to take a fight you easily won and turn it into a murder is probably not worth paying much mind.

As the police open fire, you turn and get the heck out of there, leaving the JCPD to do their jobs and deal with whomever or whatever is causing all of this chaos. And you are far from the only one running, as many other civilians heed their flight instincts and vacate the area as quickly as they can. Even so, there are quite a few running *toward* the explosions and blaster fire. With every crisis or disaster there will be those who don’t want to miss a second of the madness.

You don’t see what’s going on at the bank anymore. What you see are others fleeing, a growing number of people who look at you and the others with curiosity as they ponder what everyone’s running from (a few of them decide to follow the herd, as it were, and start running in the same direction in case whatever all of you are running from is coming their way). Your ears are assailed by the sounds of sirens, and you soon see five police cars speed past, lights flashing as they race to provide backup to those at the bank.

You also spot a bird flying overhead in the direction of the bank. What strikes you as odd, though, is that you could swear this bird is green.
Finally satisfied that you’ve put a good bit of distance between yourself and the bank, you take a few seconds to catch your breath and decide where to go now that you’re safely away from all of the madness.

>A. Go home and watch what’s happening on the news

>B. Go to the beach. It’s a beautiful day, might as well enjoy it.

>C. Go to the park. It’s closer, and you won’t have to stop at home to get a swimsuit

>D. Go to the movies

>E. Go to the library

>F. Just go for a walk and try to avoid the bank in the process

(Just a reminder that write-ins are allowed, I just don’t put a specific letter for them)
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>>4179032
>Go somewhere quiet and interrogate the voice, asking what the hell it is.

I want answers, dammit!
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Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>4179000
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>>4179040
this, i wanna do this
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>>4179040
>>4179053

Okay, looks like we'll be going with this.

Any suggestions about where to go to yell at yourself?
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>>4179032
>A. Go home and watch what’s happening on the news
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>>4179056
>>4179032
Home should be fairly quiet.
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>>4179040
>Go somewhere quiet and interrogate the voice, asking what the hell it is.
Okay, now that you’re out of immediate danger, you feel like you should get some answers.

That voice has always disturbed you, but today, it’s really managed to rattle you. For some reason that single word has really gotten to you. Not that you weren’t already feeling upset about it telling you to kill a classmate or criticizing you for falling into a bonfire (granted, even your parents criticized you for that one extensively once they were sure you were okay). Now admonishing you with such disgust, as if you’re such a loathsome person for avoiding that situation. Where does it get off? More importantly, what is it, and what does it want with you?

Time to find out.

It takes a bit of walking to find a place where you can talk to yourself without drawing too many looks from people, but you eventually fin an alleyway in a safe part of the city where you can hopefully hash this out without getting mugged or having a bunch of people look at you like you’re schizophrenic or hopped up on drugs. You’re certainly not on any drugs. Schizophrenia is a more realistic possibility, but you really hope that isn’t the case, and even if it is, you don’t want people watching you have an episode.

In the relative seclusion of your private space in the alley, and after taking a moment to look around and make sure that you are truly alone, you speak, directing your intent toward the voice and hoping it hears you. If it’s keeping an eye on you enough to provide criticisms, you’re pretty confident that it can hear the single question you give in that moment.

“What the Hell are you?”

A sudden, booming declaration of identity? A figure with great glowing eyes appearing before you? Some random person walking by asking if you’re talking to them? If you were expecting any of those things, you are disappointed, as all the response you get is silence. You’re alone, in an alleyway, watching and listening for any answer to a question that’s been gnawing at your mind for years now.

And it seems that gnawing need for answers won’t be sated here or now.

>A. Keep trying. Demand that whoever or whatever it is explain itself!

>B. Forget it, go home.

>C. Go for a walk and try to clear your head a bit.
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>>4179084
>A. Keep trying. Demand that whoever or whatever it is explain itself!
And call it a coward if it doesn't respond.
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>>4179094
Well played, sir.
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>>4179081
Sorry, anon, I didn't see that post until I was posting the update
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>>4179094
100% this
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>>4179094
Brilliant. +1
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>>4179094
>>4179108
>>4179112
A.

You’re not going to let this person or thing ignore you. It doesn’t just get to watch you, invade your senses to criticize you, and then just disappear and refuse to respond when you want answers. That’s not how this is going to work. So, staying where you are, you repeat the question.

No answer.

You repeat the question again, and again there’s no answer. Part of you is beginning to wonder if this person or thing is even still around at this point, but you quickly come up with an approach that should tell you for sure. The shear disgust and anger with which he (you assume it’s a he, the voice was rather deep) called you a coward makes it crystal clear that this unknown entity considers cowardice a loathsome trait. As such, it probably wouldn’t appreciate if you were to call it a…

“Coward!”

There’s silence following that word, but you get a feeling in the pit of your stomach, and once again a chill runs through your body. You see nothing and hear nothing, but you can feel an overwhelming sense of anger being directed at you. This entity is still around, and you’ve gotten its attention, but that may prove to be a very bad thing. Its presence is clear, but you still can’t tell if it’s coming from somewhere around you or even inside of you. What if this thing’s some kind of demon, or like, a psychic monster watching you from afar and invading your mind to speak? Would you want to make something like that angry? Well, too late now. It’s furious. Hopefully the insult will prompt it to give you some answers.

“I am the one who should be in control…” the unknown speaker rumbles in fury and loathing.

Well, that’s a response, you guess. It doesn’t answer a whole lot, though. If anything, it just raises further questions. Why does it have to be so brief and cryptic? Still, that demon or psychic invader theory’s sounding a bit more credible now.

>A. Ask it what it means. What should it be in control of?

>B. Tell it that what it should be is leaving you alone

>C. Tell it that if it was meant to be in control, whatever that means, it would be. It’s not, so it shouldn’t be.

>D. Drop this conversation and go home
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>>4179131
>C. Tell it that if it was meant to be in control, whatever that means, it would be. It’s not, so it shouldn’t be.
I mean, these are facts
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>>4179131
Try and get it to tell us some more info then go to a junkyard to test our powers depending on how late it is
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>>4179131
>C. Tell it that if it was meant to be in control, whatever that means, it would be. It’s not, so it shouldn’t be.
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Holy shit Som, how many TT quests have you tried to make already? It's amazing how creatively bankrupt you are.
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>>4179131
>Ask it if it has a name or if it wants us to keep calling it coward
If it is a demon then maybe we can look it up.
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>>4179135
>>4179181
C.

All the response you’ve gotten from this thing so far is it whining about not getting what it wants. That’s not much to go on, but it should give you an in to maybe manipulate it into letting a little bit more information slip.

“If you were meant to be in control” you start. “Whatever that means, you would be. You’re not, so you shouldn’t be.”

The surge of anger that follows nearly throws you off of your feet. This person or thing, whatever it is, seems remarkably easy to set off. Still, part of you wonders if you’re not playing with fire here. What if it really is some sort of demon or psychic villain with access to your mind or body? How badly could it hurt you? For now, at least, it either can’t or won’t, as instead of a sudden feeling agony, you’re instead greeted by furious raving.

“You worthless little vermin! I am superior to you in every way! If not for me, and if that impudent bastard hadn’t interfered, you wouldn’t even exist!”

>A. Ask it what it means

>B. Tell it that it seems pretty inferior if all it can do is scream at you and whine about not getting its way

>C. Ask if it has a name, or if you should keep calling it Coward.

>D. You’ve had enough of this, but this whole day has made you a lot more curious about your powers. Maybe there’s some place you can test them out a bit (write-in with where you want to go)

>E. You’re tired of its rambling, drop this conversation and go home
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>>4179200
>"Alright, just tell me what the hell you are and what you want with me, Grumpy!"
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>>4179200
>A. Ask it what it means
I kinda wanna help, mostly cause whatever happened to him explains what happened to us
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>>4179200
>A. Ask it what it means
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>>4179200
>C. Ask if it has a name, or if you should keep calling it Coward.

Subtle information grab. Who knows, maybe we can change this thing towards good?
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>>4179208
A.

“What do you mean?” you ask of it.

Another flash of anger, but that quickly cools off as whoever or whatever it is seems...almost unsure of how to answer that. Where you felt overwhelming anger only a moment ago, you’re faced now with uncertainty, confusion, and a great deal of frustration that is thankfully less intense than the fury you were getting used to. It seems odd that you can almost sense how this thing is feeling, but maybe you’re just projecting. Confusion? Uncertainty? Frustration? All of those emotions describe how you’re feeling about all of this right now.

But no, as it speaks again, you can tell that your assessment was right on the money.

“He…. did something, that one…interfered with my work. I should have been alone, in total control…not dormant for fifteen years while another…no, that’s not right. You’re not…not another, but you’re not me! Or…no, you’re not, but…why did…how did…why can’t I remember…”

As it descends further and further into rambling, its voice grows softer, weaker, tired. It seems as if it’s fading away or going back to sleep after waking from a long nap. It won’t be much longer, at this rate, until the voice disappears altogether, and the presence vanishes for an unknown amount of time. Any questions you have, anything you need to say, you’re going to have to make it quick and keep it brief. Hopefully you can get one last scrap of information from this thing before it leaves.

>A. Ask it its name

>B. What does it mean that you’re not another?

>C. Who did this to him?

>D. What’s his name?

>E. What is it supposed to be in control of?

>F. Forget it, let it go. You want to find something else to do.
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>>4179233
>A. Ask it its name
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>>4179233
A, then D.
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>>4179246
Wow, I did not mean to do the same option twice

Sorry
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>>4179233
>A. Ask it its name
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>>4179247
I was just being silly. Didn’t mean to put you on the spot.
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>>4179233
>A. Ask it its name
if its going to sleep then a name might clue us in on what to research
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>>4179237
>>4179246
>>4179248
A.

“What’s your name?” you ask, hoping to at least get that much information out of it before it disappears for God-knows how long.

Its ranting comes to a stop, and you’re worried that it’s vanished before it could answer or even hear your question. You’re feeling a bit frustrated about that when you feel the presence make one last push to respond to you. Its voice is faint, but you think you can make out its answer. A single word, and a strange name.

“Alghanam.”

With that, it speaks no more, and you get the sense of its presence retreating from you, either leaving your mind or leaving the area, you’re still not positive about how this works. What you are pretty certain of is that you are once again alone, standing in an alleyway, in complete silence.

That silence lasts for about three seconds as your ears are once again assailed by the sound of approaching sirens. Taking a few steps forward and poking your head out of the alleyway, you look toward the sound and see an unusual sight. Someone seems to be flying toward you. As they get closer, you quickly realize that they are indeed a person, and a rather short one at that. A bearded man in goggles and a green jumpsuit with a hood up over his head, being propelled by a jetpack of some kind from the looks of it, and carrying some manner of firearm in one hand, and a large sack in the other. The firearm looks like a toy made of junk this guy just put together in his garage or something, but as you watch, he turns part of his body to look toward the trio of police cars on his tail, and fires off a blast that sends the lead car swerving and crashing into a nearby building, mercifully not hitting any pedestrians.

You think you may have just gotten your first look at the bank robber, and whatever you were expecting, this wasn’t it.

An officer leans out the window of one of the cars and takes a shot with his blaster, catching the demented dwarf’s jetpack and knocking him right out of the sky. Somehow, the blast doesn’t look to have seriously hurt the fleeing flyer, but he does hit the road and go tumbling for several yards before stopping. The police cars stop, and officers get out, weapons drawn, only to step back as tiny orbs roll away from the tiny man, releasing a large amount of smoke that quickly hides him from their sight.

He pushes himself off the ground and starts to run.

>A. Get out there and get in his way!

>B. You think you see a bandana in the dumpster a few feet from you. Grab it, put it on to hide your identity, worry about how gross it is later, and go deal with this devilish dwarf

>C. Slink back into the alleyway, and keep out of this

>D. Get away quickly and run home
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>>4179256
Oh, I know, I just didn't notice I'd made that mistake until I'd seen your post and read what the two options were.
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I'm going to fix myself dinner, so this next update will take longer. But do not worry, I'm not flaking or anything.
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>>4179291
>B. You think you see a bandana in the dumpster a few feet from you. Grab it, put it on to hide your identity, worry about how gross it is later, and go deal with this devilish dwarf
i wanna kick the shit out of a dwarf and not feel bad about it
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>>4179291
>Throw a trash can lid at him.
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>>4179291
Write-in: Tail the dwarf back to his hideout.
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>>4179291
>C. Slink back into the alleyway, and keep out of this
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>>4179291
>C. Slink back into the alleyway, and keep out of this
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>>4179310
>>4179314
>>4179302
Gotta say, a bit surprised by these responses.
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>>4179304
This
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>>4179320
We'll obviously get into the hero stuff at some point, just seems kinda weird to do it right after running away. The police seem to be doing a suprisingly decent job too.
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>>4179291
>C. Slink back into the alleyway, and keep out of this
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>>4179333
good point there, it does seem kinda weird that we would run into battle despite running away at first and the police actually doing a bang up job rn
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>>4179304
>>4179303
>>4179310
>>4179314
>>4179329
>>4179335
Just got back.

We've got three for fighting

Three for getting out of the way

And one for trailing him.

Can I get a tie-breaker please?
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>>4179345
you can just roll for it
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Rolled 1 (1d1)

>>4179348
>>4179345
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Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>4179345
>>4179348
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>>4179355
>>4179353
>>4179348
>>4179345
Okay, getting out of the way it is.
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>>4179358
Internal consistency ftw!
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>>4179314
>>4179310
C.

Admittedly, you’re tempted to get involved. Maybe grab that dirty bandana from the dumpster and go kick some butt without your identity a secret and your face in serious need of a washing when all is said and done. Maybe pick up a trashcan lid and hit the little thief with it. That would be pretty cool, and probably pretty funny.

Ultimately, however, your more rational side wins out, telling you that this isn’t something you should involve yourself with. You don’t understand your powers, and you aren’t fully sure what this guy is capable of. He has a jetpack, smoke pellets, and some kind of gun that can take out police cars. Unless you’re sure you can handle all of that, you don’t want to throw yourself into the fray. The sensible thing to do is to let the police handle this. And besides, they seem to be doing an alright job. They took out the little guy’s jetpack, managed not to kill anybody when one of their cars got taken out, and were smart enough to back away from the smoke pellets. They’ve probably got this.

With that in mind, you slink back into the alleyway, keeping out of sight and out of the way until criminal and cop have both departed. You don’t see what happens next, but before long you hear doors shut, sirens blare, and see two cars shoot past the alleyway in pursuit of the little guy. Hopefully they’ll catch him soon.

As for you, you’ve had an interesting day, to say the least. It’s about an hour until your mom will probably have dinner ready, but you’re sure she won’t be upset if you decide to get yourself something to eat while you’re out. You’ve got time to do what you want for at least an hour.

What do you do?

>A. Go for a walk then head home

>B. Go straight home

>C. Everything that’s happened today has made you think more about your powers. Find a place to test them out a bit (write-in where you want to go)

>D. Go to the library and see if you can find any information on the name “Alghanam”
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>>4179373
>D. Go to the library and see if you can find any information on the name “Alghanam”
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>>4179373
>D. Go to the library and see if you can find any information on the name “Alghanam”
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>>4179373
>>D. Go to the library and see if you can find any information on the name “Alghanam”
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>>4179373
>D. Go to the library and see if you can find any information on the name “Alghanam”
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>>4179377
>>4179379
D.

You might as well look into that name you were able to get out of your mysterious invisible contact. “Alghanam”. It feels familiar to you somehow, though you aren’t sure why. You’ve never heard it before, you’ve never met somebody with a name even close to it. In fact, the closest name you think you’ve ever encountered is “Alan”. You have no clue what language that name comes from, or if it’s a name unique to the voice. But, you do know a place where you might be able to find some answers.

Your friendly local library.

It’s a bit of a hike, but soon enough you get where you need to go, and begin your search for any scraps of information you can find about the name you were given. Unfortunately, you get less than you’d hoped for, as you find no mention of anybody with that name in any books you think to look at. Fortunately, the library has few enough people in it (a few elderly people, someone in a blue cloak, some kids probably working on book reports) that you’re able to find librarians to help you search for the name. Unfortunately, no librarians were familiar with it, either. But they were able to help you find something. Not a name, but a word.

From a bit of looking around, it seems that “Alghanam” might not really be a name, but an Arabic word with a few possible definitions. The three definitions you came across were “winner”, “looter”, and “plunderer”. “Winner” would certainly fit the superiority complex your unseen conversational partner seemed to have (though based on his rants, he’s probably not feeling like a winner right now). “Looter” and “plunderer” have similar meanings to one-another, giving a sort of two-thirds chance that his name is supposed to mean something like that. Then again, maybe all three fit, and he was victorious in something and was a supporter of the phrase “to the victor goes the spoils”.

It’s not a lot to go on, but it’s something. And you get the feeling it’s as much as you’ll get today.
>A. Go home

>B. Go get yourself a pizza or a burger or something

>C. Go find a place to practice with your powers
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>>4179406
>B. Go get yourself a pizza
COWABUNGA!
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>>4179406
Practice powers
Junkyard
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Taking my dogs for a walk, will update again when I get back.
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>Go find a place to practice with your powers.
Abandoned building ( Like a warehouse), Junkyard, or a forest that people don't go to really.
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>>4179406
>C. Go find a place to practice with your powers
I wanna know what we can do
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>>4179406
Assuming we won't be (too) late for dinner, I support C.
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>>4179422
>>4179412
>>4179419
>>4179420

It's pretty much dinner time if that effects anyone's decisions.

Your mom will reheat your plate if you ask, though.
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>>4179412
>>4179419
>>4179420
Okay, we'll go with junkyard.
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C.

You’re already probably going to be late for dinner, so it’s not really worth worrying about at this point. What is weighing on your mind is the question of what it is you can do. You get the feeling that you’re strong and durable. But how much so? You also get the feeling that you might be invulnerable or resistant to fire….but that one might be one to work on later. For strength and durability, though, you can think of a place where you might be able to give the strength and durability thing a try.

Another lengthy walk sees you arriving at one of the city’s junkyards. With so many people around, there is an abundant amount of trash to be found. Thankfully, it’s not littering the streets, but instead located in places like this. Not a place someone you age would commonly come to unless they’re down on their luck scavenging for things, but for you it should make a decent place to get a workout. Specifically, the cars stacked about could make for some good weights. Granted, you’re pretty sure they’ve all had parts of varying sizes and weights removed from them, but if you’re really super strong, they might make a good test of that, seeing as places like this often still need cranes to move these vehicles even with parts missing.

So, what to do? You find a car, grab it by its front, and find that, with a bit of effort, you’re able to push it up so it’s sitting on its bumper.

>A. Okay, you have super strength. That settles it. Now go home.

>B. Take it a step further. Pick the car up completely off the ground and lift it over your head.

>C. Go one further than that! Pick the car up and throw it!

>D. Forget lifting and throwing, see if you can punch through the hood

>E. Find a lighter or something and see if you can touch the flame to your skin without burning
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>>4179473
>B. Take it a step further. Pick the car up completely off the ground and lift it over your head.
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>>4179473
>D. Forget lifting and throwing, see if you can punch through the hood
Striking power and lifting power are two different things.
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>>4179473
>B. Take it a step further. Pick the car up completely off the ground and lift it over your head.
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>>4179480
+1
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>>4179480
>>4179484
B.

Okay, you’re strong. Really strong. But there’s no reason to just decide that and call it a day, right? You should push yourself a bit further, get a better idea of just how strong “really strong” is. And wouldn’t you know it, it’s pretty simple to go a step further. Instead of having the front of the car up in the air, why not get the whole thing up there. Stepping under the car, crouching down, and positioning your hands so that you can lift the bumper and then quickly establish proper weight distribution, you pick the vehicle up completely off of the ground, soon finding yourself standing with the motor vehicle lifted above your head.

You feel pretty awesome right now. Not only that, but you get the feeling that you could throw this thing without much trouble. Though, you’re not sure if tossing cars around is a good idea, both because that would make a metallic mess of the property of whoever owns this junkyard, and because, like with normal exercise, overexerting yourself can make a great deal of pain later.

Of course, there’s no telling at what point you’d be overexerting yourself. Maybe you could do this all night without feeling a thing tomorrow. Maybe you’re as strong as Superman! Wouldn’t that be something? Is that even possible? Who knows?! Maybe you *should* find out.

>A. No, call it a night and go home.

>B. Go nuts. Lift and throw cars until the sun comes up tomorrow morning!

>C. Maybe don’t go totally crazy, but a few hours of this could be fun.

>D. Mix it up. Start punching cars!

>E. Test your durability! Try and make a car fall on top of you!

>F. Find a way to make some fire, then see how your body responds to it.
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>>4179510
>>D. Mix it up. Start punching cars!
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>>4179510
>B. Go nuts. Lift and throw cars until the sun comes up tomorrow morning!
I wanna see how durable and how much stamina we have
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>>4179510
>D. Mix it up. Start punching cars!
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>>4179510
>D. Mix it up. Start punching cars!
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>>4179529
>>4179521
>>4179513
Well, no cars shall be spared. I guess.
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>>4179529
+ 1
Yep, the news shall report about this Kek
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>>4179521
>>4179513
>>4179529
What’s better than lifting cars? Punching cars!

Setting down the motor vehicle that you’ve lifted over your head, you circle around to the front of it, pull back your right arm, and punch right through the hood. It feels effortless, but you did have to make a conscious decision and effort to actually punch that hard. You guess you were always subconsciously pulling your punches and keeping your strength in check. Well, not entirely subconsciously, after that incident in the school cafeteria you knew had to be careful with your impressive strength.

Thinking about that makes you really glad you didn’t listen to the voice when it told you to keep hitting your classmate. With the kind of strength you seem to have, you could have broken your fellow student like a toothpick without any trouble, just a lack of restraint.

That’s something to consider. With great power comes a great need to be careful in its use.

You circle around the car, punching through doors just as easily.

Super strength, both in terms of lifting and punching confirmed!

Now what?

>A. Alright, that’s enough. Go home.

>B. Go nuts. Punch and lift and throw cars for hours!

>C. Move on to durability. Throw a car and have it land on you!

>D. Play with fire! Find a lighter!
>E. Double the madness; light a car on fire, then throw it and have it land on you! Or light yourself on fire, then throw a car and have it land on you!

>F. Don’t go home yet, but go find someplace to buy a burger, or some pizza, or a hotdog, or something
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>>4179556
E. Double the madness; light a car on fire, then throw it and have it land on you! Or light yourself on fire, then throw a car and have it land on you
100% MAXIMUM NO CHILL!
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>>4179556
Let’s not keep mom waiting too long. Let’s test one more thing today and we can test durability tomorrow.

Write-in: See how high I can jump. Squat jump full power. Then, go home.
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>>4179556
>D. Play with fire! Find a lighter!
We should also check if our clothes are still fireproof.
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>>4179556
>Write-in: See how high I can jump. Squat jump full power. Then, go home.
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>>4179575
>>4179568
Write-in: See how high I can jump. Squat jump full power. Then, go home.

Your curiosity has been at least partially sated. And, with it starting to get late, you decide you shouldn’t keep mom waiting too much longer, especially if you want her to reheat some dinner for you when you get home. But before you go, you want to do one more test of your powers.

With how strong you are, you bet you can jump super high. Maybe not enough to leap tall buildings in a single bound, but surely you can make it rather high. So, it’s time to find out. You do a squat, and jump as high as you can, making it to the top of one of the car stacks nearby, and landing right on it. Not bad, you think that’s almost two stories. You’re not sure. It was pretty high, though, higher than any NBA player or Olympic athlete could manage.

Finally having some idea of what you can do, and not really wanting to be hanging out here after dark, you take your leave and start heading home.

When you arrive, you find your parents sitting on the living room couch, watching the news, which is unsurprisingly reporting on the bank robbery from earlier today.

>A. Take a seat and watch the news with your parents

>B. Head to the kitchen and see what’s left from dinner

>C. Go get a shower

>D. Ask your mom if she can reheat you something. You’re hungry.
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>>4179605
> Go get a shower
>Ask your mom if she can reheat you something. You're hungry.
Can ask when changing into clothes
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>>4179605
Write-in: “Hey, Mom and Dad! How was your day?” Then, A, until you figure out if they caught the guy. Then, B. Then C.
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>>4179605
Write-in: >Strangle them for the years of neglect and beatings
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>>4179620
Support
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>>4179605
>> Go get a shower
>>Ask your mom if she can reheat you something. You're hungry.
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>>4179625
Lol. It’s funny until you figure out they have hidden super powers, too.
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>>4179647
>>4179620
>>4179615
>>4179629
Do you watch the news or go get a shower right away?

Gripping decisions!
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>>4179670
Watch the news. Did they catch the dwarf?
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>>4179670
Watch the news a bit
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>>4179620
>>4179629
Write-in: “Hey, Mom and Dad! How was your day?” Then, A, until you figure out if they caught the guy. Then, B. Then C.

“Hey, mom and dad!” you greet as you make your way to the couch and take a seat so you can see the television. “How was your day?”

“Fine,” your mom answers, only half-paying attention as her eyes are glued to the television.

“Good, how was yours?” your dad asks, paying slightly more attention, but also seeming enthralled by what’s happening in TV.

You answer that your day was fine, and then give your attention over to the television in front of you, which details a bit of what happened when you left the bank.

That dwarf, who the reports note has yet to have been identified, apparently had a couple of miniature tanks of some kind with him, which blasted away police vehicles and endured blaster fire while the little man himself stayed inside gathering up cash. The police, despite their efforts, were not having much success until backup arrived in an unexpected form.

“Beast Boy, a surviving member of the legendary Doom Patrol arrived on the scene, and disabled the strange contraptions that were keeping the police pinned down” one of the newscasters narrates over a clip of a small green bird suddenly morphing into a massive green elephant and dropping down on top of the two small tanks that were just being talked about.

You wonder how that little guy was able to get as far from the bank as when you last saw him. With this Beast Boy guy showing up and smashing his stuff, it sounds like that should have been it. But the newscasters explained that the dwarf soon emerged with a massive flamethrower and improvised explosives that did further damage to police vehicles and to surrounding buildings, and that Beast Boy had to turn his attention away from the criminal in order to protect civilians and help get wounded officers to safety.

“The perpetrator has so far evaded capture” the newscaster concludes.

Disappointed to hear that this guy escaped the police, you decide you’ve seen enough for now, and head to the kitchen, reheating some of the chicken and mashed potatoes your mother made. As you heat your plate, you notice your older sister sitting at the kitchen table, her laptop in front of her as she types away.

“Hey” she greets without looking up.

She’s four years older than you, and in her third year of college. Technically she lives on campus, but she comes home fairly often for dinner. As she explains it, “mom’s cooking is a million times better than anything they serve there”. So, while she doesn’t really live at home anymore, you see her at least twice a week, oftentimes more than that.

CONT.
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>>4179726
CONT.

You take your plate out of the microwave, take a seat, and enjoy mom’s cooking, then get up, put your plate in the dishwasher, and go to get a shower. After an eventful day, you have a full stomach, a clean body, and another day ahead of you tomorrow.

>A. Go to bed early

>B. Go play some video games for a few hours

>C. Go watch television in your room

>D. Go talk to your parents about your day
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>>4179728
>>B. Go play some video games for a few hours
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>>4179728
Is the sister good looking?

D - Family is important and character development.
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>>4179736
...is that relevant?
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>>4179738
You gave anons on 4chan a character with female relatives, of course they want to fuck them.

But is she?
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>>4179728
>A. Go to bed early

>>4179736
no fuck sis pls
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>>4179744
She's considered fairly attractive, yes.

Indefinite moratorium on anything lewd with female relatives.
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>>4179738
>>4179748
I was joking... 85%.
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Rolled 2 (1d3)

>>4179733
>>4179736
>>4179748
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>>4179750
So you're saying there's a chance?
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>>4179776
>>4179736
Talking with family it is.
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>>4179750
GIVE ME THE PUSSY BOOOSSSS!
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>>4179779
Indefinite. No chance. Stop it.
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>>4179736

D.

You’ve spent most of the day on your own, some time talking with your parents could be nice.

By the time you join them in the living room once again, they’ve stopped watching the news and are instead viewing reruns of a sitcom that was popular about ten years back. They sit pretty much cuddled together on the couch, just enjoying one-another’s company as they watch television. Once they notice you’re in the room again, and since there’s no major news story being discussed right now, they give you their full attention.

“So, do anything fun today?” your dad asks.

>A. Tell them that you were near the bank when the robbery started, and tell them about your sighting of the little dwarf

>B. Tell them about the conversation you had with the voice in your head, and pray they don’t try to send you to a psyche ward.

>C. Tell them what you’ve learned about your powers

>D. Just tell them everything that happened today

>E. Tell them your day was fine, and ask them about theirs

>F. Ask them how your sister’s classes have been going
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>le epic avoiding all action meme
>incestfags
sorry you ended up with shit players OP
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>>4179744
alright, Raven exists in this quest though, who gives a fuck about your sister
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>>4179801
>>E. Tell them your day was fine, and ask them about theirs
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>>4179801
>A. Tell them that you were near the bank when the robbery started, and tell them about your sighting of the little dwarf
dripfeed it ig
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>>4179820
>Not having Raven be your sister.
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>>4179810
we still got time to actually do something cool, but yeah, avoiding action is lame, I wanna actually meet up with the Titans as early as possible
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>>4179801
D

>>4179810
Don’t be a killjoy. CYOAs are supposed to be fun, and it wasn’t a serious matter. Granted, it would suck if the story got seriously derailed into a separate genre entirely and the author wasn’t enjoying the writing process.
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>>4179834
>NOOOOO I WANNA MAUL!
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Rolled 1 (1d3)

>>4179851
>>4179825
>>4179821
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>>4179851
>>4179825
>>4179821
Anybody want to tie-breaker this, or should I go with my roll
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>>4179869
roll
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>>4179869
Switch mine to A.
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>>4179851
+ 1
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>>4179851
>>4179866
>>4179869
>>4179880
>>4179851
D it is.
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>>4179851
>>4179880
D.

Part of you worries about what their reaction would be to certain parts of your story if you told them everything that’s happened today. Part of you wants to just tell them little bit by little bit what’s been going on, let them sort of take it one thing at a time so maybe it’ll be easier to absorb and deal with. That voice of caution that kept you out of danger today urges you to be careful here.

This time, you do not listen to that voice.

This time, you go full pedal to the metal, not one single solitary crap given, and just lay it on them. You go from the explosion you witnessed at the bank, to the voice that called you a coward for deciding not to stick around, to the conversation you had with yourself in an abandoned alleyway as you tried to get to the bottom of the mysterious voice. You detail what you witnessed happen in terms of the bank-robbing dwarf right after, your trip to the library, and your escapades in the junkyard. By the time you finish, your mother has gone to the kitchen, and has gotten a pot of tea started. Your parents both have a tendency to make green tea with some valerian mixed into it when they need to calm their nerves, and their nerves clearly have been shot upon hearing all about your day.

You shudder to think of how they would react had you tried to fight the bank robber.

It’s hard to blame them for having such a reaction. Hearing their child was present during a bank robbery, and later got really close to a police chase is bad enough, but hearing that he was having conversations with himself (you couldn’t help but notice how your mother held her crucifix necklace for comfort during that part, and how your dad seemed to trade one kind of fear for another when you explained that your library search based on your schizophrenic episode actually turned up some kind of information). On top of that, revealing that you have super powers and what you’re capable of doing with them has got to be a point of stress. Really, as a parent, how do you help your child learn to deal with something like that when you don’t have powers yourself?

“I have a few questions…” your mother comments as she sits back on the couch, blowing her tea and trying to keep calm. “This voice tells you to do things?”

Yeah, that can’t be easy to hear as a parent.

You assure her that you’ve ignored it telling you to do things, and explain that you think whatever it is has something to do with where your powers came from. That doesn’t really seem to comfort her, and you see her grab her necklace again and bow her head in a little prayer.

CONT.
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>>4179938
CONT.

Your father looks quite concerned as well, but he keeps slightly more composed. “Okay, so you’re probably not crazy” he says in a tone that, while joking, doesn’t have much real humor in it. “But, it sounds almost like you’ve got a demon in your head or something.”

>A. Admit you suspect something similar

>B. Tell him you understand that line of thinking, but that whatever it is doesn’t seem to have any control over you, so you don’t think you’re possessed

>C. You have another theory (write-in)

>D. Don’t say anything right now
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>>4179938
>>4179941
Write in: Hard to say... I don’t think I’m schizophrenic, but I can’t know for sure without a diagnosis. What I can prove though, is that I have super strength. Do you trust me, Dad?” Wait for affirmative answer. “Watch this...” I pick up my dad and bench press him 100x . Then, I lift him over my head and squat his body like a barbell.
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>>4179941
>>C. You have another theory (write-in)
We're seventeen, but the voice said it was dormant for fifteen years.
"Did something weird happen when I was two?"
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>>4179966
Supporting this.
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>>4179966
+1
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>>4179941
Actually, wouldn’t it be crazy if this story, instead of being a superhero genre was a psychological thriller and we, the protagonist, were actually schizophrenic?
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>>4179982
Or, our parents are secretly evil / manipulative and aided or planted this Alghanam thing in our brain?
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>>4179985
Wait. Alghanam is Arabic, right? Is our family Arabic?
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I'm guessing Mom's Catholic.
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>>4179966
>>4179972
>>4179980
>>C. You have another theory (write-in)
We're seventeen, but the voice said it was dormant for fifteen years.
"Did something weird happen when I was two?"

“I have an idea” you say after thinking for a moment. “I’m seventeen, but the voice said that it was dormant for fifteen years. Did something weird happen when I was two?”

Your mom and dad think it over, but you can quickly tell that nothing’s springing to mind for them, which seems to throw that theory out the window. The two of them look at one another to see if the other can think of anything, but it’s clear that neither can.

“Nothing” your dad tells you.

“But, these…powers did show up when you were fifteen” your mom points out.

“Hearing voices, feats of superhuman strength…it sounds like a stories of demonic possession, but you haven’t lost your mind and tried to kill anybody, you’re not foaming at the mouth over any religious imagery around the apartment, and you haven’t been saying anything stupidly over-the-top and blasphemous, so….” Your father says starts.

“It’s probably not that either” your mom finishes, sounding slightly less worried now that your dad pointed out the aspects of supposed demonic possession that are missing from your situation.

Your parents are pretty rational people most of the time, but they’re also very religious, and given all the oddities surrounding you right now, being possessed didn’t sound too far-fetched to you either, at least at first. Hell, that could be it after all and you’re all just dismissing it. Who knows?

“How…how are you dealing with it, kiddo?” your mom asks. “I mean, are you scared? Do you have a hard time controlling yourself when you hear this voice? And these powers, I mean…how are you dealing with them?”

>A. You’re not exactly comfortable hearing voices nobody else can hear that tell you to do things, and whoever or whatever is talking to you can make you very angry with insults, but you’ve never felt like you were going to suddenly lose control of your body or anything. And the powers are something you’ve had for two years now, it’s just a matter of self control

>B. Honestly, you’re scared and don’t know what to do

>C. Frankly, you think the super powers are awesome. You don’t like the voice, but having super strength is the coolest! Maybe you could become a super hero!

>D. You’re fine, you’ve got your powers under control, and you won’t let this voice tell you what to do You’re really just more curious than anything else. Where do these powers come from? Who’s this Alghanam?
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>>4179991
>>4180001
Your parents are Catholic, but I've left your character's appearance and race up to you guys to agree upon. Catholics can be found in any ethnic group, and your family's been in America long enough to be just like most other American families regardless of race or country of origin, so you tell me.
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>>4180011
>>A. You’re not exactly comfortable hearing voices nobody else can hear that tell you to do things, and whoever or whatever is talking to you can make you very angry with insults, but you’ve never felt like you were going to suddenly lose control of your body or anything. And the powers are something you’ve had for two years now, it’s just a matter of self control
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>>4180014
You do realize that everyone here wants to play as Wonder Bread right?
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>>4180024
Wonder Bread?
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>>4180011
>>C. Frankly, you think the super powers are awesome. You don’t like the voice, but having super strength is the coolest! Maybe you could become a super hero!

>"You didn't make any bargains with strange people while I was a fetus, right? Just making sure I don't miss anything."
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>>4180011
>A. You’re not exactly comfortable hearing voices nobody else can hear that tell you to do things, and whoever or whatever is talking to you can make you very angry with insults, but you’ve never felt like you were going to suddenly lose control of your body or anything. And the powers are something you’ve had for two years now, it’s just a matter of self control
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>>4180011
>C. Frankly, you think the super powers are awesome. You don’t like the voice, but having super strength is the coolest! Maybe you could become a super hero!
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>>4180017
>>4180029
>>4180035
You guys seem split down the middle on this.
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>>4180011
A
Tell them you are gonna head to Titans tower and see if they can help
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>>4180024
I'm fine with half and half, maybe a hispanic mom and white dad.
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>>4180043
The Teen Titans don't exist.
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>>4180042
You could make it a mix of both, nervous about the voice but ecstatic about the powers.
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>>4180011
D, for me, personally. But if there’s a tie, I’ll change to A.

I thought that perhaps we were adopted or something which could explain the previous answer choice.

>>4180014
Generally, most Catholics are European-descended or come from colonies who were European (which, I guess, is most ethnic groups). I just wanted to eliminate the potential homegrown dissident angle, if you catch my drift.

The person speaking to us could be Arabic, have some background in the Middle East, or be influenced by something there since he goes by an Arabic name.

Since we don’t have a background from that area, that eliminates the possibility of us having a familial or concrete connection to this guy.

It’s possible we could have something implanted in our brain that could explain the voices. Possession or a psychic connection could also explain it.
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>>4180048
That could work.

>>4180043
>>4180035
>>4180032
>>4180029
>>4180017


>A. You’re not exactly comfortable hearing voices nobody else can hear that tell you to do things, and whoever or whatever is talking to you can make you very angry with insults, but you’ve never felt like you were going to suddenly lose control of your body or anything. And the powers are something you’ve had for two years now, it’s just a matter of self control

>C. Frankly, you think the super powers are awesome. You don’t like the voice, but having super strength is the coolest! Maybe you could become a super hero!

>E. Mix of both, nervous about the voice but ecstatic about the powers.
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>>4180051
>A.
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>>4180051
E

Did I read over that there are no Titans in this or has that been said?
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>>4180051
>>E. Mix of both, nervous about the voice but ecstatic about the powers.
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>>4180058
It was mentioned that this city doesn't have super heroes, and on the news earlier, Beast Boy was referred to as a surviving member of the Doom Patrol, not a Teen Titan
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>>4180051
E
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>>4180027
White people basically.
>>4180044
I knew a guy like that once. Funnily enough he also claimed to hear voices
>>4180051
>E. Mix of both, nervous about the voice but ecstatic about the powers.
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>>4180076
Most protags tend to be white guys in these things, but I wanted to give you all the option to make his appearance what you want.
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>>4180051
E
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wasn't Starfire like the last member to show up in the show?
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>>4180069
>>4180076
>>4180058
>E. Mix of both, nervous about the voice but ecstatic about the powers.

You admit to them that you’re not exactly comfortable hearing mysterious voices that nobody else have any awareness of, voices that tell you to do things, no less. And you admit that whoever or whatever is talking to you can make you very angry with insults. But, you reassure them that through each of your encounters with the voice, you never felt like you were going to suddenly lose control of your body.

You’re not sure how much comfort that brings your parents, but even a little bit would be welcome to you right about now.

As for the powers, you’re pretty ecstatic about them, and you admit as such. Having super strength is the coolest, as far as you’re concerned, and part of you even wonders if you could become a super hero with those kinds of abilities.

Your parents don’t look thrilled with that. They also don’t immediately tell you “no”. But really, how are parents supposed to respond? One’s child having super powers and wanting to use them to be a hero is hardly an ordinary situation. If you had to guess, they’re torn between forbidding you from putting yourself in danger, and being proud of you for wanting to help others, sort of like if you’d announced you wanted to be a police officer, or fireman, or soldier.

“That’s something to think hard about” your mother tells you somewhat tensely. “And I mean hard. Like, what would be your reasons for being a super hero?”

>A. You have powers, you might as well use them for good.

>B. Because it would be awesome and exciting!

>C. You haven’t really thought that hard about it, or committed to the idea, it’s just a thought for now

>D. Because it would make you famous and everyone would love you
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That will be my last update for tonight.

Thank you all, participants and lurkers alike for joining in the first session of this quest. I hope you all have enjoyed what you've seen so far.

I am, unfortunately, one of those schmucks whose business has been declared "essential" despite not being an emergency service, grocery store, or food service place.

Fortunately, I only have to work once a week for the time being.

Unfortunately, that time is tomorrow.

I intend to do some more updates tomorrow night after work, which would be sometime in the early evening on the East Coast.

In the meantime, please vote on this latest update, discuss your character, try to work out a name, appearance, all of that good stuff.

If anybody has any feedback, comments, or questions, please post them, as I'll stick around for a short bit and address what I can, and will read any that are posted when I'm not around and answer those when I can.

Thank you again for playing, and stay safe everybody.
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>>4180107
>A. You have powers, you might as well use them for good.
Paragon route
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>>4180107
>"The same reason Jesus didn't stay a carpenter, I have a gift that can help. Oh Jesus, I didn't mean to compare myself to Jesus, sorry mom."
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>>4180107
A + I'm going to have to train so I don't hurt anyone

What do they do for a living?
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>>4180107
>C. You haven’t really thought that hard about it, or committed to the idea, it’s just a thought for now

>>4180118
Thanks for running.
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>>4180118
good luck at work Romulox, quest is looking pretty fun right now
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>>4180127
I laughed.

>>4180129
Your dad's a teacher.

Your mom was, too, but got married and pregnant with your sister early in her career and decided to retire so she could care for your sister and later you full time.

Once you've gone off to college she plans to try and return to teaching.
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>>4180107
A little surprised by the patience of these parents. You think they’d forbid their son from doing anything that superheroes do. He hasn’t even demonstrated his strength in front of his folks. And putting that in the background, he hears a strange voice intermittently that is able to imbue artificial feelings inside of him.

I think if I was a parent, I’d have a difficult time not having my child committed if he claimed he was a superhero or have some sort of superhero squad to pick him up. Or, have they just gotten used to the ideas of Superheroes?

Additionally, as a kid, who’s to say that he can even be responsible with powers like that? I think if the kid is truly honest, C is the best choice.

Voting C.
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>>4180174
They're more willing to accept strange ideas since they live in a world where people like Superman, Wonder Woman, and The Flash exist.

They also did see you fall face-first into a bonfire and emerge entirely unscathed, and heard enough about the incident in the cafeteria to believe you have super strength.

That said, the voice thing terrifies both of them, and they'd probably do good to see you demonstrate your strength to them.
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>>4180107
>C. You haven’t really thought that hard about it, or committed to the idea, it’s just a thought for now
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>>4180216
aw what? That's lame
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>>4180220
Oh, I meant she will not be the last to show up in this quest. She will be *in* this quest, but she won't be the last teammate to appear.

My mistake.
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>>4180224
Thank god, that would've been a big no-no for me.
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>>4180232
She may be different than she was on the show, though. Just a warning.
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>>4180224
thank god, would've been a dealbreaker, love the dynamic of the main team from the show but i would like other Teen Titans members to show up, would be cool to find Superboy growing in a lab somewhere
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>>4180243
She'll be in it, Beast Boy was on the news, you may have caught sight of another team member earlier in the thread too.
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>>4180241
If she's like the nu52 Skankfire, I'm out. Hell, I'd be happy if you didn't change too much about her.
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>>4180259
wasn't she always a hoe tho?
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>>4180259
She will likely have traits from her New Teen Titans (the series where she first showed up) version, and the version of her in the recent animated movies (Justice League vs Teen Titans, Judas Contract)
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>>4180264
Yeah, but she'd be the kinda hoe that'd snuggle afterwards and make weird space food in the morning. She's more open sexually but she's also very open emotionally. If the only change is toning down the sluttiness then that's fine.
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>>4180268
based, she was cool there, wait how old would everyone be then? Would they be 17 or younger too?
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>>4180268
That's totally fine.
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>>4180273
16-18
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>>4180277
one more question, which Robin we getting?
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>>4180269
She will not do anything like that one infamous page that always gets posted on /co/

>>4180280
Dick
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>>4180282
what page is that? And hell yeah, best one
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>>4180288
oh, so nu52 Starfire was just a whore
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>>4180298
Let's just say she wasn't well received.
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>>4180301
Like most characters from that version.
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>>4180298
She was more fun pre nu52
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>>4180305
lmao, this is awesome
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>>4180311
She was a damn bloodknight in her earlier appearances and it was pretty great.
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>>4180130
+1
Something like we are not sure what we want to do but I know I want it to involve my powers.
Something like it
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Fuck off, Som.
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>>4179810
Yeah, my thoughts too. We'll get there eventually though.
>>4180288
Why you guys shitting on this? It's pretty based. Fuck American puritan culture.
>>4180107
>You haven’t really thought that hard about it, or committed to the idea, it’s just a thought for now
I see that we've already kind of committed to openness with them, but I think it's a bad idea to get family involved in super-bullshit.
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>>4180250
>you may have caught sight of another team member earlier in the thread

Anyone more perceptive than me caught what this is alluding to?
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>>4180857
We saw Beast Boy earlier as the green bird. I thought that was him, but I figured others already knew that.
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>>4180882
There was another
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>>4180883
The blue cloak in the library?
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>>4181002
That was Raven. We’ve seen two so far.
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>>4180311
Having our character be thoughtful, cautious, and a family person is pretty cool. Hopefully we can get some action soon and i hope we stay a Catholic it would be fun to have some depth of belief in a char for once
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>>4181019
Ah, ok. Cloak stood out to me, didn't register it was Raven though.
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>>4181208
No offense but how could you not?
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>>4180191
>>4180174
>>4180130
C.

You can tell that, despite not forbidding it outright, your parents are not keen on the idea of you becoming a superhero. People like Superman and Wonder Woman might be stronger than almost anything and anyone, but they have to deal with some of the most horrible people and monsters imaginable. Super Strength doesn’t always give you the edge you need if you’re dealing with monsters like Parasite or Dr. Psycho. And even the non-powered villains can be terrifying. That little dwarf who blew up a bank and police cars was bad enough, but then you have people like the Joker, who, last you heard, tracked down the daughter of his city’s police commissioner and paralyzed her to prove some kind of point. You’d be up against monsters and maniacs in every sense of the word if you took on the superhero life.

Frankly, your mom’s right to urge you to think about this as hard as possible, and you probably wouldn’t even blame them if they flat-out told you “no”.

Luckily, you’re not dead set on the idea yet, and you tell them as much, explaining that you haven’t really thought hard about it, and have committed to the idea or anything. For right now, it’s just a thought. Nothing more.

Their postures relax, and your dad takes a long sip of tea while your mom looks you over.

“Just…if you do make a decision like that…please talk to us first” she pleads. “And please make sure you’re doing it for the right reasons. You’re smart enough to realize it won’t be all adoring crowds and people dressing as you for Halloween.”

“Especially if you fight crime dressed like that,” your dad teases, drawing an amused chuckle from your mom.

“Probably shouldn’t just pull a bandana out of a trashcan, either” your mom teases, making you regret letting that little impulse make its way into your account of the day’s events.

>A. Ask them if they believe what you’ve told them

>B. Joke that you could make a garbage-can bandana into a serious fashion statement

>C. Tell them you love them and go to bed

>D. Go talk with your sister and see what she thinks about all of this
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>>4181435
>>B. Joke that you could make a garbage-can bandana into a serious fashion statement
"Believe me, I want to live. I'll not do something flat out stupid"
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>>4181442
Ah, getting those death-flags started early, are we?
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>>4181446
all flags are black death flags if you were cool shades
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>>4181454
...you know something, Anon?

You're okay.
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>>4181435
>D. Go talk with your sister and see what she thinks about all of this
If we do go hero route (likely) we should learn some fighting style that use our strength to it's advantage
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>>4181435
>B. Joke that you could make a garbage-can bandana into a serious fashion statement
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>>4181435
E. Thanks, Mom and Dad. Think it would be okay to talk to sis about this? Or, do you think she’ll post about it on social media?
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>>4181489
This didn't win, but I will say that your older sister knows about your powers and has kept it a secret so far just fine.
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>>4181492
That's cool
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>>4181442
>>4181481
B.

Joining in on the joking and laughter, you tell your mom and dad that you could turn a garbage-can bandana into a serious fashion statement. The three of you erupt into another bout of laughter, and all the tension from before seems to just vanish. Whatever else has happened today, whatever may happen in the future, it doesn’t matter right now. In this moment, you’re with family, sharing laughs and enjoying one-another’s company. Being with people you love definitely makes for a good end to any day.

You sit and chat with your mom and dad for a little while longer, the conversation moving on to this, and that, and a number of other things. Eventually, you hear your sister call from the kitchen that she’s going to bed and wish everyone a good night. That’s when you notice that it’s getting pretty late, and you decide that it’s probably time to get some sleep yourself.

Saying goodnight to your parents, you go to your room, climb into bed, and fall asleep as soon as your head hits the pillow.

That night, your dreams are a bit odd. Well, most of them are quite normal, but occasionally they’ll have what seems like a separate dream cut into them. Whatever images your sleeping mind has conjured up will fade away, replaced by dancing flames, billowing smoke, and a pair of piercing blue eyes shining through it all, somehow filling you with a sense of fear and anger that you can’t quite explain. Then, just like that, the strange dreams will vanish and the normal ones will pick up right where they left off. In your state of dreaming, you aren’t really contemplating it much, but when you awake, you find yourself wondering what all of that was about.

Maybe it was something you ate. Or maybe punching cars rattled your brain. Who knows?

You look over at your alarm clock. 9:00 AM. Your mom and dad will be getting ready to go to church soon. They don’t force you or your sister to go, but you know they’re always happy to have you with them.

>A. Get up and get ready really quick to go to church

>B. Forget it this week. Take your time getting up, make some breakfast, watch some TV

>C. Forget church. Head back to the junkyard to practice with your powers some more

>D. Go back to sleep and see if those weird dreams come back

>E. Go for a walk
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>>4181492
I feel spoiled, but thanks for the info.

>>4181551
A
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>>4181551
>C. Forget church. Head back to the junkyard to practice with your powers some more
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>>4181551
Make them breakfast and then go to the junkyard
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>>4181551
>A. Get up and get ready really quick to go to church
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>>4181563
A.

It’s Sunday, and you decide to start the day off by going to mass with your mom and dad. Hopping out of bed, you race to get ready, and are able to make yourself dressed and presentable just in time to join your parents in going to church. Your sister, sitting in the kitchen in her PJs and eating a bowl of cereal, simply wishes the three of you a good time at church and tells you she’ll see you later.

The three of you get in the car, and you’re off! Jump City’s strange lack of traffic allows you to get to church pretty quickly, and you soon find yourself sitting in a pew, listening to the priest give his sermon. This week, it’s based on the time on Holy Thursday in which Jesus was in the garden, facing his moment of doubt and asking God to spare him from what was to happen soon after. The priest talks about how even Jesus, God in the flesh, felt fear and had times of doubt, but nonetheless faced and sacrificed what he did for the good of mankind. The priest goes on to suggest that, while all people, even Christ, face fear and doubt, they should find the same courage Jesus did and strive to do good. Anything from helping a stranger in need to those that risk their lives running into fires to save others. It’s a nice speech, definitely better than the fire and brimstone talks some other priests like to give, and while the delivery is a bit clumsy, the core message of overcoming fears and doubts and doing what you can to help others is a solid one.

After that, you receive Communion and go home with your family, finding that your sister has changed out of her pajamas, and has made bacon and eggs as brunch for everybody.

You all sit down and enjoy a nice meal. Making conversation, you hear that your sister’s got an essay due tomorrow, and she explains she spent most of last night getting it done, hence why she was on the computer all night. Once the food’s been eaten, your mom and dad do the dishes, and your sister follows you out of the kitchen, tapping you on the shoulder.

“I heard you three talking last night” she tells you. “And I won’t freak out like mom and dad. I don’t know about this voice you’re hearing, but I’ve seen that you have powers, so I know you’re at least not completely crazy. But is this voice really as…..”

She takes a minute to collect her thoughts. “You told mom and dad you didn’t think it was that dangerous, and that you could just ignore it. Were you telling the truth?”

>A. Absolutely. With something like this, you wouldn’t lie

>B. Honestly, you’re a little more weirded out than you told mom and dad, but you honestly don’t think you’re in any danger from it

>C. Tell her you were and tell her about the weird dreams from last night. See what she thinks about them
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>>4181666
>Absolutely. With something like this, you wouldn’t lie
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>>4181666
>B. Honestly, you’re a little more weirded out than you told mom and dad, but you honestly don’t think you’re in any danger from it
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>>4181666
>My post about church ended in 666

Not a good sign
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>>4181666
C
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Rolled 1 (1d3)

>>4181677
>>4181679
>>4181683
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>>4181679
I'll swap to C so we can escape this satan post.
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Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>4181711
>>4181712
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>>4181712
>>4181683

C.

You reassure your sister that you were being honest with your parents. When it comes to something like this, you wouldn’t lie, and you think deep down she probably knew that, but just needed to hear you say that you were being honest. Her reaction is less pronounced than what you got from your mom and dad, but you can tell you’ve put her mind a bit more at ease.

If nothing else, it’s nice to know that your big sister cares.

That gets you thinking, though. Maybe she can give you a bit of advice. Before she leaves to go do whatever it is she’s planning on doing, you stop here, and confide in her about the strange dreams you had last night that cut into your normal dreams. You talk about the flames, the billowing smoke, those eyes you could see with no view of the form of their owner, and the feelings of fear and anger those eyes drew out of you.

To give your sibling credit, she listens to you ramble on about your weird dreams without any laughter or annoyance, or even like you’re crazy. She just calmly takes in what you’re saying, her brow furrowing as she thinks about it.

“I don’t know, has anything like this happened in your dreams before?” she finally asks.

Not like this, not as far as you can recall, but you do remember over the past couple of years having the occasional oddity in your dream, where you’d see a pair of great glowing eyes off in the distance. Those were not the eyes you saw last night, though. The eyes you normally saw were much larger, and they seemed less…human. Those always seemed like they belonged to something inhuman, the ones you saw last night seemed at least mostly human. And the eyes you’ve seen in previous dreams never really filled you with the same sense of fear and anger. Sure, they were odd, but they always felt almost familiar. Granted, there was something vaguely familiar about the ones you saw last night, but in a much more uncomfortable way, as if they were associated with some bad memory.

“This may be a long shot…” she prefaces. “But, maybe it has something to do with whatever that voice of yours is so pissed off about. You said there was someone he was yelling about when you talked to him yesterday, right?”

>A. Ask her if she was even working last night, or if she was just eavesdropping on the conversation you were having with mom and dad

>B. Right.

>C. You think you see where she’s going with this. That dream was of whoever the voice was raging about yesterday, the person or thing that interfered in some way.

>D. You hope there’s no connection there. The idea of that voice having an influence on your dreams, or you possibly seeing into his dreams does not sit well with you
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>>4181743
>D. You hope there’s no connection there. The idea of that voice having an influence on your dreams, or you possibly seeing into his dreams does not sit well with you
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>>4181743
>D. You hope there’s no connection there. The idea of that voice having an influence on your dreams, or you possibly seeing into his dreams does not sit well with you
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>>4181754
D.

“I hope there’s no connection there,” you tell her. “That voice being involved in my dreams, or me seeing his doesn’t sit well.”

Having this thing able to pop in on you when you’re awake is bad enough. Having it able to invade your dreams or draw you into its dreams would be even worse. Not being able to escape that kind of weird unsettling stuff when you sleep sounds pretty terrible. But it does make a certain kind of sense, you guess, though there’s really no way of knowing if that’s actually what’s going on, or if it’s some kind of weird coincidence. You could have just had weird dreams following a weird day, or maybe it was just something you ate. Mom’s a good cook, but things happen.

“I did say it was a long shot” she reminds you. “And I hope there’s no connection, either. But there might be. It’s something to consider. If you want my advice, start keeping a dream journal or something next to your bed. Write down any weird dreams you have when you wake up in the morning. It’ll help you remember them, and if you have enough of these dreams, maybe you’ll get a better idea of what’s going on.”

>A. Alright, you will. Thank her for the advice

>B. Thank her for the suggestion, but tell her you aren’t going to do that

>C. Ask her if she thinks you’re crazy
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>>4181798
>A. Alright, you will. Thank her for the advice
If possible, C right after; they seem compatible to me.
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>>4181803
Sure, that's fine
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>>4181803
This is fine.
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>>4181803
>>4181820
A/C

It may be a long shot, like she said, but keeping a dream journal to keep track of these dreams in case they do have any sort of significance is good advice. You thank her for it and tell her that you will follow her suggestion and start writing these dreams down. Hopefully, it’ll be more useful than just some writing practice.

“I’m not sure how much it will help” she tells you honestly. “But, you’re welcome.”

There’s one more question you have for her. And honestly, you’re less sure you want her to tell you the truth if she answers this one.

“Do you think I’m crazy?” you blurt out.

Her expression goes blank, and silence hangs between you for a handful of seconds that feel like entire minutes as far as you’re concerned.

An amused smile creeps its way onto her face. “Well….”

“I’m serious,” you tell her.

She gives a little laugh. “I know, I’m sorry. Look, I can’t say I have much of a frame of reference for something like this. I do know hearing voices is usually not considered a good thing. It’s usually a sign of a mental disorder, or, depending who you ask, some sort of possession…”

Your expression must be pretty bad right now, because she quickly adds an attempt at optimism.

“Joan of Arc also heard voices” she points out.

Maybe, but you don’t think God is the one talking to you right now, and you don’t think your sister thinks that either.

“Look, the fact that it started happening the same time these powers appeared makes me think it’s probably not some mental disorder,” she tells you. “It just seems like too much to be a coincidence. I’m not as religious as mom or dad, but I get where the whole “possession” idea is coming from. But this thing told you to hurt somebody one time two years ago, and you ignored it. It called you an idiot for tripping into a bonfire, which…yeah, gonna agree with the creepy voice on that one. And it called you out for running away from something dangerous…and you ignored it. All that and some bad dreams is weird, but I don’t think you’re going to start spinning your head in full circles, projectile vomiting, or calling yourself the devil any time soon.”

She shakes her head. “I don’t think you’re crazy, but I think there’s something going on that I can’t be much help with, and that you need to keep a really close eye on. And if you need to talk, you know you can always ask mom dad and I.”

The two of you part ways for the time being, with her telling you that she’s going to go call her roommates and see if they want her to get any groceries while she’s off-campus.

It’s a beautiful day in Jump City. Your stomach’s full, you’ve gotten your weekly fill of Jesus, and you’ve talked with your family about your issues.

Now what?

>A. Go back to the junkyard and keep messing with your super-strength powers

>B. Go to the beach

>C. Go to the park

>D. Go for a walk
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>>4181873
>D. Go for a walk
Let's stumble into some plot.
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>>4181873
D
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>>4181873
>D. Go for a walk
Plot
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>>4181892
It’s a lovely day. You might as well go for a walk!

Leaving your apartment for the time being, you step out onto the sidewalk and begin your leisurely stroll around Jump City. A lot of other people seem to have had the same idea, as you see several folks jogging, or walking their dogs, or racing after their children who excitedly run toward a hot dog stand or arcade, or any number of things in Jump City that appeal to the little tykes.

Eventually, you walk close to the Jump City National Bank, which has been cordoned off by the police department, as have several of the surrounded buildings. That little guy did a lot of damage, and you can’t help but wonder if and when he’ll strike again soon. When you saw him yesterday, he only had one bagful of money, and while you’re sure that’s a lot, you also get the feeling it’s a lot less than one would hope for when robbing a major bank. Hopefully, the JCPD or this Beast Boy person will catch him soon. Some maniac thief with explosives, flamethrowers, and miniature tanks is not somebody you want running around the city unopposed.

Most people seem to be giving the area some space, not lingering around for very long, though you see a couple of curious onlookers, some news vans, and some people dressed in hooded cloaks that are either dark pink or light purple in color. You aren’t really sure which, and they look pretty out of place and weird. But they don’t look like they’re bothering anybody.

About twenty minutes later, you hear a loud crash, and the front window of a jewelry store about a block down is shattered outward. A few seconds later, someone leaps out of the now bare windowsill, clutching a large garbage bag in one hand, and what looks like the kind of blaster used by the JCPD in the other.

Just your luck, you’re present for another robbery.

>A. You’ll do something this time! Go confront the robber!

>B. You think he might be coming this way. Don’t confront him, but when he passes you, sucker-punch him and take him out

>C. Take him out but be a little more subtle about it. When he gets close, use your strength to take his blaster from him and use it to stop him

>D. Don’t get involved. Trust the police to handle this
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>>4181982
>B. You think he might be coming this way. Don’t confront him, but when he passes you, sucker-punch him and take him out

If he doesn't come our way,

>D. Don’t get involved. Trust the police to handle this
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>>4181995
>>4181982
Supporting.
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>>4182005
>>4181995
Okay, guess we're still taking this approach.

Consistent, at least.
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>>4181982
>B. You think he might be coming this way. Don’t confront him, but when he passes you, sucker-punch him and take him out
Let's goooooooo
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>>4181982
>>C. Take him out but be a little more subtle about it. When he gets close, use your strength to take his blaster from him and use it to stop him
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>>4181995
Agree.
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>>4181995
>>4182005
>>4182041
B. You think he might be coming this way. Don’t confront him, but when he passes you, sucker-punch him and take him out

If he doesn't come our way,

D. Don’t get involved. Trust the police to handle this

You think he’s about to come running in your direction, and if he does, you resolve to do something this time. If not, you’ll trust the police to handle it.

Whether fortunately or unfortunately, your initial suspicion is correct. He’s coming right for you.

He looks to be in his late twenties/early thirties, with white skin, brown hair, a full beard, and a gray hoodie. The idiot didn’t even bother to put on any sort of mask to commit armed robbery, and judging by the grin on his face as he dashes away from the jewelry store, the thought either hasn’t occurred to him or just doesn’t bother him. Maybe he thinks he’s invincible with the kind of weapon he has, but that’s really stupid. Even the dwarf with explosives, flamethrowers, jetpacks, and miniature tanks bothered to cover his face.

Okay, this guy’s a moron, but he does have a dangerous weapon. You’re going to play this with at least a bit of intelligence. You won’t run over and announce yourself or challenge him to a straight-up fight. You’ll just wait until he gets close, attack him when he’s not expecting it, and take him out quickly with your super strength. Of course, you’ll have to hold back quite a bit so you don’t accidentally break his neck or something, but you’re confident you can manage that much.

The moment of truth arrives. The guy comes running, sees you standing there, and waves his blaster at you in a shooing motion.

“Out of the way, kid!” he calls to you.

So you step to the side, and as he moves past you, seize his blaster arm, pulling him off-balance and knocking him flat with a single punch. The blaster and bag fall harmlessly from his hands, and you release his arm so he can go sprawling onto the sidewalk. As you look down at the knocked-out numbskull, you feel a rush of adrenaline, and some sense of pride at how easily you took that guy down. It…felt good.

You hear shouting, and see someone coming running out of the jewelry store, presumably the owner or someone who was stuck inside during the robbery. That’s all you need to snap out of your post-victory glow and amscray out of there. You turn and run, leaving the robber and his ill-gotten gains to be picked up by the police.

Where to now?

>A. Junkyard, you want to use your powers more!

>B. Go home

>C. Go somewhere quiet and ask the voice if it still thinks you’re a coward
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>>4182073
>>A. Junkyard, you want to use your powers more!
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>>4182073
>A. Junkyard, you want to use your powers more!
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>>4182073
>A. Junkyard, you want to use your powers more!
And maybe ask Mr. Alghanam wtf he is
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>>4182106
A.

Having gotten out of there before anybody could get a good look at you or, God forbid, catch up with you and ask you some uncomfortable questions, you breathe a sigh of relief. That went off without a hitch. You beat the bad guy, and you got away before anything bad could happen as a result of your work. You’re free as a bird, but you still feel a rush and a desire to cut loose like that a little more. You want to use your powers!

Thankfully for you, you know a good place to do exactly that!

You hike your way to the junkyard, making your way toward the same spot you practiced in just yesterday, only to quickly realize that you aren’t alone.

In the distance, you see somebody shuffling through a pile of garbage. You assume at first that it’s some homeless person or other type of ordinary scavenger, but then you realize that you recognize the outfit he’s wearing. That green jumpsuit looks exactly like what you saw on the escaping criminal yesterday, and he definitely has the same stature as the little man you saw. As he shifts around, you catch a glimpse of a beard and a pair of goggles.

It’s him.

>A. This time you won’t let him get away. Go in there and take him down!

>B. Be a little more sporting and dramatic. Announce yourself to him and tell him to surrender

>C. Okay, before there’s any heroics, you need to do something to hide yourself. Find a disguise of some kind. Anything from a coat you can wear backwards and poke some holds in the hood of, to a bandana or piece of cloth you can use. Then go deal with that guy!
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>>4182145
>A. This time you won’t let him get away. Go in there and take him down!
We going
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>>4182145
>C. Okay, before there’s any heroics, you need to do something to hide yourself. Find a disguise of some kind. Anything from a coat you can wear backwards and poke some holds in the hood of, to a bandana or piece of cloth you can use. Then go deal with that guy!
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>>4182145
>>A. This time you won’t let him get away. Go in there and take him down!
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>>4182145
Our best chance to get this guy is the first strike. Think we could trick him?

Write-in: Approach casually. “Hey man, have you seen any Ford Explorer? I’m looking for a carburetor.Wait a second, I saw you on the news yesterday. You robbed that bank, right? Get anything good?”
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>>4182147
Alright, I need d100s

First three posters to roll will be counted.
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Rolled 10 (1d100)

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Rolled 77 (1d100)

>>4182190
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>>4182194
>>4182205
We need one more
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>>4182190
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Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>4182244
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>>4182252
Hey, nice roll!
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>>4182256
Thanks. I fucked up the first attempt because it's been a while since I've rolled dice on this site.
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>>4182261
No worries, I don't plan on using rolls too often, but when you're doing something like trying to rush up and catch someone before they can see you, which mostly comes down to luck, rolling seems appropriate.

Is everyone okay with the occasional roll? Or should I just not bother with them? Speak now while we are still establishing these things.
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>>4182264
Rolls are fine. Keep them from letting us do things that we have no business doing and it’s all good.
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rolls are cool
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>>4182264
It's fine
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>>4182264
It’s contextual like you said. I suppose there’s a luck factor in doing something like this. Additionally, we don’t know our abilities to their fullest. I certainly think, at least at the start, they make sense.
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>>4182252
>>4182205
>>4182194
>>4182165
A.

Alright, you refrained from getting involved with catching this guy twice now. Now he’s in front of you with you in a position to get involved a third time. You’re pretty sure that, despite their obvious aversion to you becoming a super hero or anything, even your parents would consider this a damn providence at this point. Between all your previous chances, the sermon this morning, your actions less than an hour ago, and now this guy showing up right in front of you…if this was a story, you’d call the writer a hack.

But, this time, you are going to seize the moment and do something about this robber. You don’t know what he’s doing scrounging around in junkyards, but it’s going to be his last opportunity to do this kind of thing for a long time if you have anything to say about it. Whether due to your current high from beating that last robber, some sense of right, inspiration from the sermon this morning, you’re motivated to go and deal with this guy.

Considering the idea of finding some sort of disguise, you dismiss it quickly. While you’re looking for your precious dirty bandana or thrown out Halloween costume, this guy could figure out you’re here, or just leave for any number of reasons.

Besides, you won’t give him enough time to really get a good look at you.

Breaking into a run, you close the distance between the two of you quickly. At the last possible second, he seems to realize that you’re there, but he barely has time to raise his head before you knock him out with a single punch. Just like that. No time to use any of his crazy gadgets against you, no time to activate his jetpack and blast out of there. Nope, one punch he didn’t have time to react to, and it’s all over. The devious dwarven delinquent who did so much damage, evaded police, and even got away from a superhero now lies unconscious at your feet.

“Woah…” comes a sound from above.

CONT.
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>>4182347
CONT.

Speaking of superheroes, a green bird swoops down, and you know who it is you’re dealing with even before you see him shapeshift. A bird lands in front of you on the other side of the dwarf’s unconscious body, but a few seconds later, a green-skinned kid about your age is standing there. With his aforementioned skin color, messy hair in a darker shade of green on his head, pointy ears, and a purple jumpsuit, he has probably the most striking appearance of anybody you’ve ever seen.

The news called him Beast Boy, but even without that, you’d know who he is. The person in front of you was once part of the Doom Patrol, a group of super heroes who tragically died nearly four years ago while protecting a small town in Maine, leaving Beast Boy as one of only two survivors. Everybody mourned for the loss of the Doom Patrol, and everybody has heard of Beast Boy, given he’s a superhero without a secret identity since…well, look at him.

And you are looking at him, standing right in front of you and looking quite impressed.

“You took him down just like that?” the green-skinned changeling asks.

>A. Yeah. But, in fairness, you caught him off-guard.

>B. Yep. You’re just that amazing.

>C. Never mind that. Ask what he’s doing here.

>D. That depends. If you say “yes”, will he take you to jail or make you explain to the police what happened?

>E. Ignore his question. Ask for his autograph
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>>4182351
>A. Yeah. But, in fairness, you caught him off-guard.
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>>4182376
A.

You confirm your victory with a simple “yeah” but show some modesty by pointing out that you caught the guy off-guard, so it’s not like he had a chance to fight back with those crazy gadgets of his. Being modest is kind of hard when you’ve managed to win two fights today with one punch each and impress an actual superhero.

“Still, dude…that’s pretty awesome” Beast Boy tells you, feeding into your ego even more.

It’s pretty high praise, hard not to feel proud.

“So…do you have powers, or did you just decide it was a good idea to run at a guy who carries a flamethrower?” he asks after a few seconds.

>A. Admit you have powers but ask that he doesn’t tell anybody about that.

>B. Try and convince him that you’re just a normal guy who got lucky
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>>4182351
Write-in: Strip the dwarf naked to make sure he’s unable to get away or cause a ruckus. In the meantime, A.
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>>4182425
Sorry anon, a little late.
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>>4182431
I maintain my choice.
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>>4182414
>B. Try and convince him that you’re just a normal guy who got lucky
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Well, it is almost 1:00 AM, and we are deadlocked. So, I will call it quits for updates this evening.

I don't have work tomorrow, so I should resume updates in the afternoon or evening.

In the meantime, anybody with questions or feedback, please leave it here and I will be sure to address it at some point.

Also, you have a blank slate as far as character name and appearance.

You're male, you're seventeen, and you have all of your body parts. Other than that, go nuts.

I hope you all are having a good time!


>>4182475
Anon....
>>4182486
Anon!
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>>4182491
Oh, and keep voting on what to do next!
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>>4182491
We are the night, Romulox. In the Teen Titans Quest, we work alone, we trust no one! From now on we shall be known as...THAT MAN! (Because nobody knows us and stuff.)
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>>4182506
Oh man, that'd be a pain in the ass to write.
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>>4182414
>B. Try and convince him that you’re just a normal guy who got lucky

>>4182512
Not wanting to write about that one guy who nobody really knows what the fuck his deal is or how he somehow shows up so much at random. He'll be the easter egg character who somehow shows up at the weirdest places and times. When people ask what's our deal we just say a voice in our head told us to show up and then just wander off. The teen titan reactions about our antics should be hilarious and the villains wandering what the fuck aught to be funny too.

>>4182506
I don't think it's possible to hide our identity since we lack super intelligence to cover our ass and don't have magic either. Our best bet is being that 'weird guy who shows up just for shits and giggles before wandering off again'. Our best means of defense is being thought of like some crazy guy because not even super villains wanna piss off crazy.
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>>4182414
>B
>>4182558
Kek, I think I'll pass on this idea.
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>>4182512
Indeed. I’m just fooling around about the solo act thing, but maybe we shouldn’t blatant giving out our card to every hero we meet.
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>>4182558
+1
Still we can atleast strip the guy of any gadgets he can possibly use to get away, when we are talking
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>>4182654
>>4182558
On second thought, that would be hilarious.
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>>4182425
Not this
>>4182414
A
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>>4182414
>A. Admit you have powers but ask that he doesn’t tell anybody about that.
Can we please show a little mercy to the QM?
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>>4182414
>>A. Admit you have powers but ask that he doesn’t tell anybody about that.
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>>4182414
>A. Admit you have powers but ask that he doesn’t tell anybody about that.
I want DEVELOPMENT
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>>4182558
so just be Saitama
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>>4182793
>I want to start my power fantasy and waifufagging!
FTFY
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>>4182803
>power fantasy
It's a superhero quest, what were you expecting? The waifufaggotry is also inevitable but hopefully it won't be too bad.
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I'm thinking we are kinda like pic related
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>>4182810
As a mother once told me.
>“And please make sure you’re doing it for the right reasons. You’re smart enough to realize it won’t be all adoring crowds and people dressing as you for Halloween.”
Also, we all know the waifufagging will hit fast and hit hard.
>>4182829
But anon...
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>>4182856
i wanna be bros with Beast Boy and Cyborg anon
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>>4182856
Without the rhyming
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>>4182414
>A. Admit you have powers but ask that he doesn’t tell anybody about that
BB ain't as dumb as he seems.
And nothing I've seen makes me think we're a slick liar.
If we lie, he'll just think it's odd.
We can trust BB not to expose us.
He might know where we can get a bandana that hasn't been in the trash.
He could give us tips on training powers.
I honestly see no reason to cover up our powers from him.

Say NOTHING about the evil voice in our head that told us to kill a classmate that one time.
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>>4182829
Me too anon.
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>>4182861
Same here bro..Same here.
>>4182880
But that’s half the fun!
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Here a old pic form battleborn that may fit .
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>>4182414
>A
I guess I am kinda fireproof... Look dude, I'm new to this whole powers-thing and I don't want to be an idiot about it. I saw a chance and I took it and maybe this is all I ever do, but I want to do good, BUT if you ever mess up you'll end up dead, you of all people should - gosh I'm so sorry
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>>4182414
>A. Admit you have powers but ask that he doesn’t tell anybody about that.
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The reason B does not make sense (and maybe this is what the author wants) is because: from BB’s perspective, it looks like a random act of violence. We just snuck up on this guy and sucker punched him. And it makes even less sense that, if we were just a layman, we actually knew who this guy was (a badass techno bank robber) and purposefully sought him out and attacked him.

I suppose there’s an argument to be made that Batman is 100% natural and knocks out guys on the reg, but... *shrugs shoulders*
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>>4182491
As far as name goes, Jerry Maguire because movie references.

As far as appearance, a solid 6’2”. 205 lbs. Body shape like a buffer Terry McGinnis with blonde hair and blue eyes.
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>>4183080
"Nah nigga I just wanted to punch a dwarf."
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>>4183087
Pretty huge for a 17 year old.
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>>4183126
We lift.

>>4183087
Maybe drop 20 pounds?
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>>4183087
>>4183126
Yeah, I'd want to shrink him down a bit.
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Is this not a funny thing for people to fight? A little16-17 uear old girl and a traped djinn in her body?
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>>4183126
Eh not really. I was the same height in high school and was 180 and was still pretty gangly. I wasn't super active either. Nothing stopping our boy from being on a team and bulking up a bit because of it.
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>>4183126
>>4183135
Alright. Around 185 lbs then.
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>>4183257
That's a fair point
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How about this? Its hard to find good character art a 17 year old
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>>4183268
yeah i like this, this is our MC
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>>4183268
Colored
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>>4183309
>>4183268
What anime is this from? And are you going to go full anime protagonist?
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>>4183339
Jujutsu Kaisen
Very similar to this quest so far. The main character is sharing his body with another entity.

It's hard to find characters that are "normal" looking way to many twinks boy band types to look through. If someone find a better one it's whatever
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>>4182661
>>4182737
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>>4182793
>>4182884
>>4183019
>>4183020
A.

You aren’t sure how long this guy’s been watching, but you do understand that nothing you did here couldn’t be explained away as luck or you just knowing how to throw a solid punch. But, if there’s anybody you can come clean to about having powers, it’s probably a superhero. Even so, you consider just trying to play it off as luck and praying he buys it, but ultimately decide to just be honest about it and ask him not to tell others about it. He may not have a secret identity, but you’re sure that he understands why that sort of thing is important to people who do.

“I have powers,” you confirm his first guess. “But please, don’t tell anybody. I’m new to this whole thing.”

“Secret identity, that’s cool” Beast Boy says, accepting your request just like that. “No worries, dude, I can keep that a secret. Nice job, though. He looks like he should be hanging out with Snow White, but he’s pretty dangerous.”

Which is why you decided to catch him by surprise, of course. Had he seen you coming and had a chance to use his weapons, you’re still not sure you could have taken him, or if you would have even walked away alive. After all, you’ve seen what his toys can do to buildings and police cars. So, you acted more pragmatically and won. And hey, bonus, that voice isn’t calling you a coward for it. It’s not saying much of anything, but that’s much better than having it yell at you.

Instead, you get a superhero telling you how great you did.

Beast Boy kneels down and hefts the dwarf up over his shoulder. “I’ll take this guy in for you. I won’t give a name or anything, just say that someone beat me to him, and I found him like this.”

As he stands up, he gives you a once over. “So, you have powers, and you took this guy down…ever think about giving the hero thing a try? I’m planning on sticking around Jump City, and I could use a sidekick.”

>A. That sounds awesome!

>B. Sidekick? No way! But you’d be willing to try being partners

>C. Sorry, but you don’t think the whole superhero life is for you

>D. You don’t know. You’re still trying to figure out your powers
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>>4183377
D
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>>4183377
>>D. You don’t know. You’re still trying to figure out your powers
Give him our number so we can talk later, maybe even hang out.
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>>4183377
>D. You don’t know. You’re still trying to figure out your powers
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>>4183382
>>4183389
>>4183395
D.

There’s a lot to consider, here. On the one hand, you stopped a criminal, and did such a good job that a superhero is offering to make you his sidekick. That’s an offer not many people get, so congratulations to you!

On the other hand, you’ve had these powers for two years, but only put them to any extensive use as of yesterday. Sure, you have them, you’re starting to understand them, and you’re demonstrating that you can put them to good use. But that’s just it. You’re only starting to understand them, and while you’ve proven to yourself and others that you can put them to good use, you still aren’t sure if it’s a good idea to be using them willy-nilly when you still don’t even know the full scope and grasp of what they are. You can knock people out cold with a single pulled punch, can bench and punch through cars, and have a magnificent vertical leap. But is that your limit? If so, how effective will you actually be against more dangerous villains? If not, just what are you capable of, and what happens if you try fighting without knowing your real strength?

Despite all those questions, you are tempted, truly. You can’t deny that what you’ve done today felt good. Okay, you can deny it all you want, but you’d be a liar. It felt amazing.

But that’s not enough to make you accept his offer.

Then again, it’s not enough to make you reject it, either.

“I don’t know,” you say, letting yourself be honest with him. “I’m still trying to figure out my powers.”

There’s a smidge of disappointment on Beast Boy’s face, but mostly sympathy. He must have gone through his own time of discovery with his powers, and so probably has a good idea of what it is that you’re going through.

“I get it,” he tells you. “But, I mean…if you want, I could try and help you. I mean, if you’re going to be my sidekick, the least I can do is teach you what you need to learn, you know? It’ll be great! Who better to help you out than a big-time superhero like me?”

He gives you a big, toothy grin which you think is meant to make him look like some sort of celebrity or something. It’s the kind you see Hollywood actors give sometimes.

>A. Alright, that actually sounds great. You’d appreciate the help

>B. Thanks, but you want to figure this out on your own

>C. Big-time superhero? Wasn’t he only on the Doom Patrol for a few months?

>D. Ask him to stop with the whole sidekick thing. If you do work with him, it’s going to be as an equal partner.
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>>4183408
Sidekick? I don't know. Do you provide dental?
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>>4183415
I like this +1
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>>4183415
trade phone numbers tho and a variant of what I said earlier >>4183019
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>>4183422
>>4183418
>>4183415
Okay, cheeky anons.
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>>4183408
thought of something else too:
ask him why he does it why he puts his life on the line. And no 'because he owes it to others' that's a sunk cost fallacy
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>>4183415
>>4183418
>>4183422
>>4183429
Okay, everybody cool with these write-ins and asking him why he does it?
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>>4183431
Sure.
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>>4183408
Write-in: Honestly, I just need some time to think about it. Meet you back here in 3 days?
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>>4183415
+1
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>>4183429
>>4183422
>>4183415
That’s a pretty great offer, and you think you just might have to accept it.

But first, you have to be a smartass.

“Sidekick?” you ask. “I don’t know. Do you provide dental?”

That one gets a laugh out of him. “I’m sure I can swing something, dude.”

He slicks his hair back and talks like a guy who’s trying waaay too hard to sound cool, but only ends up sounding like a dork. You aren’t sure if that’s intentional like he’s doing some kind of bit, or if he’s just unaware of how stupid he sounds, but when he next speaks you feel a little less awestruck by the hero you’re talking to.

“I’m pretty loaded,” he tells you. “Yep….money, powers, dashing good looks. I’ve got it all, dude. Becoming my sidekick’s a big opportunity!”

Somewhere in that crummy attempt at a sales pitch, you found another question for him. Other than the good looks thing, which is highly debatable, he has awesome powers, and you have little reason to think he’s lying about having money. In fact, you think you remember hearing that his family is super rich. So, if he has so much going for him, why is he risking everything by playing hero.

And so, you ask him, “Why do you put your life on the line.”

That question pierces his braggartry, and when next he answers, he speaks seriously and sincerely.

“It’s the right thing to do, dude,” he tells you.

Simple, yet oddly profound. The idea of doing good just because it’s good is-

“Also, kicking bad guy butt is the best! And the ladies love a hero,” he adds, waggling his eyebrows at the last part.

There it is.

“Look dude,” you tell him, being serious with your response to his offer this time. “I don’t want to be an idiot about these powers. I saw a chance and I took it, and that might be all I ever do with them. I mean, I want to do good, but if I ever mess up playing hero….I mean, you know what I’m saying, right?”

“Dude, trust me, I do get it,” he assures you, placing a hand on your shoulder. “It’s a lot.”

Glad that he understands at least a little, you feel a very real sense of relief. With that comes the feeling that you can trust this guy. The more you talk to him, the more you feel like he’s kind of a clown, but he still seems like a decent enough guy, and besides, anybody who does what he does can’t be all bad. And after all, he did promise to keep your secret, and offer to help you.

CONT.
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>>4183460
CONT.

With that in mind, you suggest trading phone numbers.

“Oh, yeah, good idea, dude” he tells you, pulling out his phone and handing it to you for you to enter your contact info.

He enters his contact info into yours and hands it back to you. “Garfield Logan” has been added to your contacts.

>A. “Garfield?”

>B. Say goodbye and head back home

>C. Say goodbye, but hang out here for a bit and practice your powers

>D. You have an idea. You could test your super strength on him! He can transform into all kinds of animals and stuff, so you could try lifting heavier ones, or seeing how well you take hits from some
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>>4183462
C
Test your resistances fire/damage
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Going to walk my dogs, will write next update when I get back.
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>>4183468
This. We should test our clothes too.
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>>4183462
>C. Say goodbye, but hang out here for a bit and practice your powers
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>>4183462
C
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>>4183268
This looks good
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>>4183520
>>4183501
>>4183494
>>4183491
>>4183468
Back from walk

C wins.
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>>4183501
>>4183494
>>4183468
C.

Numbers have been exchanged, and you now have someone who has a pretty good idea of what you’re going through in your contact information, a new supply of rare quality help to assist you in figuring out your powers. You’re sure there are a million more things that the two of you could spend some time talking about, but Beast Boy should probably get that knocked-out numbskull to jail before he wakes up.

“Later dude!” he tells you, transforming into an ostrich and running off, holding the criminal by the jumpsuit in his beak.

With him gone, you decide to hang around for a little while and practice with your powers. Now, you’ve got a decent idea of how to control your super strength, even if you don’t know its full capabilities. But the time you feel face-first into a bonfire and emerged totally unscathed keeps replaying in your mind, and frankly, you’re really curious about that. So, you decide to see if you can replicate that to an extent.

What should you do?

>A. Get a lighter and touch the flame to your skin

>B. Find a bunch of flammable objects, set them on fire, and dive in
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>>4183571
>A. Get a lighter and touch the flame to your skin
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>>4183571
I don’t like A. Too small. I don’t like B either because we don’t want to indeliberately be an arsonist while testing our supposed durability.

Write in: How about testing how close we can get to a flame before noticing pain or negative affects like drying of the skin and eyes, hairs burnt, etc. take effect.

Get a campfire equivalent started. Test out effects of fire at different distances.
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>>4183583
+1 look for a hollowed out car or something

Does this place have a car crusher
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>>4183583
Sure, this
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>>4183583
+1
Med fire
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>>4183583
>>4183593
>>4183596
The first idea of how to test your fire powers is simple. Get a lighter, touch the flame to your skin, and see what happens. But no, that’s too small. So your next idea is to find a bunch of flammable objects, make a pile of them, set them on fire, and dive right in. But no, that’s too big, and you might accidentally create a worse fire than you can control if you try that. The third solution in your little Goldilocks journey toward a proper testing method is, fittingly, just right, and you decide to go with it.

Finding a hollowed-out car in all of this mess, you use it to get what basically amounts to a campfire started with it. Then, you try approaching it, making note of the reactions your body has to it at different distances. You start a safe distance away, then slowly get closer, and closer, paying attention to see at what point your skin and eyes go dry, or your hair starts burning, or if you just start feeling pain.

But none of that ever happens. Instead, you don’t feel a whole lot of anything even as your hand is pushed right into the flames.

Sure, you feel a sensation of heat, but it feels more like a warm blanket than a terrible searing pain. Like warm food. Heat is there, obviously, but it’s not harmful. If anything, it’s pleasant.

Weird.

“What are you doing?” a voice demands from behind you.

Spinning around, you expect to find the junkyard’s owner standing there, wondering why the Hell some kid is starting fires on his property. Instead, you find yourself facing three figures, each one dressed in dark pink or light purple robes. They’re dressed exactly like the people you saw at the bank, but you can’t be sure it’s them since you’ve yet to see any faces. Each one of them has their hood drawn up to cover their faces.

>A. Ask who they are

>B. Turn and bolt as fast as you can

>C. Tell them you were cold and wanted to warm up

>D. Tell the truth. They’ll probably just think you’re crazy
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>>4183625
What’s it to you? Can’t a masochist get off in peace?
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>>4183625
>A. Ask who they are
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>>4183636
+1
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>>4183625
>>A. Ask who they are
supporting >>4183633
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>>4183633
That’ll do nicely.
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>>4183636
>>4183633
“What’s it to you?” you ask them flippantly. “Can’t a masochist get off in peace?”

Silence. You weren’t sure if they’d buy your explanation, or if they’d mark you off as crazy and decide to leave you alone, but they aren’t doing either of those things. They just stand there like some creepy boogeymen and stare at you. You find it both a little unnerving, and rather annoying.

“What are you doing?” the middle figure, the same one who spoke just a moment ago, demands of you.

“Who are you?” you counter.

“Members of a group that will soon be known and respected the world over,” the person answers somewhat cryptically. “A group that would like to make you an offer.”

“You see, young man,” the figure to the left of the center speaker, speaks in a voice that lets you identify them as female. “We were observing a man who just yesterday pulled off a most impressive heist. We were lead to believe he was here, instead arrived to find him unconscious, with you and the changeling standing over him.”

>A. You just found him like that

>B. The changeling did it, so go talk to him (call Beast Boy to warn him once they leave)

>C. Yeah, you took him down. So what?

>D. You don’t care what they were doing. Get to the point

>E. You’ve heard enough to not like where this is going. Run as fast as you can
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>>4183709
>B. The changeling did it, so go talk to him (call Beast Boy to warn him once they leave)
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>>4183709
B
Can we try and get a hold of BB maybe call him from our pocket
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>>4183709
>C. Yeah, you took him down. So what?
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>>4183709
>>4183726
>B
stealthcall already
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>>4183709
Why would they make us an offer unless they knew exactly what our power is? Are they bluffing? Or, is this just a mistake?

Write-in: Basically B and A. “You’re mistaken, I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. I found the dwarf like that and the green guy came by and took him. I don’t have anything to do with what you’re talking about.”
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>>4183721
>>4183726
>>4183738
>>4183743
Stealthcall.

Let's see some d100s
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Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>4183747
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Rolled 57 (1d100)

>>4183748
Oh yeah!
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Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>4183747
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>>4183748
>>4183749
>>4183750
That'll do, folks.
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>>4183726
>>4183721
>>4183738
B
Can we try and get a hold of BB maybe call him from our pocket
ROLL: 92

Despite not knowing just how much these people know about you, you’re pretty sure that they do know something. And maybe you’re being judgmental, but you don’t trust these people, or like where this seems to be going. These people may be dangerous, and while you have a plan to get them away from you, you want to take a few extra precautions. You place your hands in your pockets as you shrug at the cloaked figures, discreetly dialing Beast Boy, whose contact info was still loaded on your cell phone.

“The changeling did it,” you tell the strangers. “So, go talk to him.”

“The changeling failed to capture that man before,” the middle one points out. “Precisely because there were innocents around that the man was able to use to distract the changeling. Yet with you here, that man was captured, seemingly without a struggle.”

“You chose to stay after the changeling departed” the one to the right of the middle speaker points out. “So, we observed you. Not that it was necessary. We heard your conversation with the one called Beast Boy.”

“Powers like yours are rare, and incredibly valuable,” the middle speaker tells you. “Which is why we’d like you to put them to use as a member of our organization.”

>A. And what’s in it for you?

>B. Heat resistance can only take you so far. You don’t see how you’d be that valuable.

>C. Do they really think you’ll join an organization without knowing anything about it? You want to know what you’d be signing up for.

>D. Sorry, not interested.

>E. Turn and run
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>>4183785
>C. Do they really think you’ll join an organization without knowing anything about it? You want to know what you’d be signing up for.
Just need them to keep talking.
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>>4183785
>C
keep talking, discreetly repeating what they say out loud
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>>4183785
>B. Heat resistance can only take you so far. You don’t see how you’d be that valuable.
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>>4183785
C
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>>4183785
>>C. Do they really think you’ll join an organization without knowing anything about it? You want to know what you’d be signing up for.
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>>4183793
C.

“Do you really think I’ll join you without knowing anything about your organization?” you ask. “I want to know what I’d be signing up for.”

“Understandable,” the man to the right of the one in the middle concedes.

“Our superiors can give you a full briefing,” the middle man assures you.

“But, for now, we can tell you that our organization is a joining of the greatest this world has to offer,” the man to his right tells you. “Brilliant scientists, expertly-trained soldiers, and those rare, lucky few who possess unique gifts that make them a cut above normal men and women.”

“We will lead the world into a new age, a grander age,” the man in the middle explains. “And with your gifts, you would have quite a part to play in making that happen.”

“And,” the woman adds. “Once all is said and done, you will be rewarded with wealth, power, and authority.”

It sounds like these people are either trying to recruit you into a terrorist organization or a doomsday cult. Either way, what they’re saying is raising some major red flags, even as a small part of you seems to agree with the notion that somebody with your powers is special and maybe even better than most people. How many people can lift cars or withstand fire to the flesh without injury? But something seems sinister about this, and not just because their fashion choice makes them look like they’ll soon be ready to commit ritual suicide to go join some aliens or something. Just the way they’re phrasing and describing things makes them remind you of what you learned about Nazi Germany in school, with all their talk about being the greatest and leading the world into a new age.

Then again, you’re pretty sure the Nazis didn’t recruit too many SS officers in junkyards, so you’re leaning more toward super villain wannabees or insane cultists.

You sort of repeat the spiel they just gave you, making it look as if you’re going over what they just said as you consider their offer. In reality, you’re mostly just trying to repeat it so you can be more sure that Beast Boy is hearing what’s being said. You really hope he picked up the phone and is on his way here.

>A. You’re listening. Ask them to tell you more about what you’d get out of this.

>B. Tell them to spit it out. Are they talking about changing the world by curing diseases, fighting poverty, or ending world hunger? Or are they talking about world domination?

>C. Are there any other people with superpowers in the group?

>D. Sorry, not interested

>E. Run
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>>4183875
E
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>>4183875
How can I trust you when you guys don't even show your faces?
And I guess you guys are just recruiters, spies, or whatever
>C. Are there any other people with superpowers in the group?
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>>4183875
>C. Are there any other people with superpowers in the group?
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>>4183875
>C. Are there any other people with superpowers in the group?
Just keep on talking.
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>>4183875
>C
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>>4183886
>>4183888
>>4183896
>>4183911
C

If Beast Boy has heard all of this and is on his way (and you pray he has and that he is), you just need to keep these creeps talking long enough for him to get here and help you out here. If these guys are as shady as you think they are, you should probably try to get some information out of them as well. You know some basics, and you don’t know how much they’ll let slip without bringing you in to their superiors, but you should at least try.

“Are there any other people with superpowers in this group?” you ask.

“Yes,” the one in the middle tells you. “Our scientists are truly brilliant and have bestowed incredible gifts upon those that have been deemed worthy.”

“But you’re truly special,” the woman purrs. “You didn’t need anyone to give you your powers. You came by them naturally, or so I’m assuming. Even among the powerful, you’re a special breed.”

“You mentioned to the green one that you’re trying to learn to master your powers,” the man to the right of the one in the middle says to you. “Join us, and you can have the mastery you crave. We will unlock your full potential, and you can use that potential to lead the world to a brighter future, a future where the smartest and strongest will lead everyone! Imagine what can be accomplished in a world like that!”

“It is an honor to receive such an offer,” the man in the middle tells you. “I advise you to take it.”

>A. Okay, so you’d get help with your powers. You like that. But let’s get more specific about this whole “wealth and power” thing.

>B. So, wait, they think they’ll make the world a better place just by virtue of being the ones in charge?

>C. What’s this group called?

>D. Decline their offer. You aren’t interested.

>E. Run.
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>>4183944
>A (lie)
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>>4183944
>C. What’s this group called?
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>>4183944
>C. What’s this group called?
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>>4183944
>A. Okay, so you’d get help with your powers. You like that. But let’s get more specific about this whole “wealth and power” thing.
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>>4183944
Write-in: What’s the group called? Wait for answer to gain more information.

Ponder for a moment...

Sorry, I can’t be in a group of nasty mutant artificials. People who obtain their powers unnaturally are disgusting and don’t deserve authority, power, or wealth.
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>>4183981
That's a bit much.
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>>4183981
It’s hogwash, but it’s an interesting idea.
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>>4183954
>>4183956
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>>4184005
why not both?
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>>4184004
It’s a bluff. I don’t intend the MC to actually belief that.
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>>4184010
...good question, both it is!
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>>4184012
But pissing them off wouldn't help us at all right now.
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>>4183956
>>4183954
A/C

“Okay, so I’d get help with my powers,” you sum up what they just said. “I like that, but let’s get more specific about this whole “wealth and power” thing.”

Hopefully Beast Boy won’t think you’re serious, but if you want to keep these guys talking and get some more information out of them, it’s probably best to play along a bit and make them thing that they’re getting somewhere with you. The more interested you sound, the more they’ll probably be willing to talk to seal the deal, right?

“Our group boasts great wealth, and with our brilliant scientists and loyal soldiers, we also offer great power,” the man in the middle tells you. “Power enough to make the world ours. With your gifts, you would receive a seat of power in the new world order, with incredible wealth and many followers made available to you.”

Yeah, you were right about world domination being their goal. Now that they think they have your interest in such a thing, they’re not even trying to hide it. And if they’re that confident that they have you…

“What’s the name of your group?” you finally ask.

“We are the hive” the woman tells you.

As that answer is given, you notice a green bird circling overhead.

Beast Boy’s here.

>A. Alright, you’ve decided…not in a million years.

>B. Ask if they offer dental

>C. Ask if your friend can join

>D. Turn and start running, trust Beast Boy to have your back

>E. Attack these guys, and trust Beast Boy to back you up
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>>4184041
>C. Ask if your friend can join
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>>4184041
Can I think about it? How can I reach you?
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>>4184041
Write in: Politely decline. Turn around and continue your fire training.
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>>B. Ask if they offer dental
Hell yeah
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>>4184041
>B. Ask if they offer dental
Can't resist.
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>>4184049
+1 then attack
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>>4184041
my stupid ass write-in is now an option
>B
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>>4184041
>B. Ask if they offer dental
The cycle must be completed.
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>>4184081
Ah, I should have clarified that we do so in my post.
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>>4184081
Change mine to this.

Don’t hold back. 110%.
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>>4184095
>>4184094
>>4184085
>>4184081
>>4184053
>>4184049
Was almost done writing the post when I saw the "attack" addition.

Fortunately, that can be easily added at the end.

>A. Attack

>B. Don't
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>>4184110
>A. Attack
PLOT TIME.
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>>4184110
Throw the car if we are close enough
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>>4184110
>A. Attack
Though we should hold back so we don't kill them.
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>>4184110
>A. Attack
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>>4184110
>>A. Attack
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>>4184132
Maybe you’re right. It’s too early to judge how “evil” these people might be.
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>>4184110
I don’t mean to be so flip-floppy, but... I’m going to vote B. They haven’t attacked us or innocent people yet. Let’s keep them on our radar, but not attack.
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>>4184146
Good point, but it's probably too late.
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>>4184049
>>4184053
>>4184085
>>4184094
>>4184095
>>4184099
>>4184081
>>4184123
>>4184132
>>4184134
>>4184135
B.

Now that your backup’s arrived, you think you can drop the charade a bit and try being a smartass instead. That should be fun.

“Do you offer dental?” you ask with a cheeky grin.

“We offer-“ the middle one begins before the woman cuts him off.

“He’s messing with us,” she comments irritably.

The jig is up, and you don’t much care to hide that at this point. Between you and Beast Boy, you’re sure that you can handle these three cloaked creeps. Assuming, that is, that none of them are the superhumans they mentioned as being part of their organization. Nothing they said really seems to suggest that they are, but perhaps you should be careful and account for the possibility. One Beast Boy drops in, you’ll have the win for sure.

Yep.

Any second now…..

The man in the middle suddenly raises a hand toward his face, placing it over his cloak at about where his left ear would be.

“We’ve been deceived!” he suddenly cries out. “The green one has returned!”

He reaches into his cloak.

Whatever he’s reaching for, he never gets the chance to use it. As was the case with the last two people you’ve tangled with today, this guy goes down in a single punch once you close the distance between the two of you. Seeing you coming right for him causes him to fumble the drawing of his weapon and he is knocked unconscious with a single pulled punch.

The other two manage to get their weapons, and as the first man drops, they take aim and fire, the woman landing a shot right between your eyes.

You hiss in pain, as it feels like you just got stung by a bee.

“Turn it off of stun!” the man who’s still conscious chides her, thumbing some sort of switch on his weapon and aiming for your center of mass.

This time, you feel like you’ve been slugged in the gut, and are thrown backwards, falling right into the burning car. The flames surround your body, but you feel no pain.

You think about your situation. These two have blasters which, when not set to stun, can hurt you. Good to know that you’re pretty damn durable. Right now you’re in a flaming car. There’s an unconscious guy on the ground in front of you, and no sign of Beast Boy who you saw flying in the air just a moment ago.

>A. Roll through to the other side of the car and get low. They’ll have to come around to the other side to reach you, and you can attack

>B. Roll through, pick up the car, brace yourself for any shots, and throw it at one of them. Be careful not to actually kill anybody with a giant flaming car

>C. Get back up and charge right at them! Power through their shots and take them down

>D. Play dead and wait for a chance to strike

>E. Get out of the car and try to find Beast Boy while avoiding getting shot

>F. Get out of the car and flee as fast as you can
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>>4184146
>>4184156
I think we are being a little too gung-ho about it our action here. But I also want to gauge our abilities in a more realistic setting.
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>>4184169
I don't know what settings they've got, but at the very least if stun is a bee sting and whatever "lethal" is supposed to be is just a gut punch, I think our durability is pretty damn good.
>Use the car as a shield to get closer
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>>4184169
>>Roll through to the other side of the car and get low.
Push it in front of us as we advance. Then give it a shove.
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>>4184169
A
Flip the car onto its side and and try and push it
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>>4184169
Roll to the other side of the car. Pick it up and run towards the downed man using the car as a shield. Drop the car and take the unconscious man hostage. Put your arm around his throat an threaten to snap it if they don’t surrender.
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>>4184180
Supporting.
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>>4184169
>no sign of Beast Boy who you saw flying in the air
it's 'whom'
>D
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>>4184180
+1
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>>4184169
>B. Roll through, pick up the car, brace yourself for any shots, and throw it at one of them. Be careful not to actually kill anybody with a giant flaming car
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>>4184180
>>4184186
>>4184191
Okay, I think this won.
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>>4184190
My apologies
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We need to take advantage of their weakness. Let’s test their loyalty to one another by taking one of their own hostage. We won’t really snap the guy’s neck. We can use this information to figure out if they’re a group worth investing in or destroying if they threaten innocent life.
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>>4184229
I think one of them was about to actually offer dental, so they can't be too bad.
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>>4184229
Wasn't sure if we had enough time to do more than just approach, so I just kept it pretty simple.
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>>4184191
>>4184186
>>4184180
>Use the car as a shield to get closer

Rolling backwards through the flames, you come out of the other side of the car, getting back on your feet and grabbing hold of the burning vehicle, lifting it right off of the ground and holding it in front of you like a shield so that you can get closer to your two enemies.

Now, it’s possible that, if they just opened fire, they would have punched through the car with enough shots and struck you. But they don’t do that. Frankly, the sight of someone lifting up and holding a burning car with their bare hands would be enough to flabbergast most people and stun them into inaction. A disciplined soldier might still hold together enough to try fighting, but despite the boasts about the kinds of professionals that are meant to fill the ranks of this group, these two are clearly not among the soldiers they were referring to.

You move forward with ease, though the car does obscure your vision quite a bit. Still, they aren’t coming around to shoot at you, so you’ve bought yourself time.

>A. Get to the unconscious one, then put the car down and take him hostage.

>B. Put the car down, then leap over it and attack.

>C. Look for Beast Boy while you have this reprieve.

>D. Drop the car and run
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>>4184235
Even the mafia has dental.

>>4184238
Yeah. My thought is that if we tell the QM our battle plan up front, he’ll describe the actions to us in which they succeed or don’t and we can adjust accordingly.
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>>4184244
A.

Test them. If they’re loyal and honorable they won’t abandon / kill their own. If they’re not, then we have an evil group to go after.
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>>4184244
>A. Get to the unconscious one, then put the car down and take him hostage.
Keep an eye out for Beast Boy while we're at it, but for now I'm operating on the assumption that he either:
A) is watching from afar for some reason
B) is distracted by something else
Whatever the reason, this seems like the best play for now (well really, running away is the easiest but PLOT).
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>>4184244
>>C. Look for Beast Boy while you have this reprieve.
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>>4184244
>C. Look for Beast Boy while you have this reprieve.
I'm honestly kinda worried.
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>>4184244
B
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>>4184250
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>>4184256
>>4184258
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I honestly thought these guys were propositioning us to get us to join their group, but they switched to lethal shot so quickly without knowing that it could potentially kill us. Perhaps we already made enemies with them. Or, they’re not entirely sure we only knocked out their friend and switched to lethal for self-defense.
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>>4184287
They set for stun, and when that did nothing, they figured that a lethal blast would be necessary for the same effect.

And if that proved to be overkill...they were against a pissed off superhuman, so...
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>>4184290
If it was overkill, we’d be dead, and they would’ve lost a potential asset.
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>>4184302
Yeah, but they assumed they made you mad enough by shooting at you in the first place, so if it came down to losing a potential asset and losing their lives, they were going to pick survival.
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>>4184302
I think they're scared for their lives right now.
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>>4184290
Additionally, I don’t think we’re pissed off as much as we are scared. These guys give off a sinister vibe. I just want to figure out if they’re good / noble.
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>>4184305
Or if we misunderstood them because they were vague in their information telling.
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>>4184309
They praised a bank robber and believe having superpowers gives you the right to rule the world. They definitely aren't good people.
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>>4184320
That’s valid information. Good point. But these three people haven’t committed a crime. Technically, we threw the first punch. We are in a legal shit storm already. If we let these guys leave alive, we’re screwed...

We need to kill them.
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>>4184339
Are you crazy? We can't just kill them because the legal stuff will be inconvenient.
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>>4184339
Going to veto that idea. Let's not be murdering every person who threatens us.
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>>4184347
>>4184353
Joke.
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>>4184284
>>4184256
>>4184258
C.

You take the momentary reprieve you’ve just bought yourself to look around for any sign of the green-skinned hero that was supposed to have your back. Dammit, where is that guy? You may be super strong, but you’ve never been in a fight like this before, and you could really use the help. Your eyes roam over the surrounding piles of junk and stacks of cars, quickly finding the reason for your lack of assistance in this fight.

Beast Boy’s doing some fighting of his own.

On a stack of cars in the distance, higher than a house, you see a green gorilla beat its chest and charge at a person dressed in a bright blue bodysuit of some kind with a brown belt, brown leggings, and a firearm in his hands. You can’t see any distinguishing features since he seems to also be wearing a mask that covers the top of his head and face, but whoever he is, he’s moving fast, leaping away from Beast Boy and firing off a shot that you recognize as coming from a blaster. Beast Boy quickly changes to avoid it, and you’re left wondering where these creeps got their hands on police weapons.

Whatever Beast Boy transformed into, it’s too small for you to see, and it looks like his opponent lost sight of it as well. That doesn’t last, as a few seconds later, the man has a green chimp on his back, who manages to rip the gun away. As the man in blue tries to wrestle with the green simian, you find yourself brought back to your own situation as the car in your hands explodes into pieces in a blast that throws you onto the ground, flaming wreckage raining down around you, including on the unconscious person, who the other two don’t seem to pay much heed.

“Careful, you’ll overload it,” the conscious man warns his comrade.

“Who cares?” the woman asks. “I only need one more shot.”

“Drop it!” you suddenly hear Beast Boy shout as a green falcon swoops in and pecks at the woman’s hand, causing her to drop the gun.

The falcon is replaced by a lion standing between you and your foes.

You get back to your feet as Beast Boy lets out a roar and swipes the blaster out of the man’s hand.

“Back off!” he commands them.

It’s pretty weird hearing a human voice speaking in English from the mouth of a lion.

CONT.
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>>4184373
CONT.

The pair seem to decide it’s in their best interest to listen to him, and start backing off, only to leap back in surprise as a red beam of light strikes the changeling in the side, knocking him off his four feet and sending him into the dirt, tumbling over then sliding and going still.

“Well, this is an exciting day,” a voice comments from off to your left. “I get to bring in two superhumans, and one of them’s an ex Doom Patrol member.”

Looking over, you see the man Beast Boy was fighting strolling toward you.

“Took you long enough, Ravager!” the woman snaps.

“Shut up,” the man in blue snaps back. “I got ambushed by someone who knew how to use his powers and was stuck fighting one-on-one. There were three of you with specialized weapons against one kid and still needed me to save you.”

>A. Bring you in? So joining this hive isn’t your choice?

>B. Attack the man while he’s busy yapping. You’ll have to do a bit of running to get in close, but if you can reach him, he’s toast

>C. Challenge him a bit. Point out that they at least fought you from close up while he took out Beast Boy by shooting him from far away when he wasn’t looking. Ask him if he’s too much of a coward to put down that gun and fight you like a man

>D. Turn and run!

>E. Pick up Beast Boy and run as fast as you can

>F. Try to grab someone to use as a hostage
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>>4184375
>Ravager
Oh no, this one isn't just a random mook: HE HAS A NAME.
>E. Pick up Beast Boy and run as fast as you can
We're outnumbered and our backup just got blasted. I think we cut our losses for now.
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>>4184375
>E. Pick up Beast Boy and run as fast as you can
gotta go fast
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>>4184375
>E. Pick up Beast Boy and run as fast as you can
Now is the time to run.
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>>4184375
E and F: If we have to drop one during our escape, drop the unconscious hive
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>>4184395
>>4184385
>>4184403
>>4184409

I NEED D100S

ROLL FOR YOUR LIVES
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>>4184433
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Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>4184433
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Rolled 84 (1d100)

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>>4184448
The true hero has arrived.
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We get one more roll. I think the 84 will be fine, but you never know.
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Haha, I'm retarded and never rolled dice on here before...
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>>4184465
Put it in the options field next time.
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Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>4184473
OK, let's see if my dumbass did it.
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>>4184465
In the options field, type: “/dice 1d100”

Use that format for your dice rolls.
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>>4184477
Oh. OK.
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>>4184477
Amazing. Absolutely amazing.
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>>4184477
You're fucking me
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>>4184477
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>>4184486

Dude, that's awesome, and I am really sorry, but it was a best of three roll.
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>>4184448
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>>4184385
E. ROLL: 84

This is bad. This is really, truly, tremendously bad. And you need to get out of here, now. Moving quickly, you rush over to Beast Boy, scooping the unconscious green lion into your arms and dashing as fast as you can, barely evading a shot from this Ravager fellow, who quickly fires off more that you barely manage to duck and dodge.

“He’s getting away!” the conscious robed man calls. “Stop him, quickly!”

“Don’t give me orders!” Ravager shouts, but nevertheless continues firing.

You aren’t sure if he’s trying to slow you down or kill you, but before long he manages to land a shot in the small of your back. Maybe you’ve gained enough distance, or maybe he set it back down to stun, but you’re able to keep moving despite staggering and nearly falling.

Glancing over your shoulder, you see Ravager running after you, and are stunned by how fast he’s moving. You didn’t think a person was able to move that quickly.

Oh, crap. This is one of the superhumans they mentioned before, isn’t it?

If he can move that fast, and if more of his shots find their marks, you won’t be getting away.

In your arms, Beast Boy groans, starting to recover from that blast.

“Dude…what….”

Thankfully, he seems to get his bearings quickly, and you feel your weight shift as the lion leaves your arms. Looking back, you see a small bird zipping toward Ravager, intent on continuing the fight with the dangerous enemy.

>A. Keep running and hope Beast Boy can handle it

>B. Turn around and back Beast Boy up. With the two of you working together, and him not in a position to ambush you, you’ve got this

>C. Find something heavy and hurl it at Ravager
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>>4184506
Well, at least he's conscious. We got ourselves into this, we better get ourselves out of it.
>B. Turn around and back Beast Boy up. With the two of you working together, and him not in a position to ambush you, you’ve got this
Maybe grab something on the way over if it happens to be there. Remember, there are still two others coming behind, better be ready for that too.
BTW QM, is the blaster that Ravager is using the same as the others?
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>>4184516
You haven't had a chance to get a close look at it, but you assume so. If it is the same kind,he seems to be a hell of a lot better with it than they are, though.
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>>4184506
>B. Turn around and back Beast Boy up. With the two of you working together, and him not in a position to ambush you, you’ve got this
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>>4184519
Trying to base it off how the beam looked.
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>>4184506
>>B. Turn around and back Beast Boy up. With the two of you working together, and him not in a position to ambush you, you’ve got this
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>>4184506
You didn’t specify the number of rolls. You identified people by ID, so I just assumed it was based on that.

Sorry, bud >>4184477

>>4184506
B - Bring a car and swing it like a baseball bat at Ravager while avoiding BB.
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>>4184548
It's all good. I think it's pretty funny either way, to be honest. And besides, now we get more PLOT.
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>>4184506
>>B. Turn around and back Beast Boy up. With the two of you working together, and him not in a position to ambush you, you’ve got this
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>>4184548
Sorry, in the future please assume best of three.
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>>4184527
Oh beams looked the same.
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>>4184506
>B
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>>4184506
>>B
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>>4184516
>>4184520
>>4184546
>>4184548
>>4184555
>>4184577
>>4184601

B.

Okay, not necessarily what you were expecting, but considering how doggedly Ravager was pursuing you, and how good a shot he was proving to be, you think Beast Boy might have the right idea. Retreat might not be an option for you right now. It looks like you’ll have to fight. And, with you and Beast Boy fighting side by side, and this guy not attacking while nobody’s looking, you think you’ve got this.

Stopping your retreat, you turn and fight, rushing to back Beast Boy up.

The green bird dives at Ravager, who strangely enough doesn’t take a shot, but looks as if he’s about to reach out and try to grab the tiny shapeshifter right out of the air. You’re almost curious to see if this guy’s really good enough to pull that off, or if he’s just way too overconfident, but Beast Boy doesn’t give you a chance to sate that curiosity, as he suddenly morphs into a tiger and tackles Ravager to the ground, knocking the blaster out of his hand and pinning his arms.

Beast Boy roars in Ravager’s face, but rather than be intimidated, the man in blue pulls his legs in and kicks the tiger off of him, rolling back and starting for his blaster, only to see you right on top of him, pulling back for a punch. He quickly rises to his feet and gets into a fighting stance, surprising you as he parries your punch and throws a kick that sends you sliding back through the dirt.

“You’re tough, but you can’t beat me,” he declares.

“Well let’s see how tough you are!” Beast Boy challenges, rushing at Ravager in the form of a green bull.

Ravager stands his ground until Beast Boy gets nice and close, then jumps, landing on your ally’s head and using it as a springboard to leap high into the air.

>A. There’s your chance. Leap up and give him a nice, solid punch

>B. While he’s distracted, pick up his blaster and start firing

>C. Hang back for a bit and let Beast Boy fight

>D. This is way too much, run away and leave Beast Boy to deal with it
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>>4184603
A - Knock him out.
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>>4184603
>B. While he’s distracted, pick up his blaster and start firing
Free gun. Plus, jumping to punch someone will take most of the power out of the attack and I want to keep our one punch record going.
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>>4184603
>Leap and tackle him out of the air
I don't favor our chances with trying to aim a gun (have we even fired one before?). Throwing something on the ground at him is equally questionable. On the other hand, leaping towards him and grabbing/tackling him seems a more plausible plan of action, since I doubt he's actually stronger than us.
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>>4184618
Supporting this.
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>>4184618
Change to this.
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>>4184618
>Leap and tackle him out of the air

He won’t be able to dodge nearly as well in the air, and you’ve got an amazing vertical leap. Now’s your chance. As Ravager springs up from Beast Boy’s head, you leap up after him, managing to tackle the blue-suited battler from the side. The two of you hit the ground not long after, but you lose your grip as you hit the ground, and he rolls away from you, getting back up quickly and rushing your way, only for Beast Boy, still in bull form, to hit him from the side. Ravager goes sliding but throws his body weight so he can turn it into a roll, ending up in a crouch and quickly standing back up.

“You can’t beat me!” he declares, this time with a lot of anger in his voice.

“Pretty sure that’s what we’re doing,” Beast Boy declares, only to yelp as a blaster shot goes whizzing past his face.

Looking in the direction it was shot from, you see a single hooded figure rushing your way, firing off more shots.

“No, stay out of it!” Ravager roars toward them. “They’re mine!”

>A. Attack Ravager now, and don’t let up! Tell Beast Boy to deal with the shooter

>B. Tell Beast Boy to handle Ravager while you go take out that shooter

>C. Try playing on your enemy’s frustration. Tell him that it’s obvious his friends don’t think he can take you without help. Ask if he’s really as good as he claims to be.

>D. Tell Beast Boy to run, and run away as fast as you can
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>>4184651
>>C. Try playing on your enemy’s frustration. Tell him that it’s obvious his friends don’t think he can take you without help. Ask if he’s really as good as he claims to be.
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>>4184658
Agree
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>>4184651
>C. Try playing on your enemy’s frustration. Tell him that it’s obvious his friends don’t think he can take you without help. Ask if he’s really as good as he claims to be.
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>>4184651
>Try playing on your enemy’s frustration. Tell him that it’s obvious his friends don’t think he can take you without help. Ask if he’s really as good as he claims to be.
Also
>starting our superhero career off with assault with a deadly weapon and battery
That's what I'm talking about!
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>>4184651
>C. Try playing on your enemy’s frustration. Tell him that it’s obvious his friends don’t think he can take you without help. Ask if he’s really as good as he claims to be.
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>>4184658
C.

This guy seems to have some anger problems, or maybe just an animosity toward the people he was supposedly working with. Either way, this one coming to help him is clearly making him angry. Beyond his clear frustration toward the cloaked figures, he also obviously has an ego, as his frustrated insistence that you can’t beat him makes clear as day. If you can play on that, you might be able to anger him enough that he becomes careless and makes a mistake you can exploit.

“Your friends don’t think you can take us without help,” you tell him smugly. “Are you really as good as you say you are?”

The way his jaw clenches brings joy to your heart. It’s working.

“I’m the Ravager!” he snarls. “Nobody beats me, and I don’t need any help to beat you!”

He reaches into his boot, retrieving a knife and throwing it, but not at you or Beast Boy, but at his supposed ally. What follows is a feminine scream that allows you to identify which of the trio that was, and her blaster dropping to the ground. The knife Ravager threw is embedded in her shoulder.

“Stay out of my way!” he roars.

“You jackass!” she shouts back. “What is wrong with you?!”

“Good question,” Beast Boy comments, charging Ravager again. “Didn’t your momma ever teach you not to stab a lady?”

“If you get in my way again, I will kill you!” Ravager shouts at the woman even as he leaps out of Beast Boy’s way.

Beast Boy turns back toward Ravager, who stands at an intersecting point between the two of you.

“I don’t need any help.” The man growls.

“Is it just me, or is this guy a little nuts?” Beast Boy asks, shapeshifting back into his human form.

Maybe, but if he’s nuts, that’s allowed you to trick him into fighting the two of you alone.

>A. Keep at it. Tell Ravager he’s insane, his friends don’t trust him, and he’s too weak to take on you and Beast Boy

>B. Yeah, this is getting kind of nuts. Ask Ravager what this entire thing is about. You were talking to those three people in cloaks, and this turned into…this.

>C. His allies have abandoned the fight, he doesn’t have his blaster. Tell Beast Boy to back off while you handle this guy yourself

>D. Get in there with Beast Boy and beat this guy
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That will be my last update for tonight.

Once again, I do not have work tomorrow, so I'm planning to update more starting either in the afternoon or early evening.

In the meantime, vote on that latest update, and if you have any questions or feedback, please do not hesitate to post about it.

There was some discussion earlier about possible MC name and appearance, have you reached a consensus or do any of you good people have other ideas?

Thank you to everyone voting, rolling, or lurking, and I hope you're all having a good time.
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>>4184732
>Get in there with Beast Boy and beat this guy
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>>4184732
>>D. Get in there with Beast Boy and beat this guy
Yell to the lady "I'm sorry you got stabbed!". Just cause she's an enemy doesn't mean we can't be nice.
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>>4184732
>>D. Get in there with Beast Boy and beat this guy
Then maybe A if we're feeling like breaking some spirit.
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>>4184732
>D. Get in there with Beast Boy and beat this guy
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>>4184732
>D. Get in there with Beast Boy and beat this guy
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>>4184732
>>D. Get in there with Beast Boy and beat this guy
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>>4184766
That ain't it chief.
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>>4184770
+1
Insults while fighting? Kinda like Spiderman
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>>4184774
D.

He’s alone, disarmed (well, it looks like he has some huge sword scabbard strapped to his back, but a sword is probably better than a blaster to have to deal with), and seeing red. This is the chance for you and Beast to get in there and kick some butt. With a look to your ally, you race in to face the man in blue, who gets ready for both of you.

You take the first swing, but he ducks right under it and throws a punch of his own, catching you right in the gut and managing to knock the wind right out of you. It hurts, and it’s disorienting, but you’re more surprised than anything. Other people throwing punches at you don’t do much, and even those blasters just hurt like a bee sting when they were set to stun, yet this guy’s punch hurt about as much as a blaster set to be lethal. Granted, this didn’t throw you into the air, but your opponent sure does pack a punch.

And he doesn’t stop with one. While you’re disoriented, he makes a double-handed hammer-fist and slams it into the side of your head, knocking you to the ground and dazing you pretty badly. Fortunately, he doesn’t get a chance to follow up, as Beast Boy, in the form of a gorilla, backhands the creep away from you, landing a solid hit to his face and driving him back.

Beast Boy raises his hands over his head and tries to smash Ravager with a double-handed hammer-fist, but the blue fighter, leaps, flipping over the green gorilla and kicking him in the back of the head.

As he lands, you’re back on your feet, and manage to catch him off-guard, landing a solid punch with about as much force as what you’d used to knock your earlier opponents out cold. His head moves with the impact, and he staggers back a step, but he’s still standing and quickly answers with a kick to your face that sees you staggering back, your vision swimming.

“You call that a punch?” he mocks, only to be knocked to the ground as a green kangaroo lands a solid kick.

Your vision returns as you stand there, holding your nose and making sure it isn’t broken.

No, you’re okay.

This sucker’s tough, though. And he looks like he’s still got a lot of fight left in him.

CONT.
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>>4185306
CONT.

“You call that a kick?” he mocks Beast Boy as well. “I thought you two would be stronger than this. You talk a big game, but neither one of you can take me alone. Even together you’re nothing. I’m gonna take you both down. And once I take you back to the hive, I’m really gonna enjoy watching what their scientists do to you.”

“That’s not going to happen,” Beast Boy growls, sounding genuinely pissed for the first time.

Ravager chuckles. “Oh, right, I forgot about what happened with you. Must have struck a nerve, huh?”

>A. Ask what he’s talking about

>B. Beast Boy’s right, nobody’s taking either of you (go beat Ravager’s ass)

>C. Ask Beast Boy if he wants to handle this himself

>D. Tell Beast Boy to calm down

>E. Ask Ravager if that’s what he is, some lab rat for those weirdos
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>>4185307
>>B. Beast Boy’s right, nobody’s taking either of you (go beat Ravager’s ass)
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>>4185307
Write-in?
Ask Alghanam to swap with you for 3 minutes and he can not hurt anyone unless attacked first and NO killing
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>>4185322
Whoa whoa whoa whoa

You want to give that voice control over your body?
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>>4185307
>B. Beast Boy’s right, nobody’s taking either of you (go beat Ravager’s ass)
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>>4185307
>B. Beast Boy’s right, nobody’s taking either of you (go beat Ravager’s ass)
Alright, this guy might be tougher than expected. I think we need to punch with full force, I think he can take it.
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>>4185307
>>B. Beast Boy’s right, nobody’s taking either of you (go beat Ravager’s ass)
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B.

Beast Boy’s good and mad at Ravager’s threats and taunting, and you are right there with him. You are not going to be taken away by some creep and have some amoral scientists use you as a guinea pig. You’re gonna get in there and beat this bastard into the ground. And judging by his tone, Beast Boy’s going to be right with you to make that happen.

Rushing forward, you start throwing punches, but this Ravager guy dodges each one effortlessly, and hits back with strikes that, while not enough to stop you, are still more than enough to cause you pain. Still, he’s driven back under your assault, and suddenly stopped from doing much fighting back as a giant green snake wraps around him, pinning his arms to his sides.

“Hit him!” the snake shouts to you, and you certainly don’t have to be told twice.

Frustratingly, he’s able to dodge your hits, still, though you notice him slowing down more and more. And since he’s unable to throw many punches back, he tries for a kick, which does push you back, but doesn’t do much more than that. You’re right back on top of him, and finally manage to land a solid punch that throws him to the ground. You held back less with that one, and he sure as hell seemed to feel it that time, seeming to be in quite a daze as he lies there in the coils of the shape-shifted snake.

Finally having done some damage, you really want to do some more. You want to bash his face in for attacking Beast Boy and yourself, and threatening to bring you in to some creeps who were apparently going to do some terrible things to you.

“Knock him out!” Beast Boy shouts, offering a more sensible, less sadistic, yet still satisfying course of action as Ravager begins to struggle.

There’s a hiss, and you seem something come pouring from Ravager’s glove, like a screen fog almost.

“Gas!” Beast Boy shouts, coughing and uncoiling from the Ravager, who rolls away and gets back on his feet.

“You punks don’t have what it takes to…to….” Ravager starts, only to stagger over, leaning against a car-stack and holding his head. “What’s….”

“Man, nice punch,” Beast Boy comments as he slithers over to sit beside you, watching as Ravager seems almost like he’s about to throw up.

It certainly seems to have done something, though the timing of…this...seems a little odd. He was able to struggle pretty fiercely just a moment ago, and that after seemingly already having been knocked through a loop.

CONT.
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>>4185371
CONT.

“No….” he says, not seeming to be speaking to either you or Beast Boy. “I can….dammit!”

He suddenly dashes for his blaster, leaping out and making a rather un-graceful landing in the dirt right next to it. He picks it up and takes aim in your direction as you and Beast Boy start in on him. But rather than the sound of it firing, you hear another hiss, and watch as smoke pours from his glove, obscuring the Ravager from your sight.

Beast Boy, who had taken the form of a cheetah and began to charge, stops short as the smokescreen comes between him and his target.

>A. Rush forward and find Ravager. Attack!

>B. Run for cover in case he starts shooting

>C. Don’t attack, don’t retreat. Just prepare yourself for whatever comes next.
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>>4185373
>C. Don’t attack, don’t retreat. Just prepare yourself for whatever comes next.
Maybe look for something to throw at him. I'm not gonna say second phase boss fight: transformation edition but that could be what it is.
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>>4185373
>>A. Rush forward and find Ravager. Attack!
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>>4185373
>B. Run for cover in case he starts shooting
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>>4185373
>A.
Dont let him escape.
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>>4185373
>A. Rush forward and find Ravager. Attack!
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>>4185378
A.

You don’t plan on letting this creep get away or set up some sort of trick to catch you and Beast Boy off-guard again. You rush forward, right into the smoke, looking for any sign of your enemy, and as you come out the other side, you see him staggering away, in full retreat. Oddly, he’s not displaying the impressive speed he used to chase you down just a couple of minutes ago, and he looks as if he could fall over at any moment and pass out.

Did one punch where you didn’t hold back as much as normal do that to him?

No, that doesn’t seem right. One of the punches you used to knock full-grown men out hardly did anything. Sure, the second punch you threw was stronger, but this seems like a bit much in response to that.

Still, you do plan on punching him again, and this time you think you’ll knock him out just like Beast Boy suggested. You race toward your retreating enemy, who spins around and fires off a trio of shots, one striking you in the chest, one whizzing right past your ear, missing your head by centimeters, and the last missing you by a pretty wide space, leading you to think he was aiming at Beast Boy, or just firing wildly in case the other superhuman came through the smoke.

The shot to the chest hurts, and you almost fall backwards, but manage to keep your balance.

You’ve been slowed down, but you can keep going. That said, he’s firing back at you more rapidly now. You’re going to have to run right into blaster fire to get him.

>A. Chase him down

>B. Let him go before this gets even worse.

>C. Find something heavy and throw it at him, and just pray you don’t kill him by accident
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>>4185406
>A. Chase him down
Grab something nearby and use it to protect our face from the blasts while we do so.
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>>4185406
>>A. Chase him down
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>>4185406
>C. Find something heavy and throw it at him, and just pray you don’t kill him by accident
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>>4185411
A.

He won’t be getting away from you. You charge right into the hail of blaster fire, determined to evade or power through them until you reach your target, and take him down.

But that’s far easier said than done.

He may be on the retreat, he may be fighting at less than his best, but Ravager is still an amazing shot, and as you get closer, more and more of his shots find their marks. The pain grows worse and worse with each bolt that strikes your body, and the force behind them throws you back again and again and again.

But you stubbornly move on, until a blast hits you right between the eyes, and you’re sent backwards into the dirt as your vision goes dark.

You’re standing beneath the moon in what appears to be a vast desert, sand dunes stretching as far as the eye can see, and no sign of another living thing anywhere around you. The moon and stars seem to be your only company now, until you realize that two of the stars are not stars at all, but the great glowing eyes you’ve seen in your dreams before.

“You have fought….” Alghanam’s voice rumbles. “Yet you have failed.”

>A. Ask how much he was watching

>B. You weren’t fighting an ordinary human

>C. Are you dead?

>D. Don’t answer. Try to force yourself awake
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>>4185429
"God, you always find something to complain about. Have you ever considered positive reinforcement?"
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>>4185434
This.
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>>4185434
Cheeky
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>>4185429
Let’s try to avoid doing a “mindless bull” impression next time alright anons?
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>>4185434
Writein: "God, you always find something to complain about. Have you ever considered positive reinforcement?"

Great, it’s him again, and he’s already started with the criticism like some disappointed sibling or parent. Every time this thing speaks to you, he has to heap on every single complaint he has, an endless barrage of your perceived shortcomings. It’s really getting old, especially since he never seems to do anything himself but watch you and complain.

“God, you always find something to complain about,” you shout to the sky in answer. “Have you ever considered positive reinforcement?”

The massive eyes narrow. Surprise, surprise, that irritated him as well. Though, you’re pretty sure your mere existence irritates him, so you guess you shouldn’t really expect him to be happy with anything when it comes to you.

“You restrained yourself too much,” Alghanam lectures, seeming to just ignore your own question. “Your full power could have killed each and every one of them effortlessly, yet you spared those that attacked you, showing such restraint that they nearly killed *you*.”

And there it is again, that encouragement toward killing, just like that fight you had two years back. Granted, killing would have been slightly more understandable today than back then, but you were able to defeat three dangerous men while holding back. There was no reason any of them would have had to die.

“Hmm…still, it’s not entirely your fault,” Alghanam concedes. “You do not remember what you were, what you are capable of. And this body…it’s inferior, weaker. Otherwise, even with your foolishness, you would have emerged victorious.”

>A. Just how powerful are you?

>B. What is he talking about? You’re a human and you always have been.

>C. He’s right about one thing; you do need to fight smarter in the future.

>D. You’re not going to let him lecture you about not being a killer. You happen to think killing is generally a bad thing.

>E. Ask why he’s so interested in how you fight or what happens to you

>F. You’ve had enough of this. Just try to force yourself awake
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>>4185460
>C and >D
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>>4185460
>>D. You’re not going to let him lecture you about not being a killer. You happen to think killing is generally a bad thing.

"Just cause you can do something doesn't mean you should."

>>C. He’s right about one thing; you do need to fight smarter in the future.
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>>4185460
>>4185468
>>4185469
Support.
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>>4185460
>C. He’s right about one thing; you do need to fight smarter in the future.

>D. You’re not going to let him lecture you about not being a killer. You happen to think killing is generally a bad thing.
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>>4185469
>>4185468
>>4185482
>>4185474
>C and >D

“I’m not going to let you lecture me about not being a killer,” you tell him. “I happen to think that killing is generally a bad thing, and that just because I can do something doesn’t mean I should.”

“Pathetic tripe that humans preach because they fear being killed themselves,” Alghanam growls in return. “If an enemy is not more useful alive, they should be slain for daring to challenge you, so that they do not have the chance to do so again.”

So Alghanam’s entire philosophy seems to boil down to “survival of the fittest” and “might makes right”. You don’t agree with him there. Sure, you may have hesitated to throw yourself into danger, but you still believe in doing good and helping others. You may have used force against others today, but you still didn’t kill anybody, because you believe it’s wrong.

Still, he seems to think that he can sway you to his way of thinking, and you’re tired of hearing his speeches for right now, especially in why killing is a good idea. You think of how you were able to calm your family by assuring them that you dismissed his violent suggestions, and you don’t intend to just go back on that now.

“You are right about one thing,” you admit, throwing him a bone partially in an effort to change the subject. “I do need to fight smarter from now on.”

“Indeed,” Alghanam agrees, approval in his voice for once. “In this weak body you may come across foes you cannot simply overpower. But we are superior in more than just strength, our minds are greater than theirs….and my will is greater than any. How strong yours is remains to be soon.”

>A. “We? There’s no ‘we’ here.”

>B. Why does he keep talking about your body being weak? You’re human, and a pretty durable one.

>C. You’ve had enough of his advice. Nobody who advocates for casual murder and constantly talks about being superior to everyone else is worth you listening to

>D. Ask why he cares so much about what you do and what happens to you

>E. Try to force yourself awake
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>>4185522
>>A. “We? There’s no ‘we’ here.”
"Is it a royal We? Is there more of you? And what exactly are you?
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>>4185522
>B. Why does he keep talking about your body being weak? You’re human, and a pretty durable one.
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>>4185522
>D. Ask why he cares so much about what you do and what happens to you
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Rolled 1 (1d3)

>>4185525
>>4185535
>>4185540
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>>4185551
Darn, hope we can still learn something.
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>>4185525
>>A. “We? There’s no ‘we’ here.”
"Is it a royal We? Is there more of you? And what exactly are you?

“We?” you ask. “There’s no ‘we’ here.”

“Oh, but there is,” Alghanam assures you.

You believe him. Maybe the suspicions you and you parents had were correct, and this thing is possessing you, or invading your mind from afar, but you have little trouble believing that you’re not alone. You really hope that it’s not one of those things, or perhaps that his idea of “we” is a bit different than what you’re assuming.

“Is it a royal We?” you ask, hoping for something like that over the other possibilities. “Is there more than one of you? And what exactly are you?”

He’s silent for what feels like a long time. At first, you’re sure he’s doing it just to torment you, keep you in suspense for as long as possible then drop some kind of bombshell that’s sure to make you miserable. But when he speaks again you hear that same uncertainty that creeped into parts of yesterday’s conversation, and somehow that unsettles you in its own way.

“Those are…difficult questions to answer,” he grumbles. “There should be only one of me, yet there are two, yet also only one…it should not be possible for it to be so. What am I? Another question that should be so simple to answer yet is infuriatingly complicated. I am Alghanam! Yet not. I am…I am a human, yet not.”

His eyes on you become almost painful.

“I am you…and yet not.”

>A. What does that mean? Is he possessing you? Is he a clone?

>B. He’s not human? What else is he?

>C. What does he mean there are two yet one of him?

>D. Tell him he’s speaking nonsense and try to wake up
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>>4185566
>>A. What does that mean? Is he possessing you? Is he a clone?
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>>4185566
>A. What does that mean? Is he possessing you? Is he a clone?
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>>4185566
E. Wait.... We’re related? Well then, Brother, you need to lighten up.
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>>4185580
Brother?
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>>4185566
>C. What does he mean there are two yet one of him?
>Since it seems we are stuck together somehow, how about we come to a truce and agree to help each other so I don't die.
Since it's probably likely if we die (Body) Alghanam will either cease to exist, lose connection to host, or something else entirely?
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>[X] "You are me and I am you. There is no we only us. I am pretty sure that we are two sides of the same coin. Human and demon. Light and dark. Chaos and order. Defender and attacker. Any of this sound right?"
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>>4185602
I like this write-in, and I like the theory.
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>>4185602
I’ll change to this.
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>>4185602
Support.
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>>4185590
Changing to >>4185602
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>>4185570
A.

“What does that mean?” you ask of him, hoping that for once he will just give you a straight answer. “Are you possessing me? Are you a clone?”

With those specific, yes or no questions, you hope to narrow things down if nothing else. He may be genuinely confused and not really know himself the full situation, but he should at least be able to answer those specific queries of whether he’s a clone or possessing spirit. And you can check those off of the list. Well, the clone thing seems a little far-fetched, but frankly possession isn’t exactly scientific either. At this point, you’re willing to believe a wide range of things in regards to your situation, so long as you get an actual explanation.

“I am not what you would call a ‘clone’, nor am I a spirit who has forced its way into your vessel,” Alghanam assures you.

And like that, two possibilities are checked right off.

“This vessel is mine, it is yours, it is both, it is neither,” he rambles. “You and I are one…yet not. Do you understand? Two souls, yet only one.”

>A. You’d rather just be possessed

>B. That doesn’t make any sense

>C. Is that why he looks down on you, because his soul is older?

>D. If you’re the same person with the same soul, and you’re human, why does he keep talking like he’s not?

>E. He’s lying, and you’re tired of this conversation
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>>4185620
>>D. If you’re the same person with the same soul, and you’re human, why does he keep talking like he’s not?
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>>4185620
We’re soul mates? That sounds so romantic.
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>>4185620
>D. If you’re the same person with the same soul, and you’re human, why does he keep talking like he’s not?
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>>4185620
>>D. If you’re the same person with the same soul, and you’re human, why does he keep talking like he’s not?
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>>4185602
Sorry this wasn't used, I was finishing up my update as this one started getting support. In hindsight, I should have put it as an option in the one I just posted.
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>>4185621
>>4185634
>>4185643
D.

Rather than denying what you’re hearing, calling him a liar, or refusing to listen any further, you play along. Maybe he is telling the truth, and if that’s the case, you have a few questions that you would very much like to have answered. Well, more than a few really, but one comes to your head pretty quickly. Even if the two of you share a soul, you’re still not clear on who or what Alghanam is, because he keeps talking like he’s something else. And if there’s a reason for that, you would like to know what that reason is.

“If we’re the same person, with the same soul, and I’m a human, why do you keep talking like you’re not?” you question your supposed other half.

“Because I’m not!” Alghanam snaps a little too defensively. “And you’re not…not entirely. You are…but…damn him for making this so complicated. We were not always as we are, one soul made two and forced to inhabit a human vessel. We were a-“

“Dude, wake up!”

Your eyes open, and you find yourself looking up at the concerned face of Beast Boy. You feel something hard under you, and quickly identity it as metal. Sitting up, you find yourself beside Beast Boy atop one of the car stacks in the junkyard, with no sign of anybody else. None of those cloaked hive people, no Ravager, just you and the guy that helped you fight them off.

“Phew, I was worried there for a sec,” he tells you. “That Ravager guy must have shot you a dozen times.”

You definitely feel a little sore.


>A. Where is Ravager?

>B. Yell at Beast Boy for waking you. You were just about to find out what you are!

>C. Ask him if he’s okay. He took some hits too, after all
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>>4185704
>A. Where is Ravager?
>C. Ask him if he’s okay. He took some hits too, after all
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>>4185704
>>4185713
Support.
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>>4185704
>>C. Ask him if he’s okay. He took some hits too, after all
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>>4185704
>>4185713
Support
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>>4185713
>>4185728
A/C

“Where is Ravager?” you ask, suspecting the answer given that you see no sign of your enemy, and that both you and Beast Boy are in the same place you were before you were knocked out.

“He gave us the slip,” Beast Boy says with a sigh. “Him and those weirdos in the purple robes all bailed.”

That’s extremely disappointing. But, at least they weren’t able to drag you and Beast Boy away to be lab rats, so you should maybe count your blessings and be satisfied with how things turned out. After all, the battle did give you a slightly better idea of how durable you are, and even getting knocked out gave you some one-on-one time with Alghanam that yielded some answers, along with a lot more questions. Sure, you’re feeling sore, and taking a nap in a junkyard isn’t something you’d typically do, but you’ll be fine.

“Are you okay?” you ask the one who fought beside you. “You took some hits too.”

Beast Boy quickly falls into the air of bravado, striking a heroic pose and staring off into the distance in a pretty good impression of how Superman sometimes looks when you see him on the news.

“That guy couldn’t take down Beast Boy! I’ve got a tougher hide than a hippo, a stronger punch than a gorilla, claws and fangs that put bears and tigers to shame! I’m the best of all the animal kingdom wrapped into one!”

He’s also a dork and trying way too hard, but you do have to admit that shapeshifting into any animal he wants is really cool and really useful.

>A. Tell him to drop the “invincible” act and just be honest with you. He can trust you. You won’t judge.

>B. If he’s so awesome, how did Ravager get away?

>C. Ask him if the group name “Hive” rings any bells

>D. Ask him what happened when he showed up here

>E. Thank him for helping you
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>>4185770
>E. Thank him for helping you
then
>D. Ask him what happened when he showed up here
I'd say throw in C after D but let's not overload this.
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>>4185770
>>4185777
Support
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>>4185777
Support
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>>4185777
Yee.
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>>4185777
E/D

“Thank you for helping me,” you say, offering sincere gratitude to the other superhuman.

“No worries, dude,” he tells you, dropping the act a bit. “You saved my butt when that creep blindsided me, so thanks for that.”

“Speaking of that creep, what happened when you got here?” you ask.

“Well, I was coming flying in, ready to make my grand entrance, when I spotted that guy in blue aiming a gun at you,” he explains. “So, I swooped in to take him out, but man was he tougher than he looked. And faster, man he was a pain! I got the drop on him and thought I had him, but then he must have radioed those creeps you were talking to. So, they started fighting you, he started fighting back against me, and then I tried to save you from those weirdos in the purple pajamas, and, he shot me, then you grabbed me and ran, then we turned around and kicked some butt (nice job by the way), then he ran, you got knocked out, and here we are.”

Once he’s done his summation, he gives you a curious look. “So…you were holding back, right?”

>A. Yeah, you pulled your punches so you didn’t kill anybody by accident

>B. That, and you don’t have much experience fighting, especially not with people as fast or as strong as Ravager

>C. Why? Did you fight that badly?

>D. Like you told him before, you’re still learning to use your powers. You didn’t want to kill anybody by mistake, but you’re still not sure what you can do if you really cut loose.
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>>4185822
>B. That, and you don’t have much experience fighting, especially not with people as fast or as strong as Ravager
Based on how it was described, this is the most accurate answer.
I'd be fine with D as well if there's a tiebreaker.
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>>4185822
>>B. That, and you don’t have much experience fighting, especially not with people as fast or as strong as Ravager
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>>4185822
>>B. That, and you don’t have much experience fighting, especially not with people as fast or as strong as Ravager

"You can't exactly unkill somebody."
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>>4185822
>B. That, and you don’t have much experience fighting, especially not with people as fast or as strong as Ravager
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>>4185826
>>4185827
>>4185840
B.

“That, and I don’t have much experience fighting,” you answer. “Especially not with people as fast or as strong as Ravager.”

“Yeah, that guy’s gotta be pretty intense if you’re new at this,” Beast Boy says with some sympathy. “But that’s fine, you still kicked his butt! I mean, sure, you had great green help, but you still did pretty good out there!”

The vote of confidence is nice, but you find yourself thinking back to what Alghanam said to you, and your own concession that you need to learn to fight smarter. As far as the “other you” is concerned, you weren’t fighting even close to as well as you should have been. True, he wanted you to kill Ravager and the others, but can’t help but wonder if you’d have taken Ravager down if you’d held back just a little less, and you certainly agree that you need to be smarter than just running headlong into blaster fire in the future.

Well, if you do this in the future.

“You just need practice,” Beast Boy tries to assure you. “And what better way than as my sidekick?”

>A. Alright, you could give that a shot

>B. No, you won’t be his sidekick. But if he’s looking for a partner, you could do that

>C. You don’t think you’re cut out for this kind of thing
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>>4185866
>>B. No, you won’t be his sidekick. But if he’s looking for a partner, you could do that
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>>4185866
>A. Alright, you could give that a shot
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>>4185866
>B. No, you won’t be his sidekick. But if he’s looking for a partner, you could do that
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>>4185866
For now I'm going to mull this over and vote later if it's necessary, but wanted to ask everyone else whether or not we inform our family about doing this if we end up voting to jump into our hero career.
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>>4185881
I think we should, we already told them everything else. I also think we should just accept being a sidekick since beastbro has more experience than us.
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>>4185866
>"Alright, but the 'sidekick' bit is only temporary."
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>>4185872
>>4185873
>>4185879
>>4185902
Since this is kind of an important decision....

>A. Yes to becoming sidekick

>B. No, partners

>C. Yes to becoming sidekick, but with the stipulation that it's only temporary
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>>4185916
>No, partners
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>>4185916
>>C. Yes to becoming sidekick, but with the stipulation that it's only temporary
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>>4185916
>B. No, partners
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>>4185916
>>B. No, partners
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>>4185916
>>C. Yes to becoming sidekick, but with the stipulation that it's only temporary
Not because of ego, but because we're still unsure if we're really going to do this or not.
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>>4185916
>C. Yes to becoming sidekick, but with the stipulation that it's only temporary
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>>4185923
>>4185925
>>4185929
>>4185924
>>4185930
>>4185935
Anybody want to be the tiebreaker here, or should I consider >>4185926 it?
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Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>4185923
>>4185924
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>>4186002
>>4185929
>>4185925
>>4185923
>>4185929
>>4186002
Partners it is, congratulations.
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>>4186015
>>4186002
>>4185929
>>4185925
>>4185923
>>4185916
>>4185879
>>4185872
B.

“I won’t be your sidekick,” you tell him.

Beast Boy gets a crestfallen look, but that doesn’t last long. He buries his obvious disappointment and starts talking.

“Yeah, yeah I get it, today probably didn’t really sell this whole thing very well, scraping and getting knocked out in junkyards,” he rationalizes. “But I-“

You raise a hand, cutting him off. “But, if you’re looking for a partner, I could do that.”

After a moment, the green-skinned hero gives you a toothy grin and an enthusiastic nod. “Alright dude, that sounds great!”

He hops up, practically shaking in excitement. “Yeah! This is gonna be the coolest! You and me, the two big heroes of Jump City!”

That enthusiasm is pretty hard not to get infected by, and you can’t help the smile that comes to your face, even as your mind swims with quite a few questions and uncertainties, such as how you’re going to explain this to your parents, or what you’ll do if things go wrong, or even what Alghanam is going to think of this whole development. Somehow he doesn’t strike you as the type to feel a whole lot of respect and admiration for superheroes.

Beast Boy grabs your arms, excitedly getting in your face. “Man, we’ll come up with a superhero name for you, and make you a costume, and before you know it we’ll be the talk of the town! Bad guys of Jump City beware, watch out for Beast Boy and…uh….”

>A. Come up with a superhero name now (write-in with names to finish his sentence with)

>B. You’ll sleep on it and come up with something
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>>4186051
>>B. You’ll sleep on it and come up with something
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>>4186051
Capped Baldy: Demonic Eddition
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>>4186076
I laughed
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>>4186051
>>B. You’ll sleep on it and come up with something
We anons gotta deliberate. A few more trips to the junkyard to see the full extend of our powers would be good too. In terms of names, do we wanna lean into our upbringing as a good christian boy? Crusader? Cleric? Templar?
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>>4186084
Nah, keep that private with family and friends. Plus I don't want to get into the seedy underworld that is christian media.
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>>4186099
>Plus I don't want to get into the seedy underworld that is christian media.

Dare I ask what you mean by that?
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>>4186076
I can’t wait until we unlock Consecutive Normal Punches
>>4186084
None of that faggot ass Paladin shit. We’ll be known as Demon King (Insert our first name here)
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>>4186108
>Demon King

Why?
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>>4186108
I don't know if our parents would approve of that name.
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>>4186051
>>B. You’ll sleep on it and come up with something
I say no on the religious names. It's kind of tacky.
>>4186107
You ever see those late night Christian preachers?
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>>4186056
>>4186084
B.

“I’ll sleep on it and come up with something,” you promise.

“Alright dude, well, I don’t know about you, but I could go for some pizza,” Beast Boy declares, transforming into a sparrow and flying down to the ground below.

As soon as he hits the ground, he transforms back into a green-skinned human, turning and looking up with you.

“Want to come with?”

Your stomach growls. Of course with all you’ve done you’ve worked up an appetite. You feel like you could eat and entire cow right about now, but some pizza would probably be just as satisfying. Or, whatever mom’s cooking for dinner is sure to be delicious.

>A. Sure

>B. Thanks, but you want to get home. It’s been a crazy day, and you need to do a lot of thinking about your name and costume

>C. Invite Beast Boy to your apartment for dinner
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>>4186138
Oh, those slimy televangelists who trick people out of their money and spend it on themselves?
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>>4186143
>>A. Sure
Do we have cash? Not gonna say pay for it but splitting would be a cool gesture (since we're partners).
>>4186149
Yeah, among other things (like the totally not manipulative children's programing they used to run on public stations).
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>>4186076
>>4186099
>>4186108
>>4186084
>>4186108
Keep deliberating, anons! Choose your identity and costume!
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>>4186113
DB reference.
>>4186128
This is a Teen Titans Quest bro. Soon we’ll be paying our own bills, cooking our own food, and doing our own laundry in a T shaped tower.
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>>4186153
Yeah, those kinds of people poison the perception of Christians as a whole.
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>>4186143
>>A. Sure
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>>4186143
>A. Sure
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Oh, since it seems the vote is decided, we should add a call to home to let them know we're eating out with a friend.
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>>4186143
>A. Sure

>>4186156
Have we even named the MC yet?
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