You are Ben Parker, super-powered criminal and thief extraordinaire. After being bitten by a radioactive spider, you underwent a miraculous change, and adopted the identity of "The Huntsman"! But it's not all bad! Your clone brother, Abel Parker, works to protect the city, and potentially help clean up some of your messes. He goes by the name of "Spider-Man"!Archive:https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Max%20Spider%20QuestLast time: The Desperados raided Area 52, stole a synthezoid body from an A.I.M. facility, and incited a conflict between the other members of "The Family"! And everything had been going smoothly until Araña and Benga took it upon themselves to become the scapegoats in Gloria's grand scheme. And to make matters worse, the most dubious member of the crime syndicate, Mr. Degli, threatened Ana to bring him the heads of the two girls. So, in response, you had Ana call up her good friend Elsa Bloodstone! With her help(but mostly Flint's), the Desperados tore his prized casino right out of the ground and uncovered a massive pit in the middle of the city. One filled with an army of angry, murderous demons! How will the Desperados deal with this new development!?Find out more in the latest issue of…MAXIMUM SPIDER QUEST!Rules:Most dice rolls will be 1d100. Modifiers will be added depending on the situation or on the alien being used(Usually +10 or -10). Crit successes and crit fails apply. Crit fails can be overridden by crit successes, but crit failures cannot override crit successes.How to Roll:To roll dice, type “dice+1d100” in the options field without the quotations. To roll dice with positive modifiers, type “dice+1d100+modifier number” in the options field without quotations, and with an actual modifier number. To roll dice with negative modifiers, type “dice+1d100+-modifier number” in the options field without quotations, and with an actual modifier number.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsipGood luck and have fun!
Ever since you arrived here in Vegas, you’ve been present for a number of strange and incredible occurrences. A criminal circus troupe with a hypnotic and megalomaniacal Ringleader. A surprise Dazzler concert, out of the blue. A gang of aliens-in-disguise that ran a sci-fi themed casino. A demon with an impressive, if not ostentatious, casino that peddles in people’s souls as collateral for their considerable debts. A robotic replica of a Hawaiian Lava god, who just so happens to be a gangster, a hotel owner, and your current employer. The latter of which was currently lecturing you on why it was wrong to go behind her back, obliterate her competitor’s place of business, and fight an army of demons in a pit that had opened up in the middle of the city.And it might’ve been a bit more believable, if it hadn’t been for the series of conflicting emotions playing across Gloria’s features. She was the robot Goddess/hotel owner/employer you’d mentioned earlier. She went by Gloria Munoz in public, but she sometimes answered to “Pele” when she wanted to throw her weight around. She did not like being called by her serial number, however. When that happened, her usually straight hair would coil and undulate like a tangle of snakes, making it appear as if she were floating in water. But that was only when she got really angry.That wasn’t happening now, so you weren’t too worried about being boiled alive. Gloria was so caught up in her own monologue that she hadn’t seemed to have properly acknowledged Elsa’s presence in the room. The monster hunter wasn’t in a hurry to make herself known, and was instead content to sit back and watch as the woman paced back and forth in her office.Gloria was clearly very pleased by Degli’s misfortune, and was simultaneously excited and worried about how he would respond. And then there was the pit of demons to worry about. If those things got out, then you’d have a real problem on your hands.You suspected that Ana and Elsa would be the ones hunting them, but you wondered whether Degli would just sit back and let them do that. Whatever you did, you knew that you’d need to be better prepared than you were when you first dove into that pit. Whether it was better weapons, better gear, a better plan, or all of the above, you didn’t want to have to gamble with your life, or the lives of your teammates a second time.But before you did any of that, you would have to wait for Gloria to finish her rant.“Degli’s going to be on a warpath, you know. He won’t just take this sitting down. Sure, he’s in an incredibly vulnerable position right now, but I worry that he might redouble his efforts to find and punish whoever was responsible for this.”(Cont.)
She didn’t sound like she’d be winding down anytime soon, though. Cat was trying very hard to stifle a yawn, and the Prowler was just standing with his back to a corner in the back of the room. He and Ana were probably the only ones paying full attention to Gloria’s words.Meanwhile, Flint was secretly playing a game on his phone by hiding it in the palm of his hand.What will you do/say?>”We’re 99% sure he’s a demon. He’s been offering up contracts to people in exchange for their souls.”>”You don’t understand. We had to knock that casino down. It held the souls of all the people that were indebted to Degli. He wasn’t just a crook. He was a straight up supervillain!”>”I think we’re past the point of following the core tenets of The Family. Degli’s been lying to all of you, and he’s got an army of demons in his basement. That should give you enough of a reason to take away his seat at the table, at the very least.”>”Pardon the interruption, boss. But we’ve got a serious monster problem in the city, and our chief monster hunter is waiting patiently for you to finish. I’m sure she’s got some suggestions for how to deal with it, right?”>”Let’s worry about that later. First, we need to make sure that those monsters can’t flood into the city or escape through the underground tunnels. How many cops do you have on your payroll?”>Stay quiet and let Anastasia address the issues at hand.>Ignore her and stealthily send a text to the Morlocks. You’re probably going to need their help to deal with this.>Ask for Gloria’s help in experimenting with the stolen alien artifacts you procured.>See if you can’t use this chaos to leverage some of Gloria’s extensive resources. (Write-in.)>Write-in.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip
>>5698035>”Pardon the interruption, boss. But we’ve got a serious monster problem in the city, and our chief monster hunter is waiting patiently for you to finish. I’m sure she’s got some suggestions for how to deal with it, right?”>”We’re 99% sure he’s a demon. He’s been offering up contracts to people in exchange for their souls.”
>>5698035>>”Pardon the interruption, boss. But we’ve got a serious monster problem in the city, and our chief monster hunter is waiting patiently for you to finish. I’m sure she’s got some suggestions for how to deal with it, right?”>>Ask for Gloria’s help in experimenting with the stolen alien artifacts you procured.
>>5698035>>Stay quiet and let Anastasia address the issues at hand.
>>5698035>”We’re 99% sure he’s a demon. He’s been offering up contracts to people in exchange for their souls.”>Ask for Gloria’s help in experimenting with the stolen alien artifacts you procured.I kinda wanna ask Vic to look at the silver gauntlets with the whole Quantum Entanglement angle.>Send a text to the Morlocks. You’re probably going to need their help to deal with this.We can switch Prowler and Cat out for the fight and put them in charge of our exit plan. They weren't really feeling the whole 'jump straight into Hell' thing for some reason.>Write-in>Ask Elsa about demon slaying weapons, either to borrow one, or enhance our gear/artifacts for the job.Prepare for the Hunt.
>>5698080>>5698115>>5698123>>5698382>”Pardon the interruption, boss. But we’ve got a serious monster problem in the city, and our chief monster hunter is waiting patiently for you to finish. I’m sure she’s got some suggestions for how to deal with it, right?”>”We’re 99% sure he’s a demon. He’s been offering up contracts to people in exchange for their souls.”>Ask for Gloria’s help in experimenting with the stolen alien artifacts you procured.Taking these. Writing...
You loudly cleared your throat, stopping Gloria dead in her tracks.“Pardon the interruption, boss. But we’ve got a serious monster problem in the city, and our chief monster hunter is waiting patiently for you to finish. I’m sure she’s got some suggestions for how to deal with it, right?”Gloria paused, and then folded her arms impatiently. Elsa flashed a confident smile and nodded.“That’s right. There are a few ways that we can go about this. We can set up a large-scale banishment spell, which should greatly decrease the amount of bloodshed it’d take to slay them all by hand. On the downside, though, we’d need a crazy amount of resources, and a considerable amount of time to even set up a ritual big enough to send them all back down to hell.”“And we don’t have that time.”Elsa nodded once more at Gloria.“Exactly. Not unless we could ensure that they couldn’t get out. And that brings me to my next suggestion. We use Sandy here to clog up the hole.”She jabbed a thumb at Flint, who was now being forced to pay attention to what was going on around him.“Me?”“Yeah, you. We don’t need you to fill up the pit entirely—but that’s certainly an option if you’re up for it—we just need the entrance covered and the walls sanded down so that they can’t climb up or fly out.”Flint inhaled a sharp intake of breath that he didn’t need.“That’d take a LOT of sand! I’d pretty much have to swallow up the whole desert.”“It won’t do us any favors in the PR department, either. Robbing a bank is one thing, but stealing an entire desert?”Despite her words, Cat looked mildly amused, and even a bit excited by the prospect of committing such a hysterically record-breaking heinous crime. You’d be lying if you said that you weren’t looking forward to it, at least a little bit.Ana groaned unhappily from where she stood.“But that still doesn’t eliminate the possibility of the creatures tunneling their way out. Do we know if the underground tunnel network extends out as far and deep as to provide them with a means of escape?”Gloria bit her lip and glanced at her thoughtfully.“I don’t know off the top of my head, but I can find out.”Elsa clapped her hands together and stood.“Lovely. And while you do that, we’ll prepare for the extreme likelihood of our third method.”No one had to ask what that was. The plans were currently: Banish them, trap them, or kill them. It was all fairly straightforward.Gloria made a thoughtful noise.“And Degli? We still need to deal with him.”“We’re 99% sure that he’s a demon. He’s been offering up contracts to people in exchange for their souls.”Gloria frowned and she looked to everyone else for confirmation, as if she’d been expecting this to be some huge joke. No one laughed.(Cont.)
“We suspected that he wasn’t just some normal human, but this—this changes everything.”The synthezoid woman practically radiated fury and quite literally radiated sweltering heat, her dark hair writhing behind and around her.“You wish for us to hunt for him as well?”There was a wild look in Ana’s eyes now. She looked all too eager for Gloria to give her the go-ahead.An evil grin spread across the hotel owner’s face.“Oh, we’ll do more than that. I want to string him up by his balls and nail them to the fucking wall.”It dawned upon you then that nearly every woman in this room would take great pleasure in hunting Mr. Degli like a wild animal.“Take whatever you need and do whatever you have to do, Desperados. Just get it done. You have my full support in this matter.”Well now, it’d be rude to waste an opportunity as big as this.“Then I’m gonna need some help trying to figure out the alien artifacts that we stole from Rollo’s place.”Prowler added a request as well.“And some new gear.”Gloria nodded, her hair falling back into its normal shape.“Done and done. Anything else?”Elsa grinned at her.“We’ll write up a list.”—------Which device will you experiment with? (Feel free to state the method through which you intend to experiment with them, or if you have a specialist you would like to consult.)>Pocket Dimension Storage Vial>Deactivated Darkhawk Android>Skrull Handcuffs>Nega BandsAlso, which plan would you like to consider from Elsa?>Trap the demons underground by burying them under several hundred tons of sand.>Help Elsa prepare for her hunt. You and Ana would most likely be the only ones able to keep up with her. Maybe she’ll let you borrow a few things from her personal collection.>Aid Gloria in procuring the vast amount of ingredients necessary for banishing those demons. She can probably get you whatever you needed, so long as it was within reason.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip
>>5698874>Pocket Dimension Storage Vial>Help Elsa prepare for her hunt. You and Ana would most likely be the only ones able to keep up with her. Maybe she’ll let you borrow a few things from her personal collection.
>>5698874>Nega Bands>Aid Gloria in procuring the vast amount of ingredients necessary for banishing those demons. She can probably get you whatever you needed, so long as it was within reason.
>>5698874>Nega Bands>Help Elsa prepare for her hunt. You and Ana would most likely be the only ones able to keep up with her. Maybe she’ll let you borrow a few things from her personal collection.
>>5698883>>5699006>>5699105>>5699489>Nega Bands>Help Elsa prepare for her hunt. You and Ana would most likely be the only ones able to keep up with her. Maybe she’ll let you borrow a few things from her personal collection.Taking these. Writing...
Ultimately, you decided that Elsa’s tried and true method of slaying demons the old-fashioned way was probably her best suggestion. That way, no one would have to worry about an army of demons living beneath Vegas. Something told you that that would greatly affect tourist traffic in this area.Predictably, Cat and Prowler decided to take a backseat for the planning phase. They offered to help if the hunt required some measure of subtlety or subterfuge, but you had a feeling that this next part was going to be relatively straightforward. Flint didn’t really need to be present for much of the planning, either. When you were a virtually invincible pile of sentient sand, you didn’t have to worry about much. All he’d have to do was hit whatever you pointed out to him. If only you could be so lucky.Like the Prowler, you intended to upgrade your gear, so you wouldn’t be left feeling so vulnerable against creatures that could and would tear you limb from limb if given the chance. But you weren’t thinking as small as making a few web bombs. No, you needed something truly impactful if you were going to make a difference in the coming battle.And that meant experimenting with the tech that you stole from Rollo. Specifically, the silver Nega Bands that Hobie told you about. The simple-looking trinkets were apparently the most valuable objects that you managed to steal from the underground storage unit.The question was, how did you intend to go about examining them?>By putting them on, of course. They probably wouldn’t teleport you halfway across the universe. Probably.>Maybe you could give your sister a call and tell her to put Va Nee Gast on the phone. She was an old alien. Maybe she knew a thing or two about Kree technology.>Gloria did say that she knew a scientist who specialized in “Magi-tech”. Maybe she could loop you guys into a video call or something.>Write-in.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip
>>5699521>Maybe you could give your sister a call and tell her to put Va Nee Gast on the phone. She was an old alien. Maybe she knew a thing or two about Kree technology.
>>5699521>>Maybe you could give your sister a call and tell her to put Va Nee Gast on the phone. She was an old alien. Maybe she knew a thing or two about Kree technology.that could work
>>5699521>>Maybe you could give your sister a call and tell her to put Va Nee Gast on the phone. She was an old alien. Maybe she knew a thing or two about Kree technology.
>>5699606>>5699662>>5699714>Maybe you could give your sister a call and tell her to put Va Nee Gast on the phone. She was an old alien. Maybe she knew a thing or two about Kree technology.Taking these. Writing...
At first, you thought about calling a specialist, but then you remembered that you had the next best thing on speed dial. And seeing as how this was an emergency, it somehow felt fitting for you to have this particular person set as your emergency contact. Like, what could be more urgent than an army of demons hiding below the surface of a city?Nodding to yourself, you committed the plan to action by calling your alien step-sis.“Hey, Ben. What’s up? Enjoying your trip?”“Hey, Vic. For the most part, yeah. I’m meeting a lot of interesting people over here. I went to a spa, saw Cirque du Soleil, and even got to see a Dazzler concert in person!”Victoria inhaled sharply as soon as you mentioned Dazzler, gasping in surprise.“Shut up! No you didn’t!”“Yeah, I did! I even managed to get a picture of her.”Victoria groaned with jealousy.“Agh! You’re so lucky! I’ve always wanted to go to a Dazzler concert in person, but her tickets sell out so fast. How was it?”“Well-”“No, don’t tell me! I bet it was amazing! If I knew, I would’ve come with you!”“Sorry. I didn’t find out until the last minute. I’ll bring you with me during her next tour. Until then, I hope you’ll accept this peace offering.”You sent her the picture you and Ana took with Dazzler. Your sister let out a loud squeal that forced you to pull the speaker away from your ear.“OH MY GOD, IT’S REALLY HER! I’m so jealous! Wait…who’s this girl next to you?”“I’ll tell you later. I need to talk to ‘Van’ real quick. It’s kind of an emergency.”“Oh? Is everything alright?”The concern in your sister’s voice was clear, so you tried your very best to downplay the severity of the situation.“Yeah, I’m fine. I just stumbled upon some alien tech, and I wanted her opinion on something.”“Oh…okay, I’ll go get her. Don’t hang up before I come back, though.”“I’ll be here.”“Alright. Give me a minute.”There was silence on the other end of the line for a minute or two. And when Victoria spoke again, it was in a tone that you were unfamiliar with.“Hello.”“Heya, Van. How goes it?”“That is not my name?”She wasn’t so much irritated as she was confused.“Well, it’s easier than saying your full name, so I’m thinking of using it from now on.”You thought you heard a small sigh from the other end of the line.“If you must. I assume that this was not the true purpose of your call.”“Right you are, Van. You see, I happened to stumble upon a pair of Nega Bands on one of my most recent adventures, and I wanted to ask you a few questions about them.”After a brief pause, Victoria responded, a bit of awe creeping into her usually clipped, dry tone.“Truly? How did one find its way to Earth?”(Cont.)
“A bunch of aliens brought it here. I just, uh…confiscated it.”“I see. That is quite the valuable find. What do you intend to do with them?”“Well, I’d like to put them on, but I’m told that there’s a chance of them teleporting me halfway across the universe if I’m not careful.”“Ah. You speak of Quantum Swapping.”“So you’re familiar with the concept.”“Yes. I’ve encountered a few people who used the technology to further the goals of the Supreme Intelligence. But if my memory serves correctly, Quantum Swapping must be initiated by both parties. It cannot occur if one of the linked users does not consent to it. That is, unless the Bands are severely damaged and in need of repair.”“How can you tell if they’re damaged?”“Do you have them with you now?”“Yeah. Do you mind if I pull you into a video call?”“I will require assistance if I am to take part in such a thing.”Despite being a member of a super advanced alien race, helping Van navigate your sister’s smartphone felt a little like providing tech support to your grandma. She did eventually get it, though, and her blue face filled the screen as she accepted the video call. Only, she was too close to the screen, and you could practically see her pores.“Back up a bit, Papa Smurf. Check it out.”You flipped your camera around to show her the Nega Bands lying on the table. She hummed thoughtfully, tilted her head to the side and leaned in to squint. Her fingers were sliding across the screen, to no avail.“Enhance.”When nothing happened, she frowned a bit.“Computer, enhance.”Siri answered before you did.“Sorry, I didn’t catch that.”“I-I can just move it around for you.”“Your technology is terrifyingly primitive at times.”“Hey! This phone isn’t more than 3 years old. I just haven’t had time to get a new one.”You moved the phone and the gauntlets around a bit, making sure that Van could see them from every angle before making her judgment.“I do not see anything obviously wrong with them. Putting them on should be safe.”“Should be?”“I am not there to inspect them in person. Unless you would like me to travel there to meet you, this is all I can provide. Trying to explain the technology behind such complex devices would take far too long.”Hm. Knowing her, she probably could just teleport here in the blink of an eye. It would give you peace of mind, but you weren’t sure how safe it would be. There was still a demon army hiding in the city, and you didn’t want your sister teleporting within the range of dangerous criminals who would like nothing more than to get some dirt on you and leverage your weaknesses. There was also the matter of her laying low in your sister’s house.(Cont.)
Although, it probably wouldn’t be too much of an issue if she was in and out. It’s not like she’d be teleporting into a public area.What will you do?>Put them on. You trust her judgment.>See if you can’t get her to come and check them out in person real quick.>Put them away for now. You want to show her something else. (Pocket Dimension Storage Vial/ Deactivated Darkhawk Android)>Write-in.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip
>>5699884>>Put them on. You trust her judgment.
>>5699884>Put them away for now. You want to show her something else. (Pocket Dimension Storage Vial)Seems something she would know
>>5699884>See if you can’t get her to come and check them out in person real quick.As long as she is in and out. I think she is more powerful than the 'dangerous criminals' anyway.>You want to show her something else. (Pocket Dimension Storage Vial)
>>5699884>>Put them away for now. You want to show her something else. (Deactivated Darkhawk Android)
>>5699884>>Put them away for now. You want to show her something else. (Pocket Dimension Storage Vial)
>>5699887>>5699958>>5699963>>5700232>Put them away for now. You want to show her something else. (Pocket Dimension Storage Vial)Taking these. Writing...
As tempting as it was to try the Nega Bands on now, you wanted to have your alien friend examine something else while you had her here. Just in case something really did go wrong.“Setting that aside for now, what do you think about this?”You moved the camera slightly to include the weird flashlight thingy in the frame. Now, Va Nee Gast didn’t have visible pupils. Her blue skin and white hair made her alien heritage obvious to anyone that looked at her, despite her otherwise human facial features. But there was no mistaking the look on her face when her eyes suddenly shot open.“Is that…where did you get that?”You shrugged, but then you realized that she couldn’t see you so you flipped the camera around.“Same place. An underground bunker run by alien gangsters. Why? Is it important?”“There was one just like it in the Collector’s possession. I wonder…”Several seconds after Van went quiet, her background suddenly changed. She went from being indoors to outside in an instant.“Uh…Van? Where did you-”Another jump. And then another. They were coming more rapidly and frequently now, until-“May I see it?”“GAH!”You jumped, nearly dropping your phone in surprise when you saw her standing directly in front of you, her phone still in hand. There was an echoing reverb that resulted in a feedback loop, due to your close proximity to her.“How did you know where to find me?”“Quantum Entanglement. We share a connection that transcends time and space. It is a very similar concept to that of the Nega Bands you have in your possession.”“Oh. Well, that’s cool, I guess.”Van impatiently gestured for you to give her the device once more.“Yes, it is very ‘cool’. Now, the device…”You slowly handed it over and she gratefully took it. Van ran her fingers along the cylindrical body of the device as well as the curving, segmented claws placed around the head. Eventually, she reached around to the back, where one would normally load batteries into a flashlight. With a twist and a pull, a new compartment came apart, displaying a series of curved, trapezoid shaped slabs of metal.She marveled at the strange things, a satisfied grin warming her usually cold features.“Fascinating…”“What is it?”“This is a Pocket Dimension Storage Vial. They are incredibly rare, even for some of the wealthiest of empires.”She never took her eyes away from the thing as she spoke. Instead, she reached out and offered a metal trapezoid to you. You carefully accepted it from her.“Yeah. I’m surprised you know what it is.”“I have lived a long time, Ben. Place that device on the back of your wrist.”(Cont.)
You did as she asked, and the black lump of metal clung to your hand as soon as it made contact. An exoskeleton of thin, flexible material crawled up the affected limb, tracing the bones in your fingers even as you moved them.“What’s this for?”“It allows us to leave the pocket dimension after entering it.”“Wait. You want to go in there!?”Vsn didn’t seem to think much of your panicked reaction. She was busy calibrating the wrist-mounted device for something or another.“I very much would, yes. Be sure to take the Nega Bands with you. It would not do to leave them unattended.”Once she was done with whatever it was that she was doing, she picked up the portal generator and carefully affixed it to a surface where it wouldn’t move while you were gone.“It is fortunate that the device’s previous owner programmed a number of preset environments for us to explore.”“Explore? Why are we going inside in the first place?”She turned and gave you a look that made it seem like you’d just asked a dumb question. You almost forgot that she used to be an explorer before she started running from her father.“Why wouldn’t we? Do you not know of this device’s intended functionality?”You shook your head. Van paused to consider this, before nodding her understanding.“You see, the Collector once used this as a prison to hold some of his more dangerous and unpredictable prizes. But after it was stolen by a ‘Lady Marguerite Hellbender’, many of the creatures inside escaped and the storage vial was lost. The pocket dimension contains its own sustainable atmosphere, with varying climates that can be adjusted via precise programming. If the user is skilled enough, they can even generate entirely new areas within the Pocket Dimension. Inside, you will be capable of freely interacting with anything that was previously transported there.”“So…the cars that I accidentally sucked in there when I first activated it…”Van nodded.“They will most likely be there, but I am unsure as to which environment they will end up in.”What do you think about all of this?>This is huge! The Desperados just got a new base of operations in the form of a pocket dimension!>You’re wondering if the Morlocks would be up for moving here. It’d definitely be better than living down in the sewers.>This thing is going to make it so easy to rob places and kidnap people!>You might be able to stage a prison break with this thing. You could use a few potential candidates for Silvermane’s team.>You’re thinking that you want to dive into a pocket dimension and start exploring!>It’d probably be a good idea to refrain from jumping straight in there without backup. There could still be some dangerous wildlife roaming around.>Write-in.
>>5700494>This is huge! The Desperados just got a new base of operations in the form of a pocket dimension!>You’re wondering if the Morlocks would be up for moving here. It’d definitely be better than living down in the sewers.
>>5700494>You’re thinking that you want to dive into a pocket dimension and start exploring!Now we have a place to put our Big Wheel and Jump Ship (when we get it back) and dangerous enemies while they wait for SHIELD pick up. Could have used it to keep that cannibal guy on ice.
>>5700494>>This is huge! The Desperados just got a new base of operations in the form of a pocket dimension!>You might be able to stage a prison break with this thing. You could use a few potential candidates for Silvermane’s team.>You’re thinking that you want to dive into a pocket dimension and start exploring!
>>5700494>This thing is going to make it so easy to rob places and kidnap people!>You're thinking that this thing could be used to appease that Collector guy when he shows up so he won't host the Hunger Games on Earth.>You should probably at least leave a note to your team that you're exploring the pocket dimension before you hop in.>Ask Van that if you ever get accidentally sucked to the other side of the universe through the Nega Bands if she'd notice and could somehow come pick you up.I'm not sure if the Morlocks are up to live in a pocket dimension that's literally been used as a prison and where their entire situation hinges on the person carrying it around.
>>5700494>>You’re thinking that you want to dive into a pocket dimension and start exploring!
>>5700495>>5700511>>5700552>>5700556>>5700632>You’re thinking that you want to dive into a pocket dimension and start exploring!>This is huge! The Desperados just got a new base of operations in the form of a pocket dimension!Taking these. Writing...>>5700556>You're thinking that this thing could be used to appease that Collector guy when he shows up so he won't host the Hunger Games on Earth.Different guy. This guy doesn't have much sway over her father's decisions.
>>5701357>Different guy. This guy doesn't have much sway over her father's decisions.what do you mean "guy"?I meant "he had a Pocket Dimension Storage Vial(TM) before, he might want another one", or did he get it back with the collection inside plundered?
>>5701373Ah, I thought you were confusing the Collector with the Grandmaster. You don't know the whole story, but Van's suggesting that this might have been the very same one that was stolen from the Collector. This is custom tech that not many people in the galaxy have access to. She isn't sure if he ever managed to get another one.
When she put it that way, exploring a customizable pocket dimension actually sounded pretty fun! And if it was safe enough. Maybe, just maybe…you might get a new base of operations of out it!“You know what? That actually does sound pretty fun. Let’s do it!”Van smiled. It was a rare expression for her to wear.“I see that I’ve found a kindred spirit in you. It will be nice to get out and stretch my legs.”She pressed a button on her controller and the projector spun up like it had when you’d first activated it. In an instant, the two of you were bathed in crimson light, and you were sucked into the pocket dimension with the force of an ant being abducted by a vacuum! You tried to scream, but the noise was lost in the high pitched warbling that seemed to surround you from all sides. Before you were enveloped completely, though, you had just enough time to snag the Nega Bands on the table with a webline.For a moment, time and space stretched around you in a swirling tunnel of bright, colorful bands that appeared to flow outwards and inwards alternatively, and you were worried that you might be stuck in transit like this for the rest of your life. Then, you landed in a field of purple flowers, and the brief period of melodrama subsided.Slowly, you pushed yourself up and took a look around. The field of flowers expanded outwards as a flat plain in front of you, and behind you, there was a downward slope that led down to a beach with pink sands and seemingly normal looking water. The sky was rich with color as well. Patches of purple light shone through orange clouds, giving the extradimensional space an otherworldly atmosphere. You were just lucky that you could breathe in here.Va Nee Gast was standing beside you, glancing around at her surroundings with an appreciative smile. She closed her eyes and breathed in deep, taking a few steps forward as she did.“This is incredible…! How big do you think this place is?”“It’s hard to say. We would have to comb through the code used to create this simulated region.”Van rose into the air slowly, turning around and around with her arms spread out. She really did look at peace out here. Maybe even a little happy. Now that you thought about it, she’d basically chosen to imprison herself in her own mind for an entire year. And while time might be relative for a creature as old as her, a year in prison was still a year in prison.A flock of oddly shaped birds flew overhead, but she paid them no mind. You absently wondered if they were virtual or organic. Maybe some of the creatures that were stored here weren’t all gone.Out of the corner of your eye, you spotted something reflecting the sunlight in the distance. Were those…They were! The cars that got sucked in here by accident. They still looked to be in working condition.(Cont.)
What will you do?>”Wanna go for a drive?”(Hotwire the car)>”Have you ever actually driven a car? They’re a bit different from spaceships. I can teach you if you want.”>”Is this plant life real? Can you actually live off of the fruits and vegetables that grow here?”>”We should have a race! In here, we can both cut loose.”>”What would I do if I wanted to build a house here? Would I just code it in, or would I have to bring the raw materials over? I don’t think this thing is powerful enough to suck an entire building into it.”>”Did the Collector store any dangerous creatures in here before it was stolen? Do you think that might become a problem later?”>”Let’s try another region.”>Write-in.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip
>>5701385>>”Have you ever actually driven a car? They’re a bit different from spaceships. I can teach you if you want.”
>>5701385>”Did the Collector store any dangerous creatures in here before it was stolen? Do you think that might become a problem later?”>”Wanna go for a drive?”(Hotwire the car) >>5701378oh, then, yes I totally did.
>>5701385>>”Wanna go for a drive?”(Hotwire the car)>”Did the Collector store any dangerous creatures in here before it was stolen? Do you think that might become a problem later?”
>>5701385>”Is this plant life real? Can you actually live off of the fruits and vegetables that grow here?”>”Did the Collector store any dangerous creatures in here before it was stolen? Do you think that might become a problem later?”>”What would I do if I wanted to build a house here? Would I just code it in, or would I have to bring the raw materials over? I don’t think this thing is powerful enough to suck an entire building into it.”
>>5701401>>5701421>>5702117>”Did the Collector store any dangerous creatures in here before it was stolen? Do you think that might become a problem later?”>”Wanna go for a drive?”(Hotwire the car)Taking these. Writing...
“Did the Collector store any dangerous creatures here before it was stolen? Do you think that might become a problem later?”Van paused in mid air to consider your question.“It is quite possible that there were a few that didn’t take their opportunity to escape when the device was stolen. I wouldn’t be surprised if there are a few alien species that have made a home here in one of these regions.”Hmm. You’d have to look into that later, then. Maybe you’ll invite Ana here for a nice relaxing hunt someday. That ought to score you some brownie points with her. It was exotic, and a hell of a lot easier than going back to Neverland to hunt mermaids. You doubt Lost Boy would be happy about that, either way.“And you’re not worried about that?”“Not terribly, no. Are you?”You shook your head, taking another look around as you did so. There was a cool breeze blowing through the field, which was a little more realistic than you’d expected from a virtual landscape.“My Spider Sense isn’t acting up, so I guess we’re safe for the time being.”She looked confused by that last statement, but you were too busy eyeing that car you stole to pay any real attention to her.“Wanna go for a drive?”“If I say yes, will you explain to me what a ‘Spider Sense’ is?”You just shrugged.“I barely know what it is myself, if I’m being terribly honest. You probably won’t be satisfied with my answer.”“The greatest mysteries rarely have satisfying answers.”You stared up at the woman floating beside you.“Are you quoting someone, or are you just trying to make up your own?”The corners of her lips curved upwards into a slight smirk.“I have several famous quotes, actually. That is not one of them.”“Oh yeah? Hit me with a few of them.”—-----Getting the car up and running was a fairly simple matter compared to some of the jobs you’ve taken on since becoming the Huntsman. Almost refreshingly so. Something familiar and normal enough to make you forget that you were performing it in a pocket dimension.Now, it wasn’t nearly as easy as they made it seem in the movies. You couldn’t just cross a few wires, touch them together and be on your merry way. Breaking into modern cars without the use of a key usually involved the thief hacking into the onboard computer. And so long as you were very familiar with the make and model of the car— which you just so happened to be—you could more or less figure out how to fake the digital signature that was required from the owner’s key. What came as a surprise was when Van stepped over to give you pointers when she thought that you didn’t know what you were doing. You were slightly curious to see how she would do on her own, but you did have some amount of personal pride to defend here.(Cont.)
You weren’t a genius like your brother or his kid, but you knew your way around cars. While he was hitting the books, you were learning how to circumvent modern central computer systems. It wasn’t a skill that you needed very often anymore, considering how easily you could get around, but it came in handy every now and again.The rate at which technology improved on this planet was almost staggering, so everyone else had to struggle to keep up as well. For that reason, curriculums were constantly changing, security systems were always being updated, and the methods through which to circumvent said systems had to be updated just as frequently. That’s why hi-tech gadgets were more valued than practical skills in your line of work. They were typically seen as being faster and more reliable.While she waited, Van tested a few of her famous quotes on you, as well as a few that she’d had rattling around in her brain. Some of them had potential, you thought, while others were just too loaded with culturally exclusive context for it to appeal to anyone without alien sensibilities. You just had no frame of reference for them, so you couldn’t give her any sort of effective feedback.When she got bored of that, she just decided to inspect the Nega Bands you’d brought along. There was very little small-talk aside from that, and you just let your mind go blank as you drove through the field of flowers. The vehicle you’d accidentally stolen had some decent off-roading capabilities, but you still took it slow. The terrain wasn’t terribly uneven, but you were mindful of the fact that you were on an island. A wrong turn could lead to the two of you hurtling off a cliff. And although the two of you were entirely capable of surviving such a thing(for entirely different reasons), you weren’t in the mood to total this car that you just spent all this time trying to hijack.Besides, you were just trying to relax. Your impending demon hunt would be more than enough to get your blood pumping, so you weren’t worried about a lack of excitement or entertainment.“I can’t find any obvious flaws in these that would result in your immediate displacement. They should be safe to wear.”“Oh, yeah? And do I have your word that you’ll come and get me if you happen to be wrong and I end up halfway across the galaxy?”She gave you a flat look.“I wouldn’t be able to do so immediately. The strain of teleporting across such a large distance all at once would be unmistakably fatal.”“So your power has limits?”“Of course. Everything has limits.”“Yeah, like this car. Whoever owned it did not bother to gas this thing up.”You plucked at the gas meter, ignoring Van as she offered the gauntlets to you. She dumped them into your lap when she realized that you weren’t going to take them.(Cont.)
“If it makes you feel any better, I’m pretty sure that it is almost impossible to teleport out of here without a remote.”She waved her hand back and forth, showing off the device attached to her wrist.“Really?”She nodded.“Yes. What I’m truly interested in is to see how they will react to your unique biology and brain chemistry. You are obviously not Kree, so the effects of attuning the bands to yourself could be slightly unusual.”You slammed your foot on the brakes.“You’re really not selling me on them.”She stared unflinchingly at you, her lack of pupils unnerving you somewhat.“Unless you can find a Kree scientist or someone who specializes in the field, you will not receive a better answer. Either you put them on or don’t. If I weren’t in hiding, I would offer to take them off of your hands.”What will you do?>”Fine! I’ll put them on. (Equip Nega Bands)>”You know, that isn’t such a bad idea. Do you think they’d work better with blue people, or is that entirely coincidental? Either way, I’d feel better if my baby sis could defend herself a little better.”>”On second thought, I might just try to sell them later.”>”Or…I could give them to someone else.” (Who?)>Write-in.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip
>>5702216>>”Fine! I’ll put them on. (Equip Nega Bands)we aint no pussy bitch
>>5702216>”Fine! I’ll put them on. (Equip Nega Bands)
>>5702216>>”Fine! I’ll put them on. (Equip Nega Bands)
>>5702217>>5702268>>5702270>>5702283>”Fine! I’ll put them on." (Equip Nega Bands)Taking these. Writing...
You narrowed your eyes at her, getting a bit agitated at her needling.“Fine! I’ll put them on.”She just sat back and stared at you expectantly. You slowly picked up the silver bands, unclasped them, slipped your hands through and shut them tightly around your wrists.. Almost immediately, you felt a jolt run through your body. You shivered involuntarily, clenching and unclenching the muscles in your arms as an uncomfortably warm heat pulsed through your veins. You could see Van’s lips moving as she spoke, but you couldn’t make out the words. There was a ringing in your head that left you utterly incapable of perceiving anything outside of yourself at this very moment.Your vision sharpened briefly, and there was an oddly green tint to everything you saw. A dull pain radiated from your forearms, and you glanced down to see that your veins had started to turn a similar color!You wanted to scream, but that vague tingling feeling had intensified to the point of you feeling like you’d swallowed a nuclear reactor! The pain was unbearable! And then…!>Forceful Mutation Initiated!>[Organic Webbing] has been replaced by [???]!>[Organic Webbing] has been removed!>[Mark of Kaine] has been replaced by [???]!>[Mark of Kaine] has been removed!Then it was…gone. Just gone. No lingering pain or symptoms from what you’d just experienced. Your breaths were ragged and coming fast. You felt Van’s hand on your arm, urging you to calm down.Just then, a memory came flooding back into your mind. It was of your past. A vision of a childhood summer that was perfect—immortal in its own way. Nostalgic and soothing. A simpler time.When you opened your eyes again, you found that you were far calmer than you had been a few seconds ago. You tore off your mask, glanced over at Van and gave her a questioning look.“Was that…?”“I invoked a pleasant memory that would calm you down. How do you feel?”“I feel…different somehow.”You raised a hand up to your face and tried to release a small cloud of explosive barbs. Nothing happened. You couldn’t feel the tiny red hooks unlatching from your palm. Your palm was heating up a bit, but…Wait. It wasn’t just heating up a “bit”. You were pretty sure that your gloves didn’t normally glow green like that.In a flash, your hand was swallowed by a ghostly, green flame! Van gasped and leaned back a bit. You stared at the affected limb in awe, wondering why you weren’t in any pain. The outer edges of the flame were bright—almost turning white—while the innermost point was surprisingly dark, like the ethereal wisps that coiled around your suit at all times now.You shook your hand rigorously to put the fire out, and the heat eventually dissipated. You then arranged your fingers to fire a web bolt at the ceiling of the truck, and you watched as a pale green fluid shot out of your wrist. But…it didn’t stick to the roof at all. It actually…went straight through it!?(Cont.)
There was a smoldering hole where the web had passed through the roof. You and Van stared at it in confusion. Spotting a nearby tree, you pointed your hand at it and fired another web bolt. This time, there was no lingering heat affecting your webs, and the web bolt successfully stuck to the tree without burning it. Except, the projectile was too rigid and sharp. It looked like you just fired a fucking mini-javelin from your wrist. It had actually buried itself in the tree!You were about to try a third time, but you flinched back before releasing it. Something about your webbing felt…wrong, somehow. Like you could feel it wriggling around in there before it left your body. As if there were nerves running through them, but only in the brief instant before it exited your body completely.“Ben? Is everything alright?”You could hear the concern in Van’s voice, clear as day. But you just couldn’t bring yourself to pay her any mind. Not now, at least. Because if what you thought was happening was actually happening…What will you do?>Create a sharp web hatchet without detaching it from your wrist.>Step out of the car, create a crudely shaped web sword and extend your ghostly flames to it.>Cover your hands in spiky webbing and set it ablaze!>Try to create a lightweight, durable web shield.>Write-in.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip
>>5702315>>Step out of the car, create a crudely shaped web sword and extend your ghostly flames to it.
>>5702315sword and shield. Time to go medieval
>>5702315>Cover your hands in spiky webbing and set it ablaze!
>>5702315>>Create a sharp web hatchet without detaching it from your wrist.
>>5702315>>>Step out of the car, create a crudely shaped web sword and extend your ghostly flames to it.
>>5702326>>5702892>Step out of the car, create a crudely shaped web sword and extend your ghostly flames to it.Taking these. Writing...
You said nothing. You just simply stepped out of the car and started walking away from it.“Ben? What’s wrong?”Van had undone her seatbelt and was climbing out of the car to follow you. Your lack of a response was worrying her, but you REALLY had to test something out real quick.Using your newly modified webbing, you attempted to shape a sword without letting it detach from your wrist completely. The results were…less than ideal. The sword was too floppy and misshapen. It wasn’t nearly as easy as you would’ve thought. You only had a few seconds to fire it out of your wrist and shape it before the webbing stuck together. After that, rearranging it was unnecessarily hard. It was like decorating a cake with reverse gravity.Van had caught up by now, and she was staring at your failed creation with confusion plain on her face.“What are you doing?”“Trying to make a sword. What’s it look like?”Another failed attempt. This time, the sword was too long and thin. This’d break in a heartbeat if you actually tried to use it in a fight. Maybe it’d work as a half-decent rapier, but it wasn’t what you were going for.“Are the Nega Bands allowing you to do this?”“I think so. I sure as hell wasn’t able to do this before.”Hmm. What if you used both hands to craft the blade, but only detached one of them after you were done with it. That might give you some more flexibility in layering the webbing.The next time you fired your web, your hands blurred, and you hurried to craft and carefully layer the web sword before it solidified. Then, when you were satisfied with your product, you detached both weblines from your wrist. The long, sharp weapon was crude, and a bit more jagged than you would’ve liked, but it was still unmistakably a blade.At your command, a pale, ghostly flame traveled up your arm and ignited the blade! The fact that it didn’t melt straight away was impressive enough on it's own. Maybe that was an intended effect of your evolution. If so, then these had to be the smartest bracelets you’ve ever worn.“Incredible…”Van gasped, her eyes locked on the dancing flames engulfing your web sword. You laughed and gave the sword a few test swings. It was all you could think to do. This thing was so light…!If you knew this would happen after putting these things on, you would’ve had them on you before you even thought about diving into that pit!“I think I’m beginning to understand why women love jewelry so much!”This changed everything. Now you actually had a proper way of slaying demons without spending all of your resources in one engagement. There was only one problem, though.Compared to when you used your webbing in other ways, you could actually detect a noticeable drop in the web fluid stored in your arms. This was a neat trick, but if you used it too often, you could end up using up your daily reserve of webbing!(Cont.)
Maybe you could figure out a way to ramp up your body’s production of the stuff. You’d need to find someone smart. And you’d probably also have to subject yourself to a number of invasive tests. But that was a worry for another time. Right now, you needed to practice with this ability a bit more.>[Weaponized Webbing] obtained!>[Brand of Kaine] obtained!What will you do?>Practice your shaping abilities a bit more. It might use up your webbing a bit, but the experience will be worth it.>Take some time to test out the possible applications of your new fire powers! You need to know what you're dealing with here.>On second thought, you should probably head back and save up your webbing. You’ve got a big day ahead of you tomorrow, and you still need to link up with the girls.>Have Van bring out Vic! You need her to see this!>Write-in.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip
>>5702944>Take the Bands off again. You need to know if you can easily revert to and from them.>This'll be a cool new toy, but you have a big day ahead of you and you should probably stick to the abilities you have already experience in.>You can test them out at a later date when you have the liberty to experiment.
>>5702944>Practice your shaping abilities a bit more. It might use up your webbing a bit, but the experience will be worth it.>Take some time to test out the possible applications of your new fire powers! You need to know what you're dealing with here.
>>5702944>>Take some time to test out the possible applications of your new fire powers! You need to know what you're dealing with here.can we fly? i wanna fly
I thought webbing was stored in the balls
>>5702967>>5703075>>5703104>Take some time to test out the possible applications of your new fire powers! You need to know what you're dealing with here.Roll 1d100, bo3!>>5703090Could be! Ben hasn't been to any doctor other than the Sorcerer Supreme since his transformation.
Rolled 48 (1d100)>>5703843
Rolled 52 (1d100)Jeja
Rolled 32 (1d100)>>5703843
>>5703856>>5703862>>5703875>52>Taking these. Writing...
>52For the remainder of your time here, you really wanted to try and get a grasp on your new fire powers. And your first order of business was figuring out how to put them out in the first place. Your results in that endeavor were…less than ideal, to say the least.You just kept waving the flaming sword around, trying to extinguish it like you had your own hands in the car before. But for some reason, you couldn’t quite get it to stop spreading. Dropping it and stomping it out wasn’t an option either, since your environment was very flammable, and the distance between here and the beach had greatly increased after your little afternoon drive.Lucky for you, that distance didn’t mean anything to Van, who simply teleported the flaming sword out of your hands and into the crashing waves rolling across the horizon.The two of you breathed a sigh of relief, and you made a mental note not to do that again when surrounded by so much flammable material. At the very least, your past experience with the explosive Mark gave you a bit of an advantage when it came to learning how to summon and banish the flames. There weren’t a whole lot of things to experiment with here, but you felt that your new powers had less to do with explosions and more to do with melting through whatever you spread them to.You tried casting fireballs and shooting a concentrated jet of flame to see if you’d received any ranged capabilities from your mutation, but you only succeeded in intensifying the flames that danced along your arms.Although, there was an interesting interaction where the flames emanating from your glowing fists were highly concentrated. Like a superheated-welding torch shaped like a small blade. You tried to maintain it or replicate the effect, but you couldn’t quite get the hang of it.At some point during your training, the flames had crawled up your arms, up to our shoulders, and even around your back. They barely felt hot to you, and you wondered if you had somehow become more fireproof, or your immunity only extended to this specific type of flame.There was a lot of weird science at work here, and you didn’t understand a lick of it. Van didn’t have a whole lot to contribute here, and she was more or less waiting for you to finish so that the two of you could leave. She admitted to spotting more wildlife in the area while you were distracted, but she didn’t think that any of them were inherently dangerous.(Cont.)
You were sure that she’d be interested in coming back to explore the different regions some more, but for now, you needed her out of Vegas. There were demons trying to terrorize the city, and you had to put a stop to it before the situation could get out of hand. You had no doubt that Va Nee would be invaluable in your effort to end the threat, but you also understood her desire to stay out of the public eye and avoid drawing any attention to herself. If anyone recorded a video of her, and it somehow became available to whatever information networks were available to the countless alien races out there, then there was a good chance that the Grandmaster or one of his cronies would see it eventually.You both exited the pocket dimension, said your farewells, and thanked each other for the time and effort spent here today. Thanks to her, you had a much better understanding of the Pocket Dimension and your Nega Bands.But she just seemed happy to have been able to stretch her legs and set foot on alien terrain. And it was a weird sight to see your alien friend be genuinely satisfied for once. She was usually mopey and cold. It felt good to know that you could help cheer her up, if only a little bit.After she returned, she relinquished control over her body to your sister and went back into hibernation. You didn’t say anything to your sister about her brief excursion into a Pocket Dimension in Las Vegas, and instead made up an excuse about needing alien advice.You intended to tell her about it later, but getting into it over the phone, on an unsecured line was a bad idea. So, you made small talk, asked her about how Pete and Cindy were doing, and casually mentioned that you were going to be bringing back souvenirs. You’d have to actually remember to do that before you went home.What will you do?>Inquire more about Cindy. (Cindy’s perspective)>Try to get in contact with your brother. The two of you haven’t been speaking much lately.>Call Julia and ask her about how Abe and Madame Web are doing.>Hang up and meet with Ana and Elsa.>Write-in.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip
>>5704059>>Hang up and meet with Ana and Elsa.
>>5704059>Hang up and meet with Ana and Elsa.
>>5704059>>Inquire more about Cindy. (Cindy’s perspective)I'll take that option any day
>>5704059>Inquire more about Cindy. (Cindy’s perspective)>Call Julia and ask her about how Abe and Madame Web are doing.
Rolled 88 (1d100)>>5704117Soupoor
>>5704117>>5704229>>5704151>Inquire more about Cindy. (Cindy’s perspective)Taking these. Writing...
>>Meanwhile, in Brooklyn, NY…For the first time in what felt like a long time, Cindy was glad that no one was paying any particular attention to her. She was currently sitting at a lunch table, surrounded by people who she was almost comfortable with calling her friends. Or maybe most of them were acquaintances?That’s what Carolyn felt like to her, at least. She was a rather intelligent girl with thick rimmed glasses, and hair that was dyed in an eye-catching shade of purple and tied into a short, messy bun. Carolyn didn’t talk much with anyone other than Miles, she noticed. She’d clung to him on their first day of meeting, and had somehow managed to successfully integrate herself into the friend group, despite not being able to hold a conversation with anyone here for any meaningful amount of time. Cindy could sympathize with that. She’d been no different when she’d first enrolled.Carolyn’s presence was just something that people tended to overlook sometimes. But if there was anything that was clear as day, it was her massive crush on Cindy’s first friend at this school, Miles Morales. The guy was nice and friendly, if a bit awkward at times, but he was about as dense as the Juggernaut’s dome-piece when it came to romance. Carolyn was going to have to get aggressive if she wanted that boy to notice her. She thought of trying to push them together, but then immediately thought better of it. Best not to meddle in affairs that weren’t hers.Not that Cindy had any experience with romance to begin with. Her only knowledge of it came from trashy teen fiction and popular dramas. Besides, living in a bunker for the majority of her life didn’t do her any favors when it came to finding her Prince Charming. She didn’t even know if she had the time or luxury to be worrying about such things.Not with her duties as an Avatar of Khonshu to deal with. And as of right now, he wasn’t entirely pleased with her. It was more than a gut feeling, and more of a certainty. She knew, because he was standing directly behind her roommate Wanda at the table.“A storm approaches, young Hunter. You are not prepared for it, and you never will be if you insist on encouraging the frivolities of these…’acquaintances’ of yours.”Hey! At the very least, Wanda was her friend. She’d said as much on multiple occasions, so it had to be true at some point. They’d even hung out outside of school. Cindy read somewhere that that went a long way in developing friendships.Her other new friend, Arielle Agbayani---or “Ari” for short---was not sitting with them. She was sitting at the jocks’ table, loudly retelling a story that had the whole table leaning in with great anticipation. It sounded like the punchline would be coming soon. Cindy silently hoped that it would land.Whipping out her phone, she typed out a text and sent it to a burner that she’d left charging in her room. Her God would see it in an instant, as he was technically capable of being everywhere at once.
“My grades are important. I’m already behind on my coursework.”“That pales in importance to the needs of the many. Every moment you spend here dulls your senses. I’m afraid that no amount of training can make up for the instincts you’ve lost upon integrating with the rest of society.”Cindy tried not to frown at that. She didn’t see anything wrong with appreciating her newfound freedom. After her parents died, she felt a bit guilty for enjoying life outside of her old room. The cost for her new life had been a heavy one, and she genuinely wasn’t sure if she was making her parents proud by trying to live a more balanced life. She tried to fight crime here and there, whenever she could, but that was hard with a roommate!Wanda had already caught her sneaking in and out at least two or three times already, she was sure. And then there was the time she overheard her praying to Khonshu. That led to some awkward questioning that she was rather hoping to avoid. Her new friend was far too curious for her own good, and Cindy feared that she might have to start coming up with better excuses for why she was prone to escaping from her dorm in the middle of the night. She didn’t think that Wanda would report her, but it was dangerous to make a habit out of getting caught like that.“Whatever’s coming, I’ll be ready.”Khonshu sniffed and straightened his back.“We shall see…”Cindy blinked, and he was gone a moment later. It was shameful to admit, but she was almost glad to see him go. She was having a hard time coming up with excuses for Khonshu as well. He was right about her becoming complacent. She was getting far too relaxed in a peaceful environment such as this.Just then, a tall, lanky kid got tripped while walking to his table, and he fell face first into his mashed potatoes, much to the enjoyment of everyone around him.Well…relatively peaceful.Carlie shook her head in disgust.“That guy is such a jerk. I always thought there’d be less bullies in private schools.”“Well, it’s a little different. Instead of regular assholes, we get rich assholes.”Andre shrugged as he shoveled some mashed potatoes into his mouth. He turned to give Cindy a devious grin.“Maybe you ought to go and teach them a lesson, huh? I bet it’d be a good warmup for the Karate Kid.”Cindy smiled sheepishly and let out a nervous laugh.“And get detention again? Ben’d kill me.”Cindy wondered at that. He’d probably be a bit proud. Maybe he’d even buy her ice cream afterwards. Best not to risk it. She was on thin ice as it was. One of the security guards here made it his mission to keep a close eye on her after finding out that she’d snuck out one night. She was quickly gaining a reputation as a troublemaker, whether she liked it or not. In Andre’s opinion, that made her one of the coolest people that he knew.(Cont.)
She still didn’t know what to make of him, but she sensed that he was a good sort. Anyone that had her back in a fight was a good egg in her book.The boy in question frowned at her.“Who’s Ben? Is he your boyfriend?”Cindy coughed, nearly spitting out her water as she pounded her chest. She struggled to correct his misunderstanding, but she just couldn’t get the words out.Wanda grinned impishly at the two of them.“Nope. He’s her super-hot foster daddy.”Carlie rolled her eyes at her.“Down girl. He’s probably twice your age, or something.”“Oh yeah, I met him before. Me and my Uncle bumped into them during orientation.”Miles perked up at that and began retelling the story of how he and Cindy met. Carolyn gave her a challenging look.Cindy just pressed her lips together and shrugged slightly. For some reason, the girl got the idea in her head that Cindy was competition, but she had no idea from where. It had something to do with the fact that the two of them hung out rather often at school. They had similar interests, and Miles was the only one she knew with an eye for art.But halfway through the story, another student approached their table, coming up behind Miles. He paused when he noticed that everyone stopped listening, and turned around to see one of the most popular freshmen girls looming over him.Saya Ishii stood imperiously as she surveyed everyone at the table, a hand on her hip. She seemed to scowl a bit when her eyes slid over Andre, but the boy paid her no mind, and continued chewing his food as if nothing had changed.Saya’s eyes snapped back to Cindy, and a dazzling smile spread across her face. She took no notice of Carolyn’s presence, despite the two of them being in the same Robotics club. Or maybe she just didn’t care all that much.“Cindy! Hey, girl! You beat up any more back-alley creeps lately?”Everyone turned to Cindy, and she froze as she realized that she was expected to come up with a snappy comeback.Come on, girl. You can do this…!“Uh, well…everyone sort of just runs away when they see me coming, so…still undefeated!”She patted her bicep and flashed a slightly nervous smile, which earned her a chuckle from the others at the table. Even Carolyn cracked a small grin.Cindy made a triumphant fist under the table.Nailed it! Ari seemed to be winning over her crowd too.Saya wiped an imaginary tear as her laughter died down.“Tough, funny, and cute. You’re a triple threat, Karate Kid.”Cindy could feel her face heating up, so she took a sip of water. Wow, it was hot in here!Saya’s grin widened slightly, but her expression became a bit icy when Andre leaned over to say something.“And I hear she paints, too. I’m thinking of commissioning a piece myself.”(Cont.)
Cindy felt a large hand clap her on the back, and it nearly sent her into another coughing fit. She wanted to glare at the Cooper boy, but she was distracted by the expression on Saya’s face.She was smiling again, but it hadn’t reached her eyes. Andre was staring definitely into those unfriendly eyes, and Cindy got the distinct impression that these two didn’t get along.Sensing the tension around the table, Miles tried his best to diffuse it.“I, uh…take commissions too if you’re interested.”Saya’s eyes flicked down towards Miles, and he hunched his shoulders a bit at having her intense gaze directed at him. Her expression softened noticeably, however.“What a talented bunch. How much do you charge?”Miles opened his mouth, and then closed it again, as if he hadn’t considered what an answer to that question might be.“I’m still figuring that part out.”She made a noise that was somehow thoughtful, amused and derisive all at the same time.“Hm. Well, let me know if you ever find out.”Then, she dismissed the boy from her thoughts and turned to address Cindy once more.“Now, about those commissions. How about we discuss that some more at my table.”She jabbed a perfectly manicured and painted nail at a smaller table where several of the other popular girls sat.Was she…inviting Cindy to sit at the popular table with her!? But…why? All she did was beat a few people up and get detention. Was being popular really that easy? If so, then all those teen dramas she'd watched in her old room had been a big fat lie.She was about to respond, but then she remembered that her other friends and acquaintances were still here. They looked between Saya and Cindy, waiting for a response. Cindy wondered how they would feel about her moving to another table. She ate lunch with them pretty much every day now, and this wasn’t going to be a permanent change. It was only for today.Besides, Ben did say that it would be a good idea to get to know her better. If she was meant to inherit her father’s legacy, then she would be in charge of one of the most powerful crime families in the city after she graduated. Maybe there really was a chance that Cindy could have a positive influence on her.>”Uh…sure! That’d be cool.”>”Actually…me and my friends were sort of in the middle of a conversation. Maybe we could hang out another time, outside of school?”>”If you want, you could sit down at our table. I’m sure the others wouldn’t mind.”>Let fate decide... (Autopilot)>Write-in.
>>5704696>Let fate decide... (Autopilot)Khonshu help me
>>5704696>>”If you want, you could sit down at our table. I’m sure the others wouldn’t mind.”
>>5704696>”Uh…sure! That’d be cool.”
Rolled 70 (1d100)>>5704696Uh sure
what was Sayas fake name at the school again?I think I remember her using a fake one
so on this one I got confused. At first it was Cindy then it seemed to change a pov then revert back?
>>5705304Yeah, that's mainly my fault. I'm really used to including Ben's internal thoughts into my descriptions, and it doesn't always work when the story isn't being told from his perspective. I thought about just switching back to my regular POV, but I'm also worried that people will get really confused about whose perspective the story is being told from. I'll keep working on it.After going back and reading this again, there are a few grammatical errors and autocorrects that ruined the flow of the update here. Will have to be more consistent with re-reading the material before I post it.>>5704933Nope. Saya is using her real name. It's just that her surname isn't the same as Silvio's due to the complicated nature of her upbringing. There aren't many people that can actually connect her with the maggia, and there are even less people who would be stupid or bold enough to try and use her to get to her father.Also, votes are currently tied between this:>>5704818>>5705090>”If you want, you could sit down at our table. I’m sure the others wouldn’t mind.”And this:>>5704895>>5704916>”Uh…sure! That’d be cool.”I understand that this is just a quick change of perspective to mix things up a bit, and I don't intend to let the scene drag on for too long. Let me know if you guys want to wait for more votes, switch to another vote, or just flip a coin on it.I'm mostly using scenes like this to establish Cindy's new civilian life, as well as the people around her. Sometimes she'll come to you asking for advice, or maybe she'll just share it as a story.Either way, even though she isn't living with you for the time being, you'll get brief glimpses into her life, as well as the events that unfold when you aren't looking. I'll try not to do too many of them, but I think doing it like this is better than having Cindy give you a massive info dump every couple of months.
Rolled 1 (1d2)>>5705488then let fate decide between the two
>>5704818>>5705090>>5705501>”If you want, you could sit down at our table. I’m sure the others wouldn’t mind.”Gotcha! Writing...
Cindy glanced around nervously, and then pinched herself under the table. She didn;t know what she was getting so worked up about. If she could have a back-alley brawl with monsters and hardened criminals, she could surely handle a bit of awkward tension.Cindy gave Saya what she thought was her most welcoming smile.“If you want, you could sit down at our table. I’m sure the others wouldn’t mind.”Everyone’s eyes widened, and the table fell silent for a moment. Saya looked the most shocked out of anyone. She looked at her, then at the others, and back at her own table. She bit her lip and twirled a finger through the white section of her hair as she considered the offer.Of course, she and Cindy both knew that what Cindy had said earlier was a lie. If the looks they were giving her was any indication, they would very much mind if Saya sat down and ate with them. But none of them said any of that out loud. So instead, they waited to hear Saya’s answer.With a hesitant shrug and a shaky smile, she nodded.“Okay, sure. That’s cool.”She grabbed a chair, waved back at her girl friends, who were giving her confused looks, and then sat down next to Carolyn. And just like that, Cindy’s table received a new guest member.Everyone wasn’t quite sure where to go from here. They just sort of kept smiling at each other and exchanging glances. And poor Carolyn seemed to shrink around Saya’s presence. Andre just rolled his eyes and puffed out a breath.And once again, Miles—bless his heart—was the first to break the ice.“So…”It was a miracle that the boy managed to keep his cool when every head turned desperately in his direction, hoping that whatever he was about to say was at least interesting enough to start up another conversation. And thankfully, it was.“Did you guys hear about that stuff with the ‘Murderworld’ game? Even though they shut down the servers and investigated Arcade, they still can’t figure out how to stop those random attacks.”Carlie grimaced and nodded.“I did hear about that. They’ve got the CEO under constant watch, and they still haven’t been able to pin anything on him, other than the terrorists sharing a likeness with the characters in his game. They were planning on sicking She-Hulk on him, but they’re having trouble building a case.”Wanda bounced in her seat, trying not to seem too excited by the topic.“They should get a superhero detective to work the case. Like Jessica Jones, or—ooh—Misty Knight! I bet they could solve this.”Cindy doubted it’d be that easy. In fact, Andre touched upon a point that she’d been wondering about for a while now.“Why the hell haven’t they gotten Iron Man to do anything? Or Reed Richards. What’s he doing in that big tower that’s so important that he can’t spend a few minutes figuring this shit out?”Unsurprisingly, it was Wanda who came to their defense. She was a serious hero fanatic.(Cont.)
“The Four deal with extra-dimensional threats all the time. We can’t expect them to deal with every little problem that pops up.”Andre made an exasperated face.“‘Little problems’? People are out here dying, Wanda. How many more have to die before they decide to break out the big guns? At what point does it become their problem, and not just ours?”Wanda deflated slightly. Miles nodded sadly.“I really thought the Avengers would’ve stepped in by now. I think I’ve seen them on the news, but every other crime’s been stopped by vigilantes like Daredevil and that new Spider-Man.”Cindy intentionally stayed quiet and focused on eating her food.“Maybe something happened to them.”Everyone turned to stare at Saya. She just shrugged.“What? It’s what we’re all thinking right now. Either they’re stuck in another dimension, or they’ve been captured, or they’re…”Dead. She didn’t quite say the word, but she didn’t have to.Carlie scoffed.“Don’t you think they would’ve told us if something happened to them?”This time, it was Carolyn that spoke up.“Not if they want to avoid a panic. Imagine the crime boom that would happen if people knew that the city, that the world didn’t have its ‘Mightiest Heroes’ anymore.”Much like everyone at the table aside from Saya, Cindy was trying very hard not to imagine that scenario. The girl with the monochrome mane appeared to be amused with the idea of not having to run into superheroes everywhere she walked.Miles was digging a hole through his mashed potatoes with a plastic spork, not entirely comfortable with this distinct possibility.“Hypothetically—and this is just hypothetical—but…what if the Avengers really are gone? What happens next?”Andre slammed a hand on the table, causing Carlei to jump, and Saya to glare at him.“I’ll tell you what we’re gonna do. We’re gonna arm up and defend ourselves. If the cops won’t help us, and the army won’t help us, and the Avengers won’t help us, then we’ve got to take matters into our own hands.”Saya shook her head and smiled mockingly.“You sound like a Goblin Groupie.”Andre flashed her a cocky grin.“Actually, my beliefs are more in line with the Pumpkin Smashers. They fight both injustice and the Goblin’s violent protests.”“Except the protests get even more violent when they get there, because then everyone starts fighting each other.”Andre narrowed his eyes at his step-sister from across the table. Her mutterings didn’t go unheard, and Cindy didn’t think that they were meant to. If Cindy didn’t say something, an argument might break out.“Backup Avengers.”Everyone gave Cindy a questioning look.“What?”(Cont.)
“Backup Avengers. They remain on standby in case of big emergencies like planetary threats or the absence of core members. They’ve got them all across the world, and even some living off-world.”Wanda snapped her fingers and pulled out her phone in a flash, suddenly looking even more excited.“Of course! Backup Avengers! Why hadn’t I thought of that? If we cross-reference some of the latest major superhero appearances in the news and social media, then we can assemble a decent list of the most likely backup Avengers that have been assembled. B.R.B. and Herc are def Backup Avengers.”Saya squinted at her.“What is she talking about?”Miles answered for her.“Beta Ray Bill and Hercules. They’re the two that have been showing up in the news most often. Bill makes the most sense since he moved his people’s colony here to Earth after Thor retired.”“And Jolly Green’s on the lamb, so Herc’s his stand-in.”Andre chimed in, surprising Carlie and Cindy. They didn’t think he was into this sort of stuff.Wanda nodded furiously, not taking her eyes off of her phone.“Do you guys think that Daredevil is a reserve member? He’s teamed up with them a couple of times before.”Miles shrugged.“He usually works solo, I hear. I wonder if Spider-Man is one, though.”Cindy and Saya spoke up at the exact same time to deny it, and the two of them shared a look. Wanda was glancing between them curiously.“You guys keep up with hero news too? I had no idea.”Both girls began coming up with all sorts of excuses for why they of all people would be up to date on the latest developments in the hero community. Only Cindy had the advantage of knowing about Saya’s connection to the Maggia, and she intended to keep it that way. If anyone here knew, she had a feeling that it would suddenly become a lot harder for her to convince her friends to tolerate the haughty girl’s presence.Saya caught her staring, and she gave her a charming smile in return. Cindy quickly looked away and pretended to be engrossed in the conversation that Wanda and the boys were having. Carlie and Saya didn’t seem terribly interested, but they were content to just sit and listen. Occasionally they’d needle the boys and poke fun at Wanda.And Carolyn was just using this as a grand opportunity to stare at Miles some more without it being weird. Every now and again she’d stare around the table or look down to eat, but she was committed to burning his face into her memory.Seemingly amused by this, Saya looked at Carol and shot Cindy a questioning look. She just smiled and shrugged. Even someone new to the table could read the obvious signals that she was sending out. She likely hadn’t ever seen this side of her clubmate before. (Cont.)
Cindy wondered what someone like Abe would feel from watching these two. She sort of wished that she had powers like his. By subtly influencing the emotions that people around him felt, he could dominate a conversation and make himself more likable without even trying. Like a sort of social magnetism.Maybe if she had his powers, she’d be able to exchange numbers with Saya without sticking her foot in her mouth. Wanda made it look so easy.She was almost tempted to silently pray to Khonshu for strength, but she was pretty sure that he would come all the way back down to call her silly if she did.Well, here goes nothing…—------------->>Meanwhile, in Las Vegas, Nevada...You flexed your hands as you waited outside of Elsa’s hotel room, trying to get used to the feeling of having the Nega Bands around your wrists. You really hoped that you wouldn’t have to deal with that uncomfortable feeling every single time you slapped them on, but Van reassured you that it was only a one time thing. Apparently, that was just the Kree technology attuning itself to your body. You just didn’t expect it to alter your DNA in a favorable way.If they had been broken like the Prowler feared, then the results could’ve been catastrophic.When the door opened, your previous thoughts flew out the window as Anastasia stepped out to meet you.“Come in. We’ve been waiting for you.”She pulled you inside before you got a chance to say anything, and you saw Elsa and her large assistant, Frank, standing by the window and peeking outside every now and again.“Nice to see you too, Annie. But I really think we should put a tie on the door for courtesy’s sake.”You spotted a map of the city laying on the bed of Ana’s side of the room, where several markings had been made in red ink.She rolled her eyes and slid the lock over the door, a slight grin teasing the edges of her lips.“Then I guess it’s a shame that you do not have a tie on hand.”“There’s always room service. You know I once got them to deliver a pizza from Arkansas.”A cursory glance told you that Flint wasn’t in the room, but that wasn’t what caught your attention.Under the door that led to the bathroom, a golden light was shining through the gaps under and around it. You walked over to get a better look, but Elsa quickly stepped out to stand in your way.“Hold it right there. That there is a portal to my workshop, and I’ve only got a bit of juice left before it runs out. No one goes in or out without my say-so. Just tell me what you need and I’ll be sure to get it for you.”(Cont.)
What will you say?>”Got any weapons that don’t burn easily?” (Ignite your hand in front of her.)>”I don’t suppose you’d have any protective charms lying around there, would you?”>”Quick question: Are demons immune or resistant to fire? I don’t want to assume that they are just because they’re from Hell.”>"Any update on the demons? Have they started moving yet?">”Then I guess my personal tour will have to wait. What have we got so far?”>Write-in.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip
>>5705613>>”Quick question: Are demons immune or resistant to fire? I don’t want to assume that they are just because they’re from Hell.”>>”Got any weapons that don’t burn easily?” (Ignite your hand in front of her.)
>>5705613>”Quick question: Are demons immune or resistant to fire? I don’t want to assume that they are just because they’re from Hell.”>”Got any weapons that don’t burn easily?” (Ignite your hand in front of her.)
>>5705613>>”Got any weapons that don’t burn easily?” (Ignite your hand in front of her.)>"Any update on the demons? Have they started moving yet?"
>>5705613>”Got any weapons that don’t burn easily?” (Ignite your hand in front of her.)>”Quick question: Are demons immune or resistant to fire? I don’t want to assume that they are just because they’re from Hell.”>”Then I guess my personal tour will have to wait. What have we got so far?”Side question: Do we know what will happen when we take off the bands? Does our DNA/Powers revert? Or do we have to test it to figure out?
>>5705813our dna got all twisted up dude, I don't think that's something that just goes away
>>5705620>>5705630>>5705689>>5705813>”Quick question: Are demons immune or resistant to fire? I don’t want to assume that they are just because they’re from Hell.”>”Got any weapons that don’t burn easily?” (Ignite your hand in front of her.)Taking these. Writing...>>5705813>>5705815You can try it out and see what happens. Va Nee Gast gave you the impression that your change was more or less permanent. She didn't say what happens if you take them off, though.
“Quick question: Are demons immune to or resistant to fire? I don’t want to assume they are just because they’re from Hell.”Elsa rubbed the back of her neck and glanced back at Frank.“Most demons aren’t actually. Hell is meant to be a place of suffering, even for the demons that reside there. That’s why they try and escape here so often. No one actually wants to live in Hell other than the Lords that rule there, and even they’re not always that excited about it.”You nodded and raised a hand in front of her. In a flash, it ignited, becoming engulfed in pale emerald light. Elsa’s breath caught, and you could hear Ana gasp behind you. Frank probably had the worst reaction, though. He threw his arms in front of his face and looked back at the window as if he’d been considering jumping out.You waved your non-burning hand in apology.“Right. ‘Fire bad’. Forgot about that. Sorry.”Elsa walked around to view your hand from another angle, almost as if she’d been expecting a trick.“Well, that would’ve been nice to see when we were trapped down in that pit.”“It’s sort of a recent development. Like, very recent. That being said, do you have any weapons that don’t burn easily?”Elsa peeled her eyes away from your hand long enough to look at the door to her sanctuary with a contemplative expression.“I might just have something for you. Wait here.”Elsa turned and opened the door, giving you the briefest of glimpses into her sanctuary. At first glance, it wasn’t nearly as interesting as the Sanctum Sanctorum. There were no flying books, no infinitely generating staircases. It just looked like a normal Victorian era manor.The door closed almost as fast as it had opened, and you and the others were just left staring at it. After about a minute, Ana finally decided to approach you about your sudden mutation.“Does that not hurt?”“Huh? Oh!”You looked down, only to realize that your hand was still burning. You’d forgotten to put it out.“No yeah, I’m totally fine. Not sure about the exact science behind it, but it happened when I put on these bracelets.”You showed her the Nega Bands, which had slightly shrunk to reshape themselves to fit you like they were made for you.Ana eyes them curiously.“These were among the items that you stole from Rollo, correct?”You nodded.“That’s right. I had a specialist come in and take a look at them. I went through a mildly painful transition period after putting them on, but I got flaming hands as a result! I mean, how cool is THIS!?”You raised both hands and ignited them in a flash. Ana backed up a step, smiling in amazement. Frank just screamed again.“Right! Sorry!”You quickly put them out, and Ana was blinking quickly, as if to readjust her eyes to the warm lighting of the hotel room without two roaring ghost flames in her face.(Cont.)
“Incredible…! You never cease to amaze me.”You waggled your eyebrows at her.“Oh, you ain’t seen nothing yet. Just wait until you see what I can do with my-”Just then, the door swung open again. Elsa strode back into the room, carrying something wrapped in a tattered cloth.“Here you go. This should do nicely.”She handed it to you, and you accepted it gingerly. Slowly, you unfolded the cloth and removed a curved, smoldering dagger from it. From its tip, it was an incredibly dark shade of gray, and towards the middle and end, it turned bright orange and then red at the hilt. Ash and cinder constantly fell from the weapon in small amounts, like a dog shedding its fur. It felt warm to the touch, and that alone seemed to impress Elsa.“I can usually only handle that thing with thick gloves. Looks like you shouldn’t have any problems wielding it.”You waved it back and forth, leaving a trail of cinders in its wake.“What’s it do?”“It burns the living shit out of whatever you stab it with. It’s also quite sturdy, and very fireproof. Perfect for someone with your newly acquired skills, and small enough that you won’t have a problem using it while swinging about.”You compared it to your Vibranium-coated dagger and couldn’t help but feel a bit of envy towards Elsa for owning this thing. You doubted your own blade could withstand the sweltering heat being projected from your hands, but you would never know unless you put it to the test.“It is a fine weapon, befitting a warrior.”Ana clapped you on the back and you smiled back at her.Suddenly, your phone rang, and you struggled for a minute to figure out what to do with both daggers in your hands. Yours went into its sheath, while Elsa’s had no such convenient container. Instead, you created a patch of webbing along the small of your back and laid the knife flat against it. Once you were sure that it wasn’t going anywhere, you pulled out your phone to answer it.It was Cat.“Cat? What’s up?”“Demons are on the move! They’re starting to climb out of the pit, and the cops are struggling to keep them contained.”You muttered a curse and relayed the information to the others before putting the phone on speaker. You thought you'd have more time!“That’s not all. It looks like news reached the Morlocks, and they’re out here too.”“What!? Why?”“A group of demons slipped into some of the more populated areas, and they’re trying to put them down, but these ones are bigger and stronger than the others.”“Then I will join them.”Ana swung her cloak over her shoulders and brandished her spear. She was already heading towards the door.“Me and Frank’ll hold them off at the pit. What about you and Sandy?”(Cont.)
What will you do?>”Me and Sandy will hold them off with you.”>”Have Flint meet you there. I’ll help Ana and the Morlocks take on the stronger demons.”>”Go with Ana. me and Flint will handle the rest.”>'You guys go on ahead! I've got a plan. (Write-in.)>Write-in.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip
>>5706482>>”Have Flint meet you there. I’ll help Ana and the Morlocks take on the stronger demons.”
>>5706482>”Have Flint meet you there. I’ll help Ana and the Morlocks take on the stronger demons.”
>>5706485>>5706486>>5706526>>5706566>>5706600>”Have Flint meet you there. I’ll help Ana and the Morlocks take on the stronger demons.”It's unanimous! Writing...
“Have Flint meet you there. I’ll help Ana and the Morlocks take on the stronger demons.”Both she and Frank nodded, a mixture of manic excitement and alarm in their expressions. Neither of them seemed quite afraid, though. That was one thing you’d come to admire about Elsa. It wasn;t as if she never felt fear, but she was so supremely confident in her own abilities that she simply didn’t factor the possibility of failure into her plans. Whether that was arrogance or not, you weren’t sure, but that certainly hasn’t been the case in your experience, so you decided to put your faith in her abilities as well.“Watch yourselves out there.”“And watch out for Stasie” was the unsaid implication behind those words.You nodded in return.“I’ll make sure that nothing happens to our people.”She flashed a smile, seemingly satisfied with your answer.“Then quit standing around and get going! Stasie moves like a thing out of hell when she spots her prey.”You got flashbacks of the first night you went hunting together, as well as your first night together. You tried, and failed to suppress a smile.“Don’t I know it…”And without further comment, you ran out the door and headed for the nearest exit you knew of.—-------It didn’t take long to catch up with Anastasia. She was following the trail of chaos that had been carved out by the higher ranking demons in the city. Mainly, it was people running and screaming for their lives. They were more than willing to point out the reason for their panic, but Cat and Prowler were an even bigger help in providing you with more precise directions. You would’ve used your Mark to give yourself an explosive speed boost, but you didn’t quite know how to make that work with your current powerset. You would just have to wing it.When you finally reached the source of all this widespread mayhem, you understood immediately why neither Cat nor Prowler felt it appropriate to engage the high-level demons. In all honesty, they probably wouldn’t have stood a chance.The largest of the demons, a towering, brownish-green blob of fat, a collection of gnarled horns jutting out of the top of its wide head and running down its back in a curving pattern. Its arms were thick and club-like, decimating whatever it hit with each and every swing. It had a grotesquely stretched face that appeared to be pulled back into a perpetual smile, and its flesh jiggled with the slightest of movements.And to your great horror, it was currently dead-set on killing W. The naïve clone never stopped moving, expertly avoiding its swings, and leaping from place to place when a torrent of acid spit flew from its massive mouth. You didn’t like how unnaturally wide its mouth could open, but you liked the strength of its acid even less. It pretty much ate through the metal of a nearby car within seconds, collapsing it into a pile of goo before your very eyes.(Cont.)
Glass’ engagement was far more harrowing, however.In a blinding display of speed and precision, the transparent Morlock boy parried, dodged and struck out at a blur of red and black. When it finally slowed down enough for you to get a good look at it, you silently wished that it never had.The creature was equipped with all manner of natural weapons, from a bladed scorpion tail, to razor-like pincers and a stinger that could easily impale a man. The shape of its body reminded you of a spider, but instead of walking on eight insectoid legs, it carried itself on a multitude of humanoid limbs. Some looked healthy and muscular, and others were wrinkled and gnarled by age. More limbs trailed up her torso, stopping just below her bare breasts. All three rows of them.The demoness let out a rasping breath, but it hadn’t come out of her mouth. She didn’t appear to have one. Instead, an array of porous holes opened up in her throat, expanding and contracting like some sort of mutated sea sponge.After a brief rest, she was back on Glass, assaulting him with a whirlwind of lethal attacks that left you feeling worried for his overall integrity. He wasn’t exactly fragile, but you didn’t think that there was any way he could keep this up for much longer. Then again, Callisto had declared him as her second in command.But out of all of the demons you’d spotted during their battle, The Deep One’s opponent scared you the most. He wasn’t bigger than the blob that W was fighting, and he wasn’t as fast as Glass’, but this one had something that the other two didn’t. Skill and finesse.It was tall, red, muscular, and noticeably more intelligent than its peers. Its long, white hair dangled over its shoulders and in front of its face, leaving just enough of an opening to expose its face.It had no eyes. None that you could see, at least. There was a black cloth that covered the area where they should be, and you could see a great deal of scar tissue peeking out from where it had been tightly wrapped. Its sharp teeth jutted out from its lower lip in a constant snarl, but you somehow got the impression that it wasn’t at all angry.On the contrary, it appeared to be enjoying its duel with Iara. You didn’t think that Iara felt the same way, though. Despite her perpetual grin, she was slowly, but surely getting pushed back by the demon. The large, black blades she wielded had been commissioned from Gloria, and she was extremely satisfied by the fact that she would get to keep them after the mission. But their size and thickness paled in comparison to the long, curving blades jutting out from in between the demon’s knuckles. They looked like a pair of deformed greatswords, far longer than its actual arms were, and twice as deadly as Iara’s weapons. The range disadvantage was clear, and the sight of its building muscles didn’t leave you feeling very optimistic about her ability to turn the tide of battle on her own.(Cont.)
What will you do?>Web up the fat demon’s mouth in order to prevent it from spitting more acid.>Wait until the acid demon’s mouth opens, and then fill it with flaming web-balls.>Ignite your blades and carve a gash straight through the fat demon’s stomach!>Form a flaming web garotte around the pudgy demon’s neck and have W help you behead it! Or at least choke it out. Whichever comes first.>Lock down the multi-limbed demon with a series of web-traps.>Cover the neck holes of the multi-limbed demon with webbing. If she can’t breathe then she can’t fight as effectively.>Wrap the blade-demon's head in hair and webbing and set it ablaze!>Ignite your blades and use them to hack away at the blade-demon’s leg.>Advise Ana to impale a target with her spear. (Which one?)>Write-in.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip
>>5707431>Cover the neck holes of the multi-limbed demon with webbing. If she can’t breathe then she can’t fight as effectively.>>Wait until the acid demon’s mouth opens, and then fill it with flaming web-balls.both seem like options that could be done quick if given the chance, then>Ignite your blades and carve a gash straight through the fat demon’s stomach!
>>5707431>Lock down the multi-limbed demon with a series of web-traps.
>>5707431>>Wait until the acid demon’s mouth opens, and then fill it with flaming web-balls.
>>5708701Don't worry, I'm still here. I've just been busy these past few days. I'll be sure to put out a fresh new update tomorrow morning.
>>5707445>>5708842>>5707555>Cover the neck holes of the multi-limbed demon with webbing. If she can’t breathe then she can’t fight as effectively.>>Wait until the acid demon’s mouth opens, and then fill it with flaming web-balls.>Ignite your blades and carve a gash straight through the fat demon’s stomach!I realize now that I could've just called a roll order last night!Roll 1d100, bo3!
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Rolled 44 (1d100)>>5709153Please, I don't wanna fuck this up
Rolled 63 (1d100)>>5709153I believe in the heart of the cards
>>5709154>>5709175>>5709178>63Taking these. Writing...
>63Immediately, you identified the multi-limbed demon as one of the biggest threats present. Its blinding speed would’ve been too much for any normal person to keep up with, let alone a mutant with no perception enhancing powers to speak of.So, you swung over one of the fat demon’s swings, dove underneath to follow-up swing, and slid towards Glass. The grinning monster looked as if it was going to prepare another attack, but W distracted it at the last second by firing a series of web-bolts into its eyes. It recoiled immediately, falling back and swinging wildly at where she had been a moment ago.You refocused on the task at hand and waited for the speedy demon to slow down a bit. And after several seconds, it did just that, and you didn’t hesitate in coiling a pair of weblines around her slender neck.“You should really layer up! It gets cold out here at night. If you’re not careful, you might poke someone’s eye out with those things.”You gestured at all six of her bare breasts. The multi-limbed demon jumped and turned back to glare at you. Her serrated tail whipped back to sever the weblines, but the webbing around her throat remained. And before she could even think about tearing it all away, glass lunged at her, his hands formed into a pair of sharp spikes. Even with the momentary distraction, the demon’s reaction was unnervingly fast, but not quite fast enough to avoid being skewered by the Morlock boy.The demon gasped breathlessly as she simultaneously choked due to lack of oxygen and an excess of blood in her lungs. Black ichor poured from her mouth as she used her pincers to shatter the glass weapons and break off the engagement. But her movements were a lot slower, and the way she winced with each movement told you that Glass’ attack had done exactly what he wanted it to. Knowing him, he’d caused the tips of each lance to bloom and expand before the demon had a chance to break his arms. All those glass shards were still lodged inside of its torso, and they were only adding to its already substantial internal bleeding.You were just about to try and subdue its flailing legs, when a familiar shape blurred past you, spear in hand.Anastasia leapt towards the multi-limbed demon, landing on its back and stabbing her spear down through her back. The flaming tip exited through the abdomen, and the horrifying creature bucked and flailed as if she’d been stepping on hot coals. Ana twisted the spear, and you could see the demon’s bladed tail turning to strike at her.You kept the appendage still with a well aimed webline, planting your feet into the ground and pulling with all your might.(Cont.)
Not wanting to miss his chance, Glass kicked off his shoes and skated towards the demon with an impressive burst of speed. He grew another pair of glass blades along his arms and struck out at her legs and abdomen as he slid under her. The demon collapsed in an instant, becoming impaled on the little transparent caltrops that Glass had left in his wake during his passing.Anastasia yanked her spear out as the creature fell. With a mighty roar, she swung it over her head and aimed the flaming edge at the demon’s slender neck. The spear-tip cleaved clean through its flesh, sending her head flying in a shower of black blood.“Whoa…”You swallowed hard, fighting down a surge of admiration so that you weren’t just staring dumbly at your lover in the middle of a fight. As soon as you were able, you turned and swung back over to the fat demon, hoping that Glass and Ana could assist Iara in her battle.W was still deftly avoiding the acid bile of the fat demon, but she was quickly running out of immediately traversable terrain to make use of with its constant thrashing and melting of her surroundings. So, you decided to punish it for puking all over the place.You waited for the next time it opened its gaping maw, and as soon as you were in position, you swung around and launched a couple dozen flaming web-balls into its waiting mouth!“Hope you’re hungry!”The process of creating them hadn’t been hard. You just ruled up some webbing, stuffed them into a sack(also made of webbing), set it on fire and tossed it towards the demon.Its eyes widened considerably when it sensed the unfathomably hot web balls trail along its tongue and sink down into its stomach. The creature gagged and staggered back, clutching at its throat with those inarticulate club-like hands.“Seriously, I know all the pretty fashion models do it, but it’s just not healthy to throw up that often. They must not be too big on body positivity in Hell.”In that moment, you launched yourself at the pudgy abomination, both your daggers bared in hands veiled in blazing, ghostly flame. Both superheated knives stabbed into its round belly, carving through it like…well, a hot knife through butter. Or in this case, it might be more appropriate to compare it to “a hot knife through blubber”.“But really, it’s what’s on the inside that matters!”The demon thrashed about wildly and let out a guttural roar the further you slid down its stomach, your blades becoming slick in guts, gore, and presumably, more acid. But this was most likely a weaker, or less potent version of it. Perhaps the mucus from its stomach served to protect you somewhat. You didn’t know for sure. You weren’t a turbo-nerd like your brother.The vile stuff sizzled on your skin, and you fought to keep from letting go of your knives prematurely. Unfortunately, however, the matter was taken out of your hands entirely.(Cont.)
Judging by its earlier movements, you deduced that the demon was far too slow and lumbering—its manual dexterity too clumsy and uncoordinated to do anything about an attack that was up-close and personal. But apparently, you’d severely underestimated it, because a moment later, an arm as thick as a tree trunk slammed into you from the left, knocking you clear away from the demon.Your body bounced along the pavement several times, skidding and sliding until you dug your hands into the ground to slow yourself down. You glared back up at the offending party with pure hatred, but that feeling was immediately replaced by amazement and…disgust.The demon hadn’t just swatted you away with that desperate swipe. It also pulverized a decent chunk of its stomach! Its guts were hanging out in plain sight, dragging along the ground as it heaved and staggered. The thing was far sturdier than it looked.“Ugh. I take it back. Your insides are ugly too…”As if it understood you perfectly, the demon roared and charged at you with more speed than you would’ve thought possible from a creature of its size. It was then that W sprung into action, landing on top of its head and yanking at one of its many horns.With a strained grunt, she managed to break one of them off and shoved the pointy end into its left eye. The demon bellowed and swatted at the silent webslinger with a reckless sort of desperation. You were about to prepare a webline trap so that you could cause it to trip, but it surprised you by vomiting another torrent of acid, first at you, and then into the sky to ward off W. Both of you swung away from the sudden downpour of acid rain, and Ana and Glass seemed to be able to take cover in time to avoid being splashed.But the Deep One wasn’t nearly so lucky.“Look out!”Locked in mortal combat with the long-haired demon, her movements were severely locked down. So much so that she didn’t have any time to avoid the acid. She kept fighting, her manic grin becoming a mask of pain as she gritted her teeth so hard that her gums bled. The acid burned her abnormally tough flesh upon contact, opening up holes in it and burning her clothes until they were little more than bloody tatters. You thought you could even see raw muscle through the holes that opened up in her flesh!With nothing but sheer tenacity and dogged determination, Iara fought on, struggling to remain conscious through the pain, no doubt. But your heart dropped when you saw the state of the long-haired demon. It whipped its long, silvery main around, roaring into the sky, almost completely unscathed!Somehow, it had shielded itself from the acid attack with its hair, the acrid substance sliding off it like water against laminated plastic. You didn’t know how this demon ranked on Elsa’s charts, but he seemed unusually strong for a demon minion.(Cont.)
What will you do?>Catapult yourself towards the horn protruding out of the fat demon’s eye and push it into his brain.>Create a massive, spiked, flaming web-ball and slam into the fat demon!>Team up with W to hogtie the acid demon.>Leave the acid demon to W and pile onto the blade-demon with everyone else!>Use your webbing to form a giant swordbreaker to catch the demon’s weapons.>Wrap the blade-demon's head in hair and webbing and set it ablaze!>Write-in.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip
>>5709267>>Team up with W to hogtie the acid demon.probably best to take out their AoE
>>5709267>Use your webbing to form a giant swordbreaker to catch the demon’s weapons.>But first, use our web to slingshot Glass into the fat demon, and signal Ana to take Iara were Cat and Prowler can come with a car to take Iara while she tries to recover.I'm confident that we can break the sword-demons blades in this single next turn and fight it before he can regrow them. Also, maybe we can cover our body with the flames in this combat. It should protect us from grab attacks or hell, even enhance us someway by using them like this.
>>5709267>>Catapult yourself towards the horn protruding out of the fat demon’s eye and push it into his brain.
>>5709389>>5709788>Catapult yourself towards the horn protruding out of the fat demon’s eye and push it into his brain.Roll 1d100, bo3!I'll update tomorrow morning as soon as I can.
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>>5709860>>5709864>>5710015>60Taking these. Writing...
>60Determined not to let the fat demon spew anymore acid around the battlefield, you leapt into the air and fired a pair of weblines behind you without looking. Both projectiles hit their mark and, with a snap, you were pulled back by the shear tension of the taut threads. You flipped backwards once, and then lined up another set of weblines to send you hurtling towards the head of the acid demon. A second later, you were launched through the air like a human slingshot, tucking in your legs and preparing to kick down with all your might at your target.The fat demon looked up dumbly at you, just in time to receive a flying kick to the face. Specifically, where W had impaled its eye with its broken horn. The impact was enough to slam its back into a nearby building, causing the wall to crack and crumble under its immense weight. The horn dug deeper, but you knew that it could’ve gone deeper. So, you connected multiple weblines to its face and the side of the crumbling building, and began pulling with every ounce of strength that you could muster. Slowly, but surely, the horn sank deeper into its head. So much so that your boots were becoming drenched in its vile blood. It was only due to your feet’s adhesive qualities that you avoided slipping off.And while the creature hadn’t died immediately, you were sure that its motor control had taken a serious hit from the permanent brain injury you were giving it. Its arms flailed drunkenly in an attempt to swat you away, but W was doing a fantastic job at webbing its arms to the ground and walls. And just when you thought that you’d be able to pull this off without any more major hiccups, a long, slimy tendril coiled around your torso, and the affected area exploded into pain!You screamed, momentarily releasing your grip on the weblines, but you struggled to hang on by the very tips of your fingers. A long, snake-like tongue wrapped around the weblines, melting them down in mere seconds. Through the blinding pain, you wondered just how long it would take for that to happen to you.With its tongue alone, the fat demon pulled you away from the horn and held you in front of it, staring at you with its one remaining good eye. Its sclera was pitch black, with a single bright white pupil puncturing through the darkness. It shone brilliantly, but there was something inherently sinister about it that sent a shiver down your spine. Or maybe that was just the acid eating through your flesh. It was hard to tell at this point.The demon laughed evilly, opened its mouth unnaturally wide as if it meant to swallow you whole. And maybe it did. Your mind raced as it drew you nearer, its putrid breath making your eyes sting and your nostrils burn.“Burn”.Hmm. What if…(Cont.)
You slowed your breathing and forced your hands to ignite! Halfway into its mouth, you felt as much as heard the demon gasp. But you weren’t about to stop there. You were going to have to burn a lot hotter if you wanted to free yourself. So this time, you didn’t try to control it.Absently, in the back of your mind, somewhere beyond the pain and fear that clouded your mind, you remembered an old saying your dad taught you once.When you were so angry that you thought you couldn’t take it anymore, put it in a box, and save it for later. And when the time felt right, open the box, and let it all out.That was probably an unhealthy repression of emotion by any therapist’s standards, but you understood what he was getting at. The trick wasn’t to avoid getting angry. It was to save your anger for something that mattered.So, that’s what you did. You opened the box.A frenzied shout filled your ears, and it took you a moment to realize that it was your own. Pale green fire trailed up your arms and onto your shoulders, before spreading to your chest and back. You were burning hot! So much so that you thought you might pass out from the intensity of it. You grew lightheaded, and your muscles screamed as something other than physical stamina drained within you.You couldn’t keep this up for much longer, you knew, but you didn’t have to. Soon enough, the fat demon decided that it had had enough, and it released its slimy grip on you like a child yanking its hand away from a hot stove. It took everything you had to avoid passing out, and your hand automatically reached up to snag a nearby light pole with a webline.Your limp form swung out of the demon’s gaping maw, still on fire, and feeling as if you might suffocate from the lack of oxygen. Too hot. Fire must be burning it up before it can reach your lungs. Or your brain…Through bleary eyes, your vision slightly distorted by the heat haze shrouding your body, you glanced back at the fight between W and the fat demon. Somehow, she’d managed to ensnare its head in some sort of improvised reverse bear trap. It fought feebly as she pulled the horn deeper and deeper into its brain from behind its head. The building that she’d used as a foundation for this web structure was quickly crumbling, however, and you feared that it might give out before her opponent did.A second later, your worst fears came to fruition, and the strain on the building became too great for its foundations to support. In a cloud of dust, W, the demon and about half of the building all collapsed , causing a wave of concrete and debris to sweep out onto the street, clouding your vision even more.The sudden rush of force did very little to put out the flames engulfing your body, so you searched desperately for a way to put them out. After a few seconds, your wish came in the form of a fire hydrant!(Cont.)
You crawled towards it, snagging the side of it with a webline and pulling with everything you had left. It came off with an audible crunch, and you breathed in deep as a torrent of cold water washed over you and doused the pale green flames.You basked in the soothing sensation that water had on your fresh acid burns. It was a genuine struggle to push yourself off of the ground and onto shaky feet. Your muscles screamed, and you tried your best to ignore them. They’d settle down soon enough.Through the cloud of dust, you could see three familiar shapes wrestling with a larger creature with two blade-like protrusions at the end of its arms. Now that Ana and Glass had joined the fight, they were able to give Iara some breathing room.In melee range, the Morlock boy was only able to get in shallow cuts before being forced to retreat, his own weapons being far more fragile and lacking the range to commit to an attack without endangering himself unnecessarily. However, you did spot a few crystal lances embedded in the demon’s body. You had no doubt that Glass was repeating the same technique he’d used on his previous opponent. But that didn’t appear to be slowing the demon down much. It was still fighting as if its own injuries meant nothing at all to it.Ana was fighting more conservatively, perfectly aware that a single slip-up could result in her immediate dismemberment. Iara seemed to be taking a moment to catch her breath and lick her wounds. You’d remembered how bad they looked earlier. She did heal faster than most people, but you weren’t deluded enough to think that she wasn’t in a world of pain right now.What will you do?>Go and check on W. You didn’t see her walk out of that pile of rubble.>Tell the others to get clear and hit him with your Resonance Amplifier on its highest setting!>Load a Garlic Pepper Pellet into your wrist launcher and fire it at the demon’s nose. Maybe it uses scent to navigate.>Try to recreate the human fireball trick and engulf the demon in pale green flames!>Stick him with the remainder of your web bombs to lock him down.>Write-in.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip
>>5710339>Tell the others to get clear and hit him with your Resonance Amplifier on its highest setting!>Go and check on W. You didn’t see her walk out of that pile of rubble.
>>5710339>>Load a Garlic Pepper Pellet into your wrist launcher and fire it at the demon’s nose. Maybe it uses scent to navigate.
>>5710339>>Tell the others to get clear and hit him with your Resonance Amplifier on its highest setting!No need to check on W, either already crushed by rubble, or she's fine
>>5710342>>5710359>>5710486>Tell the others to get clear and hit him with your Resonance Amplifier on its highest setting!>Go and check on W. You didn’t see her walk out of that pile of rubble.Taking these. Writing...
Reaching around for your Resonance Amplifier, you were relieved to find that it was mostly undamaged by your sudden outburst. You activated it, pointed it at the last remaining demon and cranked it up to the highest setting.This had better work…!“Everyone, move!”Without asking why, everyone other than the demon obeyed your command. It turned to snarl at you, only to be blasted by a deafeningly high-pitched, concentrated soundwave. The resulting attack shattered the glass of nearby windows and shook you to your very core. Even with the built-in stabilizers, you regretted not creating a pair of webbed earmuffs before firing this thing. But your reaction was far more tame than the demon’s.It clutched at its ears and roared in pain. Its hair seemed to stand on end as it straightened and squirmed as if it was a living thing. After a few seconds, it appeared to adjust slightly to the head-splitting pain, and began to stomp towards you. The closer it got, the more the sound-waves grew in intensity. Despite this, the demon forged on. It ignored the rippling and tearing of its red flesh, the bleeding of its ears, and likely the rupturing of its internal organs. Even still, it fought with every fiber of its being to reach you, even going so far as to dig its knuckle blades into the ground to gain a bit more traction.You took a step back, and the relentless monster took that as encouragement. It roared, spitting blood and bile as it did so, before leaping high into the air! You moved to track it with your sonic cannon, but the demon seemed determined to end your life before you could do any further damage to it.It wound its arm back to strike at you, and…a cluster of thick, crystal spears impaled it from the side, interrupting its momentum and weighing it down to the point of causing it to plummet back down to the ground.You opened your mouth to thank Glass for the assist, but he looked just as confused as you did. And those crystals had come from the wrong direction, so who…?“I hope I wasn’t interrupting anything. Now seemed like the opportune time to step in.”A familiar voice came from a nearby alleyway, and a woman with dark skin and an even darker cloak walked out to greet you. For a second you’d forgotten her name, but seeing the cross branded on her left cheek instantly reminded you of your encounter with her. This was Oya, Louise’s superior in the Nightguard!Her eyes shone with bright, mismatched color. One was vibrant blue, and the other blazing orange. Those brilliant eyes flicked towards the ground, and her hand moved out of her cloak.The air around you noticeably dropped in temperature, and the downed demon, which had been slowly creeping towards you, was now a pincushion filled with thick ice shards.Once it had stopped moving entirely, Oya returned her attention to you.“Thanks for the assist. But if you don’t mind me asking, what’re you doing here?”(Cont.)
She held out a hand and you took it. It was cold to the touch.“If you recall, me and the Kravinoff family are working closely together to coordinate the next Great Hunt. When I heard that Anastasia was building powerful connections in this city, I thought it best to investigate further. And that it is when I stumbled upon signs of strong, demonic activity.”You nodded slowly.“So you hunt demons, too. I’m starting to see why.”You glared hatefully at the dead demons scattered throughout the area. When your gaze landed on the collapsed building, your eyes went wide and you nearly dropped your sonic cannon in your rush to check the wreckage for W’s body. You hadn’t seen her crawl out of there!You shouted her name, tearing through the rubble and tossing it aside with reckless abandon. The others came to join you a moment later. Everyone except Oya. You were about to shout at her, but you noticed her staring at a particular spot in the wreckage, her orange eye flaring a bit.“Try searching there. I sense a warm body.”You all paused for a moment, and then you followed her lead without asking any questions. Sure enough, you found her exactly where Oya had pointed out. She was curled up, covering her extremities as a pile of concrete and rebar weighed her down. She looked hurt, but nowhere near as bad as Iara. Although, that was only judging from what you could see on the surface.Glass hovered over her protectively, his own cracks slowly sealing themselves now that the battle was over.“Is she…?”“I think she’ll be okay. People like us tend to heal fast. But we should get her looked at, just in case.”You picked her up gingerly, trying to ignore your own injuries as you did so. Iara reached out like she wanted to take her from you, but one look at her told you that she shouldn’t have been standing right now. That acid rain had really done a number on her.You were about to tell her, or anyone else to call for transport, but your thoughts were interrupted by a line of black SUVs rolling down the street and pincering you from both sides. Their tires screeched to a halt, and a small army of well-dressed, and well-armed men and women began filing out to surround you.The Morlocks that were still conscious adopted fighting stances, and you attempted to shield W with your body as they pointed their guns at you. The bruised and battered clone groaned miserably in your arms.Oya just looked on curiously, seemingly detached from the entire spectacle.From the firing squad in front of you, a man and woman parted their ranks without having to speak a word. They now stood at the forefront of who you assumed were their hired thugs.(Cont.)
The man had a peculiar appearance. He was tall, thin and wore a close-fitting leather trench coat with a fully tailored black suit underneath. The white pinstripes that you could see from underneath his trench coat were the only diversification of color besides his dress shirt, which was of a slightly lighter shade of gray.He had a squarish jaw, but the rest of his face seemed a bit too thin and gaunt. He had almost no hair, except for the single lock of hair that hung in front of his face. It wasn’t a good look, and you sincerely hoped that he’d sent his barber to the dungeon for giving him that haircut.The person next to him was a bit better looking, though. She wore a plaid, sleeveless shirt, exposing the many tattoos she had spread along her arms. But you were paying less attention to those than you were the outstanding rack that was practically bursting out of her shirt. They weren’t as glorious as Felicia’s but you were still impressed.You dragged your gaze away from them and focused on the plain skirt she wore just above the knee, hugging her generous curves. Her face was…a bit plain, but her big hair and stylized makeup and accessories made up for it. Upon noticing your inspection, she smugly pushed up her glasses and her considerable bust in one fluid movement. She was currently smiling at you, but the man next to you was not. His face was scrunched up in a scowl that could put J.J.J to shame.“In only two days, you have somehow managed to ruin several years worth of planning! Do you have any idea what I went through to amass such a large army of demons right under everyone’s noses?”You’re guessing that this was Mr. Degli. You had to say, he was a lot more unimpressive in person. More like a wannabe goth hipster than a credible threat.“No, but I’m sure you’re gonna tell me.”You did NOT have time to let this dork monologue for an hour until Elsa showed up!The man’s eyes flashed, and for the briefest moments, your spider sense blared in the back of your mind with enough urgency that you nearly dropped W to run. It was like being caught out in a blizzard, naked and wet. You’d never felt anything like it. You worked to get your heartbeat back to a regular rhythm. This must’ve been what Ana was talking about.The man’s eyes were wide now, and stepped towards you purposefully.“You took everything from me. My contracts, my sanctuary, my army. You’ll pay dearly for every slight you’ve made against me. I’ll take it out of your hide and flay your soul where you stand, just to prolong your suffering for as long as humanly possible.”Oya stepped in front of you, not willing to entertain this game any longer.“Do you think you can burst into flames again?”You handed W to Iara and stepped back a bit.“I can try. Why? Do you have a plan?”She nodded.“Just trust me.”(Cont.)
Instead of arguing, you took a deep breath, closed your eyes and focused on the sensation you felt when the fat demon tried to swallow you whole. Your entire body burst into pale green flames, and you could feel your breath leaving you in that exact same instant. But instead of choking or burning yourself out, you could feel the heat rapidly dissipate from your body. Just like before, the temperature in the immediate area dropped considerably, and you watched as the green flames you’d just generated flew into Oya’s hands!With a sweeping flourish, she conjured up a cone of ice to protect herself, and everyone near her. Degli’s men began to fire a moment later, their bullets slowly chipping away at the hastily made ice fortress’ defenses.What will you do?>Work with Oya to reinforce the ice walls until Elsa, Frank and Flint can get here.>Signal Cat and Prowler to get into position. As soon as these guys are distracted, you’ll have them jump out and ambush these guys from behind!>Feed as much fire as you can into Oya so that she can fight Degli at full strength!>Jump out of the top of barrier and toss out your web bombs to disable Degli's men.>Slip out of the barrier and open fire! These guys couldn't hit you if you laid down to take a nap.>Write-in.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip
>>5711143>>Feed as much fire as you can into Oya so that she can fight Degli at full strength!i am fire i am death
>>5711143>Work with Oya to reinforce the ice walls until Elsa, Frank and Flint can get here.
>>5711149quip "say when"
>>5711143>>Feed as much fire as you can into Oya so that she can fight Degli at full strength!
>>5711149>>5711215>Feed as much fire as you can into Oya so that she can fight Degli at full strength!Roll 1d100+10, bo3 to see just how much power you can conjure up!
Rolled 27 + 10 (1d100 + 10)>>5711451say it with me, MAXIMUM SPIDER!
>>5711455ok this one wasn't even mid spider
Rolled 52 + 10 (1d100 + 10)>>5711451
Rolled 62 + 10 (1d100 + 10)>>5711451
>>5711455>>5711460>>5711476>72Taking these. Writing...
>72You shook your hands out, bounced on the tips of your toes, and shook your head from side to side. Alright, you could do this. Just give her everything you’ve got and hope that you don’t die from suffocation, gunshot wounds or violent soul mutilation. No pressure.“Just say when.”You took a deep breath and prepared to “Flame On”, when you saw Ana pulling out her spear and setting it ablaze. Everyone stared at it in surprise, before you and Oya finally understood what her intention was.“It might break your enchantment.”Oya warned her. Ana just shook her head and pushed the spear closer.“I would prefer it dying.”Glass and Iara nodded their agreement.Oya shrugged and began siphoning fire from the spear tip. You took that as your cue to join in, and after a few tries, you managed to successfully repeat your “walking fireball” trick. Pale green flame enveloped your entire body, before quickly dissipating as Oya absorbed them from you. You pushed even harder, devoting all of your attention to feeding the flames, struggling just to keep up with the rate of the Senior Nightguard’s absorption capabilities. The other two just stood by and watched in awe, wondering whether this would be enough to get you out of this alive.Eventually, the ice walls were beginning to crack under the weight of the constant gunfire pelting them from all angles. But right before they went down, you made sure to give Oya every last drop of your power. When you were absolutely certain that the well was completely dry, you fell to one knee and sucked in a breath. Your lungs burned from a severe lack of oxygen, and your muscles ached for reasons that you couldn’t entirely explain.Oya’s blue eye blazed with power. So much so that it all just looked like one solid color. She Shoved her arms towards the ground and the ice walls exploded outwards, temporarily leaving you undefended…or so you thought.A wave of freezing air swept out, knocking some bullets off course and outright ripping the momentum out of others. You watched as countless frozen pellets fell and shattered to the ground. But other than that, you heard no more gunfire. And that’s when you realized that everyone other than Mr. Degli had been frozen solid!The water that had once covered the ground had now frozen solid into a jagged sheet of ice. Degli’s men had frozen where they stood. Some looked panicked, while others hadn’t even realized what was happening to them until it was too late.Even Degli’s right-hand woman had a shocked expression frozen onto her face, her arms held up to shield herself from Oya’s unblockable attack.Only their leader stood unscathed, his thick boots slightly sticking to the ground and his hair a bit mussed, but he was otherwise unharmed. He was staring at Oya with renewed interest. He hadn’t even deigned to acknowledge her before, but now…(Cont.)
Iara hissed at him.“What’s it take to kill this guy?”He laughed, his face curling into a smile that you could only describe as oily.“Three mutants skulking around my city. Am I perhaps being targeted by the X-Men?”You frowned and glanced at the other two. They were glancing at each other, and then Ana. She shrugged, and then every eye fell on Oya. She scowled at him.“The X-Men’s business is their own. This is mine.”She pushed another wave of freezing energy at him, and this time, the entire city block became covered in frost! Degli was pushed back a bit, but he dug his heels in and pushed back, clearly struggling against the Nightguard’s overwhelming power. You noticed then that he had several rings on fingers that were glowing brightly. You weren’t an expert in magic, but you felt comfortable guessing that those rings were heavily enchanted, thus granting him a supreme amount of protection from Oya’s attacks.“You’re powerful indeed…but not powerful enough to do more than inconvenience me!”He pointed a finger at Oya, and your eyes went wide. You might not have much strength left in your body, but your Spider Sense never seemed to run out of battery.“Get down!”Oya hastily erected a frost wall and dove for cover as a bright white projectile smashed straight through her barrier with no trouble at all!Degli found his footing once more after Oya ceased her relentless assault. He waggled his finger back and forth with a sinister smirk plastered across his face. He switched from target to target, before settling on the most vulnerable of your number.W.Your heart sank, and you moved to yank both her and Iara out of the way, but the arrival of yet another familiar face drew everyone’s attention. And to your great relief, she had arrived way ahead of schedule.“Don’t you go pointing that finger at them, Blackheart. God knows where it's been.”Elsa Bloodstone stomped across a frozen field, her brown trench coat billowing in the wind. She was carrying what looked to be an old-fashioned pistol made of wood in her right hand, pointing it directly at Degli.He sneered at Elsa at first, but as soon as he saw the gun, he jolted in place. The man looked as if he might piss himself on the spot!You gave the gun a closer look, and was surprised to learn that your earlier assessment had been incorrect. The gun wasn’t made of wood, after all. Its texture almost reminded you of marbled meat, but the surface of it was too sinewy. Too dark. And… was that a hissing noise coming from the barrel?“Is that…!?”Elsa’s grin widened. She eyed the gun appreciatively, running her gloved hands over its glossy surface.(Cont.)
“Yup. It’s a ‘Breathing Gun’. Not many of these still around, but I reckon you know more about this thing than I do. Kills angels and demons indiscriminately, and they don’t ever miss. What say you, ‘Degli’. Would you like to find out whether these bullets would have any effect on you? I’m welcome to test that theory if you are.”She pointed the gun back at him and the hissing noise became louder. Degli bared his teeth in a snarl and pointed his finger at Elsa. Both of them stared each other down like that for a while longer, before Degli lowered his hand and turned to walk away.You watched as he placed a hand on the frozen woman’s arm, somehow causing her to defrost in an instant. She fell into his arms, and he slung her over his shoulder as if she were nothing more than luggage.He turned to give you and Elsa one last dirty look. It was as if he was murdering all of you in his mind at that very moment.“Make no mistake. I will remember this.”Then, he snapped his fingers, and in the blink of an eye, he and the woman were gone.Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Elsa included. Her appearance wavered, and you squinted to get a better look at her.The “Breathing Gun” disappeared from her hand as if it had never been there, and the inconsistent shape of her shadow led you to believe she was using a cloaking device. The fake Elsa disabled the device on her wrist, revealing Sarah to be standing in her place. She wasn’t wearing the Terrible Eye mask this time.“It’s a good thing he never tried to examine the illusion, or we’d most likely be dead right about now.”What will you do?>Laugh and pass out. You were EXHAUSTED!>”How many of you guys are hiding back there? We’ve got an awful lot of guest stars today.”>”You came back? Why? Did Elsa or Gloria send you?”>”Hey, Sarah. Fancy meeting you here.”>”Thanks. We owe you one.”>”What the hell’s a ‘Breathing Gun’, and where do I get one?”>”Please tell me that I didn’t just piss off an extremely high-ranking demon. Surely that won’t come back to bite me in the ass someday later, right?”>”I’m definitely getting into Heaven for that, right? I’ve had to at least earned some good boy points after fighting against the forces of evil.">Write-in.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip
>>5711758>>”How many of you guys are hiding back there? We’ve got an awful lot of guest stars today.”not complaining tho>”I’m definitely getting into Heaven for that, right? I’ve had to at least earned some good boy points after fighting against the forces of evil."
>>5711758>”Hey, Sarah. Fancy meeting you here.”>”How many of you guys are hiding back there? We’ve got an awful lot of guest stars today.”>”Thanks. We owe you one.”
y'know I wonder if horton cells could improve on these new fire powers, wouldn't that be cool
>>5711758>”Hey, Sarah. Fancy meeting you here.”>"Defeat demons by finger guns." *finger guns*
>>5711758>>”I’m definitely getting into Heaven for that, right? I’ve had to at least earned some good boy points after fighting against the forces of evil.">”What the hell’s a ‘Breathing Gun’, and where do I get one?”>”Thanks. We owe you one.”
>>5711762>>5711763>>5711773>>5711820>”Hey, Sarah. Fancy meeting you here.”>”How many of you guys are hiding back there? We’ve got an awful lot of guest stars today.”>”Thanks. We owe you one">”I’m definitely getting into Heaven for that, right? I’ve had to at least earned some good boy points after fighting against the forces of evil."Taking these. Writing...>>5711768It's worth a try!
From where you sat, you waved lazily at the sorceress.“Hey, Sarah. Fancy meeting you here.”She gave you a lopsided grin.“Not really. All I had to do to find you was to travel in the opposite direction of where everyone was running from.”Fair enough.“You’re not even the first person to jump to my rescue in the last five minutes. How many of you guys are hiding back there, anyway? We’ve got an awful lot of guest stars today.”She smoothed her dress and slowly hovered several inches above the frozen ground. She was still wearing heels, and it was a clear struggle for her to walk in a straight line on such uneasy terrain.“I can only speak for myself, I’m afraid. Anyone still hiding would find it more than a little awkward to come out and show their faces now.”You hoped Cat and Prowler weren’t around to hear that.“Thanks, anyway. We owe you one. Both of you.”You quickly gestured to Oya. She inclined her head slightly, while Sarah nodded and gave you a pleasant smile.Glass agreed with your sentiment, but Iara was still staring at Oya, who stubbornly stared ahead without meeting her gaze.“He’s right. We appreciate what you two did here. You didn’t have to fight.”Sarah shook her head.“I was willing to leave Elsa to her business and find a place to hide until it all blew over, but that was before I knew Arch-Demons had gotten into the city. I have friends here for a convention, and I would hate it if they got their souls devoured while I wasn’t looking.”Glass’ jaw opened and closed several times, and he looked like he wanted to ask whether that was an actual possibility. Ana just scoffed.“Is that what those creatures were? They were worthy prey indeed. I have not needed to fight like that in quite some time.”She sounded simultaneously proud and relieved at the same time. And the way she was eyeing that severed demon’s head gave you reason to believe that she was considering mounting it on a wall.“I’m definitely getting into Heaven for that, right? I’ve had to at least earned some good boy points after bravely combating the forces of evil.”Oya chuckled lightly, but she still didn’t look terribly pleased at the moment.“One can only hope, Huntsman. Although, I’m afraid that you’ve only just dipped your foot in. The war between Heaven and Hell is constant, and we must all do our part to ensure that creatures such as these can never leave their realm.”Ana gently nudged you with an elbow and flashed you a savage grin.“She might be right. We will have to kill far more demons to even approach Heaven’s doorstep.”You laughed, but it quickly turned into a pained cough. Breathing hurt."Hey, it beats sitting in church all day. I think this might be the start of a new Easter/Christmas/Thanksgiving tradition. The kids'll love it."(Cont.)
Iara leaned close and squinted at the Nightguard.“Are you really a mutant like that goth freak said you were? Is that why you helped us?”Finally, Oya turned up to lock eyes with the shark girl. And the look she gave her was…pitying, you thought. Genuinely mournful, and filled with resentment that wasn’t entirely aimed at Iara.“No. I care very little for the affairs of mutants.”“Other mutants, you mean.”“Deep…”Glass looked like he wanted to step between the two, but Iara wasn’t giving him any room to butt in.“...Yes.”That single word looked and sounded like it had to be dragged out of her. Iara huffed out a breath and nodded slowly.“Need any help?”Oya’s bright, multi-colored eyes widened at that. She blinked several times and frowned slightly.“I’m sorry?”Iara’s eyes swiveled in their sockets, and you realized that was her version of rolling her eyes at someone.“Do you need any help?”She spoke the same words as last time, only louder and more slowly.“We’ve got a place for you to stay if you’re having trouble. It’s not as nice as Xavier’s, but it isn’t as stuck up either.”Oya stared at her for a while longer, her eyes searching the other mutant’s for a while before she shook her head and threw on her hood.“No. That won’t be necessary. Consorting with mutants would be of no interest to me.”Now it was Iara’s turn to frown.“And why the hell not? You’re a mutant too, aren’t you?”The Nightguard turned back to stare at her, and there was something cold in her eyes now.“Because mutants are an abomination.”Iara’s jaw dropped, and everyone went still as Oya pulled her hood further over her head and turned to look at you and Ana. She had said it so easily, as if it were an indisputable fact. There was not a spark of anger in those words.“The Nightguard appreciates your work here. We wish you luck in your endeavors going forward. Now, if you will excuse me…”Then, as if nothing had happened, she started to walk away, ice melting rapidly in her path to the point of near-instant evaporation. It was only when she was about halfway down the street when Iara’s senses returned to her, and she nearly chased the woman down to beat some sense into her!Glass held her back as best as he could without worsening her injuries. He’d had to hand W off to Ana in order to do that, and that meant that no one was helping you stand. So, it was back to the floor with you.(Cont.)
What will you do?>”Girl’s got some real issues. I wonder if the Nightguard offers therapy.”>”Why are all monster hunters so dramatic? Elsa’s the least depressing one that I’ve ever met.”>”Cool your jets, Deep. You’re in worse shape than anyone else here. You need to rest.”>”I hope the other guys are having an easier time than we did, because I don’t think I’m up for another round.”>(Turn to Sarah.) “You mentioned that you had friends here. Are they also witches and wizards?”>”Let’s head back before someone else shows up.”>Chase after Oya. You wanted to talk to her a bit more.>Write-in.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip
>>5712546>"I'll never understand the mutant hatred. Why does every other superpowered weirdo gets a pass, but not mutants?">”Let’s head back before someone else shows up.”
>>5712546>>”Cool your jets, Deep. You’re in worse shape than anyone else here. You need to rest.”>(Turn to Sarah.) “You mentioned that you had friends here. Are they also witches and wizards?”well that's another supervillain scheduled to return and we haven't even gotten to the vampires.
>>5712546>Shout after her: "Not cool, man.">"I'll never understand the mutant hatred. Why does every other superpowered weirdo gets a pass, but not mutants?">”Let’s head back before someone else shows up.”
>>5712547>>5712690>>5712707>>5712895>"I'll never understand the mutant hatred. Why does every other superpowered weirdo gets a pass, but not mutants?">”Let’s head back before someone else shows up.”Taking these. Writing...
You shook your head at her retreating back.“I’ll never understand the mutant hatred. Why does every other superpowered weirdo get a pass, but not mutants?”Glass grunted as he struggled to hold Iara back, but she eventually gave up. Ana crossed her arms and gave the Morlocks a questioning look.“I have wondered about this as well. My father has often expressed the sentiment of referring to mutants and Inhumans as ‘Apex predators’. The next evolution of mankind. It is a naturally occurring phenomenon, if I am correct. Not entirely human, but…something more”Glass nodded begrudgingly.“It’s because they don’t understand what causes the X-Gene. Not exactly, anyway. Mutates like yourselves can be recreated with the right conditions. That’s why you’ve got more than one Hulk running around, and about a handful of Captain America wannabes.”He turned to face you, his eyes crystal clear.“But mutants can literally be anyone, and their powers can vary greatly. Without any experimental formulas or freak accidents, a random mutant can have the power to burn the world around them if they even get a little bit upset. An untrained mutant grows up not being able to control their powers completely, and that makes them an unknown quantity amongst the rest of the human population. Mutants like Magento and the Brotherhood give us a bad name, and people start to think of us like walking time-bombs.”“We’re just like anyone else. We just look different. Not as pretty as the rest of you.”Iara spoke up, her breaths coming in a bit ragged.“Well…most of us aren’t. Poster boys and girls like Cyclops and Jean Grey don’t get it. They’re born looking perfect, but they cry about how they have it just as bad as the rest of us. I know it’s petty, but I just can’t think of us having the same problems most of the time. It’s what makes hanging out with the Morlocks feel more comfortable. We don’t have to lie to ourselves. The world’s never going to accept us. Not completely, anyway.”Glass put a transparent hand on her arm. Her features softened a bit when she looked at him.“Callie taught me that it’s okay to be a freak; to love myself. I don’t want to be ashamed of what I am, but I’m also not deluded enough to think that we’ll be able to change the minds of the people that reject us. Some people just won’t like you on principle, and they never will. And I’m fine with that. I just want to do right by the people that I like, and the people that like me.”(Cont.)
She gave you a playful wink, but you could tell that she was still in a world of pain. She had to know that she looked like a complete wreck right now, but she didn’t seem to let that affect her confidence. Or maybe it wasn’t real confidence at all. Could all her flirting be nothing more than bluster and bravado? Did she really expect you to reciprocate those feelings in her current state, or were these the games of a woman who, deep down, still saw herself as someone who was unable to be loved by non-mutants.The thought depressed you, and you nearly missed Anastasia giving you a funny look when Iara blew a kiss at you. In front of Sophie, she hadn’t even looked remotely worried. But against someone that she couldn’t immediately stomp into the ground, she looked far more uncertain.Glass nodded his agreement, pretending not to notice the entire exchange.“Callisto’s done a lot for us, but I can’t help but think that having us go into hiding isn’t the right solution. I want to find a proper home for us one day. Somewhere we won’t be forced to fight, where humans won’t attack us or discriminate against us on sight. I don’t want a mutant utopia like Xavier or Magneto.”Coexistence. It was such a novel concept for mutants, and it shouldn’t seem nearly as impossible as most people made it seem. As far as you could tell, mutants really weren’t so different from anyone else. Hell, these guys turned out to be better friends than you ever would’ve expected. They were kind, funny, and loyal to a fault. If you did right by them, they’d do right by you.You weren’t sure if you were considered a ‘Friend to the Mutants” in their minds, but you’d like to believe that the Morlocks thought of you as an ally. Even if Callisto never actually referred to you as a friend out loud, it was your firm belief that you were quickly becoming best friends. Otherwise, she wouldn’t tolerate your presence during your training sessions.“Let’s head back before anyone else shows up.”Everyone nodded their agreement and turned to follow you, carrying W in tow. Although, there was something else that needed to be said here.>”I hope you guys find what you’re looking for. If possible, I’d like to be the one to help you find it.”>”I think I might know a way for you guys to improve your reputation in the city. There’s a woman called Silver Sable who’s looking for people to help her hunt down criminals. I think you guys would be a perfect fit for her little outfit.”>”Maybe people would have a slightly better opinion of you guys if you rebranded your identities a bit. New costumes and new names, and all that.”>”Hey, guys? Has Callisto ever called me her friend when I’m not around? If so, please let me know so I can tease her about it when we get back.”>”And for the record, Iara, I like you too. So if you could try not to get mauled in nearly every fight you get into, that’d be great.”>Write-in.
>>5713879>"Everyone wants a better world. Everyone just has a different opinion on what a better world should look like.">”And for the record, Iara, I like you too. So if you could try not to get mauled in nearly every fight you get into, that’d be great.”
>>5713879>”I hope you guys find what you’re looking for. If possible, I’d like to be the one to help you find it.”>”I think I might know a way for you guys to improve your reputation in the city. There’s a woman called Silver Sable who’s looking for people to help her hunt down criminals. I think you guys would be a perfect fit for her little outfit.”
>>5713879>>"Everyone wants a better world. Everyone just has a different opinion on what a better world should look like.">”I think I might know a way for you guys to improve your reputation in the city. There’s a woman called Silver Sable who’s looking for people to help her hunt down criminals. I think you guys would be a perfect fit for her little outfit.”
>>5713879>>”Hey, guys? Has Callisto ever called me her friend when I’m not around? If so, please let me know so I can tease her about it when we get back.”
>>5713879>>5714123Adding>”Hey, guys? Has Callisto ever called me her friend when I’m not around? If so, please let me know so I can tease her about it when we get back.”To my vote
>>5713897>>5713903>>5714123>>5714141>>5714470>"Everyone wants a better world. Everyone just has a different opinion on what a better world should look like.">”I think I might know a way for you guys to improve your reputation in the city. There’s a woman called Silver Sable who’s looking for people to help her hunt down criminals. I think you guys would be a perfect fit for her little outfit.”>”Hey, guys? Has Callisto ever called me her friend when I’m not around? If so, please let me know so I can tease her about it when we get back.”Taking these. Writing...
Somewhere along the way, Sarah excused herself and simply…disappeared. You assumed that it was just another “magic thing” and banished it from your mind. You weren’t too worried about abrupt goodbyes and pleasantries, though. You’d promised her a favor, and you made sure to remember to expect her to cash in on that someday. Or maybe she wouldn’t. Either way, you’d try your best not to be surprised by her action or inaction going forward.“Everyone wants a better world. Everyone just has a different opinion on what a better world should look like.”Iara nodded.“World can’t be perfect for everybody. All you can do is aim for the majority and try to manage the rest.”“Or you find someone who’s goals line up with yours closely enough for you to support them. Someone with more power, ambition and resources at their disposal.”Glass was the one carrying W now, and it sounded like she was starting to wake up.Anastasia seemed to agree with that sentiment.“A strong leader is far more important than fanciful ideals and pleasant promises. Even kind, resolute men and women can break under pressure or fall prey to corruption.”“Speaking of strong leaders, I think I might know a way for you guys to improve your reputation in the city.”Everyone turned to stare at you, waiting expectantly.“There’s a woman called Silver Sable who’s looking for people to help her hunt down criminals. I think you guys would be a perfect fit for her little outfit.”The Morlocks exchanged thoughtful looks with you and each other. Then they looked at W. You weren’t sure if you wanted to make the same offer to her, if you were being terribly honest. Despite her appearances, she was still a bit too young and immature. She needed a half-decent upbringing, and you didn’t want to pressure her into hunting down bad guys, even if she was potentially very good at it.There was also the possibility of her providing surveillance via spider manipulation, but that also involves the risk of her seeing things that might negatively impact her development. It was definitely something to consider for the future.Iara was the first to speak up.“And she’s paying?”“Considering how she runs her own company, I’m under the impression that she’s more than capable of paying you guys.”There was an excited twinkle in Iara’s eyes now, and Glass seemed to like the idea of doing something that he considered to be helpful and productive.“We’re not going to be expected to kill people, are we?”You shook your head.“I’m assuming that you’ll be allowed to operate in whichever way pleases your conscience, but I’ll talk it over with her next time I see her.”“And…anyone can apply?”(Cont.)
You gave Ana a surprised look. She didn’t seem the type to care about whether people liked her or not, so you wondered why she would be interested. And then, you put the pieces together.“If I am to accompany you to your city, I imagine that I would need to find a way to keep myself occupied. A way to challenge myself. I’ve heard of this ‘Silver Sable’ and the exploits of her hunting party. I would be interested in meeting her.”“Of course! I can set up a meeting when we get back.”You felt a bit of excitement creeping into your voice. If Ana was actually considering staying in New York for a while, then that meant spending more time with her during your downtime. And your career offered a LOT of downtime.The two of you grinned at each other, and you spotted Iara giving you a thumbs up over Ana’s shoulder. It quickly became a much more obscene gesture, but a half-hearted elbow from Glass forced her to cut it out before Ana noticed.You rolled your eyes at her, but you were still smiling under your mask.“Hey, guys? Has Callisto ever called me her friend when I’m not around? If so, please let me know so I can tease her about it when we get back.”“She doesn’t say it outright, but you should see how excited she gets when she smells you coming.”Glass gave her a doubtful look.“I always see her checking her inventory of knives and throwing stars.”Iara rolled her eyes.“And she fixes her hair, checks her clothes and makes sure that she smells nice, despite living in a sewer. And I’ve caught her brushing up on her gaming skills when she thinks no one’s looking. You should challenge her next time you see her.”“Bi-weekly game nights don’t sound like a bad idea. I’ll run it past her next time I see her. It’ll be sweet payback for having her thrash me during our training sessions.”The four of you casually chatted like this on the way back to the Mirage Hotel, all thoughts of Demons and evil casino owners left behind as you went. The more you walked, the less your acid burns bothered you. Your uniform hadn’t even been damaged during that fight. Not a single rip or tear in sight. This Kree tech really was something else.—-------When you got back, the Morlocks were rushed into another room where W would be attended to by a medical professional. The other members of your team came to meet you and Elsa shortly afterward, followed by Gloria and her personal assistant, Koa.She looked incredibly pleased with herself, and you had a pretty good idea of why.“I could kiss you all right now. You actually managed to run Degli out of town! His business is in shambles, and his supporters are scattered to the wind. We’re still picking up the pieces and I’m sure we’ll discuss how we’re going to divide up the territory later, but this is a big win for us.”(Cont.)
Ana nodded. She was here to earn Gloria’s support, after all. And the more powerful she got, the more powerful an ally the Kravinoff family would earn.“I’m going to push for us to send our teams after the girls soon, but if you think you need more time, I think I can keep the others occupied with the cleanup effort of Degli’s public shit-show. Good work with those demons, by the way.”Elsa grinned at her, hands on her hips in a confident pose. She and Frank were still covered in blood, but the majority of it had been washed off before Gloria’s arrival.“Think nothing of it, luv! Of course, I wouldn’t be opposed to a little donation to the Bloodstone Curios’ coffers.”She rubbed her thumb, index and middle fingers together in a greedy gesture, but Gloria’s didn’t appear bothered by it. She wasn’t even terribly upset about your group trialing blood in her hotel.“I’m sure I can arrange for one of Degli’s lost magical items to fall into your lap.”What will you say?>”We’re ready for the Atlas Foundation heist whenever you are.”>”We might need a bit more time, actually. Me and my co-workers need to gear up before we kick things off.”>”Would it be too much to ask for one or two of those artifacts to find their way to us?”>”Any word from the girls or where they parked my spaceship?”>”Degli promised revenge before he left. Can I expect your help when and if he comes back to make good on that promise?”>”Actually, I’d like to put in a custom order.” (Write-in.)>Write-in.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip
>>5714666>>”Would it be too much to ask for one or two of those artifacts to find their way to us?”>"Feels like we've been running too many sidequests while ignoring the main story. Kinda want to at least have some more goodies for the next step."
>>5714666>>”We might need a bit more time, actually. Me and my co-workers need to gear up before we kick things off.”I was thinking what do we have left to use from our loot and we stll have to fix up the Darkhawk android, it might come in handy
>>5714666>”We might need a bit more time, actually. Me and my co-workers need to gear up before we kick things off.”>"I had a sudden upgrade on my powers and would like the chance to test them out first. Improvisation worked fighting the demons, but I would rather not find out I have any new dowsides in the middle of a mission".
>>5714666>>5715011Adding>"about that kiss....."
>>5714691>>5714727>>5714791>>5715011>”We might need a bit more time, actually. Me and my co-workers need to gear up before we kick things off.”>"I had a sudden upgrade on my powers and would like the chance to test them out first. Improvisation worked fighting the demons, but I would rather not find out I have any new downsides in the middle of a mission".Taking these. Writing...
“We might need a bit more time, actually. Me and my co-workers need to gear up before we kick things off.”“If you weren’t gonna say it, I was.”Gloria nodded at you and Prowler.“Very well. I’ll stall them for as long as I can. Let me know if there’s anything else that you need.”“I wrote up a list.”Cat waved a sheet of paper in front of Koa, who eyed it dubiously.Elsa gently nudged you with an elbow to get your attention.“Not gonna ask for anything?”You shook your head and stared down at your hands.“I got a sudden upgrade to my powers just before the fight, and I’d like a chance to test them out before I do anything else. I was able to improvise on the fly, but I’d rather not find out that these new brand powers come with brand new downsides in the middle of a mission.”Elsa shrugged."More shiny baubles for me, then."She casually strolled across the room, joining Black Cat in pestering Koa. Prowler was giving you a concerned frown.“New powers? What's that about?”You grinned mischievously at him.“You had to have been there. Sorry. Now you’ll just have to wait for the big surprise.”He let out a sigh of resignation and returned his attention to Felicia. He was most likely waiting his turn in line so that he could make a request of his own.Everyone other than Elsa and Frank would be gearing up for your big mission. They had no stake in it, and would only be staying a little longer to reap the rewards that Gloria promised them. You at least wanted to be able to give them your thanks and say goodbye before they left.But until then, you had training to do.What will you focus on?>Your web-shaping skills. You want to be able to make at least simple web constructs in the heat of battle.>Your control over your flames. With enough practice, you could spread them to your web bolts, giving you more deadly projectiles. Oh, and being able to consistently put yourself out would be nice!>You want to push your limits by testing out your full-body combustion technique. It’s powerful, but it still takes a lot out of you if you use it for too long.>Try and see if you can propel yourself through the air with a quick burst of fire!>Attempt to recreate that concentrated jet of flame that you once generated in the pocket dimension.>See if Gloria wouldn't be opposed to parting with a few Horton Cells for the sake of experimentation. The DNA of the first Human Torch could do wonders for your new powers.">Write-in.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip
>>5715317>>Your web-shaping skills. You want to be able to make at least simple web constructs in the heat of battle.>You want to push your limits by testing out your full-body combustion technique. It’s powerful, but it still takes a lot out of you if you use it for too long.
>>5715317>>See if Gloria wouldn't be opposed to parting with a few Horton Cells for the sake of experimentation. The DNA of the first Human Torch could do wonders for your new powers."
>>5715317>Your control over your flames. With enough practice, you could spread them to your web bolts, giving you more deadly projectiles. Oh, and being able to consistently put yourself out would be nice!
>>5715317>See if Gloria wouldn't be opposed to parting with a few Horton Cells for the sake of experimentation. The DNA of the first Human Torch could do wonders for your new powers."
>>5715354>>5715709>See if Gloria wouldn't be opposed to parting with a few Horton Cells for the sake of experimentation. The DNA of the first Human Torch could do wonders for your new powers."Taking these. Writing...
Contrary to Elsa’s comment, you did need something from Gloria, but you didn’t intend to make the request in public. Instead, you waited until she was free to whisper that you wanted to meet in a private room. You were sure that everyone noticed the two of you sneaking away, but you weren’t obligated to explain yourself to them. Not immediately, at least.—----------“You want what?”Gloria wasn’t so much angry as she was surprised.“A sample of Horton Cells from the Human Torch’s body. I think they might be able to help me with my new powers.”Instead of explaining further, you ignited your hand, wreathing it in pale green flames. Gloria’s eyes widened, and she walked around to get a better look at what you were showing her.“And this happened recently?”You nodded, shaking your hand to extinguish the flame. You were getting a bit better at that.“After I put on something that I stole from Rollo.”Gloria made a thoughtful noise and slowly walked back to her desk.“While that is an interesting development, I would need to infuse the inert Horton Cells with human blood in order to synthesize an effective serum.”“So you’re saying that I’ll need a blood transfusion in order for it to work. How long do you think that’ll take?”“It’ll take some time. There’s no telling what injecting you with the Horton Cells would do to you in your current state. And if I’m being entirely honest, there’s no telling what it would do to you after I’ve finished synthesizing it.”She gave you a searching look, almost as if she were weighing the risk of using you as a guinea pig, as well as the risk of using such a valuable resource on you. But considering how you just helped take down her competitor, you figured that you had a bit more influence when it came to asking for favors. Even big ones like this.She must’ve felt the same, because she eventually let out a weary sigh and picked up the phone on her desk.“I’ll make some calls. In the meantime, I was wondering if you’d be up for undergoing a few tests. With a bit of personal data, we could increase your chances of success upon receiving the infusion.”What will you say?>”If it’s my blood type that you want, then that’s easy enough to give, but I don’t feel entirely comfortable with letting you have any more than that. I know a guy who’s got a serious problem with cloning people without their permission, you see.”>”Sure. I was actually looking for someone who could tell me about a way to ramp up the production of my webs.”>”No offense, but I don’t trust you guys like that yet. Besides, I’ve got my own doctor.” (Request to have Doctor Connors flown out here.)>”Thanks, but I think I’ll take my chances.”>Write-in.
>>5715851>”If it’s my blood type that you want, then that’s easy enough to give, but I don’t feel entirely comfortable with letting you have any more than that. I know a guy who’s got a serious problem with cloning people without their permission, you see.”
>>5715851>”Sure. I was actually looking for someone who could tell me about a way to ramp up the production of my webs.” Give a little take little.
>>5715851>>”Sure. I was actually looking for someone who could tell me about a way to ramp up the production of my webs.”
>>5715885>>5715948>”Sure. I was actually looking for someone who could tell me about a way to ramp up the production of my webs.”Taking these. Writing...
You hesitated for a long while, and even considered turning her down on principle. But instead, you decided that there was enough goodwill between you and the synthezoid that she wouldn’t think to betray you without considering the effect that might have on her relationship to the Desperados and the rest of the Kravinoff family.“Sure. I was actually looking for someone who could tell me about a way to ramp up the production of my webs.”It was true. Your new power used up far too much webbing than was necessary, and you’d been meaning to have someone look into the issue when you got home. And while you weren’t too keen on letting someone you’d only known for a week or two have access to your medical and personal information, you felt that the risk was worth the reward. If this meant that you’d have a better grasp on your fire powers, then you’d even be willing to let her take your temperature with a cold, gloved hand.Gloria smiled slightly, pleased by your decision.“Excellent. We’ll begin right away.”—---------The next few days passed in a blur. Various scientists and doctors passed you around like a dodgeball, all of them bringing in their own equipment to perform blood work and a series of extremely invasive medical examinations. But most annoying of all was the seemingly endless barrage of questions they had you answer. You refused to give them any personal information that would divulge your origin or identity, but you had to wonder whether that was important anymore. They’d already taken your blood and scanned your biological signature. At this point, all they’d need were your fingerprints, SSN and a mugshot to complete the collection.You didn’t like it, but you just kept telling yourself that it would all be worth it in the end. If there was anything positive that you got out of this, it was a list of dietary restrictions that was supposed to make your webbing thicker, and a bit more durable. You were also provided with vitamin supplements that could boost your body’s production of web fluid. You’d just need to be careful about taking them while you were at maximum capacity. Doing so could cause tightness in the arms, or great discomfort in…other areas.Absently, you wondered what everyone else was up to. Prowler was undoubtedly working on new gadgets and gizmos to compensate for his weaknesses, and Ana would be restocking on hunting gear. You didn’t really know what Cat had planned, but you hoped that it would be enough to keep her alive and safe during the mission.As for Flint…you weren’t even sure if it’d be safe for him to descend into the base with you. Maybe if he invested in an airtight scuba suit, or if you transported him in a submarine. Either way, the presence of so much water, the one thing that Flint couldn’t reliably defend against, made you nervous about his chances down there.(Cont.)
But all thoughts of your comrades flew out the window when you were presented with a crimson vial. There were orange particles floating around inside, flashing and blinking out in a mystifying pattern. You almost reached over to snatch it out of the doctor’s hands.“We’ve successfully managed to synthesize a formula that should stabilize your new powers. We hope…”You gave him a flat look.“Well I hoped that you would’ve been a bit more confident in your math.”The doctor cleared his throat.“We’re fairly certain that this will work in a way that purely benefits you. There shouldn’t be any downsides to your transformation. This is a very controlled experiment. After we infuse your body with the Horton Cell enriched synthetic blood, you should start to notice an immediate change.”“Uh-huh. And what are the odds that I turn into a hideous monster after you pump me full of that stuff?”The doctor pushed up his glasses and gave the vial another speculative glance.“Next to none. Your contributions here ensured that our margin of error is nearly non-existent.”Your eyes darted between him, the vial and Gloria, who was patiently watching the exchange. But you could also tell that she was eager to see what would come of this experiment.You sighed and gestured for her to proceed with the operation.“Fine. Let’s get this over with. It won’t be the first time this week that I’ve done weird things to my body.”That caused everyone to stop what they were doing and look up at you in concern.“What?”—--------After you were strapped down and had a syringe plunged into your arm, you waited patiently for the transfusion to begin. There were no oversized levers or big red buttons, but you did wince a bit at the feeling of having your blood forcefully drawn from you. The procedure was slow, gradual and even a little bit boring. The people standing over you didn’t offer much in the way of interesting conversation. They mostly talked to each other, or not at all. Every now and again, they’d ask you how you were doing, but you got tired of answering after the third or fourth time. You felt a bit faint, but it wasn’t anything worth complaining about.Eventually, they proclaimed that the transfusion had been a success, and removed the syringes from your arms. You didn’t feel very different, but you were more than a little concerned about what they were going to do with that big fat bag of radioactive spider blood they had over there.You were about to ask about it, when one of the scientists walked up and poked you with a cattle prod! You yelped and whirled around to curse at her, but then…something happened!>Your entire body began to heat up!>Your heart started beating faster than it ever had before!
>>5716198>Your entire body began to heat up!
>>5716198>>Your entire body began to heat up!
>>5716198>>Your heart started beating faster than it ever had before!gotta go fast
>>5716198>Your heart started beating faster than it ever had before!AAAH SHIT, MY HEART *fucking dies*
>>5716198>Your heart started beating faster than it ever had before!>[Spider Sense] has been replaced by [Anxiety]!Remember kids: Don't do super serums.
>>5716198>>5716279>Your heart started beating faster than it ever had before!i'm curious now, since it has three votes I'm changing mine to it
>>5716198Heat yo up
Either we've got some imposters in the thread, or this vote got a LOT more attention that I expected it to!So for this vote:>Your entire body began to heat up!We've got:>>5716217>>5716294>>5716311>>5716703And for this vote:>Your heart started beating faster than it ever had before!We've got:>>5716526>>5716364>>5716378>>5716514As far as I can see, we're perfectly even!>>5716703Unless this post isn't a vote. But I'm pretty sure that it is?Let me know if anyone would like to change their vote, wait for more to roll in, or if you'd just like me to flip a coin. This seems like a pretty big decision to make on a whim, though.
Rolled 2 (1d2)>>5716905
>>5716905It's a vote
>>5716905I guess we're going to wait for more votes...
>>5716905wtf is that picture man, it disturbs me.
>>5716905just roll for it
Rolled 1 (1d2)>>5716914>>5717010>>5717032Very well!A 1 for heat, and a 2 for speed!Writing...>>5716978What's even more disturbing is that someone got paid to draw this.
Without warning, your body began to heat up! But instead of the usual choking heat that threatened to overwhelm you, you…didn’t actually feel that hot!Sure, there was smoke and pale green flame rising from your skin, burning through your restraints and scaring the pants off of the nearby scientists, but you yourself felt perfectly fine. Fire was supposed to feel hot, right? That was sort of a universal constant.Instead, you felt a swell of crackling energy welling up from within you. It was as if lightning were running through your veins, causing your entire body to kick into overdrive!You stared dumbly down at your hands, now entirely wreathed in flames, along with the rest of your body.“How do you feel?”You glanced over at Gloria, the only one in the room willing to get close to you in your current state. Her face was lit up by the boatloads of ambient light that you were currently radiating. Her excited grin was highlighted for all to see.“Well…for starters, I can actually breathe now. What’s up with that, anyway?”“You’re breathing through your mouth out of habit, but in reality, you’re actually breathing through your skin. That skin tight material you lip to traipse around in is actually doing you a favor, here. It only happens when the Horton Cells are activated, so don’t worry about when you’re not covered in a sheathe of superheated plasma.”“Huh. Wicked…”You waved your hand back and forth in front of you, leaving hazy green fire trails with each pass.“The downside is that your metabolism has been ramped up to an insane degree to compensate for the rate at which your newly energized cells are consuming oxygen. In this form, you’re a walking fireball that burns at 780 degrees Fahrenheit when you’re not paying attention, and you need to quite literally feed those flames if you want to keep them burning.”You could hear everything that she was saying, but it was getting really hard to focus on her words. You could feel every heat source in the room right now. The computers, the lights, the people…and Gloria! Her core temp was way too damn high!“Are you listening?”What will you do?>Lob a fireball at the bags filled with spider-blood that they took from you.>Leap into the air and try to fly!>Try to spell your name using fire constructs.>Extinguish only your right hand and extend it for Gloria to shake.>”Hit me with your best shot! I want to see if I’m fireproof!”>”I’m sorry to tell you this, but you’re only the second hottest thing in this room right now. And considering the circumstances, that’s pretty damn hot! You might want to tone it down a bit if you don’t want to blow your cover.”>”Can you help me work on my control? You’ve probably got way more experience with this sort of thing than I do.”>Write-in.
>>5717069>>”Hit me with your best shot! I want to see if I’m fireproof!”
man, Venom's gonna get so fucking roasted when he comes around its not even funny
>>5717109If he gets onto us before we lit ourselves, he's surely gonna have a huge powerup>>5717069>”Hit me with your best shot! I want to see if I’m fireproof!”
>>5717069>”Hit me with your best shot! I want to see if I’m fireproof!”
>>5717072>>5717086>>5717126>>5717112>”Hit me with your best shot! I want to see if I’m fireproof!”Taking these. Writing...
You looked up sharply at her, a huge grin on your face.“Hit me with your best shot! I want to see if I’m fireproof!”Gloria gave you a skeptical look, while the lab-techs murmured amongst themselves and took notes on your seemingly odd behaviors whilst being on fire. After a few seconds, she turned her head slightly to regard the non-powered individuals in the room.“Give us the room.”They hesitated for a moment, before filing out of the room and glancing over their shoulders to stare at the two of you. Once you were alone, Gloria raised an open palm to the air and exhaled deeply through her nose.In an instant, her clothes transformed into that of the Hawaiian goddess, Pele. Instead of a tailored suit, she now wore a loose fitting crimson shift that stopped well above the knee. It was simple and unadorned, but noticeably unaffected by the heat that she was now radiating. Her hair, which had once been straight, now flowed and undulated as if she’d been submerged underwater.Gloria’s eyes glowed brighter, and a roaring flame erupted from her open palm. Then, without warning, she whipped her hand out and flung a fist-sized fireball at you!You flinched back reflexively, watched through narrowly shut eyes as her orange flames intermingled with your pale green ones. There was a flash of heat, and…that was it. You’d barely felt it.“Uh…was that really your best?”Gloria was already preparing another attack, seemingly unphased by the comment.“I started small, just to make sure. Now, we’re going to turn things up a notch.”Shit hit you with another fireball. This one was faster, a bit bigger, and noticeably more intense than the last. It hit you so hard that it probably would’ve knocked you over had it not been for your ability to cling to any surface.“That one kind of tickled!”She narrowed her eyes at you, the corner of her lip curving upward into a challenging smirk. The synthezoid held up her hand again, but this time, no fireball formed. Instead, the surface of her hand began to glow orange, then red, until finally, it radiated bright white heat.You swallowed hard when she started walking towards you, her hand outstretched towards your chest. And when her absurdly hot hand made contact with your suit…you miraculously didn’t die!Your chest felt a bit warm, but that was it! You could barely feel the heat at all!Gloria looked impressed at your lack of a reaction, and took a step back to admire your flaming form in a new light.“Well, that was a little more than 2,000 degrees Fahrenheit, and you look like you barely felt it. The experiment worked better than I could’ve hoped. I can’t say for sure whether you’re completely fireproof or not, but there aren’t going to be very many people who’re capable of throwing anything much hotter than that. Congratulations.”(Cont.)
You leaned forward like an excited child being told that he was getting that new action figure he’d wanted for Christmas.“Do I get to fly too?”Gloria shrugged, returning to the usual look that she normally sported in public.“No idea. That’s something that you’ll have to test out for yourself. Far, far away from my hotel.”You nodded.“I guess that’s fair. So…are we done here? Because I’d like to go stretch my legs a bit before we get back to the poking and prodding.”She gestured towards the door.“No, we’re done for now. We don’t have the luxury of keeping you locked down here and running all the tests that we need to to make sure that you aren’t radioactive.”“Radioactive!?”“As far as I can tell, you aren’t.”“But why would I be radioactive? Is that a side effect from the Horton Cells?”She folded her arms and shifted her weight from one leg to the other.“Why do you think I had you guys poking around in a fortress of glassed sand while wearing hazmat suits? Hammond went nuclear before he blew, remember? I still haven’t figured out whether you have that potential or not, so you shouldn’t push your limits on that front. Could be that I’m worried over nothing, but we should still be mindful of the possibility.”It was hard to wrap your head around the fact that you might possibly blow up in a populated area.“And you’re fine with me walking around your city with that kind of power?”Gloria answered you by walking up to you, placing a hand on your arm and giving it a gentle squeeze. In the blink of an eye, your flames were snuffed out, flowing up Gloria’s arm and into her body. You blinked at her.“You seem capable. I don’t think you’d lose control that easily, even if you somehow managed to accidentally soak up enough energy to go supernova. If it makes you feel any better, though, I can have a Geiger counter installed into that little belt of yours. Just to let you know whether or not your control is slipping. Sound good?”You nodded slowly.“Yeah. Thanks…”She patted your arm and took a step back.“Good. You’re free to go. Miss Kravinoff came by to see you a few times while you were stuck in here, so you might want to pay her a visit and see what she wants.”Ana came to see you? Well, that might’ve made you feel a bit better about all the poking and prodding if you’d known that before.“Right. Thanks for all the help with-”You jumped off of the operation table, only to find that your superheated ass cheeks had left a noticeable, perfectly molded imprint in the metal. Your handprints were there too, but they weren’t anywhere near as distinct as the signature you’d signed with your rear end.Gloria stared at it, and then at you. All that heat must’ve warped the metal while you were sitting on it.(Cont.)
You snapped a finger gun off at Gloria, before pointing to the imprint.“You might want to frame that. I bet it’ll be worth big money someday.”Then, you walked out of the room without another word.—-------It wasn’t hard to find Ana after you left Gloria’s lab. She, Elsa and Frank had met up to say their farewells a few blocks away from the hotel. Neither she nor her assistant felt the need to hide their presence any longer, since everyone in the city knew she was here now.They were attracting quite the crowd, due to them both wearing costumes, and Frank being a 7 foot tall giant with green-gray skin.When they noticed you approaching, they both smiled at you.“I see that Ms. Munoz has let you out of your room to play.”You winked at Ana.“I finished my homework early. I’m glad I caught you two before you left.”Elsa slung her guitar case over her shoulder with one hand and placed the other hand on her hip.“Oh, it wouldn’t have been the end of the world. I’m sure we’re bound to cross paths again. Like, say, during a vampire invasion?”“Let’s hope that our next reunion is under more pleasant circumstances.”You all turned to stare at Frank, who’d just said his first words since you met him! It was a deep rumble that made your bones quake with every syllable. He was somehow even scarier when he stopped being a silent, mysterious entity.“You too, big guy.”“Thank you for your help. Both of you. I’m glad that Huntsman convinced me to enlist your aid.”Elsa flashed her a smug grin.“Yeah, I thought he was the more level-headed of you two.”Ana just rolled her eyes, leaving her unprepared for the bear hug that her nanny trapped her with.“Anytime, anywhere, my little ducky. All you need do is ask.”After the initial shock wore off, Ana returned the hug with a warm smile on her face.What will you say/do?>Turn this intimate moment into an opportunity for a group hug!>Open your arms and offer to hug Frank.>Use your newly obtained abilities to create some weak fireworks. It just seems so appropriate!>”Don’t I get one?”>”It’s been a blast, Bloodstone. I can’t say you don’t know how to throw down and have a good time while doing it.”>”Any chance I can get a peak at the enchanted gear that you snagged on your way out?”>”Anytime you find yourself in New York, feel free to swing on by. Maybe we can get a drink without anything exploding or a demon army rising up out of Hell.”>Write-in.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip
>>5717575>”It’s been a blast, Bloodstone. I can’t say you don’t know how to throw down and have a good time while doing it.”>”Anytime you find yourself in New York, feel free to swing on by. Maybe we can get a drink without anything exploding or a demon army rising up out of Hell.”
>>5717575>”Don’t I get one?”>”It’s been a blast, Bloodstone. I can’t say you don’t know how to throw down and have a good time while doing it.”no fire, Frank doesn't like that
>>5717575>”It’s been a blast, Bloodstone. I can’t say you don’t know how to throw down and have a good time while doing it.”>>Open your arms and offer to hug Frank.
>>5717577>>5717595>>5717664>”It’s been a blast, Bloodstone. I can’t say you don’t know how to throw down and have a good time while doing it.”I'll be taking these, but I can't push out an update just yet! I'm going to be visiting family for a few days for my sister's wedding, and there are going to be some days where I can't post an update. Will try my best to write on my phone when I get a moment to myself, but I just wanted to let you guys know before you start thinking that something else happened on my end.See you guys soon!
>>5717575>Open your arms and offer to hug Frank.>”It’s been a blast, Bloodstone. I can’t say you don’t know how to throw down and have a good time while doing it.”>”Anytime you find yourself in New York, feel free to swing on by. Maybe we can get a drink without anything exploding or a demon army rising up out of Hell.”
You and Frank both stood apart, watching in awkward silence as both women shared a heartwarming moment with one another.You turned to stare at Frank, and he looked down to stare questioningly down at you. You opened your arms, gestured for him to come closer, and took a step forward. Before the big lug could react, your arms were already wrapped around his waist and you'd nearly lifted him off of the ground in an impressive display of strength. He made a startled sound, and then he barked out a laugh and returned the favor in kind.Frank's massive, tree-trunk arms pressed against your spine and threatened to snap it in half when he [i]squeezed[/i]!You wanted to scream, but all the air was forcibly pushed out of your lungs, and a weak groan was all that you could manage. You patted him on the shoulder, silently begging for mercy and braced yourself for the pain of having your muscles scrape against your bones.[red]"Uncle…uncle…!"[/red]Mercifully, you were released from his death grip, and nearly choked when you gasped a lung-full of air. To his credit, Frank looked at least mildly apologetic.[red]"It's been a blast, Bloodstone. I can’t say that you don't know how to throw down and have a good time while doing it."[/red]She gave Ana’s back an affectionate rub and broke off the hug to face you with a beaming smile.[red]"Yeah, well, you're not so bad yourself, mate. Out of all the guys that Ana’s shagged, you've got to be the most interesting one."[/red]Anastasia elbowed Elsa in the ribs hard enough to make her wince, if only slightly.You let out a laugh that only sounded slightly nervous. You were quite proud of that.[red]"Haha! How many, uh…how many guys are we talking here? Like a [i]lot[/i], or…"[/red]She walked up to you and patted the side of your face.[red]"Chin up. You've met her dad and haven't run off with your tail between your legs, so there's still hope for you, yet. I'm rooting for you two."[/red]You returned her smile, and watched as she walked back to stand alongside Frank. She pulled out a golden medallion of some sort and tapped the gem in the middle. Almost immediately a large dimensional gateway opened up on the middle of the sidewalk. Not so large that Frank couldn't enter without bending down, but quite big for someone with more modest proportions.On the other side, you were once more greeted with a glimpse of what you could only assume Bloodstone Manor. It was at that point that you started attracting stares.Well, even [i]more[/i] stares.[red]"Anytime you find yourself in New York, feel free to swing on by. Maybe we can get a drink without anything exploding or a demon army rising up out of hell."[/red]She turned back to face you, tapping the side of her face quizzically.[red]"Hmm. That might be a bit of a tall order, but I'll hold you to it nonetheless. In the meantime, devote some of that energy into finding a half-decent pub!"[/red](Cont.)
The two of you exchanged a brief salute, before she and Frank stepped through the portal. Once they both stepped through, the portal closed behind them, leaving only you and Ana to stare at the place where she'd once been.[red]"And there she goes. The coolest nanny I've ever met."[/red]That earned a small snort from Ana.[green]"Yes. The great Elsa Bloodstone, still looking out for me and my family, after all these years."[/green]Maybe she wouldn't be too opposed to looking out for the Parker family as well. Food for thought.[red]"Not a bad friend to have. Especially if you're preparing to hunt an army of crazed vampires."[/red]Ana chuckled a bit at that.[green]"Maybe not an army of 'crazed' vampires. An army of regular vampires would be far more manageable."[/green][red]"Is that a sense of humor that I detect there? Maybe we should call back Elsa, because this might be the spookiest thing that I've seen all day."[/red]She gave your arm a playful punch that left it throbbing in pain. You rubbed at the sore spot that would undoubtedly turn into a bruise later. The two of you turned around and started walking back towards the hotel. You weren’t that worried about being seen anymore. Not after that incredibly public display of fighting those Archdemons.At this point, where every other Family member was putting together separate strike teams for the Atlas Foundation gig, seeing costumed individuals such as yourself out on the streets wasn't the most unusual thing in the world. The major players in this city are trying to pull in some extra muscle to compensate for their lack of a team of professional thieves.The Prowler’s been working on keeping track of any notable individuals, but there's no telling who they've got squirreled away. You already knew that Gloria wouldn't be the only person shoving her weight around. It was just that everyone else had been on the receiving end for so long that you thought you could keep running circles around them.And somehow, some way, word of the hidden treasure stored within the abandoned facility had started to circulate throughout the city. Now, not only were the biggest players coming for a slice of the pie, but so were the freaks and weirdos who thought they could strike it rich by raiding this place. Although, you were genuinely curious as to how many of them could afford submarines, scuba gear and all the other crazy shit they'd need to survive down there.Well, one way or another, you'd find out tomorrow.—----When the day to set off for the facility arrived, you felt that you couldn't quite shake that giddy feeling you had right before you were about to start a big job you'd been building up in your head.And it was a good thing, too. It was about the only thing keeping you from passing out during this dry debrief.(Cont.)
Gloria had to reconstruct a map of the facility from memory, and she got a bit offended when you recommended that she plug a USB into her….well, it's not important anymore. The point is that synthezoid physiology isn't nearly as convenient as you once thought.[blue]"The girls sent me the exact coordinates of where they left the jump ship that they borrowed from you. I'm not sure of the exact specifics, but they somehow managed to illegally procure a submersible and used it to dive down to the Atlas facility themselves. I'm sure by now that the others will have made their own arrangements for deploying their forces to capture my girls and steal my transmuter."[/blue]You glanced around at your own allies. Out of everyone, Cat had made the most drastic costume change out of anyone here. Her normal leather catsuit was substituted out for a sleek, black and white wetsuit. The patches of fake fur that she had on her last costume were still there, but she explained that the hair fibers were of the synthetic, rubberized variety, and mimicked the pelt of a beaver or an otter. Ana seemed thoroughly impressed with the solution she'd come up with, and the two girls talked well into the night about the design choices she'd made.Eventually, the huntress managed to convince the cat burglar to help her make a similar suit for her as well. But the biggest difference in their appearances was the diver's helmet, custom-made with cat ears and a breathing mask. It was quite stylish, and completely different from everything you've seen her wear up until this point.The one who's costume had changed the least was the Prowler’s. The material of his suit may have changed, but the color scheme and pattern was almost completely the same. He ditched the cape for obvious reasons, and he equipped a breathing mask that was less bulky than the one that Felicia engineered for herself. His new suit was more sleek, less baggy than the original. But most importantly, he was sporting a new pair of gauntlets that looked infinitely more deadly than the ones he'd used when you descended into the pit.And then there was you, looking like a certified badass in your new Kree suit, threads of black snaking out and around you, and wisps of pale green flames dancing along your arms and head. If you were going by the reactions of your friends, it was a rather eye-catching display.Well, Iara probably would've been watching you, either way. She didn't really need a wetsuit. She had instead opted for a sleek, chain mesh leotard that was supposed to protect her from shark bites.You were pretty sure that that was the least of her worries, but considering how she tended to fight on the front lines, you felt a little bit better about her having some form of armor or protection.(Cont.)
And Glass was, well…Glass. He didn't change much. He wore a wetsuit and had scuba gear on hand, but he had the look of someone who was confident in his inability to return the rented wetsuit in one piece. So long as his lungs didn't fill with water, you weren't terribly worried.W's costume hadn’t really changed much. She wore a wetsuit on top of her usual uniform, and she'd been outfitted with a breathing mask similar to everyone else's. She kept poking and prodding at the equipment, and Glass had to keep slapping her hands away as if she were an overly curious child who was trying to fiddle with her seatbelt.And while you were worried for W's wellbeing, most of your concern was reserved for Flint. A guy who was practically made of sand shouldn't be diving hundreds of meters down into the ocean. You honestly didn't know what would happen to him if he got washed away and couldn't hold his form together.You'd initially planned on cramming him into an old-school metal scuba suit, but you weren't sure if that would be enough.What will you do?>Recommend that Flint stay behind for this one. He's already gone above and beyond for the team, but you couldn't ensure his safety on this mission.>Proceed as planned. You'll do your best to keep him safe, and he'll do the same. Flint’s muscle will come in handy for when you inevitably encounter something unfriendly down there.>Write-in.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip((Also, sprry about the borked formatting! I guess I can't use it wjile I'm here!))
>>5720605>Recommend that Flint stay behind for this one. He's already gone above and beyond for the team, but you couldn't ensure his safety on this mission.
>>5720605>>Recommend that Flint stay behind for this one. He's already gone above and beyond for the team, but you couldn't ensure his safety on this mission.
>>5720605>Write-in.>Let Flint decide.I mean it's his call really. Isn't his mind bound to like one grain of sand? Could we put that grain in a capsule with a tracker that would float to the surface if he gets washed away or something.
>>5720656if you do that then he won't be able to control his sand body
>>5720659>if you do that then he won't be able to control his sand bodyDo the sand grains have to touch for him to move? Then maybe a spider...floating tea infuser lol.
>>5720605>Write-in.>Flint will pick the space ship and use the desert sand to burrying it, and with the control he has over it he can make sure the sand doesn't get into any of the insides of the ship. Once the time comes, he will come with the ship, maybe shoot any bastard on sight and takes us all out of it.It's there's some time and not a big distance from where the space ship and Atlas is, Flint could take the ship on a ride to learn how to drive it, if anything gets tricky he's able to control the sand and grab the ship instead of crashing on the desert.
it seems to me all these successes made people forget who we are playing as and I'm not eager to get a reminder...
>>5720607>>5720620We've got two for this vote:>Recommend that Flint stay behind for this one. He's already gone above and beyond for the team, but you couldn't ensure his safety on this mission.>>5720656>>5720742Two for this vote:>Let Flint decide.>>5720894And one for a write-in.Would anyone like to switch their votes around, or would you like to wait for another vote?>>5720656>>5720683He can mentally control bits of sand that he's come into contact with as if they were a part of his own body, but the effectiveness of this technique declines with distance. The amount of mass that he's manipulating also factors into that.
>>5721347I'll switch to>Let Flint decide.
can we setup our portable pocket dimension so that, if all fails, everyone jumps in, and Deep, who is the most likely to get out of an exploding underwater base, puts us in her pocket and just swims away?
>>5720656>>5720742>>5721365>Let Flint decide.Apologies for the delays! I'm still here, but I've been pretty busy over here. In a good way!It's just that I haven't had access to my computer in a few days. I'll be headed back to my own apartment tomorrow, but I probably won't be able to guarentee a fresh hot update until Sunday morning. Either way, I'll try my best to get back to updating regularly very soon!>>5721365You're welcome to give it a shot! From what Van has taught you, it's a safe to assume that this plan has merit.
>>5721347Let flint stay behind. Also not sure but for me on mobile your formatting isn't working anymore. Don't know if that's just be though.
As worried as you were, you knew that it would be extremely inappropriate to make the decision for him. So, you presented the question to him and everyone else.“Hey, bud. You sure you want to go down there? There’ll be an awful lot of water for you to deal with.”Flint made a slight hissing noise that you identified as a sharp, but unnecessary intake of air. He seemed to be mulling it over in his head, but somehow, you both knew what he would say.For as long as you've known him, Flint has always been loyal to a fault. He'd do anything to protect the people he cares about. Which is why you couldn't help but feel a bit guilty about asking him to do this. Because you already knew exactly what his response would be the moment his smug mug of his reared its ugly head."Of course. Who’s gonna pull your ass out of the fire if I don’t show?"“I think you’ll find that the chances of my ass catching fire are extremely unlikely these days.”“Don’t I know it.”No one else seemed to notice the words that Gloria muttered under her breath, and you were absolutely fine with that.You were simultaneously relieved and anxious about Flint’s decision. Knowing that he’d have your back every step of the way was insanely reassuring, but being surrounded by his natural weakness was an inevitable snag in the plan that you really didn’t want to have to face. And the Prowler didn’t seem at all impressed with Flint’s flippant attitude.“You shouldn’t be down there at all if you don’t have a backup plan or two. I’m not scooping you into a bucket or vacuuming you off the floor if you can’t hold it together.”“Oh, yeah? Well unlike you, I don’t run and hide when the going gets tough. I’m a team player.”Both men scowled at each other, but everyone knew that the Prowler was right. Even Cat spoke up in support of him.“Never hurts to be prepared, big guy. You’re our heaviest hitter. There’s no mistaking that. And if you go down, then what chance do we have?”Flint gave her a thoughtful look, and Ana nodded her agreement. And with that meeting adjourned, the final preparations for your big job in Vegas were coming to a close.—---------------What will you prepare for the Atlas extraction mission? (Choose 2, unless you can come up with an argument for easy preparation.)>You retrieved the Shi’ar Jumpship and shoved it into the Pocket Dimension for later use.>You stole another vehicle to shove into the Pocket Dimension.(Write-in.)>You organized, categorized and optimized your arsenal of alien weaponry, and stored it inside of the Pocket Dimension for easy access.>You called in some muscle to hide in the Pocket Dimension until you needed them.>Try to portion out the Skrull Handcuff fluid so that you can use it to detain multiple people.>Write-in.Pastebins:Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s
Finally managed to push out an update! Sorry for the long wait. It wasn't a terribly long one, but at the very least I can push the story along. I'm back home at my computer, and the formatting is working again. Also, I should be free to run sessions for the rest of this week!
>>5725267>You retrieved the Shi’ar Jumpship and shoved it into the Pocket Dimension for later use.>Try to portion out the Skrull Handcuff fluid so that you can use it to detain multiple people.
>>5725267>"Nono, I'm the heavy hitter, Flint's a god damn Force of Nature.">You retrieved the Shi’ar Jumpship and shoved it into the Pocket Dimension for later use.>Try to portion out the Skrull Handcuff fluid so that you can use it to detain multiple people.>teach Deep how to use the Pocket Dimension as I said here >>5722732Reason for easy preperation to do 3 things:the last two would only take a few minutes each, maybe an hour each
>>5725267>You organized, categorized and optimized your arsenal of alien weaponry, and stored it inside of the Pocket Dimension for easy access.>You retrieved the Shi’ar Jumpship and shoved it into the Pocket Dimension for later use.
>>5725295>>5725299>>5725322>You retrieved the Shi’ar Jumpship and shoved it into the Pocket Dimension for later use.>Try to portion out the Skrull Handcuff fluid so that you can use it to detain multiple people.Taking these. Writing...
In the last few days leading up to the undersea mission, you coordinated with Gloria’s people to locate and retrieve the Shi’ar Jumpship that the girls borrowed. Anastasia and Iara accompanied you on this journey, but it wasn’t purely for companionship. You needed Iara here to learn how to operate the Storage Vial as soon as possible, and your Russian lover was here to protect you while both you and the Deep One were inside of the pocket dimension.Luckily, It didn’t take long for Iara to get the hang of things. You let her practice on invaluable objects along the way, storing them, retrieving them and categorizing them into specific areas of the pocket dimension. Since Gloria was unable to procure a submersible on short notice, Iara would have to be the one to store you all in the pocket dimension and transport you both ways. She was the only one that could breathe underwater, after all.When you eventually found your spaceship, you were relieved to find that it was almost as pristine as the last time you saw it. Araña left it in pretty good shape, from the looks of it. Feeling satisfied, you told Iara to store it into the pocket dimension, and ordered Gloria’s people to head to the rendezvous point where the rest of your teammates would be waiting. It only took another day and a half to get there, and as soon as you did, Iara sucked you all into the portal without hesitation.—-----------None of the Desperados really minded killing time in the pocket dimension. The weather was fair, and you brought plenty of supplies for your extended stay, just in case of emergency. Prowler was still jumpy, and you were pretty sure that Ana was constantly on the lookout for native animals to hunt, but it was otherwise uneventful. And when it finally came time to exit the storage vial, you all did one final equipment check and raced through the portal with your weapons at the ready.Almost instantly, you were transported to a dimly lit, dank hallway with deep puddles of water pooling on either side of the corridor. Iara was leaning against the wall, storage device in hand, waiting for everyone to come out. She wore a blue bikini that peeked out through her chainmail wetsuit, and when she caught you looking, she gave you a little wink.You pulled your gaze away from her and directed your attention towards the transparent glass panels that surrounded you from both sides. Small schools of fish and large, alien looking amphibians glided through the murky depths, disappearing around rocks, debris and what you assumed to be coral reefs. The wreckage that you could vaguely see from your current location in the facility was concerning to say the least. It meant that you probably made the right call in having Iara bring you here.Felicia clicked her tongue and shook her head in disappointment as she surveyed the state of the run-down facility.“We should’ve hired a maid to come down here with us. This place is a dump.”(Cont.)
“We should’ve brought a mop!”Flint was being very careful of where he placed his feet. All it would take was one misstep for his feet to become muddy and unstable.“Suck it up. We knew we were going to be underwater, so there’s no use crying about getting our feet wet.”The Prowler ignored Flint’s glare as he went through one last equipment check.“Speak for yourself! I’m the only one here that can’t afford to step outside and take a dip.”“Should’ve worn boots, or a scuba suit.”Flint was audibly grinding his teeth at this point, so you decided to get in between them.“Let’s figure out where we are before we start tearing chunks out of each other.”You looked to Iara for help, and she pointed further down the hall at a stairway that was partially submerged in water.“I swam up through a hatch that led to a loading bay that they used to store their submarines. I didn’t run into anyone or anything on my way here, though. I think I know where we are, but we should still check the map.”“Hold on. I’ve got it right here.”You all huddled around Glass as he poured over the map, with W being the closest and most curious out of all of you.“Alright, so…we should be here, and the location of the lab where they’ve got the converter stored should be right around…here. We don’t have any idea where the girls are, though.”Cat dragged a metal claw along the map’s surface, muttering to herself. She and the Prowler were likely familiarizing themselves with its contents.“Maybe they went straight for the lab and they’re already waiting there for us.”Flint sounded cautiously optimistic in his suggestion. You hummed thoughtfully as you pulled out your phone and took several pictures of the map.“Could be. But there could also be other people down already looking for them and the converter. We can’t assume that they’re sitting still down here. Tracking them down might be harder than finding our actual objective.”Iara opened her mouth to speak, but she was cut off by the sounds of distant gunfire echoing down the hallway. Everyone froze and went dead silent to listen for more. The gunfire continued for another minute or two, before stopping altogether. If there were any further signs of conflict, you didn’t hear them.“The hell was that?”Iara hissed in a hushed tone, her hands on the handles of her blades. Prowler was blinking rapidly, switching between viewing modes in his mask’s lenses.“Could be a search party sent by another Family member. Or maybe the people who built this place have still got working security systems in place.”(Cont.)
What will you suggest?>Investigate the sounds of conflict from earlier. You’d like to get the jump on whoever was responsible before they could catch you off-guard.>Focus on finding the girls, first and foremost. You’ve got a team of natural-born trackers down here with you.>Head straight for the lab and see if the converter is here in the first place. So long as you have it, you can get the hell out of here as soon as you find the girls.>Check the facility to see if their security consoles are still operational. Hijacking those could come in handy later.>Have the team split-up and tackle different tasks.(Write-in.)>Write-in.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip
>>5725544>>Investigate the sounds of conflict from earlier. You’d like to get the jump on whoever was responsible before they could catch you off-guard.
>>5725544>>Head straight for the lab and see if the converter is here in the first place. So long as you have it, you can get the hell out of here as soon as you find the girls.
>>5725544>Focus on finding the girls, first and foremost. You’ve got a team of natural-born trackers down here with you.
OP, would pic related ever happen?https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SuSqlYhhjg0
>>5725544>>Focus on finding the girls, first and foremost. You’ve got a team of natural-born trackers down here with you.
>>5725728>>5726245>Focus on finding the girls, first and foremost. You’ve got a team of natural-born trackers down here with you.Taking these! Writing...>>5726188It very well might! But...I think THIS has a much better chance of happening if I'm being entirely honest with you.https://www.youtube.com/shorts/rxExOX9K5-o
“Let’s focus on finding the girls before we do anything else. Think you can track them, Ana?”She scoffed at you.“What kind of question is that? Of course, I can.”If Ana’s anything, she’s extremely confident in her abilities. And with Iara’s sense of smell and Prowler’s investigative prowess, you suspected that you’d be running into them in no time. You just hoped that you’d find them in one piece…—---------Slowly, you and the others proceeded through the facility, on the lookout for Gloria’s girls and any other signs of conflict that might arise. You didn’t hear any more gunshots, or see any signs of life. In fact, it was eerily silent. It would be easy to assume that you were the only ones present in the facility, but that was probably the point. Whatever, or whoever was down here, they’d want to lull you into a false sense of security. Which was why you were playing very close attention to your spider-sense. Your job was to warn everyone of any impending threats before they got too close. But so far, nothing was—“Stop!”Everyone paused and turned back to look at you. Your breaths were coming hard and fast, and it was a struggle to keep your voice down as the alarm bells blaring in your skull tried to communicate something that you could barely understand. So instead of trying to articulate this complicated feeling, you waved them over and gestured for them to hide. W was quickest to react, which made sense. Her spider-sense was more acute than yours.“Get back.”Instead of arguing, everyone backed away from the glass panels lining the walls and waited for whatever it was to pass. And that’s when the entire corridor was enveloped in darkness. A slow, creeping shadow as large as an apartment building blotted out what little natural light was able to penetrate these depths, leaving you with only the weak fluorescent lighting being generated by whatever still allowed this undersea base to function.You couldn’t see too well, but you somehow knew that whatever it was that was passing over you was alive. And if your spider sense had anything to say about it, you felt that it was fair to assume that it wasn’t friendly.No one spoke until the leviathan was out of sight, and even then, you could practically feel the tension radiating off of them.“Did you see that thing when you swam down here?”Prowler’s eyes were wide as he looked to Iara for answers. She shook her head frantically.“I’ve never seen anything like that! It was fucking huge!”“Is it safe to assume that the scientists that worked in this facility were experimenting on the native ocean life?”Ana wasn’t exactly sweating bullets like Prowler was, but you couldn’t help but notice the hint of excitement that punctuated the fear she likely felt. She was actually thinking about what it would be like to go after that thing!(Cont.)
“But no one would be stupid enough to waste ammo on that thing. Especially here, where they’ve got a couple dozen layers of tempered glass between them.”“Maybe we should’ve brought bigger guns.”Cat was still trying to keep track of the creature by peeking out the window, unaware that W was peeking over her shoulder, more curious than afraid.“That just means we still need to be careful. Let’s just hope that there’s only one of those things swimming around here.”Despite your warning, Ana moved past you to continue her tracking, crouched low to avoid being spotted by whatever was still out there.“This will complicate our escape plans. It is a good thing that we did not use a submarine.”Everyone swallowed hard at the thought of being trapped in a big metal box with that thing swimming towards you.“Never thought I’d miss New York’s brand of weird this much…”Flint nodded his agreement.“Not enough swinging from buildings, and too much hiding from big ass fish that can swallow ‘em whole.”—-----------Ever so slightly, the tension from earlier faded, and was replaced by curiosity and concern. There were very little signs of life that you could detect, but Ana and Iara seemed certain that something had been through here fairly recently.The previously narrow corridors had blossomed out into a more spacious room that was likely where the other Atlas staff members congregated. Because of that, it took a little longer for Ana to pick up the trail again, but progress really picked up when Iara caught the girls’ scent.In a nearby storage room, past a heavily barricaded door, you found the people you were looking for, huddled in a corner. Their appearance shocked you more than anything.Gone was the cocky grin that constantly played across Araña’s face, and the indifferent flat expression that was Benga’s stoic mask. Their faces were a bit thinner, and they were clearly dehydrated. Their hair and clothes were disheveled and dirty, and they had a wild look in their eyes that told you they were mere moments away from trying to claw your eyes out.But instead of attacking, they blinked several times and squinted at you.“Sorry we’re late. Are you guys okay? We’re here to get you out of-”Before you could finish, both girls lunged at you and wrapped their arms around your waist. The sudden gesture was so surprising that you just sort of locked up.You looked to the others for help, but they looked to be at a loss for words too. The girls looked so relieved that you were worried they might pass out.“Don’t worry. You’re safe. Can you tell me what happened here?”“Bugs.”(Cont.)
The words didn’t come from the girls, but W, who was staring out the door with a fearful expression. You felt for your spider-sense, and was surprised to feel the faintest of tingles there. Not an immediate threat, but a possible threat that had yet to project any sort of malice towards you.Upon hearing her words, Araña and Benga locked up, scanning their surroundings with what you could only describe as a wild panic.“Are you using your ‘spiders-sense’?”Glass was beside her in an instant, searching for whatever it was that she was sensing. She must’ve been using her spiders to scout out the area this entire time.W nodded slowly, her eyes frantically darting around under their lids, as if she were in a dream.“Lots of bugs. Coming here. Need to run.”And that’s when you all heard the cacophony of screeches echoing from down the hall. All at once, the Morlocks and Gloria’s girls went pale. You looked between Iara and Glass, wondering what could make them react that way. They were two of the most fearless people that you’ve ever met.Iara’s lips were moving wordlessly and her breaths were coming a bit faster, but she managed to get one word out that you could barely hear.“Brood…”“What?”Without explanation, both Iara and Glass exploded into motion, racing out the door and down the hall with their weapons drawn!“BROOD! We need to get the fuck out of here!”After a moment, you motioned the girls towards the door and followed the Morlocks out the door. As you fled, you caught glimpses of movement in the darkest corners of the room. Countless dog-sized insectoid creatures were crawling out from wall panels, holes in the ceiling, and cracks in the floor. Their crimson eyes glared hatefully at you from all directions, and their sharp teeth glinted in the dark as they chittered in a chorus of gnashing fangs and snarls.They had brown carapaces, enlarged heads with bony spines trailing down their skulls, long arms with gnarled fingers, and slender tendrils that snaked out from either side of their torsos.What will you do?>Open up the Pocket Dimension and let Flint draw as much sand as he needed from the artificial beach inside.>Activate your Flame Cloak and start loosing fireballs into the largest concentration of bugs!>Fight your way through these things and cover your escape with a network of flaming webs.>Use your Resonance Amplifier to keep them at bay while the others fight their way out of this infested area.>Find a place with enough room to deploy your spaceship. You’re about to blast the shit out of these things!>Write-in.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip
>>5726412>>Open up the Pocket Dimension and let Flint draw as much sand as he needed from the artificial beach inside.darude time
>>5726412>Make sharped web traps and seal off the corridor. Alot of these are a bit too risky in my opinion, and Flint seems like a final stand type play to me.
>>5726412>>Activate your Flame Cloak and start loosing fireballs into the largest concentration of bugs!
>>5726412RIP Arana and Bengawhy do I feel like opening a orphanage for wayward girls?>Open up the Pocket Dimension and let Flint draw as much sand as he needed from the artificial beach inside.>have him put up a wall of sand which we try to burn it into tempered glassmaybe not the time with experimenting on our team synergy tho
>>5726415>>5727012>Open up the Pocket Dimension and let Flint draw as much sand as he needed from the artificial beach inside.Taking these. Writing...>>5727012You're free to do so! Like setting up a dorm house or something.
>>5727166I'm too latebut maybe we should pick up Arana and Benga, the state they are in doesn't bode well for their ability to keep up with a mad dash away from the brood
>>5727181Don't worry, I've got something in mind.
Without hesitation, you snagged the Storage Vial from Iara’s belt and used it to open a portal to your pocket dimension.“Flint! Build me a sandcastle! Make it a big one, and take these two with you.”To his credit, Flint didn’t ask any questions, and instead dove straight for the portal, grabbing both Araña and Benga as he did so. Both girls weakly protested, but it was mostly out of shock rather than an actual unwillingness to leave the battlefield. You closed the portal behind them, not wanting these bugs to follow them in. You had a feeling that it’d be hell to try and get rid of them once they built a nest.“Try to hold them off!”Everyone heard your earlier proclamation, so they likely knew what you were planning. Either way, they didn’t fight any less fiercely. Ana, Glass and the Deep One had already killed a few of these things. But you suspected that a big part of the reason for your resident shark girl’s high kill count was the sheer amount of attention that she was receiving.They were swarming her, biting and lashing out at her with their whip-like arms. Iara was a whirlwind of flashing steel, chopping and stabbing as if she were born to do nothing else in life. An absolute blender of a mutant.Every now and again, the Brood would get in a lucky bite or two, attempting to rip whole entire chunks out of her limbs. A few times, Ana and Glass would lend a hand by shooting them off of her. Other times, Iara would simply bite their heads off or tear throats out with her bare teeth. All the while, the giant brown bugs cackled and chittered with what you could only describe as malicious glee. They seemed to relish in your friend’s pain, even at the cost of their own lives. It made you wonder how intelligent they really were.Without having to be told, W relegated herself to playing defense, and used her strength and agility to protect her friends. She wasn’t doing nearly as much damage as the others, but her superb reflexes and uncanny agility made her almost untouchable, even while surrounded on all sides.Not wanting to be the only one standing around, you ignited your arms and extended a pair of flaming web whips to lash out at your attackers. The first thing you noticed upon hitting one was how oddly durable they were. These insects had both an exoskeleton and an endoskeleton. Because of that, they weren’t very easy to squash. So, you stuck to immolating them for the time being, counting down the seconds in your head for the right moment to reopen the portal.(Cont.)
In the meantime, the Prowler was trying his damndest to fend these things off with a series of well-aimed punches. His new gauntlets were far more powerful and durable than his last pair, but blunt trauma only got him so far against these hellish creatures. Black Cat was fighting close beside him, using a pair of alien stun weapons that she snagged from your arsenal. You couldn’t remember if she actually told you that she was taking them, but you didn’t quite care at this very moment.A Broodling leapt at them, fangs and claws bared. You responded by whipping your flaming web tendril laterally, splitting it down the middle and melting its organs in the process. On the downswing, you dragged the whip along the floor and brought it back up to wrap around the neck of another approaching Broodling. A simple tug was all it took to decapitate it at that point. You were getting better at manipulating your webs while in this state, but now wasn’t the right time to pat yourself on the back.You noticed another group of killer bugs skittering across the room to reach you, and whipped your flaming webline at the on in the lead. With unfaltering accuracy, you managed to insert the tip of it into one of the Broodling’s nostrils, which were strangely located on its gums, right above its teeth. The creature staggered back in shock, completely unprepared for the sweltering heat that was currently radiating from your body.With a mental command, the tip of the webline burst open and spread a network of burning lines that carved through the inside of its skull and burst out the other end, arcing out towards the other Broodlings and snaring them in the process. You extended the webline, emptying out some of the web fluid that’d been causing you to feel a slight bit of pressure in your arms. You’ve been following Gloria’s diet plan for a few days now, and you could already feel a marked change in your ability to produce quality web fluid. It was as if molten lava was flowing out of your arms!You continued this onslaught for a few seconds more, before deciding that you’d bought Flint enough time. Taking a few steps back, you reopened the portal and shielded your face with your free arm.“Here it comes!”Right on cue, a torrent of sand blasted from the pocket dimension, pushing back the Brood and scouring the flesh from their bones in some cases. The sudden sandstorm materialized into a vague visage of Flint, his head nearly touching the ceiling as he rose up to his full height.All eyes turned to him as he swung his arms with a mighty roar. He swept up the remaining Broodlings on the ground that weren’t immediately engaged with you, and smashed the ones that were still clinging to the walls and ceiling. Most either tried to run or attack him, but very few of them managed to escape his wrath. Flint was like a force of nature, an unstoppable juggernaut that couldn’t be harmed in any meaningful way.(Cont.)
You jeered at the Brood as Flint tore through their ranks.“Since you guys don’t get a whole lot of sunlight down here, we decided to bring the beach to you. You’ve already got plenty of water, and I even went through the trouble of making it nice and toasty for you.”You received a series of screams and snarls in response.“And you can’t go to the beach without being buried up to your neck in sand. Hope you guys know how to hold your breath.”In the midst of your taunting, your spider sense warned you of an oncoming attack. But it wasn’t being directed at you. Time slowed down, and you whipped your head around to stare up at a stray Broodling who’d gone unnoticed by Flint. Its chitinous armor seemed darker and thicker than its brethren, and it looked like it was holding something in its tendrils. Were those…SHIT!You traced the angle of its trajectory back to the Prowler and moved to pull him out of the way, but Black Cat was closer and quicker. She shoved Prowler hard in the back, causing him to stumble just in time for the Broodling to pull the trigger.A lance of light speared Felicia in the stomach, and she fell to the ground. Too late, Flint noticed what had occurred, and slammed his fist into the stationary Broodling over and over until it was nothing but a smear on the wall. It took a strangely long time for this one to die. And up until the very end, it never stopped laughing. At least, that’s what it sounded like.“Cat!”You swung over to kneel beside her, checking her injury to see how bad the damage was. Her face was pale, and she was losing blood fast. The Prowler was kneeling down next to you a moment later, assessing the state of her wounds as well.“The bullet went clean through. She’s lucky, but it still tore through her hard enough to cause her blood vessels to burst. She needs medical attention.”What will you do/say?>“We can’t stay here.” (Wrap her wound in webbing and pick her up.)>”I’m really sorry, but this is gonna hurt.” (Cauterize her wounds.)>Have Ana take Cat through the portal. You think you remember her saying that she has experience patching people up.>”W, use your spiders to form a perimeter around us. I want to know where these things are and when they plan to attack us again.”>”W, help me make a suture out of spider silk. I’ll walk you through it.”>Write-in.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip
>>5727212>Have Ana take Cat through the portal. You think you remember her saying that she has experience patching people up.
>>5727212>>Have Ana take Cat through the portal. You think you remember her saying that she has experience patching people up.we did ask Gloria for medical supplies so might as well
>>5727212>Have Ana take Cat through the portal. You think you remember her saying that she has experience patching people up.She for sure has.>"Those things are capital B bad news, right?" to Iara/Glass
>>5727214>>5727216>>5727224>Have Ana take Cat through the portal. You think you remember her saying that she has experience patching people up.Taking these. Writing...
>>5727212>>Have Ana take Cat through the portal. You think you remember her saying that she has experience patching people up.
“Ana, can you take her back through the portal and see about patching her up?”“I’ll see what I can do.”As gently as she could, Anastasia bent down, scooped Felicia up and cradled her like a baby. Cat muttered a curse and winced with every movement.“You’ll be fine. With luck it will barely leave a scar.”For some reason, that left a slight smile on Cat’s face as they disappeared through the portal. With that out of the way, you turned to assess the rest of your group.Prowler was a bit banged up and only slightly out of breath. His claws and suit were with red splotches of blood, but you were pretty sure that almost none of it was his. Glass had a few compound fractures forming in his limbs and torso that were visibly closing up with each passing second, but he looked more concerned about Cat, even though they barely knew each other.W’s head was on a swivel, her eyes darting from place to place as she attempted to anticipate the next attack. But her eyes kept returning to Iara, who was easily the one who’d killed the second most amount of Broodlings. She was drenched in dark blood, covered in puncture wounds and scratches that were slowly closing up. For some reason, the dog-sized bugs took a special interest in her.“Fucking hate these things…”She was gripping her knives so tightly that you thought she’d cause a dent in the metal.“You two know what they are?”Flint’s voice was booming at his size, and you all winced as he spoke. Glass and Iara glanced at each other, then nodded in unison.“We’ve had a few run-ins with them, yeah.”You held a hand up before Glass could continue, fiddling with the settings on the storage vial.“You can tell us after we can find some shelter. This place is too exposed.”“Good idea. We should bring the girls in on this too.”Prowler agreed.—------------Some time later, you managed to find a small lounge that was very run down, but still comfortable enough to sit down and catch your breath. Flint kept most of his sand mass nearby, blocking the door just in case more Broodlings showed up.As soon as they were certain that they were relatively safe, you were able to coax Araña and Benga out from the pocket dimension.They seemed a bit more composed now. They no longer had that feral, panicked look in their eyes, but they weren’t pretending to be as unshakable as they usually were.“You two okay? We took care of the bugs.”Araña flashed you a weak smile, and Benga nodded slightly. The quiet girl had a rare bashful expression, most likely feeling embarrassed for allowing you all to see her any fear at all.“Yeah, we’re fine. Just tired. And a bit hungry.”You waved the portal device back and forth.“We’ve got food in here if you want it.”(Cont.)
Araña nodded.“Yeah, we saw. It’s just…it’s hard to start stuffing your face after all that happens, you know? Nerves, and all that.”That was fair. Flint had thrust them into a pocket dimension that they knew nothing about, and they were likely operating under the assumption that you were being torn to pieces on the other end of that portal.“Thanks, by the way. We appreciate you coming back for us.”“Your boss would’ve killed us if we hadn’t.”That made them smile. Prowler’s frank nature somehow helped to defuse some of the tension.“Glad to know that Gloria still thinks about us.”Araña was just starting to look like herself again, but before anyone else could contribute to this conversation, Flint loudly cleared his throat and clapped his hands together.“I hate to interrupt this touching moment, but can we get back to the part where these two tell us about the giant bugs that just tried to eat us?”Everyone looked at him, and then slowly directed their attention to the two Morlocks standing on the corner of the room. Iara had cleaned herself of most of the blood by now, and Glass was back to being mostly whole. He was the first to speak up.“They’re called the ‘Brood’. They’re a race of alien bugs that travel through space, looking for people and planets to infest. They've been here for hundreds of years, popping up in random places around the galaxy and using living beings as incubators to lay their eggs.”“No need to sugarcoat it, Glass. They’re monsters. They enjoy the suffering of others.”Iara had her teeth bared, her muscles tensed as if she was preparing for another fight.“Those demons that we fought back in Vegas? They were bad, but the Brood are ten times worse. The only reason they haven’t spread their nest further is because they’ve probably been stuck down here. We’d be better off blowing up this whole damn facility.”Glass layed a gentle, transparent hand on her arm and she seemed to calm down somewhat. She took a deep, shuddering breath and turned to address the two girls.“I’m sorry that you’ve been stuck down here with those things. No one deserves that. It’s a miracle that you’re still alive. But from here, things are gonna get a bit more complicated, I think.”Prowler frowned at them.“What’s that supposed to mean?”“Me and Deep have been talking, and we think we know what that thing swimming around outside might be. You see, there’s this race of giant alien fish that sort of…swim through space. They’re called the 'Acanti', and they mostly keep to themselves.”The Deep One shook off Glass’ hand and rubbed at a puncture wound on her neck that hadn’t quite closed properly.(Cont.)
“Except when the Brood capture them, they infect them with something they call the ‘Slaver Virus’. Takes away their free will and makes them completely subservient. After that, they use them as living space ships to get around the galaxy.”“And you think that’s what we saw out there. One of these Acanti space fish?”Glass shrugged at you.“It’s possible. We don’t know for sure, but there aren’t a whole lot of fish that get that big on our planet.”“And how’re they any different from regular fish?”Iara looked up at Flint and gave him a grim smile.“They shoot lasers, and they’ve got biological warp drives in their bodies.”Prowler scoffed.“So they’re living space ships. Great. How the hell are we supposed to get away from that?”For a while, no one spoke. You couldn’t tell if they were trying to come up with a plan, or if they were just taking a moment to accept the gravity of the situation.What will you suggest?>New plan. You find the converter, set up the depth charges and use them to flood the facility. These things can’t be allowed to make it back to the surface.>Load the depth charges into a submersible, bait the giant fish into eating them, and detonate them inside of its stomach. At least then, you might have a clear escape route.>Pull out your pager and call Hill. You weren’t sure if this fell into S.H.I.E.L.D.’s jurisdiction, but it sounded like something that at least constituted a bit of backup from your government friend.>Have Flint soak up as much sand as he possibly can and use him to clear out the Brood’s nest here.>Search the facility and see if there’s anything that can be used to combat these creatures.>Fuck this. You didn’t sign up for this shit. You’ll focus on escaping with your team intact, and Gloria will just have to find another way to repair herself.>Write-in.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip
>>5727527>>Search the facility and see if there’s anything that can be used to combat these creatures.
>>5727527>>Load the depth charges into a submersible, bait the giant fish into eating them, and detonate them inside of its stomach. At least then, you might have a clear escape route.
>>5727527>Load the depth charges into a submersible, bait the giant fish into eating them, and detonate them inside of its stomach. At least then, you might have a clear escape route.Then we can still look for the converter, and later use our own spaceship to blow the place up, or make it SHIELD's problem.They already caused Cat to no longer be able to wear bikinis, which is a loss for all of humanity.
>>5727571>>5727875>Load the depth charges into a submersible, bait the giant fish into eating them, and detonate them inside of its stomach. At least then, you might have a clear escape route.Taking these. Writing...
“Deep, you said that there were other submersibles that you swam past on your way down here, right?”Iara stopped scratching at her neck and looked up at you.“Yeah, why?”“I’m thinking that we steal one, load it up with depth charges and fly it straight into the belly of the beast.”Prowler rubbed at his chin thoughtfully, his gauntlets having somehow shrunk. You wondered if they functioned similarly to your Preprogrammed Fist Material.“In order for that to work, I’d need to rigg them with a remote detonator. A timed explosive might go off too early.”“Heh. You’d know a lot about blowing too early, wouldn’t you?”Everyone turned to stare at Flint. He just shrugged.“What? Cat’s not here, so someone’s gotta make the jokes.”“Why don’t we leave that to someone who’s more suited to the role, huh?”Prowler shook his head and jabbed a thumb back towards you. You weren’t sure if you should feel honored or insulted.“How much time do you think you’d need to rig the depth charges to blow?”“Maybe an hour to be safe. We don’t want to rush this.”“Did you guys seriously bring enough firepower to bring that thing down? It’s pretty fucking huge.”Benga nodded along with Araña’s description of the Acanti. It was a fairly accurate descriptor.“It’s better than just sitting around waiting for it to eat us.”No one could argue with your logic, so they instead took a moment to mull it over. The Morlocks made their decision the fastest.“I think it’s worth a shot. I’d rather deal with the big fish now than have to worry about it later.”“Mm. Blow it up.”Glass and W seemed to be in agreement. Iara just sighed and rolled her shoulder a few times.“We’ll have to make sure that we kill it in one shot, or we’ll just end up pissing it off.”Suddenly, the Storage Vial beeped several times, signaling that someone inside wanted to get out. You pointed it at a wall and switched it on, causing a portal to open on the far end of the room. Anastasia strode out to greet you, staring around the room curiously with a hunting knife in hand. She likely knew what everyone was going to ask, so she went ahead and saved you the trouble.“She’s going to be fine. The shot was very clean, and it was fairly easy to treat the wound. She will need rest, but I do not see her injury causing her any trouble in the future.”You all breathed a silent sigh of relief.“Thanks, Ana. We were just discussing our new plan. You in the mood to help us hunt a whale?”She frowned in confusion for a moment, but it was quickly replaced by a savage grin. And that was as much of an answer as you were going to get.—----------(Cont.)
Retracing your steps and finding the submersibles that Iara mentioned was easy enough, if a little nerve-wracking on account of the Brood’s presence. Unfortunately, only one of them was in working condition, as far as you could tell. With Iara’s help, you dragged it back up to the surface and opened up the hatch to load the depth charges into it. It seemed to have just enough room to fit them, but that required you to take out the seats, and a few other things that were probably necessary for the survival of any passengers that couldn’t breathe water like the Deep One.While Prowler worked, you and the others did your best to watch for any signs of danger, human or otherwise. There was still a distinct possibility that there was someone else down here looking for the same thing that you were.Flint remained far, far away from the water, for obvious reasons. He instead decided to pool the majority of his mass on the opposite end of the room, just in case he needed to ambush any giant bugs.Unsurprisingly, Araña and Benga decided to wait it out in the Pocket Dimension with Black Cat. If she was still conscious, she could keep them company. Or maybe it’d be the other way around? They were all a bit messed up after their encounters with the Brood, to be honest. You just wanted to avoid having anyone else get hurt on this mission.After about an hour, the Prowler declared his work finished on the improvised cluster bomb that he’d jury rigged.“It’s done. I managed to hijack the remote piloting system and the camera feed. That should allow me to steer it directly into the heart, right before the bomb blows up.”You clapped him on the shoulder.“Good work. Now we just have to-”A familiar screech echoed down the hall, causing you all to drop what you were doing and reach for your weapons. They sounded close.“Get that sub into the water. We’ll hold them off.”Iara and Ana didn’t waste any time in pushing it down into the water, while you and W webbed up the entrances to slow down your attackers. As soon as it was deep enough, Prowler remotely activated the engine and began steering it further down through the hatch that Iara entered through.“Here’s hoping that this thing doesn’t decide to bite down on it, or just shoot it with its lasers.”“Fingers crossed.”You found this ironic coming from Glass, who currently had no fingers, as his hands were currently shaped into long, translucent blades.A few minutes later, the Brood came stumbling into the room, not caring that they were slightly on fire and tangled up in sticky webbing. If anything, the ones that’d taken the brunt of the damage were being trampled by their brethren in their mad dash to reach you before you could escape.(Cont.)
Ana was the first to engage with them. Her hunting rifle was already aimed and loaded. She fired off a series of shots, all of them either killing her targets immediately or severely impeding their movement. You repeated your flame-whip trick from earlier, still impressed by its effectiveness. It was also far easier to shape than say, a flaming web sword.W was more careful in her approach this time, using her webs to slow the Broodlings down so that Glass and Ana could take them out with ranged projectiles. When they got too close, you and the Morlocks would tear them to pieces. But that only applied to the few bugs that managed to slip past Flint’s devastating obstacle course.Broodlings were squashed, sliced, stabbed and punted across the room by your best friend. They simply had no way of dealing with him, so they attempted to overwhelm his senses with sheer numbers. That strategy didn’t seem to be working out for them, though.“I see it! I’m flashing the subs lights so that it’ll notice me.”So far so good. This might actually work. You just had to buy Prowler enough time to deliver the payload.“Come on. Take the bait, you big red blimp!”Soon enough, the Brood were flooding through the doors with enough numbers that they were actually able to dig their way through the several tons of sand that he’d placed there to block their way. Some were crushed by his bulk, and others were either suffocating inside of him or being beheaded by the makeshift guillotine he’d created. But it still wasn’t enough to keep them out. Despite the efficiency of your formation, there were more and more spilling into the room, crawling out from cracks in the walls and ceiling.“I’m in! Guiding the sub to the heart now.”Prowler was feeling the pressure too. None of the Broodlings had gotten too close to him yet, but you didn’t want to be here any longer than was absolutely necessary.“No! Dammit!”Prowler was cursing and banging his hand against the little video game controller he was using to guide the submarine.“What happened?”“I’m losing signal. I won’t be able to control it from here. I need to get closer.”Shit! That was bad. If you couldn’t at least disable the Acanti, then there was no way you were getting out of here.“I’ve got an idea! Be right back!”And without waiting for a response, Iara grabbed a spare grenade, ran towards Prowler and dove into the water.“What’s she doing!?”Glass sounded panicked, but he knew he didn’t have the luxury of turning around to check on his friend. With Iara gone, there was a gap in your defenses that needed filling. Everyone was fighting for their lives now.“I think she intends to detonate the explosive herself.”Ana explained.(Cont.)
“She won't be able to get clear in time if she does that. And she’d need to get swallowed by that thing if she even wanted to get close to it.”Prowler didn’t sound too optimistic about the Deep One’s odds, but he kept trying to reconnect to the sub, just in case. There was nothing for it. All you could do was wait and hope for the best.And so, you fought with reckless abandon, giving everything you had and then some. Without you noticing it, your pale green flames enveloped your entire body, and the Broodlings began exercising far more caution in their approach whenever you were around. Their whip-like tendrils were the hardest to deal with, as they were surprisingly strong and extremely flexible. You focused on disabling those first, and let the others get their shots in while you helped W and Flint lock them down.You don’t know how much time passed after that, but you could feel that you were getting backed into a corner, even with Flint’s help. That was when a loud, rumbling explosion shook the room, and caused everyone to stumble for a moment.“Prowler! Any updates?”“She did it, but I’ve lost signal, and I don’t know where she is!”Glass roared in frustration, swinging his arms around to slice and impale any and every giant bug that dared to leap at him. You prayed that the Morlock girl was alright, but you simply couldn’t spare the time or energy to worry about helping her right now. The Brood were beginning to get creative in their approach.They started using their tentacles to grab nearby objects and throw them at you, or they used them as cover to soak up your group’s projectiles so that they could safely close the distance. The only thing that helped to alleviate the pressure was having the Prowler jump back into the fight with his full array of gadgets at his disposal.“I’m running out of ammo!”As if they perfectly understood Ana’s words, they started concentrating their attention on her.“Fall back! We’ll cover you.”But you knew you wouldn’t be able to keep this up. You’d have to either create an escape route, or load everyone into the pocket dimension and try to swim to the surface. Without Iara, that plan was a lot less viable, though…All of your plans flew out of the window when a massive Broodling flew down from the ceiling to pounce on you. It was as big as a car, and looked twice as strong and durable as the others. And…it had wings!You and W were the first to notice, and it was because of this that everyone else avoided being flattened by the thing. It whipped its tendrils around, knocking Glass and Prowler back. Ana brandished her spear and threw it at the creature’s chest, but it managed to catch it with one its hands! Its other hands reached out to grab you and W, but you were far too fast for it to accomplish that. And to your surprise, it actually tried to stab at Ana with her own weapon!(Cont.)
Feeling enraged, you reached your hand out to shoot a glob of webbing into its eyes, but instead, a fist sized fireball came out, scorching half of its face and causing the creature to scream and recoil.“It burns!”Those words had come from its mouth. You had no idea that these things were even capable of speech. It led you to question just how smart they really were. You might’ve deliberated on it for a while longer if it weren’t for it trying to impale you with your girlfriend’s spear.“I swear, you guys aren’t gonna like me when I come back with a giant magnifying glass!”You drew your knife and lunged for its throat, but your blade was unable to find purchase before you were knocked away by its tendril. Glass slid under you, sliced off the thick limb and fired a cluster of glass shards at its face. The giant Broodling staggered back, its footing growing increasingly unstable as W wrapped its legs up with her webs.And that’s when the giant insect’s head exploded in a shower of meat chunks and green blood! You were struggling to register the shock of this sudden development, your mind racing to puzzle out who could’ve been responsible for this. And that’s when you saw them.On the far side of the room, a hulking juggernaut of red, white and blue metal had a shoulder-mounted cannon pointed in your direction. But instead of shooting you, they turned their weapons upon the Broodlings that had been attacking you.Bullets, bombs and repulsor rays bombarded the evil bugs, forcing them to retreat back through the openings in Flint’s sand wall. You could actually hear them calling for the order to retreat, and none of them hesitated. The biggest of their number had just been taken out, after all.And as soon as they’d shown up, they were all gone, leaving their dead to litter the ground. After confirming that they were no longer in the room, your team turned to stare at their savior. They wore a bulky suit of armor that greatly resembled one of Iron Man’s suits. But…he wouldn’t be down here by himself would he? Was this someone else?“Thanks for the save.”The angry metal mask turned to address you.“You’re trying to escape?”The giant’s voice was electronically processed so as to hide their identity. They certainly didn’t sound like Tony Stark. You exchanged glances with your group before answering.“Actually, we were just trying to blow up that giant fish out there. But we’re planning to get out of here alive at some point, yeah.”The fake Iron Man nodded.“Mind if I join you? My ride got taken out a little while ago, and my weapons don’t work too well at these depths. I’d be willing to pay if it meant getting out of this hellhole.”Then, he brandished a familiar looking diamond-shaped device. Was that…!?“The converter!”(Cont.)
Prowler looked as if he were ready to lunge for it any moment, but the metal giant closed their fist and put the device away again before he could do anything.“You’re with Gloria’s forces, right? Don’t bother denying it, I know already. If you help me get out of here, I’ll help you get the other half of the converter.”“Other half? What do you mean ‘other half’?”The Iron Man eyed Flint curiously, but didn’t seem too worried about him, even with his impressive size.“It’s incomplete. I can assemble it for you, but I need both pieces, and a guarantee that you won’t stab me in the back.”What will you say?>”I’d be open to a truce. So long as you point those guns away from us.”>”That’s a nice suit. Did you build it or steal it?”>”How do we know that you aren’t just using us to get the other half so you can fly on out of here?>”You think that there’s something else other than that whale out there?”>”I’m not going anywhere until we can confirm that our teammate is alive and safe. Can that suit of yours keep you alive out there?”>”I’d say that there are more of us than there are of you!” (Take the converter by force!)>Write-in.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip
>>5728778>”I’d be open to a truce. So long as you point those guns away from us.”>"Though we got to know what's in it for you. I don't assume you came down here just to ask us for a ride back up."
>>5728778>>”I’m not going anywhere until we can confirm that our teammate is alive and safe. Can that suit of yours keep you alive out there?”
>>5728778>”I’m not going anywhere until we can confirm that our teammate is alive and safe. Can that suit of yours keep you alive out there?”
>>5728778>>”I’d say that there are more of us than there are of you!” (Take the converter by force!)
>>5728794>>5728811>>5729001if it could he probably wouldn't need a ride, but obviously we're not leaving Iara behind.Still I'd like to know what he's doing here as well, so... >>5728788+1
>>5728794>>5728811>>5729001>”I’m not going anywhere until we can confirm that our teammate is alive and safe. Can that suit of yours keep you alive out there?”Taking these. Writing...
“I’m not going anywhere until we can confirm that our teammate is alive and safe.”Glass and W stood resolutely by your side, nodding their approval and staring down the metal man as if daring him to protest.“Can that suit of yours keep you alive out there?”You added. In response, the metal slid a compartment open in his wrist, removed a small, cylindrical object and flicked it over your heads. It flew end over end, landing in the water behind you with an anticlimactic little splash. You all waited cautiously, waiting for something to happen, but…nothing did.“I just told you that I’m not going out there again. Who knows what might still be lurking out there.”“What was that?”Ana demanded. But, the metal man was seemingly unfazed.“It scans for life signs and reports back to me if it finds anything. If your friend is alive, then I’ll be the first to know.”W glared slightly, but neither she nor anyone else moved to confront the Iron Man or go after Iara. A few times, though, you thought that they’d decided on the latter, from the way they kept glancing back at the water. But no one moved, and you continued your stand-off, waiting to see whether Iara would surface, or if this guy would find her before you.During this time, there were no negotiations, no small-talk, and not a single quip. You all just…waited. And waited. And…“My sensors have picked something up. Whatever it is, it’s moving fast in our direction.”The Iron Man’s shoulder mounted cannon turned to point at the pool of water, and their Gatling gun began to spin up, ever so slightly. The rest of you backed away from the area, hoping for the best, and preparing for the worst. And when Iara breached the surface, flopping on the floor like a fish, you and the others rushed to her aid.“That was the craziest, most stupid thing I’ve ever seen you do.”Glass looked like he didn’t know whether to be angry or relieved. W was just fussing over her, checking for wounds or anything obviously wrong with her friend.Iara smiled weakly at him, her chest heaving as she rolled onto her back.“You must not be watching close enough. I’ve done plenty of things more stupid than this.”“What happened down there?”Prowler was looming over her, and she blinked several times at him before answering.“The Acanti was sturdier than we thought. The bombs didn’t kill it right away. Just weakened it. I had to…do the rest.”You nodded slowly, picking up on her implication. If she was already that close to the heart, then she easily could’ve shredded the beast’s organs with her considerably sharp blades. It probably took a while, though, which was what made her late in coming back. That, and the fact that she was relatively close to the cluster bomb that Prowler jury-rigged when it blew up.(Cont.)
“You deserve a break. Take five.”Iara tried to chuckle, but it only sent her into a coughing fit.“Only five?”You smiled at her, patted her arm and then turned to address the Iron Man. He was still standing there, weapons at the ready, waiting patiently.“Ready to talk?”What will you say?>”I’d be open to a truce. So long as you point those guns away from us.”>”That’s a nice suit. Did you build it or steal it?”>”How do we know that you aren’t just using us to get the other half so you can fly on out of here? Just you knowing about the converter means that you probably came down here looking for it.”>”If you know about us, and you don’t want the converter, then why are you even here?”>”Why don’t we have this conversation in my pocket dimension? It’s safer in there, and a lot more dry.”>Write-in.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip
>>5729253>>”I’d be open to a truce. So long as you point those guns away from us.”>>"Though we got to know what's in it for you. I don't assume you came down here just to ask us for a ride back up."easier to assume everyone is a self serving bastard, but we need to know if his self-servingness doesn't interfere with ours.
>>5729253>>”I’d be open to a truce. So long as you point those guns away from us.”
>>5729253>>”Why don’t we have this conversation in my pocket dimension? It’s safer in there, and a lot more dry.”
>>5729253>”I’d be open to a truce. So long as you point those guns away from us.”>”That’s a nice suit. Did you build it or steal it?”>”If you know about us, and you don’t want the converter, then why are you even here?”
>>5729253>>”I’d be open to a truce. So long as you point those guns away from us.”>>”If you know about us, and you don’t want the converter, then why are you even here?”
>>5729264>>5729270>>5729476>>5729608>”I’d be open to a truce. So long as you point those guns away from us.”>”If you know about us, and you don’t want the converter, then why are you even here?”Taking these, Writing...
“I’d be open to a truce. So long as you point those guns away from us.”The metal man looked from face to face, and after a minute, they visibly relaxed, if only slightly. At the very least, their weapons weren’t primed and ready anymore.“That sounds reasonable.”“If you know about us, and you don’t want the converter, then why are you even here?”You asked. Prowler looked like he was dying to know too.“I was sent down here to retrieve the converter, but I’m not convinced that it really matters anymore. There’s a decent chance that you, me, and those kids we’ve been sent to chase have been used as bait to pave the way for Gloria’s plans.”Anastasia frowned at him.“What plans?”A small panel popped out of the metal man’s shoulder, and everyone tensed for a brief moment, thinking that he was going to turn on you. But all that came out of it was a beam of light that projected a slightly blurry image onto the wall. It portrayed Gloria’s hotel, but one of the conference rooms on the upper floors was a complete wreck!The windows were smashed, and you could see glimpses of fire and smoke wafting out from the opening.“This happened a little while ago, when the other members of the family were meeting for their summit. Someone fired a precise, highly potent explosive projectile into the window from an impossible angle, killing Rollo and putting Silas in critical condition. Gloria and Roberto were miraculously unharmed, though. Cassandra missed it because of her injuries, but I think that was by design.”Glass stared at the metal man in disbelief.“That’s insane. This happened right after we left?”Prowler’s eyes narrowed at the image.“You think that Roberto was in on it?”The armored giant shrugged his massive shoulders.“Dunno. But I’m willing to bet that someone’s been playing games from the start. Cassandra being out of commission just long enough to dodge the heat from that scuffle between Rollo, Silas and Roberto, and her being out of the room when the bomb hit. It’s too much of a coincidence. And then there’s that business with Degli being run out of town by Elsa Bloodstone and your crew.”He paused to stare directly at Ana in particular.“So, you tell me. Do you think that Gloria planned all this, and that this ‘converter’ isn’t even all that important? Are we playing into her hands right now? Is this thing you’re after worth struggling and dying for, when your boss is making power plays up on the surface? She might just be the Kingpin of Las Vegas when you get back.”(Cont.)
You and the others fell silent for a while, so you used this time to think back on the events that led up to this. Gloria did say something about Araña wanting her to make power plays while she was gone. Did she have something to do with this? Was this all part of the plan? Does she even need the converter anymore?It might be worth talking to the girls after this.What will you say?>”Whether she needs the converter isn’t important to us. So long as she fulfills her end of the bargain, we won’t have any problems.”>”I hope so. It’s better to have friends in high places. It’d be nice to have a Kingpin on my side for a change.”>”So you think we should split? After everything it took to get down here? Would you really be satisfied with that?”>”If you’re looking for new employment, I can say that you were a huge help in bringing back the converter. I’m sure that she’d be willing to reimburse you.”>Write-in.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip
>>5729864>”Whether she needs the converter isn’t important to us. So long as she fulfills her end of the bargain, we won’t have any problems.”>”If you’re looking for new employment, I can say that you were a huge help in bringing back the converter. I’m sure that she’d be willing to reimburse you.”one could say less mafiosos is a net positive for the world.
>>5729864>”Whether she needs the converter isn’t important to us. So long as she fulfills her end of the bargain, we won’t have any problems.”>”If you’re looking for new employment, I can say that you were a huge help in bringing back the converter. I’m sure that she’d be willing to reimburse you.”
>>5729864>Write-in.>"Why do 'you' care though? Who are you working for, who sent you? Actually who even are you?"Honestly, why would we even care if she becomes Kingpin of Las Vegas? I mean empowering her was part of the 'deal' to get help against Vampires. Who are supposed to feel bad for in this equation? Aliens? Demons? What could she do worse than Blackheart?Why is Scuba Stark talking about 'playing into her hands' when we are currently working for Gloria and he knows this? >>5729892+1
So when is spider rape launching?
>>5729864>>”Whether she needs the converter isn’t important to us. So long as she fulfills her end of the bargain, we won’t have any problems.”>>”If you’re looking for new employment, I can say that you were a huge help in bringing back the converter. I’m sure that she’d be willing to reimburse you.”while this Vegas adventure isn't about money for us, I feel like we can try to negotiate again.For one, she'll also have to promise that when Delgi would make a comeback out for revenge, she'll need to help out there too.
>>5729892>>5729983>>5730042>>5729946>>5730333>”Whether she needs the converter isn’t important to us. So long as she fulfills her end of the bargain, we won’t have any problems.”>”If you’re looking for new employment, I can say that you were a huge help in bringing back the converter. I’m sure that she’d be willing to reimburse you.”Taking these. Writing...>>5729983You aren't sure what he's going for here. He could be fishing for information, trying to see how much you know about the grand plan, or maybe he's trying to get you to think about whether you think you're expendable to her or not.>>5730333You definitely can! You've certainly done far more for Gloria than either of you expected.>>5730090Soon...
((Sorry for the late update! Was dealing with some stuff irl.))“Whether she actually needs the converter isn’t important to us. So long as she fulfills her end of the bargain, we won’t have any problems.”From the looks that Ana and Prowler were giving the Iron Man knock-off, you felt that they agreed with you. But, the Morlocks looked like they had other things on their mind. W was a bit lost in the conversation, Iara was too busy nursing her wounds, and Glass was still a bit fixated on the collateral damage that had been caused to the Mirage Hotel. He was most likely wondering if innocent people had gotten hurt for the sake of her grand schemes.You eyed the metal man curiously from across the room.“If you’re looking for new employment, I can say that you were a huge help in bringing back the converter. I’m sure that she’d be willing to reimburse you.”He shook his head in response.“I’m not looking for a new boss, but I’m not in the market for making lifelong enemies either. So long as you can get her off my back, that’ll be good enough for me.”So they weren’t interested in betting on the winning horse. Either they were scared of being taken advantage of, or they genuinely had no intention of getting involved in the criminal underworld of Vegas. That made things a lot less complicated for you, though. Less people to split the reward with.“So you help us get the converter, we help you get out of here, and you just fly off into the sunset?”He nodded to Prowler and gave him a thumbs up.“Pretty much. I don’t care what you do after we’re all out of here. I’ve got some plans of my own.”You weren’t sure if you could trust this guy, but they didn’t seem immediately hostile, even with that armor and all those weapons at their disposal. You haven’t experimented with your newfound powers enough to know whether you can burn hot enough to melt that armor into slag. So for the time being, you’d keep an eye on them and use them to take out the rest of these overgrown pests.What will you do?>Follow the Iron Man to the other half of the converter. You want to get out of here as soon as possible.>Suggest that everyone take a break in the pocket dimension. You want to check on Cat and the girls, anyway.>Look for other useful things to steal and store inside of your pocket dimension for later.>Write-in.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip
>>5730557>>Look for other useful things to steal and store inside of your pocket dimension for later.
>>5730557>>Follow the Iron Man to the other half of the converter. You want to get out of here as soon as possible.>Also introduce ourselves
>>5730557>Follow the Iron Man to the other half of the converter. You want to get out of here as soon as possible.
>>5730557>Introduce ourselves>ask what they know about those creatures>Look for other useful things to steal and store inside of your pocket dimension for later.we plan to blow it to kingdom come anyway
>>5730562>>5730563>>5730590>>5730863>>5730910>Look for other useful things to steal and store inside of your pocket dimension for later.>Introduce ourselvesTaking these. Writing...
“Then let’s not waste time. Once we’ve gathered a few things from this facility, we’ll be on our way to blasting through the Brood, grabbing the other half of the converter and flying on out of here!”The metal man’s perpetually angry face fixated on you for a second.“You want to stay and scavenge? Really?”You shrugged.“We’re never coming back down here anyway, so it’d be a waste not to.”“What we should do is blow this place the fuck up…!”The Deep hissed through gritted teeth. And for once, Glass looked completely onboard with her violent solution to the problem at hand. There was a deep-rooted hatred of these alien bugs buried in their hearts, and you were beginning to see why. These things were bastards to fight!The others seemed to agree with Iara as well. Even Anastasia, who looked to be having the time of her life a few minutes ago.“These things can’t be allowed to make it back up to the surface.”Glass declared.“That might be a problem.”Everyone turned to stare at the metal man. You didn’t like the tone of those words.“The hell does that mean?”Flint asked cautiously, if a little aggressively.“I’ll tell you on the way.”(Pick a place to scavenge. Introductions will occur during the gathering process.)>Weapons Development. You’ve got the feeling that you’re gonna need a lot more firepower to get out of here. And even if you don’t you can always sell them later.>Biological Advancement. You weren’t entirely sure what this meant, but it sounded interesting enough to warrant checking out.>Medical R&D. Apparently they’ve been developing experimental medicines and treatments down here. Could be worth looking into.>Experimental Tech Labs. These would be closer to the converter, but the "Iron Man knock-off" thinks that this section would have a greater concentration of Brood present.>Write-in.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip
>>5731156>>Medical R&D. Apparently they’ve been developing experimental medicines and treatments down here. Could be worth looking into.
>>5731156>only loot whatever's along the way, no detourslook into a room, and just chuck everything into the pocket dimension
>>5731156>Medical R&D. Apparently they’ve been developing experimental medicines and treatments down here. Could be worth looking into.
>>5731156>Medical R&D. Apparently they’ve been developing experimental medicines and treatments down here. Could be worth looking into.If we have to
>>5731160>>5731202>>5731206>>5731250>Medical R&D. Apparently they’ve been developing experimental medicines and treatments down here. Could be worth looking into.Taking these. Writing...
Somehow, you managed to convince everyone that raiding the medical wing of this research facility was the most profitable thing to do. For obvious reasons, everyone other than Glass insisted that you go and gather more weapons. But when you brought up the fact that people might pay top dollar for confidential information regarding medical experimentation, along with samples of said drugs, they started to come around. Even if they were technically expired, there was still a lot to learn from the research that was done here. It might genuinely help someone in the future.Without prompting, your father’s face came to mind. You doubted that you were going to find the cure for cancer down here, neatly labeled and wrapped in a big red bow, ripe for the taking. But, it wouldn’t hurt to check and see if any of this stuff could benefit him as well. After all, you weren’t heartless.The only people that didn’t seem terribly excited by the prospect of making money from this stuff were Anastasia and Glass. The blonde huntress was already rich, and the Morlock boy had never been swayed by offers of riches before. He and Callisto were alike in that regard, but for someone who lived on the streets for most of their life, wandering from place to place, it had even less value to him. Instead, they both appeared to be speculating on the potential impact this would have in various medical fields.And, somehow, to your mild annoyance, this opened up a discussion that allowed the two of them to get to know each other better. As it turned out, due to his nomadic lifestyle, Glass had more than a few interesting stories to share with the group. Anastasia was keenly interested in these stories of his, and even began sharing some of her own.You found yourself glancing over at them several times, and even inserted yourself in their conversation every now and again, just to remind them that you were there. And judging from the teasing smile that Iara was giving you, you guessed that she had an inkling of what was going through your head at the time.After a few minutes of this, you decided that it was time to begin introducing yourselves to the metal giant.“You know, I never got your name.”His shoulders lifted marginally, as if to shrug. He was currently walking in front of everyone, since no one here trusted their backs to him.“Yup.”There was a finality to that simple response that told you that had been his intention all along. You ignored the cold gesture and pushed right on through.“I’m the ‘Huntsman’. The foxy blonde with the ponytail, as you probably know, is Anastasia Kravinoff. And next to her is ‘Glass’. The shark lady behind him is ‘The Deep One’, and the grumpy guy next to her is ‘Prowler’.”You said, pointing at each of them in turn, except for one.“Hey! What about me?”Flint looked indignant, but you could tell that it didn’t have any real emotion behind it.(Cont.)
“You’ve got a mouth. Feel free to introduce yourself whenever you want.”He rolled his eyes at you and turned to stare at the back of the metal man’s head.“I go by ‘Sandman’.”The man half turned to look at him, his heavy footfalls echoing throughout the corridor.“Very appropriate.”At first, you thought that that was all you were going to get in response, but the red, white and blue tank looked up and to the side, almost as if they were considering something.“You can call me ‘Mark’.”So, he wanted you to call him by a fake name. Not even a cool codename. Alright, then. It was better than nothing.“Nice to meet you, Mark.”“Likewise.”You didn’t think that Mark was intentionally being rude. They were just being very careful not to give anything away. And that either meant that they were extremely paranoid, or they had big secrets that they wanted to protect. From what you’ve seen so far, it was probably a bit of both.Your conversations with him after that were anything but casual, but at that point, there wasn’t a whole lot of talking in general. The deeper you got into the facility, the greater your chances of encountering the Brood became. A heavy silence fell over your group, and their heads were swiveling back and forth, monitoring every corner for signs of life.Somehow, miraculously, you reached the medical wing without encountering a single one of the things. You counted your blessings and spread out to collect anything that looked even remotely useful or valuable. Out of all the places you’ve seen down here, this particular lab was probably the most…untouched, for lack of a better word.The ravages of time and neglect were clear here, same as everywhere else in this facility, but it didn’t look like the Brood, or anyone else had even bothered to ransack this place.Oh, well. More for you.Prowler and Ana were currency raiding the cabinets lining the wall next to the door, and the Morlocks were rummaging through the drawers placed against the back wall and working their way down towards the drawers sitting under numerous the lab tables spread evenly throughout the room.Flint and Mark were examining and collecting vials, jars and cases that seemed to hold samples of chemical formulas and the like. And the weirdest part was, Flint actually looked like he wasn’t completely lost in here.“What’re you looking for?”“Just trying to see what they’ve been cooking up down here.”“Are you sure you know what you’re messing with?”He gave you a mildly offended look.“Believe it or not, I actually know a thing or two about chemistry. I’m not into that weird shit that Connors screws around with, but that was one of the subjects that I didn’t suck in back when I went to school.”(Cont.)
Mark glanced over at him, examining Flint through their masks’ glowing lenses.“Huh. You never talk about stuff like that.”Flint just shrugged and went back to checking vials.“You never asked.”“Fair enough.”You turned back towards Mark, who was rotating his head in order to scan the lab for anything of note.“What did you mean back there when we mentioned the Brood escaping from this facility?”They stared down at you, their glowing eyes changing from green to white.“How much do you know about the Atlas Foundation?”“Not much. Just that they're apparently an ancient organization that’s got a lot of influence in China and Korea. Why?”Mark went back to scanning the samples on the overhanging shelves, but they kept talking.“A long time ago, the Foundation discovered a dimension that exists alongside ours. They called it the ‘Dragon’s Corridor’. It’s notable for having a large number of portals that lead to different locations on Earth. The Foundation uses it to quickly travel between fixed portals, creating trade routes between other countries without having to be subjected to the rules and regulations that would normally apply in those situations. You can see where I’m going with this.”You nodded slowly. Something like this would be a major boon when it came to transporting illegal goods. Your stomach twisted a bit when you thought of these Atlas guys shipping “live cargo”.“Are you saying that one of these portals is down here somewhere?”At this point, the others had stopped what they were doing to listen.“I’m not sure, but I think there’s a high possibility of there being one nearby. And if these things manage to find it and slip through.”“Then they can go anywhere in the world…”Iara whispered it as if the thought of the Brood populating this dimension shook her to her very core.What were you thinking?>Now you’re twice as motivated to blow this place up when you leave!>If you could find the portal before the Brood did, then you could take advantage of it yourself…>While that is pretty horrible, it’s not really your problem. You’ll do your best to notify someone more qualified to tackling problems like this once you manage to get out of here.>These things can’t be allowed to leave this facility. You don’t need all those lives on your hands if the Brood decides to launch a full-scale attack someday.>Write-in.Pastebins:Character Sheet:https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip
>>5731574>>Now you’re twice as motivated to blow this place up when you leave!
>>5731574>"Well, let's hope they have a big enough plug on the other side before they drain the ocean when we blow this place up."
>>5731574>These things can’t be allowed to leave this facility. You don’t need all those lives on your hands if the Brood decides to launch a full-scale attack someday.>Now you’re twice as motivated to blow this place up when you leave!>I can't let them destroy the world, it's where I live!
We're a bit tied up here, but I'm going to be making a new thread on Friday, even if the vote isn't resolved here. I just wanted an idea of how you wanted to proceed after you got your hands on the prize.
>>5731574>>5731583>>5731842>>5731848>all of the abovewe can't risk looking for the portal and inadvertently leaving the Brood to it.and even if the atlas fountation could maybe handle them, they could also use them to sick on their enemies, that's not a risk we're willing to takeWe're maybe due to wrap this questline up, it's been 3 threads
>>5732641Yeah, that's fair. I've kept you guys away from New York for a while. I'll make sure that this arc concludes in the next thread. I'll try to speed things up a bit.
>>5732778It's been long, but it hasn't been a drag.Things seem like they are about to end anyway.
Loved catching up. Add my vote to whatever needs a boost. Glad to see the brood show up.
>>5732784>>5733281Glad to have you along for the ride! The new thread is up, and I'll be archiving this one shortly!>>5733555>>5733555>>5733555
The thread has been archived!https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Max%20Spider%20Quest