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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:rF4HNPvL Thu 22 Aug 2024 03:01:34 No.6085966 View View Report

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Seeing as how your newest team member seems likely to sleep in all day and play video games while you’re away, you figured that the least you could do was make sure that she had a decent breakfast before you left.

“Hey, Ember. Wake up. I made breakfast~.” you said, gently shaking her shoulder.

She moaned irritably and turned away from you in her sleep.

You let out a sigh. If she was going to be this difficult, you were going to have to resort to dirtier tactics.

“Ember, look! Spider-Man’s here to hang out with you again!”

Ember’s eyes shot open and she sat up so fast that you had to wonder whether she’d been bitten by a radioactive superfan while you were asleep. Ember looked back and forth frantically, her eyes darting around the room…and then her brain finally caught up with her body, and her eyes settled on you.

An amused grin settled on your face as she brushed a strand of hair away from her mouth and glared at you.

“Huh. I guess you must’ve missed him. But hey, while you’re up, I made breakfast.”

You slapped her on the back and pushed yourself off of the couch. Ember gave you baleful glare, groaned and flopped back on the couch.

—----

Ember took a few minutes to wake up properly. During that time, she was on her phone, scrolling endlessly through some app you weren’t entirely familiar with. Eventually, she got bored of that and joined you in the kitchen.

As soon as she pulled up a seat, you were ready with a fruit smoothie and a piping hot, croque monsieur. Ember opened her mouth to thank you, yawned, and then settled for a nod and wave of her hand instead.

“You made smoothies?” Ember asked as she rubbed her bleary eyes.

“Yup. I’m surprised the blender didn’t wake you up.”

“I’ve slept through worse with my roommate.” she chuckled. “Well…’ex-roommate’ now. Pretty soon I’ll be sharing an apartment with those criminal kids.”

“Not too excited by the idea?” you asked, plating a sandwich for yourself.

Ember shrugged.

“No, they seem pretty cool for a couple of brats. They’re actually pretty damn hardcore. Makes me wonder how they grew up to end up like that.” she said, shuddering at the thought.

“Yeah, I don’t know the full story there either. They did say something about attending a school for thieves at some point, though.” you said, sitting down across from her.

Ember’s eyebrows rose.

“Damn, really? Well that would explain a lot.”

“And apparently, the Thieves Guild is a real thing too.” you added, taking a bite out of your sandwich. You hadn’t even waited for it to cool down.

Ember looked jealous as she saw you enjoying your food, and she started blowing on hers to get it to cool off faster.

“Seriously? Have they ever invited you to one of their secret meetings, or something?”

(Cont.)

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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:44nEGlpQ Sun 30 Jun 2024 16:27:22 No.6048715 View View Report

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“Donny, stay with them. I’m going to go find Ember.”

Maybe she could help find your phone. With her abilities, anything was possible.

Shark was looking a bit guilty now.

“Sorry. Was it super important?”

“Super important.” you confirmed.

That only made her look more worried.

“We’ll keep an eye out for it.“ Glass promised.

“And, don’t worry about Donny. We’ll keep an eye on him too.”

Shark nodded furiously.

“Yup! We won’t let him out of our sight. I won’t mess up this time.”

Donny flinched when Iara focused her eyes on him. He must be afraid of ending up like those "failed Jack-o-lanterns" of hers.

“Thanks. And…does anyone know where Ember is?” you asked.

—-------

“You want me to make you a ‘phone finder’?” Ember said, repeating your words back at you.

Currently, she was resting her back against a tree, and presumably, hiding from the mutants while she took a moment to recuperate. Apparently, they’d been all over her ever since she started using her powers to help kickstart the Halloween event.

“Do you think you can do it?” you asked.

Ember’s eyes began to glow, and a collection of golden pixels assembled to form some sort of handheld radar.

“Probably. Cell phones emit a certain electromagnetic frequency, even while inactive. We just have to tune it to pick up those signals. It’d be easier if you left your Wi-fi option on. Then we’d be able to narrow it down a bit.”

“I don’t think I left it on, but there’s a chance that someone might’ve turned it on by accident.”

“Let’s hope so.” Ember said, handing you the radar after she was done tuning it.

The device’s screen displayed a green grid with multiple, blinking red dots.Five of them, in fact.

“Huh. That’s more than I was expecting.”

One of these has to belong to Screwball, and the other probably belongs to Abe. And then there’s your backup phone.

Who has the last one?

“What’s wrong?” Ember asked.

“Is there something wrong with the scanner?”

You frowned at the device.

“I don’t know. There’s more signals than I was expecting. What’s the range of this thing?”

“I made it so that it wouldn’t try to pick up anything that was too far from the park’s location. It might be picking up some frequencies from the cops, but I can’t say for sure.”

“Let’s see if we can’t eliminate one or two of those options.” you said, pulling out your backup cell and dialing Spidey’s number.

Ember’s expression was clearly one of confusion, since, from her perspective, you just pulled out a cell phone after claiming to have lost your cell phone. You didn’t bother explaining.

“Hey there, Parker Prime. I see you’re using the backup. Did you forget to charge your main cell, or something?”

(Cont.)

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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:0TtgglzX Tue 14 May 2024 23:40:24 No.6005090 View View Report

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As soon as both mutants arrived, there was another stir in the crowd. Screwball didn’t even try to hide the fact that she’d been recording Storm’s entrance, and Ember was so busy gawking at the spectacle to notice that the wind had blown her hat off.

Some of the Morlocks instinctually shied away from Storm, while others were gathering around, waiting to greet her as soon as her feet reached the ground.

“Hello. Everyone. It is good to see you again. I assume Callisto has been taking good care of you.”

The wording was different in the replies she’d gotten, but the sentiment was the same. They were all grateful for Callisto’s guidance, as well as the support she’d been getting from you and Glass.

And almost as if he’d planned it, Glass and Iara showed up at that very moment to rejoin the group. His old clothes were gone–likely torn to shreds–and he was wearing the new suit that Ember had made for him. It fit him perfectly, just like you knew it would.

“Ororo! It’s good to see you.” Glass exclaimed, running up to hug the weather witch.

The two embraced each other, ignoring the looks that everyone else was giving them.

“It is good to see you as well, Val.” Ororo said, smiling at the transparent Morlock boy. “I hear that you have been chosen for the position of leader amongst this group of young mutants.”

“I don’t know if I’ve done anything leader-like lately. We’ve all been helping each other out.” Glass said, modest as always.

“Do not sell yourself short, my friend. These people clearly love and respect you. Is that enough to want to follow someone?”

“I’ll do my best to live up to everyone’s expectations.” he said, returning her smile.

Storm chuckled.

“You haven’t changed one bit since I last saw you. It is a shame that you decided to leave the mansion, but I’m glad that you seem to have found a new family.”

Storm panned her gaze around the park, looking from face to face as she acknowledged the presence of each and every mutant.

When she got to Ember, her milky white eyes locked onto her, and stepped past Glass to approach her.

“You must be the one that the Huntsman mentioned. I hear that you are in need of ‘a boost’.”

“Uh…yeah, I am. But…”

“Tell me, are you at all capable of absorbing the energy of a nearby lighting bolt?”

Ember blinked at her and started sputtering.

“Wha-! No! No the hell I can’t.” she quickly answered. “I’ve gone this whole time sapping electronics to make my pixels, but I’ve never even tried to absorb that much all at once, or that quickly. It would fry me.”

(Cont.)

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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:HwNXc6BF Fri 09 Feb 2024 03:23:44 No.5921015 View View Report

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After everyone got tired of karaoke, you and the other somehow managed to convince Ember to play around with her powers.

There was, of course, the issue regarding her requiring electrical appliances to draw her pixels from, but you assured her that she was welcome to drive up your energy bill every now and again.

You could definitely afford it, and if anyone came asking, you could always tell them that you were mining bitcoin or something.

Lucky for you, Ember made sure to stock up on pixels before the party, so she only needed to top off a bit in order to work her magic.

You mentally complimented her for having the forethought to prepare some pixels in case of emergency.

Her presentation began with her creation of a school of colorful pixelated fish that swam through the air. Interestingly, they actually responded to outward stimuli as if they were really alive. When poked, prodded or swiped at, they would quickly swim away, only to drift back over a few minutes later. They really felt solid too.

For her next trick, she made a flat gray platform with four miniature characters fighting one another in a free-for-all brawl. She spent a bit of time refining her fighters’ designs until she was satisfied, before making some much needed alterations to the map. She introduced stage hazards, progressive terrain changes, and even a few item drops for the characters to use.

Naturally, there was a bit of betting involved, and the adults in the room started throwing money around as they picked favorites and cheered from where they sat. Things got even more intense when Ember created controllers for each character and explained how to play. But since this led to some people complaining to Ember about her designs for her character’s move-sets and the frame-data involved with such things, she quickly dispersed the pixels and reabsorbed them so that she could repurpose them for something else.

That was honestly the best way to avoid any further arguments breaking out, so you could see how she came to that conclusion.

Over the course of the next few minutes, though, Ember took a break to figure out what she would do next. In the meantime, you were more or less left to entertain yourselves with the virtual beach balls and screensaver icons that were currently bouncing around the room.

Ember was currently experimenting with several minigames, up to and including: A racing game with a constantly shifting track that looped around the entire warehouse. An aerial combat game with miniature space-ships locked in a galactic battle. A shooting range with incredibly life-like monsters popping out and slithering around furniture with impressive speed. And a multi-purpose combat training course where the player could pick a weapon and battle a virtual opponent of their choice.

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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:hSn2Ul6s Mon 15 Jan 2024 16:52:52 No.5892148 View View Report

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“Melas.” Benga answered simply.

Her undetailed response didn’t seem to dampen Ember’s enthusiasm, however. It was as if she'd come alive and broken out of her shell for the first time.

“Oh, yeah. That guy was pretty hot. And so mild-mannered. What’s your preferred build?”

“Rogue. Thief. I like sneaking.” she replied.

Araña shook her head.

“I always tell her to mix up her builds in those games. She already steals shit for a living.”

Ember turned her attention to the other girl.

“What about you? Do you play anything?”

Araña shrugged.

“Mostly sports games and shooters. Everything else seems pretty boring to me. I need a game that can really get my blood pumping, you know?”

That checked out. Out of all the games you had, Araña had only really played the ones that fit snugly into those two genres.

“I like RPGs too, but I can never find the time to sit down and play them these days.” you offered. “If I’m not careful, I’ll be stuck to that couch playing for most of the day.”

Araña nodded.

“I’m good with a couple rounds of TDM. I can rack up a bunch of kills, make fun of all the nerds on the enemy team, and enjoy the rest of my day.”

“I play shooters sometimes too.” Ember said.

“No kidding?” Araña said, sounding mildly interested.

“I actually used to be on an Esports team, but…a lot of stuff happened, so I just play casually now.” Ember explained, looking mildly uncomfortable.

“You were a pro? Which game did you play?” you asked.

“We played a lot. But mainly it was ‘Hunter Elite’. It’s a battle royale.”

Araña whistled.

“That’s a really popular one, right? I’ve played it a bit, but I could never get the hang of it.”

“I wouldn’t worry too much about it. Most of the people who get good at that game don’t have jobs, so they have a lot more time to play.” Ember reassured her.

“And what does that say about you?” Araña said with a smirk.

Instead of getting angry like you thought she would, Ember returned her smirk.

“I was getting paid to do what you do for free, bitch. And I was damn good at it too.” she proudly proclaimed. “But these days, I’ve mostly been playing TTRPGs.”

“‘Titty RPGs’?” Araña said, earning her a sharp elbow from Benga.

It looked like it hurt too, but her partner just laughed through the pain.

Ember rolled her eyes.

“Tabletop Roleplaying Games. Like, Dnd and stuff like that.”

“You mean like those people that play pretend, but in real life?” Araña asked, rubbing at her side.

Ember shook her head.

“No, you’re thinking of LARPing, but I used to do that when I was younger. Tabletops are more about rolling dice and trying to do cool stuff with the character you’ve created. There are more rules involved. I’m usually the DM for my group at ESU, but…”

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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:CH+EQXQ4 Wed 01 Nov 2023 23:51:27 No.5814832 View View Report

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“Typical New York Traffic. What can I say?”

Ember didn’t look quite as amused as you’d hoped, but at the very least she hadn’t tried to attack you, so that was something. Instead of replying, Ember swerved again to avoid some sort of invisible attack from Doctor Doom. He just pointed, and the ground beside Ember’s car exploded.

“Don’t worry. I’m gonna get you out of here. I know a safe place where you can stay.”

You pulled out your portal projector and waved it at her. She glanced between it and you.

“Uh, what the hell is that?”

“Your ticket out of here. It creates a portal to a pocket dimension that I own. I’m still renovating it, though.”

Ember gave you an incredulous look.

“And I’m just supposed to just let you cram me inside of that thing?”

“Well, it’s either that, or test your luck against Doctor Doom. Your choice, really.”

Ember bit her lip and glanced over at her rear view mirror. After a second of consideration, she groaned and slipped off her seatbelt.

“Fine. Just…pull me back out when you think it’s safe, okay?”

“You got it. Just remember: Don’t litter, don’t feed the animals, and don’t start any forest fires.”

You said, as you leaned over to create a portal within the car. A red, swirling rift opened up beside Ember. She started sliding towards it almost immediately, and you could tell that some part of her was resisting, if only on reflex.

“Wait, there’s animals in there!?”

“Well, one of them is a sentient plant, but I’ve yet to confirm what else lives there. Just…try not to move around too much.”

Ember opened her mouth to protest, but she had already sunk so deep into the portal that no sound could escape her mouth without being distorted beyond recognition. When the portal winked out of existence, there was no one left to drive the car. But Ember’s absence didn’t seem to affect the vehicle’s functionality in the slightest. And that just left you crouched on top of the hood of a runaway vehicle that was being chased by about a thousand Doombots and Doctor Doom himself.

What will you do?

>Force the car to slow down, and then store it in your pocket dimension as well. You can always use it later.
>Hop into the driver’s seat and steer this thing towards the location that Reed designated. If Doom still thinks that Ember is in this car, then he’ll be twice as motivated to follow you.
>Stop the car and fly back up into the air. If Johnny wanted to lead Doom on a wild goose chase, he wasn’t going to do it alone.
>Pick up the car, place a bunch of explosive marks on it, and throw it at Doom. It might not hurt him, but it should at least take out a decent chunk of his Doombots.
>Bail out and have Johnny and Sue cover for you. You did your part. The others can take it from here.
>Write-in.

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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:qnEVGas+ Wed 27 Sep 2023 00:42:46 No.5774787 View View Report

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She had nowhere to go, and she knew it. So, instead of taking the hit head on, she stretched out her foot and pushed off of the hammer’s surface, allowing the weapon to carry her through the air, effectively hitching a ride on it for a very short amount of time.

And while she took the hit like a champ, her landing could’ve used some work.

The table that she tried to land on broke under the strain, and she ended up crashing and sliding across the room. If it wasn’t for her digging her nails into the ground, she wouldn’t have slowed down enough to avoid breaking her bones when her back made contact with the wall. But it never did. Her fluffy tail cushioned the blow, and she came to a complete stop.

You couldn’t deny being impressed by her quick reflexes and good judgment, but you didn’t have time to sit around and gawk at her. Your opponent was still swinging a cartoonishly large hammer at you. She wasn’t faster or stronger than you by any means, but the sheer range of her weapon was forcing you to go on the defensive again. The second swing went over your head, but only because you dashed forward and ducked under her arm in order to avoid it.

“Can’t say that I like how big that hammer is, but at least it’s got a decent hitbox.”

The third swing missed you entirely because you slid under her legs and kicked the back of her knee. The pixel warrior fell to one knee and transformed her hammer into a sword once more. But before she could swing it at you, the squirrel lady’s flying kick impacted her chest and sent her sliding across the room like she had earlier.

“Incoming!”

She shouted.

In retaliation, the pixel warrior raised her gun and prepared to fire it again. You reacted immediately and clogged it up once more, confident that your strengthened, fire-resistant webbing could render it inert.

You and the squirrel lady dashed towards her once more, ready to beat her down as many times as it took. The blonde woman snarled at you and struck the ground.

A wave of light swept through the room, and a series of pixelated pillars began rising up out of the ground in a seemingly random pattern. The shifting blocks halted your charge and impeded your progress, but you and the squirrel lady were still able to navigate the difficult terrain.

“I hate platformers.”

You groaned.

The two of you jumped from block to block, using your enhanced senses to get an idea of where the obstacles would be rising next. The task was made significantly more difficult when she started introducing horizontally scrolling blocks into the mix, and unfortunately, the time that it took to overcome this hurdle had lost you your advantage. Your opponent had somehow managed to manifest a pair of wings on her back, and was slowly rising into the air.

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