<span class="mu-r">“Toss it here!”</span>
She did so, but you snagged it out of the air with your webs out of impatience and panic. Without looking back, you crawled through the hole, dove outside and started swinging back towards the site of the ongoing turf war.
The crackling sounds and growing heat from the pixel gun were warning enough though, and the niggling feeling that your spider sense was giving you led you to decide that you wouldn’t make it if you didn’t change up your strategy.
Instead of swinging, you landed back onto the lawn and created a web sling using two nearby trees. You placed the device into the sling, drew it back, and double-checked to make sure that your aim was on point.
<span class="mu-r">“Care package incoming!”</span>
You released the sling, and the gun flew far into the distance, landing right in the middle of the Pixel Punk’s warzone.
In a flash of white light, a cluster of rainbow pixels exploded outwards, wiping out anyone and everyone that was even remotely near that conflict.
You shaded your eyes and peered into the distance at a giant, smoldering crater.
<span class="mu-r">“I love it when a plan comes together.”</span>
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A minute later, Squirrel Girl and Tippy Toe came out of the Engineering Building with your prisoner in tow. According to her, the woman’s name was Ember Quade, and a Computer Science major. Judging by the way that she described her encounter with her, you thought it safe to assume that the rodent-themed crimefighter was either a student here, or she’d been suspiciously close by at the time of the attack.
And lucky for you, Ember was a solid, human being. Not an avatar. So she didn’t fade away like her armor did when she got knocked out. It looked like she was starting to come around, though. Which was impressive, considering how you beat a rhythm on her helmet for a solid minute and a half. That armor must’ve been sturdier than it looked.
What will you do/say?
>”Don’t panic, but I’m about to try something.” (Take Ember up to the roof and interrogate her aggressively.)>”She must know something about the Pixel Punks. We should try and squeeze the answers out of her before she wakes up and tries something stupid.”>”Would you mind looping me into your squirrel information network? It would be a huge help.”>”Let’s pawn her off on the nearest police officer. I’ve got places to be and people to save.”>Write-in.((Feel free to add in the questions that you'd like to ask during your interrogation if you'd like to do so.))
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 