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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:CH+EQXQ4 Mon 23 Oct 2023 16:05:38 No.5805160 View View Report

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Flying over to the floating jumpship had been fairly easy, but you were careful to avoid the spot where Gwen had thrown up. Looking at her now, the color had more or less returned to her face, and her eyes were back to normal again.

She gave you a weak glare as you landed behind her.

“I hate you so much right now.”

“You know, you could’ve just refused.”

“Yeah, but…”

“I know. You wanted to help. And that’s why you’re the one that I asked.”

Gwen opened her mouth, closed it again, and then let her head fall back against the headrest with a sigh.

“I seriously hate you.”

You laughed at her, but you quickly composed yourself and dipped your head in apology, before crawling over so that she could see you better. Her eyes followed you. They were a bit red, but there wasn’t a hint of yellow in them now.

“Sorry, but I’m gonna need another favor from you.”

She gave you a suspicious look, but she let you continue.

“I need your help to defeat Doctor Doom, because your shield is just about the only thing I know of that can cancel out his magic.”

Gwen’s eyes went wide, and she blinked several times, almost as if she suspected that this was a dream or a hallucination. Her jaw worked wordlessly as she struggled to come up with a response.

“Can’t I just…let you borrow it?”

“No, I can’t just take it away from you like that.”

“No really, it’s no trouble. This thing makes it hard to lean back when I sit down. Like, right now, it's kind of digging into my back.”

She grunted as she squirmed in her seat to reposition herself.

“Here, let me get it for you.”

She reached over her shoulder to grab her shield, but before she could, you reached out to grab her arm.

“You’re right. I do need the shield. But I need you to be the one holding it. Hill trusted you to hold onto it, and so do I.”

Her muscular arm tensed in your grip, and you got the impression that she wouldn’t have any trouble breaking out of your grasp if she really wanted to.

“But why me? We both know that I’m not the only one who can throw this thing.”

She gave you a pointed look. You nodded.

“I can throw it, but I need you just as much as I need that shield. You’re smart as a whip, resourceful, and a hell of a lot more heroic than I am. And I need someone like that fighting by my side, because I know for sure that you won’t run when the going gets tough.”

She let out a frustrated breath and flopped back into her seat.

“I’ve only ever fought C-Listers and common thugs. I can’t fight Doctor Doom! He’d squash me.”

“Yeah, and you’ve never flown an alien fighter jet before either, and look at what you did just a few minutes ago.”

You argued. Gwen sputtered in protest.

“This and that are two entirely different things! I just…!”

You cut her off before she could continue.

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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:qnEVGas+ Sun 22 Oct 2023 17:16:17 No.5804305 View View Report

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“Yeah, and you’ve never flown an alien fighter jet before either, and look at what you did just a few minutes ago.”

You argued. Gwen sputtered in protest.

“This and that are two entirely different things! I just…!”

She paused, took a few deep breaths, and when she opened her eyes again, she seemed to have calmed down a bit.

“Do you even have a plan?”

She didn’t sound very optimistic or eager for a chance to mix it with Doom, but she wasn’t saying no either.

But fortunately for her, you’ve been paying attention to the regular updates that Julia’s been sending to your phone. This city had plenty of strong, capable, and legally insane people who would jump at the chance to either ruin Doom’s day, or at least defend their city.

>((MULTIPLE REPORTS OF A MINIATURE DRAGON ENGAGED IN COMBAT WITH DOOM’S ROBOTS))

>((A BREAK-IN AT RYKER’S ISLAND HAS BEEN REPORTED))

>((MULTIPLE REPORTS OF UNUSUAL WEATHER PHENOMENON//BEWARE OF VIOLENT DUST STORMS AND THUNDERSTORMS))

>((THE MUTANT LEADER CYCLOPS AND HIS FELLOW X-MAN, ICEMAN, HAVE BEEN SPOTTED IN TIMES SQUARE))

>((TYPHOID MARY HAS BEEN SPOTTED IN BROOKLYN))

>((RESERVE MEMBERS OF THE AVENGERS TEAM HAVE BEEN SPOTTED ALL ACROSS THE CITY))

What will you do?

>Call up Chat and have her help you locate and identify the backup Avengers members.
>Follow up on the lead about that weather phenomenon. You’re pretty sure you know who’s responsible for both.
>Fly on over Ryker’s and see if you can’t recruit some unsavory folk for your team.
>Swing on over to Times Square to help the X-Men. It’s pretty close to Hell’s Kitchen too, so you might just run into Daredevil.
>Try to find that mini-dragon from earlier. You could use some extra firepower like that on your side.
>Call Julia. There’s a lot of information to parse through here, and you could really use her help to summarize all of it.
>Call your sister. You need to be in a lot of places tonight, and you could really use Van’s help to cut down on travel time.
>Track down Hill and see if you can’t convince her to recruit some help from her maximum security prison, otherwise known as “The Raft”. If you want any hope of defeating Doom, then you’re going to have to break out the big guns.
>Call up Morbius. You have need of Terminal’s services again.
>Write-in.

Pastebins:

Character Sheet:
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Equipment and Gear:
https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd

Contacts:
https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s

10 Commandments of the Desperados:
https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE

Costumes:
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The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:aY/IwnX8 Tue 28 Feb 2023 17:01:35 No.5584648 View View Report

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Gwen flashed a brittle smile at that. “I did hear about that, yeah. I was sort of worried that he might try going after my dad or my old friends if he got desperate enough. I’m glad that he’s finally behind bars.” she said, walking over to lean on the table in the middle of the room. “And I’m glad you were the one to take him down. Must’ve felt good to get back at him after he tried to take you out.”

Oh, she has no idea…

“It did, but I’m not gonna go into detail about how it all went down. Thanks for coming to meet me here.” you said.

Wherever “here” is.

“I feel like I should warn you that you’re about to see and hear something deeply disturbing when we get in there, and I’m gonna need you to promise not to fly off the handle.” you continued.

Gwen raised a perfectly manicured eyebrow and pushed off of the table, moving the heavy slab of marble ever so slightly. “That depends on what you brought me here to see. You’re not just trying to freak me out, are you?” she asked.

You shook your head quickly. “No, I wouldn’t waste your time like that. This is just something that I thought you deserved to see.”

Upon realizing that you wouldn’t elaborate any further, she stared into your mask’s lenses and readjusted her grip on the bag over her shoulder.

“I can’t promise that I won’t have any reaction whatsoever, but at the very least, this bag won’t open while I’m in here, so the amount of damage that I can cause has been limited somewhat.” she explained. ”I’ll be on my best behavior, but I won’t let something horrible happen to someone if I can do something about it.”

You nodded your understanding and glanced over at the thing she’d been gripping this entire time.

“So does that bag block the anti-magic shield’s effects? Like…anti-anti-magic? Is that a thing?” you asked, pointing at the seemingly plain leather bag.

Gwen just shrugged. “I have no idea how this thing works. They said something about it being its own dimensional space, where the enchantment is too powerful and complex for the shield to dispel on its own. Or so I’ve heard.”

“You’ve heard correctly.” said a familiar voice.

The two of you whipped your heads around to see Pandora approaching the table from the opposite side of the room. She didn’t look terribly pleased. If you had to guess, it was because she’d likely put the pieces together behind W’s identity, and understood what you were trying to accomplish here. But more importantly, you were drawing more attention towards Warren’s cloning program, and that could cause problems for everyone involved.

“We’re ready to receive you now.”

—---------

Moments later, you were personally teleported into what you had to assume was the true location of WAND’S base of operations. It was similar to what you had imagined, but on a much grander scale.

(Cont.)

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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:gKS6RKie Tue 11 Oct 2022 09:03:26 No.5430613 View View Report

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“So…why do they call you Bloodhound? Does it have something to do with your powers?” you asked.

Bloodhound gave you a wry grin.

“It does.” he said in a conversational manner. “I see more with my ears and nose than you could possibly imagine. It’s quite wonderful, actually.”

For a moment, you saw him glance around at the walls, floor and ceiling, an admiring look on his face.

“I’m not particularly fond of the codename, if I am being entirely honest.” he continued. “But I suppose there are worse names to have.”

You shrugged at his back, and you were sure that you saw the corners of his lips curl upwards into a smile.

“This team of yours, what exactly do you guys do for Hill?” you said.

Bloodhound paused for a moment, considering how he should answer your question.

“Director Hill has recruited us with the intention of creating a specialized task force. I intend to train my team in the art of infiltration, espionage and sabotage among other things.” he answered smoothly. “But I am afraid that this is all that I am willing to tell you on the matter. In order for me to fully indulge your curiosities, you would need a much higher security clearance.”

Feeling a bit agitated, you were prepared to deliver a scathing retort, but all quips died in your throat when you saw a familiar blonde amazon with rather impressive muscles. And despite her intimidating stature, her smile was bright enough to light up an entire room.

“Hey, you!” she said, rushing over to meet you as she slipped her golden shield back over her shoulder. The preppy blonde was easily a head taller than you, and it made you feel a bit strange to have to look up to her.

“You’re looking a lot better than when I last saw you.” you said brightly.

Gwen’s cheeks flushed pink and she massaged her arms with an awkward expression on her face. “Yeah, that was…yeah…” she muttered, clearly at a loss for words.

Out of the corner of your eye, you spotted Bloodhound slipping past you both and into the room, where a cheeky looking brat was floating above a table with an assortment of documents spread over it. His eyes looked slightly glazed over as they darted around the pages, and you got the distinct impression that he was incredibly bored with the assignment.

Bloodhound must have known what you were up to, because he was rolling up documents and stacking papers into a neat pile in the corner of the table.

“Don’t sweat it.” you said, returning your attention to Gwen’s flushed face. “I’m just glad that you’re acting like yourself again.”

(Cont.)

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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:SaWVvrMU Tue 03 May 2022 20:13:01 No.5253905 View View Report

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Gwen rolled her eyes at you, and her face seemed to darken once more. “I was there that day at the Oscorp Bio Lab, you know. The day that he and Hazrat attacked.” she said, her eyes gazing at something far in the distance that you couldn’t see. “I was brought in to help develop a serum as a part of some super secret project. I was so excited, so proud of myself. And then…the bombs dropped.”

Her fists were clenched, and you could see a deep scowl forming on her face. “Me and my colleagues were trapped in there when everything went to shit. I was literally pinned under a slab of rock that was slowly squeezing my guts out.” she said, rubbing at her stomach as if she could still feel it. “I was dying, and I was pretty sure that they’d be dead too if I didn’t do something. So…I took it. I took the experimental serum like a dummy.”

So she was there when you slipped in to grab the Oscorp Hard-drive?

“Sounds to me like you didn’t have much of a choice.” you put in.

“That’s what I thought. Because you hear that type of shit in newspapers all the time whenever some random dude gets superpowers. Everything always works out super conveniently, you get instant abs, and now you look smoking hot in a spandex.” she said, rolling her eyes again. “But not for me.”

“What happened?” you asked.

Gwen scoffed. “Oh, nothing. I got super strong, super buff, and I’m pretty much better in almost every way now. I feel like it might’ve made me a bit smarter, too.” she said in a slightly sardonic tone. “I lifted the slab of rock, threw it across the room like it was a paperweight and got everyone out of there.”

“And then?”

Gwen visibly shivered. She had a haunted look in her eye now. “I…I don’t really know what happened. One moment I was saving lives, and the next, I was pummeling security guards within an inch of their lives. It comes back in flashes sometimes, but…it all feels like a blur to me.”

You remained quiet and just listened, but it was genuinely painful to see her struggle with recounting the event.

“By the time I came to, the Goblin and Hazrat were standing over me. He showed me the footage of what I did and I-” Gwen paused for a moment, becoming a bit choked up as she spoke. “The serum had some serious psychological side effects that none of us ever accounted for. I don’t know how serious the long-term effects could be, but I woke something up when I shot myself up with that stuff. And now…there’s a monster inside of me.”

Gwen took a deep, shuddering breath. “The Goblin offered me a temporary solution to my problem. He gives me custom made downers, anti-psychotics, to push it back a bit. It helps keep my head clear. And now I don’t even have that anymore…”

(Cont.)

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