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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:hSn2Ul6s Wed 13 Dec 2023 00:18:38 No.5863459 View View Report

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You briefly considered lying to your nephew. It was a knee-jerk reaction, but you couldn’t help but feel ashamed of yourself. He was smart enough to read between the lines, and you didn’t want him thinking that there was genuine animosity between his father and his uncle.

So, you did what you do best. You spoke the truth, but not the whole truth.

“Yeah. It’s about me.” you admitted.

Richard looked alarmed by your honest declaration.

“It’s one of those things where we’re both right and need to balance multiple things. Part of the headaches of being an adult. We’d be terrible role models if we let that get in the way of cake before dinner, though!”

Peter looked a bit confused by the complex implications of your statement, but he seemed to relax a bit when he noticed the tension draining out of the room. Your brother on the other hand didn’t appear to be entirely satisfied with this conclusion, but he was at least comfortable with letting the matter drop for now. You knew that you’d be having this conversation again later, but that was a problem for the Ben Parker of the future.

Because tonight, the Parkers were going to pig out.

—------

“For the record, we’re not making a habit out of this.” Richard said as he savored his slice of strawberry shortcake.

You gave him a flat look.

“Just shut up and eat.”

Peter chuckled through a mouthful of strawberries and whipped cream frosting.

“Remember, we need to make this thing disappear before Vic gets home, so I hope you’ve got room for seconds.”

Peter snapped a lazy salute and nodded. He then muttered a muffled declaration that you assumed to be an affirmation.

“You’re such a bad influence.”

Richard said, shoveling another forkful of cake into his mouth. You all shared a laugh after that, but all signs of good cheer died when your sister walked through the front door.

“Hey, sorry I’m late. You wouldn’t believe the…traffic…”

For a minute, none of you said anything. You’d been too startled to even consider hiding the evidence, and now it was far too late to make any sly maneuvers.

What will you say?

>Point to Richard. ”It was his idea. Pete and I tried to stop him, but he forced us into it.”
>”Surprise! We bought this to celebrate that ‘trip’ you were planning. I hope you don’t mind that we decided to start without you.”
>”...Want some?”
>”Well…it’s getting pretty late, fellas. I think I’m gonna pack it in for tonight.”
>Write-in.

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Equipment and Gear:
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Contacts:
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10 Commandments of the Desperados:
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Costumes:
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The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Thu 26 Jan 2023 22:56:38 No.5546257 View View Report

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W clearly didn’t like the idea of being separated from Warren, but the cloning specialist was surprisingly interested in the possibility of having an alchemy lab built for him.

You, on the other hand…

You honestly didn’t see any problems with that. So long as you and the others got visitation rights, and the clones could get their treatments on time, there wouldn’t be much of an issue. Government facilities were supposed to be notoriously hard to break into, so it stood to reason that a MAGIC government facility would be even harder to break into!

At least there, Warren would be safe from the Spider Slayers and whatever traps the Chameleon might’ve left for him. You just had to hope that Pandora wouldn’t start restricting your access once this whole Silvertongue business was over and done with.

Sure, there was no guarantee that she would even want to keep associating with him after this, but you had a feeling that a guy capable of cloning magical creatures would always have a place in their world. Whatever happened from here on out, it would most certainly be interesting.

—---------

Seeing as how Pandora and Warren still had some negotiating to do, you and Nico decided to take your leave. The goth girl was portaled away from the college campus by Rintrah, leaving you alone to swing back to Vic’s place. You didn’t rush as you had when she was attacked by Snowsnake, but you didn’t take your sweet ass time, either.

The Silvertongue could be dealt with later. Warren, W and Gwen’s situation should be addressed at some point in the future, as well. Not even the Chameleon took priority in your mind at this very moment. All you could think about was what you would say to your sister, and whether her explanation would at all be satisfactory.

You were dying to know. However, you’d be lying if you said that the idea of someone that close to you lying to your face didn’t hurt.

Yeah. Her explanation had better be a damn good one.

—--------

Arriving at Vic’s place felt more than a little surreal this time around. Despite the orchestrated attack on the Parker family, her house looked as if it had been left alone. Your spider sense didn’t pick up on any listening devices or hidden cameras as you approached. You would have to do a sweep when you got the chance.

You weren’t sure whether to wear your suit or remove it before entering. Considering how pretty much everyone in that house other than Peter knew something about your secret identity, it felt a bit redundant. However, you couldn’t risk letting the little guy see you if he woke up sometime during your conversation. So it was back to wearing your casual clothes, for now.

When you entered the house, you were a bit surprised to see both Flint and Rich sitting on the couch waiting for you. Both had grim expressions on their faces. Your brother was even holding a gun, his thumb tracing over the safety. They both visibly relaxed when they realized it was you, but neither got up from their seats.

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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:0rUfvXqO Thu 25 Aug 2022 18:08:27 No.5383680 View View Report

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“Well, you’re not doing it alone.” you declared. “I know some people that can probably help.”

“Yeah, so do I.” he said, wringing his hands restlessly.

“But, maybe…” you continued. “Maybe she doesn’t want to be found right now.”

Richard glanced up at you curiously.

“If she’s a spy, then she’s probably hiding for a reason, right?” you reasoned. “Us looking for her might put her in even more danger.”

“Or, it could save her from getting captured, or tortured, or-!”

Richard paused, realized that he was raising his voice, and sat back down, looking embarrassed. Peter was scrutinizing the two of you closely.

You’d heard about how kids soak up information like sponges, and how observant they are of their guardians, but you never truly understood it until now. The scary part was, you were fairly certain that Pete was smart enough to understand what was going on, if he was given enough evidence and context clues.

A long time ago you had a feeling similar to what you were experiencing now. And your thoughts hadn’t changed from then.

You were going to have to be careful around this kid. Now, and in the future.

Richard sighed. “You’re right. I lost my cool. Sorry.”

You didn’t say anything.

“I need to trust her and…take care of Pete while she’s away. We’ll give her some time.” he declared.

You placed a hand on his shoulder and gave him an approving nod. “Good. For a second there, I thought I was becoming the responsible one.” you joked. “I don’t think Mom and Dad could take the shock!”

Richard laughed. “Oh, really? I think they’ll be a little too distracted by the recent news of flying pigs and Hell having frozen over.”

You gave him a gentle punch in the arm, and the two of you shared your first normal sibling moment in a long time.

After the brief moment of good cheer had passed, Richard took a moment to look around. You winced when you realized what he had been looking at. The place was still kind of a wreck, but it wasn’t nearly as bad as it had been right after your fight with Snowsnake.

Vic had to move back here after Richard got out of the hospital. He wanted to stay close to both Vic and Pete, and his apartment wasn’t big enough for the three of them. The same could be said about Flint's apartment, but you had a feeling that your sister was all too eager to move out at the first chance she got.

All of the broken furniture had been moved out by some of Dad’s friends, and your brother was taking his time cleaning up where he was able. It was a good way for him to keep busy.

“Vic told me you had something to do with this.” Richard said, still glancing around. “Said it was some burglar.”

Is THAT the story that she went with? Vic seriously needed to become a better liar if she was gonna keep secrets this big.

(Cont.)

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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:YmIMHbCB Sat 23 Jul 2022 21:41:42 No.5349571 View View Report

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Cindy on the other hand, had a much more active role to play in the city. With Matt and Angela busy crippling Tombstone’s operations, the little Avatar of Khonshu had been dispatching local gangsters and mercenaries in the area. To assuage your worries, she assured you that she utilized stealth more often than not in her fights. That was one of her father’s core principles when it came to teaching her. And thank God for that.

It was only when Cindy told you about her visit to the Midnight Mission that you halted your steps in the middle of the hallway. She had gone to see Moon Knight again.

You wanted to ask more, but given how limited her vocabulary was in sign language, and your lack of comprehension, you decided to leave it for another time. Also, you were almost to your brother's room, and you felt weird about standing out here with all these people staring at you.

By the time you walked through the door, you were greeted by the sight of your brother sitting on the edge of his bed with a pair of crutches leaning next to him. Just like Flint said, he was looking a lot better. So much so that it didn’t cause him physical pain to give you that smug grin that he was so well known for.

“Hey, Ben. Back already?” he said, not bothering to get up with that cast on his leg.

“Hey. You’re looking better.” you observed, glancing around the room to see your sister sitting in a chair across from the bed. She gave you a wave and returned it with a nod. “Where’s Pete?”

“He’s out with Mom and Dad getting ice cream.” Vic said. “How was your trip?”

What will you say/do?

>”Hot, exhausting, and lacking in cell service.”
>”It was good! I even brought back souvenirs.”(Give her a tooth)
>”Helped out a few kids. I feel like I did some real good out there."
>”Getting out of the city is nice every now and again. I should do it more often."
>Try to get Flint to lead Vic away so that you can have a private conversation with Rich.
>Write-in.

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Contacts:
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10 Commandments of the Desperados:
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Costumes:
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:SaWVvrMU Thu 05 May 2022 22:26:31 No.5256512 View View Report

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“A Russian spy that specializes in espionage, infiltration and impersonation. I’ve tangled with him on multiple occasions, but he’s as slippery as his name implies.” Hill explained. Her eyes focused on you suddenly. “The man that he was impersonating, was he important to you?”

Her expression shifted slightly. It vaguely reminded you of…sympathy?

You tensed up, but managed to control yourself enough to not give anything away. “Not particularly. I picked him out because his face popped up in that file that you sent me.” you lied.

She watched you for a moment longer, and then nodded. “Of course. Thank you for bringing this to my attention. I suspected that he might’ve been involved in this nonsense. I fear that he’s been drumming up the support of the Bratva in this city.”

“Bratva? You mean, like, the Russian mob?” Gwen said.

“That’s right.” Hill confirmed. “They’ve been making moves recently, and I suspect that they’ll continue doing so as long the Chameleon remains at large.”

That sounded like a real problem, but it was a problem for another day. You’d have to go back to looking for your brother. Your deadline was creeping up on you, and you had very little time to get your family out of the city. You weren’t even sure if it was feasible at this point.

Gwen and Hill’s conversation became something like background noise as your family troubles took root in the forefront of your mind. Could you continue growing your business while protecting your family? Maybe you should hire a full-time bodyguard.

—------

After a while, it seemed like Hill was hurrying both you and Gwen to finish your business here.

The two of you stood and faced each other. “Well, I guess this is it.” she said, patting her thighs and giving you a slightly stiff smile. “Thanks for doing all this. You’re really saving my skin, here.”

What will you say/do?

>”I honestly wish I could've done more for you. I hope you manage to get the whole ‘being crazy’ thing under control.”
>”Don’t celebrate just yet. You still need to watch your back when you’re up there. Don’t let them take advantage of you.”
>”You got dealt a bad hand. I’m just trying to help you along so you can get back on your feet.”
>”Before you leave, let’s see how tough you really are!” (Challenge her to an arm wrestling competition.)
>”Try not to miss me too much while you’re up there. (Give her a hug.)
>Write-in.

Pastebins:

Character Sheet:
https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV

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

Contacts:
https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s

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

Costumes:
https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2

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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:baY31P5e Sat 30 Apr 2022 15:56:11 No.5249080 View View Report

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“Now are you gonna tell me how and why you’re involved with this in any way?” you asked.

Richard gave you a long, suffering sigh. “You weren’t supposed to find out like this. Heck, you weren’t supposed to find out at all.” he said with a chuckle, before taking on a more serious expression. “I don’t sell insurance for a living.”

Clearly. He wouldn’t be able to afford a bike this nice if that was all that he got up to.

“I did some government work a few years back. It was mostly in the R&D science departments, but they forced me to take a vow of silence on the projects that I was overseeing.” he continued. “And sometime before I left, I met a man. A living legend. That man is the one that asked me to look into all of this. He thinks that this could be another attempt at making a bootleg super soldier serum.”

Somehow, it was only mildly surprising to hear that your brother got scouted as a government researcher. Rich was always a smart guy. Too smart to live the mundane life that he’d been lying about for all these years. In fact, you were more proud than you were upset at that moment. You wanted to be happy for him, but you just couldn’t let go of the fact that someone told your little bro to chase after a demented Captain America wannabe. As if that was a good idea!

You nodded slowly, and deliberately.

“Any chance of you telling me who this ‘living legend’ is supposed to be?”

He bit his lip and shook his head. “Sorry, but he likes to remain anonymous.”

“Of course he does.” you said with a sigh. “But that still doesn’t explain why he would ask a scientist to do recon for him. Is everyone with a PhD secretly a badass?”

“You think I’m a badass?” Richard asked.

“No! Stop deflecting! I invented that trick.” you barked, waggling a finger at him.

Richard scrunched up his face in a way that told you that he didn’t believe you. “Did you really, though? Because you got in trouble with Dad a lot.”

You shrugged. “Yeah, well, you can’t make an omelet without breaking a few eggs.”

“Well, while you were cracking eggs, I was cracking open a few books that helped me pick up a thing or two.” he retorted. “Also, there was some very intensive training involved in the hiring process for this assignment.”

“I just got a very strong urge to give you an atomic wedgie.” you admitted.

“If my middle school track record is anything to go by, I seem to have that effect on people.”

“Some things never change, I guess.” you muttered, glancing around cautiously. “Alright. If you’re insistent on following him, then I’m going with you.”

Richard looked back to stare at you with a grim look on his face. “It only gets more dangerous from here, Ben. Are you sure you want to keep following this?” he asked.

(Cont.)

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