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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sat 21 Jan 2023 19:55:00 No. 5540502 Report Quoted By:
For a long time, nobody moved. Nico, her ringed staff raised in alarm, was watching Gwen with a mixture of hostility, impatience and curiosity. Gwen was eyeing her right back. She seemed to get a good measure of the other girl with clearly magical origins, and was much more confident in her chances because of it. The large, golden disk that the blonde amazon held in her right hand could easily dispel or interrupt whatever it was that Nico would try to throw at her. And that was assuming that Gwen didn’t just close the distance and bash her brains in straight away. She was certainly quick enough to pull it off. Far too quick for someone her size, you thought. You gave the muscular woman a quick examination in the time that it took for you to pull your thoughts together. The golden disk, Captain Midland’s Shield, was one of the only reasons that you were able to identify her right away. Gone were her stylish civilian clothes. In their place, she wore a dark blue and black armored combat uniform with the S.H.I.E.L.D. emblem emblazoned on both shoulders. Every article of clothing that you could see was outfitted with all manner of pouches, and compartments for little gadgets or weapons that she might want to store. So far, the only pouches that were seeing any use were the ones on her belt. You figured that she didn’t see much need for anything more than that shield of hers. Over the past few months, she had gotten very familiar with it. During one of your most recent visits, she displayed her ability to bounce the shield between multiple targets with ease. She was even able to have it return to her afterwards. But the biggest surprise came when you displayed your own ability to wield the shield. You couldn’t quite describe what allowed you to be able to catch it the way you did, but something about it just sort of…clicked in your head. The look on Bloodhound’s face had been absolutely priceless! You were thoroughly entertained to see just how wide a flabbergasted blind man could open his eyes. Even Peter Pan had whistled appreciatively, and he was probably the most skilled weapon user on the team. Part of you had been worried that Gwen might be jealous about your ability to use the shield, but to your surprise, she was ecstatic to have someone else with which to compare herself. This was ultimately because Gwen wanted someone to teach her a thing or two about throwing techniques. Some part of her had been hoping that Hawkeye would drop by to give her a few tips. And an even smaller, and more hopeful part of her hoped that Captain America himself would see fit to train his newest sidekick. Gwen was wrong on all fronts. Captain America didn’t even know that she existed, and Hill had no intention of making her identity public just yet. This was most likely due to her own dubious intentions for the unique team of agents. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sat 21 Jan 2023 19:56:45 No. 5540503 Report Quoted By:
As far as you knew, the Green Goblin had no idea where she had snuck off to after you rescued her from his clutches. And you intended to keep it that way for as long as possible. But seeing her here now, you figured that the lid was about to be blown off pretty soon. Gwen ripped her helmet off, allowing her shoulder-length blonde hair to spill out. She wore a dark half-mask that covered the lower half of her face, but kept the rest of it exposed. Her eyes seemed completely clear, too. Which was good, because you didn’t think you could handle a Goblin freak-out today. Especially not here and now. She gave you an imploring look, and you realized that you’d probably been quiet for a little too long. Fortunately, a nearby explosion drew everyone’s attention away from you, and towards a group of flying robots chasing after a single, robed figure. You all watched as the robed figure wove through plasma bolts, teleported around obstacles, blocked incoming fire, and returned a few shots of their own. To anyone else, it would look like the robed figure was being overwhelmed. But if the wand they wielded, and the brown, tattooed arms were anything to go by, you were pretty sure that this “robed figure” could handle themselves for now. Or…maybe they couldn’t? You weren’t entirely sure of Pandora’s capabilities. You’ve never actually seen her fight before. All you knew was that she’d managed to take out an entire fighter craft by shrinking it with the pilots still inside. You found it hard to imagine that they couldn’t figure out a way to magic up a solution to their current dilemma. Besides, you had one of your own towering over you right now. Gwen’s presence here was problematic for multiple reasons. First, her finding out that Warren had cloned her would undoubtedly send her into a rage that might just result in you losing your hookup. Then again…you could always just lie to her, or tell W not to remove her mask around her. That should at least buy you some to come up with a real solution. She definitely deserved to know just how much of a creep Warren really was. Just…not right at this moment. Second, you were pretty sure that the golden disk was throwing off both Nico’s and Pandora’s magic mojo. Its ability to interfere with the ambient magic around her would undoubtedly throw a massive wrench into your plans. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sat 21 Jan 2023 19:58:46 No. 5540507 Report What will you say/do?
>Send someone to go help Pandora.(Nico/Gwen) >"Isn't it obvious? Killer robots are terrorizing the campus. Care to help me to deal with them?" >”Look, Gwen. You shouldn’t be here right now. Who knows what would happen if word got back to the Goblin that you were back at your old stomping grounds.” >”I'll explain later! Just try to evacuate as many people as you can.” >”These things are after Professor Warren. I can take you to him if you’d like. I could use your help getting him out of here alive.” >”Don’t take this the wrong way, but I’m gonna need you to get as far away from here as possible. Both of my guys are using magic, and your shield is throwing them off their game. >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5540507 >Send someone to go help Pandora.(Nico) >”I'll explain later! Just try to evacuate as many people as you can.” >”Don’t take this the wrong way, but I’m gonna need you to get as far away from here as possible. Both of my guys are using magic, and your shield is throwing them off their game." >"There's some attacks happening in other parts of the city. Could you go check on one of them after you get some people to safety?" and then tell her the locations Anonymous
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>>5540507 >>Send someone to go help Pandora.(Nico) >>"Isn't it obvious? Killer robots are terrorizing the campus. Care to help me to deal with them?" Anonymous
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I just now saw that W was Gwen's clone. This whole time I thought she was our female clone.
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>>5540507 >>5540512 +1
If she refuses to leave since this is her college, we could try getting W to split with us from the campus. Two spider totems ought to draw some of the bots away and the shield wouldn’t impact us. But that has some obvious dangers.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sun 22 Jan 2023 01:10:56 No. 5540790 Report Quoted By:
>>5540512 >>5540519 >>5540520 >>5540553 >>5540688 >Send someone to go help Pandora.(Nico) >”I'll explain later! Just try to evacuate as many people as you can.” >”Don’t take this the wrong way, but I’m gonna need you to get as far away from here as possible. Both of my guys are using magic, and your shield is throwing them off their game." >"There's some attacks happening in other parts of the city. Could you go check on one of them after you get some people to safety?" and then tell her the locations Ended up passing out longer than I would've liked! Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sun 22 Jan 2023 02:02:52 No. 5540832 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“Nico. See if you can’t go help her out.”</span> you said, drawing the Japanese girl’s attention back to you. When she saw that you were nodding in Pandora’s direction, she glanced at Gwen, then back at you, before nodding and running off to do exactly that. Gwen stared as she ran past her, and then panned her gaze over the ESU campus to take in the carnage. The Spider Slayers had toppled statues, blasted holes in the ground, and smashed in windows and doors in an attempt to search for those spiders. Apparently, Warren had been entirely correct to assume that he would be attacked within the very same day if the jammer had ever gone down. You just wished that he would’ve had the foresight to predict a betrayal on this scale from the Chameleon. You told him multiple times that he couldn’t be trusted, but no one ever wanted to listen! <span class="mu-g">“Huntsman, what’s-”</span> Gwen began, but you cut her off before she could finish. <span class="mu-r">“I’ll explain later! Just try to evacuate as many people as you can.”</span> you demanded. <span class="mu-r">“And…don’t take this the wrong way, but I’m gonna need you to get as far away as possible. Both of my guys are using magic, and your shield is throwing them off their game.”</span> She frowned, and then her eyes widened in sudden realization. Gwen glanced down at the shield, running her fingers over the edge of the disk, creating a gentle humming noise as she did so. <span class="mu-g">“Shit. I didn’t mean to-”</span> <span class="mu-r">“It’s okay. You couldn’t have known.”</span> you said quickly, interrupting her again. <span class="mu-r">“But I still need your help. There are attacks happening in other parts of the city. Could you go check on one of them after you get some people to safety?”</span> You shot her a quick text containing the locations of areas where you’d noticed increased police activity, making absolutely certain to place Rich’s last known location at the very top, in bold letters. Hopefully, he was still there, and not in an entirely different country after tangling with the teleporter. You really could’ve used Vic’s help right about now, but she was too much of an unknown variable, as well as liability. What you needed more than anything was for her and Peter to get to safety, so you had too less people to worry about. When reminded that there were lives on the line, her hesitation had been blown away as if it had never been there. She tucked her phone away, reaffirmed her grip on the shield and nodded. <span class="mu-g">“I think I know where most of them are holed up. I’ll do a quick sweep of the school, make a few announcements, and bring along anyone that I can find away from here.”</span> she declared. And while you sincerely doubted that the girl had the heart to leave anyone behind, you knew that she trusted you enough to get the job done, even without her around. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sun 22 Jan 2023 02:04:07 No. 5540836 Report It was a strange notion. Another superhero type trusting you to save other people’s lives. This place clearly still held a special place in her heart. She must know a lot of good people here, too. And here she was letting you handle it instead of seeing to it herself. Better not disappoint her, then. You returned her nod. <span class="mu-r">“Good luck. I’ll do the same.”</span> She patted you on the shoulder, and then shot off like a rocket as she headed deeper into the college campus. Dragging your attention away from her large back, you focused on a phone icon in the top right of your HUD and looked through your recent call history. Warren’s name was still near the top. The phone rang several times, before the scientist finally picked up. <span class="mu-r">“Warren, where are you?”</span> you demanded. <span class="mu-g">“We’re still down in my lab. A few of the Spider Slayers have been combing through the old science building in an attempt to find us, but they haven’t yet.”</span> Warren reported. <span class="mu-g">“W desperately wants to fight them, but I’m having her stay here until the situation is under control.”</span> Alright, that’s good. He was well hidden, and it was unlikely that Gwen would stumble upon him. Neither of them had to know that the other was still here. All you had to do was keep them separate and make sure that no one got hurt. <span class="mu-g">“On another note, would you be willing to enlighten me on the finer details of the magical creature’s life cycle?”</span> he asked. <span class="mu-r">“Not the time, Warren!”</span> you shot back. <span class="mu-g">“No, this is important!”</span> you urged. <span class="mu-g">“If the creature is known for living an exceptionally long life, then there shouldn’t be any inherent danger in speeding along the cloning process using growth hormones and chemical injections to develop the brain at a more rapid rate.”</span> God, you desperately hoped that what he was saying had some merit to it. You had no idea how long it took to produce a clone, but you also weren’t sure if it was a good idea to try and cut corners when Abe was out there fetching the research that he needed in order to prevent his and W’s cellular degeneration. Those were thoughts for another time, though. What will you say/do?>”Just stay put. I’m headed over to deal with those robots right now.” >”Dammit, Warren! Kill that damn spider already! You’re gonna get yourselves caught!” >”Stay where you are and don’t make any noise. Maybe they won’t find you before we clear them out.” >”Let W do her thing. Maybe she can draw them away from you and the lab.” >”I’m pulling you both out right now. My friends should help cover out escape. Pack up what you can, and don’t leave any incriminating evidence behind. >”Save the theorizing for when we get you that research. Until then, sit tight.(Head over to help Nico and Pandora.) >Write-in.
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>>5540836 >>”Let W do her thing. Maybe she can draw them away from you and the lab.” Anonymous
>>5540836 >”Dammit, Warren! Kill that damn spider already! You’re gonna get yourselves caught!” And when he refuses
>”Just stay put. I’m headed over to deal with those robots right now.” Anonymous
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I want one romp in the hay with Gwen.
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>>5540836 >”Don’t rush the cloning. I can pull them away.” >”Send W to my location. Two spiders should draw them away from you.” We won’t win the spider debate, I know, and going to his location would draw EVEN MORE over since we’d be near the spider.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sun 22 Jan 2023 13:50:36 No. 5541485 Report Quoted By:
>>5540844 >>5540856 >>5540861 >>5540920 >>5541210 Looks like we've got ourselves a 3-way tie! Does anyone want to change or alter their vote in some way? Or would you guys like to wait until someone else comes along to break it?
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>>5540836 >”Dammit, Warren! Kill that damn spider already! You’re gonna get yourselves caught!” And when he refuses
>”Just stay put. I’m headed over to deal with those robots right now.” in either case
>”Don’t rush the cloning. I can pull them away.” >”Let W do her thing. Maybe she can draw them away from you and the lab.” Anonymous
>>5540836 >>”Just stay put. I’m headed over to deal with those robots right now.” Anonymous
>>5540920 I'll change to support this I guess
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sun 22 Jan 2023 14:48:32 No. 5541536 Report Quoted By:
>>5540844 >>5540861 >>5540920 >>5541210 >>5541510 >>5541518 >>5541520 >”Don’t rush the cloning. I can pull them away.” >”Send W to my location. Two spiders should draw them away from you.” >”Let W do her thing. Maybe she can draw them away from you and the lab.” Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sun 22 Jan 2023 15:43:16 No. 5541565 Report <span class="mu-r">“Don’t rush the cloning. I can pull them away.”</span> you declared. <span class="mu-r">“In fact, send W out to meet me. The two of us should be able to distract the ones looking for you.”</span>
There was a considerable pause on the other end of the line. You could tell that he wasn’t willing to put her life in danger by sending her out to the front lines. He clearly hadn’t seen how good of a fighter she was, even with minimal training.
When he didn’t reply, you felt the need to speak up again. <span class="mu-r">“Let us do our thing, doc. She was literally made for this.”</span>
Warren sighed, and when he spoke, there was a weariness in his voice. <span class="mu-g">“Just…don’t let anything happen to her.”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“Wouldn’t dream of it.”</span>
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As you headed straight for the old science building, you idly wondered how long it would take for the Spider Slayers to detect your presence. As it turned out, you didn’t have to wait very long at all.
Just as soon as you got close enough to make out some of the finer details of the underused building, a large, black spider burst out from one of the walls.
It was larger than a grizzly, and at least twice as wide, balancing its bulbous form on eight, sturdy knife-like legs. Within the resulting dust cloud, eight tiny, blisteringly bright orbs swiveled to focus on you. It made a deep rumbling sound and surged forwards without hesitation.
The thing was incredibly fast, and would probably close the distance in only a few moments. As it got closer, three silvery tentacles popped out of its back and extended out with the intention to ensnare you.
You assumed a fighting stance and prepared to intercept the Spider Slayer, silently cursing the lack of any tall structures in the surrounding area. There wasn’t a whole lot to swing from out here. That could limit your combat effectiveness.
Absently, you noticed a humanoid shadow moving in the dust cloud that it had just come from. A larger shape was pursuing the smaller target, and you could only assume that W was engaged with one of them as well. And with you, her and the mutated spider in the same place, you wouldn’t be surprised if an army of these things were approaching your position at this very moment.
What will you do?
>Lead the Spider Slayers out towards Nico and Pandora. You could deal with them as a team. >Lead these things out into the city where your movement options are less limited. >Hop on the Spider Slayer’s back and try to steer it into the other one. >Slide under its legs and plant your knife into its thorax. >Web its legs up and hogtie it. >Write-in. Pastebins:
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sun 22 Jan 2023 15:44:17 No. 5541566 Report Quoted By:
There really aren't a whole lot of HD images of these things.
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>>5541565 >Lead these things out into the city where your movement options are less limited. Keep baiting the killer robots away from all the civilians
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>>5541565 >Lead the Spider Slayers out towards Nico and Pandora. You could deal with them as a team. Anonymous
>>5541565 >Lead these things out into the city where your movement options are less limited. I hear this place called “Roxxon” has a pretty good security team. Maybe they can help.
>Drop some Khaine hairs into a web and stick it to them for an explosion. Might be enough to knock it into the other one anyway.
Do we have electrical bombs still? I don’t see any in the inventory, but I also don’t see the recipe for them so I don’t know if the sheet is just outdated.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sun 22 Jan 2023 16:39:22 No. 5541618 Report >>5541607 I'm gonna say...since you watched the Prowler create them, you can try and jury rigg a quick modification while W distracts them.
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>>5541618 Hmm. I’ll keep that in mind for later. I’ll stick with pulling them away for now.
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>>5541565 >Lead the Spider Slayers out towards Nico and Pandora. You could deal with them as a team. >>5541568 Wouldn't leading them out into the city just put more civilians in danger?
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>>5541565 >>Lead the Spider Slayers out towards Nico and Pandora. You could deal with them as a team. Anonymous
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>>5541985 Depends. We could stick to rooftops until we get to something like a park or abandoned buildings. We just need to keep close enough that they’re more interested in us than civilians.
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>>5541565 >Lead the Spider Slayers out towards Nico and Pandora. You could deal with them as a team. Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Mon 23 Jan 2023 13:12:10 No. 5542482 Report Quoted By:
>>5541583 >>5541985 >>5542012 >>5542272 >Lead the Spider Slayers out towards Nico and Pandora. You could deal with them as a team. Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Mon 23 Jan 2023 14:50:37 No. 5542547 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“Hey! Over here!”</span> you shouted, waving your arms at who you assumed was W. The woman’s silhouette froze for a moment as her head whipped around to face you. <span class="mu-r">“Follow me!”</span> you demanded, diving out of the way right before the Spider Slayer collided with you. You rolled onto your back and regained your balance in the blink of an eye. The giant black spider dug its sharp, spiny legs into the ground and swung its body around so that it lost very little momentum as it continued to skitter towards you. Unsure of whether you were truly capable of outrunning the killer robot, you decided not to risk it by finding out firsthand. You fired a webline at the old science building’s roof and pulled yourself into the air, narrowly avoiding the reaching tentacles on the back of the Spider Slayer. You swung through the air in a wide arc, before landing on top of the building. The giant robot reacted to this far quicker than you had expected, however, and was already clambering up one of its walls to catch you. You took a few steps back, spotted a row of trees in the distance, and launched yourself towards it. Thin, blade-like protrusions swiped at you as you flew from the roof, forcing you to twist and contort your body in order to avoid being impaled. As soon as you were certain that you were out of the Spider Slayer’s range, you flipped over and fired an additional webline at W. The slender woman snatched it right out of the air and wrapped it around her wrist several times. You pulled at it with all your might, which wasn’t much at the moment, considering how you didn’t really have any leverage to work with. But your arm strength alone was enough to yank W into the air right behind you. Her altitude and momentum wasn’t anything compared to yours, but you’d accomplished what you set out to do. And that was to separate W from the Spider Slayers and get them to chase you. A blur of movement suddenly drew your attention back towards the ground. One of the Spider Slayers was gaining on you, and fast! You were right to avoid challenging it to a race. By this time, both you and the clone had already let go of the shared webline and were swinging along the row of trees that you’d spotted earlier. They were closer to the ground than you would’ve liked, but they were sufficient for maintaining your speed and momentum during this chase. A while back, you’d managed to figure out the absolute most efficient method of swinging through the city, while expending what you considered the minimum amount of energy required to do so. You had months to get the rhythm and motions just perfect, and you were quite proud of how you’d managed to refine it over time. Swing and release. Swing and release. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Mon 23 Jan 2023 14:51:54 No. 5542550 Report Quoted By:
It was sort of like swinging from monkey bars at a jungle gym, but on a much larger scale. You were about to construct W on how to perform the technique, only to be pleasantly surprised when you noticed that she was effortlessly copying you. She moved with an almost supernatural sense of grace, glancing at you every now and again to make sure that she was doing it right. You gave her an approving nod, and she returned it for some reason. What was that saying about babies being sponges for information and various stimuli? You were pretty sure Abe explained something similar to that when he was talking about W. She might not know a whole lot, but her potential for learning was clear as day. If you weren’t in a life or death situation, you’d be wondering about what her future would look like once you were able to secure her freedom. Despite the relatively low altitude, the two of you maintained that pace for a while longer. It didn’t escape your attention how the amount of threatening signals in your area had increased exponentially. For better or worse, it meant that you were doing your job, and most of the Spider Slayers were now pursuing you. You pushed the thought out of your mind and tried to focus on not losing too much momentum. The amount of trees and tall buildings in the area were growing few and far between, which forced you and W to lengthen your strides in order to maximize your hang time. And when you saw the last two trees for several meters, you and W didn’t hesitate to launch yourselves off of it so that you could cover as much ground as possible. If your spider sense was anything to go by, the Spider Slayers were pressing in on all sides, reaching and grabbing with tentacles, claws and vice-like pincers. The smell of burning ozone filled the air as blue bolts of energy whizzed past you, singing your suit in the process. You were incredibly grateful to Silvio for its insulated nature, and promised yourself that you’d buy him a burger once this was all over. Eventually, as you went further and further outside of the campus, you caught up to where Nico had gone off to. She was currently firing purple bolts of magical energy at the winged creatures chasing after Pandora, knocking them down left and right. They were firing missiles and various other metal projectiles, but none of them ever seemed to land a solid hit on her. She was like a wraith, ethereal and untouchable as she wove through and around their attacks, her body becoming wispy and incorporeal like Flint’s did when he was shifting his sand around to fly. You were about to lend her a hand, when you noticed one of her tattoos beginning to glow golden and fade. It was a web-like pattern on her right hand. The pattern spread, and golden lines crawled across her skin and manifested at the ends of her fingertips as a golden net. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Mon 23 Jan 2023 14:54:07 No. 5542551 Report Suddenly, the morally ambiguous witch zipped past them in a blur of dark fabric and circled their position several times, entangling the winged menaces in the golden net and packing them together like sardines. She then raised her wand and flicked her wrist at them.
A dark cloud of swirling mist shot out of the tip, enveloping everything in its path in a cyclone of stormy vapor and ominous thunder. When the spell’s effects dissipated, none of the flying robots were moving anymore.
Pandora retracted the web back into her tattoo and glanced in your direction. Her hood was low over her face, and a pale, bronze mask was obscuring her features, but you got the distinct impression that she wasn’t entirely happy to see the army of robots hot on your trail.
What will you do?
>Team up with W and Pandora to wrap these robots up, and have Nico nuke them with her staff! >Have Rintrah set up a portal to an inhospitable location and lead the Spider Slayers through it. >Roll up the inactive robots into a giant ball and use them as a bludgeoning weapon with W’s help. >Grab a nearby car, place a couple of Marks along the fuel line and toss it into the group of Spider Slayers. >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5542551 >>Team up with W and Pandora to wrap these robots up, and have Nico nuke them with her staff! Anonymous
>>5542551 shit, I thought Pandora was fighting on campus with nico while we lead the spider slayers away. Didn't think we'd leave Warren alone.
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>>5542572 That had been part of the city gambit, that two spider totems were enough to offset the spider. But yeah, I thought Pandora was still on campus too. No need for Gwen to leave then.
Oh well. We roll with it.
>Team up with W and Pandora to wrap these robots up, and have Nico nuke them with her staff! We have web bombs, pass them to W so she can help. We can make due with less bombs since we can make our own webbing to rope in stragglers.
If Pandora or Nico can make a pit, we can push them all into it, web it up, and make it very difficult to escape. Hopefully we’re not above any Morlocks.
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>>5542551 >>Team up with W and Pandora to wrap these robots up, and have Nico nuke them with her staff! Teamwork, as per usual, makes the dream work.
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>>5542551 >Team up with W and Pandora to wrap these robots up, and have Nico nuke them with her staff! Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
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Rolled 56 + 15 (1d100 + 15) >>5542844 Anonymous
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Rolled 48 (1d100) .
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 24 Jan 2023 00:59:08 No. 5543126 Report Quoted By:
>94 <span class="mu-r">“Follow my lead!”</span> you said to W, breaking left before you even got a chance to see or hear her response. You didn’t really need to. Your keen senses made you aware of the most sensitive changes in air pressure around you. This meant that you were notified immediately when W made a similar movement and broke off in the opposite direction. The two of you circled back around to run a lap around the Spider Slayers, and each and every one was struggling to turn fast enough to reconfirm your position and strike at you. Some of them actually did a decent job of it. But even then, you didn’t stop. You flipped, slid and dove over and under whatever came into your path, spinning your webs through the air all the while. W was doing the same thing, albeit with a bit more grace and a little less precision, if that made sense. She hasn’t been alive long enough to cultivate some of the skills and experiences that you had. The potential was there, but with her being cooped up in that lab for such a long time, and no memories to build off of, you’re genuinely surprised that she’s even able to keep up with you. You let out a shrill whistle, looked for a gap within the press of metal bodies, and fired a webline through it. W grabbed the other end of it from where she was standing, and exchanged one of her own. You repeated this process several more times, finding it difficult to both avoid incoming attacks and prevent the Spider Slayers from snapping the weblines with their combined weight and strength. Alone, it would’ve been impossible. But with you and W’s combined abilities, it was only…improbable. But hey, you’ve done more with less favorable odds before. Once you were satisfied with what you had done, the two of you yanked <span class="mu-i">hard</span> on the weblines you held in your hands, pulling the silvery wires taut and ensnaring each and every killer robot that had been caught up in your web. It took every ounce of your combined strength to keep them confined like this…and it still wasn’t enough! That was, until Pandora came swooping down to envelop them in those golden threads from her “spellform tattoo”. Rintrah explained what they were after you’d asked him about them. Apparently, they were like stored spells that could be cast instantly, to a limited degree. Part of you wondered what it would cost to get one done on you. Maybe you would ask after this. The Spider Slayers squirmed and thrashed in your web, and it was all you could do to keep them held in one place. <span class="mu-r">“Nico! Now would be the perfect time for you to start breaking shit!”</span> you shouted. The Japanese girl jumped out with her staff held tightly in her hands, her eyes glowing with that same purple energy emanating from her staff. She let out a furious battle cry, and a bright beam of violet energy erupted from the golden ring at the tip of the polearm, before slamming directly into the lump of metal mass that you were desperately struggling to hold together.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 24 Jan 2023 01:00:09 No. 5543127 Report The beam punched straight through some of the ones in front, and made the ones in the middle glow white hot from the continued impact. Soon, all of them started to heat up like that, and you scrambled to get away before they could-
Too late.
A deafening explosion rocked the street beneath you, and the resulting bright flash and wave of force threatened to envelop you. It <span class="mu-i">should’ve</span> sent you flying, at the very least. But when you opened your eyes again, you saw a shimmering dome of force covering what had just been a superheated pile of robots. Now, there was only a smoldering, blackened crater to remember them by.
After a few seconds, once the dust had settled, you looked up to realize that Nico had erected a forcefield just in time, cutting the energy beam and projecting her channeled mana into a barrier. She was breathing heavily, using her staff to prop herself up on her shaky feet.
Pandora floated down next to you, glancing between W and Nico curiously.
<span class="mu-b">“I’ll do a sweep to make sure that we got all of them.”</span> she said, staring at the crater appreciatively. <span class="mu-b">“But I’d be hard pressed to believe that anything could have survived that. Nicely done.”</span>
You were, understandably, slow to react to the sudden praise that you received from Pandora. It was the very last thing that you expected to hear from her mouth.
Not waiting for your response, the woman rolled right over you. <span class="mu-b">“I heard that these things were after the cloning specialist. It might be necessary to relocate him after an incident like this.”</span>
What will you say?
>”Don’t you worry about that. I’ve already got a place in mind.” (Write-in.) >”We should relocate his lab, but leave it somewhere near here. The enemy wouldn’t expect us to hide so close to where the attack happened.” >”You’re welcome to meet him after you’re finished with that sweep. If it has to happen, then it might as well be today.” >”Do you think you can help Gwen evacuate any civilians, and steer them away from the campus? Hill probably doesn’t want her exposing herself like this, anyway.” >”You were pretty impressive back there, yourself. What’s a guy gotta do to get some magical tattoos like yours?” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5543127 >”You’re welcome to meet him after you’re finished with that sweep. If it has to happen, then it might as well be today.” >”Do you think you can help Gwen evacuate any civilians, and steer them away from the campus? Hill probably doesn’t want her exposing herself like this, anyway.” Anonymous
>>5543127 >”You’re welcome to meet him after you’re finished with that sweep. If it has to happen, then it might as well be today.” >”Do you think you can help Gwen evacuate any civilians, and steer them away from the campus? Hill probably doesn’t want her exposing herself like this, anyway.” Anonymous
>>5543127 >”You’re welcome to meet him after you’re finished with that sweep. If it has to happen, then it might as well be today.” >”Do you think you can help Gwen evacuate any civilians, and steer them away from the campus? Hill probably doesn’t want her exposing herself like this, anyway.” I’m trying to think of places he could be relocated. Pandora probably has places in mind. For us, I can joke about the sewers but I know that’s not a real option. Someplace like Marc’s mansion could be good though. It’s probably got space, and Khonshu can help keep an eye on magical stuff involving the Silvertongue. Adrian may have an old safehouse that could work too.
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>>5543127 >”You’re welcome to meet him after you’re finished with that sweep. If it has to happen, then it might as well be today.” >”You were pretty impressive back there, yourself. What’s a guy gotta do to get some magical tattoos like yours?” >Write-in >Turn to W >"Gwen is here. I'm going to meet up with her, you should come. I'm going to let her know what's going on." Why play keep away with Warren and Gwen? She deserves to know. That 'exposing herself' just reads like self serving bullshit on our part. If we're afraid she'll snap Warrens neck or something in the moment then we should just tell her everything first. If W comes along even better.
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>>5543266 Given that we haven’t seen anyone else from her team, Gwen may not have approval from SHIELD to be here. Which is a possibility we still need to consider until told otherwise.
I am tentatively okay with introducing Gwen and W as long as the other Chameleon-related fires are put out. That means getting Abel extracted and saving Rich and Flint.
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>>5543127 >”We should relocate his lab, but leave it somewhere near here. The enemy wouldn’t expect us to hide so close to where the attack happened.” >”You were pretty impressive back there, yourself. What’s a guy gotta do to get some magical tattoos like yours?” Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 24 Jan 2023 17:59:44 No. 5543828 Report Quoted By:
>>5543130 >>5543132 >>5543141 >>5543266 >>5543319 >>5543458 >”You’re welcome to meet him after you’re finished with that sweep. If it has to happen, then it might as well be today.” >”Do you think you can help Gwen evacuate any civilians, and steer them away from the campus? Hill probably doesn’t want her exposing herself like this, anyway.” Taking these. Writing...
>>5543266 >>5543279 >>5543319 It'll always be possible to explain everything to her a later date, once things have settled down a bit.
>>5543438 That's one of the mutations that can be earned through further experimentation! Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 24 Jan 2023 18:57:59 No. 5543881 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“You’re welcome to meet him after you’re finished with that sweep. If it has to happen, then it might as well be today.”</span> you said with a shrug. Pandora refocused her attention on you, and nodded slightly. <span class="mu-b">“That would be…much appreciated. It’d be good to find out more about this mysterious scientist’s capabilities. We’ll have to limit the knowledge that he learns from cloning the Silvertongue.”</span> she explained. <span class="mu-b">“And it might become necessary to erase his memories later, if he learns too much.”</span> You weren’t sure how you felt about that. Webb hadn’t managed to find any evidence that Pandora had altered your memories ever since the two of you met. That was something, at least. The moment you suspected her of doing so, all bets were off. <span class="mu-r">“Let’s worry about that later. For now, do you think you can help Gwen evacuate civilians and steer them away from the campus?”</span> you asked. <span class="mu-r">“Hill probably doesn’t want her exposing herself like this anyway.”</span> Pandora twirled her wand around in her hand and glanced back at the campus. <span class="mu-b">“She wouldn’t exactly be inclined to trust me, since we’ve only met once or twice. It might be best to conceal my identity for now, and pretend to be a concerned metahuman who happened to be in the area.”</span> the director thought aloud. <span class="mu-b">“Plus, I don’t want to get too close to that shield. My spellform tattoos are just about the only thing that doesn’t feel terribly difficult to cast whenever she’s nearby.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Aren’t you the one that retrieved it in the first place?”</span> you shot back. She sighed and shook her head. <span class="mu-b">“Doesn’t mean I have to like it.”</span> Slowly, Pandora began to lift off of the ground and rise into the sky, her cloak billowing in the wind. <span class="mu-b">“I’ll be back. Make sure that you’re here to introduce me and that scientist of yours.”</span> she said. And without waiting for your reply, she blinked out of existence, most likely taking advantage of ESU’s lack of teleportation wards. <span class="mu-b">“Now she’s just showing off.”</span> Nico walked up to stand beside you as you both stared up at where Pandora had just been. <span class="mu-b">“What do we do now?”</span> she asked. You opened your mouth to answer, but a collection of unread notifications drew your immediate attention away from the little witch. The first was from Abe, informing you that he and the others got out safely with the research and the LMD! You’d been concerned about his ability to escape such a well protected facility, but it would appear that your clone brother shared your uncanny ability to pull off the impossible. You would have to ask how he managed to do it next time you saw him. The next two were confirmations from Cat and Prowler that just about summarized what Abe had already told you. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 24 Jan 2023 18:59:22 No. 5543883 Report The fourth text was from Cindy, confirming that the armed men had retreated from your parent’s place. She managed to chase the majority of them down in the Wall-Crawler, but a few were teleported away by the blonde woman that Vic told you about.
And the fifth was from Julia, informing you that the hired guns that had been going after your brother and best friend were thoroughly thrashed and evacuated by the very same teleporter. The fiery redhead sent the word out to any nearby heroes she could get a hold of, and Iron Fist and Luke Cage were the ones that eventually came to the rescue.
From what you could gather, the Chameleon’s forces were being pulled out by the teleporter to regroup at another location. The fact that the radio hadn’t gone off again was slightly worrying. It meant that they had either figured out your little ruse, or they had decided to go rogue after figuring out that the Parker family weren’t such easy marks as they might have been led to believe.
You were briefly broken out of your reverie by Nico waving a hand in front of your face.
<span class="mu-b">“Hellooo! Earth to Huntsman.”</span>
You blinked at her a few times, still trying to mentally sort the information you’d just obtained.
What will you do while you wait for Pandora to return?
>Call Abe or one of the other Desperados to get a better idea of what happened during the Roxxon heist. >Call Richard or Flint to make sure that they’re alright. >Call Julia and see if she can’t look into a “Yuri Watanabe”. You might need Pandora’s memory altering expertise, after all. >Call Vic to make sure that she and Peter got out safely. >Request that Madame Webb go fishing around in the Chameleon’s head for more information. He’s sure to know where the remainder of the Chameleon’s forces are hiding. >Head back towards Warren’s lab. You’ll need to explain a few things to him before he meets Pandora. >”I’ll handle things from here. I really appreciate your help, but you’re welcome to ask Rintrah to portal you back to the mansion until further notice.” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5543883 >Call Abe or one of the other Desperados to get a better idea of what happened during the Roxxon heist. >Call Richard or Flint to make sure that they’re alright. >Call Julia and see if she can’t look into a “Yuri Watanabe”. You might need Pandora’s memory altering expertise, after all. Anonymous
>>5543883 >Call Abe or one of the other Desperados to get a better idea of what happened during the Roxxon heist. >Call Richard or Flint to make sure that they’re alright. >Call Julia and see if she can’t look into a “Yuri Watanabe”. You might need Pandora’s memory altering expertise, after all. >Call Vic to make sure that she and Peter got out safely. Anonymous
>>5543883 >>5543891 +1
I’d also like to toss in
>Contact Chameleon’s group and get a ceasefire. You already beat them back on all fronts and that calling on the line means Chameleon is captured. They also know you represent more than just a single metahuman now. That all means you can talk business. Anonymous
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>>5543883 >>Call Vic to make sure that she and Peter got out safely. >Call Richard or Flint to make sure that they’re alright. >Head back towards Warren’s lab. You’ll need to explain a few things to him before he meets Pandora. Anonymous
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 24 Jan 2023 23:32:38 No. 5544157 Report Quoted By:
>>5543888 >>5543891 >>5543913 >>5543919 >>5544018 >>5544036 >Call Abe or one of the other Desperados to get a better idea of what happened during the Roxxon heist. >Call Richard or Flint to make sure that they’re alright. >Call Julia and see if she can’t look into a “Yuri Watanabe”. You might need Pandora’s memory altering expertise, after all. >Call Vic to make sure that she and Peter got out safely. Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Wed 25 Jan 2023 00:06:34 No. 5544199 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“Gimme a sec. I need to make a few calls.”</span> you said, before walking back towards ESU’s campus. Nico’s expression was somewhere between impatient and concerned, but she knew damn well that this was important, so she was going to have to wait before you gave her any updates. Your family’s safety took priority over all else. You decided to call Abe first, since his situation was probably the most concerning. Thankfully, it didn’t take very long for him to pick up, and you managed to rope him, Cat and Prowler into a four-way call. <span class="mu-r">“Hey there, Charlotte. How’re you holding up?”</span> Abe let out a weary laugh. <span class="mu-b">“Me? Just peachy. Never better. Your suit’s seen some better days, though.”</span> <span class="mu-b">“Forget the suit! You should’ve seen this guy, spider.”</span> Cat chimed in, sounding endlessly amused. <span class="mu-b">“He had their whole security team running with their tails between their legs.”</span> <span class="mu-g">“I still don’t know what you did to make them react like that.”</span> Prowler said. You thought you had an idea as to what happened. You remember that brief flash of fear you’d felt when Abe lost his cool. If he sent out a pulse with tangible, intentional malice behind it, then everyone around him would be hard pressed to ignore the animal instinct screaming at them to run for the hills. <span class="mu-b">“The automated defenses were harder to deal with, though.”</span> Abe admitted. <span class="mu-b">“If it wasn’t for Prowler, those turrets would’ve cut me to pieces.”</span> <span class="mu-b">“No, I think it would’ve been the laser defense grid. Both of you seem pretty good at avoiding projectiles.”</span> Cat noted. <span class="mu-r">“Can I at least get a rough estimate of how much it’d cost to repair the suit?”</span> you asked. Cat snickered. <span class="mu-b">“I think the LMD’s clothes are in better shape.”</span> <span class="mu-b">“She’s exaggerating!”</span> Abe denied. <span class="mu-g">“Not by much...”</span> Prowler muttered. You let out a long, suffering sigh, and decided to drop the topic for now. <span class="mu-b">“How’re things going on your end?”</span> Abe asked. <span class="mu-b">“Is everybody safe?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Pretty much, yeah. I’m at ESU right now assessing the damage.”</span> you confirmed. <span class="mu-b">“What happened!? Did Warren or W get hurt?”</span> The alarm in his voice was clear as day. You hadn’t had time to report each and every development in the Chameleon’s attack. But considering how he’d been fighting for his life up until now, you couldn’t bring yourself to feel any guilt over it. <span class="mu-r">“They’re fine. We made sure of that.”</span> you said in a reassuring tone. <span class="mu-r">“Most of the Chameleon’s forces have retreated by now, and we’re just licking our wounds. We’ll have to deal with them at some point, though.”</span> Abel breathed a sigh of relief. <span class="mu-b">“Good. That’s good.”</span> <span class="mu-b">“We’re headed back to the base to drop off the LMD and the stolen data.”</span> Cat reported. <span class="mu-b">“We’ll be lying low for a little while until the heat dies down, but feel free to holler if you need us.”</span>
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Wed 25 Jan 2023 00:07:36 No. 5544204 Report What will you say?
>”I will. Thanks a million. I knew I could count on you guys.” >”If you think you can salvage that LMD, feel free to scrap it and split the proceeds. You’ve earned it.” >”Do you guys think we can reprogram that LMD? Having a personal spy-bot could come in handy later.” >”Sure thing. Do you think one of you could deliver the data to my location? I’m kind of in a rush here.” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5544204 >>”I will. Thanks a million. I knew I could count on you guys.” Anonymous
>>5544204 ”I will. Thanks a million. I knew I could count on you guys.”
>”If you think you can salvage that LMD, feel free to scrap it and split the proceeds. You’ve earned it.” Anonymous
>>5544204 >”I will. Thanks a million. I knew I could count on you guys.” >”If you think you can salvage that LMD, feel free to scrap it and split the proceeds. You’ve earned it.” Anonymous
>>5544204 >”I will. Thanks a million. I knew I could count on you guys.” >”If you think you can salvage that LMD, feel free to scrap it and split the proceeds. You’ve earned it.” >"Or reprogram it and keep it. It's yours to do what you want." Anonymous
>>5544204 >”I will. Thanks a million. I knew I could count on you guys.” >”If you think you can salvage that LMD, feel free to scrap it and split the proceeds. You’ve earned it.” >"Or reprogram it and keep it. It's yours to do what you want." Anonymous
>>5544204 >”I will. Thanks a million. I knew I could count on you guys.” >”If you think you can salvage that LMD, feel free to scrap it and split the proceeds. You’ve earned it.” Anonymous
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>>5544204 >>”I will. Thanks a million. I knew I could count on you guys.” >"I want to get rid of the thing. Guy like Chameleon could have it rigged from here to Timbuktu. And even the original manufacturer might not want to have their tech get out just like that." Paranoid, sure, but that is the headspace Ben is in right now.
>"Let's get it to Mason for inspection and maybe a bid first before we bring it back." >"I'll leave it up to you what you want to do with it if you don't sell it on the spot. Either way, split the proceeds between you, you’ve earned it.” Anonymous
>>5544204 >>”I will. Thanks a million. I knew I could count on you guys.” >>”If you think you can salvage that LMD, feel free to scrap it and split the proceeds. You’ve earned it.” Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Wed 25 Jan 2023 18:45:02 No. 5544803 Report Quoted By:
>>5544207 >>5544215 >>5544229 >>5544235 >>5544400 >>5544484 >>5544628 >”I will. Thanks a million. I knew I could count on you guys.” >”If you think you can salvage that LMD, feel free to scrap it and split the proceeds. You’ve earned it.” >"Or reprogram it and keep it. It's yours to do what you want." Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Wed 25 Jan 2023 20:46:49 No. 5544914 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“I will. Thanks a million. I knew I could count on you guys.”</span> you said. If Abe were anywhere near you, he’d probably be able to sense the waves of relief practically rolling off of you. <span class="mu-r">“If you think you can salvage that LMD, feel free to scrap it and split the proceeds. You’ve earned it.”</span> And you absolutely meant that. It wasn’t just lip service. Your repeated victories during these trying times, and your perseverance in the face of an almost overwhelming sense of despair was only made possible by the people who’ve been supporting your family and propping you up. Favors went a long way in your line of work, and you’ve been making mental notes of everyone who’s ever risked their neck to help you for little to no gain. Someday, once this was all over, you’d make sure to pay them back somehow. <span class="mu-r">“Or reprogram it and keep it. It’s your choice.”</span> you added. <span class="mu-b">“Did I ever mention how much I appreciate our little arrangement?”</span> Cat said, forgetting about her exhaustion entirely now that the offer of cold, hard cash was on the table. <span class="mu-b">“It’s liable to make a girl get a little spoiled.”</span> <span class="mu-g">“I’ll take your share if you don’t want it.”</span> Prowler offered. Felicia scoffed as if she’d just been deeply insulted. <span class="mu-b">“Despite what our recent dive into the belly of the beast might have you believe, I’m not crazy. How could I say no to such a generous offer?”</span> The Prowler chuckled, surprising everyone in the group call. You supposed that the promise of a big payday was enough to brighten anyone's mood. <span class="mu-g">“Either way, I’ll have to fix it up before we can sell it to anyone. Nobody wants to buy damaged goods.”</span> <span class="mu-b">“You do that, buddy. I need to go and check on a few people.”</span> Abe said. <span class="mu-b">“Huntsman, let me know what happens over at ESU. I feel like it’d be a bad idea for me to head on over right now.”</span> Right. If all of you were together, then it might attract even more Spider Slayers. You were pretty sure that you got most, if not all of them, but it wasn’t a good idea to press your luck today. <span class="mu-r">“I’ll handle things on my end. You do what you need to do.”</span> The call ended soon after, and you immediately dialed Rich’s number to check in with him. Thankfully, he and Flint were relatively unharmed, and were now headed back to Vic’s house to see if she might’ve gone back there with Peter. You reassured him that the two of them were still together, and assumed that they were still safe. However, you were less certain about their current whereabouts. Vic hadn’t actually told you where she was going after she’d teleported away. Since the hitmen knew her identity, they most likely knew where she lived, so it probably wouldn’t be a great idea to go back to her house. You would have to call her and pass the information along as soon as you got the chance. Putting the two on hold for the time being, you switched your attention over to Julia. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Wed 25 Jan 2023 20:51:07 No. 5544917 Report <span class="mu-r">“Jules. You there?”</span>
<span class="mu-b">“I’m here. What’s up?”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“I need you to look into a cop. A ‘Yuri Watanabe’.”</span> you requested.
<span class="mu-b">“Sure, thing. What’s so special about her?”</span> she asked.
<span class="mu-r">“I don’t know yet. She came asking around about the vampire case concerning Cindy’s parents and we managed to guilt her into leaving.”</span> you admitted. <span class="mu-r">“It could be nothing, but the timing of it was way too convenient. I need to make sure that she isn’t getting paid off by the Chameleon, or subtly manipulated in some way.”</span>
<span class="mu-b">“Alright, I’ll look into it as soon as I can.”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“Great. Keep me posted.”</span>
You hung up and silently prayed that you were just being paranoid. Some part of you was simultaneously surprised and disappointed that Pandora’s division hadn’t done a better job of covering up the whole debacle. You had assumed that that was the reason why the cops weren’t making a genuine effort in looking for Cindy. Cults and cover-ups went hand-in-hand, after all.
Seeing as how you still had some time before Pandora got back, you decided to make good on that promise of checking in on your sister. Or at least, who you <span class="mu-i">thought</span> was your sister.
To your surprise, she answered almost immediately.
The voice that answered on the other end was cold, clipped and cautious, but the identity of the speaker was undoubtedly Victoria.
<span class="mu-b">“Hello?”</span>
Maybe now would be a good time for you to get some answers for some of your more pressing questions.
What will you say?
>”Where are you? Rich and Flint are looking for you. You should call them after this.” >”Are you okay? Has anyone else tried coming after you?” >”I know about the memory manipulation, Vic. If that’s really your name.” >”If I’m going to trust you, I need to know what you’re about. You don’t have to tell me everything, but I need something to go on.” >”Do you mind if I rope the other two into this call? I think we’re all overdue for a nice, long chat.” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:
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>>5544917 >>”Where are you? Rich and Flint are looking for you. You should call them after this.” >>”Are you okay? Has anyone else tried coming after you?” I think the chat should be in person
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>>5544917 ”I know about the memory manipulation, Vic. If that’s really your name.”
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>>5544917 >”Where are you? Rich and Flint are looking for you. You should call them after this.” >”Are you okay? Has anyone else tried coming after you?” >”I know about the memory manipulation, Vic. We'll have a longer discussion after this whole shit show it's over." Anonymous
>>5544917 >”Where are you? Rich and Flint are looking for you. You should call them after this.” >”Are you okay? Has anyone else tried coming after you?” >”When offered, I kept both sets of memories. We do need to talk about that though.” I’d like to really catch her off-guard. No warning we’re about to bring it up, just tell her we decided to keep the memories. Drop the sword that’s been hanging over her head for a while and have her see it’s not playing out like she thought. Hopefully that shocks something meaningful out of her.
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>>5544917 >>”Are you okay? Has anyone else tried coming after you?” >>”Where are you? Rich and Flint are looking for you. You should call them after this.” >"Remember back when my apartment blew up? You were the only person who called to check if I'm okay." >"I don't know who you are, but I know you're someone who cares." Anonymous
>>5544917 >>”Where are you? Rich and Flint are looking for you. You should call them after this.” >>”Are you okay? Has anyone else tried coming after you?” >write in "how is pete"?
Save the rest when we know we arnt being listened too.
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>>5545108 +1, keeping up the paranoia is wise until we're absolutely sure. Then we drop and sleep
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>>5544917 >”Where are you? Rich and Flint are looking for you. You should call them after this.” >”Are you okay? Has anyone else tried coming after you?” >”I know about the memory manipulation, Vic. If that’s really your name.” >”If I’m going to trust you, I need to know what you’re about. You don’t have to tell me everything, but I need something to go on.” Anonymous
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>>5545512 Inproved over the original even! I like the veins bulging on Huntsman.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Thu 26 Jan 2023 13:49:58 No. 5545756 Report Quoted By:
>>5544924 >>5544930 >>5544959 >>5544996 >>5545039 >>5545108 >>5545149 >”Where are you? Rich and Flint are looking for you. You should call them after this.” >”Are you okay? How's Pete? Has anyone else tried coming after you?” Taking these. Writing...
>>5545512 Fuckin SAVED!
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Thu 26 Jan 2023 14:46:33 No. 5545787 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“Where are you? Rich and Flint are looking for you.”</span> you said, trying to conceal the almost overwhelming sense of panic you felt with the genuine concern that the emotion stemmed from. <span class="mu-r">“You should call them after this.”</span> you added. <span class="mu-b">“If you don’t mind, I will leave that to you. There is a decent chance that our assailants are observing us as we speak.”</span> she concluded. <span class="mu-b">“Me and Peter are back at the house.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Is he alright?”</span> <span class="mu-b">“He’s fine. Just a bit exhausted.”</span> Vic said. <span class="mu-r">“And what about you?”</span> <span class="mu-b">“I’ll manage.”</span> she said quickly. <span class="mu-b">“But…thank you for your concern. I know you must have a lot of questions.”</span> That was the understatement of the year! As soon as you got a chance to meet up with the others, the Parker family was going to have a nice long chat about trust, honesty, and loyalty. Sure, you weren’t exactly a shining example of an entirely honest person. However, this next family intervention wasn’t going to be about you, for once. It was a small victory, but you would accept it gratefully. <span class="mu-r">“We’ll get to that later. For now, I just want to make sure that everyone lives through the night.”</span> you declared. <span class="mu-r">“Are you sure you feel safe in that house? I have a few other places that’d probably suit your needs better.”</span> <span class="mu-b">“Don’t worry. I’m close to Peter. At the first sign of danger, the two of us will flee to that large building you brought us to.”</span> Did she mean Webb’s mansion? That definitely made a certain kind of sense, but it would make more even sense if she just opted to go there in the first place, instead of waiting for trouble to find her. Was she that confident in her survival instincts? To her credit, she seemed to have survived the Chameleon’s ambush without sustaining any meaningful damage. That had to be good for something. You would just have to trust her until you were done with things on your end. —------ Soon after you ended the call with Vic, you informed Rich and Flint of her location and gave an update of the situation to Julia. She and Nico seemed greatly relieved when they heard that everyone was safe. W’s facial expressions were…hard to gauge, but you were certain that you’d seen some of the tension leave her shoulders upon having been informed that there wasn’t any need to fight for a while. While you waited for Pandora to return, the three of you engaged each other in casual conversation. And by that, you meant that you and Nico talked, while W listened attentively. She was noticeably distracted, most likely worrying for Warren’s safety. You reassured her that he was most likely fine, and even offered to let her run back to him while you waited. And…she did exactly that. Abel was probably right about her seeing Warren as some sort of twisted father figure. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Thu 26 Jan 2023 14:48:03 No. 5545790 Report Before you could entertain the thought any further, Pandora blinked back into existence and floated back down to stand directly in front of you. <span class="mu-b">“Alright, let’s go.”</span> —----------- You weren’t sure what you expected from Warren and Pandora’s first meeting, but it was surprisingly…cordial, for lack of a better word. The secretive wizard demonstrated her impressive magical power by repairing most of the damage that the Chameleon’s bomb had done to the lab. Dangling, sparking wires wove themselves back together, and the cracked tile and plaster was being reshaped into something salvageable. It was no small miracle that neither he nor W had gotten caught in the explosion. It was once again beginning to resemble a well-maintained lab, and less like…well, a place where a bomb had gone off. The more sensitive equipment would take more time to repair, but there was nothing to be done about that. W remained close by Warren’s side during Pandora’s interrogation, clearly wary of the other woman. If the W.A.N.D. director was at all bothered by her presence, she didn’t show it. Before either of them had met, you made sure to inform Pandora of Warren’s limited knowledge regarding the Silvertongue. She’d approved of your decision to keep him in the dark, but had ultimately made her own concessions when it came to the mad scientist. It was true that he needed to be informed of certain things so that the cloning process could go off without a hitch. Neither of you had the time or patience to tolerate failure in this regard, as you were both incredibly busy individuals. So right now, Pandora was informing Warren of some of the Silvertongue’s more…peculiar qualities. The biggest difference between the clone and the original was Warren’s decision to make the parasitic creature and the human host into a single entity, eliminating the need to refresh the host body. Pandora’s body language seemed to insinuate that she would very much like to discuss this further, but that would have to come later. Right now, you would have to decide where Warren would stay for the remainder of the cloning process. Pandora suggested that he stay at a secure facility where she could keep an eye on him. What do you think?>You don’t see any problems with that. So long as you and the others get visitation rights to the W.A.N.D. facility, and the clones can get their treatments. >You were actually planning on bringing him back to Webb’s mansion. Maybe Pandora can use her magic to create more space for him to operate comfortably. >He can stay with you for a while. Although, you’d have to explain things to Cindy later. >Maybe he wouldn't mind shacking up with the Morlocks for a while. These days, it's actually quite nice down there. >Warren should stay right here. The spiders never actually found him, and the jammer was working just fine until the Chameleon ruined everything for everyone. >Write-in.
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>>5545790 >>You don’t see any problems with that. So long as you and the others get visitation rights to the W.A.N.D. facility, and the clones can get their treatments. Anonymous
>>5545790 >You don’t see any problems with that. So long as you and the others get visitation rights to the W.A.N.D. facility, and the clones can get their treatments. Anonymous
>>5545790 >You don’t see any problems with that. So long as you and the others get visitation rights to the W.A.N.D. facility, and the clones can get their treatments. >Gwen deserves an explanation soon Anonymous
>>5545790 >You don’t see any problems with that. So long as you and the others get visitation rights to the W.A.N.D. facility, and the clones can get their treatments. I’d mention Marc’s extradimensional mansion as a possible place to her if she wants him at a further distance for plausible deniability while keeping some magical safeguards in place. But she’d need to strike a deal with him on it.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Thu 26 Jan 2023 21:57:54 No. 5546209 Report Quoted By:
>>5545792 >>5545796 >>5545805 >>5545822 >>5546030 >You don’t see any problems with that. So long as you and the others get visitation rights to the W.A.N.D. facility, and the clones can get their treatments. Taking these. Writing...
>>5545822 That is actually a pretty neat suggestion for a magical sanctuary.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Thu 26 Jan 2023 22:56:38 No. 5546257 Report Quoted By:
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:Wpr5Cm7p Thu 26 Jan 2023 22:58:02 No. 5546258 Report Once they'd confirmed that you weren't a threat, all eyes fell on a slender woman with white hair and blue skin, sitting patiently in a wooden chair near the kitchen.
<span class="mu-b">“See? We’re all here.”</span> Rich said, a note of impatience in his voice. <span class="mu-b">“Now will you talk to us and explain what the hell is going on?”</span>
Victoria nodded slightly. <span class="mu-b">“What would you like to know?”</span>
>”Is Victoria your real name, or just something that you made up? Who, or what, are you?” >”Why were you pretending to be related to us?” >”Was any of what we had genuine, or was it all just an act? >”I want to know why you’ve been guilt-tripping me over trust and honesty while lying to us this entire time.” >Let her do the talking, for now. You’ll ask more questions if you feel like she’s left something out. >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5546258 >”How and why. Go ahead and start where you’d like, I know this is going to be a long story to answer those two questions.” Basically letting her talk for now.
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>>5546258 >”Is Victoria your real name, or just something that you made up? Who, or what, are you?” >”Why were you pretending to be related to us?” >"How did you manage to alter the memories of the entire city, or even the entire world?" >"The memories you changed, you made so it was always for the better. Was it so I would be more inclined to trust you?" >"How did the vampire mindcontrol you if you also got mind powers? Or does it not work like that?" >”Was any of what we had genuine, or was it all just an act? >"You did protect Pete when push come to shove, so you have mythanks for that. I'm giving you the benefit of the doubt for now." This is a bit much, but I'm curious
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>>5546258 Is Victoria your real name, or just something that you made up? Who, or what, are you?”
>”Why were you pretending to be related to us?” >”Was any of what we had genuine, or was it all just an act? >”I want to know why you’ve been guilt-tripping me over trust and honesty while lying to us this entire time.” Anonymous
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>>5546258 >”Is Victoria your real name, or just something that you made up? Who, or what, are you?” >”Why were you pretending to be related to us?” >”Was any of what we had genuine, or was it all just an act? Anonymous
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We should let her talk then we ask questions.
Also asking if she was genuine with our relationships seems very rude and will make her upset.
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>>5546262 +1
Gotta say Flint might be heartbroken too. He seemed like he was more than eager to help when Vic was involved over these last months.
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>>5546313 That’s my feeling for most of the questions. They can be read as simple questions for some, but given how long she’s probably been thinking of this moment I think she’ll see it all as an interrogation. At some point, she may just say that this was as bad as she expected and end up leaving.
So let’s give her some space to breathe. After we hear her out, she should be steady enough for the hard questions.
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>>5546323 I mean, it's not like she isn't still single. And what red blooded man doesn't like some blue women?
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Fri 27 Jan 2023 00:18:49 No. 5546355 Report Quoted By:
>>5546262 >>5546313 >>5546321 >>5546323 >”How and why. Go ahead and start where you’d like, I know this is going to be a long story to answer those two questions.” Gonna try my best to push out another update before I head to work. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Fri 27 Jan 2023 01:27:58 No. 5546411 Report Quoted By:
Seeing how anxious the other two were, you were the first to step forward. <span class="mu-r">“Give us the ‘how and why’.”</span> you said, drawing everyone’s attention to you. <span class="mu-r">“Go ahead and start wherever you’d like. I know this is going to be a long story to answer those two questions.”</span> Victoria stared at you for a while, before nodding gratefully. She took a deep breath, and then launched right into her explanation. <span class="mu-b">“My name is Va Nee Gast, pilot of the ‘Voyager’, daughter of En Dwi Gast, and potential heir to the mantle of Grandmaster.”</span> she announced. You all exchanged confused looks. That was…a lot to unpack. But nothing could have prepared you for what she said next. <span class="mu-b">“The one you’ve come to know, Victoria Parker, was an identity I created in order to blend into your society. She is my alter.”</span> Richard frowned. <span class="mu-b">“What do you mean by that?”</span> <span class="mu-b">“It means that she is a personality that I constructed as the perfect cover.”</span> Va Nee answered. <span class="mu-b">“She has individual thoughts and individual memories. For all intents and purposes, she is her own person. For the majority of her time here, I have remained dormant within the deepest depths of her subconscious, only surfacing for emergencies.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“You didn’t think that an attack from a vampire was an emergency?”</span> you asked, trying to keep the bitterness out of your voice. She nodded apologetically. <span class="mu-b">“I had intended to intervene as soon as her call with you ended, but the ‘vampire’ as you call her was able to prevent me from surfacing by placing Victoria in a hypnotic trance. I appreciate you saving the both of us.”</span> she said, panning her gaze around the whole room to focus on everyone’s face in turn. <span class="mu-b">“All of you have gone to great lengths to ensure her safety. I cannot thank you enough.”</span> You ran a hand through your hair and breathed out a sigh that caused your cheeks to puff out slightly. You were finding it hard to wrap your head around this. And judging from the other’s expressions, they had similar feelings. However, you couldn’t help but notice that Flint looked a little less grim when Va Nee declared that she and Vic were technically “different people”. <span class="mu-b">“But, I’m sure you’re all wondering why I’m here now, in this form. That is a longer and…more complicated story, I am afraid. I shall do my best to summarize.”</span> All of you leaned closer, eager to learn the true identity of this “imposter”. Va Nee closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. When she opened them again, they were glowing a bright shade of violet. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Fri 27 Jan 2023 01:30:13 No. 5546415 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-b">“Long ago, right after what you call ‘The Big Bang’, eons before I was born, my father awoke to discover that he was the very last of his species. An overwhelming sense of hopelessness and despair had begun to creep in upon realizing this. However, he soon discovered that he was not alone in the galaxy. Several other survivors, the last survivors of their respective species’, joined my father as his brothers and sisters. Over time, these figures would come to be known as the <span class="mu-s">‘Elders of the Universe’</span>.”</span> <span class="mu-b">“So…you’re an alien.”</span> Richard concluded. Flint looked at the guy as if he were the dumbest man in the room. <span class="mu-g">“The blue skin didn’t tip you off, genius?”</span> Richard’s frown deepened, but he refused to comment any further. You gestured for Va Nee to continue. <span class="mu-b">“As a consequence of their seemingly infinite lifespans, the Elders found it increasingly difficult to stave off the constant threat of boredom. So, each one of them developed a fanatical obsession with a particular hobby. My father’s hobby was…’playing games’.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Games?”</span> you asked. <span class="mu-r">“What kind of games?”</span> <span class="mu-b">“Any kind.”</span> Va Nee answered, scowling at something that you couldn’t see. <span class="mu-b">“The kind that could be entertaining and harmless for everyone involved, but were most often only fun for him. He and another Elder had developed a kinship over this hobby, and would often share their interests. This was highly unusual for an Elder, as most kept to themselves and would only congregate for special occasions.”</span> <span class="mu-g">“Who was this other guy? Your Uncle?”</span> Flint said. Va Nee shook her head. <span class="mu-b">“No. He was the original ‘Grandmaster’.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“So I guess he and your dad had a falling out.”</span> you added. Va Nee gave you a rueful smile. <span class="mu-b">“That would be putting it mildly. My father was incensed at his brother’s choice of taking the mantle, and was obsessed with taking it from him. The two of them would go on to develop a vicious rivalry over the matter, challenging each other to game after game, with the mantle of Grandmaster being used as collateral. And one day, my father decided to raise the stakes.”</span> she said, her smile faltering. <span class="mu-b">“He challenged his brother to one last game, winner take all. The loser would be banished to the Far Shore for all eternity, stripped of his name and identity.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“And he lost.”</span> you concluded. Va Nee nodded. Richard raised his hand. <span class="mu-b">“What’s the ‘Far Shore’?”</span> <span class="mu-b">“It is…a realm of ‘unbeing’. A plane existence where time and space simply don’t exist as intangible concepts. It is far removed from the influence of everything that occurs in the Universe, so we refer to it as the ‘Far Shore’.”</span> she explained. <span class="mu-g">“Damn. And he’s been there all this time?”</span> Flint asked. <span class="mu-b">“As far as we know, yes.”</span> Va Nee answered. <span class="mu-b">“No one has seen him since then.”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Fri 27 Jan 2023 01:32:11 No. 5546420 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“And when do you come into all this?”</span> you said. <span class="mu-b">“I was born much later. While I share my father’s impossibly long life-span, I cannot claim to hold even a fraction of his power.”</span> she admitted. <span class="mu-b">“For a while after I was born, I would travel with my father to witness, and sometimes partake in his games. He would grant me the spoils, and teach me whatever relevant information crossed his mind. I learned a great deal from him, and even admired him for some time.”</span> <span class="mu-b">“What changed?”</span> Richard asked. Va Nee narrowed her eyes and directed her gaze to the wooden floor tiles. <span class="mu-b">“Eventually, I learned just how harmful his games were to the planets and systems that unwillingly hosted his events. Wanton death and destruction were not unusual results. I tried to the best of my ability to convince him to consider a more peaceful approach, and even went so far as to scout out unpopulated planets, as well as those without sentient life as a staging ground for his games. But every now and again…he would go over my head and set up his games without informing me.”</span> Va Nee clenched her hands tightly and gritted her teeth at the memory. <span class="mu-b">“I knew that there was only one way to stop my father from inflicting further harm to the galaxy. I stole his precious artifact and fled in my personal ship, the Voyager.”</span> Flint screwed up his face in confusion. <span class="mu-g">“‘Precious artifact’? What’s that?”</span> She turned to look at him, a deathly serious expression on her face. <span class="mu-b">“It’s called the ‘ISO-Sphere’. It is an artifact created purely from the richest material known in existence, ‘Isotope-8’; or as some may like to call it, ‘Neutronium’.”</span> <span class="mu-b">“What is it?”</span> Richard asked, his interest piqued. <span class="mu-b">“It is a material that was formed as a byproduct from the Big Bang itself. An aspect of creation and all life. It is incredibly scarce in any amount, and is nearly impossible to stabilize.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“What does it do?”</span> you said. <span class="mu-b">“Potentially? Anything. That is why the ISO-Sphere is so dangerous, and it is why I have hidden it before arriving here.”</span> Va Nee explained. <span class="mu-b">“Because you see, the ISO-Sphere is capable of granting any wish you desire, as well as rewriting reality itself to conform to your vision.”</span> There was a long, pregnant pause in the room as Va Nee’s statement knocked you all flat on your asses and left you speechless. What the hell were you even supposed to say to that? It was a fucking terrifying thought. Even more than when Galactus and Thanos showed up to destroy all life as you knew it. Whether she had noticed your shocked expressions or not, Va Nee just kept going with her explanation. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Fri 27 Jan 2023 01:33:22 No. 5546426 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-b">“After hiding the Sphere, I decided to hide on a planet that was easy to get lost in. Your planet was on the list of many hubworlds that fit such a description, so I decided to travel there first. However, I was not expecting to receive such a hostile reception.”</span> <span class="mu-b">“What happened?”</span> Richard asked. <span class="mu-b">“My ship was shot down by your world’s government, and I was forced to make an emergency landing here. The crash nearly took my life, and left me rather defenseless when your people came to extract me from the crash-site.”</span> she said, turning to stare directly at Richard. <span class="mu-b">“And that is when I first met you.”</span> Richard frowned, and pointed at himself questioningly. Va Nee nodded. <span class="mu-b">“My memories of the event are…hazy, but I do remember you being with an older human. He wore an eyepatch, I believe.”</span> Richard’s eyes narrowed, before becoming as wide as dinner plates. He whispered two words. Two words that you never expected to hear in this conversation. No, it was…a name. <span class="mu-b">“Nick Fury…”</span> Va Nee shrugged. It was apparently a universal gesture. <span class="mu-b">“I do not know his name. That was the first, and last time I had ever seen him. But your presence there certainly influenced my decision to assume Victoria’s identity.”</span> she said. <span class="mu-b">“You see, my father imparted the gift of teleportation, flight, and slight memory manipulation to me when I was young. But my brief contact with the ISO-Sphere only served to develop those abilities even further. It granted me the ability to teleport to a certain point in your world’s timeline, causing a ripple effect powerful enough to change the entire history of your planet around my presence. And when I directed it at Richard-”</span> <span class="mu-r">“We suddenly had a sister…”</span> you said unintentionally, a haunted look on your face. Va Nee paused to stare at you, before nodding slowly. <span class="mu-b">“That is correct. I am technically…a fugitive here. An unwanted stranger hiding on your planet. At first, I was terrified by the prospect of being stranded here, as my presence would inevitably attract the attention of the Grandmaster.”</span> she explained, a guilty expression permeating her azure features. <span class="mu-b">“However, if my time here has taught me anything, it is that Earth’s ‘heroes’ are more than a match for some of the galaxy’s greatest threats. Time and time again, you humans have proven yourselves worthy champions.”</span> That was…true. The world’s governments and superhero teams have slapped down more than a few world domination plots by now. <span class="mu-b">“The Grandmaster <span class="mu-s">will</span> come for me one day.”</span> Va Nee continued. <span class="mu-b">“I do not know when, but he will come. And when he does, Earth’s heroes will have no choice but to fight.”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Fri 27 Jan 2023 01:34:23 No. 5546430 Report What will you say?
>”Isn’t that kind of selfish? You’re indirectly endangering the lives of everyone here.” >”Why haven’t you gone to anyone else about this? I’m sure they’d understand if you just told them the whole story.” >”Please tell me that you’ve hidden that Sphere better than you’ve hidden yourself.” >”What exactly are the limits on that teleportation ability of yours?” >”So…you’re on our side?” >”Does Vic know any of this?” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5546430 >>”Please tell me that you’ve hidden that Sphere better than you’ve hidden yourself.” Shit, Vic's a Steven Grant
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>>5546430 >”Why haven’t you gone to anyone else about this? I’m sure they’d understand if you just told them the whole story.” >”Please tell me that you’ve hidden that Sphere better than you’ve hidden yourself.” Why is asking if Vic knows is even a option? We already know Vic never existed to begin with
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>>5546475 Wait, I think it means the other Vic persona.
I'm dumb
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>>5546430 >[sigh] >"That's...rough. I know what it's like, living on the run like that. Worrying about every little thing and praying that nobody knows who you are...but that's besides the point." >"You can't just expect Humanity to do the heavy lifting for a problem that isn't theirs to begin with. Especially something this big." >"More to the point, Vic-Vannie-whatever the hell you wanna call yourself, you really gotta start explaining why I should let you stick around and keep putting my family in harm's way." Anonymous
>>5546475 I'm adding this to my vote
>>”Does Vic know any of this?” As penance
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>>5546430 >”Why haven’t you gone to anyone else about this? I’m sure they’d understand if you just told them the whole story.” Avengers et. al.
>”Please tell me that you’ve hidden that Sphere better than you’ve hidden yourself.” >”Does Vic know any of this?” >”Can Vic exist without you? I assume you could live on your own if you wanted. Hiding out with us barely matters. Eventually a “game” would happen on Earth anyway. Her being here just speeds up that clock.
Which… may as well point out.
>”We have heroes who can fight off the “Grandmaster”, but if they knew about the threat they could better prepare for when once of his games finally comes to Earth, or he finds you are here. You could save even more lives if you just asked for help.” Anonymous
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This is too heady for me.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Fri 27 Jan 2023 18:12:46 No. 5547162 Report Quoted By:
>>5546445 >>5546475 >>5546510 >>5546499 >>5546513 >>5546585 >”Why haven’t you gone to anyone else about this? I’m sure they’d understand if you just told them the whole story.” >”Please tell me that you’ve hidden that Sphere better than you’ve hidden yourself.” >”Does Vic know any of this?” Taking these. Writing...
>>5546614 >>5546630 >>5546636 I did say that she had one of the more complicated backstories. Some anons had some accurate guesses as we drew closer to the reveal.
I remember chuckling when some anon said something along the lines of "I didn't know Uncle Ben had a sister" in the beginning of the quest. Anonymous
Have we gone and commited any more crimes yet?
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>>5547174 Our clone stole data from a megacorp but no. I guess we did blow up a building a bit ago.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Fri 27 Jan 2023 18:25:19 No. 5547179 Report Quoted By:
>>5547174 Well you did sort of break into Roxxon a little while ago. But if you're talking about planning a job of your own, then no. This arc is coming to a close very soon, so you'll be free to do so once its over.
The next event will be a lot more freeform.
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>>5547174 The Roxxon break in technically was one
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If we just shit Vic like one of the options was. Would that have ended her quest line?
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Fri 27 Jan 2023 18:54:36 No. 5547202 Report >>5547196 >>5547198 I feel like it would've been pretty out of character for him, but yeah. That can pretty much be said about almost any character that would die from something like that.
There were actually a couple of opportunities for Ben to learn little hints about what was really going on.
Like, if he would've stayed and chatted with Rich instead of going to his fight, then his brother would have muttered something about not having a sister in his delirium. Some anons would've brushed it off, I think, but I suspected that others would've started to believe that something was off.
And if you hadn't sent anyone to protect them during the Slip/Electro arc, Va Nee would have taken matters into her own hands in order to protect the family. That's what I meant when I mentioned that there were "opportunities to be found in failure".
And do you remember that roll that I made you do when you were searching/cleaning Vic's house after the vampire attack? If you'd rolled high enough, you might have found a crucial piece of evidence that teased Va Nee's existence.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Fri 27 Jan 2023 19:16:14 No. 5547213 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“Why haven’t you gone to anyone else about this? I’m sure they would’ve understood if you told them the whole story.”</span> you argued. Va Nee frowned, her lips pressing into a thin line. <span class="mu-b">“I’m not sure how much faith I should have in your world’s governments.”</span> she admitted. <span class="mu-b">“How can I be sure that they wouldn’t try to interrogate me for information regarding the ISO-Sphere?”</span> You all shared an uncertain glance. <span class="mu-b">“I do believe that the heroes of Earth should be warned in advance, but I’m afraid that the only way to accomplish that would be to turn myself in.”</span> Va Nee continued. <span class="mu-b">“And if they suddenly decide that they wish to dissect me, conduct experiments on me, or interrogate me for additional information, then I would be forced to flee.”</span> Richard nodded. <span class="mu-b">“And once the cat’s out of the bag, there’s no putting it back in.”</span> Va Nee squinted at him, before closing her eyes. Suddenly, the vivid image of an orange tabby flashed through your mind, bringing a warm, fuzzy feeling along with it. It brought a smile to your lips, but you quickly shook off the feeling once you realized that the event you experienced was in no way natural. <span class="mu-b">“Ah, yes. I do remember seeing a few of those while reviewing Victoria’s memories.”</span> Va Nee said. <span class="mu-b">“I suppose that idiom is accurate.”</span> It looks like you’ll have set this topic aside for now. She’ll need further convincing if she’s going to reveal herself and raise the alarm. <span class="mu-r">“Please tell me that you’ve at least hidden that Sphere better than you’ve hidden yourself.”</span> you said. This time, Va Nee smiled confidently. <span class="mu-b">“Rest assured, I have hidden the Sphere where my father will never think to look. And if I am captured and interrogated for the information, I have fail-safes in place to erase my memory of its location.”</span> Well, that would have to be good enough for now. If she tried to check up on it, then it might lead someone else to its location. And the thing she’d said about being interrogated was beginning to bother you. She firmly believed that no one should be able to get their hands on the Sphere. And you didn’t think that you trusted anybody with something that had the potential to alter all of reality. <span class="mu-r">“Does Vic know any of this?”</span> you asked. Flint perked up at that. Strangely, Va Nee straightened as well. She had a suspiciously guilty look on her face. <span class="mu-b">“Not as much as you might think.”</span> she admitted. <span class="mu-b">“Before I let her take control, I left her a message informing her that she was not to expose herself or put her faith in the authorities of your world, as that ran the risk of drawing attention to ourselves. Although, I fear that my message may have driven Victoria to be a tad more reclusive than I had intended. There was no better way for me to convey my thoughts without confirming that she didn’t belong in this family.”</span> (Cont.)
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>>5547202 what I'm hearing is that you should be a little harder on us maybe
The whold situation dissolved a little bit too quickly.
While we do have capable allies, everyone around succeeded and we had literal divine intervention at one point.
We have barely even wounds to lick.
I don't want to jinx it, but maybe have Cindy getting wounded and her having not mentioned it so we could focus on the rest. And now we're having an alien intervention while she's bleeding somewhere Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Fri 27 Jan 2023 19:17:19 No. 5547216 Report You gave Va Nee an <span class="mu-i">incredulous</span> look. Richard’s frown was so deep that you were sure he’d need a flat iron to smooth out the wrinkles in his forehead. And Flint…well, if he still had veins, you were sure that they’d be popping out throbbing in anger. He didn’t seem to be taking Va Nee’s admission of subtle manipulation very well at all.
What will you say?
>”You’re the whole reason Vic’s a nervous wreck!” >”I think you should trust us a bit more. I know a few people in high places that can probably help deliver your message without exposing you too much.” >”I think you need to be a little more honest with your ‘alter’. Vic deserves to know the truth if you’re going to continue staying here.” >”Whatever happened to your ship? Did it get confiscated, or something?” >”Do you know who was responsible for shooting you down? I’m sure the entire planet didn’t make the consecutive decision to blow you out of the sky.” >”Tell me why we shouldn’t just kick you out after this? You’ve been putting all of us in danger by staying here.” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5547216 >”I think you should trust us a bit more. I know a few people in high places that can probably help deliver your message without exposing you too much.” >”I think you need to be a little more honest with your ‘alter’. Vic deserves to know the truth if you’re going to continue staying here.” Please be patient, she has autism
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>>5547216 >”You’re the whole reason Vic’s a nervous wreck!” >>”I think you should trust us a bit more. I know a few people in high places that can probably help deliver your message without exposing you too much.” like a certain two executive hardasses
let's make this a whole announcement, get every cape under the sun, put it in the calendar "Grandmaster's Game, Summer of 202X"
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>>5547216 >"Does you using your powers, like, send out a signal that'd tip off your daddy as to where you are?" >”Do you know who was responsible for shooting you down? I’m sure the entire planet didn’t make the consecutive decision to blow you out of the sky.” >"There are greencard options for people of national interest, you know? You can tell your story about being a space refugee without mentioning that sphere thingy." >”What does your consciousness do while Vic's in control? Is that even a life worth living?" >"I think I speak for everyone here when I say, none of us can look at Vic the same ever again. The life as she knows it is over." >"But, I for one... would be willing to let you stay if you merge your memories into you or something. But it has to be your genuine self. Maybe the visual makeover to let you still blend in." >>5547202 [deleted the original post as to not split up your update]
what I'm hearing is that you should be a little harder on us maybe
The whold situation dissolved a little bit too quickly.
While we do have capable allies, everyone around succeeded and we had literal divine intervention at one point.
We have barely even wounds to lick.
I don't want to jinx it, but maybe have Cindy getting wounded and her having not mentioned it so we could focus on the rest. And now we're having an alien intervention while she's bleeding somewhere Anonymous
>>5547236 Don't hear this anon, this arc was stressful enough as it was Anonymous
>>5547236 bitch, Louise got turned into a vampire thanks to us, I don't know what you are on about
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>>5547238 it was, yes, but the climax came and went too fast and didn't quite feel cathartic.
one guy mentioned that we'd end this with Ben collapsing on webb's floor due to exhaustion
Not with smalltalk exposition with the family about hidden secrets
>>5547239 >thanks to us that was barely related to our own strategizing
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>>5547250 I don't see any credits rolling or anything, how do you know that's not gonna happen dr. strange
It was very much a consequence of our choices
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Fri 27 Jan 2023 20:53:06 No. 5547297 Report >>5547236 I thank you for deleting and reposting your comment, and I'm grateful for your input.
You do raise an interesting argument. I intend to start making you fight to keep what you've gained over the course of this journey. To be terribly honest, the culmination of this attack was more personal and less "grand" in a cinematic sense. This was the Parker family being targeted in a very real way, and them having to come clean and put their faith in one another in order to survive.
I think it changes up the family dynamic in some interesting ways.
Instead of Thanos coming to destroy all life in the universe, some mad Russian sent armed men to put a bullet in everyone he thought you held dear.
And considering how the teleporter was attempting to kidnap Cindy and your siblings, he most likely intended to torture and torment them. So now that the secrets are coming out, Ben and the others have to rethink and question their loyalties and relationships with one another.
>That spoiler How do you know for sure that nothing went wrong? How thoroughly have you searched for that wound? >>5547239 >>5547250 But let's make this an open discussion. What would you guys like to see as this quest progresses?
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>>5547216 >”You’re the main reason Vic’s a nervous wreck!” I wouldn’t say whole. We’re a criminal after all. The stuff with the gamps wasn’t Va Nee’s doing either. But she IS the real reason Vic didn’t feel comfortable trying to get more protection at times. We can lay that on her.
>”I think you should trust us a bit more. I know a few people in high places that can probably help deliver your message without exposing you too much.” Though I’d be a little surlier about it. Richard had been with SHIELD. She knew this. Finding a way to slip something to him sometime in the last several years doesn’t seem too outrageous if she really placed stopping her dad over herself.
>”I think you need to be a little more honest with your ‘alter’. Vic deserves to know the truth if you’re going to continue staying here.” As for her staying here,
>”Honestly, I’m tired of making calls. Get Vic on the line, hash it out with her on whether she’ll forgive you. She can talk with us if she wants people to help her through this. If she does forgive you, I can work on getting you a body so you can each live your own life in safety. Or you can hang around in her if she agrees. If not, you’re out. But you can try asking me for help like a normal person might. It’d barely register on my bullshit meter after everything else these past few weeks.” >”Damn, I liked it more when everyone else was more responsible than I am…” Basically tossing the decision to Vic (with us to chime in with our opinions to her if she asks) since it’s her life.
>>5547236 To be fair, it’s not like Scorekeeper pulled punches on the obstacles. Finding the Silvertongue? Turns out it’s sheltering with a secret society. Capture the Silvertongue? Turns out Pandora is using it. Also an Australian cannibal is trying to free it. Want to clone the Silvertongue? Ana and her father are already involved with the guy. Oh, and Chameleon. Oh, and now you have a clone. Oh, and Gwen is cloned too.
I think we’ve done well with adapting to the situation, which may be more than you’d expect in a lot of quests. We’ve also been fairly lucky with die rolls this arc. The Bloody Lips fights definitely could have gone worse. But it’s hard to keep the tension up when we roll two crits. I do NOT want to know how it would have gone if we didn’t.
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>>5547297 I’d like it to stick with the comic book vein. Which means that we’ll do our own thing for a while, and then something like this rolls around where we try and get something that you know we won’t quit easily, so everything and their grandma piles in as a complication because the comics put people in over-the-top situations. I do think we need time to decompress though, and you’d need time to set up all the puzzle pieces in the meantime.
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>>5547309 I'm really mostly talking about just this particular day having resolved too easily...
>>5547297 I think simply having teleportation on the table, much less from two sources, really tips the power balance
>spoiler we haven't searched at all. Personally I didn't quite care so much to find out vics secret as I would have first checking up on people some more I wasn't here yesterday so the updates here came kinda quick Anonymous
>>5547216 >>”You’re the whole reason Vic’s a nervous wreck!” >”I think you need to be a little more honest with your ‘alter’. Vic deserves to know the truth if you’re going to continue staying here.” >”Whatever happened to your ship? Did it get confiscated, or something?” Anonymous
>>5547297 I would like for us to do our things for a bit.
The way I see it, villains tend to do the action, and the heroes react to. And Ben is still a criminal, even if he mellowed out a lot.
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>>5547338 Ah, I see. I’m sure that’s mostly a bone tossed towards us since we’ve clearly been through the wringer (both as Ben and as anons here), but it’s not unjustifiable since we have a lot of people who can call in right now and we did. We’ve been doing a lot of write-ins to take advantage of our web of contacts (pun intended) and it should show.
We still have to decide about what to do about Chameleon and the goons that were working with him. We haven’t fully crushed the latter after all, and I’d like to resolve that plot point while we still have our network firing on all cylinders together.
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>>5547297 I want at least one consequence that is so dire it makes us want to throw up.
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>>5547719 The Parker Suffering in action?
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Here's a selfish request: can she turn Abel into a real boy too? Fool our parents and the authorities to give him a birth certificate to get his college degree
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>>5548115 I imagine both WAND and SHIELD could do it. He might need to pull off a job for them, but adding the entries shouldn’t be hard.
Ga Nee may even be able to do it. She retroactively created Vic, giving Abe a backstory at least among locals here could be possible.
Now that I mention that, Pandora would probably love to have her on the team. WAND deals with enough mystic BS that they know some things are better off contained or controlled than fully understood (no dissection), and a memory manipulator is something they surely always need more of.
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>>5548115 I think that might be a little out of pocket honestly. No need to scramble their memories any further than absolutely neccessary.
Also I'm sure Abel already has a fake identity lined up if he's taking college classes.
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>>5548197 Memories probably aren’t needed. But a digital trail would be a good idea. He doesn’t even need to be related to us for that.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sat 28 Jan 2023 15:57:49 No. 5548303 Report Quoted By:
>>5547227 >>5547232 >>5547347 >>5547236 >>5547309 >”You’re the whole reason Vic’s a nervous wreck!” >”I think you should trust us a bit more. I know a few people in high places that can probably help deliver your message without exposing you too much.” >”I think you need to be a little more honest with your ‘alter’. Vic deserves to know the truth if you’re going to continue staying here.” Taking these. Writing...
>>5547316 >>5547383 Gotcha. A swift return to Ben's more dynamic adventures, where he would chart his own path and deal with the consequences later.
>>5547338 Don't worry, anon. I'm accounting for all these changes and meta shifts. Not everything can be solved by Ben's allies. This won't be the tone for the entire quest.
>>5547719 >>5547814 That'll come later. Maybe when
you have a little more to lose. >>5548115 >>5548194 >>5548197 >>5548245 He's already got a bit of a fake identity going because of the help he got from Warren, but he could definitely use some help making it seem legit when he's subjected to scrutiny.
As for Vic/Va Nee joining a team or organization, it's entirely possible. Depending on the result of their inevitable conversation, both of them will have to adapt to a major lifestyle change. They'll effectively be sharing a body.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sat 28 Jan 2023 16:42:14 No. 5548331 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“You’re the whole reason Vic’s a nervous wreck!”</span> you said, pointing an accusing finger at her. Va Nee winced, and at least had the decency to look a little guilty. <span class="mu-b">“I will admit, I could have left a less cryptic message before I surrendered control…”</span> she admitted. <span class="mu-r">“And you should also try trusting us a bit more.”</span> you added. Va Nee gave you a confused look. <span class="mu-r">“I know a few people in high places that can probably help deliver your message without exposing you too much.”</span> You were slowly becoming keenly aware that everyone was staring at you now. They were most likely wondering who you had in mind, and whether you were resourceful enough to avoid having them trace Va Nee back to Victoria. <span class="mu-r">“And while you’re at it, you should try being a little more honest with your ‘alter’.”</span> you said, giving her a stern look. <span class="mu-r">“Vic deserves to know the truth if you’re going to continue staying here.”</span> She began to nod, but her head whipped back up sharply before she could complete the motion. There was clear confusion on her face. <span class="mu-b">“You would…allow me to stay? Even after everything that I-”</span> <span class="mu-g">“We’re not doing it for <span class="mu-i">you</span>.”</span> Flint cut in, still looking more than a little peeved. <span class="mu-g">“We’re doing it for Vic. She’s still in there, right?”</span> Va Nee nodded slowly. <span class="mu-b">“She is, yes. Now that it’s come to this, I suppose I will have no choice but to explain things to her as best I can.”</span> <span class="mu-b">“Yeah…we’re actually gonna need you to do a better job than you have been,”</span> Richard began. <span class="mu-b">“Because, what you were doing before was just, eh…”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Terrible.”</span> you finished. <span class="mu-g">“Real shoddy work.”</span> Flint said at almost the same time. Va Nee nodded more quickly this time. <span class="mu-b">“Yes. Okay…I believe I understand. I will work on it.”</span> she declared. <span class="mu-g">“Maybe give us a play by play, and we can collaborate.”</span> Rich suggested, gesturing between the two of them, and then to everyone else in the room. She pointed a blue finger at him. <span class="mu-b">“That is an excellent idea. Let me just initiate contact, and…”</span> All of you stared in silence as she suddenly froze up, and then slowly sat down again. <span class="mu-b">“Oh…I will need one of you to catch me. Right now-”</span> Va Nee’s body went limp and slid off of the chair before she could finish her sentence, and she nearly dropped like a sack of potatoes, but you were there in the blink of an eye, catching just in the nick of time. Flint and Rich had rushed over to check on her as well. Her head was sagging to the side and you had to brush her hair out of her blonde hair out of her face to- Hey! Blonde hair! It wasn’t white anymore. And her skin had finally returned to its normal slightly pale hue. <span class="mu-g">“What’s wrong with her?”</span> Flint demanded. <span class="mu-b">“Is she alright?”</span> Rich asked. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sat 28 Jan 2023 16:43:33 No. 5548332 Report <span class="mu-r">“Yeah, she’s just…sleeping, I think.”</span> you concluded, taking a moment that she was still breathing. <span class="mu-r">“I’m gonna take her to her bedroom. Can you guys check on Peter?”</span>
They nodded and headed up the stairs to do exactly that. You fixed your grip on your sister’s arms and legs and lifted her up easily. She didn’t weigh a whole lot, even before you got superpowers.
As you entered her room and eased her down onto her bed, you couldn’t help but wonder what her life was going to be like from now on. Would their personalities merge, or would they just…coexist somehow?
Whatever happened, you were certain that it was going to be complicated.
That being said, do you have any ideas as to who you’re going to pass her message along to?
>Maria Hill. You trust her to be discreet in matters such as these. >Pandora. She might have a need for someone with Va Nee’s skills. >You or Abel might be able to pull a few strings in order to get in contact with the Avengers. They’re sure to take her seriously if she delivers the message personally. >You know a kid that interns at the Baxter Building. Perhaps the smartest man in the world might have some insights on the situation. >You can’t say for sure. Not yet, at least. You’ll have to wait until one of them wakes up before making a decision like that. >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5548332 >You or Abel might be able to pull a few strings in order to get in contact with the Avengers. They’re sure to take her seriously if she delivers the message personally. We have an in with Doctor Strange, don't we?
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>>5548332 >Maria Hill. You trust her to be discreet in matters such as these. The nature of this problem kinda makes it a S.H.I.E.L.D. issue, but in terms of scope and required discretion.
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>>5548332 >You or Abel might be able to pull a few strings in order to get in contact with the Avengers. They’re sure to take her seriously if she delivers the message personally. >You know a kid that interns at the Baxter Building. Perhaps the smartest man in the world might have some insights on the situation. Anonymous
>>5548332 >>Maria Hill. You trust her to be discreet in matters such as these. Anonymous
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>>5548332 >You can’t say for sure. Not yet, at least. You’ll have to wait until one of them wakes up before making a decision like that. I’d like Va Nee’s input along with Vic. If they can’t be separated, we’ll want to make sure we place them in a position where Vic can still live a pretty normal life. No sense making enemies doing shady work.
I think the general pitches are:
>SHIELD - ore oversight and accountability as the public face of government superpowered agencies means the work is probably safer. They can expect to fight unless Va Nee is willing to be a scientist though, and that means teching up all of Earth indirectly. > WAND - Does more shady shit than SHIELD I’m sure. Va Nee’s skills would be a better fit here. Not so much Vic’s. > Avengers - Fighting with the cream of the crop. High danger, lot of visibility, but more downtime than the other choices too. Publicity would be enough to keep any other government agencies off their back. > Baxter - Mostly science. Can negotiate easier on the release of sensitive technology. Probably the easiest environment for Vic to work in, might not be a challenge for Va Nee. >Khonshu - He doesn’t need another champion, but perhaps there is a god that he knows that could use someone like her. Avoids entanglement with government authorities, except indirectly. I’m leaning Baxter personally. He’s the most “civilian” out of the choices I feel.
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>>5548332 >>5548362 >You know a kid that interns at the Baxter Building. Perhaps the smartest man in the world might have some insights on the situation. Thinking it twice, if Va Nee issue is with the goverment then Reed might be a better choice, he's got some experience with these events.
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>>5548332 >>You or Abel might be able to pull a few strings in order to get in contact with the Avengers. They’re sure to take her seriously if she delivers the message personally. >>You know a kid that interns at the Baxter Building. Perhaps the smartest man in the world might have some insights on the situation. Anonymous
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>>5548332 >>You can’t say for sure. Not yet, at least. You’ll have to wait until one of them wakes up before making a decision like that. Anonymous
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>>5548332 >Maria Hill. You trust her to be discreet in matters such as these. Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
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>>5548333 >>5548354 >>5548446 >>5548513 >>You or Abel might be able to pull a few strings in order to get in contact with the Avengers. They’re sure to take her seriously if she delivers the message personally. >>You know a kid that interns at the Baxter Building. Perhaps the smartest man in the world might have some insights on the situation. Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sun 29 Jan 2023 16:07:08 No. 5549620 Report In all honesty, you and Abe might be able to pull a few strings in order to get into contact with the Avengers. Last time you checked, Luke Cage is a reserve member, and Beta Ray Bill took Thor’s place after he left to take over as King of Asgard. Your meeting was brief, but he caught you doing a good deed back during the beginning of your career. And then there’s Doctor Strange. He probably likes you at least a little bit. He’s been a huge help with renting out Rintrah and nursing Louise back to health. The Sorcerer Supreme isn’t usually on the main roster, but he’s fought alongside them more than a few times. And if none of that pans out, you can always hit up Sam and see if he’d be able to get you an appointment with Reed Richards. The guy made it very clear that he owes you a HUGE favor for getting him and his little sister out of Chinatown. Apparently the gangs there are getting real riled up for some reason. Either way, you suspect that Va Nee would become a lot more active if she interacted with either group. The Avengers would be able to protect her from some of the more dubious government groups, and she would see a lot more action in the days to come. Whereas the Fantastic Four would probably be more interested in taking advantage of her mind. She might even be able to score a job there like Sam. But then again, you’ve heard that the First Family gets involved in some pretty wacky shit. Extradimensional adventures and all that. You’ll have to consult both girls about this as soon as they wake up. Whenever that would be… In the meantime, you should probably check in with Julia and see what’s happening with the Chamele- Suddenly, your phone began vibrating violently in your pocket, interrupting your train of thought. You pulled it out, opened up the screen and frowned at the caller ID. It was your mom. <span class="mu-r">“Mom? Is everything alright? I heard that you and dad were-”</span> A ragged sob came through the phone’s speaker, and it left you momentarily breathless. <span class="mu-r">“Mom? What’s wrong?”</span> <span class="mu-g">“Ben! It–it’s your father…!”</span> she cried, barely able to get the words out. Your heart was racing now, and you could barely hear mom’s voice over the sound of it thundering in your ears. <span class="mu-r">“What happened!?”</span> you begged. <span class="mu-g">“He–-he’s been shot!”</span> For a second, it felt as if you were the one that had been shot. The news struck you like an electric jolt, paralyzing you and leaving you dumbfounded. But…Cindy told you that she’d chased them off. She told you that they were safe. What changed in the time it took you to swing over here!? FUCK! <span class="mu-r">“Have you called an ambulance?”</span> you asked. <span class="mu-g">“Yes, but I don’t know if they’ll get here in time, Ben! Richard isn’t answering his phone, and I can’t get through to Victoria at all.”</span> she replied. <span class="mu-g">“There’s…also this little mummy girl that’s been trying to strap Peter into this giant wheel!”</span> “Little mummy”…? Ah! (Cont.)
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>>5549620 >tfw we forgot about Mom and Dad F U C K
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sun 29 Jan 2023 16:09:07 No. 5549622 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“Let her do it, mom! That’s the girl that rescued you during that riot, when Rich was in the hospital. She’s gonna take him to the hospital.”</span> you said. <span class="mu-r">“Help her get him on there, and show her how to get to the nearest hospital on your Osberry.”</span> <span class="mu-g">“A-alright, dear. Let me just map it out…”</span> After some fumbling and muttering, your mother informed you that she would be tailing Cindy in her car to make sure that they both got to the hospital. You thanked her, ended the call and stashed the phone back into your pocket before running back out in the living room. <span class="mu-r">“Rich! We’ve gotta go!”</span> you shouted. Your brother came running down the stairs a moment later, with Flint right behind him. <span class="mu-b">"What happened?"</span> <span class="mu-r">"Dad's in the hospital! He's been shot, I think."</span> Both men's eyes widened in horror. <span class="mu-b">"What!?"</span> <span class="mu-r">"Save your questions for later. We've gotta go.”</span> you declared, opting to change into your spider suit right in front of him. The man had a bewildered look on his face. <span class="mu-b">“What are you-?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“It’ll be faster this way.”</span> you answered, pulling your mask on. <span class="mu-r">“Flint, buddy, can you stay here and watch over them while we’re gone?”</span> <span class="mu-g">“Can do, pal. Lemme know how your old man’s holding up when you get there.”</span> he said. <span class="mu-r">“Will do. Lemme know if anything happens on your end. We’ll be back soon.”</span> you replied, gesturing for Rich to follow as you finished pulling on your gloves and footwear. <span class="mu-b">“You did that <span class="mu-i">really</span> fast…”</span> your brother remarked, trailing after you out the back door. Instead of answering, you grabbed him by the waist with one hand, lifted him off the ground and used your free hand to fire a webline into the distance. <span class="mu-b">“Whoa! Hold up! What’re you-”</span> he tried to ask, but it was too late. <span class="mu-r">“Hold on!”</span> you shouted, before launching yourself into the air with your brother in tow. Judging from the way he screamed, he wasn’t a huge fan of this method of travel. —---------- Upon arriving at the hospital, you set Richard down, moved into an alleyway and changed back into your civilian clothing. By the time you got back, the guy was still throwing up. <span class="mu-b">“Just…gimme a sec. I’ll be with you in a-”</span> A pained retching sound escaped his lips, along with another wave of vomit. You shook your head and decided that you didn’t really have time to stand around and wait for your brother to regain his bearings. The Wall-Crawler was nowhere to be found, so you figured that Cindy must have parked it somewhere else after helping your father inside. <span class="mu-r">“I’ll meet you inside.”</span> you said, running into the hospital’s waiting lounge. Your mom was there, but she hadn’t noticed you yet. She was sitting alone, her hands clasped together and held in front of her face, as if she’d been praying. If what she said was true, then dad must be in the OR right now. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sun 29 Jan 2023 16:10:23 No. 5549623 Report Before approaching your mother, your eyes scanned the room automatically. Somewhere in the corner of the room, you spotted someone else you recognized. And from the looks of it, she’d spotted you right away.
Cindy shied away from your gaze as soon as your eyes met. Guilt and shame seemed to radiate off of her in waves. She couldn’t forgive herself for allowing this to happen, you just knew it. And if somehow your dad didn’t make it…
What will you do?
>Comfort your mother and wait with her. >Approach Cindy and pull her into a hug. “It’s okay. It’s not your fault.” >Grab Cindy's attention discreetly, and start signing to her from across the room. “I’m gonna need to know what happened back there.” >”Mom. Me and Rich are here. Is dad alright?” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5549623 >Approach Cindy and pull her into a hug. “It’s okay. It’s not your fault.” She doesn't need this kinda shit on her conscience.
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>>5549623 >Approach Cindy and pull her into a hug. “It’s okay. It’s not your fault.” Anonymous
>>5549623 >Approach Cindy and pull her into a hug. “It’s okay. It’s not your fault.” The ONE thing we forgot out of literally everything we accounted for
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>>5549623 >>Approach Cindy and pull her into a hug. “It’s okay. It’s not your fault.” Anonymous
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>>5549623 Slap Cindy. "this is what happens when you try to be a hero!"
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>>5549623 >>Approach Cindy and pull her into a hug. “It’s okay. It’s not your fault.” Anonymous
>>5549623 >Approach Cindy and pull her into a hug. “It’s okay. It’s not your fault.” Anonymous
>>5549623 >>Approach Cindy and pull her into a hug. “It’s okay. It’s not your fault.” Anonymous
>>5549623 >Comfort your mother and wait with her. >Grab Cindy's attention discreetly, and start signing to her from across the room. “I’m gonna need to know what happened back there.” Figures they weren’t really lying low. They really wanted to get in a final “fuck you” i. spite of everything we turned out against them.
Could they be any more fucking stupid?
>>5549635 We didn’t forget it. Covering the parents was in one of the write-ins back when the assault started. Cindy was the one that ended up doing that. They just didn’t get the same level of attention since we didn’t think they were a primary target. They were one of the “shit, better cover all the bases just in case”.
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>>5549908 Oh yeah, we did have Cindy cover it because Khonshu said "yo get her to do it, she's got this" at us, and we trusted him. Perhaps she did handle it when she did, but Chameleon's minions decided to pull some shit offscreen after the fact. In that case, Cindy has zero reason to feel guilty about this.
>Could they be any more fucking stupid? Those fuckers are DEAD when we get to them
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>>5549945 Khon fucked with us on purpose. Cindy is too inexperienced. She needs to be out down a peg
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>>5549945 We should probably have translated what they were saying. Even if it would make it harder to convince them, at least we would have know their reply
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>>5549623 >Approach Cindy and pull her into a hug. “It’s okay. It’s not your fault.” >”Mom. Me and Rich are here. Is dad alright?” Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Mon 30 Jan 2023 00:40:58 No. 5550221 Report Quoted By:
>>5549625 >>5549630 >>5549635 >>5549636 >>5549655 >>5549749 >>5549770 >>5549987 >Approach Cindy and pull her into a hug. “It’s okay. It’s not your fault.” Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Mon 30 Jan 2023 01:02:41 No. 5550239 Report Quoted By:
Without hesitation, you crossed over to the other side of the room and pulled Cindy into a hug. Her eyes went wide at first, and she seemed to be at a loss for what to do with her arms. She expected you to be angry. Maybe even a little disappointed. You might end up feeling that way once you get the whole story from her. But for now, all you wanted to do was reassure her that she shouldn't let this weigh on her conscience. You know that she isn't the type of person to slack off on the job. Especially when it's something as important as this. She knew that she couldn't afford to screw this up, and had even taken the Wall Crawler to ensure that she’d get there in time to intervene. The text she sent after she seemingly resolved the conflict made her sound confident in her success, so you were wondering how she could overlook something so important. No. No, that wasn't entirely fair. Not everyone had a spider sense. Cindy only had her reflexes and wits to keep her out of trouble. And every now and again, Khonshu would lend her a hand, the same way that he had for you. But if that were the case, then why didn't he help you now? Why was it that when you needed him the most-! Cindy's body began to shudder, and you could feel a sharp intake of air as she buried her face in your shirt, now wet with the tears streaming down her face. <span class="mu-r">"It's okay. It's not your fault."</span> you said in a reassuring tone, gently stroking her hair. It was then that you became painfully aware of how much attention that your little display of affection was attracting. Nearly everyone in the room was staring at the two of you with interest and concern. Your mother was one of them. Unfortunately, you found it very hard to pull away from Cindy at this very moment. From the way that she was clutching the back of your shirt, you would've had to physically peel her off of you. Luckily, Richard entered the lounge a few seconds later, drawing everyone's attention towards him. He looked around in confusion upon realizing that he had become the center of attention. It would seem that "A Day in The Life of the Parker Family" was quickly becoming everyone's new favorite reality tv show. Richard glanced at you, then Cindy, before finally landing on mom. He moved to her side immediately, wrapping her up in a big, half-standing hug. This went on for at least another minute or two before the moment was gone, and both hugs were broken. Now Cindy was sitting down with you, your brother and your mother. The frantic woman actually remembered the young girl from her hospital visits as soon as she'd seen her. The only reason she hadn't noticed her beforehand was because she was so beside herself with grief and worry. <span class="mu-b">"Are you sure you're alright, mom?"</span> Rich asked. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Mon 30 Jan 2023 01:03:42 No. 5550240 Report She waved him off with an exasperated expression. <span class="mu-g">"Oh, it'd be selfish of me to complain when your father's in the operating room."</span> she said, glancing around the room as if she'd just now realized something important. <span class="mu-g">"Where's your sister?"</span>
You and Rich exchanged a quick glance.
What will you say?
>"She's not feeling too good. There's a viral bug going around in her neighborhood." >"She had a bad fall and sprained her ankle. She won't be going anywhere far from home for a little while." >"Not sure. Maybe she got busy with work and forgot to charge her phone. I'll fill her in as soon as I can get a hold of her." >"The same guys that came after you guys came for her too. The shock was a little too much for her, and she's too afraid to leave her home." >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5550240 >"There been attacks all over the city today, and she and Pete were near one of them. They are safe now, but she is absolutely exhausted." Anonymous
>>5550258 >>"There been attacks all over the city today, and she and Pete were near one of them. They are safe now, but she is absolutely exhausted." +1
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>>5550240 The same guys that came after you guys came for her too. The shock was a little too much for her, and she's too afraid to leave her home."
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>>5550240 >>5550258 +1, it’s the truth but won’t give her a direct panic attack.
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>>5550258 >>5550291 >>5550302 >>5550512 >>5550873 >"There been attacks all over the city today, and she and Pete were near one of them. They are safe now, but she is absolutely exhausted." Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Mon 30 Jan 2023 18:34:21 No. 5550977 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“There have been attacks all over the city today, and she and Pete were near one of them.”</span> you explained. Your mother’s eyes went wide in horror. But before she could voice the concerns that were clearly bouncing around in her brain, you raised a hand to interrupt her. <span class="mu-r">“They’re safe now,”</span> you reassured her. <span class="mu-r">“But they’re absolutely exhausted.”</span> Your mother simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief and shook her head in disbelief. <span class="mu-g">“What is this city coming to? Assaulted on the street, attacked in our own homes; and for what? What have we ever done to these people? What are the Avengers doing about this? I swear, they’re never here when you need them!”</span> Her statement had quickly devolved into a rant, and she wasn’t really trying to be discreet when she said that last part, so her voice carried quite a bit. Some of the people around you nodded their agreement and made similar complaints, while others argued in defense of the “Earth’s Mightiest Heroes”, saying that they couldn’t possibly be everywhere at once. You personally found that argument to be laughable at best, because you’ve been swinging through this city for a while now, and you’ve barely ever seen them! Beta Ray Bill was the one exception in this regard, but the point still stood. It was becoming painfully clear why this city needed guys like Matt and Marc. These people needed someone who could look out for the little guy. Someone who could keep his ear low to the ground and stomp out a problem before it became a priority for those with more destructive capabilities. This debate continued for a while longer, and you and Rich could only roll your eyes as mom felt the need to offer her two cents whenever someone uttered a half-baked opinion that she even remotely disagreed with. Somehow, you managed to pull her attention away from the argument and back to the situation at hand. But from the way her expression hardened upon refocusing her attention on you, you almost regretted not allowing her to lose herself in a healthy distraction from what you all likely considered one of the Parker family’s darkest moments. <span class="mu-r">“You don’t have to answer this if you don’t want to, but could you tell us how it happened?”</span> you asked cautiously. Richard glared at you, but to the surprise of both of you, she nodded her agreement. <span class="mu-g">“After those men attacked, me and your father tried to crawl to the basement so that we could lock ourselves down there and barricade the door.”</span> she began. <span class="mu-g">“But we were barely down the stairs when we realized they weren’t firing at our house anymore! When we took a glance outside, we saw a little ninja mummy tossing these guys around like they were oversized ragdolls!”</span> You risked a quick glance at Cindy when she said this, but the girl wasn’t looking at either of you. <span class="mu-g">“After a while, she’d pretty much knocked out everyone that had been shooting at us, and your father-”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Mon 30 Jan 2023 18:36:33 No. 5550982 Report Quoted By:
She stopped talking suddenly, the memory of the event being too traumatic for her to smoothly describe it. Richard put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. She placed a hand over his, squeezed it, and offered him a grateful, bittersweet smile. <span class="mu-g">“Your father went outside to check on the situation.”</span> she continued. <span class="mu-g">“I tried to get him to stay put, but you know how your father is when he sets his mind to something.”</span> You and your brother nodded and groaned slightly, but for some reason, you couldn’t find it in yourself to muster up any real resentment. Not now, at least. <span class="mu-g">“Anyway,”</span> mom said. <span class="mu-g">“He stepped outside to check on things, and the ninja mummy tried to get him to go back inside too. She was making some aggressive hand gestures, but your father wasn’t having any of it. That was when I noticed the armed gunman hiding in the bushes…”</span> She paused to wipe a tear from her eye, and you remained silent until she was ready to continue with her story. <span class="mu-g">“I screamed for him to get down, but then I realized he was aiming at the mummy. Your father must have realized it too, because he pushed her out of the way and-”</span> She could hold back the tears no longer. Just the memory of seeing the man she loved take a bullet for someone else was too much for her to bear. You’d gotten the gist of what she was struggling to express, anyway. Cindy was ashamed that she managed to miss something so important, and even more devastated that she failed to carry out the one job that she had set out to accomplish. In an act of bravado, Peter Parker Sr. sacrificed himself to save a complete stranger. Cindy still wasn’t looking at either of you. And even Richard had started to tear up at this point. He and dad always had a closer relationship when you were growing up. And while you and he weren’t exactly close, you never wished for anything like this to happen to him. Dad could be an ass, sure. But he was still the man who raised you, and you could never hate him. —----- The emotional outburst from your mother and brother was immediately followed by a painfully long silence, with muttered reassurances from each of you that your father was too tough to go down from this. The more it was said, the more believable the notion was. You all needed that right now. Something to cling to. Hell, you even considered prayer after a while. Who would you pray to, though? You weren’t terribly religious, and there were so many genuine gods whose existence had been confirmed in some way or another. There was Odin—no, wait. He was gone now, wasn’t he? Thor took his place as the ruler of Asgard. Could he somehow hear your prayers? As a god that would typically slum it up with the people of “Midgard”, he might be more sympathetic to your pleas. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Mon 30 Jan 2023 18:39:16 No. 5550987 Report There was also Hercules. Last time you checked, he was a member of the Avengers. A replacement for the Hulk after his last, erm…’incident’. From what you’d seen on the news, Herc was a pretty big party animal; which made him a cool guy in your book. He was also technically a god, or…demi-god? Did demi-gods hear prayers? It was worth a shot. Hell, you were getting so desperate that you were even considering… No. Not him. He had failed to protect your father in the first place. You didn’t know if you could tolerate Khonshu’s presence right now, let alone pray to him. If you were in Cindy’s shoes right about now, you might be so bold as to question your faith in the Egyptian bird God. Surely there were other gods to pray to. There was Shiva! Four armed, big, blue, beautiful, wise and immensely powerful when compared to the other gods of the Hindu pantheon. He was also well known for his compassion. A guy like him could probably empathize with your plight. Or…Anansi, the African trickster God! You didn’t know if he was real, but if he was, he’d probably like spider-themed metas…right? Who will you pray to?>Thor >Hercules >Shiva >Anansi >Khonshu >No one. The gods have never answered your prayers before, so why should they start now? >Write-in. (You're free to look up a list of the Marvel Gods and suggest a few.)
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>>5550987 Pray to Jesus, it has worked out for Matt, hasn't it?
I was looking at the Gods of Earth in the marvel wiki and I found the trinity. The holy ghost has Spooky as a nickname Anonymous
>>5550987 >Anansi Pretty much the only God out of the bunch that might even be aware of us, much less answer our prayers.
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>>5550997 I'm ok with Anansi though.
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>>5550987 Yahweh. The true God. Is this our uncle Ben moment?
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>>5550987 >>Khonshu, but not a genuine prayer of a devout "believer" if you ask me personally, having proof of a god destroys the whole concept of having faith and "believing" something, when it's really just fact
>Thank him for his guidance today. Inform him of your fathers injury and how he got wounded protecting Cindy. >we humans will still try everything in our possibility, but maybe he could see himself to assure no complications during the surgery Anonymous
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All these heathens itt
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>>5551053 >having proof of a god destroys the whole concept of having faith and "believing" something, when it's really just fact When the deity is right in front of you, but they have their own autism and issues, and they feel pain and can bleed like anybody else can...
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>>5551068 you're right, a real deity would ignore you
Khonshu is a really powerful supernatural being tho
Was it ever established in Marvel which gods gain power from people praying to them?
Becahse Thor and Hercules at least are just dudes
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>>5551072 Howard establishes God as real, not needing worship and the creator of Earth-616
But he acts different then expected
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>>5551080 And Anansi is an extra-dimensional being, so his power is not dependent on worship.
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>>5551082 Yeah I don't want to pray to a red guard.
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>>5551085 No, you don't understand. He's African, not Black.
Yes, there's a distinction.
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>>5551095 OK I don't want to pray to a dark coloured god
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>>5550987 >No one We don't need any gods fucking things up even more
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>>5551053 I agree we gonna say thanks or else things could have been way worse.
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>>5550987 >Write-in >Pray to the spider-totems. There’s a Great Weaver, right? Maybe it can rework some threads for you. I mean, it’s the one most likely to listen to us…
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Looks like I need to catch up on my favorite spider.
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>>5550987 Forgot to add to my last post, pray to Death.
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>>5551550 Who, the Neil Gaiman one?
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>>5551557 Ben's Death. She favored him most of all.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 31 Jan 2023 20:27:00 No. 5552185 Report Quoted By:
Out of all the gods that have crossed your mind, Anansi seemed like the only god that would care about someone like you. His existence had never actually been proven like that of other gods from different pantheons, but it wouldn’t at all surprise you if he turned out to be real. There was already an infamous Norse trickster god that had tried, and failed, to enslave you all. Perhaps Anansi was more discreet in his dealings, as a trickster god should be. The totemic deities that Webb told you about were also technically gods, and they had an even greater reason to be invested in you. They even went so far as to obscure Abe and W’s presence from her. Ah, shit! You forgot to tell Abe about what happened! He was technically your dad’s son as well. You would just have to shoot him a text and hope that he didn’t try to come in person. Your parents would only be confused or cautious after having learned that you had a long-lost twin brother. No one needed a bomb dropped on them like that after they just got out of intensive surgery. But even now, you had to fight with the pessimistic side of your brain that told you he might not make it. You had to believe that he’d be okay. Even if Anansi wasn’t listening, it gave you some peace of mind knowing that you could off-load some of your burden to someone greater than yourself. Matt would be proud if he knew. Or maybe he wouldn’t. Praying to an African trickster god was not the same as putting your faith in Jesus Christ. So, whether out of desperation or hope, you closed your eyes, clasped your hands together and lowered your head. And then, you prayed feverishly for your father’s well-being. You begged, pleaded and even made bargains on behalf of the old man, hoping against all hope that someone, or some<span class="mu-i">thing</span> that could answer your prayers was listening. When you opened your eyes, you were genuinely surprised to see that your family was following your example. Mom, Rich and Cindy were all praying to their respective gods, clearly frustrated with their inability to do anything to help. Not wanting to interrupt them, you closed your eyes once more and went back to praying. You genuinely didn’t think that it would amount to much of anything, but it was better than nothing. —---------- Several hours later, when a doctor wearing scrubs approached you with a complicated expression on the visible half of his face, the Parker family held a collective breath. But as soon as he tore off his surgical mask and revealed that the lower half of his face had arranged his features in a comforting smile, you perked up visibly. Five words. It only took five words to pull you out from the depths of despair; to make you all literally deflate from relief. <span class="mu-b">“Peter’s going to be alright.”</span> he said. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 31 Jan 2023 20:30:42 No. 5552190 Report Quoted By:
You and your brother exchanged a gentle, familiar shove, grinning at one another as the implications of the doctor’s words washed over you. Mom was hugging and kissing each of you in turn, and praising the heavens above for your good fortune. The look of relief on Cindy’s face was also a comfort to you. If, god forbid, your father had actually passed away, she would have never forgiven herself. Not knowing what was going through the girl’s head at the time, your mother had no problems pulling the girl into a crushing hug and peppering her forehead with kisses. The ninja mummy squirmed in her grasp, but ultimately let her have her way. As soon as she regained control over herself, however, she asked to meet the doctor that was responsible for saving her husband’s life. The surgeon’s face lit up upon hearing this, and he went on to praise the lead surgeon as being one of the most talented doctors that he’d ever seen! Apparently, your father’s situation had been far more dire when he was first brought in. The rapid response from Cindy in using the Wall-Crawler to transport your father here was admittedly a huge factor in this, but even then, there was very little chance of your father making any sort of meaningful recovery. The bullet had ruptured too many blood vessels. The trauma alone would’ve been enough to kill him. But the lead surgeon in your father’s operation was a superhero in his own right. From the account of the doctor that was singing his praises, he had never seen anyone’s hands move with that level of precision and dexterity. At this point, you were also getting curious about meeting this prodigious surgeon. However, no one could find the one responsible for saving your father’s life. Even after searching for him for nearly two hours, he was nowhere to be found. It was as if he’d simply…up and vanished. You…decided to put that out of your mind for the time being. Your dad was still alive, and that was all that mattered. You would even get to visit him soon. He would still be out cold from the anesthesia, but just seeing him take another breath would put your mind at ease. —------- The four of you congregated around your father’s hospital bed, making idle conversation and glancing at him every now and again with a mixture of pity and affection. You shared stories and dug up fond memories that you hadn’t even known you held dear. Cindy listened with rapt attention, not being able to effectively communicate with anyone other than you. After a little while, though, she left the room. You didn’t miss the sullen expression on her face. Your mother’s eyes trailed after her. <span class="mu-g">“Poor thing.”</span> she said in a soft voice. <span class="mu-g">“This must be so traumatizing for her after what happened to her parents.”</span> You frowned at her. <span class="mu-r">“You know about that?”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 31 Jan 2023 20:31:43 No. 5552191 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-g">“Of course. Your sister told me about it the last time we were here.”</span> she replied, giving you a grateful smile. <span class="mu-g">“And she also told me that you’ve been going out of your way to take care of her. I am <span class="mu-i">so</span> proud of you.”</span>
A long time ago, you’d decided that you didn’t need your parents approval to succeed or be happy in life. And you went on genuinely believing that until recently. Until now.
It shouldn’t have meant anything to you…but it did. It meant a whole lot.
You smiled warmly at her. <span class="mu-r">“Thanks, mom. It means a lot to hear that.”</span>
Richard cleared his throat loudly, drawing everyone’s eyes to him. <span class="mu-b">“He, uh…did a lot to take care of Pete–<span class="mu-i">my</span> Pete, too.” he mentioned. “When I was struggling with the idea of being a single dad, he uh…he really stepped up and took charge. He even managed to knock some sense back into me after I got out of the hospital.”
Your mom made a pleasantly surprised face. Like she had just heard that her son had made the Principal's List. <span class="mu-g">“Did he now? Look at you, becoming Mr. Responsible!”</span>
You all laughed, and you rubbed your face to hide the faint blush that was forming there. It was nice to have some validation after everything you’ve been through. You never would’ve expected that being around your folks would actually improve your mood, but hey, these were strange times.
What will you do?
>Stay with your dad until he wakes up. >Track down Cindy so that you can have a word with her. >Call Abe and inform him of the situation. >Hit up Julia and ask her about the Chameleon’s condition. >Write-in. Pastebins:
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 31 Jan 2023 20:32:44 No. 5552193 Report <span class="mu-g">“Of course. Your sister told me about it the last time we were here.”</span> she replied, giving you a grateful smile. <span class="mu-g">“And she also told me that you’ve been going out of your way to take care of her. I am <span class="mu-i">so</span> proud of you.”</span>
A long time ago, you’d decided that you didn’t need your parents approval to succeed or be happy in life. And you went on genuinely believing that until recently. Until now.
It shouldn’t have meant anything to you…but it did. It meant a whole lot.
You smiled warmly at her. <span class="mu-r">“Thanks, mom. It means a lot to hear that.”</span>
Richard cleared his throat loudly, drawing everyone’s eyes to him. <span class="mu-b">“He, uh…did a lot to take care of Pete–<span class="mu-i">my</span> Pete, too.”</span> he mentioned. <span class="mu-b">“When I was struggling with the idea of being a single dad, he uh…he really stepped up and took charge. He even managed to knock some sense back into me after I got out of the hospital.”</span>
Your mom made a pleasantly surprised face. Like she had just heard that her son had made the Principal's List. <span class="mu-g">“Did he now? Look at you, becoming Mr. Responsible!”</span>
You all laughed, and you rubbed your face to hide the faint blush that was forming there. It was nice to have some validation after everything you’ve been through. You never would’ve expected that being around your folks would actually improve your mood, but hey, these were strange times.
What will you do?
>Stay with your dad until he wakes up. >Track down Cindy so that you can have a word with her. >Call Abe and inform him of the situation. >Hit up Julia and ask her about the Chameleon’s condition. >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5552193 >Stay with your dad until he wakes up. >Call Abe and inform him of the situation. Anonymous
>>5552193 All of the above. Lastly go back to dad and thank whoever that surgeon was. One person doing the equivalent of 8 arms during surgery.
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>>5552193 >Track down Cindy so that you can have a word with her. >Call Abe and inform him of the situation. >Hit up Julia and ask her about the Chameleon’s condition. Anonymous
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>>5552193 >>5552242 Supporting.
>>5552210 I’m going to guess Doctor Strange given he just up and vanished. Isn’t his background that he was a highly successful surgeon?
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>>5552193 >>Track down Cindy so that you can have a word with her. She's probably stuck in the "If only I had been better" mentality
it'd be out of character for Ben to be able to give advice for heros losing people on their watch. I suggest asking Matt for help on this one, but obviously we don't have the time for this immediately
We can only say that our Dad did save her, and he'd probably feel even worse than her if he hadn't managed to save her.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Wed 01 Feb 2023 12:27:47 No. 5552963 Report Quoted By:
>>5552242 >>5552261 >>5552270 >>5552274 >>5552265 >Track down Cindy so that you can have a word with her. >Call Abe and inform him of the situation. >Hit up Julia and ask her about the Chameleon’s condition. Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Wed 01 Feb 2023 12:50:49 No. 5552972 Report As nice as it was to finally get some appreciation around here, you didn’t feel comfortable just sitting here while there were clear issues to address. Like checking up on Cindy, informing Abel of the shooting, and getting an update on the Chameleon’s condition. Pretty much all of these were time sensitive, and you couldn’t exactly have these conversations around your family. Your father would still be here when you got back, and you didn’t plan on leaving for long.
As soon as you saw an opportunity, you excused yourself from the conversation and left the room to go look for Cindy. She likely wasn’t in a good headspace at the moment, and you wanted to catch her before she could fall any deeper into her slump.
At first, you considered wandering the halls in multiple directions until you bumped into her. But you dismissed the idea almost immediately, and instead opted to ask around and see which way she went.
After a few more minutes, you eventually found her sitting alone on a staircase that didn’t see a whole lot of traffic. When you opened the door to greet her, she looked up to meet your eyes, gave you a brief, somber smile, and then averted her gaze once more.
You walked over to her and silently requested to sit beside her. In response, she scooted over to the left and made room for you to sit down.
What will you say/do?
>”You don’t have to be so hard on yourself. You’ve got a lot on your plate right now, and you can’t be expected to be perfect at everything.” >”My dad’s the one that made the decision to jump in the way of that bullet. You would’ve had to hurt him if you wanted to stop him.” >”Everything’s gonna be fine. Nobody blames you for what happened.” >”How’re you holding up?” >”I think…it might be best if we put away the suit for a little while. You need a chance to live your life as a normal kid, and make mistakes without having someone’s life hanging in the balance.” >Remain silent and wait for her to engage with you. >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5552972 >”How’re you holding up?” Anonymous
>>5552972 >”How’re you holding up?” And while this can come later in the convo,
>”Y’know, heroes get the short end of the stick compared to villains. You’re always the one who has to react to them and their plans. Not really the other way around. Everything’s a snap judgement, figuring out how to fight back, where you’re needed most, how much to risk yourself when your breaks are always on someone else’s schedule. The only consolation is that heroes look out for each other, while villains usually don’t.” >”Turns out my dad is a hero. Never really knew that about him. He’s also a dumbass, but I’ve known that for years. Don’t mention that second part to him, okay?” A little bit of philosophizing, putting his choice in the same light as Cindy’s choice to suit up and beat back evil, and light cussing at our dad in the hope of making her laugh at the unexpected segue.
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>>5552972 ”I think…it might be best if we put away the suit for a little while. You need a chance to live your life as a normal kid, and make mistakes without having someone’s life hanging in the balance.”
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>>5552972 >”How’re you holding up?” Much as I want to tell her it's not her fault, it's up to her to realize that. We CAN be there and offer a shoulder to cry on though.
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>>5552972 >"If only I had been better, I could not have antagonized the Chameleon in the first place." >"If only I had been better, I could have predicted the Chameleon to make his move to go after my family after I continuously ruined his plans." >"If only I had been better, I could have made more friends and allies who were at the righ place to help out, like they could with Rich's and Flint's location." >"If only I had been better, I could have moved my parents out of the city back when Slip was running around causing a gang war too." >"But, you know, that's a good way to drive myself insane." Anonymous
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>>5552972 >>”You don’t have to be so hard on yourself. You’ve got a lot on your plate right now, and you can’t be expected to be perfect at everything.” Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Wed 01 Feb 2023 21:58:41 No. 5553418 Report Quoted By:
>>5552973 >>5552986 >>5553249 >”How’re you holding up?” These are some nice write-ins, but I'm not seeing a ton of support for dialogue options other than this one. Feel free to bring these up at a later date if the situation calls for it.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Wed 01 Feb 2023 22:29:01 No. 5553451 Report <span class="mu-r">“How’re you holding up?”</span> you said.
She didn’t move or make any gestures for about a minute, and right when you were starting to believe that she wasn’t going to reply, her hands began to move.
<span class="mu-s">“I’m just so…frustrated with myself.”</span> she signed. <span class="mu-s">“I was so dead set on rushing in to save the day, that I almost messed everything up. I got sloppy, and someone you care about got hurt because of it.”</span>
You remained silent and stared at her for a while, not wanting to interrupt.
<span class="mu-s">“I can’t stop thinking about all the things I could have done better if I were a little more prepared. The training I did with my parents and Matt was really helpful, but sometimes…it feels like everything happens too fast.”</span> she admitted. <span class="mu-s">“Matt says that happens because I’m standing in my own way, and I can’t get out of my head.”</span>
You think you know what she’s talking about. There are times when you can’t translate your proven physical prowess to an actual real situation. Your brain feels fuzzy, your arms grow heavy, and your legs are moving as if they were stuck in mud. It’s purely psychological and has a lot to do with confidence.
Judging from what you’ve seen so far, Cindy clearly has the skills to pay the bills. But she’s also been sheltered for most of her life, and doesn’t always know how to apply those skills to a real-life situation. No amount of training done in a controlled environment can fully prepare you for the chaotic nature of a real fight. Your opponents will almost never behave in a completely predictable manner.
You’re guessing that that part of her training was something that her parents were saving for later.
<span class="mu-s">“Does that ever happen to you?”</span> she asked, looking more vulnerable than you’ve seen her in a while.
What will you say?
>”It used to, yeah. But I’ve gotten into so many scraps that I’ve stopped doubting myself in that regard.” >”Sometimes. I’m usually way faster than the guys that I go up against, so it doesn’t matter as much for me.” >”Maybe you should try meditating to clear your head and relax. We know some people that can probably help you out with that.” >”The only way to solve this problem is to get you some more real-world experience. I think it’s time to take your training to the next level.”(Suggest a trainer for Cindy.) >”You’re still young. Way too young to be fighting full-grown men, in my personal opinion, but I won’t try to stop you from doing what you were raised to do. But you have a lot to learn, and it would do you a lot of good to slow down and take some time to figure things out.” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5553451 >”The only way to solve this problem is to get you some more real-world experience. I think it’s time to take your training to the next level.”(Suggest a trainer for Cindy.) >Matt Murdock AKA The Devil of Hell’s Kitchen. Cindy's already spent some time training under him, and you can personally attest to just how skilled he is. He should be able to give Cindy that edge she's looking for. The pieces are already there, time to make the most of our connections.
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>>5553451 >”It used to, yeah. I cheated because of my powers though. The danger sense simplifies a lot in a fight. My struggle now is for the things it can’t apply to. Balancing all the different people Chameleon attacked, who would go to each location, whether it’d be enough to make a difference and keep them safe.” >”I turned to others to help me handle it. Julia and Webb were coordinating the response so I could focus on the tasks in front of me. Being able to find people you can trust for that will help.” Any trainer recommendations from others? Maybe Morlocks wouldn’t be bad since they’re much closer to Cindy in age. She’d get more socialization experience too.
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>>5553478 She's already about to go to school, so she'll have plenty of time to socialize with people her own age there.
I think the important thing here is to get her the help she needs on the superhero side of things. Might as well get some help from the best martial artist in New York City.
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>>5553483 Isn’t she already doing regular training with him? She’s quoting him in the same breath as her parents when it comes to training, and she trained with them for most of her life. She’s probably getting as much out of Matt as she can without turning her into his full-fledged sidekick and that’d eat into our own bonding time with her.
Maybe variety would be better. Going up against people she doesn’t know, situations she isn’t used to. We have a lot of cred with Silvermane. Maybe we could ask him to arrange some training bouts with his men once a week. Different people each time. It might make her squirm to be training against criminals since she’s technically also training them, but she needs to be just as confident in going up against weaker opponents that she needs to restrain her full potential against to avoid killing them. We can also trust that Silvermane would punish anyone who stepped out of line in the bouts too far.
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>>5553451 >>”The only way to solve this problem is to get you some more real-world experience. I think it’s time to take your training to the next level.”(Suggest a trainer for Cindy.) MK or Matt.
She can choose
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>>5553451 The only way to solve this problem is to get you some more real-world experience. I think it’s time to take your training to the next level.”(Suggest a trainer for Cindy.)
White tiger
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>>5553451 >>”Sometimes. I’m usually way faster than the guys that I go up against, so it doesn’t matter as much for me.” ”The only way to solve this problem is to get you some more real-world experience. I think it’s time to take your training to the next level.” Moon Knight
If his three personalities come with different fighting styles it would have similar benefits to her sparring with Silvermane's men and he could possibly fake her out by either pretending to be a different personality or switching who is in control during the fight
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>>5553451 >"You know, a while back I got my best friend pulverized by an energy blast." >"I stood there like an idiot for a good hour, just numb and in disbeliev, scraping together his... well... sand." >"He got better, but now he doesn't have a body that can eat or feel the sun on his face." >"I'd lie if I were to say I hadn't sometimes lain awake at night knowing how he also has to lay awake at night because he can't sleep." >sigh >"I’ve gotten into so many scraps that I couldn't do what I do if I kept doubting myself in that regard.” >"But I'm not a hero, I'm not in the business of saving people, not like you are." >"Odds are, you're not going to be able to save 100% of all the people you will try to protect, and it doesn't have anything to do with how good you are, that's simply how odds work." >"Now today. Because you were there, nothing worse happened. Both my parents are alive because you were there." >"Cindy, you did good today, don't tell yourself anything less." >"But I think you should talk to an actual hero about this. Someone who has been in the business of saving people with the opportunity to mess up." >"I'm rather sure we can ask Matt to give you some training. Not fighting prowess, but, like, what it means to be a hero." >"Or maybe ask Angela? Get a woman's perspective, you know?" Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Thu 02 Feb 2023 12:49:15 No. 5554146 Report >>5553476 >>5553522 >>5553549 >>5553599 >>5553978 >>5553988 >”The only way to solve this problem is to get you some more real-world experience. I think it’s time to take your training to the next level.”(Suggest a trainer for Cindy.) So far we've got:
>2 for Matt >2 for White Tiger(possibly?) >2 for Moon Knight I'm not entirely sure how to treat the votes that are okay with one or the other, so I've been counting them towards the total for both. Two of the votes seem to be leaning towards letting Cindy decide for herself.
What do you guys think?
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>>5554146 >”The only way to solve this problem is to get you some more real-world experience. I think it’s time to take your training to the next level.”(Moon Knight) Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Thu 02 Feb 2023 13:20:24 No. 5554162 Report Quoted By:
>>5554146 >>5554158 Much appreciated. Writing...
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>>5554146 I'd like to veto Moonknight, as his personality and morality is not exactly what she should want to mimic
but i guess i missed my opportunity
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Thu 02 Feb 2023 13:59:02 No. 5554185 Report Quoted By:
>>5554178 Sorry, anon. You're welcome to vote to call it off if you find that he's having a negative influence on her.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Thu 02 Feb 2023 14:03:18 No. 5554188 Report Quoted By:
You nodded sagely and grinned at her. <span class="mu-r">“The only way to solve this problem is to get you some more real-world experience. I think it’s time for us to take your training to the next level.”</span> She raised an eyebrow at that. <span class="mu-r">“After things die down on our end, let’s see if we can’t convince ol’ Moonie to teach you a few things.”</span> you offered. Out of everyone you’ve encountered, save for Typhoid Mary, Moon Knight had to be the most chaotic fighter that you knew personally. His fighting style was constantly shifting and changing to suit his current personality, and it made him wildly unpredictable. Especially that “Jake” guy. Dude was insanely brutal towards his enemies. Normally, that would worry you, but you’ve never seen him get so out of control that he turned on an ally. And you sincerely doubted that Khonshu would allow either of his champions to fight one another in such a way that would endanger their lives. Although…it might be worth it to check in on them and see what his “training regimen” consisted of. She gave you a faint smile, and tucked her knees close to her chest before nodding her agreement. <span class="mu-s">“I’d like that. It’ll be good to get back to training.”</span> she signed. <span class="mu-r">“Just promise me that you won’t neglect your studies.”</span> She sighed, and then nodded with a noticeable lack of enthusiasm this time. —------------ Just as you’d expected, Abel was absolutely incensed to learn of what happened to your father. It took several minutes just to get him to calm down, and several more to convince him not to swing on over and storm into his room. You perfectly understood how he felt, but now wasn’t the time to try and cook up a story for why you have an equally handsome doppelganger roaming the streets. It could lead to some wild assumptions and accusations regarding your father’s fidelity, and you didn’t want to stir up that hornet’s nest just yet. You and Abe would have to work on an explanation if he ever wanted to see his parents again. Someone had suggested impersonation, but you weren’t entirely comfortable with that idea. You had a feeling that he was going to try and get you back for that “Itsy Bitsy” business earlier. At the very least, you managed to prevent him from flying off the handle. You would have to update him on every little development, but that was a small price to pay for avoiding the metric fuckton of family drama that his arrival would create. Once that was settled, you decided to link back up with Julia to get an update on the Chameleon situation. <span class="mu-b">“He’s stable for now.”</span> Julia reported. <span class="mu-b">“We called in an expert, and she’s been keeping the blood loss to a minimum. He’s been in and out of consciousness ever since you left.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Just be careful around him. He’s a slippery bastard.”</span> you warned. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Thu 02 Feb 2023 14:04:58 No. 5554190 Report <span class="mu-b">“So I’ve heard.”</span> she replied. <span class="mu-b">“His hired goons haven’t been nearly as lucky, though. I’ve gotten wind of multiple arrests made around the city where you guys were attacked. The police don’t know what to make of it all, and none of them are talking.”</span>
Hmm. Now <span class="mu-i">that</span> was interesting.
What will you say/do?
>”Oh, I know how to make them talk…”(Call in a favor from Silvermane.) >”Let them rot. Their boss is the one that I want. He's bound to have all sorts of secrets tucked away in that head of his." >”Has Madame Webb been able to pull anything useful from his mind? Like the location of the teleporter and his remaining men?” >”He knows way too much about us, Jules. If we hand him off and he somehow gets out, he’ll definitely try to get payback.” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5554190 >”Let them rot. Their boss is the one that I want. He's bound to have all sorts of secrets tucked away in that head of his." >”Has Madame Webb been able to pull anything useful from his mind? Like the location of the teleporter and his remaining men?” Anonymous
>>5554190 >>”Oh, I know how to make them talk…”(Call in a favor from Silvermane.) Anonymous
>>5554190 >”Let them rot. Their boss is the one that I want. He's bound to have all sorts of secrets tucked away in that head of his." >”Has Madame Webb been able to pull anything useful from his mind? Like the location of the teleporter and his remaining men?” >>5554146 I would have been ok with WT as well.
>>5553549 I'm this anon
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>>5554190 >”Oh, I know how to make them talk…”(Call in a favor from Silvermane.) I’m not even sure this is a favor per se. With Chameleon out of the picture and a lot of people getting rounded up, the Russians are weakened. Silvermane making a play for their intelligence and operations could help rebuild his own empire, even if they’re relative small fry. It’s as much to his professional benefit as it is to our personal one.
If anything, the “favor” he could call in is to crack some more heads of the Russian network for him. We’ll give him a heavily discounted rate or see if we can recruit the teleporter for him.
>”Has Madame Webb been able to pull anything useful from his mind? Like the location of the teleporter and his remaining men?” Anonymous
>>5554190 >>5554220 +1
>"Hideouts and bank info too. The guy has significant ressources behind him. He had an LMD, for fucks sake, I didn't even know what that was until a few hours ago." >"So we should milk him dry. See what a Madame Webb can do to get banking detail and you with your computer whizziness." >"Buy yourself a new rug and - while I wouldn't say no - donate the rest. I just know he and his people shouldn't have it." also seriously debating on killing him, but I don't think Ben ever did so in cold blood. Especially now on his way to betterment.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Fri 03 Feb 2023 12:20:57 No. 5555710 Report Quoted By:
>>5554194 >>5554199 >>5554220 >>5554239 >>5554210 >”Oh, I know how to make them talk…”(Call in a favor from Silvermane.) >”Has Madame Webb been able to pull anything useful from his mind? Like the location of the teleporter and his remaining men?” >"Hideouts and bank info too. The guy has significant resources behind him. He had an LMD, for fucks sake, I didn't even know what that was until a few hours ago." >"So we should milk him dry. See what a Madame Webb can do to get banking detail and you with your computer whizziness." >"Buy yourself a new rug and - while I wouldn't say no - donate the rest. I just know he and his people shouldn't have it." Taking these. Writing...
>>5554210 That's good to know. Having Angela act as an instructor would be an interesting experience, since she requires very little sleep, and doesn't tire easily. She can essentially fight for an entire day, so long as she has the amulet.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Fri 03 Feb 2023 13:34:25 No. 5555750 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“Oh, I know how to get them to talk…”</span> you muttered. Julia paused so that you could elaborate even further, but you decided to leave that ominous statement hanging in the air for a bit. You were beyond pissed at these Russian goons. You needed to punish them. To set an example. And you knew just the mafioso that would jump at the chance to do it. <span class="mu-b">“Are you gonna finish that statement, or…?”</span> Julia asked, sounding slightly concerned. <span class="mu-r">“Has Madame Webb been able to pull anything useful from his mind? Like the location of the teleporter or his remaining men?”</span> you said, quickly changing the subject. <span class="mu-b">“She should have some results for you soon. The guy is crazy good at resisting mental attacks.”</span> Julia replied. <span class="mu-b">“Webb thinks that it’s some sort of weird mental conditioning he put himself through. She has to tread carefully or else she’ll end up scrambling his brain.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Weird. You’d think most people would want to avoid having that happen to them.”</span> <span class="mu-b">“It’s sort of like a cyanide pill, but for your mind!”</span> Julia exclaimed, mimicking an explosion with her mouth. <span class="mu-b">“Those Russians sure do get up to some crazy shit.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“I’d seriously appreciate it if they left all their crazy shit back in the motherland.”</span> you grumbled. <span class="mu-b">“But then you wouldn’t get to steal them.”</span> Julia added. And she had a damn good point. <span class="mu-r">“On the topic of stealing, I vote that we bleed the Chameleon for everything that he has. I’m talking banking info, hideouts; you name it.”</span> you suggested. <span class="mu-r">“The guy clearly has significant resources behind him. Like, he had an LMD, for fuck’s sake! I didn’t even know what that was until a few hours ago.”</span> <span class="mu-b">“Oh, I’ve heard of those!”</span> Julia said, clearly impressed. <span class="mu-b">“Aren’t they supposed to be crazy expensive?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“My partners think so. They’re gonna try to sell it later.”</span> you mentioned. <span class="mu-r">“And while they do that, Madame Webb can use her mind-reading to get his banking info, and you can do your…computer hacking mumbo jumbo.”</span> Julia scoffed, but it was a <span class="mu-i">little</span> too dramatic for you to treat it as being genuine. <span class="mu-b">“It is so not <span class="mu-i">mumbo jumbo</span>!” she protested. “Hogwash, maybe. Hell, I might’ve even accepted gobbledygook!”</span> You just barely managed to stifle a laugh before continuing. <span class="mu-r">“Whatever. You know what I mean. The point is, you shouldn’t pass up an opportunity like this. You can buy yourself something nice–-like a fancy new rug, and then donate the rest to charity or something.”</span> <span class="mu-b">“We already have fancy rugs here.”</span> Julia countered. <span class="mu-b">“While they might not be new, they’re certainly very expensive. I would know, because I got yelled at for spilling wine on one of them before.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Ah, but do you ‘own’ these rugs?”</span> you asked. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Fri 03 Feb 2023 13:35:52 No. 5555752 Report The computer hacker made a thoughtful noise. <span class="mu-b">“No. I guess you do have a point.”</span> she admitted. <span class="mu-b">“That way, if I ever get fired, I can pack up my belongings and lug an expensive, heavy rug right out that front door. That should be good for at least a month’s rent.”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“So you’ll do it?”</span> you said hopefully.
<span class="mu-b">“Sure. I’ll look into it sometime later.”</span> she agreed. <span class="mu-b">“But before I do, I found a few things about that lady-cop you asked about.”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“Lay it on me.”</span>
<span class="mu-b">“Detective Yuriko Watanabe, granddaughter of the esteemed Kenneth Watanabe, and fast on her way to being promoted to Sergeant. Actually, I think that may have happened today!”</span> she reported.
<span class="mu-r">“Okay, so she’s ‘Sergeant Yuriko Watanabe’.”</span> you corrected. <span class="mu-r">“What else can you tell me?”</span>
<span class="mu-b">“Well, she served in the military for a bit before joining the force. But since then, she’s been busting her hump to try and root out Maggia activity.”</span> Julia continued. <span class="mu-b">“Personally, I think it’s because she feels the need to prove herself and clear her family name.”</span>
You frowned. <span class="mu-r">“But I thought you said that her grandfather was a big deal.”</span>
<span class="mu-b">“Yeah, but so was her father. Only, he was a big deal for all the wrong reasons.”</span> she replied. <span class="mu-b">“He was on the take, and got convicted before she even joined up.”</span>
You winced slightly at that. <span class="mu-r">“That’s rough. Sounds like our lady-cop has a bit of a chip on her shoulder.”</span>
<span class="mu-b">“She most certainly does. From what I could gather, she seems a little…intense.”</span>
You could deal with “intense”. What you couldn’t deal with was her sniffing around Vic’s house after news of the incident gets back to Yuri. Maybe you should see about helping your sister move.
Or…you could go through with your plan to have Pandora tamper with Yuri’s memories. This technically falls into her jurisdiction, since Cindy is tangentially related to the vampire incident.
What will you do in the meantime?
>Pay Silvermane a visit. You had a strong feeling that those Russian prisoners were about to “go missing”. (What will you do with them?) >Call Callisto and check on the Morlocks. Hopefully, they were spared during the Chameleon’s attack. >Request a portal to Webb’s mansion so that you can personally interrogate the Chameleon. >Have Julia communicate your brainwashing request to Pandora. >Stay with your father until he wakes up. >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5555752 >Call Callisto and check on the Morlocks. Hopefully, they were spared during the Chameleon’s attack. >Have Abe pay Silvermane a visit. He knows him just as well as we do, right? I’d suggest to him that we keep it professional with the grunts. They don’t make the calls, so just get whatever information they can get out of them and either recruit or dispose of them afterwards. Up to Abe though.
>Call Callisto and check on the Morlocks. Hopefully, they were spared during the Chameleon’s attack. This option has me worried since it exists.
>Stay with your father until he wakes up. Anonymous
>>5555752 >Call Callisto and check on the Morlocks. Hopefully, they were spared during the Chameleon’s attack. >Stay with your father until he wakes up. Anonymous
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>>5555752 >>Stay with your father until he wakes up. Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Fri 03 Feb 2023 23:25:57 No. 5556161 Report Quoted By:
>>5555760 >>5555763 >>5555831 >>5555953 >Call Callisto and check on the Morlocks. Hopefully, they were spared during the Chameleon’s attack. >Stay with your father until he wakes up. Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sat 04 Feb 2023 00:34:41 No. 5556238 Report Quoted By:
As much as you wanted to move forward with the Chameleon situation, you didn’t want to leave the hospital until you were certain that your dad would be okay. But that didn’t mean you had to sit around and do nothing. There were plenty of ways to gather info and prepare without actually leaving the building. And there was one last group that you had to check on before you could even begin to relax. After you ended the call with Julia, you immediately tried to contact Callisto through her sewer payphone. After 2 or 3 attempts, no one answered. But right when you were seriously beginning to worry, someone picked up the receiver on the other end of the line. <span class="mu-g">“Huntsman? That you?”</span> Hearing Callisto’s voice made your shoulders sag with relief. For a second, you were worried that the Chameleon somehow managed to find the Alley. But even he wouldn’t be resourceful enough to pull that off without tipping off Callisto. <span class="mu-r">“Yeah, it’s me. Is everyone alright?”</span> you asked. <span class="mu-g">“We’re fine. How about you? It’s been pretty rowdy up there all day.”</span> she said. <span class="mu-r">“I’ve had better days. Some Russian creep just tried to take out my friends and family, and I needed to make sure that you were alright.”</span> you replied. <span class="mu-g">“And little ol’ me qualifies to be targeted by said Russian psycho? I’m touched. Honored, really.”</span> Callisto said sarcastically, but you could just barely make out some of the genuine surprise she felt from your concern. <span class="mu-g">“But seriously though, how’d everyone make out?”</span> You sighed. <span class="mu-r">“Not everyone made it out in one piece, but at the very least, we’re all still alive.”</span> Callisto hummed thoughtfully. <span class="mu-g">“Good. We’re all fine down here. But…I did sense someone poking around down here. I moved the other Morlocks back a bit and scared them off.”</span> she reported. <span class="mu-g">“So I don’t think they’ll be making a return visit anytime soon.”</span> And you couldn’t blame them. Callisto was capable of moving around in near total darkness down there. Anyone would think twice about going down into the sewers if a mass of green tentacles suddenly slithered out to coil around your legs. <span class="mu-r">“I hope you’re right.”</span> you replied. <span class="mu-r">“In any case, you should lie low for a while until things die down.”</span> To your surprise, Callisto actually chuckled. <span class="mu-g">“I can’t lie any lower, my criminally predisposed pupil.”</span> Ah, right. It has been a while since you’ve gone down for combat training. You still haven’t managed to land a clean hit on her without the use of your webs or your mark. Her reflexes, speed and coordination was off the charts for a lady that spent all her time in a sewer. On the bright side, you were pretty sure that you were on the verge of a breakthrough. Callisto assured you that with her help, you would have no problem fighting multiple opponents at once, or even a multi-armed opponent. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sat 04 Feb 2023 00:35:43 No. 5556240 Report You laughed in response. <span class="mu-r">“Right. Poor choice of words.”</span> you admitted. <span class="mu-r">“Take care of yourselves.”</span>
<span class="mu-g">“Yeah, you too.”</span>
You hung up, taking a minute to count off everyone that you thought might’ve been in danger of being targeted. When you came up blank, you nodded to yourself and began to make your way back to your dad’s room. At least there you could relax a bit and get some much needed rest.
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Some time later, well past midnight, you were awoken by a shove on the shoulder from your brother. Your first instinct was to glare at him, but you followed the trail of where his finger was pointing without needing to be told. And what you saw nearly made you shoot out of your seat.
Dad was finally awake!
<span class="mu-r">“Boys? Annie?”</span> he muttered weakly. <span class="mu-r">“What’s-?”</span>
Mom was by his side in a flash, placing a reassuring hand on his arm and kissing his forehead lovingly. The speed with which she did this might’ve made even W’s jaw drop.
<span class="mu-g">“Thank god! You pigheaded, brave idiot.”</span> your mother said, smiling through her tears. <span class="mu-g">“Next time you do something like that, I might just kill you myself.”</span>
Your father fidgeted in his bed and gave her a brittle smile. <span class="mu-r">“I’ll…keep that in mind.”</span> he said, taking her hand in his and squeezing it. His eyes traveled around the room, focusing on Richard for a minute, before finally landing on you. He almost looked surprised to see you sitting there.
What will you say?
>”Glad to see you’re back in the land of the living, old man.” >”Can I get you anything? Sandwich, glass of water, key to the city?” >”Sorry Vic couldn’t make it. She and Pete have had a lot to deal with today. I’ll call her later to let her know you’re awake.” >Just smile and keep quiet. You and him tended to get into arguments over petty, little things. >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5556240 >”Glad to see you’re back in the land of the living, old man.” >”Sorry Vic couldn’t make it. She and Pete have had a lot to deal with today. I’ll call her later to let her know you’re awake.” Anonymous
>>5556240 >”Glad to see you’re back in the land of the living, old man. Give him a light hug Anonymous
>>5556240 >>”Glad to see you’re back in the land of the living, old man.” Anonymous
>>5556240 >”Sorry Vic couldn’t make it. She and Pete have had a lot to deal with today. I’ll call her later to let her know you’re awake.” Anonymous
>>5556240 >”Glad to see you’re back in the land of the living, old man.” Anonymous
>>5556240 >"Next time you jump in front of a bullet to safe a girl, I'll jump in front of mom to safe you." Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sat 04 Feb 2023 16:37:54 No. 5556775 Report Quoted By:
>>5556250 >>5556257 >>5556266 >>5556287 >>5556461 >”Glad to see you’re back in the land of the living, old man.” >”Sorry Vic couldn’t make it. She and Pete have had a lot to deal with today. I’ll call her later to let her know you’re awake.” Taking these. Writing...
>>5556589 >"Next time you jump in front of a bullet to safe a girl, I'll jump in front of mom to safe you." Kek
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sat 04 Feb 2023 18:39:46 No. 5556879 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“Glad to see you’re back in the land of the living, old man.”</span> you said casually, a note of challenge in your voice. He frowned slightly, but his expression quickly turned into an appreciative grin. <span class="mu-r">“Don’t make me come over there.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Oh, don’t get up on my account.”</span> you said with a laugh, throwing your hands up in a placating gesture. He opened his mouth to reply, but then his frown deepened when he noticed something. And you thought you knew what it was. <span class="mu-r">“Sorry Vic couldn’t make it.”</span> you cut in. <span class="mu-r">“She and Pete have had a lot to deal with today. I’ll call her later to let her know that you’re awake.”</span> He refocused his gaze on you and nodded slowly. <span class="mu-r">“As long as they’re both alright…”</span> he muttered. <span class="mu-b">“You just worry about getting better, dad.”</span> Rich said, standing beside you. <span class="mu-b">“We’ll handle the rest.”</span> Your mother nodded her agreement, and after a few seconds, you did so as well. Just then, a young Asian doctor entered the room. Despite the late hour, he seemed to carry himself well. Maybe he was just working a late shift. <span class="mu-b">“Mr. Parker. Glad to see that you’re awake.”</span> he said, smiling and flipping through pages on the clipboard in his hands. <span class="mu-b">“I know you’ve had a rough time of it lately, but I suspect that you’ll be making a full recovery from this injury. Not many people your age can boast that.”</span> Everyone sighed in relief at that. However, it didn’t look like he was done speaking, so you remained alert. <span class="mu-b">“Now, according to your medical history, you’ve been diagnosed with type 2 diabetes before, correct?”</span> Dad nodded slowly. <span class="mu-r">“That’s right.”</span> <span class="mu-b">“And you have a history with smoking as well?”</span> he asked. Another nod, but this one was immediately followed up with a wary glance exchanged between him and his wife. The doctor hummed unhappily before flipping to another page on their clipboard. <span class="mu-b">“And have you been feeling any fatigue, or abdominal pain radiating from your back? Before your injury I mean.”</span> Mom frowned at him. <span class="mu-g">“I’m sorry, what’s this about?”</span> The doctor's lips pressed into a thin line, and his expression grew serious. <span class="mu-b">“During Mr. Parker’s surgery, we noticed some unusual swelling near his small intestine. We performed a quick biopsy and are still waiting on results from the pathology lab…but there’s a possibility that he might have pancreatic cancer.”</span> Mom’s face went pale. She looked as if the news had struck her like a lightning bolt. Richard was similarly dumbfounded. And dad just looked…confused. You, on the other hand…for once, you really didn’t know what to say. What <span class="mu-i">could</span> you say in a situation like this? <span class="mu-b">“Did we at least catch it in the early stages?”</span> Richard asked. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sat 04 Feb 2023 18:40:47 No. 5556882 Report The doctor shook his head. <span class="mu-b">“Unfortunately, this sort of thing is hard to detect early, and it’s often found after it’s progressed into its later stages, where it spreads to the surrounding organs.”</span> he explained. <span class="mu-b">“There are treatment options available, but-”</span> <span class="mu-r">“How much?”</span> Everyone turned to look at you, and it took a moment for you to realize that you were the source of the interruption. It was just a thought, but it was apparently powerful enough to manifest itself in the form of a question. The doctor pushed up his glasses and shifted in place slightly. <span class="mu-b">“It’s less a question of cost, and more one of the risk and viability involved in such treatments.”</span> he replied. <span class="mu-b">“Your option could include surgery, chemotherapy, radiation therapy, or a potential combination of the three. And considering his history with diabetes, surgery is not an option that I would recommend.”</span> Your father wasn’t even looking at any of you anymore. He was simply running a finger along his wife’s hand and staring far off into the distance at something that none of you could see. After no one spoke for a while, the doctor nodded apologetically and began to back away. <span class="mu-b">“I’m sorry. We’ll get you those lab results as soon as we can, but it can take up to several days for them to come back, depending on the complexity of the condition. There’s a possibility that we’re wrong, but…I wanted to prepare you for the worst. Just in case.”</span> And with that, he left, taking all the merriment and relief you had previously felt along with him. Several minutes later, the door opened once more, and Cindy entered the room, glancing around at everyone’s sullen expressions in confusion. The poor kid had no idea what she was walking into. —-------- Silence permeated the room where your dad was staying. Muttered regrets and incredulous remarks were becoming the norm. Mom looked like she was about to lose herself to grief and stress, while dad seemed to be cycling between resignation and resignation. You and Richard barely spoke, and Cindy had no choice but to remain silent. The five of you remained like that for what felt like eternity. The sun was starting to rise again, and you felt like you hadn’t gotten a wink of sleep. To say that you were drained was a massive understatement, but there were still things to do. Still problems to tackle. What will you do?>Stay with your father for a while longer. You can’t do much just sitting around here, but you can at least provide comfort and support when needed. >Go back to check on Vic and Flint. It’s been long enough, and one of them should probably be awake by now. >Request a portal back to Madame Webb’s mansion. A nice, healthy interrogation should help you get your mind off things for a while. >Call up Silvermane and arrange to meet him at one of his safehouses. >Write-in.
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>>5556882 >>Request a portal back to Madame Webb’s mansion. A nice, healthy interrogation should help you get your mind off things for a while. Anonymous
>>5556882 >Call up Silvermane and arrange to meet him at one of his safehouses. >Request a portal back to Madame Webb’s mansion. A nice, healthy interrogation should help you get your mind off things for a while. Anonymous
>>5556882 >Request a portal back to Madame Webb’s mansion. A nice, healthy interrogation should help you get your mind off things for a while. Alright, now I think we're in the right mindset.
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>>5556882 Anansi helped with the bullet but gave him cancer, great
>cycling between resignation and resignation me too, grandpa pete, me too
>Take a swing back to Webb to clear your mind for a bit before the interrogation I don't even know what we can get out of him, except gloat a little on him having failed on almost every level
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>>5556882 Stay with pops for a bit longer then excuse ourselves check on vic and flint. Make sure they're playing nice then to madame webbs to relieve some stress.
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>>5556882 >>Go back to check on Vic and Flint. It’s been long enough, and one of them should probably be awake by now. Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sat 04 Feb 2023 20:27:59 No. 5557054 Report Quoted By:
>>5556886 >>5556888 >>5556892 >Request a portal back to Madame Webb’s mansion. A nice, healthy interrogation should help you get your mind off things for a while. Taking these. Writing...
>>5556898 >cycling between resignation and resignation I'd wanted to express that part a bit differently, but forgot to go back and make changes while I was handling the formatting... Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sat 04 Feb 2023 22:00:26 No. 5557195 Report You didn’t exactly remember getting up and leaving the room, but you did have some vague recollection of hugging your family, promising them that you would return, and trying your best not to break your fragile father with your words or actions. You weren’t the most eloquent guy around, and you didn’t trust yourself not to say something that might send him further down his downward spiral. Not now, at least. Right now, your teeth were clenched so tight that you thought they might break. Not out of anger, per se, but…was it too much to fucking ask for something to go right today!? Or…yesterday? Ugh. How long have you even been awake? It feels like it's been forever since you actually managed to sleep in your own bed. Cassandra’s beds were comfy, sure, but you were effectively in a psychically induced coma back then, and were thus unable to appreciate having slept in it. You were vaguely aware of the fact that Cindy was dutifully and silently trailing after you, and you didn’t need to be an empath like Abe to know that she was throwing some rather concerned glances your way. You ignored them, stormed out of the hospital and suited up at your earliest convenience. <span class="mu-r">“Julia. Tell Rintrah that I need a portal back to the mansion. And make sure that our new houseguest is ready for me when I get there.”</span> you demanded. You needed three things right now. Answers, a way to blow off some steam, and a serious win for the Parker family. The first two were accomplished by you potentially beating the Chameleon senseless, and the third was dependent on your success in accomplishing your first objective. If you could find out where the teleporter and his remaining goons were, you’d be one step closer to wrapping up this miserable chapter of your life. —-------- A little while later, you and Cindy exited the portal and stepped onto Madame Webb’s front lawn, just outside of the teleportation ward’s range. The two of you silently trudged up to her front door and waited a second for it to swing open for you. No one had actually opened it for you, but Rintrah had made some minor modifications to the warding scheme that allowed pre-approved members of the team to enter, so long as they held a “keystone”. He’d apparently had it affixed to your utility belt while you were sleeping. As soon as you stepped inside, you were greeted by Madame Webb and Julia in the sitting room. <span class="mu-r">“I’ve finished sorting through his most recent memories.”</span> the older woman said, jumping straight into things. She could probably sense that you weren’t in the best of moods right now. <span class="mu-r">“I have the location of their designated fallback position, as well as a backup. However, I cannot guarantee that they will remain at either position for very long. If they believe that they’re compromised, they’re likely to scrub the whole operation and go to ground.”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sat 04 Feb 2023 22:01:47 No. 5557198 Report You nodded. You hadn’t received any new transmissions over the stolen radio, so it made sense that they were wary of being caught in some sort of trap.
<span class="mu-r">“Rintrah has been scrying for their location for a while now, and he thinks he may have picked up on something interesting.”</span> Webb continued. <span class="mu-r">“He and Nico believe that the teleporter is utilizing something known as the ‘Darkforce’.”</span>
Cindy tilted her head in confusion.
<span class="mu-b">“We don’t know much about it, but Rintrah seems convinced that it’s bad news.”</span> Julia added. <span class="mu-b">“You can talk with him about it later, but I’m guessing you’d much rather have a chat with the other guy.”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“We might as well get it out of the way.”</span> you said, heading for the stairs. <span class="mu-r">“Thanks for your help, guys. I’ll take things from here.”</span>
Their eyes followed you as you headed upstairs, but no one actually moved. Good. They might’ve seen or heard something unpleasant if they actually decided to tag along.
As soon as you reached the top of the stairs, you were met by a full-figured woman wearing a form-fitting, white nurse uniform and a short, blue collared half-cape that wrapped around her arms and shoulders like a shawl. She had short, black hair that had been wrapped up in a neat little bun, and deep brown eyes.
Judging from her appearance, this must be the specialist that they called in to save the Chameleon’s miserable life. At the very least, running into her had interrupted your depressingly dark thought processes, which was actually kind of a relief.
<span class="mu-b">“If you’re looking for my patient, he’ll be in the room to the right. We had to move him in order to accommodate his…specific needs.”</span> she said carefully.
<span class="mu-r">“Your right, or my right?”</span> you asked.
She smiled slightly. <span class="mu-b">“Your right.”</span>
How thoughtful of her.
<span class="mu-r">“Thanks.”</span> you said, stepping aside to move past her. She…stepped in front of you again. You looked down at her. <span class="mu-r">“Excuse me.”</span>
<span class="mu-b">“I would very much appreciate it if you didn’t undo all my hard work during your visit.”</span> she warned. <span class="mu-b">“Whatever your grievances, he’s no good to anyone dead.”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“He’s no good to anyone <span class="mu-i">alive</span>, either.”</span> was what you’d wanted to say, but you simply nodded and stepped around her to continue on your way. You could feel her eyes on your back as you went, but eventually you heard her heels clacking against the stairs as she made her descent.
Standing before the door that contained the filthy rat that had tried to take out your family, you decided to go over the content of your interrogation in your head.
What will you say/do?
>Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5557198 Alright, first thing first
>Have the others inform Abe of what they learned from Chameleon. He can work with Silvermane on an ambush, or do it some other way. He’s been wanting to get his pound of flesh since what happened with dad. Give him the chance.
As for interrogation,
>Spend a minute looking over his injuries to build the anticipation >Sit down and talk about what he was thinking. Calling in a network to bring down a jumped-up meta that’s given him some lip? A bit much. >Looks even worse when that meta turned out to have a bigger network than he did. We didn’t even tap all the obvious people he knew about. >Let him know we’re on the fence about the others and his fate. For the others, we figure they’re following orders so our beef isn’t with them. But if they don’t stand down, they may do something dumb like shoot our dad again. Then we’d have a beef with them. It’d be best if we could pass along all their info to our crime lord friends and keep our hands clean of that mess, for their sake. >For Chameleon? Well, we’re angling on killing him once we finally wrap everything up. But if he throws enough sweeteners at us, we’ll consider tossing him to SHIELD instead for cred with them instead. He has a chance of getting out or being traded that way, which we don’t like. But we’re willing to be a businessman about this. >If he does get to live, he needs to stay away from us and anyone he even thinks is in our web. Because he can’t win. He could drop a bomb on our head, splatter us across the pagement, and all it’d accomplish is killing him. Because we’re not the head of a snake. We’re a spider, building a web that connects many people to each other and us, and killing the spider doesn’t rip up their web. Others will pick apart his corpse for us. All I got. Thoughts?
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>>5557195 I will leave the interrogation to the other anons but I will suggest torture.
We start by showing him our power to set things on fire. If he refuses to provide information, we lit his lower legs, and if he still doesn't comply, we slowly move our hand to the next patch of healthy skin.
Like someone who does massages at spas with the exception our hands have very little hooks that can be made to set things on fire or explode
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>>5557229 We could web him in a cocoon and start sucking his blood slowly
Like a spider
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>>5557246 >>5557287 I’m not sold on torture. He has mental conditioning strong enough to be compared to mental cyanide, so his ability to ignore physical pain should be equally high.
I’d prefer to fuck with his head. The worst thing you can give a prisoner is hope, and he probably thinks we’re going to go the beatdown route before killing him because we’re just a merc. So don’t touch him. Pepper him with zingers, remind him that he already misread us to disastrous results as evidenced by how thoroughly we beat him. Still mention that they succeeded in shooting our dad, though he’s still alive. Make him think that he has no idea what the fuck we’ll do next, and that somehow, if he gives us enough, that could include letting him live.
We can always just break his neck afterward if we don’t like his offers enough. The look on his face when he realize “oh, it wasn’t supposed to end this quick” would be the main payment.
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>>5557229 What do we need Silvermane for?
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>>5557344 We had previously voted to get Silvermane to pick up Chameleon’s men and get info out of them. Possibly use it to help rebuild his empire.
We haven’t actually done any of that yet though, so I tossed it in. We can skip over it still, it’s just weird that we wanted to get him involved and then never followed through with it.
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>>5557246 I'm pretty sure that the russian spy that can take on any appearance and has training to protect against mindreading will not break under torture.
Specially since Ben was just a regular thief until he gained powers
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sun 05 Feb 2023 02:27:50 No. 5557517 Report Quoted By:
>>5557359 I know that anons voted to do it, but I simply didn't want to assume that they would leave their hospitalized father right then and there. Timing is very important in some cases, so I wanted to be sure.
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>>5557198 Punch him in the dick 100 times.
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>>5557198 >>Write-in. cut him up and feed him to that outback cannibal
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sun 05 Feb 2023 16:22:08 No. 5558076 Report >>5557229 >>5557287 >>5557344 >>5557359 >>5557562 >>5557901 >>5557831 >>5557319 I'm still gonna need something to run with here. Are there any more suggestions, or will any of you be supporting another anon's vote?
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>>5557229 I'll support this to get things moving
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>>5558076 open with
>"Why'd you have to go and make it personal, Dimitri?" >"And why did you personally go after my nephew and sister, did you think she was the weakest link? Are you perhaps a coward?" Anonymous
>>5558085 This is good too
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>>5558076 Can we sacrifice him to Ananansi?
I don't want to owe a trickster god for long and surely he would have use of chameleons powers
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>>5558102 We're not sure he did anything
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I don't have any recent Spiderman pics to show my worry
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Mon 06 Feb 2023 21:54:32 No. 5559449 Report >>5559321 Just took some time to myself so that I could unwind.
Also:
>>5557229 >>5558081 >Have the others inform Abe of what they learned from Chameleon. He can work with Silvermane on an ambush, or do it some other way. >Spend a minute looking over his injuries to build the anticipation >Sit down and talk about what he was thinking. Calling in a network to bring down a jumped-up meta that’s given him some lip? A bit much. >Looks even worse when that meta turned out to have a bigger network than he did. We didn’t even tap all the obvious people he knew about. >Let him know we’re on the fence about the others and his fate. For the others, we figure they’re following orders so our beef isn’t with them. But if they don’t stand down, they may do something dumb like shoot our dad again. Then we’d have a beef with them. It’d be best if we could pass along all their info to our crime lord friends and keep our hands clean of that mess, for their sake. >For Chameleon? Well, we’re angling on killing him once we finally wrap everything up. But if he throws enough sweeteners at us, we’ll consider tossing him to SHIELD instead for cred with them instead. He has a chance of getting out or being traded that way, which we don’t like. But we’re willing to be a businessman about this. >If he does get to live, he needs to stay away from us and anyone he even thinks is in our web. Because he can’t win. He could drop a bomb on our head, splatter us across the pavement, and all it’d accomplish is killing him. Because we’re not the head of a snake. We’re a spider, building a web that connects many people to each other and us, and killing the spider doesn’t rip up their web. Others will pick apart his corpse for us. >>5557831 >>5558079 cut him up and feed him to that outback cannibal
>>5558085 >>5558087 >"Why'd you have to go and make it personal, Dimitri?" >"And why did you personally go after my nephew and sister, did you think she was the weakest link? Are you perhaps a coward?" These all have an equal amount of votes so far. Are there any others that would like to weigh in on the question of sparing Dmitri's life?
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>>5559449 Whether we kill him or not, I really think we should not feed the him to cannibal.
He can gain knowledge from what he eats right? That's giving a bunch of spy and personal information to a guy that could decide to snack on more friends and family
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>>5559449 I'll support
>>5557229 minus the Silvermane thing. I don't think it's a good idea to get Silvermane involved in any of this.
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>>5559449 I've meant to write that
>>5558085 in addition to
>>5557229 as the only other option (
>>5557831 ) seemed like a troll write-in to me, not to be taken seriously
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 07 Feb 2023 12:47:44 No. 5560133 Report >>5559449 >>5559661 >>5560036 >>5558081 >Have the others inform Abe of what they learned from Chameleon. >Spend a minute looking over his injuries to build the anticipation >"Why'd you have to go and make it personal, Dimitri?" >"And why did you personally go after my nephew and sister, did you think she was the weakest link? Are you perhaps a coward?" >Sit down and talk about what he was thinking. Calling in a network to bring down a jumped-up meta that’s given him some lip? A bit much. >Looks even worse when that meta turned out to have a bigger network than he did. We didn’t even tap all the obvious people he knew about. >Let him know we’re on the fence about the others and his fate. For the others, we figure they’re following orders so our beef isn’t with them. But if they don’t stand down, they may do something dumb like shoot our dad again. Then we’d have a beef with them. It’d be best if we could pass along all their info to our crime lord friends and keep our hands clean of that mess, for their sake. >For Chameleon? Well, we’re angling on killing him once we finally wrap everything up. But if he throws enough sweeteners at us, we’ll consider tossing him to SHIELD instead for cred with them instead. He has a chance of getting out or being traded that way, which we don’t like. But we’re willing to be a businessman about this. >If he does get to live, he needs to stay away from us and anyone he even thinks is in our web. Because he can’t win. He could drop a bomb on our head, splatter us across the pavement, and all it’d accomplish is killing him. Because we’re not the head of a snake. We’re a spider, building a web that connects many people to each other and us, and killing the spider doesn’t rip up their web. Others will pick apart his corpse for us. Taking these, then. Writing...
>>5560036 I won't know if a vote is being supported unless someone at least quotes or references it in some way. Thanks for letting me know, though.
And an option gains more legitimacy if there are enough people supporting it.
>>5559451 It's all good, homie. I'm not mad about it
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 07 Feb 2023 14:05:08 No. 5560184 Report Quoted By:
Before you entered the room, you sent a brief text to Julia, informing her that she should pass the necessary information about the Chameleon’s hideout to Abel. Then, when you were certain that you had your thoughts in order, you took a deep, calming breath, and stepped inside. Dmitri was already glaring at the door by the time you’d entered. Where his leg had been punctured and bloody before, it was now neatly bandaged and propped up on an improvised sling. Otherwise, he looked very much the same as when you’d left him, the only difference being that he was no longer wearing his suit jacket, and the sleeves on his dress shirt had been rolled up. Aside from his leg, his injuries had been relatively minor. You approached him slowly, coming to stand at the foot of his bed so that you could examine his leg in further detail. Now, you weren’t a doctor, but even you could tell that that nurse lady had worked a miracle here. Va Nee had sent his leg straight through that bar. It was almost as if someone had built that water tower around his mangled leg many years ago, and he was only just now starting to experience negative side-effects from having such a rusted protrusion fused to his bone. You ran a hand along the cast, adding a bit more pressure than was absolutely necessary. The Chameleon was trying his best not to flinch or show any sort of reaction to your touch. You turned to stare at him, and he glared right back. The two of you held that look for a good, long while, before you shook your head in mock pity. <span class="mu-r">“Why’d you have to go and make it personal, Dmitri?”</span> you asked. <span class="mu-r">“Going after my sister and nephew like that? Did you really think it’d be that easy? That seems like the behavior of a coward to me.”</span> Dmitri sneered at you. <span class="mu-r">“We’re both wearing masks, Mr. Parker. I can’t help but think that a healthy level of ‘cowardice’ is what allows you to operate in the way you do.”</span> You narrowed your eyes at him, and then snagged a chair with a webline so that you could sit beside the bed. <span class="mu-r">“Still, it seems a little much to take down a single jumped-up meta that gave you a bit of lip.”</span> you replied. <span class="mu-r">“And it looks even worse when you bring in an entire network to bring him down, only to discover that his is bigger than yours.”</span> The Chameleon shook his head. <span class="mu-r">“Not bigger. Just more visible. More exposed.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“You’d be surprised by how secure this place can be. I doubt you’d be able to escape, even if I threw you out on the front lawn, closed my eyes and counted to ten Mississippi.”</span> you said with a sadistic smile. <span class="mu-r">“But enough about that. You still haven’t answered my question. Why go after my family?”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 07 Feb 2023 14:06:31 No. 5560186 Report Quoted By:
The Chameleon gave you a searching look, before letting out a resigned sigh and laying back in his bed. <span class="mu-r">“Your brother has strong ties with Nick Fury, and was therefore privy to valuable information. The majority of my forces were only there to distract Flint Marko. Our teleporter was tasked with capturing your brother, sister and nephew, but she was interrupted by that walking pile of sand before she could complete her first task.”</span> he explained. <span class="mu-r">“With her out of commission, I decided to make a move on your sister myself. Her file was strangely incomplete, and I was of the opinion that she was an agent of Nick Fury as well. But…it would appear that I was completely wrong in my assessment of her.”</span> A scowl was resting on his face now, and you could tell that the frustration from underestimating your sister and ultimately losing to her was still eating at him. <span class="mu-r">“Your nephew was simply going to be held as collateral.”</span> he continued. <span class="mu-r">“A hostage that I could use in order to buy time for my escape. The attack on your parent’s house was mostly staged, set up in such a way to divert your attention and split your forces.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“So you did all of this just to steal Warren’s research, find out about Nick Fury’s whereabouts and get revenge on me?”</span> you concluded. <span class="mu-r">“Don’t you think you might’ve overextended a bit here?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“What else was I to do when you were actively hunting me and ruining all of my business endeavors?”</span> he said with a snarl, shooting up from his relaxed position on the bed. <span class="mu-r">“You denied me the shield, and interrupted my deal with Miles Warren. Had I not done something drastic, you would have come for me sooner or later, if only to preserve your secret identity.”</span> You supposed that was true, but it didn’t excuse any of what he’d done. <span class="mu-r">“Be that as it may, you went too far when you targeted people that had absolutely nothing to do with this.”</span> you said. <span class="mu-r">“For the most part, I’m considering cutting your men some slack, since they’re just taking orders. But that all changes if they refuse to stand down and end up doing something extremely stupid.”</span> Well…something ELSE extremely stupid, anyway. You intended to pass on whatever information you found out about them to your crime lord friends. You were going to let them take care of these Russian interlopers. As for the Chameleon, you were REALLY leaning towards putting a bullet in his head once this was all over. But if he could sweeten the pot somehow, then you might be inclined to reconsider that verdict. If he could pull that off, you wouldn’t have any problems with letting Hill throw him in a S.H.I.E.L.D. cell in exchange for some government cred. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 07 Feb 2023 14:07:31 No. 5560187 Report If he’s lucky, he might actually manage to break out, get traded back to the Russians, or find some other convenient way to cope with his current situation. It was far better than he actually deserved, but you were willing to be civil about this whole thing if you could get enough out of this deal to satisfy your growing needs.
However, that only worked if he was willing to stay away from you and the rest of your people. Even if he did somehow manage to kill you or anyone else in your circle of trust, all it would accomplish was pissing off a lot of dangerous people. And you had a feeling that the Chameleon wouldn’t stand a chance in a straight up fight against half the people you knew.
And you told him as much. He waited, and watched you patiently as you explained the situation to him. When you were done, he closed his eyes and laid back down.
<span class="mu-r">“I see. I am surprised that you’re still willing to negotiate.”</span> he admitted. <span class="mu-r">“In that case, I feel the need to inform you that I have a program running on my computer that is set to upload your identity, as well as a plethora of similarly incriminating data. You should still have a few hours before it activates, and I am the only one who knows how to properly disable it.”</span>
Your eyes widened, before narrowing to dangerous slits. <span class="mu-r">“Is that a threat?”</span> you asked, more as a rumbling in your throat than a spoken sentence.
Dmitri turned slightly to face you, his head still resting on the pillow. <span class="mu-r">“Think of it as a bargaining chip. I could have very easily avoided telling you about it, I would like to believe that it holds some value in persuading you to release me to the…proper authorities.”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“Right. Because you’re so charitable.”</span> you shot back.
Dmitri didn’t even bother to dignify that with a response.
What will you say/do?
>”You don’t get to negotiate. Be grateful that you’re even alive at all right now.” >”Give me that, along with any other hideouts or connections you might have, and you have yourself a deal.” >”I’m gonna need something a little more tangible if I’m gonna be persuaded to let you go. I’m taxing you for all the trouble you’ve caused me these past few months.” >”Do the Russians happen to know the cure for cancer? Asking for a friend.” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5560187 >”You don’t get to negotiate. Be grateful that you’re even alive at all right now.” Anonymous
>>5560187 You don’t get to negotiate. Be grateful that you’re even alive at all right now.”
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>>5560190 Let me add
>"Dmitri, the secret identity is to protect my family, not me. That bargaining chip might have worked if you hadn't gone after them." >"You threw away the value of the information that you wanted to blackmail me with." Anonymous
>>5560187 >”Give me that, along with any other hideouts or connections you might have, and you have yourself a deal.” >”I’m gonna need something a little more tangible if I’m gonna be persuaded to let you go. I’m taxing you for all the trouble you’ve caused me these past few months.” Backing
>>5560200 as the reason for being greedy. People now know they’re important to Huntsman. The damage is done. I’m not going to acknowledge his negotiation attempts from here on out though. He doesn’t deserve a response.
For the cancer thing, I’d rather burn some of the cred from helping SHIELD on that. Much safer.
If he wants to stop the upload anyway, that’d be a good call. Letting it go through is a spit in our face after all, and we’re being very nice to him given that he fucked with family.
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>>5560187 >"My identity getting out would be an inconvinience, not gonna lie, but I have my own dealings with 'the proper authorities' already." >"How do you think that'd even go? I set you free and then simply trust you to stop that program? In what world would I trust you now after all that happened?" >"My best shot right now is call in a favor from one of the better psionicly gifted people to invade your mind and change your personality in something more agreeable, while giving me what I want to know anyway. >"Maybe I get them to implant the memory of a loving family for you that you think I have hostage too." >"You know you're not negotiating for your freedom, but negotiating from how painful you're gonna die to how much of little Dimitri's brain will be left before I give you to the authorities, right? That's your range, understand?" I'm not too worried about Hill knowing Ben's identity. We just really have to keep our criminal activity on the low spectable level.
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>>5560187 How long would it take to remove a mark of kain if we injected it into his blood stream and body cavities?
I would be willing to work with him if we had a literal killswitch/chameleon detector
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>>5560228 I'd like to ammend
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 07 Feb 2023 23:08:26 No. 5560527 Report >>5560281 You wouldn't know. You've never tested your abilities in such a way.
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>>5560527 When we have free time I want to buy a pig and test
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>>5560535 Why not test it now
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Wed 08 Feb 2023 12:33:57 No. 5561102 Report >>5560190 >>5560191 >>5560218 >”You don’t get to negotiate. Be grateful that you’re even alive at all right now.” >"Dmitri, the secret identity is to protect my family, not me. That bargaining chip might have worked if you hadn't gone after them." >"You threw away the value of the information that you wanted to blackmail me with." >>5560228 >>5560230 >"My identity getting out would be an inconvenience, not gonna lie, but I have my own dealings with 'the proper authorities' already." >"How do you think that'd even go? I set you free and then simply trust you to stop that program? In what world would I trust you now after all that happened?" >"My best shot right now is call in a favor from one of the better psionically gifted people to invade your mind and change your personality in something more agreeable, while giving me what I want to know anyway. >"Maybe I get them to implant the memory of a loving family for you that you think I have hostage too." >"You know you're not negotiating for your freedom, but negotiating from how painful you're gonna die to how much of little Dimitri's brain will be left before I give you to the authorities, right? That's your range, understand?" >"Who are 'the proper authorities' you even want to be released to?" Votes are currently tied between these two. Let me know if you guys would like to change any votes, or support either of these.
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>>5561102 I can switch to
>"My identity getting out would be an inconvenience, not gonna lie, but I have my own dealings with 'the proper authorities' already." to speed things along.
The bit about the value of the information could probably be mixed in anyway. Something like
>The secret was for my family, and you threw that out. >For me personally, authorities already know me so I’ll be fine then roll with the rest of it.
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>>5561112 I'm ok with mixing them
>>5560190 >>5560200 I'm this anon
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Wed 08 Feb 2023 14:50:42 No. 5561179 Report Quoted By:
>>5560228 >>5561112 >>5561118 >>5561121 >"My identity getting out would be an inconvenience, not gonna lie, but I have my own dealings with 'the proper authorities' already." >The secret was for my family, and you threw that out. >For me personally, authorities already know me so I’ll be fine >"How do you think that'd even go? I set you free and then simply trust you to stop that program? In what world would I trust you now after all that happened?" >"My best shot right now is call in a favor from one of the better psionically gifted people to invade your mind and change your personality in something more agreeable, while giving me what I want to know anyway. >"Maybe I get them to implant the memory of a loving family for you that you think I have hostage too." >"You know you're not negotiating for your freedom, but negotiating from how painful you're gonna die to how much of little Dimitri's brain will be left before I give you to the authorities, right? That's your range, understand?" >"Who are 'the proper authorities' you even want to be released to?" Gotcha. Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Wed 08 Feb 2023 15:38:26 No. 5561197 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“My identity getting out would be an inconvenience, not gonna lie, but I have my own dealings with the ‘proper authorities’ already.”</span> you said, leisurely leaning dangerously far back in your chair. <span class="mu-r">“The secret was for my family and you threw that out. Personally, I’m pretty sure the authorities already have an idea of who I am.”</span> This declaration was mostly a bluff, but you had an inkling that both Pandora and Hill knew more than they let on. Especially Pandora. Having her search through Bloody Lips’ memories, while yours were still fresh in his mind wasn’t an entirely comfortable situation for you. There was always a chance that those memories were voided, along with anything else he might have ingested that night, but that was merely wishful thinking on your part. She had either discovered something about your identity, and decided to keep quiet, or she’d simply missed it and didn’t think to look very hard. Meanwhile, Hill had the resources to easily spy on you if she so pleased, as demonstrated when she revealed to you all she had discovered about you after your first visit to the Helicarrier. The Chameleon gave you a confused look, but he didn’t dare interrupt you now that you were getting this worked up. <span class="mu-r">“How do you think that’d even go? I set you free and trust that you’ll stop that program out of the kindness of your heart?”</span> you said, rocking forward in your chair once more and pressing a finger into his chest. <span class="mu-r">“In what world would I trust you after everything you’ve done? My best shot right now is to call in a favor from one of the more psionically gifted individuals that I know to invade your mind and change your personality in something more agreeable, while giving me what I want to know anyway.”</span> The Chameleon remained silent and completely still, not even moving to swat your hand away. <span class="mu-r">“Maybe I could get them to implant a false memory of you having a loving family, only for you to believe that I’ve taken them hostage. See how you like it.”</span> you growled. <span class="mu-r">“Because you see, we’re not negotiating your freedom. No, we’re negotiating to see whether you’ll die a slow, painful death, or how much of you there will even be left before I toss you onto someone else’s doorstep. Those are pretty much the range of your options, understand?”</span> Neither of you said anything for a while, but Dmitri was the first to make a move. He slowly pushed your hand away from his chest and met your eyes with his own. He had an unreadable expression on his face. <span class="mu-r">“Three things.”</span> he said in a seemingly calm voice. <span class="mu-r">“First, I am unsure as to why you believe that your identity has been so utterly compromised. The only ones that know it are me, and the men that I hired. They aren’t terribly social creatures, so it’s highly unlikely that they’ve told anyone. Not even the ones that are undoubtedly in captivity already.”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Wed 08 Feb 2023 15:40:19 No. 5561199 Report You crossed your arms and scowled at him, but allowed him to continue speaking.
<span class="mu-r">“All you would need to do is ‘silence them’. It isn’t terribly uncommon for people to be attacked in this city, and it does nothing to incriminate you specifically. If you are worried about someone tracing them back to me or you, then we can easily cover up the evidence surrounding the whole thing.”</span> he declared. <span class="mu-r">“Second, I am not asking you to trust me about the program. I simply don’t have a reason to lie about it. I set it up ages ago, just in case you ever decided to come after me before I was prepared to deal with you. You can either heed my warning and prevent your identity from being spread around online, or you could simply let it happen. I doubt you and your telepathic friend have the time to forcefully pull the information from my mind before the program activates on its own.”</span>
Madame Webb did say that she was having some trouble traversing his mind due to the training he’d put himself through. And you weren’t entirely sure of how much more patience you could muster for this interrogation.
You were absolutely livid, sure. But even more than that, you were bone tired. You very much wanted all of this to be over.
<span class="mu-r">“And lastly, threats and torture will do little more than waste valuable time. I need to know what you actually intend on doing.”</span> Dmitri continued. <span class="mu-r">“If you wish to salvage any sense of security that you might have had before, then it is imperative that we cooperate to ensure that the both of us can walk away from this without experiencing significant losses. If you want to take a finger or a hand as revenge, so be it. But I assure you that you do not have the time to painstakingly pick through my brain the way that you described.”</span>
>”You're seriously taking all the fun out of this, do you know that?” >"...So let's say that I agreed to this little deal. What would I need to do in order to shut down the program?" >”Oh, I’ll do worse than that…” >”You can’t just target someone’s family and then review it like a fucking chess match! You’re paying your pound of flesh, whether you like it or not.” >”You’d seriously sentence your own men to death just to save your own ass? I don’t think they even make prisons shitty enough to punish someone like you.” >”If the next words out of your mouth aren’t something immediately useful to me, then I’m going to beat you senseless and try again later once you’ve had some time to think about it.” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5561199 >”You're seriously taking all the fun out of this, do you know that?” >"...So let's say that I agreed to this little deal. What would I need to do in order to shut down the program?" Anonymous
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>>5561199 >”Oh, I’ll do worse than that…” >”If the next words out of your mouth aren’t something immediately useful to me, then I’m going to beat you senseless and try again later once you’ve had some time to think about it.” Anonymous
>>5561199 >”You're seriously taking all the fun out of this, do you know that?” >"...So let's say that I agreed to this little deal. What would I need to do in order to shut down the program?" I want to recruit him or kill him
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>>5561199 >"Dmitri, are you even listening to me? I don't care about your program. I don't need to rush to get the information out of your head before it activates." >"So are you going to continue acting like a russian internet troll, are are you going to give me proper reply?" Anonymous
>>5561224 Actually, changing to
>”You're seriously taking all the fun out of this, do you know that?” >"...So let's say that I agreed to this little deal. What would I need to do in order to shut down the program?" I kind of dislike torture and interrogation scenes in quests. They always end up either draggin on and/or not working. Anonymous
>>5561199 >”You're seriously taking all the fun out of this, do you know that?” I’m sure he wants to walk in exchange for the program, so my alternate proposal is
>We turn him over to SHIELD or WAND >They disable the program for us on the assumption that if our identity isn’t already compromised with them then it’s only because they haven’t put in any real effort. Pandora had Bloody Lips, and Hill has the oddly personal favor regarding a message to Rich’s wife. Monitoring would confirm what they suspected, especially since Cindy’s school probably won’t be cheap and as far as I’m aware we’re unemployed.
He gets to survive us, but he has to negotiate with another group for true freedom. That’s still a better deal than he expected coming off his failed hit on us.
Then,
>Congratulations on negotiating a successful release to a government agency of my choosing! Now comes the part where you give me something for the indignity of finishing the puzzle they gathered all the pieces to but probably haven’t bothered assembling. >What? I’m small fry for them. Just your local neighborhood criminal. I probably could have gone up against one more major international hero or criminal before they cared enough to figure me out. Anonymous
Put my vote for whatever the tiebreaker is
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Thu 09 Feb 2023 00:44:28 No. 5561724 Report Quoted By:
>>5561212 >>5561223 >>5561228 >>5561229 >>5561549 >”You're seriously taking all the fun out of this, do you know that?” >"...So let's say that I agreed to this little deal. What would I need to do in order to shut down the program?" Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Thu 09 Feb 2023 00:55:55 No. 5561738 Report You gave him a long, suffering sigh. <span class="mu-r">“You’re seriously taking all the fun out of this, do you know that?”</span>
He gave you a flat look and shrugged. <span class="mu-r">“I never intended to beg for my life. In this situation, I can only bargain, and hope that we can both reach an acceptable conclusion.”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“...So let’s say that I agreed to this little deal. What would I need to do in order to shut down the program?”</span> you asked.
<span class="mu-r">“I can either tell you where it is and how to shut it down, or you can bring me there directly, and I can do it myself.”</span> Dmitri offered. <span class="mu-r">“The only other important thing that must be decided is at which point you will be disabling the program.”</span>
Ah. You were beginning to see why he was in such a rush. The longer you waited, the smaller his window of opportunity became. If you concluded negotiations early, then that would allow him more wiggle room to propose that you hand him over to the “proper authorities” before he gives you the information regarding the program. However, if you made him wait a bit, then you might be able to get him to give you the info without even releasing him.
You could even call it a sign of “goodwill” with the intention of opening up negotiations for real. That way, you might be able to squeeze a little more out of him.
Although…if you did that, then he might feel a little less inclined to help you clean up his own mess. If he was really telling the truth, then there was a possibility that the two of you could cover up this whole event by misleading anyone who decided to look into it.
What will you do?
>Request directions and instructions from the Chameleon and Julia to shut down the program. >Escort the Chameleon to his computer and have him shut it down himself. >Wait until the last possible minute in order to limit Dmitri’s options for escape. >Demand that he give you all the data on his computer’s drive as well. >Have him walk you through his plan to silence his men and cover up the evidence. >”I’m gonna need a little more than that if we’re gonna negotiate your release.”(Write-in.) >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5561738 >Demand that he give you all the data on his computer’s drive as well. >Have him walk you through his plan to silence his men and cover up the evidence. Anonymous
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>>5561738 >Request directions and instructions from the Chameleon and Julia to shut down the program. >Have him walk you through his plan to silence his men and cover up the evidence. Anonymous
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>>5561738 mark of kaine his dick then walk off with the explosion in the background while you look so cool. We don't need this shit. We have bigger fish to fry.
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>>5561738 >Demand that he give you all the data on his computer’s drive as well. >Have him walk you through his plan to silence his men and cover up the evidence. Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Fri 10 Feb 2023 02:03:01 No. 5562876 Report Quoted By:
I didn't get a whole lot of rest because soemthing came up today, so I won't be able to post an update tonight. The next update should be up by tomorrow morning, though
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Fri 10 Feb 2023 12:23:22 No. 5563235 Report Quoted By:
>>5561745 >>5561848 >>5562209 >>5562854 >Demand that he give you all the data on his computer’s drive as well. >Have him walk you through his plan to silence his men and cover up the evidence. Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Fri 10 Feb 2023 12:50:37 No. 5563251 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">"You're gonna give me all the data on the computer's drive, as well as everything you stole from Warren."</span> you demanded. <span class="mu-r">"And I mean <span class="mu-i">everything</span>."</span> Dmitri muttered something under his breath, and you took delight in the fact that you were at least able to get under his skin. You didn’t doubt that he probably had backups of most of his files, but you had no real way of making sure that he properly disposed of all of them. <span class="mu-r">"Very well…"</span> he agreed, hesitantly. <span class="mu-r">"Is there anything else?"</span> You nodded. <span class="mu-r">"Yeah. Walk me through your plan to silence your men and cover up the evidence."</span> The corners of Dmitri's lips curled upwards into a devious grim; his flat, reptilian facial features making it seem all the more unnerving. <span class="mu-r">"The answer is far simpler than you might imagine. First, we would need to take out the men that managed to evade capture. That is by far the easiest part of the plan."</span> <span class="mu-r">"What about the teleporter?"</span> you asked. <span class="mu-r">"Couldn't she run interference or just straight up escape?"</span> He shook his head. <span class="mu-r">"We want to force her to retreat, so it'd be best to save her for last."</span> he said. <span class="mu-r">"Once she thinks that she's been cornered, she will retreat back to one of our other fallback points, where I have set up cameras, motion sensors, and remote explosives. Before she can even regain her bearings, she'll be nothing more than a stain on the wall."</span> Damn…now that's just cold. Dmitri must've been able to read your thoughts through your body language, because he chuckled darkly at his own plot. <span class="mu-r">"Teleporting is only useful if the other person doesn't know where you'll end up."</span> he said simply. You gestured for him to continue with his explanation. <span class="mu-r">"Once that's done, we will systematically go after any of my remaining men that have separated from the main group. By using our encrypted radio frequency, I can locate anyone still holding onto their transceiver."</span> he explained. <span class="mu-r">"Anyone that isn't holding one, has either been imprisoned, or they have decided to abandon the mission entirely. Those that have already fled will be difficult to find, but not impossible. And judging from the result of our coordinated assault, they are not very likely to capitalize on the little knowledge they have about the people important to you."</span> <span class="mu-r">"I don't like loose ends."</span> you said in a flat tone. <span class="mu-r">"Even if you didn’t tell them my secret identity outright, they already know far more than they reasonably should!”</span> Dmitri hummed thoughtfully. <span class="mu-r">“We’ll worry about that later. For now, we’ll need to figure out how to stage a prison break without letting anyone know what we’re up to.”</span> You raised an eyebrow at him. <span class="mu-r">“Run that by me again?”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Fri 10 Feb 2023 12:52:05 No. 5563253 Report <span class="mu-r">“We need to eliminate the captured mercenaries without it looking like a blatant assassination from someone with deep pockets and a potentially massive network of contacts. That would undoubtedly draw the attention of vigilantes and investigators.”</span> the Chameleon said. <span class="mu-r">“But if we were to break them out, and lead them into an ambush created by a third-party…”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“A third-party? Wouldn’t it be kind of risky to include someone else at this point?”</span> you asked.
Dmitri’s smile grew so wide that you thought it would split his face. <span class="mu-r">“Not if the people in question make it their life’s work to kill the dregs of society. Why, if <span class="mu-i">someone</span> happened to tip off the <span class="mu-s">Punishers</span> about a group of Bratva assassins breaking out of prison, I’m sure they would happily gun them down, no questions asked…”</span>
That might…actually work! The only problem was finding a way to bust them out of prison without drawing a crazy amount of attention to yourself. You’d either have to change costumes, find someone else to do this part for you, or some up with an alternative.
As for tracking down the mercenaries and striking at their hideouts, that might be a job that would be better reserved for Silvermane’s men. He’s been building his strength back up after the “Slip” job, and he’s been raring to make a big move. This might not be exactly what he had in mind, but it’s bound to put the Maggia back on top in more than a few territories.
What will you say/do?
>”I think I might have the perfect person in mind for the prison break…”(Who?) >”Why don’t we just hire some random merc to conduct the prison break. We don’t actually have to give them all the details.” >”I can probably get Silvermane to help us ambush the hitmen that went into hiding. We should focus our efforts elsewhere.” >”I’ve already told Abe about the hideout. He should be there shortly. Hopefully with some backup, too.” >”I know some people who are great at tracking, and don’t have any qualms about doing what needs to be done. They should be able to help us tie up those loose ends.”(Callisto/The Deep One/White Tiger/Terminal) >”Forget the Punishers! If we can get the Maggia to pull the trigger, then everyone would just see it as more gang violence.” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5563253 >”I can probably get Silvermane to help us ambush the hitmen that went into hiding. We should focus our efforts elsewhere.” >”I’ve already told Abe about the hideout. He should be there shortly. Hopefully with some backup, too.” Anonymous
>>5563253 >”I can probably get Silvermane to help us ambush the hitmen that went into hiding. We should focus our efforts elsewhere.” >”I’ve already told Abe about the hideout. He should be there shortly. Hopefully with some backup, too.” I hope Julia had the foresight to bug the room. Or Webb can rip this conversation out of our head and it can be recorded somehow. I would prefer to clean up other the loose ends but recruit the teleporter. They’d be useful to The Desperados if they can meet the commandments, and Chameleon gave the perfect excuse for them to bail with the Russians.
Scorekeeper, is that high-value prisoner BC wanted us to recruit in the same prison or nearby? I’m wondering if those plans could be reused. As for the prison break,
>”I think I might have the perfect person in mind for the prison break…”(White Rabbit) She seems chaotic enough that she may be able to hit up a prison and people would think it was her idea. She can do whatever she wants as a goal, but she needs to be sure the Bratva escape and get hit by The Punishers. Inform her we’ll be sending them in, of course, so if she agrees she’ll want to prepare for that.
She could also kill the Bratva herself if she has reason to. Then we don’t need anyone else. Up to her though.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Fri 10 Feb 2023 18:59:04 No. 5563487 Report Quoted By:
>>5563351 Since the mission wasn't taken, the prison transfer was completed(with difficulty), and Madame Medusa is now chilling at Ryker's. You'd have to break her out of there, first.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sun 12 Feb 2023 02:35:40 No. 5564988 Report It doesn't look like we'll be getting anymore input on this one, so I'll posting an update tomorrow morning with the votes that we have.
>>5563299 >>5563351 >”I can probably get Silvermane to help us ambush the hitmen that went into hiding. We should focus our efforts elsewhere.” >”I’ve already told Abe about the hideout. He should be there shortly. Hopefully with some backup, too.” I would start writing now, but I'm finding it really hard to stay awake right now.
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>>5564988 Sleep well. I honestly am waiting for this chapter of our story to end before I do write ins or vote.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sun 12 Feb 2023 19:18:37 No. 5565852 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“I can probably get Silvermane to help us ambush the hitmen that went into hiding. We should focus our attention elsewhere.”</span> you proposed. <span class="mu-r">“I’ve already told Abe about the hideout. He should be there shortly.”</span> Dmitri nodded in approval. <span class="mu-r">“He should be able to deal with the majority of them single handedly, but I doubt that he intends to go in alone.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“If he does, then we can always get the Maggia or the Punishers to finish the job.”</span> you concluded. You and the Chameleon exchanged a look, and you shuddered to think that you could even remotely relate to his ruthless behavior and tactics. <span class="mu-r">“I’ll make the call.”</span> you decided, turning your back to him and heading out the door. —--------- To your surprise, Silvermane was not only willing to help you, but he even volunteered to pull some strings in order to orchestrate the assassination of the Chameleon’s hitmen. This was partially due to his lack of enthusiasm towards the idea of tangling with gun-toting vigilantes that made a living by taking out major players in the city’s criminal underworld. You supposed that you could understand where he was coming from, and you wouldn’t turn down a simpler solution to a complicated problem. <span class="mu-s">“Be sure to get in contact with me as soon as your business here is done. I’ve got big plans for us.”</span> Silvio said. <span class="mu-s">“The boys miss having you around.”</span> Hmm. Maybe he had a reason for trying to speed up the progress of your personal mission. He clearly wanted to free up your schedule for Maggia-related business. <span class="mu-r">“It <span class="mu-i">would</span> be nice to see Fat Tony again.”</span> you replied. <span class="mu-r">“What exactly did you have in mind?”</span> Silvio chuckled, clearly satisfied with himself for some reason. <span class="mu-s">“That last job taught me a valuable lesson, you see. Times are changing, and these superpowered punks are trying to take everything that we’ve worked so hard to maintain.”</span> he began, a clear note of bitterness creeping into his voice. <span class="mu-s">“So I figure, why not recruit our own superpowered punks and swear them into the family? I’m sure you know some people who might be interested in my proposition.”</span> Your mouth worked wordlessly for a moment, failing to convey the thoughts that were swirling around in your head. Finally, your mouth managed to catch up to your brain, and you spat out the very first thing that came to mind. <span class="mu-r">“You want me to recruit metas to come work for you?”</span> you asked. <span class="mu-s">“That’s right, Huntsman. It’s obvious that the other gangs and families are planning something big, and I want to be prepared for the inevitable fallout.”</span> he said, sounding almost eager for the chaos to unfold. <span class="mu-s">“The Maggia is coming back in a big way. I’ll make sure of that.”</span> —------------ (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sun 12 Feb 2023 19:20:48 No. 5565861 Report You didn’t know how exactly Silvermane intended to stage the breakout and handle the assassination plot, but you trusted that he would do so without having it lead back to you. Sure, some people might have known that the Huntsman and Silvio Manfredi were working together, but there was nothing to indicate that this was anything other than a gang related incident.
A little while after your call with Silvermane had ended, Abe called to inform you that he’d managed to dispatch most of Dmitri’s goons. Obviously, the teleporter had gotten away, somehow. But you weren’t too worried about it.
You reassured him that you would take care of it, and told your clone brother to go back to his dorm and try to relax. It was then that you were reminded of the robot invasion of ESU. The campus would most likely be closed down for a while, and Abe would have to find a new place to crash.
He didn’t sound terribly worried about having to relocate, though. Just…mildly frustrated. You keeping the body count to an absolute minimum surely helped to stabilize his mood.
And with that business out of the way, all that was left to deal with was obtaining the Chameleon’s computer and shutting down the program. You followed his instructions to the letter, tracking down his personal hideout, inputting the required code, and snagged the drive so that Julia could comb through it later. You didn’t know a whole lot of Russian, but there were two names that kept popping up in several places.
“The Low School” and “Orchis”.
You had no idea what they were, but you suspected that that would change very soon.
As far as you could tell, the Chameleon held up his end of the bargain. Now, it was time for you to decide what to do with him.
>Hand him over to SHIELD. He can be Maria Hill’s problem for a while. >Have Pandora wipe his mind and deal with him as she sees fit. >Take him out back and deal with him yourself. It wouldn’t do to bloody Madame Web’s bedsheets. >Hand him over to Silvermane under the pretext of him being a lead figure in the Bratva’s organization. >Write-in. Pastebins:
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sun 12 Feb 2023 19:37:18 No. 5565877 Report Quoted By:
>>5564993 I'll be speeding things along, then.
After you make this decision, we'll fast forward a bit so that things can conclude in a neat summary of the events that'll lead up to the Silvertongue clone's completion. Anonymous
>>5565861 >Have Pandora wipe his mind and deal with him as she sees fit. >Hand him over to SHIELD. He can be Maria Hill’s problem for a while. We are fulfilling our side of the bargain.
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Pandora can deal with him also Orchis is a genus in the orchid family, occurring mainly in Europe and Northwest Africa, and ranging as far as Tibet, Mongolia, and Xinjiang. The name is from the Ancient Greek ὄρχις orchis, meaning "testicle", from the appearance of the paired subterranean tuberoids. I don't know any villains or plots to do with plants in marvel. Was mainly DC and symbiote spider kid growing up.
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>>5565861 >remind him that he is the one who decided to make this personal and that we will be kind and only going to remove ourselves from his mind >>5565883 +1
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>>5565861 >Hand him over to SHIELD. He can be Maria Hill’s problem for a while. >Let Pandora know about the transfer if she’d like to go through SHIELD channels to take a crack at him. If Pandora asks why Hill over her, tell her
>”I haven’t given her any headaches to deal with in a while. Transportation, negotiating with the Russian government, extracting secrets, making sure the super spy doesn’t learn anything himself.” >”Think I should start including apology notes with my gifts?” I wonder how Abe is going to take the news that we didn’t just put a bullet in his head? The main consolation I can take from this is that he’ll try to avoid us in the future. We’re not worth the headache. Newer Russians in the area wouldn’t know that lesson.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Mon 13 Feb 2023 13:05:23 No. 5566633 Report Votes are currently tied between this:
>>5565883 >>5565892 >Have Pandora wipe his mind and deal with him as she sees fit. >Hand him over to SHIELD. He can be Maria Hill’s problem for a while. And this:
>>5565992 >>5566006 >Hand him over to SHIELD. He can be Maria Hill’s problem for a while. >Let Pandora know about the transfer if she’d like to go through SHIELD channels to take a crack at him. If Pandora asks why Hill over her, tell her
>”I haven’t given her any headaches to deal with in a while. Transportation, negotiating with the Russian government, extracting secrets, making sure the super spy doesn’t learn anything himself.” >”Think I should start including apology notes with my gifts?” There's also this one:
>>5565885 >Pandora can deal with him But I'm not entirely sure if this vote is supporting the previous votes or saying that Pandora alone should deal with him.
Let me know if you guys want to change votes or wait for more.
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>>5566633 I don't think those are mutually exclusive
(I already voted, but probably new ID)
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>>5566659 I read it as which one actually gets Chameleon, so one gets him and the other can be informed at best. I don’t think Pandora would want to do a field wipe of him since he’s so booby-trapped, so she’d probably take him to WAND if we vote Pandora.
I’ll be sticking with my vote. It’s been a bit since we gave SHIELD a “gift”.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Mon 13 Feb 2023 22:23:15 No. 5566945 Report Quoted By:
>>5565883 >>5565892 >>5565992 >>5566006 >>5565885 >>5565992 >Hand him over to SHIELD. He can be Maria Hill’s problem for a while. >Let Pandora know about the transfer if she’d like to go through SHIELD channels to take a crack at him. If Pandora asks why Hill over her, tell her
>”I haven’t given her any headaches to deal with in a while. Transportation, negotiating with the Russian government, extracting secrets, making sure the super spy doesn’t learn anything himself.” >”Think I should start including apology notes with my gifts?” I'll be taking these, then. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 14 Feb 2023 00:49:04 No. 5567087 Report Quoted By:
As promised, you would be handing him over to SHIELD. However, that didn’t mean that he was getting away scot free. You sent a message to Hill informing her of your decision to transfer custody over to her, followed by a more discreet message spell from Rintrah communicating the same thing to Pandora. You knew that Pandora was a self-proclaimed, accomplished mind-mage, and was probably capable of performing psychic feats that would normally be outside of Madame Webb’s proverbial wheelhouse. To your surprise, she was quick to make contact with you after the message was sent, teleporting right outside of the ward’s range and pacing impatiently until you came out to meet her. <span class="mu-b">“What’s this I hear about you having a prisoner that you wanted me to mind-wipe before you hand him off to Hill?”</span> she asked, looking more curious than agitated. <span class="mu-r">“It’s exactly what it sounds like. I’ve got a Russian spy laid up in my patron’s pad.”</span> you said, jerking a thumb back towards the mansion. <span class="mu-r">“I just figured that you would want to wipe his memory of anything related to me, you or the Silvertongue that we’ve still got locked up in the basement. And let’s not forget the one that Warren’s got cooking in his cloning chamber.”</span> She frowned slightly at that, but you could tell that you and her agreed that the Chameleon knew far too much already. <span class="mu-b">“You know, I could do a much more thorough job if you’d given him to me for a while before releasing him to Hill.”</span> she pointed out. You shrugged. <span class="mu-r">“I haven’t given her any headaches to deal with in a while. Transportation, negotiating with the Russian government, extracting secrets, making sure the super spy doesn’t learn anything while he’s locked up. She’s bound to have her hands full with this one.”</span> you said, taking comfort in the fact that it would entirely be her problem, and not yours. <span class="mu-r">“Think I should start including apology notes with my gifts?”</span> <span class="mu-b">“I don’t think she’s big on fruit bouquets, you’d be better off trying out gift baskets.”</span> Pandora recommended, her tone betraying a slight note of amusement. <span class="mu-b">“She likes coffee cake muffins, by the way.”</span> You nodded appreciatively. <span class="mu-r">“Good to know. While I try to track down a local bakery, I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind taking a crack at him before Hill messages me back. We’ve probably got an hour or two, at least.”</span> Pandora gave you an appraising look. <span class="mu-b">“That’s a pretty big request. I’m not sure how much progress I’ll be able to make in such a short amount of time.”</span> You gave her a flat look. <span class="mu-r">“Oh, come on. You can’t tell me that you’ve never gone behind your boss’s back by mind-wiping one of her prisoners. I bet Hill doesn’t have any teleportation wards in those cells of hers.”</span> you guessed. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 14 Feb 2023 00:50:05 No. 5567088 Report Quoted By:
To your surprise, Pandora actually smiled at you. She then grabbed her wand, waved it through the air and muttered something under her breath. The air around her rippled and shifted, causing her to disappear completely! You looked around frantically, wondering where she had gone, only to learn that she was still standing directly in front of you when you activated your “Slip-vision”. <span class="mu-b">“Leave the door open behind you when you walk back to the mansion.”</span> she said, still holding her wand in her right hand. You frowned slightly, wondering whether Rintrah and Nico’s wards would prevent her from entering while her invisibility enchantment was active. Ultimately, you were more curious than wary when it came to testing out the ward’s capabilities. You’ve never actually seen someone try to enter the mansion like this, and you couldn’t resist the opportunity to treat this like a test run. So, you gave her a nod and began walking back to the mansion. And…nothing happened. Pandora said nothing, and there was no grand effect from the ward that you could detect. Whether you were relieved, surprised or disappointed, you couldn’t tell immediately. It was a rather complicated emotion to decipher at this very moment, so you decided to wait and see what would happen when you reached the front door. You swung the door open and entered the sitting room once more, leaving it open behind you. The others shot curious glances your way as you shot a web at the door and pretended to pull it closed, when it was really your invisible guest performing the action. You glanced briefly at Madame Webb to see whether she detected the invisible intruder, but if she did, she was masking her surprise better than some of the professional liars and scumbags you’ve worked with. If you didn’t know any better, you might’ve said that she couldn’t detect Pandora with her mind-sense at all. Maybe the Director of WAND knew some trick to hide herself from other telepaths. Putting the thought out of your head, you returned to Dmitri’s side without a word to the others. As far as you could tell, Pandora was still silently trailing behind you, clearly used to infiltration missions like this. At this very moment, you couldn’t help but feel jealous of her and Sam, who could more or less pull this off whenever they wanted. Being able to go invisible would make your life so easy to the point of trivializing your problems. When you re-entered the Chameleon’s room, he showed no signs of noticing Pandora’s presence either. He did seem curious as to why your lenses had shifted to an entirely pitch black color, but he didn’t comment on it. <span class="mu-r">“What happened?”</span> he asked in that accented, gravely voice of his. <span class="mu-r">“Just setting up a few deals. Hopefully, this’ll be the last time we ever meet.”</span> you said, making room for Pandora to move past you in the door before closing it. <span class="mu-r">“With luck, you won’t remember anything about me at all.”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 14 Feb 2023 00:52:45 No. 5567093 Report Quoted By:
He frowned in confusion, his eyes searching your mask for a hint to what might be going on. <span class="mu-r">“Just remember that you were the one who made this personal, and I’m only going to go as far as removing myself from your memories, as well as anything else that you aren’t supposed to know.”</span> His eyes went wide, and he opened his mouth to protest, but at that very moment, his entire body went rigid. A purple aura washed over him, and his gaze became unfocused and hazy. Slowly, he flopped back down on his bed and closed his eyes. Pandora was standing directly over him now, her wand pointed at his head. You stood by and waited while she did her thing, neither of you speaking to the other so as to not break her concentration. You’d warned her about his mental defenses beforehand, but didn’t seem terribly worried about breaking through them. After about an hour and a half, Hill replied to your message and informed you that she would be showing up to personally accept the prisoner. She gave you a time and a location, and you relayed this information to Pandora. You saw her silhouette nod slightly, but she didn’t so much as turn to acknowledge you. Eventually, she was forced to stop and allowed you to start preparing for the prisoner’s transfer. <span class="mu-b">“I was able to erase his knowledge of your identity from his memories, but he still holds some lingering resentment towards your alter-ego. That will take some more thorough work to completely erase.”</span> she reported, making her outline slightly more visible to you. <span class="mu-b">“On the bright side, I managed to poke some holes in his knowledge of the Silvertongue’s whereabouts, and our deal with Miles Warren. He should be more inclined to keep it to himself, rather than using it as a bargaining chip while under Hill’s surveillance. I can get rid of the rest sometime later.”</span> There was no way that she didn’t know who you were at this point. It was more than a little frustrating, but…she didn’t appear to be making a huge deal out of it. She’d done you a huge favor by coming here to tamper with his memories, and you’d helped her out by keeping her in the loop and introducing her to Warren. The cloning process should continue without a hitch at her facility, with Hill being none the wiser. <span class="mu-r">“That’ll have to do for now. Thanks for doing this.”</span> you said, sighing with both relief and exhaustion in equal measure. <span class="mu-b">“Thanks for letting me know about this one. He’s had some dangerous secrets tucked away in that twisted mind of his.”</span> she replied, frowning down at him. <span class="mu-b">“Let’s hope that Hill can keep a firm grip on him for at least a few years.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“You think he’ll be able to break out?”</span> you asked. She nodded. <span class="mu-b">“He’s clever and resourceful enough to crawl his way out of a cell. At the very least, he won’t target either of us when he gets out.”</span> You hoped that was true. —---------- (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 14 Feb 2023 00:53:53 No. 5567095 Report Quoted By:
When it came time to transfer the Chameleon into S.H.I.E.L.D.’s custody, you were there to greet her with a smile, a basket full of coffee cake muffins, and a Russian super-spy in tow. She had one of her men accept the muffins, but she refused to take a bite of one in front of you. She was likely to check them for poison before ingesting any of them. The Mad Russian was still unconscious when you handed him off, and that was just fine with you. Even Hill seemed exceptionally satisfied with the way things turned out. Although, you had a feeling that her mood would change as soon as she remembered that she would have to deal with the fallout of this entire operation. With the transfer complete, Hill left you with a few parting words of gratitude, and a small envelope. Inside was the response that Hill had received for trying to dig up information about Peter’s mom. Your eyes widened as you critically examined the thin slip, before gingerly folding it and tucking it away inside one of your belt’s pouches. You’d have to get that back to your brother ASAP. —--------- Within the following week, you received a wealth of information that took you on a roller coaster of emotions. First, you delivered the envelope to Richard, watching patiently as he tore it open to examine its contents. Inside were several photos of the three of them, as well as a coded message that you had no hope of deciphering. So instead of focusing on that, you paid attention to the mystery woman that you’ve been inquiring about these past few months. She had short, brown hair styled in a bob, hazel eyes and classically beautiful features. She wasn’t exactly your type, but you could see why your brother was into her. After several minutes, Richard tucked the photos away, tore up the letter and burned it right in front of you. It was far more dramatic of a reaction than you’d been expecting, even after he’d reassured you that he was able to easily memorize it. He wouldn’t tell you exactly what it was that the letter conveyed, but judging from the determined, yet concerned look in his eyes, you could tell that it was something that he felt the need to look into personally. The thought of your brother poking around where he wasn’t wanted did nothing to ease your worries, but the news that broke next completely overshadowed that little wrinkle. As you had all feared, your father did indeed have pancreatic cancer. You don’t think your mother stopped crying that night. It was so worrying that your brother had to force her to drink something so that she didn’t get too dehydrated. Meanwhile, you and Cindy stayed with your father, waiting patiently for him to break down as well. It…never happened. The man was far too calm about all this, in your personal opinion. And just when you thought that your mother couldn’t get anymore frantic, she proved you wrong when your father confessed that he wasn’t considering any sort of treatment for this terminal illness of his. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 14 Feb 2023 00:54:55 No. 5567096 Report Quoted By:
That night, the entire hospital got a front row seat to the Parker Family drama bomb of a lifetime. The only thing that seemed to divert your attention away from the distressing situation was the unexpected arrival of Victoria and Flint. Your sister didn’t look any worse than she had when you’d left her, and the hue of her skin, eyes and hair were decidedly normal. In fact, you, Richard and Flint spent so much time worrying about her that you almost forgot to stop your mother from wringing your father’s neck. It was a…pretty stressful night. —---------- While you waited for the fallout of that night to subside, you decided to go and check on Louise and Reese. If you were being honest, your sister held a higher priority in your mind, but she was busy helping your mother try and convince dad to accept treatment for the cancer. So for the time being, you were using this as a way to make yourself useful. Unfortunately, this only served to pile on more stress from the previous night. To everyone’s great displeasure, Louise was refusing to drink any sort of blood, and her physical and mental state was quickly deteriorating because of it. This led to an annoying struggle that involved you subduing the feral vamp, and force feeding her cow blood. She seemed to regain her senses shortly afterwards, but she refused to speak to any of you for the remainder of your visit. Whether it was out of shame, embarrassment or fury, you had no idea. The only real positive news you’d received during your time there was that the Sorcerer Supreme had completed his price chart for the fairy flowers, and promised to contact his other wizard friends about your new service. He had also allowed you to bring Donny back to the Morlocks, deeming him safe to be around, if a little reckless when left to his own devices. You decided to take that as a small victory and delivered both the sentient plant and the price sheet to the Morlocks. Maybe now they would be able to start selling those flowers so that you could make good on your investment. —---------- The following day, you and your clone brother, Abel, decided that it was time for him to get his own suit made. And after seeing the state your classic suit was in, you agreed that Cat had not been exaggerated when she said that it was a wreck. Even more shocking was the fact that the Slip drive had been damaged during his escape, and would require repairs before it could be used again. You groaned internally at that last detail, knowing full well that it would cost you a pretty penny to get it fixed. But all of those worries felt insignificant in the face of the news you were met with when you stood in front of a boarded up shop, clearly abandoned by its owner. After asking around a bit, you learned that Phin had fled in the night after a close encounter with a masked vigilante and a considerable amount of attention from the local authorities. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 14 Feb 2023 00:56:02 No. 5567099 Report No one knew when he’d be coming back, and you had no real way of contacting him to make sure. That left you without a go-to guy for tech problems and repairs, and a suit that was wrecked to shit.
You felt the overwhelming urge to unleash a scream fueled by despair and impotent rage. Abel looked less put out, but was clearly disappointed by the fact that he wouldn’t be getting a new suit today. You would have to find some other way.
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What will you do for the remainder of this month? (Choose 4. If you would like to distribute the work to those close to you, then I might allow you to pick more)
>Start the search for Phin’s replacement. >Try to convince your dad to accept treatment. >Figure out how your sister is adjusting to her new situation. >Double down on your efforts to get in contact with Blade. >Personally oversee Cindy’s training with Moon Knight. >Spend some time looking for potential recruits for Silvermane. >Use Warren as an excuse to hang out at Pandora’s secret base. >Help Julia develop new programs for your AR goggles. >Train some more with Callisto. >Have Prowler help you develop that Spider-Sense blocker for personal training purposes. >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5567099 >Try to convince your dad to accept treatment. >Figure out how your sister is adjusting to her new situation. >Double down on your efforts to get in contact with Blade. >Start the search for Phin’s replacement. Anonymous
>>5567099 Prowler, sister, Julia, callisto
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>>5567099 >Start the search for Phin’s replacement. Desperados and Morlocks can help. Every criminal crew needs a supplier for their tools, and the Morlocks have the manpower to put out more feelers than us. I’d be willing to pay as well, should be relatively cheap if they do charge.
>Spend some time looking for potential recruits for Silvermane Flint can help.
>Train some more with Callisto. Be the AoE DPS on the team.
>Figure out how your sister is adjusting to her new situation. Between this and dad, but I figure he won’t care about our opinion much.
>Double down on your efforts to get in contact with Blade. I want AR programs, but this is more important. Also hoping with Flint, and Morlock, and Desperados looking around with is gives us time for a 5th activity.
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>>5567099 >>Have Prowler help you develop that Spider-Sense blocker for personal training purposes. >Figure out how your sister is adjusting to her new situation. >Help Julia develop new programs for your AR goggles. >Train some more with Callisto. Anonymous
>>5567099 >Figure out how your sister is adjusting to her new situation. >Double down on your efforts to get in contact with Blade. >Personally oversee Cindy’s training with Moon Knight. >Train some more with Callisto. Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 14 Feb 2023 13:24:07 No. 5567596 Report Quoted By:
Currently, we've got the most votes for:>Figure out how your sister is adjusting to her new situation. >Train some more with Callisto. >Double down on your efforts to get in contact with Blade. I'll give this vote some more time so that we can secure a fourth.
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>>5567099 >>Start the search for Phin’s replacement. We already have a braniac that's up to the task, at least for some things. So I'm mostly banking on Sam here, with his newfound knowledge at Reed's with super-materials and stuff
>>Help Julia develop new programs for your AR goggles. Was my original idea, and something tells me we'll have to fight Vampires in the dark in the near future. So I think we should
>>Figure out how your sister is adjusting to her new situation. >>Double down on your efforts to get in contact with Blade. Anonymous
>>5567099 >Figure out how your sister is adjusting to her new situation. >Double down on your efforts to get in contact with Blade. >Have Prowler help you develop that Spider-Sense blocker for personal training purposes >Start the search for Phin’s replacement Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 14 Feb 2023 16:43:45 No. 5567730 Report Quoted By:
>>5567104 >>5567109 >>5567161 >>5567255 >>5567503 >>5567606 >>5567622 >Figure out how your sister is adjusting to her new situation. >Train some more with Callisto. >Double down on your efforts to get in contact with Blade. >Start the search for Phin’s replacement Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 14 Feb 2023 17:37:41 No. 5567786 Report Quoted By:
Your encounter with Va Nee Gast, your “fake” sister’s alter-ego, was an event that you wouldn’t soon forget, if at all. That being said, Vic’s behavior these past few days has been more than a little unusual. Like, she wasn’t hyperventilating, fainting or shaking like a leaf. You’ve seen her get all bent out of shape about the littlest things, and now that she’s supposedly learned that she’s the fabricated alternate personality of an alien that constructed her out of false memories that she based her entire life around, it’s like…nothing happened at all! Feeling exasperated, you had no choice but to confront her about this. To your great shock, she shrugged off your concern with a smile and a wave. <span class="mu-g">“Oh sure, I was freaking out when Van explained everything to me, but I spent a long time stuck in that weird mind-scape she made for the two of us.”</span> she casually said. “Van”? <span class="mu-g">“By the way, that place is <span class="mu-i">amazing</span>! It’s like a trigger-free zone that you can retreat into anytime you want.”</span> she continued, preparing lunch in her kitchen without skipping a beat. <span class="mu-g">“Once I calmed down enough to listen, she showed me a little about herself by letting me experience some of her memories, and I let her experience mine. And do you know what I thought when I saw my life flash before my eyes?”</span> She stopped what she was doing and turned to face you, clearly not willing to wait for a response. <span class="mu-g">“It was <span class="mu-s">boring</span>!”</span> You blinked at her in surprise. <span class="mu-g">“I saw her going on all these crazy space adventures, and when we got to my memories, 90% of it was just me staying in this house, sitting in front of my computer or the TV. Those are like…my only <span class="mu-i">real</span> memories that don't involve me tagging along with you or Rich.”</span> Her expression was full of regret as she lamented over the time that she’s wasted. It was a topic that you honestly never expected your sister to bring up in a serious conversation. You just shrugged. <span class="mu-r">“I thought maybe you were happy doing that.”</span> She gave you an incredulous look. <span class="mu-g">“No! I mean…sure, it was nice to have a cozy little comfort zone, but I like to step outside of it every now and again. I want to have the choice.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“So…you’re finally trying to step outside of your comfort zone?”</span> you concluded. Her expression suddenly shifted, then. Your sister was positively beaming at you now. <span class="mu-g">“Better. I’m finally ready to <span class="mu-i">live</span>, Ben. And guess what? According to Van, I’m going to live a really, REALLY long time!”</span> she exclaimed. <span class="mu-g">“And now that I don’t have indescribable fears front-loading my anxiety, I can start making up for lost time.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“And you’re okay with…this whole bizarre situation?”</span> you asked. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 14 Feb 2023 17:38:45 No. 5567788 Report Quoted By:
She shrugged, her smile faltering as she turned away from you. <span class="mu-g">“I mean…it is still really weird to know that I’ve got someone else living in my head, and that I’m not even technically the original owner of this body…”</span> she said, coughing to cover up her obvious discomfort. <span class="mu-g">“But Van says that I can keep using the body for as long as I want, and she’ll only come out for emergencies. So until her crazy, immortal father comes to pick her up, I can finally start living my life! Hang out with my girlfriends, go out for a night on the town…maybe go on a few dates.”</span>
Part of you was glad that Flint wasn’t here to hear that last part.
<span class="mu-g">“Good. I’m happy for you.”</span> you said, not sure exactly how to feel about her attitude towards all this. <span class="mu-g">“But, I really just wanted to make sure that you weren’t freaking out about the whole…fake memory thing.”</span>
She sighed and nodded before leaning against the counter. <span class="mu-g">“Yeah, that was a…pretty big blow. It’s so weird to think that everything that makes me–well, me–-doesn’t really exist. The lie was so good that it managed to fool the whole family. For all I know, it probably affected my friends too…”</span>
What will you say?
>”I decided to keep the memories, you know. So even if no one else remembers, they’ll be real to us.” >”You know I’m not gonna let that ‘Grandmaster’ take you, right? You’re still family.” >”Vic, if your friends didn’t like you, then ‘Van’ never would’ve been able to make them think that you were friends. I’m sure she took your personality into account when she messed with their minds.” >”Why look for a date when you’ve already got a good guy looking out for you? I’m sure Flint would love to take you out for a night on the town.” >”Just don’t go too crazy. You’re new to the party scene, and you’re gonna need to pace yourself.” >”This is kind of a bad time to go on a bender, Vic. Mom and Dad are arguing every day now, and you’re probably the only one who can break them up.” >"Is 'Van' still interested in meeting up with the Fantastic Four?" >Write-in. Pastebins:
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 14 Feb 2023 17:40:22 No. 5567792 Report She shrugged, her smile faltering as she turned away from you. <span class="mu-g">“I mean…it is still really weird to know that I’ve got someone else living in my head, and that I’m not even technically the original owner of this body…”</span> she said, coughing to cover up her obvious discomfort. <span class="mu-g">“But Van says that I can keep using the body for as long as I want, and she’ll only come out for emergencies. So until her crazy, immortal father comes to pick her up, I can finally start living my life! Hang out with my girlfriends, go out for a night on the town…maybe go on a few dates.”</span>
Part of you was glad that Flint wasn’t here to hear that last part.
<span class="mu-r">“Good. I’m happy for you.”</span> you said, not sure exactly how to feel about her attitude towards all this. <span class="mu-r">“But, I really just wanted to make sure that you weren’t freaking out about the whole…fake memory thing.”</span>
She sighed wearily and nodded before leaning against the counter. <span class="mu-g">“Yeah, that was a…pretty big blow. It’s so weird to think that everything that makes me–well, me–-doesn’t really exist. The lie was so good that it managed to fool the whole family. For all I know, it probably affected my friends too…”</span>
What will you say?
>”I decided to keep the memories, you know. So even if no one else remembers, they’ll be real to us.” >”You know I’m not gonna let that ‘Grandmaster’ take you, right? You’re still family.” >”Vic, if your friends didn’t like you, then ‘Van’ never would’ve been able to make them think that you were friends. I’m sure she took your personality into account when she messed with their minds.” >”Why look for a date when you’ve already got a good guy looking out for you? I’m sure Flint would love to take you out for a night on the town.” >”Just don’t go too crazy. You’re new to the party scene, and you’re gonna need to pace yourself.” >”This is kind of a bad time to go on a bender, Vic. Mom and Dad are arguing every day now, and you’re probably the only one who can break them up.” >Write-in. Pastebins:
Character Sheet:
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https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:
https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s 10 Commandments of the Desperados:
https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:
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>>5567792 >”This is kind of a bad time to go on a bender, Vic. Mom and Dad are arguing every day now, and you’re probably the only one who can break them up.” >”Why look for a date when you’ve already got a good guy looking out for you? I’m sure Flint would love to take you out for a night on the town.” >”I decided to keep the memories, you know. So even if no one else remembers, they’ll be real to us.” Anonymous
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>>5567813 Support, we need to be a wingman for flint
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>>5567792 >"Yeah, well, I got a clone who isn't friends with any of my friends and has to live with it too. Memories that aren't his, but real all the same. It's an absurd existance you're stuck with, for sure." >"But no matter how you found yourself with a group of people, what counts is if they make you feel welcome, right? Throughout the fake memories, and also after you became a real girl, you have positively affected my life. That feeling's not fake." >>5567813 +1
>"On another note, can you do any fancy stuff that Van can? Like fly?" >"Do you have any timeline on when space daddy might show up? We're talking about timescales of immortal beings here, but I don't know ig I have an opening next Tuesday." Anonymous
>>5567792 >>5567813 +1, gotta play wingman to Flint at least.
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>>5567792 >>”I decided to keep the memories, you know. So even if no one else remembers, they’ll be real to us.” >”Why look for a date when you’ve already got a good guy looking out for you? I’m sure Flint would love to take you out for a night on the town.” >”This is kind of a bad time to go on a bender, Vic. Mom and Dad are arguing every day now, and you’re probably the only one who can break them up.” Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Wed 15 Feb 2023 00:16:57 No. 5568172 Report Quoted By:
>>5567813 >>5567814 >>5567831 >>5567841 >>5567981 >>5568028 >”This is kind of a bad time to go on a bender, Vic. Mom and Dad are arguing every day now, and you’re probably the only one who can break them up.” >”Why look for a date when you’ve already got a good guy looking out for you? I’m sure Flint would love to take you out for a night on the town.” >”I decided to keep the memories, you know. So even if no one else remembers, they’ll be real to us.” Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Wed 15 Feb 2023 01:40:19 No. 5568248 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“This is kind of a bad time to go on a bender, Vic. Mom and Dad are arguing every day now, and you’re probably the only one who can break them up.”</span> you advised. Your sister’s expression grew somber at that. <span class="mu-g">“It doesn’t matter how many times I break them up if they keep having the same arguments. They’re old enough to know how to talk things out like adults. And dad, he…!”</span> She halted her protest and shook her head in disbelief. <span class="mu-g">“I talked to him about it, you know. He said that he doesn’t want to consider treatment because he’s seen other people suffering through chemo. Says that he doesn’t want us to see him struggle through it, or feel obligated to keep him around when it gets hard to look at him without crying.”</span> she explained, visibly deflating with every word. <span class="mu-g">“He just wants to…’go’…”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Does he have a DNR set up?”</span> you asked. Vic shrugged, rubbing her arms in that familiar way she did when she was nervous or uncomfortable. <span class="mu-g">“I don’t know. He didn’t give me a straight answer when I asked. I thought dad was being heroic when he jumped in front of that bullet for Cindy. But now…it’s like he’s trying to get himself killed; to leave us ahead of schedule.”</span> That last part was said with more than a little spite. Clearly, your mother wasn’t the only one frustrated with your father. <span class="mu-g">“I know I’m supposed to be the neutral party here, but I don’t think I can completely agree with what dad’s doing.”</span> she admitted. <span class="mu-g">“I know chemo’s rough on everyone involved, but…shouldn’t he at least try?”</span> Her question left you speechless for a minute, and you dearly hoped that it was rhetorical so that you wouldn’t be expected to give a reply. Either way, Vic shook her head and took a deep breath to calm herself down. She was actually the one who taught you that breathing exercise. <span class="mu-g">“Anyway, I can’t babysit them 24/7. I need a break every now and again, and if something happens, I’m gonna need you and Richard to pick up the slack.”</span> she demanded. <span class="mu-g">“I just learned that I might not even be real, and all I’ve done is worry about other people! I know I’m not going on crazy adventures and spy missions, but I still deserve a little time to worry about myself. Especially because I might get attacked by my psycho alien step-dad at any moment!”</span> That…was a really good point, actually… You’ve always trusted your sister to handle the “responsibility” side of things, but she’s got a little too much on her plate for you to be off-loading more work onto her. You let out a weary sigh and rubbed the back of your neck. <span class="mu-r">“You’re right. I’m sorry. We’ll figure something out. You should be allowed to worry about your own needs.”</span> you admitted. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Wed 15 Feb 2023 01:41:21 No. 5568250 Report Quoted By:
Some of the indignation drained from her face, and she gave you a slight smile. While you were here, you might as well try to wingman for your best bud. You haven’t been spending a whole lot of quality time with him lately, and he deserved a break too. <span class="mu-r">“You should be free to go on as many dates as you want. But, why look for a date when you’ve already got a good guy looking out for you?”</span> you said, waiting for Vic to pick up on the hint, but you only got a confused look in return. <span class="mu-r">“I’m sure Flint would love to take you out for a night on the town.”</span> Her eyes went wide for a moment, and her expression became thoughtful. <span class="mu-g">“I don’t know. Wouldn’t it be kind of weird to date your brother’s best friend? I mean, I have known him for a while…”</span> For a brief moment, she didn’t seem all that opposed to the idea. But then, a shadow fell across her face as she made a sudden realization. <span class="mu-g">“Right. We probably haven’t known each other <span class="mu-i">that</span> long. Because of that stupid brainwashing thing.”</span> she said, that spiteful edge returning to her voice. <span class="mu-g">“I don’t know if he even likes me because Van told him to, or because I’m…well, me.”</span> Was Van’s influence so powerful that it’s causing Vic to doubt the validity of her relationships? You knew she always had issues with self esteem, but this… <span class="mu-r">“I decided to keep the memories, you know.”</span> The words came out without you even realizing. It just felt like something that needed to be said. She looked up in surprise, your words having taken precedence in her mind. <span class="mu-r">“So even if no one else remembers, they’ll still be real to us.”</span> you said. Vic’s eyes began to glisten slightly, and she let out a sniffle before crossing the room to wrap her arms around you in a warm hug. You returned it in kind, rubbing her back in what you hoped was a comforting gesture. This went on for about a minute before she released you, looking far more relieved and reassured than she had been a moment ago. <span class="mu-g">“Thanks, Ben. That means a lot.”</span> she said, wiping the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand. <span class="mu-g">“And about what you said…I’ll give it some thought.”</span> That would have to do. Vic didn’t look like she could handle anymore drama, so you tactfully dropped the subject and shifted the conversation to something more lighthearted. —---------- Later that day, you traveled down to the Alley in order to get some more training in with Callisto. You had been fully prepared to get trounced by your grumpy tentacle monster of an instructor, but she surprised you with the new conditions she’d set for this training session. <span class="mu-r">“You want me to start using my webs?”</span> you asked. <span class="mu-r">“But, wasn’t the point of all this to teach me how to fight without them?”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Wed 15 Feb 2023 01:42:24 No. 5568252 Report Quoted By:
She nodded. “That’s right. However, I think we’ve reached a point where you can transition between the two.” she explained. “Those ‘webs’ of yours are an important tool in your arsenal. They offer mobility, increased range, and can even act as a disabling tool. You’ll need to learn how to best utilize them in a fight, since they’ll compliment your more human talents. It wouldn’t do to teach you how to fight if you can’t get used to merging your hand to hand techniques with your other abilities. You need to start developing techniques instead of just doing the first thing that pops into your head.” You nodded your understanding. <span class="mu-r">“That makes sense. I just thought that I’d have to get past your defenses before we could move onto the next step.”</span> Callisto gave you a sly grin. “Huntsman, you’re never gonna be able to break through my defenses with only your fists. All that training was just to tune your reflexes and kinetic vision. You’ve gotten better at split-decision making, sure, but you’re fairly limited in your combat options if you leave out some of your most powerful abilities.” Huh. Apparently, superhuman attributes didn’t account for much when you were being outclassed in a fight. Despite having the ability to cling to Callisto’s tentacles with your sticky fingers, she could easily turn the tables on you by slamming you into a hard surface or coiling her free appendages around your body. <span class="mu-r">“Fair enough. Just don’t complain when I start giving you a hard time.”</span> you said, taking a combat-ready stance. Callisto did the same. “Less talking, more fighting!” —-------- Over the course of this particular training session, you felt like you’d learned a lot. Specifically, you learned just how important it is to weave webshots between strikes and parries. There were many times when Callisto would’ve been able to smack you around, had it not been for a well aimed webshot that glued a foot or stray tentacle to the floor or a nearby wall. She always broke out quickly, but they bought you crucial moments to readjust, plan your next attack, or simply steal her momentum. She looked annoyed by the fact that you were covering her black boots in webbing, but you assured her that they would eventually dissolve and flake off. Fighting with the use of your webs was a huge help, but it was by no means a stroll down easy street. The cramped, confined spaces of the sewers were a far cry from the open oasis of opportunity that was the streets of New York. There was so much to make use of up there. Down here, you found yourself relying on little more than what you brought down with you. And you figured that that was probably the point of the exercise. One day you would be caught out, having no gadgets or fancy tricks to use, and it would come down to an all-out slug match. A no-holds-barred brawl. One that you couldn’t afford to lose. You just had to hope that you were prepared when the moment finally came. —--------- (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Wed 15 Feb 2023 01:44:19 No. 5568254 Report Quoted By:
She nodded. <span class="mu-g">“That’s right. However, I think we’ve reached a point where you can transition between the two.”</span> she explained. <span class="mu-g">“Those ‘webs’ of yours are an important tool in your arsenal. They offer mobility, increased range, and can even act as a disabling tool. You’ll need to learn how to best utilize them in a fight, since they’ll compliment your more human talents. It wouldn’t do to teach you how to fight if you can’t get used to merging your hand to hand techniques with your other abilities. You need to start developing techniques instead of just doing the first thing that pops into your head.”</span> You nodded your understanding. <span class="mu-r">“That makes sense. I just thought that I’d have to get past your defenses before we could move onto the next step.”</span> Callisto gave you a sly grin. <span class="mu-g">“Huntsman, you’re never gonna be able to break through my defenses with only your fists. All that training was just to tune your reflexes and kinetic vision. You’ve gotten better at split-decision making, sure, but you’re fairly limited in your combat options if you leave out some of your most powerful abilities.”</span> Huh. Apparently, superhuman attributes didn’t account for much when you were being outclassed in a fight. Despite having the ability to cling to Callisto’s tentacles with your sticky fingers, she could easily turn the tables on you by slamming you into a hard surface or coiling her free appendages around your body. <span class="mu-r">“Fair enough. Just don’t complain when I start giving you a hard time.”</span> you said, taking a combat-ready stance. Callisto did the same. <span class="mu-g">“Less talking, more fighting!”</span> —-------- Over the course of this particular training session, you felt like you’d learned a lot. Specifically, you learned just how important it is to weave webshots between strikes and parries. There were many times when Callisto would’ve been able to smack you around, had it not been for a well aimed webshot that glued a foot or stray tentacle to the floor or a nearby wall. She always broke out quickly, but they bought you crucial moments to readjust, plan your next attack, or simply steal her momentum. She looked annoyed by the fact that you were covering her black boots in webbing, but you assured her that they would eventually dissolve and flake off. Fighting with the use of your webs was a huge help, but it was by no means a stroll down easy street. The cramped, confined spaces of the sewers were a far cry from the open oasis of opportunity that was the streets of New York. There was so much to make use of up there. Down here, you found yourself relying on little more than what you brought down with you. And you figured that that was probably the point of the exercise. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Wed 15 Feb 2023 01:45:21 No. 5568256 Report Quoted By:
One day you would be caught out, having no gadgets or fancy tricks to use, and it would come down to an all-out slug match. A no-holds-barred brawl. One that you couldn’t afford to lose. You just had to hope that you were prepared when the moment finally came. —--------- Seemingly satisfied with your performance during your bout, she thanked you for delivering the price chart and let you go in peace. When you’d returned to the surface, it was already starting to get dark. But you didn’t lament this fact. For even the night brought ample opportunities that wouldn’t normally be available to you. You decided that it was high time you paid Morbius a little visit. —---------- Lucky for you, the nocturnal club owner still looked upon you favorably, because he had you brought directly to him as soon as he caught wind of your presence. The conversation was light and simple at first. He asked if you were satisfied with Terminal’s services, and you asked how business was going. Simple stuff. But as soon as you mentioned that you wanted him to put you in contact with Blade, the mood in the room…shifted. There was a dangerous gleam in his eyes now, but you took comfort in knowing that it probably wasn’t all directed at you. Even then, the light buzzing in the back of your head told you that you should stay on your toes and avoid saying anything terribly stupid in the next few minutes. <span class="mu-r">“Might I ask what it is that you require his services for?”</span> Morbius asked. <span class="mu-r">“A friend of mine got turned into a vampire, and I was thinking that he might be able to help her out. He’s one of the only good vampires that I know about.”</span> you said. Morbius gave you a flat look. <span class="mu-r">“Including yourself, of course!”</span> you quickly amended. Saved it. The vampire hummed thoughtfully as he tapped a clawed finger on his solid, steel desk. It was a less classy decorative fixture, for sure, but at the very least it couldn't be used as a weapon against him. <span class="mu-r">“Why not let me take care of her?”</span> Morbius suggested. <span class="mu-r">“If you’re looking for someone to introduce her to vampire culture, surely I would be the superior candidate.”</span> Ah. This was…going to be awkward. How were you supposed to tell your vampire friend that you were trying to help your vampire slaying ally get in contact with yet another professional vampire slayer. That probably wouldn’t bode well. But then again, Morbius probably kept tabs on Blade for a reason. He knows that despite his penchant for wanton supernatural murder, he could be a useful tool at the very least. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Wed 15 Feb 2023 01:46:33 No. 5568259 Report What will you say?
>”That wouldn’t be a very good idea. My friend isn’t the biggest fan of vampires, you see. And seeing as how Blade is rumored to not need blood to survive, I feel like he’d be better for teaching her how to live without it.” >”She was raised in a cult of vampire hunters. Bringing her here would almost certainly end in conflict.” >”I thought you were willing to call him up when the enemy vampires invaded the city. Why the change in attitude?” >”Actually, I think I might try to seek him out on my own. I appreciate your generous offer and the time you’ve given me, but I’ll try things my way for a little while.” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5568259 >”That wouldn’t be a very good idea. My friend isn’t the biggest fan of vampires, you see. And seeing as how Blade is rumored to not need blood to survive, I feel like he’d be better for teaching her how to live without it.” >”I thought you were willing to call him up when the enemy vampires invaded the city. Why the change in attitude?” Anonymous
>>5568259 >”She was raised in a cult of vampire hunters. She warmed up to one vamp I introduced her to before she was turned but you? You’ll be too intense. And that whole “not needing blood” thing is pretty important right now. She’s refusing to eat.” >”You’re no stranger to playing with fire, and neither am I. You help people on the other side, they learn to find someone else to occupy their time. Maybe even someone you had problems with too. Sometimes you get burned, but it pays to be an asset to everyone more often than not.” Have we mentioned the Grand Hunt to Morbius yet?
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>>5568259 >>”She was raised in a cult of vampire hunters. Bringing her here would almost certainly end in conflict.” Anonymous
>>5568259 >>”That wouldn’t be a very good idea. My friend isn’t the biggest fan of vampires, you see. And seeing as how Blade is rumored to not need blood to survive, I feel like he’d be better for teaching her how to live without it.” >>”She was raised in a cult of vampire hunters. Bringing her here would almost certainly end in conflict.” Anonymous
>>5568259 >>”She was raised in a cult of vampire hunters. Bringing her here would almost certainly end in conflict.” >>5568372 I hope we brought it up early on, I remember writing in that we should tell him, but I don't think it was picked. Nor was it brought up by Score in-text
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Wed 15 Feb 2023 19:22:05 No. 5569063 Report Quoted By:
>>5568275 >>5568372 >>5568390 >>5568392 >>5568909 >”She was raised in a cult of vampire hunters. Bringing her here would almost certainly end in conflict.” Taking these. Writing...
>>5568372 >>5568909 You have not mentioned it, but I suppose we can just chalk that up to you being busy before. You're welcome to bring it up during this conversation.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Wed 15 Feb 2023 19:41:59 No. 5569077 Report <span class="mu-r">“She was raised in a cult of vampire hunters. Bringing her here would almost certainly end in conflict.”</span> you said, opting for honesty, rather than trying to cover up Louise’s past allegiances. Something told you that her past would be coming to bite her in the ass. Vampire hunters probably didn’t get very good retirement plans if they got turned.
Morbius’ blazing eyes widened slightly, and you could just barely make out the subtlest hint of a hiss. <span class="mu-r">“I see. That would indeed make things…complicated.”</span>
After some more thought, he nodded and stepped away from his desk. <span class="mu-r">“Very well. I will make contact with Eric and inform him of your dilemma. If and when he gets back to me, I’ll let you know.”</span>
You were about to thank him for his efforts in this matter, but he held up a hand to prevent you from interrupting. Apparently, he wasn’t done speaking.
<span class="mu-r">“That being said,”</span> he continued. <span class="mu-r">“If you do learn that Blade has managed to create such an effective blood substitute, I would be eternally grateful if you would somehow be able to procure a sample of it and return it to me.”</span>
He wants you to steal a sample of Blade’s formula? What will you say/do?
>”I don’t see why he wouldn’t just give it to you if you asked. Wouldn’t that stop some vampires from feeling the need to attack humans?” >”I’m not sure how I’d feel about burning a bridge before I’ve had a chance to build it. I mean, I’ve done that plenty of times already, but this particular bridge seems like it could be important.” >”If you don’t mind me asking, what do you plan on doing with it?” >"Can I count this as you using up that huge favor that I owe you?" >”I think you should be more worried about the hunters that are planning to use this city as a staging ground for their annual big hunt. They’ll be on the lookout for vampires in particular, so you and yours should tread carefully.” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5569077 >”I don’t see why he wouldn’t just give it to you if you asked. Wouldn’t that stop some vampires from feeling the need to attack humans?” Is it that needing blood is a weakness that lets hunters track vampires? Letting the group suffer so the most dangerous ones can be more easily found and younger vampires can be quickly found and eliminated?
>”I think you should be more worried about the hunters that are planning to use this city as a staging ground for their annual big hunt. They’ll be on the lookout for vampires in particular, so you and yours should tread carefully.” For being a creature that goes bump in the night, he’s less of a bloodsucker than some others we’ve dealt with. I’m good with chipping in some free important info every now and then.
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>>5569077 >>”I don’t see why he wouldn’t just give it to you if you asked. Wouldn’t that stop some vampires from feeling the need to attack humans?” >”If you don’t mind me asking, what do you plan on doing with it?” >”I think you should be more worried about the hunters that are planning to use this city as a staging ground for their annual big hunt. They’ll be on the lookout for vampires in particular, so you and yours should tread carefully.” Yeah, it would probably be best if Morbius took his...brood? Pack? Flock? Whatever a group of Vampires is called, on vacation for the duration of the Great Hunt.
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>>5569077 ”I don’t see why he wouldn’t just give it to you if you asked. Wouldn’t that stop some vampires from feeling the need to attack humans?”
>"Can I count this as you using up that huge favor that I owe you?" Anonymous
>>5569077 >”I don’t see why he wouldn’t just give it to you if you asked. Wouldn’t that stop some vampires from feeling the need to attack humans?” >”I think you should be more worried about the hunters that are planning to use this city as a staging ground for their annual big hunt. They’ll be on the lookout for vampires in particular, so you and yours should tread carefully.” >"They are going after Dracula's boys, but some are bound to decide to go beyond the targets." Anonymous
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>>5569099 Now hold on. They don't need to know who the designated targets are.
Morbius probably wouldn't tell any of Dracula or Junior's people, but the same can't be said for the entirety of his pack.
Best we just keep it to a vague "Vampire hunters are gonna be coming in force."
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>>5569077 >"Can I count this as you using up that huge favor that I owe you?" >”I’m not sure how I’d feel about burning a bridge before I’ve had a chance to build it. I mean, I’ve done that plenty of times already, but this particular bridge seems like it could be important.” >”I think you should be more worried about the hunters that are planning to use this city as a staging ground for their annual big hunt. They’ll be on the lookout for vampires in particular, so you and yours should tread carefully.” Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
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>>5569085 >>5569087 >>5569089 >>5569099 >>5569172 >”I don’t see why he wouldn’t just give it to you if you asked. Wouldn’t that stop some vampires from feeling the need to attack humans?” >”I think you should be more worried about the hunters that are planning to use this city as a staging ground for their annual big hunt. They’ll be on the lookout for vampires in particular, so you and yours should tread carefully.” Taking these. Writing...
>>5569085 Good guess! Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Thu 16 Feb 2023 01:12:29 No. 5569550 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“I don’t see why he wouldn’t just give it to you if you asked. Wouldn’t that stop some vampires from feeling the need to attack humans?”</span> you asked. Morbius sighed. <span class="mu-r">“Yes, it would greatly benefit some of the more tame, timid and passive vampires. However, it would also benefit vampire kind as a whole far more significantly. So much so that it would make tracking our kind nearly impossible for most hunters.”</span> he explained. <span class="mu-r">“Our need and desire for blood can cause us to be irrational; sloppy, even. And it is then when we are at our weakest. Without a trail of blood to follow, hunters would be hard pressed to challenge the patience of an eternal creature of the night. Vampires would be able to hunt at their leisure, rather than at regular intervals.”</span> Hm. It sounds a bit messed up when described that way, but it makes a weird amount of sense. The younger, more experienced vamps would be easy to track due to their sloppy hunting tactics, and could be dealt with rather quickly. There was also the possibility of tracking them back to their creator, who would almost certainly be a more experienced vamp, so you’d probably get a 2-for-1 special. But if they had the option of taking synthetic blood, then they could be sheltered from hunters by the vampire community, receiving training and counsel from wiser vamps until they were smart enough to go out and hunt on their own. It was a terrifying prospect on its own. <span class="mu-r">“I think I see what you mean.”</span> you replied. <span class="mu-r">“You don’t have to come up with a response right away. Just…give it some thought.”</span> Morbius added. You promised to do exactly that, before deciding to move on to more urgent business. You didn’t want to say this next part out loud, though. Vampires were notorious for their enhanced senses, and you couldn’t risk anyone outside of this office overhearing this. So, you silently requested a piece of paper and something to write with. Morbius gave you a curious look, but nodded silently and went searching for something for you to use. After about a minute, he handed you a pen and a notepad. You nodded gratefully and began writing out your message. It read: <span class="mu-r">“I think you should be more worried about the hunters that are planning to use this city as a staging ground for their annual big hunt. They’ll be on the lookout for vampires in particular, so you and yours should tread carefully.”</span> He held the sheet of paper up to his face and read it several times before handing it back to you. You balled up the paper, pressed it between your palms and burned it to ash with your Mark. Morbius remained silent for a long moment, frowning and tapping the side of his face as he contemplated the ramifications of what you’d just told him. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Thu 16 Feb 2023 01:13:50 No. 5569553 Report Quoted By:
Finally, he moved behind his desk, withdrew something from it and extended it to you in the blink of an eye. The sudden, soundless burst of speed caught you off guard, but your spider sense remained silent, so you didn’t react as violently as you might have without it. Looking down, you saw a fat stack of cash being held in Morbius’ pale hand! Slowly, you accepted it and split it between several pouches in your utility belt.>You’ve received $30,000! <span class="mu-r">“I appreciate you confirming my suspicions. The Nightguard’s presence in this city did not go unnoticed by my informants, but none of them could get close enough to tell me what they were planning.”</span> he said. <span class="mu-r">“I suspect that this will be in response to the coming invasion of your city.”</span> You wanted to ask what his response would be, whether he planned to flee the city or go into hiding, but you never got the chance. He was already occupying himself with something else, seemingly having forgotten all about you. <span class="mu-r">“Thank you, but I’m afraid that I must cut this meeting short. Preparations must be made, and there is very little time to do so.”</span> he said curtly. <span class="mu-r">“I will get in contact with you shortly. Until then, I pray that you tread carefully along these dimly lit paths that you walk.”</span> That must have been your cue to leave, because he became completely absorbed in whatever it was that he was doing. You decided not to take up any more of his valuable time and let one of his employees lead you back out. Hopefully, it wouldn’t take long for Blade to get back to you. You didn’t know how much longer Louise could hold out for. —-------- Over the next few days, you Flint and the other two Desperados put your feelers out for anyone who could fill Phin’s role as your supplier. No one actually knew when he would be returning, and that left you without a true neutral tech guru. Prowler and Sam were without a doubt some of the smartest people you’ve ever met, but Phin was on an entirely different level. You needed someone who was dedicated to the craft. The people that you knew to be great inventors most likely wouldn’t do any work for you, seeing as how your alignments and motives didn’t line up properly. Mr. Fantastic is one of the world’s most famous superheroes, and also the guy who’s suit you salvaged before returning it to him. Hank Pym was well known for being a founding member of the Avengers, and still did work for them whenever his ex-wife could convince him to step away from the lab. Shuri and the Black Panther also have the benefit of being raised in one of the most technologically advanced civilizations on the planet, but those skills were reserved for furthering the goals of their nation. Stark probably wouldn’t bother making anything for you unless it benefitted him somehow, and Beast was too hard to get in contact with on a regular basis. And Doctor Doom was…well, he was Doctor Doom. He didn’t serve anyone. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Thu 16 Feb 2023 01:14:51 No. 5569555 Report That left you with a rather small pool of criminal inventors that might be inclined to serve your needs. Screwball wasn’t at the top of your list, but she would probably be the cheapest option. There was also the unusual alternative of trying to get in contact with Olivia Octavius. You’d heard rumors that she wasn’t entirely unwilling to work with people that had a criminal background. The hard part would be convincing her to spend her time on a relatively small-time crew like yours.
The Vulture was sort of a viable option as well. Sure, he probably hated your guts, but a healthy infusion of cash might change his opinion of you in a big way. And if that didn’t pan out, there were still two options left.
During your desperate search, two names came back to you from multiple sources. There was the “Mad Thinker”, a man of frightening intellect who worked with many small-time criminal groups for reasons unknown. Very little was known about him, aside from the fact that he most likely fell under the category of “super-villain”, an apparently important distinction from Cat and Prowler’s perspective.
And your final candidate was someone who simply referred to themselves as “The Inventor”. From what Flint told you, they were located somewhere in Jersey City and were interested in setting up a meeting between the three of you. Admittedly, you knew even less about this character, but they sounded like someone who might be willing to be taken on as a permanent hire.
Who will you get in contact with?
>Screwball >Olivia Octavius >Vulture >Mad Thinker >The Inventor >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5569555 >The Inventor >Vulture I'm ok with either of these two
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>>5569555 >The Inventor He's coming to us? I'm suspicious of it, sure, but still. We might as well hear him out.
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>>5569555 >The Inventor He's the one wanting to open contact, let's see what he's about
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Thu 16 Feb 2023 12:38:11 No. 5570236 Report Quoted By:
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Thu 16 Feb 2023 13:52:18 No. 5570284 Report Quoted By:
Out of all these options, the Inventor stood out to you. This was because they were the only ones to reach out to you in response to your inquiries, leading you to believe that they wanted something from you as well. What that was remains to be seen, but you hoped that it was something simple and easily obtainable, like money. You discussed the idea with Flint, and he agreed to accompany you on your trip to meet up with the mysterious figure. The meeting point was set to be at some rest stop in Perth Amboy, New Jersey, which was about 3 miles from the exact midpoint between both states. You were wondering whether the Inventor would be bringing backup as well, when your phone started buzzing again. It was your sister, telling you that “she” had come by asking questions again. You rolled your eyes and groaned internally. This was yet another problem that would need to be addressed. Yuri Watanabe was starting to become a constant thorn in your side. After Julia had managed to dig up some dirt on the persistent cop, you informed Pandora of her actions and warned that she might be getting too close to the vampire case. Pandora begrudgingly agreed to alter her memory so that she would drop the case, and you thanked her for her services. That should’ve been the end of it. However, several days later, she came knocking on your door with the exact same speech that she’d given you at Cindy’s party. Only this time, Abe wasn’t there to drive her off. Luckily, Cindy had been training with Moon Knight that day, so you managed to get her to leave before she could return. When you relayed this information to Pandora, she was visibly disturbed by the news. She tried again that same night, and assured you that she had been thorough. But to your shared displeasure, Yuri came knocking again later that very same week. For some inexplicable reason, Yuri appeared to have some resistance to mind altering effects. Either that, or the notes that she had left for herself were so well-written that she kept ending up on the same trail after every reset. Pandora swore that that couldn’t be the case, however, for she had gone through the effort of altering the documents that had contained evidence to make the case appear to be anything other than shut and closed. But even then, Yuri somehow kept coming back to the same conclusions. You were beginning to doubt Pandora’s prowess in mind-magic, but after witnessing her warp the mind of a necromancer to the point where he truly believed he was a chicken, you were forced to eliminate that possibility. She promised to investigate the matter further, but you both knew that she was too busy to give a lone cop her complete and total attention. That more or less left things in your hands. And sooner or later, something would have to be done about her. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Thu 16 Feb 2023 13:53:21 No. 5570285 Report Quoted By:
—----------- Seeing as how it’d been a while since you’ve been behind the wheel, you let Flint drive down to Perth in a rental truck to meet the Inventor. The drive was a bit longer than you would’ve liked, but you and your buddy managed to pleasantly pass the time by catching up with one another. The time sort of flew by after that. Maybe your time as a web-slinging superhuman had made you spoiled and more than a little intolerant for the traffic laws of less-capable beings. When you were nearing the meetup point, Flint had parked the truck in a spot where he was sure he wouldn’t get towed, and gave you some room to change into your suit. From there, you used your preferred method of travel to reach the address, with Flint scattering himself to travel along the ground in the subtlest way he could manage. He was only a minute or two behind you, but by the time he’d arrived, you’d already located the vehicle that the Inventor had arrived in. It was a nondescript white and orange truck that looked eerily similar to the one you had rented out. It looks like you both had the same idea. The windows were tinted, but you were pretty sure that there was no driver. Your “Slip-Vision” wasn’t picking anything up either. Frowning, you sent a message informing the Inventor that you had arrived. A moment later, a panel on the side of the truck slid open, revealing a set of chrome, metal stairs and a guardrail that led into the vehicle. You exchanged a glance with Flint and moved forward to investigate. The vehicle didn’t do anything else suspicious, and your spider sense wasn’t acting up. Cautiously, you shined a flashlight into the opening, and got very little in return. You couldn’t make anything out from here. “I’ve got a bad feeling about this, Benny.” Flint whispered. “Just play it cool. You’re the hardest one to kill out of either of us.” As much as you hated surprises like this, even you knew that the two of you looked downright ridiculous tip-toeing around this parked car. If someone spotted you and reported you as suspicious, you might have to call off the meeting. And you really didn’t want to feel like you rented a car and drove up here for no reason. Slowly, you tested your weight against the first step, and then the next. Little by little, you inched your way into the back of the truck and looked for any signs of life or a possible trap. As far as you could see, there were none. Flint entered the truck as well, glancing around with a confused expression. And as soon as he was inside, the panel slid shut, enveloping you in near total darkness. Suddenly, every surface in the truck began to shift. The walls widened slightly, and pieces of plush furniture were unfolding from panels hidden within them. Soft, fluorescent lighting shone down from the ceiling, and a full stocked mini-bar slid out from one wall. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Thu 16 Feb 2023 13:57:27 No. 5570287 Report Quoted By:
—----------- Seeing as how it’d been a while since you’ve been behind the wheel, you let Flint drive down to Perth in a rental truck to meet the Inventor. The drive was a bit longer than you would’ve liked, but you and your buddy managed to pleasantly pass the time by catching up with one another. The time sort of flew by after that. Maybe your time as a web-slinging superhuman had made you spoiled and more than a little intolerant for the traffic laws of less-capable beings. When you were nearing the meetup point, Flint had parked the truck in a spot where he was sure he wouldn’t get towed, and gave you some room to change into your suit. From there, you used your preferred method of travel to reach the address, with Flint scattering himself to travel along the ground in the subtlest way he could manage. He was only a minute or two behind you, but by the time he’d arrived, you’d already located the vehicle that the Inventor had arrived in. It was a nondescript white and orange truck that looked eerily similar to the one you had rented out. It looks like you both had the same idea. The windows were tinted, but you were pretty sure that there was no driver. Your “Slip-Vision” wasn’t picking anything up either. Frowning, you sent a message informing the Inventor that you had arrived. A moment later, a panel on the side of the truck slid open, revealing a set of chrome, metal stairs and a guardrail that led into the vehicle. You exchanged a glance with Flint and moved forward to investigate. The vehicle didn’t do anything else suspicious, and your spider sense wasn’t acting up. Cautiously, you shined a flashlight into the opening, and got very little in return. You couldn’t make anything out from here. <span class="mu-g">“I’ve got a bad feeling about this, Benny.”</span> Flint whispered. <span class="mu-r">“Just play it cool. Between the two of us, you’re the hardest to kill.”</span> As much as you hated surprises like this, even you knew that the two of you looked downright ridiculous tip-toeing around this parked car. If someone spotted you and reported you as suspicious, you might have to call off the meeting. And you really didn’t want to feel like you rented a car and drove up here for no reason. Slowly, you tested your weight against the first step, and then the next. Little by little, you inched your way into the back of the truck and looked for any signs of life or a possible trap. As far as you could see, there were none. Flint entered the truck as well, glancing around with a confused expression. And as soon as he was inside, the panel slid shut, enveloping you in near total darkness. Suddenly, every surface in the truck began to shift. The walls widened slightly, and pieces of plush furniture were unfolding from panels hidden within them. Soft, fluorescent lighting shone down from the ceiling, and a fully stocked mini-bar slid out from the wall on your right. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Thu 16 Feb 2023 13:58:51 No. 5570289 Report Quoted By:
All of this managed to distract you long enough for you to miss the disk-shaped platform rising up out of the floor. You eyed it suspiciously, before risking a glance at Flint. He was hardening his hands into fist-shaped boulders, preparing for the worst. The platform flickered, drawing your attention back to it, where a holographic image of a slender, well-dressed figure filled the empty space on the opposite end of the truck. And it only took you a moment to realize that something about this whole thing was horribly wrong. <span class="mu-b">“Greetings, gentlemen. I suggest we make this fast, since we may or may not be double-parked right now.”</span> said the man who you assumed to be the Inventor. <span class="mu-g">“Are you wearin’ a mask?”</span> Flint asked, his gaze becoming uneasy as he studied the creature before him. And in his defense, it was a good question. Because to you, the Inventor appeared to be a humanoid, bipedal bird man in a three-piece suit. The Inventor narrowed his beady, black eyes at him and cocked his head slightly. <span class="mu-b">“No. Are you?”</span> Flint scowled and balled his fists once more. <span class="mu-r">“If your intention was to do this meeting over Zoom, then the two of us could’ve just stayed home.”</span> you said, attempting to use humor to diffuse the situation a bit. He nodded slightly. <span class="mu-b">“You’ll forgive me if I’m a little wary of sticking my neck out too far. I wanted to see the people who I might be working with before we start talking business.”</span> he said, lazily waving a clawed hand through the air. <span class="mu-b">“Please, sit. Help yourself to any refreshments that are currently stocked in the vehicle. Just remember to place the bottles back exactly where you found them on the shelves.”</span> Paying close attention to your spider sense, you sat down slowly and deliberately. After a few more moments, Flint let out an exasperated sigh and did the same. The corners around the Inventor’s beak quirked into a slight smile. <span class="mu-b">“Excellent. Let us begin with introductions.”</span> he said, gesturing for you to go first. A bit rude, but you’ll play ball. <span class="mu-r">“I’m the Huntsman. And this is-”</span> <span class="mu-g">“Sandman.”</span> Flint finished for you, a clear edge to his voice. If the Inventor was bothered by this, he didn’t show it. <span class="mu-b">“A pleasure to meet you both. As you already know, I mainly go by ‘The Inventor’, but you may call me <span class="mu-s">‘Thomas Edison’</span>.”</span> he proclaimed. <span class="mu-b">“Some feel the need to shorten it to ‘Tom’, or ‘Eddie’, but that is neither here nor there.”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Thu 16 Feb 2023 14:01:26 No. 5570290 Report What will you say?
>”Wait? You mean someone really named you after THE Thomas Edison?” >”There’s no way that’s your real name. That’s got to be another alias, right?” >Give him a nickname. (Write-in.) >”I guess I can’t fault you for being cautious in your approach. I might’ve done the same thing if I could pull it off without paying a fortune.” >”Tell us a little about yourself. I want to know who I might be working with.” >"Hey, show my man here a little respect. I'm not the only one you'll be dealing with from now on." >”You must’ve called us out here for a reason. What is it that you want from us?” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5570290 >”There’s no way that’s your real name. That’s got to be another alias, right?” >”Tell us a little about yourself. I want to know who I might be working with.” Anonymous
>>5570290 >”I guess I can’t fault you for being cautious in your approach. I might’ve done the same thing if I could pull it off without paying a fortune.” >”You must’ve called us out here for a reason. What is it that you want from us?” >”Tell us a little about yourself. I want to know who I might be working with.” Anonymous
>>5570290 >>5570321 +1
and
>”Anyone call you ‘Nikolai’ before? Just curious.” If he really is/styles himself an Edison, mentioning Tesla ought to derail him a bit.
Plus we’d know to take the name seriously since he clearly does.
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>>5570290 I shall call you beaky!
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>>5570290 >"The guy who stole all of Tesla's inventions?" if he gets defensive
>"That's cool, no need to be original if it gets you rich." >”Tell us a little about yourself. I want to know who I might be working with.” >>5570341 ah, someone else brought Tesla up while I got distracted
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>>5570290 >>”Wait? You mean someone really named you after THE Thomas Edison?” >”Tell us a little about yourself. I want to know who I might be working with.” Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
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>>5570295 >>5570321 >>5570341 >>5570502 >>5571047 >”Anyone call you ‘Nikolai’ before? Just curious.” >"The guy who stole all of Tesla's inventions?" >”I guess I can’t fault you for being cautious in your approach. I might’ve done the same thing if I could pull it off without paying a fortune.” >”You must’ve called us out here for a reason. What is it that you want from us?” >”Tell us a little about yourself. I want to know who I might be working with.” Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Fri 17 Feb 2023 14:08:29 No. 5571439 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“I guess I can’t fault you for being cautious in your approach. I might’ve done the same thing if I could pull it off without having to pay a fortune.”</span> you stated, admiring the simple, but elegant engineering involved in the truck’s construction. <span class="mu-r">“Out of curiosity, though…has anyone ever called you ‘Nikolai’ by accident before?”</span> Edison’s pitch black orbs seemed to swivel in their sockets, and you realized that he was probably rolling his eyes. <span class="mu-r">“You know, because Edison was the guy who stole Tesla’s inventions, and-”</span> <span class="mu-b">“Yes, yes! I’ve heard it all before.”</span> Edison interrupted, waving you off with a clawed hand. <span class="mu-r">“Hey, man. It’s cool. No need to be original if it gets you rich.”</span> you replied. Edison reached up to scratch his neck, his brow slightly furrowed as he ruffled his white feathers. <span class="mu-b">“You misunderstand. I am quite literally a genetic clone of the famed inventor, Thomas Edison.”</span> the Inventor explained. You and Flint shared a dubious look. <span class="mu-g">“So…that’s what Edison really looked like, huh?”</span> Flint said, struggling to keep a straight face. <span class="mu-g">“I’m surprised they managed to keep that one out of the history books.”</span> You cleared your throat and coughed loudly in an effort to avoid laughing right in the bird-man’s face. The Inventor just waited a moment for the two of you to calm down again. Judging by his demeanor, he was used to this reaction. <span class="mu-b">“I’m afraid that my creator’s DNA sample got corrupted by his pet cockatiel without him realizing. And so…here I am.”</span> he declared, spreading his arms slightly to gesture towards himself. Now you felt a little bad for almost having laughed at him. He couldn’t help the fact that he was a giant bird mutant. At the very least, it seemed like he was making the most of his inherited genius, stolen inventions or not. <span class="mu-r">“A clone, huh? There’s been a lot of that going around lately.”</span> you said casually, trying to lighten the mood a bit. The Inventor shook his head slightly. <span class="mu-b">“Oh, you have no idea…”</span> You weren’t sure what to do with that mysterious response, so you decided to move the conversation along. <span class="mu-r">“Alright, Tom. You must’ve called us out here for a reason. What is it that you want from us?”</span> you asked. He nodded, clasped his hands together and leaned back in his chair before speaking. <span class="mu-b">“Very well. I heard that the two of you are in need of services that I am more than capable of providing. I am willing to work for you as a contracted engineer.”</span> he proposed. <span class="mu-b">“And while I won’t be working for you exclusively, your requests will take priority over everyone else’s.”</span> You nodded approvingly and shot a glance at Flint. He was making a face that told you he thought this deal was too good to be true. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Fri 17 Feb 2023 14:10:40 No. 5571441 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-b">“There…would be a bit of a catch, however.”</span> Edison continued. <span class="mu-b">“My reason for contacting you was almost entirely motivated by my desire to acquire funding and support for my research.”</span> You leaned forward and rested an arm over your left knee. <span class="mu-r">“What kind of research?”</span> The Inventor swung one leg over the other and began to bob it up and down as he spoke. <span class="mu-b">“You see, human beings are constantly producing a weak, electrical field, as well as a not insignificant amount of body heat. My goal is to harness that energy and put it to use by repurposing it as a power source. Now, this phenomenon is strongest with teenagers, but-”</span> <span class="mu-g">“Hold up.”</span> Flint interrupted, pointing a thick finger at the hologram. <span class="mu-g">“You experimented on kids?”</span> The Inventor held his hands up in a placating gesture. <span class="mu-b">“Rest assured. They were all volunteers. But if you think about it, this could solve the energy crisis that we’ve been facing as a species.”</span> he said, clearly including himself in that “human” descriptor. <span class="mu-b">“No more squabbling over oil, or worrying about our energy consumption’s severe impact on the environment! Families could get paid for their children’s contribution to maintaining a new global power grid, which would grant them benefits when they eventually grow too old to be of any real value to the grid. You see-”</span> You held up a hand to shut him up before he rambled on any longer. There were some serious ethical and logistic issues with his plot, and you weren’t sure how comfortable you’d be with funding something that used kids as test subjects, but if he could at least convince you of his value as an inventor, then you might try to work out some sort of deal with the mad scientist. <span class="mu-r">“We can save that discussion for later. Tell us a little about yourself. I want to know who I might be working with.”</span> He gripped the armrests of his chair and took a breath for what felt like the first time since he’d started rambling. <span class="mu-b">“Alright. My name is Thomas Edison, I specialize in mechanical engineering and physics, but I have a very solid grasp on the fields of biology and chemistry. My expertise also extends to some of the more formal branches of science, such as mathematics and computer science.”</span> He was speaking much more calmly now, so it was easier to keep up with what he was saying. <span class="mu-b">“I have also made multiple modifications to my body and brain, reinforcing my previously brittle bones and adding built-in weaponry and equipment to further augment my abilities.”</span> He demonstrated this by rolling up his sleeve and extending one of his arms, revealing the smooth, segmented chrome hidden under his feathers. His talons extended several inches as well, vibrating dangerously fast to the point where they began to shimmer on the holographic display. You let out a sharp whistle, not afraid to admit that you were genuinely impressed by the display.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Fri 17 Feb 2023 14:11:46 No. 5571442 Report What will you say?
>”I was thinking more along the lines of your personality. Like, do you work well with others, or do you prefer to be alone?” >”Will you be needing a lab provided for you, or can you make do with what you’ve got?” >”Let’s circle back to that research project of yours. How do you plan on carrying that out in our city?” >”I’m gonna be honest here, I can’t in good conscience back this project of yours. What I can do is provide you with an experimental power source that we’ve recently acquired.” >”I was actually hoping that we could get you to work for us exclusively. It’d save us the trouble of having to protect your shop if something happens when we’re not there.” >”Can you show us some examples of some of the work that you’ve done?” >”Why do you think that we’d be able to fund your research? Did we ever hint that we were particularly wealthy individuals?” >”Do you have any sworn enemies that might give us trouble if you were to up and move to our city? Should we be worried about anyone coming to look for you?” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5571442 >”I was thinking more along the lines of your personality. Like, do you work well with others, or do you prefer to be alone?” >”Will you be needing a lab provided for you, or can you make do with what you’ve got?” >"You know, I've recently acquired some experimental powers sources, one that turned someone into a living battery. I've trashed the suit, but we still examined it first. Maybe it could help with your research, avoid the whole teenager experimentation thing." >"Do you know if there are any side effects? Children and teenagers do have a lot of extra energy, but it feels like messing with that development phase would have consequences." Anonymous
>>5571447 Oh, and this too
>”Do you have any sworn enemies that might give us trouble if you were to up and move to our city? Should we be worried about anyone coming to look for you?” Anonymous
>>5571442 >”Can you show us some examples of some of the work that you’ve done?” >”Do you have any sworn enemies that might give us trouble if you were to up and move to our city? Should we be worried about anyone coming to look for you?” Anonymous
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>>5571442 >>5571447 >>5571449 yeah +1
children are a no-go for us, so we need to know what exactly he is doing to them
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Fri 17 Feb 2023 22:46:29 No. 5571809 Report Quoted By:
>>5571447 >>5571449 >>5571490 >>5571469 >>5571715 >”I was thinking more along the lines of your personality. Like, do you work well with others, or do you prefer to be alone?” >”Will you be needing a lab provided for you, or can you make do with what you’ve got?” >"You know, I've recently acquired some experimental powers sources, one that turned someone into a living battery. I've trashed the suit, but we still examined it first. Maybe it could help with your research, avoid the whole teenager experimentation thing." >"Do you know if there are any side effects? Children and teenagers do have a lot of extra energy, but it feels like messing with that development phase would have consequences." >”Do you have any sworn enemies that might give us trouble if you were to up and move to our city? Should we be worried about anyone coming to look for you?” Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Fri 17 Feb 2023 23:43:26 No. 5571856 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“I was thinking more along the lines of your personality. Like, do you work well with others, or do you prefer to be alone?”</span> Edison cocked his head to the side slightly. <span class="mu-b">“Ah. Well, that would depend on who it is I’m required to work with. Working with clients to perfect their designs is a given, but I’ve never really had the opportunity to work alongside another scientist. I can tolerate the hired muscle well enough.”</span> You nodded and tapped the side of your face, absently wondering whether you should’ve taken the Inventor up on his offer to pour yourself a drink. <span class="mu-r">“Will you be needing a lab provided for you, or can you make do with what you’ve got?”</span> <span class="mu-b">“I’ve got a mobile lab that I’ll be driving down to a location of your choosing, but I’ll still be needing a way to acquire regular shipments of raw materials.”</span> Edison said. <span class="mu-b">“If you have a connection that you can share with me, I would very much appreciate it.”</span> You’ll have to look into that later. <span class="mu-r">“You know, I’ve recently acquired some experimental power sources; one that turned someone into a living battery. I’ve trashed the suit, but we still examined it first. Maybe it could help with your research. You know, avoid the whole teenager experimentation thing.”</span> The Inventor hummed thoughtfully, scratching his chin as he did so. <span class="mu-b">“I would have to examine the power source myself before I made any conclusions.”</span> You supposed that was fair. Between the Vulture’s experimental energy source, the Slip Drive and the micro-capacitors that Silvermane had installed in your current suit, you had more than a few options at your disposal here. <span class="mu-r">“Do you know if there are any side effects to your research? Children and teenagers do have a lot of extra energy, but it feels like messing with their developmental phase could have major consequences.”</span> you said. <span class="mu-b">“I will admit. There is some truth to your statement. Humans require subtle electrical currents in order for their bodies to operate at peak efficiency. Such things dictate when their heart pumps blood throughout the body, for example.”</span> he explained. <span class="mu-b">“That is why I will be making more use of the excess body heat produced by the human body, which is far less of a sensitive issue. I have many notes regarding the methods of thermoregulation and heat acclimation. I will have to adjust and account for those living in warmer climates, as well as reducing the energy draw during colder seasons. I believe the most practical use would be to equip the device to those who are more physically active. In doing so, we could avoid negatively affecting their heart, brain, circulatory system, gastrointestinal tract, lungs, kidneys, or liver.”</span> Now he just sounded like one of those commercials for experimental drugs where everyone’s smiling despite the possibly horrendous side effects. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Fri 17 Feb 2023 23:44:32 No. 5571857 Report <span class="mu-g">“And that’s not gonna lead to any problems somewhere down the line?”</span> Flint asked.
<span class="mu-b">“I assure you that I am doing everything within my power to make sure that this does not take any more than it absolutely needs to. I only plan on taking the excess heat.”</span> Edison promised, sounding entirely genuine as he did so. <span class="mu-b">“As humans age, the capacity of their endotherms to thermoregulate their bodies’ temperature tends to dissipate. I simply wish to harvest the excess heat that would normally dissipate without being used for anything.”</span>
You and Flint exchanged another look, and this time he just shrugged. Neither of you really knew what to make of his claims.
<span class="mu-r">“Do you have any sworn enemies that might give us trouble if you were to up and move to our city?”</span> you asked. “Should we be worried about anyone coming to look for you?”
The Inventor shook his head. <span class="mu-b">“I’ve kept a fairly low profile during my time here, and thus far, I’ve managed to avoid kicking the hornet’s nest by getting over eager with my research methods.”</span>
You had a feeling that might change if he kept experimenting on teenagers.
What will you say?
>”How about we set up another meeting so that you can come check out our alternative energy source? I’m still not too comfortable with the whole teenager thing.” >”Would you be willing to compare notes with some of our people? Just to make absolutely sure that your research wouldn’t result in any…unfortunate accidents.” >”Do you have any preferred clientele, or will you take jobs from just about anyone? Are there any hang ups that I should know about?” >"You know, your research could have some interesting applications in the medical field. Like for treating heat exhaustion or hypothermia. Have you ever considered that?" >”I’m sorry, but I don’t think I can give you what you want here. You might be better off acquiring funding and support from some other benefactor.” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5571857 >”Would you be willing to compare notes with some of our people? Just to make absolutely sure that your research wouldn’t result in any…unfortunate accidents.” >"And we will share the details of the suit in kind, in case you are worried about us just stealing it." >"You know, your research could have some interesting applications in the medical field. Like for treating heat exhaustion or hypothermia. Have you ever considered that?" Anonymous
>>5571857 >”How about we set up another meeting so that you can come check out our alternative energy source? I’m still not too comfortable with the whole teenager thing.” >"You know, your research could have some interesting applications in the medical field. Like for treating heat exhaustion or hypothermia. Have you ever considered that?" >”Do you have any preferred clientele, or will you take jobs from just about anyone? Are there any hang ups that I should know about?” Anonymous
…doesn’t Tommy boy here basically want a downscaled, inverted, household version of what our Slip component does? To harness excess heat to convert into other usable energy? It’s a bit cagey, but maybe letting him take a crack at repairing it would also give him enough data to cut the teenage testing phase short. Though whether or not we trust him with Slip tech is a whole different can of worms…
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>>5572035 >a downscaled, inverted, household version of what our Slip component does? To harness excess heat to convert into other usable energy? I'm reading it and I'm hearing BIG MONEY, my dude.
>trust him with Slip tech We can provide him with info and details on the power parts of the tech, but NOT the actual Slip optics stuff from Reed Richards, no? He's only interested in going for the passive energy collection goal of his.
>>5571857 Backing
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>>5571857 >”Would you be willing to compare notes with some of our people? Just to make absolutely sure that your research wouldn’t result in any…unfortunate accidents.” >”Do you have any preferred clientele, or will you take jobs from just about anyone? Are there any hang ups that I should know about?” >"You know, your research could have some interesting applications in the medical field. Like for treating heat exhaustion or hypothermia. Have you ever considered that? Fuck teens youth is wasted on the young
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sat 18 Feb 2023 23:12:30 No. 5573115 Report Quoted By:
>>5571866 >>5571881 >>5572273 >>5572280 >”Would you be willing to compare notes with some of our people? Just to make absolutely sure that your research wouldn’t result in any…unfortunate accidents.” >"You know, your research could have some interesting applications in the medical field. Like for treating heat exhaustion or hypothermia. Have you ever considered that?" >”Do you have any preferred clientele, or will you take jobs from just about anyone? Are there any hang ups that I should know about?” >”How about we set up another meeting so that you can come check out our alternative energy source? I’m still not too comfortable with the whole teenager thing.” Sorry, folks. Got too comfy after I got home and ended up oversleeping. Anyway, I'll be taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sun 19 Feb 2023 00:22:16 No. 5573210 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“You know, your research could have some interesting applications in the medical field. Like, for treating heat exhaustion and hypothermia. Have you ever considered that?”</span> you said. The skin around Edison’s beak curved upwards slightly, leading you to believe that he was trying to smile. You think you read somewhere that birds don’t have the necessary facial muscles required to frown or smile, so it was a strange gesture. Maybe this guy modded himself to make emoting a bit easier, or maybe it was just a product of his mutated nature. <span class="mu-b">“You know, I had the same thought. It might take some time, though. When they see the primary candidates for my invention, they’ll undoubtedly realize who I used for my test group, and if my research progresses too quickly, it’ll create some unfortunate assumptions about the ‘ethical’ and ‘moral’ implications of my research.”</span> he explained. <span class="mu-b">“Sometimes, it’s better to take your time when pushing the boundaries of modern medicine. It may sound counter-intuitive, but no one cares how smart you are if your experiments bother their conscience.”</span> So you’d probably have to wait a while before you could play up that angle of his research. It did make sense in a weird way, but even you were getting a bit frustrated by the lack of progress that was imposed on the bird-man due to other people’s suspicions and expectations. <span class="mu-r">“Would you be willing to compare notes with some of our people?”</span> you asked. <span class="mu-r">“Just to make absolutely sure that your research wouldn’t result in any…unfortunate accidents.”</span> The Inventor narrowed his eyes slightly and scratched at the side of his neck. <span class="mu-b">“That depends on who it is you’re planning on sharing my research with. As it were, I’d very much like to meet with them before committing to such an exchange of sensitive information.”</span> You honestly couldn’t blame him for being cautious. Some guy you just met asks you to share your life’s work with other people that you don’t know well enough to form an opinion on. It’d all sound incredibly shady. <span class="mu-r">“That’s fair. It's just a suggestion.”</span> you quickly amended. <span class="mu-r">“Do you have any preferred clientele, or will you take jobs from just about anyone? Are there any hang ups that I should know about?”</span> He paused for a moment, hummed thoughtfully, and tapped his claws against the plated chrome in his leg. <span class="mu-b">“I don’t make weapons of mass destruction. They draw too much attention, and are far too easy to trace back to their original creator depending on the materials that were used. I won’t accept or complete a job if I believe that it might expose me to an unnecessary amount of danger.”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sun 19 Feb 2023 00:24:29 No. 5573213 Report Quoted By:
You and Flint nodded in approval, finding that entirely acceptable. Sharing a glance with your oldest pal, you realized that he had somewhat warmed up to the idea of taking this guy on. You didn’t think they’d get along, really, but they could at least work together if the situation called for it. <span class="mu-r">“Well, I think this has been an enlightening conversation.”</span> you said, rising from your seat. Flint did the same. <span class="mu-r">“How about we set up another meeting so that you can come check out our alternative energy source? I’m still not too comfortable with the whole teenager thing.”</span> To your surprise, the Inventor wasn’t terribly offended by your admission. <span class="mu-b">“I appreciate your genuine honesty in the matter. Getting a chance to examine this ‘energy source’ you speak of will be enlightening in its own way, and at the very least, it’ll give me another chance to change your mind about the validity of my research.”</span> You almost walked over to shake his hand, before realizing that he was a hologram and that your hand would just pass right through. After saying your goodbyes, the truck’s hatch opened once more, allowing you and Flint to leave so that you could return to your own vehicle. This “Thomas Edison” character was an admittedly interesting candidate, but you didn’t want to rush the process of vetting him. That sort of thing could lead to disaster further down the road if you weren’t careful. Especially if you were the one who funded his research. The last thing you wanted was to be an accessory to a mad science experiment. —----------- As you were on your way home, your work phone buzzed violently, and you quickly removed it from your pocket so that you could check it. The number wasn’t saved in your contacts list, which made you frown, but you still answered it anyway. It was a bad habit formed from your newfound profession that led you to having more than a few uncomfortable and annoying conversations with scammers and robots. <span class="mu-r">“Hello?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Is this the Huntsman?”</span> said a deep voice on the other end of the line. <span class="mu-r">“Who wants to know?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Michael Morbius suggested that speaking with you might be worth my while.”</span> the man shot back. <span class="mu-r">“And I suppose my curiosity got the better of me.”</span> Your eyes went wide, and you turned to Flint while covering the receiver with one hand. <span class="mu-r">“Blade’s on the phone!”</span> you whispered excitedly. Flint’s expression conveyed his thoughts better than words could. And you were certain that he was thinking: <span class="mu-g">“Well, damn…”</span> You cleared your throat and returned to the call, hoping that the vampire hunter hadn’t heard that. <span class="mu-r">“Well, you heard right.”</span> you replied, wishing you’d thought of a better comeback. <span class="mu-r">“Then let’s hear it.”</span> he urged. <span class="mu-r">“Despite what they call me, I don’t have all day.”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sun 19 Feb 2023 00:25:29 No. 5573215 Report What will you say?
>”My friend was recently turned into a vampire, and I was hoping that you wouldn’t be opposed to showing her the ropes a bit.” >”I heard that you have a blood substitute that keeps you going. A friend of mine could really use that right now. She’s not too keen on drinking the blood of anything living.” >”Are you in the market for a new sidekick or a partner? Because I just so happen to know somebody that hunts vampires for a living and is looking for employment.” >”How much do you know about the ‘Nightguard’? Are they an okay organization in your opinion?” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5573215 >”Are you in the market for a new sidekick or a partner? Because I just so happen to know somebody that hunts vampires for a living and is looking for employment.” >”I heard that you have a blood substitute that keeps you going. A friend of mine could really use that right now. She’s not too keen on drinking the blood of anything living.” Anonymous
>>5573215 >”My friend was recently turned into a vampire, and I was hoping that you wouldn’t be opposed to showing her the ropes a bit.” >”I heard that you have a blood substitute that keeps you going. A friend of mine could really use that right now. She’s not too keen on drinking the blood of anything living.” >”Are you in the market for a new sidekick or a partner? Because I just so happen to know somebody that hunts vampires for a living and is looking for employment.” >”How much do you know about the ‘Nightguard’? Are they an okay organization in your opinion?” Anonymous
>>5573215 >”My friend was recently turned into a vampire, and I was hoping that you wouldn’t be opposed to showing her the ropes a bit.” >”She’s- er, she used to be part of a vampire hunting organisation herself, so she’s something of a special case. I figured you would be the best guy for the job.” Let’s not mention any blood substitute just yet. It’s a sensitive topic and we don’t want to say anything that could jeopardise the deal.
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>>5573215 >”How much do you know about the ‘Nightguard’? Are they an okay organization in your opinion?” >”My friend was recently turned into a vampire, and I was hoping that you wouldn’t be opposed to showing her the ropes a bit.” Background first, leading into the fact that we have a vamp Nightguard looking for a purpose. He should get that we’re looking for someone like him since he seems the crusading type and so is she.
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Add my vote to the tiebreaker
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>>5573215 >>”My friend was recently turned into a vampire, and I was hoping that you wouldn’t be opposed to showing her the ropes a bit.” Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sun 19 Feb 2023 17:26:25 No. 5574318 Report Quoted By:
>>5573224 >>5573247 >>5573253 >>5573256 >>5573866 >>5573343 >”How much do you know about the ‘Nightguard’? Are they an okay organization in your opinion?” >”My friend was recently turned into a vampire, and I was hoping that you wouldn’t be opposed to showing her the ropes a bit.” Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sun 19 Feb 2023 18:53:19 No. 5574441 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“How much do you know about the ‘Nightguard’? Are they an okay organization in your opinion?”</span> you asked. <span class="mu-r">“Hm. They’re relatively small as far as ancient orders go, but I feel like that saves them the trouble of having to root out corruption in their ranks. Most Nightguard that I’ve met have been solid solo hunters, if not downright exceptional.”</span> Blade replied. That must be pretty high praise coming from him. <span class="mu-r">“Then that makes this next part easier. You see, my friend is a Nightguard, and she was recently turned into a vampire. I was sort of hoping that you wouldn’t be opposed to showing her the ropes a bit.”</span> you said. Blade made a noise somewhere between a thoughtful hum and a sympathetic grunt. <span class="mu-r">“A devoted vampire hunter got turned, huh? I’ve heard that story before. You can probably see why cases like that can get ugly. It’s actually more impressive that she hasn’t already staked herself out of self-loathing.”</span> he said. <span class="mu-r">“Was she turned by her quarry out of spite, or was she ambushed by a vamp with prior allegiances?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Neither, actually. She got jumped by a psycho super-cannibal and nearly got burned to a crisp. Our vegan vampire friend found her at death’s door, and decided to turn her so that she wouldn’t die.”</span> you explained. <span class="mu-r">“Did you just say ‘vegan vampire’?”</span> he asked, doubt and incredulity thick in his voice. He cares about that, but not the fire-breathing psycho super-cannibal? <span class="mu-r">“Not important right now.”</span> you urged. <span class="mu-r">“The point is that she’s a vampire hunter that became a vampire, and you’re the only one I know who has any experience dealing with something like that.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“And you want to reintroduce some purpose into her life so that she doesn’t punch an early ticket by stepping outside and taking a sunbath.”</span> Blade guessed. <span class="mu-r">“Kind of, yeah. Do you think you can help?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“I can. I’m guessing you’re somewhere in New York, right? That’s where Morbius operates out of.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Yeah. I’ve got her held up at Doctor Strange’s place, the Sanctum Sanctorum. How fast do you think you could get there?”</span> you asked. Blade made a noise that you interpreted as a mildly impressed chuckle. <span class="mu-r">“I can be there tonight. Just be sure to let him know, since I’ll probably need an invitation.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Oh, really? I always thought that you could just go wherever you wanted.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“I can. I just don’t want to piss off the Sorcerer Supreme.”</span> —-------- Later that night, you were waiting with Reese and Doctor Strange for Blade to make his social call. Both vegan vampire and Sorcerer Supreme looked harried, and you were pretty sure you knew the cause. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sun 19 Feb 2023 18:54:49 No. 5574444 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-b">“I can’t tell you how glad I am that you’re here to take her back.”</span> said Strange. The real one this time, and not an astral projection like before. <span class="mu-b">“She’s been surprisingly difficult to deal with. Especially after her, erm…forceful blood consumption.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“She’s a lot faster and stronger than me for some reason. Mr. Strange says that usually doesn’t happen whenever a vampire creates a thrall.”</span> Reese added. <span class="mu-r">“He thinks that it has something to do with the elixir that that mummy gave to her during her recovery period.”</span> <span class="mu-b">“It’s merely a theory, but I think that it may have served to further mutate her cells, granting her exceptional physical abilities.”</span> Strange said. <span class="mu-b">“I don’t know much about the elixir that he used, but I do know that it was one of the highest quality alchemical solutions that I’ve ever witnessed. It wouldn’t surprise me if it had untold effects on her biology.”</span> Your conversation went on like this for a while longer, before Wong came to inform you that Blade had arrived at the front door. The Asian man was instructed to let him in and him to your location, which he did without protest. The infamous vampire hunter was unmistakable in his appearance with his dark skin, even darker leather coat, the kevlar covering his chest, the sword strapped to his back, and the arsenal of weapons lining his belt and jacket. And of course, he wouldn’t be Blade without his signature shades. The man confidently strode into the room, panning his gaze across all of you, as if searching for something. Finally his gaze settled on Reese, and his nostrils flared slightly. <span class="mu-r">“You must be the vegan.”</span> he calmly stated. <span class="mu-r">“I hope you know that you don’t need to worry about your health as a vamp. I’ve almost never seen a fat one. Takes a lot of work for one to look disheveled too, so I’m guessing you must’ve had a rough week.”</span> Reese’s cheeks flushed slightly as she struggled to come up with a proper response. <span class="mu-r">“It’s…been tough, yeah.”</span> <span class="mu-b">“Hello, Eric. So glad you could make it.”</span> said Strange. Blade gave him a respectful nod in reply. <span class="mu-r">“Strange. How’s the missus?”</span> Strange smiled slightly at that. <span class="mu-b">“She’s back home dealing with some rather unsavory business.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Having problems with dear old dad again, huh? Not surprised you didn’t want to go.”</span> Blade said with a chuckle. Strange shook his head. <span class="mu-b">“I’ve been away from this realm for far too long already. There is much to do here.”</span> he argued.<span class="mu-b"> “Besides, Clea is entirely capable of handling herself, and can summon me at a moment’s notice. I’m confident in her abilities.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“You never did answer my question when I asked if she could kick your ass, being the daughter of Dormammu and all that.”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sun 19 Feb 2023 18:55:50 No. 5574445 Report Strange shifted uncomfortably, wrapping his cloak closer around himself. <span class="mu-b">“It would be…a hard fought battle, but I believe that I would ultimately come out victorious. Probably…”</span>
Blade flashed an almost evil grin at him, revealing two pointed fangs that could easily puncture flesh. Then, he turned his attention on you. <span class="mu-r">“And I’m guessing that you’re the ‘Huntsman’. Are vamps the only thing you hunt?”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“Nah. I’m a pretty well-rounded guy.”</span> you said with a shrug. <span class="mu-r">“But I’d be lying if I said that I didn’t miss the simplicity of vampire hunting.”</span>
Blade’s grin turned rueful at that. <span class="mu-r">“Trust me, it can be anything but. I’ve witnessed things more grizzly than old Yogi, and if you don’t have the stomach for it, you’ll end up quitting fast. You need dedication that goes beyond what’s normal or healthy.”</span> he explained, turning his gaze upwards, well above your head. <span class="mu-r">“I hope you have what it takes.”</span>
You all turned around to see what he was looking at, and was surprised to spot Louise, sporting a dark, nondescript cloak, standing perfectly still on the side of a wall. Her mouth was covered by a half mask that doubled as a bite-guard, which she personally requested, so the only thing you could see was her crimson eyes.
What will you say?
>”I can personally vouch for her. She’s helped me take out some pretty powerful creatures a while back.” >”Now that we’re all here, one of the biggest reasons that I asked you to come was because I heard that you have access to an effective blood substitute. Would you be opposed to sharing some of that with my friend here?” >”If you’re curious about her abilities, then the two of you should have a healthy spar.” >”Louise? Would you mind coming down to say hello to the company? I promise he won’t bite.” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5574445 >”Louise? Would you mind coming down to say hello to the company? I promise he won’t bite.” >”Now that we’re all here, one of the biggest reasons that I asked you to come was because I heard that you have access to an effective blood substitute. Would you be opposed to sharing some of that with my friend here?” >"She refuses to drink, even of animals." Anonymous
>>5574445 >”Louise? Would you mind coming down to say hello to the company? I promise he won’t bite.” >”Now that we’re all here, one of the biggest reasons that I asked you to come was because I heard that you have access to an effective blood substitute. Would you be opposed to sharing some of that with my friend here?” >"She refuses to drink, even of animals." Anonymous
>>5574445 >”Louise? Would you mind coming down to say hello to the company? I promise he won’t bite.” >”Now that we’re all here, one of the biggest reasons that I asked you to come was because I heard that you have access to an effective blood substitute. Would you be opposed to sharing some of that with my friend here?” >"She refuses to drink, even of animals." Anonymous
Hey just want to say I like your writing and so far blade is spot on. Good job.
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>>5574445 >”Louise? Would you mind coming down to say hello to the company? I promise he won’t bite.” >”If you’re curious about her abilities, then the two of you should have a healthy spar.” >"My money's on Louise." Anonymous
>>5574445 >>”Louise? Would you mind coming down to say hello to the company? I promise he won’t bite.” >”I can personally vouch for her. She’s helped me take out some pretty powerful creatures a while back.” Anonymous
>>5574445 >>”I can personally vouch for her. She’s helped me take out some pretty powerful creatures a while back.” >”Louise? Would you mind coming down to say hello to the company? I promise he won’t bite.” Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Mon 20 Feb 2023 11:08:24 No. 5575360 Report Quoted By:
>>5574450 >>5574456 >>5574495 >>5574839 >>5574861 >>5574862 >”Louise? Would you mind coming down to say hello to the company? I promise he won’t bite.” >”Now that we’re all here, one of the biggest reasons that I asked you to come was because I heard that you have access to an effective blood substitute. Would you be opposed to sharing some of that with my friend here?” >"She refuses to drink, even of animals." Taking these. I'll start writing as soon as I can get a good nap in.
>>5574563 Thanks! It try my best to make sure that the interactions between characters and their very personalities seem accurate and natural. Posts like yours always make my day, anon
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Mon 20 Feb 2023 17:51:08 No. 5575669 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“Louise? Would you mind down to say hello to the company? I promise he won’t bite.”</span> Blade gave you a slightly unamused look, but said nothing in response. You were all just waiting to see what Louise would do. Thankfully, she didn’t put up a fuss and simply floated down to meet you. Blade, on the other hand, seemed bothered by her vampiric abilities. <span class="mu-r">“That’s some high-level shit you’ve got going on. Most vampires don’t come anywhere near this level of power. You sure the vegan vamp was the one that bit you?”</span> he asked, glancing at Reese, who was starting to become annoyed at being referred to as “vegan vamp”. <span class="mu-r">“Strange thinks that it might be because we gave her a magic elixir during her transformation period.”</span> Reese answered. Blade raised an eyebrow. <span class="mu-r">“I’ve never heard of something like that happening. It’s more likely that she had a dormant X-Gene that either reacted to her getting bit, her drinking the elixir, or some fucked up combination of both.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“I’d like to remind you all that ‘she’ is still in the room.”</span> Louise said, her voice slightly muffled by the mask. You nodded. <span class="mu-r">“Now that we’re all here, one of the biggest reasons that I asked you to come was because I heard that you have access to an effective blood substitute. Would you be opposed to sharing some of that with my friend here?”</span> you asked, gesturing towards Louise. <span class="mu-r">“She refuses to drink any blood, even that of animals.”</span> Blade crossed his arms and glanced between you, Louise and Reese. <span class="mu-r">“So you’re in the same boat with vegan vamp. Were you an animal lover in life?”</span> Reese rolled her eyes so hard that you thought they might fall out of her head. Louise just shrugged. <span class="mu-r">“I like cats, but they seem to hate my guts these days.”</span> Blade smirked at that. <span class="mu-r">“That’ll happen. They can just sort of sense the wicked aura coming off of you. To them, you’re like a hungry predator, constantly on the prowl. Which…isn’t entirely inaccurate.”</span> Louise closed her eyes, reached up and slowly removed her mask, revealing her long fangs. Once again, you were taken back by how utterly beautiful she’d become after her transformation. Strange told you that you only felt this way because her vampiric charm was much stronger than normal, but you couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable with the whole thing. <span class="mu-r">“If what the Huntsman says is true, I would be forever indebted to you if you would be willing to part with your formula.”</span> Louise pleaded. <span class="mu-r">“<span class="mu-i">S’il vous plait</span>, I have no wish to feast on any living beings.”</span> Blade stared at her for a good, long while, before reaching into his jacket and pulling out a vial of pale blue liquid. <span class="mu-r">“A dose this size should provide you with all the nourishment you need for at least 24 hours. Alternatively, you can drink it to quickly heal from your wounds.”</span> he explained, holding it up to eye level so everyone could see it. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Mon 20 Feb 2023 17:52:37 No. 5575671 Report Quoted By:
Louise’s eyes went wild, and it almost looked like she would make a grab for the vial. Somehow, she managed to control herself just long enough to notice what you had at the beginning of this interaction. Blade was testing her, trying to see how much self-control she truly possessed. He likely wouldn’t have just given this serum to just any old vampire. <span class="mu-r">“If you took this, it wouldn’t grant you the exact same benefits that you’d get from drinking blood, so you’d lose some of the power that you’ve been flaunting around ever since I got here.”</span> Blade continued. <span class="mu-r">“But…judging from what I’ve seen, that won’t be much of an issue for you. I’d bet you’d still have power to spare, and then some.”</span> He punctuated this last sentence by removing the cap on the vial and waving it around in the air. <span class="mu-r">“So what’ll it be? Are you coming with me, or are you gonna stay cooped up in here and quietly starve yourself to death?”</span> Louise blinked, finally breaking free of the trance she’d put herself in. <span class="mu-r">“You…want me to come with you?”</span> Blade twirled the vial in his gloved hand and stared into its murky contents. <span class="mu-r">“You used to be a Nightguard, so there’s no doubt that you’re at least a well-educated and experienced hunter. If you want to keep leading that life, even without their support, I can show you the ropes. Teach you how to make this stuff, and how to tame that beast inside you.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“And…what will you require in return?”</span> Louise asked. Blade flashed that sinister, toothy grin of his again. <span class="mu-r">“Nothing much. The fact that I get to put another hunter on the map just makes my life that much easier. It’ll be nice to split the work. Maybe then I can retire somewhere sunny.”</span> Louise sighed deeply at that. <span class="mu-r">“Must be nice to have that option…”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Sorry. I guess you can say I’m a bit unique in that regard.”</span> Blade said, sounding genuinely sympathetic. <span class="mu-r">“If I could share it with you, then I would.”</span> Louise shook her head and took a step towards him. <span class="mu-r">“You’re already sharing enough.”</span> She went to accept the vial from him, but Blade moved back at the last possible second, leaving it just out of her reach. She gave him a confused frown. <span class="mu-r">“If you take this, then you’re agreeing to stay under my care until I’m ready to release you back into the world. You’ll have to follow my orders exactly. No sneaking off, and no midnight snacking. From here on out, you’re my responsibility.”</span> The two stared at each other for a good long while, before Louise nodded and extended a hand towards him. Blade placed the vial in her hand, and Louise eyed it dubiously. After a few more seconds, she tossed it back and nearly gagged. Blade nodded his understanding. <span class="mu-r">“Yeah…”</span> Louise groaned miserably. <span class="mu-r">“I know. It takes a while to adjust to it. Your body’s trying to reject the serum because it isn’t sure what you just tried to put in it.”</span> he explained. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Mon 20 Feb 2023 17:53:52 No. 5575674 Report <span class="mu-r">“What? Is it like…onions for vampires?”</span> Reese asked. Blade opened his mouth to protest, and then shut it again, a thoughtful expression on his face. <span class="mu-r">“You know, that’s actually not a bad way to put it. Once you take it enough times, you’ll barely even notice the difference between that and real blood.”</span> he said. <span class="mu-r">“Consider yourself lucky. The more addicted you are to human blood, the worse your reaction will be when you take it for the first time. I hear that it feels worse than death.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“How is that any different from how I feel now…?”</span> she moaned, clutching her stomach. Blade grinned at her. <span class="mu-r">“I bet you don’t feel that hungry anymore, huh? No blood cravings.”</span> Louise cast a murderous glance at him. —-------- Eventually, Louise managed to pull herself together, and she decided to stay with Strange for a while longer until Blade was fully prepared to take her under his wing. He left her with a few more vials, which she was required to take daily. You were hoping that you wouldn’t have to get called up for another force-feeding session, but Louise was at least looking a lot more lively than she had been these past few days. Part of you was glad that she wouldn’t be leaving yet, since you wanted her to be there when the Silvertongue clone was done cooking. And judging from the texts you were getting from Warren, that would be happening any day now. —-------- Over the next few days, you found yourself unusually busy, running to and fro, double and triple checking with your various contacts on Silvertongue and Chameleon related problems. So when the day finally came for the clone to be unveiled, it almost didn’t feel real. You found yourself bracing for some great tragedy to unfold; waiting for the other shoe to drop. But…it never did. The Silvertongue clone was nearly identical to the original, their demeanor being the only noticeable difference. There was a calm, collected confidence about her, as if she knew exactly what she was born to do, and knew full well how to achieve that purpose. All eyes fell on her as she entered the mansion, but you reserved your attention for the people who had come to witness this event. Daredevil, Moon Knight, Rintrah, Sister Grimm, Louise, Reese, Tigra, Sun King, Madame Webb, Julia, Iron Fist, Luke Cage, Valkyrie, Miles Warren, Pandora, and of course…Cindy Moon. Like you, your young ward was in full costume. Neither of you were entirely comfortable with revealing her identity to this many people all at once. You didn’t entirely trust everybody in this room. Cindy’s full mask made her expression entirely unreadable, so you nudged the guy next to you to get his personal take on the matter. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Mon 20 Feb 2023 17:55:01 No. 5575676 Report Abel glanced over at you, his large white lenses regarding you critically. Despite not having Phin at his beck and call, your clone brother was somehow able to make his own costume. It was red and blue, with a black, web-like pattern spreading across the entire suit and converging into a small black spider on his chest. You didn’t want to admit it, but it was an incredibly brilliant design. Simple, but undeniably brilliant. An instant classic.
You were almost jealous that you hadn’t thought of it first. Wait…maybe you did. He was <span class="mu-i">your</span> clone after all.
<span class="mu-r">“How’s she holding up?”</span> you whispered.
<span class="mu-b">“She feels nervous.”</span> he replied.
<span class="mu-r">“No duh! I could’ve guessed that!”</span> you said in a hushed tone.
He just shrugged and returned his attention to the ceremony. <span class="mu-b">“Ask dumb questions, and you’ll get dumb answers.”</span>
You groaned and searched the crowd for the original Silvertongue. She was noticeably thinner than the clone, due to her imprisonment, but she wasn’t in terrible shape. After getting burned to a near crisp, she’d been surprisingly obedient during the remainder of her sentence.
What did you plan on doing with her after this was all over?
>You’re genuinely tired of looking at her, so she’s free to go back with Pandora. >She should stick around, just in case something like this happens again. It’s always good to have a backup. >You’ll keep advocating for Pandora to eliminate her now that her replacement is here. >That’ll be up to Cindy. It’s her voice, and you’d like to give her that choice. >Write-in. Also, did you invite anyone else to this little event?
>Flint >Black Cat >Prowler >Sam >Va Nee Gast >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5575676 >That’ll be up to Cindy. It’s her voice, and you’d like to give her that choice. >Flint >Black Cat >Prowler Anonymous
>>5575674 >What? Is it like…onions for vampires?” I'm guessing it was meant to be s o y and the word filter struck again?
>>5575676 >That’ll be up to Cindy. It’s her voice, and you’d like to give her that choice. >You’ll keep advocating for Pandora to eliminate her now that her replacement is here. Make our position know, but let Cindy decide
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Mon 20 Feb 2023 18:04:28 No. 5575686 Report Quoted By:
>>5575683 Oh shit, I didn't even know that there was a filter for that. Was trying to write "s o y l e n t". Now my gag doesn't get the full payoff.
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>>5575676 >>That’ll be up to Cindy. It’s her voice, and you’d like to give her that choice. >Ask if she wants to hear our opinion if she does want to hear it: "It took pleasure in hurting those weaker than itself."
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>>5575676 >That’ll be up to Cindy. It’s her voice, and you’d like to give her that choice. >You’re genuinely tired of looking at her, so she’s free to go back with Pandora. Like
>>5575683 said, letting Cindy decide but including my own view. We got what we wanted, and after dying once they seem to be mollified. I’m willing to let Pandora manage if/when she puts a bullet in it.
>Flint >Black Cat >Prowler They all know Cindy.
>Va Nee Gast So she understands we really do know an incredible cast of people. Our offer to connect her with someone is valid.
Dunno if Sam is as close to Cindy as the rest, and he has an actual job now. He can have a rain check.
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>>5575683 I missed
>Flint When I copied the options that I wanted.
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>>5575676 >>You’re genuinely tired of looking at her, so she’s free to go back with Pandora. >Black Cat Anonymous
>>5575676 >You’re genuinely tired of looking at her, so she’s free to go back with Pandora. Fuck it, Pandabear can have it. If she wants to kill it now that she has an inexhaustible supply of more obedient silvertongues, that’s on her.
As for guests, isn’t inviting anyone who wasn’t already involved kind of rude? It’s not our mansion, after all. We can always get together with everyone else afterwards, I feel like this is sort of a Team Webb-exclusive event.
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>>5575676 >That’ll be up to Cindy. It’s her voice, and you’d like to give her that choice. >Black Cat >Flint >Prowler Anonymous
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 21 Feb 2023 11:50:46 No. 5576771 Report Quoted By:
>>5575681 >>5575683 >>5575704 >>5575696 >>5575699 >>5575824 >>5576119 >>5576200 >>5576209 >That’ll be up to Cindy. It’s her voice, and you’d like to give her that choice. >Flint >Black Cat >Prowler Taking these. I'll start writing as soon as I'm done eating.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 21 Feb 2023 14:09:10 No. 5576870 Report Quoted By:
As much as you would’ve liked to deal with her yourself, you felt the need to give that honor to Cindy, the one who’s voice she stole. Ultimately, she would decide the Silvertongue’s fate. <span class="mu-b">“So this is where you’ve been running off too.”</span> Cat said, her eyes scanning the room for whatever looked the most valuable. She was most likely just doing this to annoy you, since you made everyone promise not to steal anything before you agreed to bring them. <span class="mu-b">“What? Lorina’s place wasn’t big enough for you? How many other mansions are you keeping on the side?”</span> she asked, a twinkle of amusement in her eyes. <span class="mu-g">“It would’ve been nice if you told us how many heroes and vigilantes were gonna be here.”</span> Prowler hissed, his eyes scanning the room for danger. <span class="mu-r">“And as far as they know, you’re one of them too.”</span> you replied. <span class="mu-g">“Does anyone else think this feels like a middle school graduation? I think I see a few people with cameras.”</span> Flint added, squinting at something in the distance. While the gang conversed with one another, you waved up at the only guest that you hadn’t noticed upon arriving. W was clinging to the ceiling, surveying the entire room all at once, making absolutely certain that no one could get the drop on her, or Warren. She and Prowler would probably get along. Noticing your attention, the cautious clone awkwardly mimicked the gesture and returned the wave. After this, you would probably have to help Abe figure out where she would be staying. Before you could finish that thought, however, a resonant ringing sound echoed throughout the mansion, drawing everyone’s attention. The source had come from Pandora’s wand, its tip glowing bright orange as she waved it around in the air. <span class="mu-b">“Settle down. We’re ready to commence the ceremony.”</span> the witch demanded, her tone being slightly reminiscent of a grouchy teacher that didn’t take shit from anybody. The murmurs and hushed whispers died down considerably after that. No one moved or said a word for a few moments, and Pandora eventually gave you all a satisfied nod. She then turned to face the twin magical creatures, waving her wand about like a conductor. The lights in the room dimmed suddenly, and an illusory spotlight washed over Pandora, the Silvertongues and Cindy. Pandora gave the Silvertongue clone and expectant look, and the jovial creature reached out to touch her twin. The original flinched at the contact, but didn’t shy away. A swirl of bluish light appeared, originating from the original’s stomach, and working its way up her throat, exiting out of her mouth, and flowing along the clone’s outstretched hand. It traveled up her arm, around her neck, and into her mouth as she opened it to allow it entry. Your curiosity having evidently overpowered your tense nervousness, you watched as the energy flowed down into the clone’s stomach before settling there like a stone sinking down towards the bottom of a pond. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 21 Feb 2023 14:10:33 No. 5576873 Report Quoted By:
The clone then let go of her sister and let out a shallow breath. When she opened her eyes again, they were glowing the same color as the bluish swirl of energy. Pandora turned to face Cindy, her features softening ever so slightly as she regarded her. <span class="mu-b">“Are you ready?”</span> Cindy swallowed hard, took a deep breath and then nodded quickly. Pandora gave her a brief, almost imperceptible smile, before stepping back and allowing the Silvertongue clone to approach her. The girl’s hands balled into fists, and her posture became noticeably stiffer than it had been before. For a second, you were wondering whether she was going to slug the grinning clone. But, she didn’t make any moves against her, and instead remained completely still as the Silvertongue made a series of complex, almost dizzying hand movements. Her mouth worked wordlessly as she did this, and Pandora appeared to be directing some manner of the spell using some invisible magic that you couldn’t perceive. After a minute of silent chanting and swishing motions, the wave of energy crawled up out of her stomach and rushed towards Cindy. The ethereal tendril entered her mouth directly, causing her to recoil from what must have been a majorly uncomfortable sensation. As if by instinct, you move to rush to her side, but Abel stopped you before you could interrupt the ritual. At some point, Cindy’s body physically lifted into the air, the tendril growing in size and ferocity. You clenched your teeth and forced yourself not to violently react to the sight of her spasming in mid-air. Pandora did tell you that a voice was a powerful thing. To lose it was a tragic thing, but to get it back…well, the evidence spoke for itself. Eventually, her body relaxed, and she slowly lowered to the ground. The last traces of glowing wisps were now settling in her stomach as well, still radiating and pulsing rhythmically. It was only when it stopped that the Silvertongue approached her again, pulling Cindy to her feet. The cloned creature held her steady, supporting her upper body to prevent her from falling again. And then, she grabbed her arm and pinched her as hard as she could. <span class="mu-s">“Ouch!”</span> Your breath caught, and it took a moment for Cindy to realize that the noise had come from her own mouth. The Silvertongue’s smile grew, and she carefully backed away so that Cindy could stand on her own two feet. The girl was massaging her throat and patting her midsection, where the glowing wisps had settled. <span class="mu-s">“It worked? IT WORKED!”</span> The spectators erupted into uproarious cheering, and you were among the first who rushed to pull Cindy into a crushing hug. Both the Silvertongues and Pandora backed up to give you some room, but you paid them no mind. Without hesitation, you scooped the girl up and began tossing her up and down. Her laughter at that moment was reminiscent of twinkling chimes, and it didn’t let up, even as she performed a series of acrobatic flips in between tosses. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 21 Feb 2023 14:11:57 No. 5576875 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-s">“Thank you guys! Thank you so much!”</span> she shouted, her voice straining a bit from disuse. She barely had words to express the raw emotions she’d been bottling up this entire. Even with the mask covering her face, you could tell that she was crying tears of joy. All at once, the Desperados, the Order of the Web, and even those that had just tagged along for the ride were congratulating Cindy and thanking one another for their efforts in making this a reality. It was simultaneously overwhelming, and extremely heartening to see this many people celebrating over a common goal that took more than a little effort to accomplish. You’d never been much of a team player growing up, but you were beginning to see the appeal. Having a trusted contact was very different from having a trusted ally watching your back. Shortly after the emotional rush had begun, however, you felt an overwhelming sense of relief, which gave way to an overbearing feeling of bone deep exhaustion. Your limbs grew heavy, and you found it hard to focus all of a sudden. All the tension from before had drained away, and not even the current wave of excitement was enough to keep you in the present for much longer. So, you were forced to interrupt the festivities so that you could run down your checklist. <span class="mu-r">“Hold it! Hold on just a minute!”</span> you demanded, waving your arms back and forth wildly. Everyone quieted slightly and started giving you strange looks. <span class="mu-r">“I need to make sure of a few things. Pandora, is there any weird magic stuff happening in our area?”</span> Pandora raised an eyebrow, her easygoing smile faltering slightly. <span class="mu-b">“You mean besides this? No, not that I know of.”</span> You nodded, turning your attention to Cassandra. <span class="mu-r">“Webb? Not picking up on any unusual psychic energies?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“No. Not right now.”</span> she replied, a flash of worry crossing her lined face. <span class="mu-r">“Valkyrie? Anything going on in Asgard? No life-threatening emergencies?”</span> you asked. The beautiful, blonde warrior shrugged, but she didn’t seem to think that there was anything worth worrying about. You nodded to yourself, did a quick count of the people present, and then did a mental count of the people that weren’t present. You knew where your immediate family was, and almost all of you friends were here tonight. Good. That was good. Finally, you glanced down at Cindy. <span class="mu-r">“Any drama bombs you wanna drop on me before we wrap things up?”</span> She narrowed her eyes in confusion, having to crane her neck to look at you, as she was still in the process of hugging you. <span class="mu-s">“Uhhhh…no?”</span> Her words weren’t anything particularly special or elegant, but it was still enough to bring a smile to your face. <span class="mu-r">“Alright, peace!”</span> you exclaimed, leaning down to kiss her forehead before waving at everyone else in the audience. <span class="mu-r">“Goodnight, New York!”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 21 Feb 2023 14:13:14 No. 5576877 Report Quoted By:
Matt opened his mouth to say something, but you were already hitting the floor before anyone could fully realize what was going on. Cindy made a noise that was simultaneously strangled and panicked as she tried and failed to catch you. Faintly, you were aware of the fact that everyone else was gathering around your body, trying to figure out what had happened. It was a simple enough problem, though. You weren’t poisoned, attacked or sabotaged in any way. Your body was simply paying for the damages you’ve inflicted on it this past month. And it was all worth it. Finally, you could rest… —--------- Upon regaining consciousness, you realized several things all at once. The most obvious being that you were out of commission for quite some time, if the moonlight peaking through the curtains was anything to go by. The next, more obvious discovery was made a second later, when you pushed yourself up from Madame Webb’s guest bed. But neither of those details were as alarming as your final discovery. There was something outside, hovering right in front of your window. You slowly got out of bed, making sure that no one had removed your suit and crept towards the floating figure. The distant sounds of merriment and the lack of a reaction from your spider sense were the only things that set your mind at ease. You swallowed hard, and in one swift movement, you yanked the curtain aside. A cloaked figure was floating right outside your window, their cloak billowing in the wind. They lifted their head slightly, revealing two, burning eyes that…wait a minute. <span class="mu-r">“...Louise?”</span> She giggled. <span class="mu-r">“Bonjour, Sleeping Beauty. I hope you enjoyed your rest.”</span> You let out a sigh and moved to open the window. Louise floated inside effortlessly, her black boots touching the ground as she turned to face you. <span class="mu-r">“I regret to inform you that I will be departing earlier than planned. Due to my…’condition’, I can no longer travel effectively during the day.”</span> You nodded your understanding, feeling a bit put out by the sudden announcement. News of her departure was even more surprising than her unannounced arrival. <span class="mu-r">“That being said,”</span> she continued. <span class="mu-r">“I was wondering if I could ask you one last favor. Do you still have those swords you took from Snowsnake?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Uh, yeah. Why?”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Would it be okay if I borrowed them? For my training, Blade requires me to have a…well…a ‘blade’. And mine was broken during my encounter with that horrible cannibal.”</span> (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 21 Feb 2023 14:14:15 No. 5576880 Report What will you say?
>”Sure thing. Just let me know where to send them, and I’ll see to it.” >”How about I give you one to keep? Then we’ll have a matching set.” >”Take whatever you need. You’ve sacrificed more than anyone here tonight to make this happen. I owe you a lot.” >”Alright...but I want those back in one piece. They're in mint condition!” >”Actually, I was hoping to resell those someday. I’m sure Blade has an extensive arsenal for you to choose from.” >”Have you told Reese that you’re leaving? I hope things aren’t still awkward between you two.” >”I’m gonna miss having you around. You’re always welcome to come visit during the holidays.” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5576880 >”Take whatever you need. You’ve sacrificed more than anyone here tonight to make this happen. I owe you a lot.” >”Have you told Reese that you’re leaving? I hope things aren’t still awkward between you two.” >”I’m gonna miss having you around. You’re always welcome to come visit during the holidays.” What a golden ending for this arc. It was all worthy.
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>>5576885 +1
I'm glad this arc is over
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>>5576885 Worth it, not worthy.
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>>5576903 But is the ending not worthy of the arc that it concludes?
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>>5576880 why do i feel a trap coming?
>"Do they have any specific properties? I've never had them checked." >"I’m sure Blade has an extensive arsenal for you to choose from.” >”But of course, take whatever you need. You’ve sacrificed more than anyone here tonight to make this happen. I owe you a lot.” >”Have you told Reese that you’re leaving? I hope things aren’t still awkward between you two.” >”I’m gonna miss having you around. You’re always welcome to come visit during the holidays.” Anonymous
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>>5576880 >>5576885 +1, though I’ll back
>>5576914 in being a little paranoid about the blades. Let her know she should get them examined before using them too much.
Should we slip a request to look into Blade’s blood substitute for us? We understand restricting it makes vamps easier to hunt, but it also hurts ones like Reese that are just trying to live quiet lives. Having her think over it is the best we can do for Morbius short of stealing it ourselves.
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>>5576880 >”How about I give you one to keep? Then we’ll have a matching set.” >”Have you told Reese that you’re leaving? I hope things aren’t still awkward between you two.” >”I’m gonna miss having you around. You’re always welcome to come visit during the holidays.” Anonymous
>>5576880 >>”Take whatever you need. You’ve sacrificed more than anyone here tonight to make this happen. I owe you a lot.” Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky
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>>5576885 >>5576897 >>5576914 >>5576931 >>5576964 >>5577111 >>5577362 >”Take whatever you need. You’ve sacrificed more than anyone here tonight to make this happen. I owe you a lot.” >”Have you told Reese that you’re leaving? I hope things aren’t still awkward between you two.” >”I’m gonna miss having you around. You’re always welcome to come visit during the holidays.” Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 21 Feb 2023 22:56:04 No. 5577401 Report Quoted By:
You’d barely spent any time thinking it over before you were already nodding enthusiastically. <span class="mu-r">“Of course. Take whatever you need. You’ve sacrificed more than anyone here tonight to make this happen.”</span> Her smile broadened, and you thought for a second that she would accidentally flash her fangs at you. But instead, she crossed the room, grabbed you by the shoulders, gave you a peck on the cheek and a quick hug. <span class="mu-r">“Merci beaucoup! You are a good man, Huntsman. I consider myself lucky to have met you.”</span> It was as if a jolt had run through your body when she touched you. Your cheeks were beginning to flush as well, the source of it being the spot where she’d kissed you. This woman was becoming dangerous to deal with. Hopefully, a few more doses of that blood substitute would dampen the effects of her vampiric charm. Or maybe she’d actually figure out how to deactivate it. Somehow, you regained control of yourself before you did anything stupid, and gave her shoulder an affectionate rub in return. <span class="mu-r">“Me too. I’m gonna miss having you around. You’re always welcome to come visit during the holidays.”</span> This time, she did show teeth when she smiled. <span class="mu-r">“Christmas might be a bit hard. Lots of crosses, you know.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Then I’ll tear ‘em all down.”</span> you replied. <span class="mu-r">“Daredevil would kill you!”</span> You both laughed at that, unsure as to whether the crimson crusader was accidentally listening in or not. <span class="mu-r">“Have you told Reese that you’re leaving? I hope things aren’t still awkward between you two.”</span> you said. Her smile faltered slightly. <span class="mu-r">“Yes, we’ve talked. I do not blame her for what she’s done, but our current relationship is…complicated.”</span> she admitted. <span class="mu-r">“For better or worse, she is my creator, and I am her thrall. On an almost instinctual level, she knows what I am thinking, as well as where I am. Even without me having to tell her, she knew that I was going to leave. Having some time apart to figure this all out will be good for both of us.”</span> You nodded. <span class="mu-r">“So long as both of you are alright with this, that’s all that matters. I’ll be sure to send the swords to you, so just text me the address.”</span> She leaned in for one last hug, this one you were more prepared for. And when she broke away, she was hovering towards the window once more, pushing it open so she could pass through harmlessly. With a quick glance over her shoulder, she offered you one last look. <span class="mu-r">“Until next time, Huntsman.”</span> And with that, she was gone. The sound of her cloak flapping in the wind quickly died down until you couldn’t hear it at all. You stared out the window for a while longer before closing it and turning to face the door. It sounded like the party hadn’t ended just yet. There was still some time to mix and mingle. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Tue 21 Feb 2023 22:57:46 No. 5577403 Report You would have to make this count, since most of the people you’ve been working with are going to be going back home soon after this. Rintrah would need to return to the Sanctum Sanctorum, since Strange was only loaning him to you. He had other duties to attend to there.
Nico would also be returning back home. Marc had hired her to complete this job, and he said something about offering her a large bonus for a job well done. Marc himself would return to his post at the Midnight Mission, along with Reese, Tigra and Sun King.
Likewise, Matt would need to go back to regularly patrolling Hell’s Kitchen. Everyone here had a job that they’d most likely been neglecting to some degree in order to help Cindy, and you’d never forget their efforts and sacrifices.
Who will you socialize with when you return to the party?
>Madame Webb. Words cannot express the gratitude you feel towards her for allowing you to use her home like this. >Julia. Her efforts in coordinating communications between you and everyone else was invaluable on the day of the Chameleon’s attack. >Matt and Marc. These two have been your most reliable enforcers during this whole operation. They deserve some gratitude. >Rintrah and Nico. Without their wards and magical expertise, you likely wouldn’t have gotten this far. >Cindy. Now that she’s got her old voice back, holding casual conversations should be a breeze. >The Desperados. You feel like you haven’t spent any time with these guys in forever. >Abel and W. Now that your business here has concluded, getting these guys away from Warren would be your next priority. >Warren and Pandora. You might not like them all that much, but they were invaluable in making this operation a success. >Iron Fist and Luke Cage. They helped save your best buddy and your brother. You’ll never forget that. >The SIlvertongue twins. Probably your least favorite people of the bunch, but you had to give credit where credit was due. They came through in the end. >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5577403 >Madame Webb. Words cannot express the gratitude you feel towards her for allowing you to use her home like this. We should get her a nice bottle of wine some time. We should hit up Kingpin's cellar sometime, I'm sure he wouldn't miss a bottle or three.
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>>5577403 >>Rintrah and Nico. Without their wards and magical expertise, you likely wouldn’t have gotten this far. Rintrah is my favorite of the bunch for sure, we gotta borrow him again sometime. Nico is really cool too, I wanna meet the other Runaways now.
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>>5577403 >Madame Webb. Words cannot express the gratitude you feel towards her for allowing you to use her home like this. She did a lot for us
>The SIlvertongue twins. Probably your least favorite people of the bunch, but you had to give credit where credit was due. They came through in the end. The only ones hat we likely won't be able to see again.
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>>5577403 >Madame Webb. Words cannot express the gratitude you feel towards her for allowing you to use her home like this. >Cindy. Now that she’s got her old voice back, holding casual conversations should be a breeze. Anonymous
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>>5577403 >Rintrah and Nico. Without their wards and magical expertise, you likely wouldn’t have gotten this far. I’m torn between a lot of people. We owe Webb a lot, and W needs a home we could talk about. But of the crew that we met here for the first time I like Rintrah the most.
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>>5577403 >>Madame Webb. Words cannot express the gratitude you feel towards her for allowing you to use her home like this. >Cindy. Now that she’s got her old voice back, holding casual conversations should be a breeze. >The SIlvertongue twins. Probably your least favorite people of the bunch, but you had to give credit where credit was due. They came through in the end. Anonymous
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Wed 22 Feb 2023 13:07:18 No. 5578044 Report Quoted By:
>>5577411 >>5577416 >>5577422 >>5577718 >>5577860 >Madame Webb. Words cannot express the gratitude you feel towards her for allowing you to use her home like this. >The Silvertongue twins. Probably your least favorite people of the bunch, but you had to give credit where credit was due. They came through in the end. Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Wed 22 Feb 2023 14:09:21 No. 5578079 Report When you descended the stairs to rejoin the party, you were met with a mixture of enthusiastic greetings, lighthearted comments and a few ingenuine eyerolls. Your little display earlier must’ve left quite the impact. You shot finger guns left and right, making an absolute spectacle of yourself for the second time tonight, and judging from your mood, it most likely wouldn’t be the last.
You exchanged greetings and pleasantries with numerous people, but didn't linger for a terribly long time with any of them, as you had a set destination in mind.
Madame Webb turned to face you when you approached the table she’d been sitting at. She was currently by herself, watching over everyone as they mixed and mingled. A warm, pleasant smile had spread across her withered face, and you returned one of your own, hoping that she might somehow be able to sense your mood with her psychic abilities.
<span class="mu-r">“I thought I sensed you waking up earlier."</span> she said, a hint of amusement in her tone. <span class="mu-r">"I take it that you're satisfied with the result of this operation?"</span>
You dropped into the seat across from her and allowed your body to sag with relief. <span class="mu-r">"God, yes! I don't want to see another twist or turn for as long as I live. Or at least until next month."</span>
Cassandra chuckled. <span class="mu-r">"Yes, there certainly were an absurd amount of curveballs to avoid, weren't there?"</span>
You couldn't agree more.
<span class="mu-r">"But I also think that this outcome resulted in quite the impressive union, don't you think?"</span> she added, panning her unseeing gaze across the gathered group of metahumans. <span class="mu-r">"You made this possible. You've got a real talent for networking."</span>
<span class="mu-r">"The key is desperation and lots of begging. I've got a feeling that I'm going to owe a lot of favors after this."</span> you said, wondering just how many of these people would try to cash in on those favors.
<span class="mu-r">"But none of them have done as much for me as you have.”</span>
What will you say?
>”Thanks for everything. I doubt there’s anything I can do to repay you, but I’ll try my best. Just name it.” >”We’ve invaded and defiled your home long enough. I know that it hasn’t exactly been easy on you.” >”At the very least, we’ve made your mansion into a near impenetrable fortress. So you can sleep soundly at night.” >”I’m sorry that I’m not able to live up to what you want me to be. So I’m hoping that Abel’s a decent substitute.” >”This city is lucky to have you. You’ve done more for me in the short time I’ve known you than most people have my entire life.” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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>>5578079 >”We’ve invaded and defiled your home long enough. I know that it hasn’t exactly been easy on you.” >”Thanks for everything. I doubt there’s anything I can do to repay you, but I’ll try my best. Just name it.” >”At the very least, we’ve made your mansion into a near impenetrable fortress. So you can sleep soundly at night.” Anonymous
>>5578079 >>5578083 +1
>"Oh yeah, and my sister is in fact an imposter alien. Don't check my mind for details, it's its own can of worms. Tonight we party." Anonymous
>>5578083 >>5578092 +1 both of these
Remember Webb knows EVERYTHING about Ben's life up to the memory check. She knows completely what kind of person he is
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>>5578079 >”This city is lucky to have you. You’ve done more for me in the short time I’ve known you than most people have my entire life.” >”Sorry for implicitly signing you up as the last bastion of humanity in the event of a magical apocalypse. I know you like your quiet, but I can’t imagine many places are warded better than your mansion now.” >”Spiderman ought to be a good glue for all these people. Don’t think Huntsman is unwilling to chip in for the future though. Even criminals can have a conscience, or can agree with heroes on a threat. If you ever catch wind of something big, don’t be afraid to call me in. I can probably bring an army if you need another one.” Anonymous
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Thu 23 Feb 2023 01:52:51 No. 5578728 Report Quoted By:
>>5578083 >>5578092 >>5578094 >>5578135 >”We’ve invaded and defiled your home long enough. I know that it hasn’t exactly been easy on you.” >”Thanks for everything. I doubt there’s anything I can do to repay you, but I’ll try my best. Just name it.” >”At the very least, we’ve made your mansion into a near impenetrable fortress. So you can sleep soundly at night.” >"Oh yeah, and my sister is in fact an imposter alien. Don't check my mind for details, it's its own can of worms. Tonight we party." Taking these. Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Thu 23 Feb 2023 02:01:07 No. 5578736 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“We’ve invaded and defiled your home long enough. I know that it hasn’t exactly been easy on you.”</span> She shifted uncomfortably. <span class="mu-r">“Well, yes. I’m not used to housing this many guests at once. I didn’t exactly become a very welcoming host after my husband’s passing.”</span> she said. <span class="mu-r">“It even took me a while to completely warm up to Julia’s presence.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“Still, that’s no excuse.”</span> you said, shaking your head. <span class="mu-r">“Thanks for everything. I doubt there’s anything I can do to repay you, but I’ll try my best. Just name it.”</span> That very same pleasant smile from before returned to her face, and she reached over the table to grip your hand affectionately. <span class="mu-r">“I’ll keep that in mind, Benjamin. I appreciate your consideration, but you really don’t have to worry about having to repay me for every little thing. You’re not some thug that I casually hired to do my dirty work.”</span> Oh, man. Was she about to pull out the “friends don’t count favors” speech? You hated owing people favors, even if they weren’t the ones counting them. It made you feel like you were taking advantage of their kindness. Perhaps you were. <span class="mu-r">“At the very least, we’ve made your mansion into a near impenetrable fortress. So you can sleep soundly at night.”</span> Cassandra frowned slightly. <span class="mu-r">“Well, I wasn’t terribly worried before, but you do have a point. A little extra security never hurt anyone.”</span> You gave her a searching look. <span class="mu-r">“And…you’re really not mad about any of it? I’m not a mind-reader like you or an empath like Abe, so I can’t tell.”</span> She let go of your hand, leaned back in her chair, and let out a brief sigh. <span class="mu-r">“I won’t say it didn’t bother me to a certain degree, but it more or less lines up with my goals.”</span> she admitted, her smile growing a bit somber. <span class="mu-r">“I don’t have many years left under my belt, and I would like to leave something for people to benefit from in the future. If this old house can protect them, then I would see no problem with letting them use it.”</span> Your stomach clenched at the thought of a world without Webb in it. She had already done so much for you in only a few months, and she didn’t expect anything in return. It somehow seemed unfair that criminals like the Chameleon could go on living, while sweet old ladies like her would be checking out ahead of time. You wondered if Madame Webb could somehow foresee her own demise; whether she could do anything to prevent it from happening. You were about to ask her that very question, when Julia came over to chat with her about something. Feeling that you missed your chance, you decided to converse with the three of them for a bit. Discussing imminent death was a bit too heavy of a topic for tonight. And so was the next drama bomb that you were about to drop on their heads. <span class="mu-r">“Oh yeah, and my sister is in fact an alien imposter.”</span> you blurted out. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Thu 23 Feb 2023 02:02:25 No. 5578738 Report Both women immediately fell silent and turned to stare at you, mouths hanging open in shock.
<span class="mu-r">“Don’t bother checking my mind for details. It’s its own can of worms, and we’ll have time to worry about that later. Tonight we party!”</span>
Without waiting for a proper response from them, you got up and headed over to the Silvertongue twins. You could always talk to Webb at a later date, but something told you that you wouldn’t get a whole lot of chances to talk to these two.
The two girls were standing in a corner by themselves, whispering to one another, but you could see Warren, Pandora, W and Abel lingering close by.
At your approach, the original flinched, which brought you a small amount of satisfaction. The clone just kept smiling as she usually did. She was an odd egg.
<span class="mu-b">“W-what is it?”</span> the original asked, looking like a raccoon that just got caught rooting around in someone’s trash bin. Her voice was a bit more nasally now that she’d reverted back to using her old one.
<span class="mu-b">“I believe he only wishes to talk, honorable sister.”</span> said the clone, showing an unusual amount of respect towards the recently released creature.
The original narrowed her eyes suspiciously. <span class="mu-b">“About what?”</span>
What will you say?
>”Why do you show her so much respect if you don’t have any previous memories to draw from? Is it like an instinctual thing, or did Pandora tell you to act like that?” >”Relax. I’m pretty sure Cindy isn’t going to kill you outright. She’s nicer than I am, and I left the decision to her.” >”I just wanted to learn more about you guys. Like, what sort of secrets do you have tucked away in there?” >”How does Warren’s work measure up to the methods your creators used to make you? Which do you prefer?” >”I just wanted to make it absolutely clear that we won’t tolerate a second occurrence of this. I’m gonna need you two to be on your best behavior from now on, or I’m coming for you, no matter what Cindy or anyone else says.” >Write-in. Pastebins:
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https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s 10 Commandments of the Desperados:
https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:
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>>5578738 >”Relax. I’m pretty sure Cindy isn’t going to kill you outright. She’s nicer than I am, and I left the decision to her.” >”I just wanted to learn more about you guys. Like, what sort of secrets do you have tucked away in there?” >”How does Warren’s work measure up to the methods your creators used to make you? Which do you prefer?” Anonymous
>>5578738 >”I just wanted to learn more about you guys. Like, what sort of secrets do you have tucked away in there?” >”Do you write depressing poetry with them? Got any life goals? Toss me some deets!” Be overly friendly as though we just met at this party and was trying to get to know them. Absolutely freak the fuck out of original and have a pleasant experience with the new one.
I’d like to pass on informing him that Cindy is deciding the original’s fate just so it has to wonder if we’re going to cap it after all these weird questions somehow.
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>>5578738 >”Why do you show her so much respect if you don’t have any previous memories to draw from? Is it like an instinctual thing, or did Pandora tell you to act like that?” >”I just wanted to make it absolutely clear that we won’t tolerate a second occurrence of this. I’m gonna need you two to be on your best behavior from now on, or I’m coming for you, no matter what Cindy or anyone else says.” Does every clone have to be opposite to the original in some way or is it just a fluke
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>>5578738 >>”Relax. I’m pretty sure Cindy isn’t going to kill you outright. She’s nicer than I am, and I left the decision to her.” >to the clone "You came into existance because that one didn't know how to behave and thought she could get away with it." >"Doesn't mean either of you can't have fun, you just don't victimize those weaker than yourself. That's not 'honorable', is it?" >>5579047 goth gfs are high maintenance, you need to be sure you can properly take care of one before you get one
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Fri 24 Feb 2023 00:44:14 No. 5579545 Report >>5578743 >>5578765 >>5578785 >>5579200 >”I just wanted to learn more about you guys. Like, what sort of secrets do you have tucked away in there?” This seems to be the most common vote, but I'm going to leave the vote open for a bit longer since I'm a bit tied up on my end. This thread should stay up for a while longer, but I'll probably make a new one after the conclusion of this party.
>>5579047 >>5579200 Goth gf's are a rare fucking breed these days. We're currently living in the era of alt-girls and e-girls, which have all but replaced them, I think.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Fri 24 Feb 2023 12:12:55 No. 5579949 Report Quoted By:
>>5579545 >>5578743 >>5578765 >>5578785 >”I just wanted to learn more about you guys. Like, what sort of secrets do you have tucked away in there?” Alright. I'll be taking this, then. Writing...
>>5578785 It's very dependent on the memories and experiences that get ported over, if any are at all. Having his original, untampered memories, along with a new ability that he barely understood, Abel went through some stuff in the first few months of his life that made him turn out a little different from Ben.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Fri 24 Feb 2023 13:00:22 No. 5579970 Report <span class="mu-r">“I just wanted to learn more about you guys. Like what sort of secrets do you have tucked away in there?”</span> The original raised an eyebrow at that, still looking a bit miffed. <span class="mu-b">“I offered you secrets before, and you refused them.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“You offered me secrets in exchange for your release.”</span> you corrected. <span class="mu-r">“And that wasn’t gonna happen until I got what I wanted.”</span> The original rubbed the back of her neck and tilted her head to the side slightly. <span class="mu-b">“Then I’m afraid you’re going to have to offer up something in exchange. Secrets aren’t cheap, after all. Especially mine.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“You still being alive should count for something.”</span> you said, half-joking. She scowled at you. <span class="mu-b">“I was led to believe that that was due to ‘good behavior’.”</span> she replied, expressing this last part with air quotes. <span class="mu-b">“Besides, you had more leverage then. I suppose I could lower the price, but depending on the magnitude of the secret, I might have to request a secret in return.”</span> The clone nodded her agreement. <span class="mu-b">“I’m afraid my dear sister is correct. Secrets are the most valuable currency in certain wizarding circles. I was taught this very early on, since giving a big secret away easily lowers its value.”</span> <span class="mu-r">“I guess that makes sense. Thanks for the explanation.”</span> The clone gave a little curtsy in response, and the original rolled her eyes at the both of you. <span class="mu-b">“Get a room, you two.”</span> she muttered. The clone gave her a confused, innocent look. “Forgive me for asking, but are you referring to intercourse?” <span class="mu-b">“You know damn well that I am.”</span> The clone shook her head. <span class="mu-b">“Miss Pandora refuses to enlighten me on the matter, and says that I should come to you instead.”</span> The original sighed. <span class="mu-b">“Letty, we have this thing called the ‘internet’ now. You were blessed to be born in the age of information. When I was growing up, churches were still burning books.”</span> <span class="mu-b">“You would do well to pick up a book yourself, dear sister. Sometimes I feel that your frequent use of this ‘internet’ is causing you to develop bad habits.”</span> the clone said with a lighthearted chuckle. The original’s eye twitched slightly. <span class="mu-b">“And sometimes <span class="mu-i">I</span> feel that you should keep your nose buried in those dusty old books instead of sticking it where it doesn’t belong. Like, in ‘my business’.”</span> she shot back, a devilish grin forming on her face. <span class="mu-b">“Speaking of sticking things where they don’t belong, allow me to educate you on the wonders of human anatomy, <span class="mu-i">dear sister</span>~.”</span> The clone’s eyes sparked with pure, innocent expectation. As entertaining as this conversation was, you got the strong impression that it would take a very awkward turn if you didn’t intervene by making your presence known once more. What will you offer?>Write-in. What will you ask in return?>Write-in.
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>>5579970 Easiest thing I can think probably doesn’t even count
>Ask who they know of that requires magical reagents like faerie flowers, which aid in astral projecting. >In exchange, we’ll tell them of a supplier and they can serve as an occasional middleman, buying from the Morlocks and selling it themselves to the Silvertongue’s own contacts for a markup. Other things, other things…
>We could offer information on spider totems for something else. That’s rather specific information, so it’s maybe not widely known. >We can offer information on players in the Serpent Society. They were involved in magical circles, so it could have value. For the clone alone (because this is actually dangerous to offer):
>We can offer a secret about Tombstone. He had his empire burned down because of his daughter’s poor health. She’s beyond conventional help, but possibly not magical. Someone who aids her would find a weakened ally in the underworld who nonetheless could grow again. I doubt she’d act on it, but she could trade it to others in WAND who have more underworld dealings.
For what we’d get, I’m less sure.
>Magical tutors for the uninitiated who are reasonably available? >A supplier of magical equipment/charms/information our other friends are likely unaware of? >Magically-inclined people in the underworld that we could hire for an occasional job? >Charms to shield our head from psychic, magical, or other supernatural means of fuckery? Anonymous
>>5579970 >If you want a secret, I'll tell you one for free: You aren't alive for good behavior, but because I let Cindy choose. If it was up to me, there would be only one Silvertongue right now. Anonymous
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>>5579970 >What will you offer? >>"Well, I got a teenage daughter, I have a birds and the bees talk ready." >>"Also some real talk about the dangers of that internet thing." >What will you ask in return? I don't know, but I kinda want to train in getting rid of our flicker-mind status. Have some more mental resistance than the average person like the Chameleon at least. But I don't think they are the best person for that.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sat 25 Feb 2023 12:40:53 No. 5581292 Report >>5579985 >>5580042 >>5580322 From what I can tell, these votes seem to have the most direct support.
>Charms to shield our head from psychic, magical, or other supernatural means of fuckery? >If you want a secret, I'll tell you one for free: You aren't alive for good behavior, but because I let Cindy choose. If it was up to me, there would be only one Silvertongue right now. We're currently on page 10, but I think we still have at least a few more days before the thread falls off. Do you guys want to make this decision at a later date, wait and see if someone else comes to vote, or switch up your own votes?
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>>5581292 I would call it. As I see it a lot of people don't write in on difficult choices that don't have a lot of changes.
Like coming up with battle strategies where the fight will happen either way
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sat 25 Feb 2023 15:11:50 No. 5581372 Report Quoted By:
>>5581308 I guess that's fair. I knew I was playing with fire when I made it write-in only. That only works out sometimes, when players are more emotionally invested in the decision. Writing now...
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sat 25 Feb 2023 17:25:15 No. 5581488 Report Quoted By:
<span class="mu-r">“Do either of you know anything about charms that might help shield my mind from psychic attacks and magical probing?”</span> The clone excitedly raised a finger into the air. <span class="mu-b">“Ooh! Why don’t we tell him about that cute little charms shop you showed me earlier?”</span> she suggested. The original shrugged. <span class="mu-b">“Well that sounds harmless enough. And what will your payment be?”</span> You flashed a wicked grin that you wished she could sense through your mask. <span class="mu-r">“If you want a secret, I’ll tell you one for free.”</span> You leaned in closer, and both women did the same, although the original was understandably hesitant to get any closer to you than was absolutely necessary. <span class="mu-r">“You aren’t alive for your ‘good behavior’, but because I’m letting Cindy decide your fate. If it were up to me, there would only be one SIlvertongue right now.”</span> To her credit, she didn’t cower before you this time. She just sneered at you. <span class="mu-b">“That type of leverage only has real weight when the other person is still in captivity. Threats will only get you so far, since a secret acquired by threatening the teller can have varying degrees of accuracy, and you’re likely to get the price driven up on you the next time.”</span> The clone politely nudged her, and the original rolled her eyes. <span class="mu-b">“But…seeing as how this is meant to be a joyous occasion, I will overlook your rude behavior and offer you this secret as a reward for…”</span> She paused for a while, seeming genuinely stumped for a reason to celebrate. <span class="mu-b">“I suppose I have you to thank for not being connected to an immolated corpse. Well done.”</span> —-------- After receiving the location of the charms shop, you left the Silvertongue twins to trade secrets with one another, only to bump into Black Cat. Snickering to herself, she handed you a photo. You guess Flint really wasn’t kidding about that camera. <span class="mu-r">“Aww, man! You guys really took a group photo without me!?”</span> Felicia shook her head, that teasing smile still on her face. <span class="mu-b">“No, you’re in it. Look closer.”</span> You squinted and brought the picture closer to your face, only to realize that everyone in the shot was posed around your unconscious body! Some made rude gestures, while others were attempting to decorate your suit with random props that they’d picked up from around the mansion. <span class="mu-r">“Wha-!? How did I not wake up from this?”</span> you exclaimed. She chuckled. <span class="mu-b">“No idea. It was pretty damn hilarious for a little while, but when you started snoring, we decided it was time to let someone carry you upstairs.”</span> You glanced at Valkyrie hopefully. <span class="mu-r">“Was it-?”</span> <span class="mu-b">“It was Luke.”</span> Cat quickly interrupted. Damn. Talk about a missed opportunity. You could’ve LITERALLY been carried off to bed by a valkyrie! That sort of thing had to at least get you put on the waiting list for entry into Valhalla. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sat 25 Feb 2023 17:26:48 No. 5581490 Report Quoted By:
You felt a sharp claw poke into your elbow, and you turned to see Cat leaning in close and inviting you to meet her halfway. <span class="mu-b">“By the way, I saw that uptight wizard lady stash a copy of the picture somewhere. Even after she complained about having photos of her circulating around.”</span> Huh. Well that was a little unexpected. <span class="mu-b">“I’m guessing she’s someone important or something?”</span> Cat asked. <span class="mu-r">“Or something.”</span> you said in a dry tone, stashing the photo away in one of your belt pouches. But as you turned your head, you noticed something that ejected any and all previous thoughts from your mind. The Silvertongue twins were approaching Cindy. She’d clearly noticed their approach as well, but instead of fleeing or lunging at the original, she simply stood and waited for them to say their piece. The others had noticed as well, but you were already pushing your way through the crowd before they could try to get a better look. You sensed the familiar presence of Abe over your shoulder, so you thought it safe to assume that the others were right behind you as well. The original shuffled her feet awkwardly for a moment, but seemed to steel herself when the clone loudly cleared her throat and nudged her. <span class="mu-b">“Good day, Ms. Moon. I am most pleased to hear your own voice coming from your own mouth. It is a relief in…many ways.”</span> she said, glancing nervously at someone in the crowd. At first, you thought it was you, but was only slightly disappointed to learn that it was Pandora. <span class="mu-b">“Anywho,”</span> she continued, her voice sounding more high pitched than it should be. <span class="mu-b">“I would like to apologize for my behavior on the night that we met. It was…wrong to take your voice like that. I’d like to say that I had simply gotten carried away, but that would be putting it likely. When you’re as old as I am, it’s easy to forget the direct consequences of your actions.”</span> Cindy nodded slowly, looking unsure of how to respond. <span class="mu-s">“Thanks, I guess. I was pretty upset about that for a while, but that’s actually not what I wanted to talk to you about.”</span> The original raised an eyebrow. <span class="mu-b">“Oh? And what <span class="mu-i">did</span> you wish to speak about?”</span> Cindy took a deep breath and locked gazes with the ancient creature. <span class="mu-s">“Did you have anything to do with the attack on my parent’s house?”</span> Several members of the audience gasped at that, and the Silvertongue twins exchanged uncertain glances. The clone gave the original an imploring look. The original’s lips pressed into a thin line, and she struggled to find the right words to convey her response. <span class="mu-b">“Erm…no. No, I wasn’t directly involved. I more or less stumbled upon their plans and intervened as soon as I learned what they were up to.”</span> <span class="mu-s">“Did you…did you see what happened to them?”</span> she asked. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sat 25 Feb 2023 17:28:16 No. 5581494 Report Quoted By:
At that very moment, the original’s expression was unreadable. It was a look that betrayed the many years she’d walked this earth; the triumphs and tragedies she must have witnessed during her time here. After a lengthy silence, the Silvertongue gave a solemn shake of her head. <span class="mu-b">“No. I did not.”</span> Cindy clenched her fists and gave an exasperated sigh. <span class="mu-b">“However,”</span> she continued, drawing the girl’s attention once more. <span class="mu-b">“I might be willing to help you find the ones directly responsible for giving the order. If you’re interested, that is.”</span> The girl’s eyes widened, her tone becoming a bit frantic. <span class="mu-s">“You can do that?”</span> The Silvertongue nodded. <span class="mu-b">“I can go through my usual channels and ask around a bit. I can’t guarantee anything, but I should at least be able to find something remotely useful to your cause.”</span> she said, gesturing towards Cindy’s outfit. The little champion scrutinized the creature for a short period, before nodding. <span class="mu-s">“If you can find something useful, I’ll forgive you for stealing my voice.”</span> Cindy declared. <span class="mu-s">“But only if you manage to find something.”</span> The original Silvertongue gave a short bow and pressed her index finger to her chest. There, she traced an “X” over where her heart should be, a glowing green glow pulsating in place of her finger’s path. <span class="mu-b">“Cross my heart…”</span> Cindy opened her mouth to say something, but was interrupted by a loud shattering sound. If it hadn’t been for the relative silence that their conversation had created, then it probably wouldn’t have been that noticeable. But unfortunately for Madame Webb, everyone’s attention was on her now. Her hands were shaking terribly, and Julia was torn between fussing over her and cleaning up the remains of her shattered teapot. The old woman was struggling to regain control of her limbs, while also attempting to pass it off with a disarming smile and a few comforting words. You and Abel exchanged a concerned glance and were about to walk over and check on her, when the Silvertongue grabbed your attention by loudly clearing her throat. <span class="mu-b">“In celebration of this bold union, I shall demonstrate for you the spell I’ve been practicing ever since my wand was returned to me. Behold!”</span> The original whipped out her wand, and you prepared to snatch it away from her in case she tried something funny. The clone gave her a nervous look. <span class="mu-b">“Um…dear sister, perhaps we shouldn’t-”</span> But it was too late. The original was already waving her wand with a huge smile on her face. <span class="mu-b">“<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-i">Appripo</span></span>!”</span> A thick wave of color flew from the wand’s tip and into the air. It took you a moment to realize that it wasn’t energy or fire coming out of it, but…balloons, ribbons, confetti and fireworks of varying color! (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sat 25 Feb 2023 17:29:22 No. 5581496 Report Quoted By:
You marveled at the display, watching in complete and utter amazement as banners and decorations landed perfectly on the walls and ceiling, all of which had Khonshu’s emblem on them. <span class="mu-b">“The nutjob really did it…”</span> Pandora sighed, an incredulous grin spreading across her features. <span class="mu-b">“Incredible…”</span> the clone gasped. <span class="mu-r">“What’s so special about it?”</span> you asked. <span class="mu-b">“Appripo is widely known in the magical world as the ‘party spell’. It's a parlor trick at best.”</span> Pandora explained. <span class="mu-b">“But this idiot’s been researching it for so long that she’s now able to cast it as a freeform conjuration spell. And if I know her as well as I think I do, it’s going to be the only spell she uses for the next few months, or years.”</span> There were now entire cakes flying out of the tip of the wand and landing neatly on the tables nearby. <span class="mu-b">“But…why?”</span> Abel said. Pandora shrugged. <span class="mu-b">“Because she’s old and bored, and because she can. She loves repurposing old and useless spells into something genuinely impressive. It’s one of her hobbies.”</span> <span class="mu-g">“You’re telling me that this silly little trick has actual combat applications.”</span> Warren inquired. <span class="mu-b">“Imagine those ribbons having the tensile strength of Carbonadium, or those balloons being filled with poisonous gasses instead of helium.”</span> Pandora said. <span class="mu-b">“I’m sure she’ll find a way to make it work.”</span> She almost sounded proud. The seemingly endless stream of party favors and decorations didn’t look like it would be ending anytime soon. And unfortunately, neither did the trembling in Madame Webb’s hands… —--------- Sometime later, Pandora and the Silvertongue twins used their magic to clean up the mess they made. Rintrah kept trying to figure out what method the Silvertongue had used to alter the spell, but she was surprisingly tight-lipped about the whole thing. The party wound down soon after, so you all said your goodbyes and went your separate ways. You would’ve liked to stay longer, but it was obvious that Madame Webb needed her rest. And while you would miss having such a capable team to support you in the field, you knew that they all had lives to get back to. As you swung through the city with Cindy and the Desperados, you took comfort in the knowledge that the Order of the Web would reform someday. You didn’t know when, but you knew that it would happen eventually. And you somewhat looked forward to being able to see everyone back under one roof. But until then, you had preparations to make. If all went well, Cindy would be starting her first day at Brooklyn Visions a few weeks from now. It was an exciting time, but also a bit depressing when you remembered that she would be dorming there, and would spend a good chunk of her time living on campus. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sat 25 Feb 2023 17:30:22 No. 5581499 Report But that didn’t mean you wouldn’t be able to call, visit, invite her out and vice versa. Oh, well. You would just have to find something else to pass the time while she was gone. Like…finding new and creative ways to support a morally ambiguous lifestyle. With the kids away, the adults would finally get their chance to play. Look out, New York! The Huntsman’s about to make a long awaited reappearance! (To be continued…)
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>>5581499 Looking forward to Ben's return
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sat 25 Feb 2023 17:41:06 No. 5581508 Report And that'll be it for now. I hope you guys enjoyed yourselves in this thread. I know some of you are relieved to be out of this arc. It was the most plot heavy arc we've done so far, so we'll be revisiting the freeform story format that we started with. This quest will have more pressing events that pop up every now and again, but I'd like to know what I can do to make things more enjoyable. Is it purely a matter of personal preference, or were there specific things that you disliked about the arc? Are there any characters that you'd like to see return, or any plot points that you'd like to see revisited? What are your guys thought on the story so far? What are you most looking forward to doing with your newfound freedom? New jobs, new gear/equipment, new recruits/allies for the Desperados, or will you just wing it and see where life takes you? I'm not sure when I'll be throwing up a new thread. Next week would be preferable, since I'm going to be taking a vacation to focus more on writing and relaxing around then. Maybe I'll set it up on Monday and try to squeeze in a few updates before I go to work. Either way, I'll see you guys next time! As always, thanks for playing, and I'll be here to answer questions if you need me.
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>>5581508 I already gave feedback about it before, but the my main problem wasn't that twists happened, bit the amount of then.
Felt like we weren't making progress, because every single step flipped the entire board.
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>>5581508 Love the quest as always. Nothing I really disliked. There were times I skipped some paragraphs. Mainly due to how many characters there can be and it can be exhausting remembering who's who. That might be our fault since we're so good at networking lol. Also as you said it was a huge arc. Maybe next time we have a huge arc we could try different pov? Like through Flints eyes or something. But this is a Spiderman quest afterall. Of course I enjoyed Cindy getting her voice back. Was emotional for me. Enjoy your vacation and excited to see what our future adventures hold.
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>>5581508 New jobs, definately. Nothing like a super heist to get back into it.
And maybe help the maggia on the side as well.
Also try to find a place for W for live now.
I look forward to see the results of Cindy's training.
I hope we get to see Louise come back again one day, maybe when the vampire invasion and the hunt happen.
We got to be a wingman for Flint
Definetely more of Rintrah.
Also more of Donny. Donny is great.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sat 25 Feb 2023 18:31:12 No. 5581558 Report >>5581519 Noted. It's important to have some level of autonomy in most situations.
>>5581526 Glad to hear it! I've been considering doing different POV's, since I think it would be fun to write from another perspective. Only if you guys are cool with it though. I thought the only case of it happening would be if Ben was unconscious, retired or dead.
I quite literally have enough Cindy high school content to run a spin-off quest if I really wanted to. Let me know what you guys think of having different POV's every now and again!
>>5581538 You'll get all of that and more!
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>>5581558 I'm ok with PoV changes as long as we don't control the character
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>>5581508 Only thing I actively disliked in the arc was being told to fuck off once. That’s a meta thing though. I definitely think arcs like this should have long breaks between them though. The constant obstacles were nice to beat, but they’re also exhausting.
I liked Rintrah the most. Nico and Julie were nice too, and the clone Silvertongue could be amusing to work with.
For plot hooks, I don’t think we dealt with the teleporter so resolving that would be good. An occasional pulse check on Va Nee’s arc also seems appropriate.
Looking forward to new jobs. I’ll be winging everything else.
General question, do you actually use the stats from our sheet regarding accountability/responsibility etc? Are they being updated? I haven’t check the stat sheet often enough to notice.
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>>5581596 When was the fuck off?
>>5581567 I'd like to control them some.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sun 26 Feb 2023 11:58:30 No. 5582425 Report Quoted By:
>>5581596 >>5581744 I also don't remember that. Do you mean by me or one of the characters?
I was surprised by how popular Rintrah got. I'll be sure to use him more in the future. I've got some fun plans in store for the Silvertongue twins, and I'll probably do a few POV shifts to show some of their antics.
As far as you guys know, the Chameleon dealt with her, but you only have his word to go on for that.
And as for the stats, that was more or less an arbitrary scoring that was used to decide the state of Ben's life. I had originally intended to change those stats based off of Ben's choices so that we could track changes in his personality and mindset, but back during the first few threads, there was so much going on that I thought it'd be pretty fucking difficult to go back and summarize the events in stat decreases and increases. They don't help with rolls or anything, but they give you some insight into the man behind the mask, as well as giving narrative excuses for people to be more suspicious of Ben. One of these days, I'll go back and sum it all up. Maybe when I'm on vacation. We'll see.
This game doesn't have terribly complex mechanics and focuses more on narrative than anything else, but I do have some hidden mechanics that might come into play depending on whether Ben decides to learn and make use of certain skills.
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Sun 26 Feb 2023 12:06:14 No. 5582432 Report Quoted By:
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wpr5Cm7p Mon 27 Feb 2023 21:08:08 No. 5583820 Report Quoted By:
The new thread is up! Come on in!
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